After mentioning to coworkers my Biggest Loser walking DVD experience, where I was only able to make it only 7 minutes on my first try last year, I broke it out tonight. I couldn't make it through 2 miles, but I did make it to 1.5 miles. That was about 20 minutes (maybe less).

Normally, I can walk two or three miles, no problem, but that DVD is more of a light aerobics/cardio video than just walking. A weak back and lazy butt make cardio tough.

The funny thing is that I jogged in the water for an hour straight the other day, but could only manage 20 minutes on this DVD. No wonder Dr. Peopleskills wanted me to do more exercise out of the water.

Maybe I'll tackle the DVD again on Thursday.

Tomorrow, I have a date with the pool for some jogging at 1 PM (getting done with work at noon is wonderful!) and I'm thinking of trying cardio drums at the gym on Wednesday. Not sure how cardio drums will go over with my back, but I'm up for trying!

Sometimes, when I eat a bit too much or something that my stomach isn't a big fan of, I get a feeling in my stomach a little later. It feels like hunger. I know I am not hungry. I had enough protein to be good an hour later, but that's what my brain interprets the feeling as and says, quite loudly, "gimme!" I can't explain it. I start thinking, just as loudly, "LA LA LA LA LA, I can't hear yooou!"

In the end, I am, in fact, arguing with myself. This leaves me wondering what's better: 1) overweight and sane 2) healthier and batshit crazy? Only time will tell.

To put an official close on my first year post-op, let's do some comparison pics:

100 lbs and a year later:



When I met my honey, I weighed 265 lbs. Now, I'm abut 65lbs lighter, nearly seven years later: