News for today's 2018: 10/10/10

10.10.10

8:13 PM Tukiyooo 0

Happy Sunday folks! Anyone do anything special for the tenth day of the tenth month of the 2010th year? Run 10 miles? Eat 10 bananas? ;) If you happened to miss my Saturday post you can check it out <a href="http://weightloss-stories.blogspot.com/2010/10/saturday.html">here</a>, it was fun! ;) <a href="http://weightloss-stories.blogspot.com/2010/10/saturday.html">Our friends</a> had to leave first thing this morning. :( We said our goodbyes and headed the grocery store. There were some good sales for the day, lots of items were 10 for $10!! Back at home I made a quick, delicious breakfast! I sliced an apple and had 1 <a href="http://weightloss-stories.blogspot.com/2010/10/saturday.html">leftover</a> pumpkin pancake for a total of 4 points. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPOkZ64GieGUDcfirNwr0PnotPJwzA0evegRgB0Ze3asjtHInfEVoHTq6luOZrL703B3RuJGX-i5mH-dj6e-gUcRyd96tJ1PtGELz0RMp97AdaRzU57WTt1QYgrZbOAXKeBgG6Tnk-erZ4/s1600-h/DSC08972%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08972" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTce_ZSEZ1WP-WThUXJw3mEBCTaXUOs6CkHE-ncjyOyrOQt7GDk4fFTDsaN9ELIZmIWuhCRn7fSzLFr5_L0sntYMhOauZXDY9lFIbh6R0z7yC7jGVt9N0k7mgi49XqCBfePMa_DAOKyYVh/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08972" width="404"></a> The pancakes were just as good as the first time around!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH-8sjN-5CV5Q0lNS8AKYHaZKrTVOArEOnRQ_UUO_L5SuSxEBFdzS_5CvR38MU1U-SNC047CXbvbIjPEOMHhk1eCo95mQZ3sZeUYM6wS9D7hpuURTfS0vPc6pzDos6Z3PBeFYGXtYcmZjl/s1600-h/DSC08973%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08973" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRyjmQ57YkWeVEN4tYGGFLIHpUTHrpVJa-pQZiTjhAuKbdmwIONbTkt2ztfrPyU_G949IdzIbjQGzbPag6hIKPpqcWqbc0byR7enbGGR1BjSaBfMO4HASRThITXXNAQBhk0iw41jzKxi75/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08973" width="404"></a> I got a few things done around the house, including making a few cards in my craft room! Yay!! :) We had lunch plans with Kyle’s family. They chose a pizza buffet. :( I said no thanks and went a block away to pick up some Subway to bring back to the pizza place. I got a footlong Subway club and saved 1/2 for lunch tomorrow!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcHBwPOz3Sy5TSvcI2OMHIY_tSnfZCFD0dUPU-xFP1Pwc6EBZ9K19L-grMx2mj9RdTTAZbep_jQxORMijeYR6r7vDRjuSZNACNymTNO1ZP1pwg4i6LsXkVve1NHVPGRA3M_Gxke2LaPkqn/s1600-h/DSC08974%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08974" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX3lekcQW71bTRG5jNE8QGrZQJ3p_NigaT5bUrzICj38DbV0ZK3YkSSF1o7NCP6VhrnNsq9Cyjojv8QrRpFDrurUHd4BG_kiD92ylN3T3a6xocZNKlcw0ei4q1T7oQTzqe6CDChAltDs3j/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08974" width="404"></a> I also had 1/2 bag of SunChips with my sandwich for a total of 8 points. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZkCSDZLJEHsAxZp7F9DdMnxXDwOlzCeoKidVIDWjVKanh4Zg7RG2UjS-jzCetsJHA3tY8oeKfmX_bBE_GaQunU0l29sELsGvqzpMbX_zqcJfcv5gpamLy_kFQJMBvk5Wfcf40G8Y2cMxp/s1600-h/DSC08975%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08975" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhIFvkayp2k5vV3jj6MEDpcqIGeUfWcjScr52eZBGnSFY3mbRjU2MGS4gsjY4xlCq94FE_2tu6OeCsWCX7Ht4I7AJZnOG3HDRRj18nP-2Zd04wS7thEtk0uyrJlNkIRifDYMGfH9D6XlbN/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08975" width="404"></a> I’m not saying pizza isn’t ok, but I’m trying SO hard to stay 100% OP right now. I think it’s ok to work those types of food in your daily points, you just have to be sensible with your choices. Right now I have to stay serious…our Thanksgiving cruise is only 41 days away! I think it’s ok to accommodate your preferences when you have a particular goal in mind! We rested up a bit throughout the afternoon and then headed out for another family get together for supper! Today is my Grandma’s 76th birthday!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-CPOCELol92O8wAzopk-k_jWzkShKEjSGdG9nY3yNsWqPPLCkHlbwkyiscvBDSgvuUsHOjd1q9U5od5i4PX4jHZ-LP8E8nVbEHObMEcVs5qVIeqbMJh9b61TIZOhtfRoFxRFoceUDEktM/s1600-h/DSC08991%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08991" border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmj8OrxbtOmmy1hVKQznu0jZhHJnzMGtkzsEvZteru0fhv7J0roRN7KkAA_Quq_w7IEp4xtv8_nZExZLkGVdPJljXrKM7-rGaid8-Z1quNfmNAf-MQHOm-MaB1QySZAjGgKYAgcvKi8t_z/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08991" width="304"></a> My sister from Omaha was even able to make it!