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A week of what I eat – Day 2

As I said yesterday, I’m a creature of habit and every day starts the same way.  The difference is, on Saturday I can’t eat at my desk at the office, so I have to eat breakfast before I leave for Weight Watchers work.

The oatmeal is the same as yesterday, for a total of 7pts, and the cup of tea is 0.


One thing that differs about Saturday, from every other day of the week, meaning I make my weekly stop at Serious Coffee, for my weekly coffee treat, a 6pts+ Mocha.  Yummy!






This afternoon, N & I went out checking out some Open Houses in the Colwood/Langford area to see if we could afford to leave the lake and move closer to civilization. Turns out the answer is no.   Before leaving though, I ate the salad that was left over from last night, but added some mandarine orange segments, and some chicken breast.  The salad was a total of 2pts+. 1pt for the feta, and 1pt for the chicken.  It wasn’t until after I made the salad, that I realized I had no salad dressing in the house!



One of out outings today was to Costco, and it is really hard to resist a Costco Hot Dog!  I had a hard time tracking this one, since the Weight Watchers iThing app lists hotdogs as anywhere from 5-10 points. I found one listed as “fastfood hotdog” and tracked that. It was 7pts+.  The onions & Ketchup were 0.





The rest of the afternoon seemed to fly by. I’m not sure where it went, but suddenly it was dinner time.  Tonight was steak again. I don’t normally eat this much steak,  but N picked up a bulk pack of steak today, and it was the only thing not frozen.  No starch with dinner tonight, because I forgot the potatoes at my house on my way here tonight.   There was a little bit of canola oil involved in the cooking of the onions, so that cost me 1pt. The steak was a little smaller than last night, but I still tracked it at 5pts.


Here is the thing, sometimes it is hard to estimate the points values of what you are eating when you don’t have the ability to weigh and measure at the time you are eating. So, I am curious to know how you would have tracked some of these things today.

Let me know what think!






After posting last’s day of food, I got a craving for a sweet treat, so I made myself a hot chocolate.  It is 3pts+, according to the nutrition data.  The light cool whip added another 1pt+, for a total of 4pts+.

A week of what I eat – Day 1

Everyday starts with a cup of tea.  This being day one of my quest to write a blog post, I actually forgot to take a photograph of my first cup of tea this morning in my special mug at N’s house.  I am sure you will see my mug soon enough though!

This would be the drive to work cup of tea.(0pts+ each)





Ah, breakfast. It’s the same thing every day. What can I say, I’m a creature of habit! Maple & Brown Sugar Oatmeal (3pts+), 1tbs Genisoy brand protien powder (3pts+), 2tbs Wheat Bran (1pts+), 1tbs ground flax (0pts+). That makes a filling breakfast that lasts me a good few hours, for a total of 7pts+.



My morning ‘work coffee’.  1/2 cup of 1% chocolate milk (2pts+), 2tbs Light Vanilla coffee cream (2pts+) and then I just top it up with coffee. It’s my home made morning mocha, for a total of 4pts+.




Shockingly enough, 11am was banana o’clock.  With my Vitamin D + Calcium that I’ve been taking since the Doctors suspected I may have a stress fracture in my foot. Apparently I need to make my bones stronger!




Lunch out at Cactus Club with a friend. I normally go for the Caesar Salad, but today I wanted something with lower points.  The greens & strawberries of course are a lovely 0pts+. The egg was 2pts+. Chicken Breast for 3pts+. I estimated a tablespoon of feta, for 1pt, then I tracked 1pt for the microscopic amount of vinaigrette I picked up dipping my fork in the dressing.  That makes a lovely lunch out, with great company, for 7pts.


Somehow, the afternoon passed without me stopping for a snack, but a day is never complete without an ice cold can of Coke Zero.






Lately I’ve been noticing a serious shortage of red meat in my diet, so I decided to stop and pick myself up a steak for dinner.  4oz (cooked) sirloin steak, 5pts+. The red onions were cooked with water & a little cooking spray. 1/2 Large baked potato, 2pts. 1 1/2 tbs nonfat greek yogurt, 0pts. Chives, 0pts. 1tbs real bacon bits, 1pt.

The salad consists of Lettuce, Carrots, Red Onions & Strawberries for 0pts and 15g of light feta cheese for 1pt.  I didn’t eat the salad though. The steak & potato were filling enough, so it’s going in the fridge for lunch tomorrow!


I have noticed that there isn’t a single ounce of water in any of these pictures. Although, I must admit that lately, with the lack of summer, my choice fluid has been tea.  That being said, I think it’s time to fill up the water bottle and get myself hydrated!

And I gave in to the need for the fruit salad! And it was delicious. All the fruit = 0pts+. And then the light coolwhip is 1pts+.


The impact of a few simple words…

I woke up this morning to the upbeat calypso song that is my Blackberry alarm clock.

As I fumbled to shut it off and hit snooze for 5 minutes, I saw on the screen that I had a Facebook notification.  I’m not quite sure how, but in my half asleep state I managed to open it up, and start reading.

What I found was the following amazing message from an old friend:

“Just have to take a moment again and let you know how freakin’ inspirational you are!
You’ve done so well Kirsty. And I’m so proud that you post all your successes!!
I want to tell you this everytime we pass each other but I never get the chance. It’s like I am star struck by your success and words are torn from my mouth!!
I am so proud of you! Keep chasing whatever has captivated you to chase your dreams, because it has done you well.”

I can’t tell you how perfect the timing was on this message. 2011 hasn’t had the best start for me, but that’s a topic for another post.

Sometimes, I find that, since I have been at my goal weight & active for so long, people aren’t as excited or supportive as they were when all this was new.  It is a rare occassion that I see/meet someone who knew the old me, so I don’t get that “WOW, you’ve lost so much weight, you look amazing” very often anymore. I have to admit, I’ve been missing it.

You don’t realize at the time, when you just starting this whole process, how much people’s words can motivate you!  When we are on our journey and someone says “You look great”, more often than not, the first words out of out mouths are “But I’ve got so far to go!”.

For those of you who are still on your weight loss journey, I want you to stop and thank those people when they acknowledge your progress! You will miss it when it stops!

For the rest of us, those who have lost the weight, and even those who never had the weight to lose at all, this is what I want you to do; I want you to take some time over this weekend and tell someone how they inspire you.  Pick up the phone & call them, or write them a heartfelt email.

I’m about to do just that. I’m going to write a letter to my WeightWatchers leader and thank her for her support along my journey. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t be where I am today!

You can not cross the finish line, unless you start.

Every journey has a starting point.

There is a place & time where you take that first step.

I took my first step on January 2nd, 2007.

That was the day I walked in to my first WeightWatchers meeting (this time around).

I say this time around, because this was my second time joining.  I had once joined back in 2005, and had some real success. But life got in the way, and I put it all back on.

I remember walking in to that meeting for the first time, like it was yesterday.  It had taken me months to muster up the courage, but I finally picked a date and decided that was the day I was going to join.  It didn’t even dawn on me that ‘everyone’ would be joining at the same time!   I had chosen January 2nd because I knew it was time to make a change, but with having Thanksgiving in October, my Birthday in November & Christmas in December, I decided that I would join on my first day back to work after Christmas vacation.

That meant January 2nd was the day.

It didn’t even cross my mind that this was “New Years Resolution” time. I had made a resolution years ago to stop making resolutions. All I knew was that this was the right time for me.

The only thing was, that year, I got sick over Christmas and was unable to go to work that day, and therefore unable to attend the lunch hour meeting around the corner from my office.  But, I had made up my mind. January 2nd was the day I was joining WeightWatchers. So, even though it took me ALL DAY, I got showered & dressed, and drove across town to the 5:30pm meeting.

I walked in there, embarrassed & ashamed that I was here again. Feeling like a failure after having put back on all the weight. I was wearing my old “fat jeans” which had once again become my everyday jeans.  I was sure everyone was judging me and secretly laughing at me.

When I walked through those doors, I got the warmest welcome. It was like being greeted by old friends that hadn’t seen you in years.  That could have been because the staff working that meeting were the same staff that work the meeting I had intended to sign up at, the same meeting I had attended 18 months earlier.

I really hope that this week, when I am working my WeightWatchers meetings, I can give the new members walking in to my meeting room the same sense of comfort that Charlotte & Carol gave me 4 years ago.

