Ok, so I realize I am late in posting but I have a really good reason... I was pissed off on Saturday. Oh yeah, and I was pissed off on Sunday too. Here's the problem: I received my GoWear Fit and I loved it. Yep, I lovingly strapped it to my flabby arm everyday, lovingly checked it throughout the day, and lovingly hooked it up to the computer every night. I tried to listen to every bit of advice it gave me. I was working the lifestyle change (working it like I was gonna get a paycheck or something). I exercised EVERY day. Not your normal exercise, I'm talking Zumba, Kickboxing, step aerobics, jogging, etc... exercising till my muscles literally seized up. I was also watching my calorie intake like a hawk. I clamped my lips shut and only allowed myself to consume approx. 1400-1800 calories. I logged everything on the Go Wear Fit site and grinned every night when it assured me I was on a "weight loss trend". Well, I weighed on Saturday and I have 5 words for my supposed "weight loss trend": liar. liar. pants. on. fire. I was in total shock when the wii fit showed no change in my weight (and then had the nerve to chirp "thats obese" when I was already on the edge). I was so confident that it could not be true that I actually thought my wii fit may be broke (unfortunately my regular scale assured me this was not true). I was in a word: "steamed".
Needless to say, I was not a very pleasant person to be around this weekend. I could not figure out what went wrong. So I did what I always do when I am confused and feeling ignorant... I researched. I looked all over the internet for over 4 hours to see what could have gone wrong. When I googled "dieting but not losing" and "exercising hard but not losing" the same thing kept popping up: starvation mode. Apparently, if you are exercising a lot but not consuming enough calories, then your body kinda kicks into self preservation mode and tries to hold on to stored body fat. It assumes since you are not eating enough that you are "starving" and therefore tries to help you out. A crock of crap if you ask me. Anyone who still has to shop in the plus size section does not need this kind of help. If your own body does not realize the size of your own butt then where the hell do you go from there?
Now I don't know what to do. The Go Wear fit kept telling me to eat 2200 calories a day based on the information I plugged in but I had just ignored it. I mean, who has ever heard of a diet where you consume 2200 calories? Seriously? I then went to about 10 different websites to see how many calories I should be eating. The results ranged from 1845 to 3100 calories with the majority falling between 2000-2500 calories. I am torn. My sister (the chubby artist chubby sister) says to eat more to lose. My husband (king of the starvation diet) says to keep doing what I am doing and it eventually will start working. Most websites warned about this starvation mode and suggest eating more, weight watchers says to eat more, but a few sites said this starvation mode is just a myth. Crap. Crap. Crap.

I know what I need right about now. Inspiration. You may remember in one of my earlier post the skinny jeans I dream about one day wearing while I am munching on carrot sticks and kicking my 100 pound leg up in kickboxing class. Well after this "setback" I decided to focus on my other article of dream attire: the little back dress. I decide to surf the internet to find the perfect dress I would want when I reach my goal. I found this dress and I instantly felt better (well that was until I saw the price tag but hey, you can't really put a price tag on a fantasy anyway can you?). I want to be able to wear such fabulous things and that is why I will never give up. I WILL figure out and conquer this weight loss thing. I will wear a slinky black dress in a little size. I will have fabulous, faded jeans in a skinny size stacked in my closet. It will happen. I know it will. Regardless of gender or age, I think everyone should have that outfit they dream about. Be it a muscle shirt, tank top or a bikini. Mine just happens to be kick ass jeans and a slammin dress. Figure yours out and use it. Especially when you are sweating like a pig, eating that umpteenth salad, or standing on a scale that screams "thats obese" in your face. Find your happy place.

One last paragraph (because I have a bit of good news to share and because you must see the back of the dress since it is as fabulous as the front). The reason I was able to get out of my self-destructive rage spiral and post tonight was because I snuck and weighed this morning (something I never do) and I was down a pound since Saturday. I am not going to post it under my stats since I technically "cheated" but I was relieved to see that pound and hope it doesn't disappear before next Saturday. The other bit of good news is I seem to be suffering from "Baggy Britches Syndrome". The other day at work I was walking around (actually doing my job) and I kept having to hike up my jeans. It didn't occur to me (until about the 100th time that I had hiked them up) that they shouldn't be slipping so much. I also realized that there was one pair of jeans I no longer like wearing because they now hang so low (and believe me when I say that a baggy crotch is not attractive on anyone, regardless of how thin you are). This is a good feeling. Also some people have started to notice my weight loss and have commented too. So I guess all this effort is not for nothing. *Sigh* One last whine (I promise): I have the willpower and I have the drive. I am committed. I just need to know what to do. I just wish someone would tell me exactly what to eat so that I could lose 1-2 pounds per week consistently. I don't like figuring it out. I don't have the patience to play the guessing game and I feel like hanging myself with string cheese every time I stay the same. Chant with me (before I drown my woes in Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia): "skinny jeans, little black dress, hipbones and only one chin...."
Fantasy Dress is sold at Nordstrom. Dress photos and information regarding purchase can be obtained
hereHowever, don't bother going there if you are chubby like me (dress is only sold in sizes 0-10) or broke like me (dress cost $425.00). Apparently Nordstrom does not cater to thick thighed, jiggly booty girls with only $26.00 in their purse (yes, that includes change).