Breakfast, lunch: Diet Coke
Jack in the box dinner:
Meat lover's breakfast burrito 750 (790 but I left some behind)
2 hash browns 380
Ketchup 50 (1020)
Chocolate cake 300 (1480)
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Flourless Peanut Butter Mug Cake |
at 127. Not what I'd hoped, but maintaining is good.
Maintaining is good.
Maintaining is good.
Maintaining is good.
My job and my show are more important than my weight this month.
In inches.
Neck 14.5, 12.75
Chest (under arms) 38.5, 32.25
Bust 41, 33.5
Ribcage 36.75, 30
Waist 37, 28.5
Belly (fullest part of pooch) 44.5, 33
Pantswaist 42.5, 33.5
Hips 46.25, 37
Under hips 45, 36
Thigh at hip 28.75, 21.75
Thigh at fullest (that inner upper thigh bump) 27, 23
Mid-thigh (at dip) 22, 18
Knee (fullest) 17.5, 14
Under knee 15.75, 13
Calf 16, 14.25
Ankle 8.75, 7.5
Arm (at base) 15.5, 11.5
Bicep 13.5, 10.75
Arm above elbow 11.25, 8.75
Forearm 11, 9
Wrist 6 1/8, 5 2/8
Base of index finger 6.8 cm, 6 cm.
Yes, I am sick in the head. I know. But another half inch and I will have lost an entire foot from the biggest part of my belly. That is astonishing to me.
Kitty, I know that it is very unlikely I will get below 121 in a healthy manner. My primary thought through most of the weight loss has been "Whatever you do, don't gain it back. No. Matter. What." Part of me would like to make not-gaining my focus. Part of me wants to see how low I can go. I have been dealing with disordered eating in some form or another for 17 years, but my excuse for not addressing it for the last 10 has been that I didn't want to get help until I had lost the weight, in case "recovery" would slow it down. Now, as a person who is objectively no longer enormous, that excuse has expired but I don't know what to do instead. I am utterly lost.
Bedtime weight was 130.0... Morning weight after puking my guts out involuntarily, 127.4.
The past two days I have eaten plenty (comparatively) and drunk a lot, mostly tea and water. Yesterday's evening weight 128.8, Today's morning weight 127.2.
I think I have settled at 127 for now. We've just had our last rehearsal before spring break. Part of me wants to see if I can lose a noticeable amount of weight before my next rehearsal in a week and a half. The other part of me wants to stop stripping and weighing every effing time I'm in the bathroom.
Morning 127.2
"If I don't eat tonight at work I could probably take off another half-" no No NO.
I have often said I don't really feel like I'm steering this ship. But I'm at least trying to keep it off the rocks.
Morning: 127.4
Bedtime: 128.2
Cottage cheese with chow mein noodles remains my go-to safe meal. Peanut butter is still on the list but I don't need that many calories right now.
I ate a whole box of Tagalongs yesterday. Peanut butter on cookies, dipped in chocolate. Mmm.
Today has been a handful of peanut butter chocolate "sweet & salty" nut mix, 3 mushroom & swiss single cheeseburgers smooshed into one bun, and cottage cheese with noodles.
Once again, Tempest's highly balanced food pyramid brought to you by EDNOS.
Tonight was rehearsal, which started what will be a week solid of either rehearsal or work every night. I think it will be a good thing. That it will keep me busy and get me out of my head more.
I drank myself silly: 2 L Diet Coke (murder on my stomach. Why, tummy, why?), 1 L iced tea, 1/2 L water between 10 am and 5 pm. I needed a weight that couldn't possibly be dehydration.
My sleep is a hot mess. I can't seem to sleep more than 4 hours at a time. But at some point I fell asleep and I slept for a while. Wake-up weight: 127 exactly. I am pleased.
But I need to stop weighing every time I blink.
After set-build day 127.6.
Slept for a few hours, recheck 126.2, woke up very, very thirsty.
I'll go with 127 for the official March weight.
I ate a proper breakfast before set building because set construction is very physical. I grazed a bit at lunchtime, then went home and fell asleep in the evening.
I had a big bowl of cottage cheese with chow mein noodles when I got up. I MUST fuel better or I will crash soon trying to keep this up. The way to maintain, for me, is always, always to get smart and eat more before my body decides it's starving and sends me on a binge rampage.
Year In Review:
January 1: 134
February 1: 132
March 1: 127
The weird thing is, I'm not really sure when I started losing real weight again. At the new year, I wasn't completely confident that the 134 was real loss. At this point I'm sure my real weight (not just "I'm dehydrated and my belly has been empty for 2 days" weight) is not more than 130.
I'm noticing subtle changes in my body. I feel my ribs more easily. You can see my xiphoid process (the top of your breastbone that sticks down a little below your ribcage) when I stretch my arms over my head. My tummy fluff is the slightest bit less fluffy, which unfortunately makes the loose skin more baggy.
My collarbones are more prominent than they have ever been, I think. I wonder if it's related to the loose skin somehow?? I was doing my hair in the 3-way mirror a few days ago and saw that if you are looking over my shoulder from behind my collarbone makes a visible arc sticking out from the line between my neck and shoulder. It is a strange sight.