I can’t tell you how much that one decision has changed my life.  I can simply tell you that I wouldn’t be the strong, confident, fit woman I am today, if I hadn’t made that decision to walk in to that meeting room 4 years ago.

I wear a ring on my right hand that says “The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step”.  For me, that one step was joining WeightWatchers.

Whatever that step is for you, I wholeheartedly encourage you to take it, and start a new & exciting journey.

It maybe hard work at time, but it will be worth it in the end!



The Miracle is not that I finished. The Miracle is that I had the courage to start.

When I decided to write this guest post for Mary’s blog , I thought it would be easy… but I guess I didn’t remember how long this story really was!

I should probably start by introducing myself. My name is Kirsty, and I’m a food-a-holic!

This is what I used to look like:

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been inactive and over weight. It wasn’t so bad when I was a teenager, but in my early 20’s, the pounds just started to come on. I can look back now and blame it on so many things; lack of activity, and unhappy relationship, a dependence on food from the drive thru and emotional eating to name a few. The thing is, the past is the past and there’s no point in dwelling on what I could have done. Instead, I’m here to tell you about what I did.

So what did I do??

Well, it wouldn’t be my complete story if I didn’t tell you that one of the first steps I took towards my weight loss was having a breast reduction. I was well over 200lbs, and I had massive boobs. I wore a 40DDD bra before the surgery. The pain of carrying those suckers around was unbelievable. I had constant headaches and back pain. I can’t even begin to tell you the relief that came after the surgery, and the joy that came with being able to buy bras in a regular store.

Now my breast reduction story isn’t perfect, there was complications, and the full journey from surgery to physical recovery took almost 2 years. The emotional recovery took longer and I actually put on some more weight after the surgeries.

Eventually, I got to a point where I looked around and took stock of my life. I looked at the people in my life, what I was doing with my life, and what I wanted from my life and what I realized was, I wanted more. I wanted more than to be overweight and riddled with health problems like the rest of my family members. I wanted more than daily insulin shots, along with countless other prescriptions. I wanted more than a life that revolved around what was on TV on what night of the week and what I was going to eat while I was watching it.

I wanted to LIVE my life.

So, in late 2006 I decided it was time to do something about it, but I wasn’t quite ready yet. So, I set myself a date, and that was it. That was the day I was changing everything.

I joined Weight Watchers on January 2nd, 2007 and it wasn’t my first time. In fact, when I walked in to register, I was greeted like an old friend.

You see, I had joined weight watchers once before and lost 25lbs, but I let life get away from me again and I put all the weight back on. I was actually the exact same weight on January 2nd 2007 as I had been a couple of years earlier when I joined.

The first few weeks on any new program is great. You’re in the honeymoon phase, and everything is so easy, and so fun, and so worth it. But slowly, that wears off and you’re struck with the reality hits that this is hard work.

I remember distinctly the moment I realized this time was the last time I was going to do this. I was standing on the scale talking to the receptionist who was weighing me. I was discouraged. I had only lost a pound. Just a pound. And it was going to take FOREVER to lose weight at this rate. But she said something to me, that stuck with me. She said “You’re going to do it this time.” I replied “I don’t know, it’s really hard & it’s taking a long time.” So she looks me dead straight in the face and says “I didn’t ASK if you were going to do it. I TOLD you that you were going to do it.”

Okay then, I guess that means I was going to do it.

Well, time passed and life changed. It was at that point that I realized that I was on a plateau with my weight-loss and that I needed to get active.

Knowing myself, knowing that I don’t do anything when I’m not accountable to someone else, knowing that I function best in a group activity, and that I like to be outside, I decided to take a “Learn To Run” class.

That first night, I thought I was going to die. You see, I had never exercised a day in my life. When I was a teenager, I had a knee problem and I was taken out of gym class indefinitely. When I decided to learn to run, I had been inactive for 18 years.

I went back for week 2, and the feeling of impending death lessened. Then the next week, it was less, and less and less. With the guidance of the experienced group leaders, I started to realize I could do this. Eventually, I was signed up for a 5K run on New Years Day 2008. Then I was signed up to be a group leader for a 5K training group. Then I was signed up for a 10K race.

I have to admit, that my first 10K race was a wreck. I had injured myself in training, and never actually run more than 5K but decided to run the 10K race anyway. I ended up puking my guts out at the finish line and spending the rest of the day in bed with the worst headache pain I have felt in my life!! But that didn’t stop me.

