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Thirty

I stepped on the scale this morning and saw an amazing number: 246.5. I’ve lost 30 pounds. In 7 months, I lost 30 pounds. Roughly 4.5 pounds per month.

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On the left: 276.5: September 2016. On the right: 246.5: June 7, 2017

But the number isn’t what’s so amazing: The fact of what I look like is so amazing to me. The last time I lost a ton of weight (50 pounds in 2012/2013), I didn’t see anything change in my body until I hit 50 pounds and finally went shopping. 50 pounds was significant, but I had a lot less muscle definition than I do now. I couldn’t lift, move and function as well as I can now. Five years of CrossFit later and it’s taken a lot more for my body to actually lose the weight, but once I started losing it, I noticed a lot more a lot faster. My clothes are loose on me, I have to wash clothes a lot more often in the hopes they shrink up, my bras aren’t rolling up because they’re too small, my wedding ring fits properly and actually comes off my finger without the assistance of lotion or water and I actually don’t mind looking in the mirror.

I went through a lot of hell to get to this point: A naturopathic doctor who didn’t understand dietetics and how what you eat affects the body so significantly, who prescribed upwards of 56 supplement pills every single day forcing my liver to function at such a high level that I couldn’t sleep and the constant threat from said doctor that she would put me on Phentermine, a drug known to cause Pulmonary Hypertension, kept my stress levels at such a level that my body wouldn’t release anything. As someone with prior pulmonary issues, this doctor completely disregarded my needs and body and was simply determined to pump me full of supplements in the hopes that something would work. When I took matters into my own hands and started researching and applying the Candida diet, things drastically changed and I became shockingly aware of the perils I was doing to my own body and decided to make a change for the better. I am seeing my new naturopath tomorrow and I can’t wait to tell her I’m down 30 pounds from December 1, 2016.

Candida diet is hard. It’s super difficult to avoid all the processed foods in this world, all the bread and cheese that comes with basically everything you don’t make yourself. When Husband and I went to Nashville for Regionals last week, I came prepared with 4 pounds of chicken salad, a handful of jerky bars and a ton of options for snacks. I still succumbed to the chocolate and sweets they put out in the staff area. I suffered greatly for the week following- feeling lethargic and generally crappy overall. For some reason this knowledge doesn’t deter me from cheating and justifying it saying it’s OK, that I’ll just make up for it the next day. The truth is, when I drink enough water, eat Candida-approved foods, take my supplements at the right times and finish the evening with meditation and Castor Oil Packs, I lose weight. You’d think it’d be easier to follow this path knowing what the end result is, but I am a weak-willed individual who has a terrible relationship with food and that’s why I cheat meal on a semi-regular basis. I like to say I only have two cheat meals per week, but really I include little cheats: A sprouted grain wrap, honey roasted nuts, etc. and call them fine.

So it’s taken a really long time to lose the weight. I step on the scale every single morning and am sometimes disappointed, most times apathetic knowing that I did this to myself when I gave in to my hormonal cravings and ate all that chocolate the night before, and occasionally very happy when the number goes down and I can put my new weight into FitBit and MyFitnessPal.

As a CrossFitter, I shouldn’t be focused on the number either, but I have a ticking timebomb here with the potential threat of healthcare reform. Pretty soon I may not be insurable because of my weight, the PCOS and whatnot. Health insurers don’t care about your overall health, they care about the number on the scale and how it relates to your height. If I were simply doing this to get fitter, I wouldn’t worry about it. For now, the scale rules my bathroom.

Bottom line: I’m very happy with the fact that I’ve lost 30 pounds so far. I am officially under the weight restriction for my camp chairs, my trampoline and a whole host of other items around my home. I’m able to fit into a lot of the clothing I wasn’t able to fit into previously and a lot of my more recent clothes are baggy and loose on me, so loose sometimes that I can’t see keeping them around much longer. I am very close to switching to the small band on my fitbit and, with hope, in 6 months or so I can size my wedding band down.

I have 60 pounds to go until I get back to my 2012/13 low weight of 180 pounds. I have 47 pounds to go until I am under 200 pounds again and I know exactly what to do in order to get there. I am not going to just focus on today’s victory and forget about the ultimate goal. I have many more victories to go and I will not let anything get in my way. I just need the willpower to execute the goal and get to the finish lines.

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Gee. Whillikers.

Is that how you spell that? Oh well. I’m not concerned. I’m just trying to write something that sounds like it would go on this blog. Really I’m just using this blog as a way to write for 10 minutes without stopping and just writing the things that come out of my fingertips. It’ll probably be about knitting, but likely it’ll be about what I ate in a day and if I worked out… Think of it as a mashup between On Skeins and Needles and KnitEatLift. I can’t keep up with one blog, so two is not going to happen!

I’m barely knitting lately. I have been trying to figure out what to make or get for my friends for Christmas and I am completely stumped. Do I make them fingerless mitts that they can wear while driving? Meh. Do I make candles so they can think of me whenever they burn them? That requires me driving downtown to get the supplies. Meh again. Do I get them gift cards because I feel like they aren’t going to like anything I made them anyway? Bad idea. sigh. I don’t know. Knowing me, I’ll end up cobbling something together at midnight the day before we’re supposed to get together and I’ll call it good.

It is currently very cold in my apartment. I’m sitting in the office with no music or sound around me but the sound of the typing keys. I know I should get up and make some lunch but something about the whole ‘stay on your ass for 10 minutes’ thing is keeping me here.

I switched gyms about 6 months ago and I’m very happy with the results I’ve had; only problem is my body is fighting me to lose weight. I eat healthy- only 2 cheat meals per week and I eat clean. I don’t consume dairy or gluten (unless it’s part of said cheat meal) and I drink water when I’m not drinking coffee in the morning.

Hang on… siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip here lies medical crap…skip if not interested.

Yet the weight still won’t come off. I know it’s because I battle with PCOS and insulin resistance and a whole host of other things, but I didn’t know how to fix it myself, let alone naturally and without harsh chemicals that will make me feel sick and not happy with my body. So I found myself a naturopath; this is also after my mother tried to talk me into seeing an endocrinologist. I didn’t want to see any old doctor who would tell me the same thing that I’ve been hearing for years, so I found a naturopath who would look at me as a person, and my whole body, not just my uterus. She spent 90 minutes asking me question after question and I left, exhausted yet hopeful, that this new plan would be helpful to me. I now take 26 pills per day. I feel like a geriatric who needs one of those giant pill cases, but I like to think it’s starting to work. While I’m not down much weight (I think the last time I checked I was down 1.5 pounds), my energy is up and my digestion is much better. I see the doctor in about 20 days and she wanted me to be down 20 pounds by then. Don’t worry, my appointment was at the beginning of the month.

I don’t need to hear that ‘slow weight loss is good weight loss’ and all that BS. I have 100 pounds to lose, get off my back and let me stay positive about this!  

Alright. done with the medical stuff!

The Workouts!

I just finished with workout number two of the week; I’ve been down with a cold for most of the past 7 days, so I’m very sore now and very much looking forward to my shower this afternoon. So here’s my WODs in a week:

Monday, December 5:
I was laid up sick for most of the day but still wanted to move around so I did some rebounding for about 15 minutes. This always makes my calves burn like the dickens but I am noticing that the strength of my legs is much better and I always feel better when I step off the trampoline.

Wednesday, December 7:
Strength: Snatch 5-3-1 up to 95%. I guess I’ve never written it down but I think I PRed my Snatch: Went up to 85 pounds and it was easy!
WOD:
AMRAP 4 minutes pull ups (I did ring rows) (75)
rest 2 minutes
AMRAP 4 minutes Burpee box jumps (25)
rest 2 minutes
AMRAP 4 minutes dumbbell snatch (55)

Goodbye shoulders! I woke up this morning with lots of soreness; posterior chain, traps, those long muscles between my shoulder blades. My shoulders were pretty shot too. I knew that working out today would be rough, but that my recovery would probably be better once I worked out again. It’s weird how things work like that.

Thursday, December 8
I went to the sister affiliate today to hang out with the owner and my favorite coach, Maggie. She and I are very alike in manner and we get along so well! Naturally, I showed up 15 minutes late because I can’t read a schedule. Did a quick warmup, and was ready to go with everyone else!
Strength: Push Jerk: 5-3-1 up to 95% of 1RM. I did 85, 105 and 115. The 115 was a little rough and I had to fight it up, but it worked! It’s also a 3RM PR, so that’s even better!
WOD:
AMRAP 8
3 HSPU (I used a box, like I always do… getting better at this though!)
3, 6, 9, 12… Cleans, increasing the number of cleans each round.
I did 85#; it was tough, I don’t think I’ve ever done a workout with that much weight on the bar, but I was able to keep moving with it and that’s what mattered to me. I finished with 52 cleans, so halfway through the round of 15.

