Well, I lost 7 lbs. the first month. I'll take it! I was actually a little excited and a lot relieved by that yesterday. I lost 9 lbs. the very 1st week and I thought that this was going to be a breeze. Then it got harder and I went into a little bit of a funk, but I still stuck with it. I have a busy lifestyle, so it's not easy to get to the gym as often as I would like to. I'm eating good and never stopped doing that, but I'm experimenting with my insulin intakes and that was making it much harder to lose the weight. I was really worried that this 1st month's weigh-in would be a huge disappointment, so I was pleasantly surprised and happy with the 7 lb. loss. I'm moving forward with the hopes that it will all just come together and my weight loss will surprise me as I go!

After a day of recovery from a weekend of being stupid and probably blowing all of the good stuff that I've done for over a month, I'm right back at the strict diet and workout routine today and this week. Our 1st big weigh-in is Saturday. This contest is only 6 months. Can't do what I did this past Friday and Saturday again. Gotta lose the weight! Next Sunday's blog will, hopefully, be a GREAT one!

     The last few weeks I blogged on Saturday, but I was so angry yesterday that I needed to wait until today to blog. I may not have been able to hold back obscenities yesterday. After week 1, I lost 9 lbs. After week 2, I gained a lb. This week, after having incredible sugar scores all week, feeling healthier than ever, avoiding unhealthy foods, eating the same exact healthy foods that I did the 1st two weeks, and working out more often and harder than I did the 1st two weeks, I gained 4 lbs. For the 1st hour after my weekly weigh-in at Weight Watchers (who's plan I'm not actually following currently, because I'm in the process of getting my diabetes and insulin unit amounts in order by counting carbs and calories), I spewed a bunch of crap like "Why bother?" "Why am I torturing myself for this?" "This isn't fun! At least I was living when I was eating whatever I wanted!"

     Once I calmed down, I realized some things:

#1 This contest is 6 months long and we're in the 3rd week of trying to change my life forever.

#2 Health-wise, I feel better than I have in years.

#3 Not being miserable after every meal has been kind of nice.

#4 When you are 42-years-old, it's harder and it's going to take some tweaking to figure things out.

#5 I'm dealing with two different nutritionalists and an endocrinologist who I can e-mail or call any time, so use them!

#6 I've been eating about 2400 calories per day and 75-100 carbs per meal (which isn't horrible for a person my size with such severe health issues), when, according to my Cleveland Clinic nutritionist, I should be eating closer to 1900 calories per day and 60-75 carbs per meal. This will help!

#7 Insulin injections put weight on. Better sugar scores mean less insulin.

     A couple of angry days this week and a couple of bad weigh-ins isn't going to stop me. Starting today, I'll be upping my workouts to 5 days per week and I'll be cutting out between meal snacks (unless my sugars are dropping too low). More than anything, though, I will be strictly sticking to no more than 1900 calories per day and no more than 75 carbs per meal.

     Here's to making already busy weeks busier and actually losing weight along with doing everything else right!

See you next week....

Good morning. I was up at 5:30am this morning, on a Saturday. I went and worked out hard, came home to shower, and headed to Weight Watchers to weigh-in. I knew that I wouldn't put up a 9 lb. loss like I did the 1st week, but I didn't expect a 1 lb. gain. I know that the problem is that I didn't, once, feel hungry this past week. I'm not eating bad foods. I have felt better than I have in long time, diabetes-wise. In between meals, I'm snacking on healthy stuff like apples, yogurt, and cottage cheese, but too much of anything isn't going to help me lose weight, so it's time to tweak. Also, this morning's workout was the only one this week. Time to get my butt moving. A busy life is not a good excuse. I've used that for way too long! See you next week!