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnPZDiRsxv5dHkSOzPdByI4-sNz7Iy5aOX5C2sL-lJOFKjveASdvmLsDqIVNEvHVB6KhOWBH-Nf1kA6S883l7YJED_kjqxP-ACbC9ERdoZP1gobUHAdlE_wHeYhfDAcWmF-o9SCB4zhk5I/s1600-h/DSC08978%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08978" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh35Ce_13tbbbOJ-lLA6VRUkiiovImb-M_VgUzD8rk3wgst6GoBjmHMXx1hY5n8LqaOTyXzLQYA4kuW74Qgx7hNQjZDuj4846XLFcwY7dDZdSpIZB_cpSRNn7EBb8NHixcwmISwcUEMUOn8/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08978" width="404"></a> Sister & BIL<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuycdVQvCkBQhM6vQVH8QlBCPK3dasp0tsQQ_3OMT5YBx4TEd6FlE7-SkUwHPY8zttiF4BNzIAoTLOy3nW0vIxFPDtYHtbKGQEZ8OfYK6YUvnsA18v9qNBGgMjQLukwi42GvmqR7uAiHKS/s1600-h/DSC08980%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08980" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnB0122pRt03lk2TXBThuiJZgiUZ5GLoF899aYunMVYDbxkM4D3Qv1AMw7_2NwnIp0C81j9_kIT8k7JE3wNVgWLU9vnwT2yc_UXOwJOJgZsWnmW-uVKXkXEnRdTUtQzeRXp_cdJj3o8bkX/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08980" width="404"></a> And I got to see Hayden for the 4th day in a row!! Lovin’ it!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXHh9oay_IraPIkpTwuJvftVAQC8WhvdbIVU22ejBG7ZYFJHiqKi-G-LCO8cdMM_gIIp-uWa01ap5YMayCEaDLCx170yT3AM_T78_v1n3Rhyphenhyphen5gEewIxTPDOitVKXR1itVbJGgtLLdW_XrX/s1600-h/DSC08981%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08981" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWvtXbd9AFVeVynJwcV2vnm9woulDhjeUYrYVUbO2JO4EomE053cFitYOMkbP_iFiwKyJhQeFrEFlKQpkRZH9IHrAfKANIBii0bvYGKRbjjGOHccM3NpLTY11IP2u6GRivYtKmdVcK6Ru8/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08981" width="404"></a> Supper happened to be at the SAME place as <a href="http://weightloss-stories.blogspot.com/2010/10/saturday.html">last night</a>! It’s a favorite of my Grandma’s! I had the grilled chicken sandwich again, but a baked potato with salsa on the side instead for a total of 8 points. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzhnlAqdPwVwqVIdfwP-ollNA_2JOAZfnAF7aN9LrPrnxVHVxvhTixCB845P91MAcSx0A5hZWz-4Q6YO_g0ysGeTp7uLf-qIjpYi-hX53rsuYjWU45op2eHxEyhDpSOgzNQRjiHyYKtAG1/s1600-h/DSC08985%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08985" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3w8HjZPOzEKPo9G-kQYugMWagCG0sZ0_-xN0tP7MAAR7qJ-tQ1DVlpnxaiP9WviA1s6aVNvx5PYPuyJ2_gq9aNzC16V5Gp85OfZ3Gnsfq_MAh8kLS102QoK0z1L9kST4tH7RyAZcwxhks/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08985" width="404"></a> No birthday celebration is complete without cake!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDccy9betij7KsTYRTwy4WQ8w9AO6oRZt515C5G1IQBTcLdvLH2xO4eZYQpaXE9Xjf4cQwWSauU875xDjLfxGe2ZMNengTuUbITDDeh-PyNgJTfgnhHhMrMJGolZOyqLX3r4mVA_QMD92/s1600-h/DSC08986%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08986" border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0WxrZM7LCdGQN8UEHq7swLpW9nHLNSjJir6c2lyawkpmKj5TBm8zrFIeenXwCJKxwJ3KJzTXKRJWCwGoRjDDPWRcE2t5WCIxKHIqLXNLLzQK-c-KpMt7qchKA2ZqDIYFRqeHzjDxM04q2/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08986" width="304"></a> I had just a little sliver for an estimate of 3 points. I didn't’ have any luck finding champagne cake nutrition facts online so if you happen to find some, let me know! I’m curious!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcIjU0ZLeSV9tFMxHjIdq_JISJZ8ftAVTEkkL9GtzGolhOwvF7K9PcwXyGDaH8KM5CxhUE1-FM3fTSs0WZ_gTncXTJ_l7OCXOpqIT4saF53X62fcp6ahw3AoB5vIWcb8ghGyRQPm3S-ISr/s1600-h/DSC08989%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08989" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOD6ELdDnDRW0AnV3kXMPxjL_OSdNgLIDMt5iwB9SDT603afj2UPKFo4UIlYjAj4uqrNg1w1glmwkZgM73cAFJAxYthyKPkqaacPFCWqajqyRvrxbykwkklAm3E2wKJxvt-qqdPX4XdhIe/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08989" width="404"></a> SUNDAY’S STATS POINTS = 23/23 WEEKLY ALLOWANCE POINTS = 1 used/34 remaining ACTIVITY POINTS EARNED = 0 today/6 week H2O = 128 oz EXERCISE = none That’s all for my weekend friends! Hope you enjoyed your’s to the max!! Can’t wait to start reading the Chicago Marathon race recaps!! It was so fun following everyone today!

10.10.10

Happy Sunday folks! Anyone do anything special for the tenth day of the tenth month of the 2010th year? Run 10 miles? Eat 10 bananas? ;) If you happened to miss my Saturday post you can check it out here, it was fun! ;) Our friends had to leave firs…

Why I've been broken all these years

12:51 PM Tukiyooo 0

Some of what I learned at Geneen Roth's Women Food and God workshop this past weekend... For as long as I can remember I've never understood my relationship with food. I'd read about other people struggling with food the same as me, but they always seemed to have a tragic story in their background. It made sense why they turned to food for comfort. For me, it just didn't make any sense at all. I've had a fairly good life. My childhood was the life of a princess. I was loved and cared for, I was told I was the most beautiful and the smartest girl in the world. I was told I could do anything, be anything. I was spoiled and showered with not only love, but worldly possessions as well. I thought we were rich when I was a kid. I learned later in life that my parents were of modest means, but they sacrificed a lot so I could have whatever I wanted. I was blessed with a loving family and a good life. Since I was about thirteen years old I've had an unnatural relationship with food. I've struggled with my weight my entire life. I've often said that I was "broken" when it came to food. I've felt like something was wrong inside of me. That food was too important to me. I wasn't normal when it came to how I thought about food. I didn't understand why. I kept searching for answers but always came up empty. I even wondered if maybe I was sexually molested as a child and didn't remember it. I've read about how sexual molestation sometimes cause women to turn to food for comfort. I knew for me that was ridiculous. I lived a charmed life and nothing bad had ever happened to me. So what the hell was wrong with me? Friday night Geneen had us do a visualization. It involved imagining our mother being there and what she would say to us at the weight we were now. My first thought was, "Oh God, she's going to blame our problems on our mothers! No way in hell my mother caused me to be fat and compulsively overeat." I went along with the visualization, imagining my mother being there, telling me how beautiful I was and how healthy I looked. She'd tell me I was smart and I could succeed at anything I put my mind to. She always said those things to me, no matter how fat I was or how ugly and stupid I felt. I knew she would hug me, and love me just as I am today. It wouldn't matter if I was 125 pounds or 240 pounds. As I was imagining my mother, picturing her there with me, something clicked inside my head. Something I've never thought about before. Something that explains the broken Diana. When I was thirteen there was a terrible event that changed my life forever. My father died of a massive heart attack. He was 51 years old. My mother was 48. They had been married for thirty three years. Their marriage was the kind people dream about. They were best friends and lovers until the end. They held hands, they always greeted each other with a kiss and always said goodbye with a kiss. They never yelled at each other, and I don't even remember them ever having an arugment. They would sit at the kitchen table at night and talk for hours. They enjoyed each other's company. They did everything together. They were in love. I honestly can't even remember hearing a raised voice between them. My father died at home, suddenly and very unexpectedly. My mother and I were home and we witnessed my father's heart attack and watched him dying in front of us. By the time the ambulance arrived he was already gone. Life changed dramatically. My mother went into deep grieving for a year. I've never seen anyone weep so hard. It was like her heart was shattered into a million pieces. It was just my mother and myself. My brother and sister are much older and lived in other states with their families. All my aunts and uncles, cousins, and all our relatives lived outside of Alaska. It was just my mom and me, together to face the world alone. After a year on the homestead we moved to Fairbanks so my mother could go to work. She had never worked outside the home. I was fourteen. I left all my friends I'd known since the first grade. In high school I was painfully shy. I made a few friends, but I wasn't popular. I didn't fit into the big city life. I was scared. Scared of everything. I didn't join any clubs or do any school activities. I never had a boyfriend or even dated in high school. My mother and I became best friends. We did everything together. All through high school I'd rather hang out with my mom than anyone else. I remember many weekends where we would eat all weekend and watch TV. Friday night we'd go to the store and buy anything we wanted to eat. T-bone steaks, potatoes, sour cream, buttered vegetables or salads with thick full-fat salad dressings were all on the menu. Desserts were anything we wanted and as much as we wanted, cakes, pies, cookies, ice cream. Nothing was off limits. My mom always had a weight problem and her weight climbed up to 260 pounds during those years. I was fighting my weight all the time, with intermittent crash diets but the fattest I ever got in high school was 145 pounds. Thankfully I had the metabolism of a teenager and even though I was abusing food I somehow managed to maintain my weight around 135 most of the time (I was 5' 6"). Still, we ate like pigs. It was fun. It was something we shared, that we loved to do together. Now let me back up to something that Geneen talked about before the visualization on Friday night. She talked