It was quick and dirty- and I liked it. I work all weekend slinging the yarn, but I’m looking forward to going three times next week before heading off to vacation in Vancouver for a week with the Hubs, brotherman and Mamabear! We will be hitting up three gyms (hopefully) and I can’t wait to workout with my man again!

What I ate this week:
Usually we plan our weeks really well, prep food and put it in the freezer and I make the magic happen during the day, but we have totally fallen off the wagon with that regard. We didn’t even eat a single thing that was on the menu board from last week, so we decided to do it over this week.

Monday: I had to make a weird concession Monday because I was doing a hormone test panel and couldn’t consume garlic, onions, coffee (I quarantined myself so no one died) and a whole host of other things. I was also sick. I ate eggs and bacon for breakfast, soup for lunch and sliders and fruit for dinner. Dessert was NyQuil and sleep.

Tuesday: Breakfast again was eggs and bacon, Lunch was leftover chicken and sweet potatoes, Dinner was shredded buffalo Chicken and sweet potato fries.

Wednesday: Breakfast was two hard-boiled eggs with salt, a banana and an apple, lunch was a subway flatbread sandwich that was more vegetables than anything else, dinner was chili that hubs and I threw together in 20 minutes after church.

Thursday: Breakfast was leftover shredded buffalo chicken and triscuits. Lunch was a salad kit from Fresh Express, with thousand island dressing instead of the dressing packet they put in the kit. Dinner is unsure, as we will be out caroling and then attending a party afterward. Very likely to be a meat of some sort and fruit and veg. I’ll keep it simple.

Friday: Tomorrow I plan to eat a 3-egg scrambled with Franks Red Hot, 4 slices of bacon, strawberries and a banana for breakfast. Lunch will be another salad kit, again trading the dressing out. Dinner will be a chuck roast that will shred up nicely to make tacos in sprouted grain wraps with shredded goat cheese and hot sauce. Yum.

It’s snowing out, my 10 minutes are way over and I’m starved for lunch. Hope you all have a wonderful rest of your week!

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A Little Pick-Me-Up

I’m officially a full-time freelance writer! The last time I wrote I was uncertain about my future, but there’s no more uncertainty! I am very happy about the decision that was made at the end of the month and all is well! I have plenty of opportunities, Critical Sheep is working hard and it’s all great! It’s FUNEmployment. I wish I had made this decision years ago! I feel like making the decision to work for yourself takes a lot of guts, and it’s probably better that I didn’t do it until now; I lacked the gumption to do it all until freedom was thrust upon me.

I’m writing this on my brand new MacBook! The 2007 Black Macbook has finally bit it and we made the decision to add yet another laptop to the house. I think that brings us up to 6 or 7 computers. We’re nerds, what more could you ask for?

I’m really loving the whole sleeping until I want to thing of being my own boss. My hours are whenever I want them to be. And I can be as creative as I want in the hours when creativity is the most effective for me. I, being my own boss, set the dress code too: No Pants Tuesdays are awesome!

I’m also getting a ton of knitting done. I’ve created a bunch of dice bags to sell on the Critical Sheep Etsy page and I’m working on a sample for both three skeins of D4 and 14 Tribbles. AND I’m working on a sample for Cream City for a class I’m teaching.


So for now, because it’s gloomy and cloudy and dark today and I can’t get a good picture of anything to save my life, here’s an in-progress shot of my knitting. Color is Chameleon, but came out exactly like Lifespring, so there’s that.

Have a great Tuesday, everyone!

 

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6 months…

*crickets*

Whelp. That happened.

I guess it’s been a while since I last posted anything, eh? Ironic that I’m writing this in the thick of the worst two months of history when it comes to things we have going on and work and no time off and I’m just exhausted and really need a day off.

So let’s do a quick recap of what’s happened over the last 6 months or so.

August: I got a job. It’s an official job and everything. Need a job? Let me know! I’m a recruiter now! After 6 months I think I know what I’m doing and it’s finally starting to pay off.

September: I had a good string of really great hair days and I made a lot of great food. Other than that, September was boring.

October: I looked super skinny in a TARDIS dress at the halloween party we go to at our friends’ Victorian home in Mt. Horeb.


I finished my Aidez and included buttons to the fronts.


It snowed the first official snow of the year.  My heat then came on, finally.

November: We went to the 10-year anniversary of The Matches’ first Album and had an amazing time. There was paleo Pie at Thanksgiving dinner and I did more knitting. I went to a black Friday and realized it was a dire mistake when it took me an hour to check out.

December: We put our Christmas tree up the week after Thanskgiving.

