Bernice

Alien dog will control your mind!

On Friday we found out Bernice had congestive heart failure. The vet said she was in pain and the end was inevitable. We had to do what was best for her.

Man, I miss her.

Enjoying outside

His baby

Zip, Zero, Nada

My decent loss of 4.5 pounds last week is followed up by a loss of zero.

Yup, zero.

I confess I am lazy. I hate exercise. The question is: what do I hate more- exercise or hauling all this fat around?

Time- Never Enough

Start weight: 317
Last Sunday's weigh in: 280
Total lost: 37 pounds


I thought I would have more time when tax season ended. Didn't really work out that way.

I had so much schoolwork that needs catching up on, it isn't funny. Schoolwork? Yup, I'm 42 and in college. Very long story short- worked same job for 13 years, worked my way up, got laid off. Turned out job I was doing (staff accountant) most employers want a degree. The economy was shit so my husband & I decided I would go to college. I got a job in a small accounting office. The classes I am in now end May 20 (I think). I just registered for my last three classes. They start June 1 and end August 25. Then I will be a bonafide accountant. (I can't say bonafide without thinking of "Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?" Bonus points if you know the line that comes after it.)

Then Bernice was not herself. Bernice is our Boxer mix. We got her from a rescue last April Fool's Day. She's around ten years old and had heart worm when we got her. My husband's father bred Boxers when my husband was a kid.  Kenny's (the husband) dad died when he was twelve. He has always wanted a dog but I am allergic. Last March a woman I went to high school with posted a picture of the most pathetically cute Boxer face on Facebook. She works with the rescue and they were looking for a new home for Bernice. It was serendipity. The cancer treatments had been taking a toll on him. When he saw the picture on Facebook he cracked the first smile I'd seen in a while. Anyway... Bernice has been with us for a little over a year now. Last weekend she wasn't herself- not eating, not wanting to walk much, no playing (or as my four year old calls it-jumbling). Her coat was getting thinner. Another long story short- vet visit, blood work- her thyroid levels are low. So glad it was something easily treatable.

So that's why I haven't been here.  Aren't you glad to know all this?

I weighed myself this morning. I weigh myself every morning- is this bad? I don't do it in an obsessive way, more like in an let's be on top of things way. This morning the scale was exactly the same as it was Sunday. Usually by this time in the week I am down 1.5 pounds or so. I'm hoping it is a combo of the salty ham last night and period time. I don't actually get a period, I had an ablation 1.5 years ago, so I don't keep track of when it is supposed to be here.

I have to get back to the homework now so I can be a bonafide accountant.

Tax Season- DONE

Tax season is over!

Now I have a crapton of sales tax quarterlies due by Friday, two exams tomorrow, and a backlog of general bookkeeping stuff that got shunted aside. No big deal on the bookkeeping, it will just keep me "normal" busy instead of "insane" busy.

At the end of business Friday, things will be back to normal. Or as normal as it gets around here anyway.

Time to step up the weight loss by getting in some exercise. The goal is minimum 30 minutes on the bike every day. I also want to check out some of the stuff you guys have been posting about exercise. I've bookmarked a bunch of home exercise that Norma, Susie, and others I can't think of right now have posted on their blogs.

Allan has challenged us to eat 1200 calories and drink 171 oz of fluid from Wed to Sun. I already had a plan for today that was around 1250 and I just stuck with that plan. I've been drinking between 160 & 170 oz for a while now so no big deal there.

Seven weeks into the challenge and I am down 32.5 pounds. There are eight weeks left and I would like to lose another 30 pounds.

Little one is calling me so I better cut this short.

Procrastination

I should be doing homework or at least getting some sleep. But instead here I am playing with the blog.

Oh well, at least I didn't eat a pint of ice cream.'

Back to the grind.

30!

Sunday was six weeks into the Allan Challenge. Thirty pounds down!

Only have a few minutes so, real quick:

• Easter- totally within my calories: one peanut butter egg, 3 mini cream puffs, potatoes and bread.
• My body did not like that and I visited the toilet many times. Ok, I shit my brains out.
• It was kind of nice knowing my body wasn't happy with the input.
• Tax season is on my last nerve.
• Have one more week (the season runs to 17th this year since 15th is Sunday).
• I also have midterms next week.
• So not ready for them.
• Very behind on my class work.
• The top of my right foot has been hurting badly the last two days. It hurts like I dropped something heavy on it, only I didn't. Weird.
• Have to find time for blood work to check my thyroid levels.
• Some day I'll tell you my thyroid story.
• Today is not that day.
• Suffice it to say my thyroid doesn't work any more.
• Haven't commented on many blogs lately, I've been reading one here, one there but haven't commented.
• You are all doing great.
• Except for the ones who aren't.
• And those Trainwrecks! Holy hell, why do I read them? 
• That's it, gotta boogie.

Three More Down

Yesterday's weigh in- 290
I am now down 27 pounds!

I have to step it up though- SusieA is kicking my ass and I cannot have that!

My dad lent me his old exercise bike. It's this model but about 16 years old.

It's pretty cool, the big fan wheel produces a great breeze. I better get my fat ass on that thing.

Only 2 more weeks until tax season is over and midterm week begins. After that I should have more time for my life.