about pain, about eating compulsively to block out the pain. We don't want to face the pain because it hurts too much. So we stuff it down with food. Momentarily this blocks the pain. In the end though we still have the original pain as well as the pain from the overeating. The guilt. The weight gain. The self-hatred for overeating. We have now essentially doubled the pain. We need to feel the pain, let it wash over us, because it can't kill us. It's unpleasant, but not deadly. Even though we may think we're going to die from a broken heart, most likely, we will not die. Geneen also spoke about how we often live with rules and ideas we learned twenty or thirty years ago. Even though they are based on false principles, we still follow them. Back to 1968 through 1973. My mother and I never discussed my father's death. Even though we were both deeply wounded by it and missed him like crazy, we never talked about it. In those days (1968 is when he died) there wasn't any grief counseling. No one ever came to me and asked me how I felt, how I was dealing with my loss. The only thing I heard from anyone was that they were sorry. As a thirteen year old girl I had to deal with it on my own. I cried myself to sleep every night for about a year, and sometimes even to this day I cry about the unfairness of the entire situation, for both my mother and myself. Friday night this all suddenly clicked in my head. I learned the way to deal with pain was food. I learned that lesson at thirteen years old and have been following it for the last 42 years. When I came home Friday night I really gave this a lot of thought. I thought about how when my husband and I argue and I feel rejection that I turn to food. I never think about the pain of the rejection or the feelings of not being loved. That's too painful, it hurts to much. It's easier and safer to push it down with food. It's easier to not think about it. It suddenly made sense to my why I've been broken so long. It was a true "aha!" moment for me. As Roxie put it, a moment of clarity that explains my life. My sick and obsessive relationship with food. Last night after the second day of the workshop, I came home and did something I haven't done in years. First, I made myself go to the gym. Now that's not unusual, but this time I made a promise to myself and kept it. I was exhausted, mentally and physically. I told myself thirty minutes of cardio, no more. I went to the gym and did thirty minutes of cardio, no more, and came home. Even though I was feeling better and could have done more cardio and some weights, I told myself a promise is a promise. Even one to myself shouldn't be broken. When I came home from the gym my husband had made dinner. It was on the stove. Grilled steaks. Frozen mixed vegetables that had been microwaved and half of a sweet potato. It was 7pm, and I was starved. Normally I wouldn't have touched this meal with a ten-foot pole. The steak was well-done because that's how he likes his meat and he knew I wouldn't eat it anyway. I never touch beef and can't even remember the last time I had a steak. The vegetables had corn and carrots, mixed with green beans and Lima beans. Too many starchy vegetables for me. They looked like they had some Smart Balance on them. He always adds it to his vegetables. Still, it looked tasty. I was hungry. I wanted to feed my body what it needed. It needed fuel. I hadn't eaten much all day. Grace and I had packed our healthy lunches for the conference, and I'd had a light breakfast. I looked at the meal my husband had made and thought okay, maybe 500-600 calories. No idea how much that steak weighs. Kind of small, but no idea. I put the food on a plate, sat down at the table by myself, no book, no magazine, no music, no TV, no laptop, no distractions. Just me and my food. It was a strange experience. I ate each bite slowly. It tasted exquisite. The steak, although a little overdone, was perfectly seasoned. The mixed frozen vegetables were yummy (and yes, I could taste the light Smart Balance that tasted like butter), and the sweet potato was soft and flavorful. It was a delightful meal. What was difficult was being alone with my thoughts. Rehashing everything I'd learned about myself in the workshop. I feel like I've only uncovered the tip of the iceberg, but at least I know it's there. I have a lot of work to do on myself. Not only how I look at food, but how I deal with pain, discomfort, and rejection. I have a long road ahead of me but it's one I'm willing to travel. I went to bed last night at 10pm. No wine and no sleeping pill. My husband was already asleep. I didn't toss and turn like normal, but I was asleep within minutes. I slept through the night until 6am. I woke up feeling like life is good and that I'm not broken anymore. I felt refreshed, alive. That is the first time in years that I didn't wake up at 3am and toss and turn until it was time to get up. It's also the first time in weeks, maybe months, that I didn't get up and stuff my face with food in the middle of the night as my husband slept. My life has definitely taken a turn for the better. Getting to know me isn't quite as bad as I had imagined. It's painful, reliving things from my past and how they affect my present. It hurts to face the pain instead of eating it away with food. It feels good to know I'm not broken beyond repair and can finally come to a place of peace with food. <div style="text-align: center;">*******************</div> Please note, I do not in any way, shape or form blame my mother for anything that is wrong with me. She was an angel and loved me more than life itself. It's just something that happened to both of us, but it's something I can repair in myself.

Why I've been broken all these years

Some of what I learned at Geneen Roth's Women Food and God workshop this past weekend...For as long as I can remember I've never understood my relationship with food. I'd read about other people struggling with food the same as me, but they always se…

Saturday

10:24 AM Tukiyooo 0

I thoroughly enjoyed waking up on my own this morning…hooray for no alarm clock Saturday! I didn’t sleep in though, I was up and going before 8am! I started my day out with a morning run!<img alt="DSC08943" border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYaSPD3r9r3smF-mP9AVpaR5ZmfVDtSgxRJ-AIVFpLz9xKmlf-ocOEQU0sE_MC2YiWZos4YFDt846V9YW_NxzgiVModi0b8DwAtHa0inMAm2KPu25ntsMdwxHdnd11R241zSUlTFL-ssRR/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08943" width="304"> It was a challenge, but I pushed through and finished 3.6 miles in 40 minutes. I felt strong & accomplished at the end!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZmLPccg3Bt6NXV5_6WjfhK0NBaBTVYICKTPwc50ox5q8RpErBhoMivWrrWSC1b0PMknhys_EbYRE6x1vEXYQAd5FXmOjn6RmN1mQUFLGiq5z_aXRJsgfcT6mV9UuVNHcVYXHsd13FFQma/s1600-h/DSC08948%5B4%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08948" border="0" height="532" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5t0xA8BSRRdmnNbTAHeex0zW8oc4LmLZk8bVa7NHTj86pu7-zMkRmuQAIHCgTV3xOT7xriyNy_bJmN13zI1mP5RwWuCapA1DArabeQ0xHcnwMrbVL81e4Caky3AkrrzAFnwFWs9dVNkfT/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08948" width="354"></a> I couldn’t wait to get started on breakfast! I knew when I saw <a href="http://twitter.com/#!/GinasWWrecipes/status/26745392457">Gina’s tweet</a> yesterday I HAD to make her <a href="http://www.skinnytaste.com/2010/10/pumpkin-spice-pancakes-with-pumpkin.html">pumpkin pancakes</a>! Sadly I didn’t have all the ingredients to make the <a href="http://www.skinnytaste.com/2010/10/pumpkin-butter.html">pumpkin butter</a>, but they were still OUT OF THIS WORLD good! 5 points. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifRRUiGD9mHcjGmbWWcuu0FaiTRZUDJLAP-GL9Lg_ExqDsf9Dig9Qbv8C-vCMaoU_-onDm1S26jm_dpU9xFkeCiNxRV5taSIQnpHwWNAeuKvWJhrzKqW_bbbAb3s_J65BKesNjoBqpQd6d/s1600-h/DSC08950%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08950" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP_FYF-dyEBwwAO3s5lrNzri7BRUu0plWVIk4b5yuaEOJ6PwsDfqDQhAM_OMY9vtT3VJ6C3lh9PhARgWPhyphenhyphenofnp04mcY3TwBFwYp3ybb-zxNmFCHAh9V2vSekbdTkAXvaQOOdtU-1rMbxn/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08950" width="404"></a> I spent a good part of the day doing things around the house, running errands, and cleaning! I was anxious all day ‘cause we had friends coming to visit!! I had some <a href="http://weightloss-stories.blogspot.com/2010/10/comfort-food.html">leftover pizza casserole</a> for lunch in between everything! I had this piece and another small one for a total of 7 points.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjv_OP86hOC__tUh9RR66MZgg6HN2AwHqbac4hefzMW_w4pidibG8AQeLmqZV36F-BVeZN7KDyJ9ujlG7mVganaXrRMjEpKXCOxc8NqL8VQGIUumHsEgLdJR8vJ3KUJZMkXNf1_RReztQJ/s1600-h/DSC08951%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08951" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbJb0KF8Q61eRT3B-WzzJDo0uyICeNXCFck8U7TRe-G3I9dU-0-_bNAch_BedyiCaYK-B0YU_uahcKsC6xZD0BD6QAi14CxnUomNH9wZQLptwMd3VUPVz_ZUTba4va1ttD7w0iAY7Gxzi_/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08951" width="404"></a> My friend <a href="http://weightloss-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/guest-post-2-jenna.html">Jenna</a> finally came!! She was quite excited to meet Hayden!! :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcKkXrwPWTYuNie_kn0My1YNmrGjNu9VkUEJhe7zFWis5Ys_3fLBadTjSOHgb6WX_ENVwmt0yLTy2PrG8t2zuwdJk2DVzLfEZZLofoxC1rw58oIk2_L1BgzvdCzQ8kBot38lIQu1sRNJNK/s1600-h/DSC08954%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08954" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrNsaL2ajyd7d_c1lPosSa3lWp7HM_JHhrpWYI4nVSQ7a1Vql-LLP7opanXjX2wcbY1YwJ_eKhSeR7DYTIpMMOqdR20ouq61quC-FZMf4JRpoWtv_Mo9MjJuVgzl4FJbggwYHgQc10Mmp2/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08954" width="404"></a> Then it was time for supper out with her AWESOME parents! (Hi Betty!!