The green yarn is Tosh DK in Moorland. The stockings are made of Cascade 220 in various colors.

I got my very first skein of Lollipop yarns: It’s Carol of the Bells.


We drove to Chicago for the holiday party for work. We visited Millenium Bean and drank coffee.


I bought two super cute colors of Tosh Twist: Cindy Lou Who and Mistletoe. They’ll be a cowl next Christmastime.


December 21: Tim stood in the doorway to the bedroom while I walked toward a Doctor Who compendium book sitting on my side of the bed. “You’re ruining Christmas!” I proclaimed when I picked up the book and opened it up.

“So you wanna go on an adventure with me?” he said with a shit-eating grin on his face.

Obviously I said yes. There were tears that I couldn’t control. Parents were called that night. I texted my brother, “So…I’m engaged!” “About damned time. Congrats!”

 

January: A date was set.


A blanket for Fiance’s Sister was started


February: A Dress was found. Save the Dates went out. Engagement photos were taken. Bridesmaids shawls were decided upon and the yarn was purchased.


March: Bridesmaid Shawl #1 was started


Attended the shower for Fiance’s sister’s wedding. Mug rugs were given as a precursor gift.


April: Fiance attended Bachelor party for soon-to-be Brother-in-law. I stayed home and knit.
Blanket for Fiance’s sister completed over Easter weekend. Blanket was delivered and adored this past weekend after her wedding!

I finally decided what my shawl should look like and purchased the yarn from Cream City. 3 skeins of Cascade Heritage in Navy came home with me on a Monday afternoon and I started the Campside shawl from Alicia Plummer. I’ve since ripped it three times and have to be in a quiet area with no distractions so I can’t mess it up. It’s easy lace, I just can’t read it apparently. I am finally through the second chart (extended) and it’s going decently well… I’m trying not to jinx it, though.

I love this time of the wedding planning process; there’s virtually nothing to think about and all we have to do is make regular deposits into the joint account we have set up for the wedding fund. I made up some cute hangers for everyone.

We have candles and flowers set up; we have table runners being made. We have a hotel block set up. I visit my dress every once in a while. We have finished pre-marital counseling. It’s all good so far. I think people expect me to be freaking out all the time, but I’m just so chill right now I think it might be freaking people out.

May is so insane I can’t even think about it right now. We’re home from Fiance’s sisters’ wedding; we’re going to Green Bay to help his other sister and her husband move into her first home; we’re going to Minneapolis for the CrossFit Games Regionals (Badger Crossfit made it as a team!) We will only be home one weekend out of the whole month and we’re both working through it… so that’s fun.

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What to Knit…

>I am leaving for the 2014 Reebok CrossFit Games North Central Regional tomorrow with Boyfriend at approximately 5:30 a.m.

>We will be volunteering for the whole weekend.

>I make a habit of forgetting that time exists…especially since I’ll need to be awake at around 4 a.m..

>This feels inhumane.

>At approximately 4 p.m. today, I texted Boyfriend with the almost paniced message

Oh my god what knitting am I going to bring?!

>This doesn’t seem like a tough decision, but because of how indecisive I’ve been lately with my knitting, I’m thinking this decision will be harder to determine than normal.

>I could keep knitting on the blanket for Boyfriends’ Cousin who is having her baby boy in a few months. It’s about 70% through the main color and I have a ton of secondary color to add to it.

>Or I could knit the handspun sweater for the babe.

>Or I could cast on some fingerless mitts from the stash.

>Or I could cast on a sweater from the stash

>Or I could just work on a simple cowl or scarf from the stash.

>Or…or…or…

>So basically I have no clue what I’m going to knit, what pattern to take along or what yarn to use. No. Clue.

>It has to be easy, because I’ll be moving around a lot during the weekend as a volunteer. Boyfriend and I are usually always exhausted during the event, but I still like to have the opportunity to knit something. It’ll help me wind down at the end of the night and of course there’s the 2.5 hours to drive to Chicago!

>I can’t seem to just bring myself to knitting a plain garterstitch scarf or a gaptastic cowl. That would just be annoying.

>I suppose I could knit the socks I’ve been avoiding for the past few weeks… Socks just seem so eh…right now.

I guess I’ll just have to do some stash diving and see what I can find tonight. There will be much ruminating and time on Ravelry tonight.

 

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My feet Are Cold

I’m kind of to the point where the winter sun makes me want to smack someone. I love the snow, don’t get me wrong, but I feel like dying whenever the sun comes out.

