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One Year, 100 Pounds
February Starting Weight: 295 poundsDecember Goal Weight: 195 poundsWeight to Lose: 100 poundsGoal Rate of Loss: 8-10 pounds per monthTime to lose weight: 12 months Once more, with feeling. This year, I’m fully committed to losing at least 100 pounds. I say “this year” because I said the same thing this time last year. So…
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Less Leslie: One Year, 100 Pounds
February Starting Weight: 295 poundsDecember Goal Weight: 195 poundsWeight to Lose: 100 poundsGoal Rate of Loss: 8-10 pounds per monthTime to lose weight: 12 months Once more, with feeling. This year, I’m fully committed to losing at least 100 pounds. I say “this year” because I said the same thing this time last year. So…
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Finding My Fitness Plan
I went to my branch office to check out some diet books and ended up in the land of Oz. My “branch office” is, alternatively, Borders or Barnes & Noble, depending on my mood. Last Wednesday, I was after some diet guidance because that was also the first “official” day of my weight-loss quest. I’d…
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Attack of the Creole Pork Roast
Yesterday was the first time since Saturday I had a decent workout, for all manner of reasons: Pulling an all-nighter (dumb, dumb, dumb); hubby using my car while his was in the shop, etc. I’d started my weight-loss program exactly one week ago, and felt like I was already blowing it.<!—[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]—><!—[endif]—> So I was…
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After Size 14, It’s Not a Secret Anymore
I did about 45 minutes’ worth of aerobics yesterday, in the form of mall walking. It’ the perfect exercise in the perfect environment. I can literally shop until I drop. Once while living in the D.C. area, I spent an entire day shopping at Potomac Mills outlet mall. Speaking of which … I need to…
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Like Grapefruit for Chocolate
I received a cup of pink grapefruit for Valentine’s Day from the hubby, and it was probably one of the most thoughtful gifts I’ve ever received. Roses, candy – those don’t require much thought. Don’t get me wrong: I loves me some roses, but I’m also a big fan of chocolate, emphasis on “big.” It…
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Have You Ever Been Too Fat to Fly?
Despite my weight, I’ve always been able to buckle in without a belt extender. However, when my daughter and I flew to Orlando last spring – I believe I was around 265 back then – I was grateful I sat next to her, because I immediately raised the armrest between us. You might know what…
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My Doctor Checks What's In My Blood. In a Sense, So Does My Therapist.
I spent three hours yesterday getting poked, prodded, stabbed and analyzed, all in the name of good health, by a pair of docs. (Paradox?) I had my annual physical with Dr. Bean, and that includes a full blood exam. My blood pressure was 124/78, and I understand that’s not bad. (I choose not to learn…
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Which Would You Rather?
I took this photo this morning, just to give you an idea of what it’s like to be the only one in the house counting calories. On the left, half of a “mini” chocolate crème cake at 210 calories and 11 grams of fat per serving; on the left, my breakfast: two packets of raisin,…
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‘Don’t mean to be rude, but I didn’t ask for your advice’
There’s really no polite way of saying that, is there? No, I don’t already know what I need. I just think people assume I’m clueless. And apparently quite approachable. No matter where I go, total strangers come up to me and strike up a conversation. Now, I know that’s also a Southern thing, but honestly,…