Here I am, coming in to the finish:

I don’t look too happy, do I?

Later in the year, I signed up for an 8K Road Race.

Little did I know that this 8K race would be another turning point in my life!

You see, the morning of the 8K race, I woke up feeling miserable and I didn’t want to run. It was just one of those days. But, I got out of bed, I got dressed and I made my way to the start line. The gun went off, and I was on my way. I was feeling so sorry for myself when I wasn’t even 3km in to the race, and I see the leaders passing me on their way back. WHY was I out here doing this to myself again? Well, I kept forcing myself to put on foot in front of the other, and eventually I was back at that same point I was when I saw the lead pack on their way back to the finish. It was around that point on the course that I saw something that changed me. I was feeling so sorry for myself because I wasn’t running as fast I was wanted to, and I didn’t feel as good as I had hoped to, and here, coming towards me was this man wearing his race number with this amazing smile on his face from ear to ear. He was so happy to be out there. Why was this so amazing? Because he was also wearing an oxygen mask and pushing a walker! Here I was, feeling so sorry for myself when I was healthy and running this race, while this man with such obvious health problems was out there enjoying every minute of his experience. How could that not change me?

Now, on top of the amazing experience I had out on the race course, there was so much more waiting for me at the finish line, where I was waiting for a friend to finish the marathon that was running the same day. I saw so many amazing people finishing their races. People who, to look at them, were in worse shape than me. People who were far older than me. People who you would never think would run, let alone, run a half or full marathon. It was such an inspiring thing to witness.

Seeing all that, left me standing there questioning myself, questioning why I had stopped my training at 10K. I mean, yeah, I always ‘injured’ myself when I tried to run 10K, but maybe, if I just put my mind to it and did it, I could do it. After all, these other people I was standing here watching were doing it. The only thing that was stopping me was, well, ME!

So, that was it… decision made… I was going to train for a half marathon!!

I was going to WHAT?? Are you kidding me… a half marathon?? that’s 21.1km! 13.1miles!

So, I sat down with a friend who was with me when I made the decision, and we made a plan. And then, a couple of days after our first run, I was sideswiped on my drive to work by an idiot who wasn’t paying attention. The passenger side of the car was wrecked, and my back was wrecked! I was in physio and under a doctor’s care, and there was NO RUNNING!

WHAT? I had this plan, I was ready to do my next big thing and I was totally sidelined!!

So, after 4 weeks of no running, then starting from scratch and getting my body back to being able to run 8-10km, I am ready to go. I am ready to start putting in longer distances and we get hit with the worst winter storm in years. So much snow, I was stuck in my house for 3 days.

Gah, another road block!!

But, where there is a will, there is a way, right??

So we put our minds to it and we just found places we could run where the sidewalks were clear, even if it meant running around the same block over and over again!

Well, eventually the weather cleared, and we continued our plan, and in March of 2009 I ran and finished my first half marathon! Then in May I ran my second & in June I ran my third! I was hooked… and somewhere in there I thought “Hey, what the heck, let’s take this all the way. Let’s run a marathon”.

Here I am, finishing my first half marathon:

Look at the difference proper training makes!!

Yup, I took it all the way. I did the hardest thing in my life. I ran a full marathon on October 11, 2009, exactly one year from the day I decided I could run further than 10K.

It’s still hard to believe. I mean, for 30 years of my life I was in active, overweight and lazy. My idea of exercise was walking inside McDonald’s instead of going through the drive through. I was told at the age of 13 that I could not be active because my knee injury was too severe and here I was training for and running a marathon.

I have to tell you that running a marathon was the hardest and most rewarding thing I have ever done. It took a lot of time and dedication. I gave up my entire summer to making sure I was running 3 or 4 times a week. I didn’t go on holiday, I didn’t go to weekend barbecues, I just focused on the goal and I did it.

Look, I really did it! Here I am 3 strides away from the finish:

I guess that is the moral of the story here. I put my mind to it, and I did it. And the same can be said for any goal you want to set. If it’s to lose the next 5lbs, to lose the whole 50lbs, to run your first 5K, to walk a 10K, to run a half marathon… if you want to do, you can do it. Just put your mind to it and do it.

Just remember this “The miracle is not that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start”.