Last night I went to buy a new tea kettle. I needed to replace my adorable red kettle when the enamel started burning off in really ugly holes. I love drinking cocoa and hot cider and tea when Wisconsin gets super cold, so I needed to replace it. I had spent weeks… and I mean WEEKS… searching for a new kettle but I never loved any of them. Finally, when I knew I really wanted to make tea that night, I decided to make a decision.

Sur la Table had a cute, TARDIS blue tea kettle for $40 which is more than I wanted to spend, but it was available and I liked it and I could pick it up day-of. So I had them hold it for me. I seriously thought traffic wouldn’t  be terrible going west but it took twice as long as planned to get to Bayshore.

20 cents in the meter and I was in and out 10 minutes later with two burlap bags as well as the tea kettle.

I then stopped at CrossFit to get dinner at the Urban Caveman Food Truck. Finally I was able to go home. Needless to say, my feet were freezing from toddling around in boots and thin socks that were sweat through.

So I got home, realized my feet were gross, took off my socks and snuggled up on the couch with Boyfriend. When he touched my feet he realized they were freezing. I went upstairs to get my one and only pair of socks only to realize I felt the need to knit more. These were made when my feet were bigger so, when I lost the weight and my feet shrank, I find it hard now to walk in these socks as they’re not very tight and have a tendency to shift around a bit. Not comfy.

I have sock yarn, but I don’t want to knit something that’ll take forever. I want socks now. It’s cold now. If I made socks with sock yarn, I’ll be done in a month. I’m also listening to The Knitmore Girls Podcast and Jasmin has been talking about #operationsockdrawer for the longest time and it’s making me want to join her.

So I grabbed some sport weight yarn from a Christmas present years ago and two size 2 needles. My hope is to start them this weekend on my one and only day off this month. That’s only after I’ve finished cleaning the entire apartment and finishing this commission knitting.

Oh. Right. The Commission. I’m knitting two Gaptastic seed stitch cowls and one self-ruffling scarf for a woman who bought it all for her mother who no longer can knit. It’s cementing in my mind how boring seed stitch is, but it’s so easy to finish that it’s been about 5 hours and I’m half-done with the first one. I dropped a few stitches this morning but manged to pick them up with no issue so at least I’m good at some things.

I am really looking forward to having all of Saturday and half of Sunday off work, but I feel like it’s all going to go too quickly and I won’t get everything done. I’ll let you know how it goes.

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An Apology and a Resolution

So I was at home last night. On the couch. Knitting. Watching Doctor Who.

And I realized that I have been a terrible blogger and it’s been months since my last post. I always say that I’m going to rectify this, but this year I honestly swear that I will be writing more. I don’t know why I don’t write more: it’s my outlet. It’s my de-stressor. It keeps me sane.

I write for work, but it’s not the same kind of writing. This writing I understand; I understand how the needles slip in and out of the strands of yarn and how my hands move to the beat of music or how I can put down this big cowl I’m stupidly trying to start and finish in one night (it didn’t work, by the way) and pick it up the next day and remember precisely where I am the following bleary-eyed morning.

Work writing is stressful; it’s technical; it makes my brain hurt by the end of the day. Writing about knitting makes me feel like I’m doing something right with my life. I feel accomplished when I finish that row or complete the next cable or even turn the heel on a sock that I’m not doing whatsoever… >.>

So while I failed at felting the french press slippers I had planned, I managed to make it OK by starting a simple hat with a big brim and finishing it in three days. I vowed to start making a pompom for said hat. I finished a gaptastic cowl in three days while traveling and cooking and visiting with family. The cowl is 20 stitches too big, but it still keeps me warm during this deep chill. I started another hat with two strands of sock yarn as soon as the green was was done. I need a new tam for winter as my Purple Rios Tam has started to stretch out.

2013 sucked. No doubt about it. I was unemployed for half of it. I got a cyst on my ovary. I had abnormal cells removed from my body and more biopsies and tests than I care to admit. I gained 10 pounds of muscle without losing any fat.

But there are some silver linings: I did eventually get a job that I really enjoy. I became Lead Editor for D20 Girls Digital Magazine, Boyfriend and I are still going strong and he’s still completely obsessed with the cranberry orange muffins I made randomly for Christmas morning. I moved to a cheaper apartment which, while the downstairs neighbor smokes, is a much better situation than before.

I rang in 2014 with a kiss from Boyfriend and a wonderful day with his family. It’s been quiet so far at work lately, though we’re finally ramping up with the proposals and contracts to be written so I’m being kept busy.

2014 will be better.