Day two, what's new with you?

200 lbs.  It looks like I ATE Santa!

    Here we are at day 2.  So far so good.  I am going to set up this story I am about to tell with a little bit of back story.
BACK STORY:  I was always on the thin side growing up.  "Skinny Minnie" "Bean Pole", you know, the normal stuff kids who are lanky get called.  I stayed pretty thin in my teens. All up until I turned 23, got some gnar gnar news about some family shiza, and discovered that drinking may or may not be cheaper than therapy.  I went from 120lbs to the ever so unattractive 200lbs that I toted around for about 6 years.  Gross right?  It was all sadness and depression weight.  I sobered up, found Roller Derby, plotted all the food I was shoveling into my face on a website called theDailyPlate.com, and got serious about trying get healthy.

Say hello to my favorite self!

  Roller Derby was a blast!  It really melted away the weight, it was fun, and I looked forward to it every week.  Let me just say right now that I am not a fan of the GYM.  Or anything that makes me sweat, really.  So this sport seems to be made just for me.  I did it for about 5 years then I got seriously injured at a game.  Didn't realize I was seriously injured, and went too long before seeing a doctor.  Shattered rib. AND....it never healed right. So I was given the choice of surgery so I can play derby again, or no contact sports and no surgery.  Duh, no surgery.  However I still ate like I was doing derby.

  Cut to 1 year ago.  I get what at the time I considered to be my dream job.  However I was over-worked and under paid.  That really wasn't a major concern.  I was happy to have A job.  The overworked part, however, kept me from being physical.  So the awesome 140lbs I was at, over the course of a year, turned into 165lbs.  On me, it looks pretty, well, hefty.

REAL STORY:   Ok here is the start of the real story I was going to tell.  I, the perpetual tomboy, have been wearing A LOT dresses to work.  No, I have not discovered my inner femininity.  My ass has spread out further than my work slacks will contain.  So there it is.  I have slowly snacked and munched my way out of pants.  This is not being taken lightly.  I only own so many dresses!  So back to The Daily Plate to count my calories.  Here is the kicker, for being sedentary (I hate that would, it makes me sound like a tectonic plate), I am only allowed to take in 1075 calories a day. A DAY FOLKS.  That's what I was eating in a sitting.  WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!?!?!?  Well, it says if I do a physical activity, I can burn off calories, thus giving me "free" ones to consume during the day!  Hells yes!  I am in!  Wait.  I don't like to sweat. UGH!

    I have taken my good and trusty Wii (or the Netflix box as it was formally dubbed), dusted off the balance board, and got my (ever expanding) butt in gear with Wii Fit.  It has been exactly 5 days.  I do exactly 30 minutes worth on the Wii.  I maintain my allotted calorie intake.  I have lost 2 lbs as of today.

  WHAT?!?!?!  Yeah, you heard me.  2 lbs.  Watch out, I am going to back in those slacks just in time for the blazing summer heat of August.  Yeah, buddy!  This is what I have been obsessing about all week.  Pretty vain and shallow, huh?  Doesn't matter, I am still excited!