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFSfqECzqDuhDWXSikGXRL8Z5PNbcTmjYikmk4xsDztTyQN-TzCSKNGPCz_v1sOmfQ7PFkPjaDiySV2oypN30NSt5CU2k8rSVb_-vXmmXKU-x9S22dh9T_i3MH92Sn1KJLEW0WF5LIYtFr/s1600-h/DSC08959%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08959" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV06sbt2Hf9szwnEhMllKb9jP4uS_3VbwcEZWa4s4vDoFvlFaXRoqwn3qBb9rhK8rrwJSqRcVfOD8Sy04yKk3mqahR5vzgK_WtqISdgaRam56VBynxvkbAAlniya5HhWTE7H0gac24V3x_/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08959" width="404"></a> Wendi joined us too!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh82_9puFkRsOsPCdiE82is-XYOkA1Q5V0bmo_gS-afLbvqI11Xv8jvXdvEThqPs89VzBsIVgO9FJUMRa4FpXArKL53xC0cyry6T-DhYRhOj_jYb4IYN0-0zB1D3IW49ltOk6tV3xoRW-E_/s1600-h/DSC08961%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08961" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga7ED07BPzT05Iv7Jx826eZoXvKtfj-3GMuoCW-47PnApqJHPiNmyASEWXUFOcriKwirFyUTs_dbIAucAn8APwDbO5qtn_rcilSGsKBW7D9imKnknyfK-dQpdmU_NYRDpyFDxtHBYGVzjB/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08961" width="404"></a> I ordered the grilled chicken sandwich. As always, I decided to forgo half the bun & cheese.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDGRc4FqhGWiM1xT3uyLCuQukP-PMGM6kUlRvPr7hbKZDLis_wzwv08l7jnmTSivq3y0YoLnY9M3SZurZUrOtiSpn-ajAk2zLHoXYT96m4npkEeo8dEi_WqEK-_9ZAEhN035w4POho6OGK/s1600-h/DSC08958%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08958" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggP1Tggc-TzXmW4flZng7hZeHpTaV5mYgVIAvorigWNEzuVH4ZE77b25bsaRHuKZZZXoOKRoSoNFq5A5wC-dpH3Hj60-4uOH8NqG_qbrOz9oyKn-8YnXn1gdOM4yx1ExVk5m_KYEWyzpbu/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08958" width="404"></a> The only vegetables for side options were a baked potato or a side salad, so I went with cottage cheese. I ate about 1/2 of what is pictured for a total of 7 points for supper. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFe5RUiZfXO6KIvK9pKN_GAQmELobE0ZIqzSF5XoSYrdnjpka_f2ITsI4amO1Mb2Moerq1Eem2cmRvWSEt-nh66gI8y-usd8AH2yhH2eCHsxC3r8c6KWqUUIvA6EaHiPWUFQi6lPCEvW4Y/s1600-h/DSC08957%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08957" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIJhyYwBFYVykSRoeFsGTf2WIxtICG8F8zteUy2nWe4IzpO2naNMruBflLi9CRiN952EbHTd9tYOCe9TWJYU9LfqLOekY4FU2lIe514zBmrLhlk4jwexpjQSqYgz06hJlAdpdIYXXDsA6O/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08957" width="404"></a> Hayden was cashed out all through supper!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEighj0MI9cdfIMz5SsajnJnj7fiWjRL2ms4QylWXz5cOfsdk0v_8g9FaXHHOeiM1slJW_3ASZ2p6kEq5wk6Zh3NkzuxjC7qljczRN2Kvcce-gxyEVsao8mPxKE2Ripga9Bu4LUfOxUuC52E/s1600-h/DSC08956%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08956" border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWkKz3wrbnsBuH4SzpFsb4vo0eLXunUVTEa2NeLrUs-oR-2m8dA6TRe6g0zq5G9VSTuv25RZI6JeVepBOBXsBDo_LBr5W9242fDBssedsjSwMS8wqbnXAVEIFdakYXP4-dMO6d2MRj2EaU/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08956" width="304"></a> Mama Wendi & Hayden called it a night and the rest of us were out for a night on the town! We started it out with some pumpkin soft serve ice cream from the Dairette! OMG, this was AMAZING!!! Jenna and I shared a medium cone. I am estimating my half to be 4 points. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSDja6B7pRxJsvlHNhIgeOEBudLwNzXj6Prm2uBKJytD8kVfwGWqcJGcVVQBc9SkNP2yEX-q0T7-rTgZRNWV_vGBl89lucf7EY8qYYO2pPB1tu_fYfLNqmDSyfXLNrT-3iWGbq587So9Y/s1600-h/DSCI4264%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSCI4264" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi5DCnAlK8hqyGF8glFvbPvXM_ShoI8JRlSTpKMrN69D7cprzp9icUomcLseDQN9l7-OcJ0TxorxZ_z_yWC9yeazCHZ55EvcBHENmPndozSpTM6ZRTO8Cfm29DxGr-0vD9B9wu3jujImop/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSCI4264" width="404"></a> Then we met up with Jenna’s BF who was in a wedding all day. Lookin’ snazy Mark! ;) LOVE this couple!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8XjoTe01P2jJRHKR8F7yDIxtnbL7b-PvwTKYtgxydZm1f46JBO4CMA2YerqAUAoU98E8v3sUjc0YEEMa-Mr4f8tXZvQd5hQALqJtEFuUm_n2dFSr6VVzwItXRdE93xtuqkIlhzpt7f-tW/s1600-h/DSCI4265%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSCI4265" border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3w5fkGBbBXHdjr2KnlGgQ9DmdD1wlZyt9QJCxusCBozDsQAZ1u_vW-P8JjrVKUF_1-Xgdf4YvHu0Pw9b2amp78xqsYpf4O07oyf96Uuj-iGZHnmE7D3d-R5uEwOhb3bGJVFAR7dswnKVj/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSCI4265" width="304"></a> Mark was one hungry groomsman! ;)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5CQyBtNODcUFoNY2z8a7QKqETtdLNX26yonbD4CFZz_3-PqBxXlIu0dmCuKyaI-_hMJRbp5tfknVDiVLTVA4u19hCKpWq_hihlRO3qZfm7P3Dz17kqi8Dc9-lXwkfGxkM2e94hWQZDkro/s1600-h/DSC08964%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08964" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgek8ncfAGljjG1osVGz-wwwrCFGQhfvanYmjwGD-YWKSfRVr5xG5RHXKz8x1iyU5CWOpltjE81Z-nWUT9UVd4dSMuYLMkXpqOvzYufcaOJWy6Mb16LoFtugSGmVFrDAksX_AceoTiUezdd/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08964" width="404"></a> We all enjoyed the night catching up with everyone. I did have 1 Select 55 for 1 point.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkJSvAPQ2gilgfqYE9yvL9kgZXq_WkyF2WLJgWfjDzTz42jkEp9NCvdX9WZr4-Vtf2BfJFTvCvPvS_1wPeE7a1aZCex7a_RnlCnKGJTrOSvRoC4THIW8rEoJlNckyXgFpBYzdfNtSONha/s1600-h/DSCI4270%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSCI4270" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzAUocm3Wkjyjbfasj6F1dAKP285Ja5aEMe2E0hrBOuVe_gIdBuxt4pQ5Ge2r74GestpSQswFySnRhqJq1bFvsfJlsxzkuCtGQFrP6kt3pxkC1zsLjPZYUuGvCEP9YjexcryNAR_Jj9-Y1/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSCI4270" width="404"></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBU1egkvUxak-4P_uB7ACNA0xOya06qRCmts2UbBYSl4pVt3XcPVUJ5nGgFkkYB2Ul20Mz5uyrTfIRpuziwW3YFbd1K0KgiMYF6v8hs6VReMqOvOWxuum_e8-NxFWgedEc_b_QrogD57qn/s1600-h/DSCI4274%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSCI4274" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQjcvEAj8zZM_27L8JUhBYnSyAxZYkM0mhyO9OOqCOJfOLU_M2bfwaCT-50rbedhc2z5icmvinf7DCFSrn-O4HQUFR_KsVnBwh11h1K9Fg-FWXez-gGmnzK0fA4cAQ-cesYoBw1lyuYJlC/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSCI4274" width="404"></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5evETlMpYMAKmdG-QTfS1jKxSdro2BLTiVEnA3FBVHwx7SGhd6se7fyecACUDfnOAaG3EejeHnR2rVcgRu0TgHbBxzgp_d4PSS5qIplCOhKMimRPeryeL1C7QNVJjO2bpdBaiX87J_AR/s1600-h/DSCI4271%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSCI4271" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtqpgTLPg47uUfoplgnl5oavORPs1GfICWF0JuKRoQ5WAjBPJQwu_1K0fdBybJAcZvszRF9k3NZP-BfsWpEf0pllAzDsN5hW_VDIauCvxQ41ctZtpVrcWxyIacpRO17tLQOpiYLAHZCaZp/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSCI4271" width="404"></a> Overall it was a fun Saturday, on plan, got my exercise in, cleaning, and good times w/friends!! SATURDAY’S STATS POINTS = 24/23 WEEKLY ALLOWANCE POINTS = 1 used/34 remaining ACTIVITY POINTS EARNED = 5 today/6 week H2O = 160 oz EXERCISE = 3.6 mi run That’s all for now! Off to celebrate my Grandma’s birthday…on 10.10.10!!

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I thoroughly enjoyed waking up on my own this morning…hooray for no alarm clock Saturday! I didn’t sleep in though, I was up and going before 8am! I started my day out with a morning run! It was a challenge, but I pushed through and finished 3.6 mil…

Planning de la semaine du 11 au 15 octobre 2010

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<h2>Permanences </h2><ul> <li>Le Conseil Général du Loiret sera présent dans les locaux de la Maison de l'Emploi du bassin d'Orléans - le lundi 11 octobre de 9h à 12h30, - le mardi 12 octobre de 9h à 12h30 et de 13h30 à 17h, - le mercredi 13 octobre de 13h30 à 17h, - le jeudi 14 octobre de 13h30 à 17h, - le vendredi 15 octobre de 13h30 à 17h. <li><a href="http://news-these-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/egee-nouveau-partenaire-la-maison-de.html">EGEE</a> - lundi 11 octobre de 13h30 à 17h (sur rendez-vous) <li><a href="http://news-these-days.blogspot.com/2007/11/boutique-de-gestion.html">Boutique de Gestion</a> - vendredi 15 octobre de 09h à 12h30 (sur rendez-vous)</ul> <h2>Ateliers </h2> <ul><li>CV - mardi 12 octobre de 9h à 12h30 et mercredi 13 octobre de 13h30 à 17h <li>Lettre de Motivation - mardi 12 octobre de 13h30 à 17h <li>Pôle-emploi.fr - vendredi 15 octobre de 10h à 11h30 <li><a href="http://news-these-days.blogspot.com/2009/07/atelier-situtilises-tu-trouves.html">Sit'Utilises tu trouves</a> - vendredi 15 octobre de 14h à 16h</ul> <h2>Information collective </h2> <ul><li>RSA - Conseil Général - mardi 12 octobre à 10h</ul> <h2>Visite d'entreprise </h2> <ul><li>Visite de l'entreprise <a href="http://news-these-days.blogspot.com/2010/09/souvrir-les-portes-des-metiers-du.html"><a href="http://news-these-days.blogspot.com/2010/10/souvrir-les-portes-des-metiers-du.html">Eiffage TP</a></a> - mercredi 13 octobre à 14h</ul>

Planning de la semaine du 11 au 15 octobre 2010

PermanencesLe Conseil Général du Loiret sera présent dans les locaux de la Maison de l'Emploi du bassin d'Orléans- le lundi 11 octobre de 9h à 12h30,- le mardi 12 octobre de 9h à 12h30 et de 13h30 à 17h,- le mercredi 13 octobre de 13h30 à 17h,- le je…

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