Dieter for life

Every 6 weeks or so, I have an appointment with a dietitian...and I can't believe I actually paid money to this person. I suppose it's kind of like going to a Weight Watchers meeting, without the group support. Why don't I just go to a Weight Watchers meeting? I don't know, but this dietitian hates Weight Watchers...mua ha ha ha ha! I feel like I'm doing something naughty by doing WW too, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.



So my dietitian wants me to keep a food journal. I don't even keep up with blogging about my life. What makes him think I'm going to write down EVERYTHING I eat? And every time I go see him I have to lie about pretty much everything. Not that I'm NOT doing what he's asking, but I have no idea how much protein is in the casserole I made last night.



Here are the questions I get asked every 6 weeks:



D: What are you doing for exercise?

Me: Zumba, Walking, Other Workout DVDs.



D: Are you using resistance bands?

I always lie and say yes. He's very testy about this, so I just lie. I know, I'm bad.



D: How many calories do you take per day?

Me: About 1300-1400. I actually have no idea. When I use to write everything down, this was what it was. I just don't care to write anything down again...ever.



D: How much protein?

Me: 50-60 grams. He keeps ragging on me about my low protein intake...LOW? Seems like a lot to me!



D: Are you drinking enough water?

I'm so sick of these stupid questions. Do people actually tell the truth? Again, I lie so I don't get him on his soapbox.

Me: At least 60 ounces.



I've told him before about my water situation, but he doesn't care. As a teacher it's difficult (impossible) to give yourself bathroom breaks throughout the day. My only time off is first thing in the morning. After 9:15 if I need a restroom break, it's "so sorry, no time". Needless to say I don't drink ANYTHING during the school day. But it's ALL I drink on my way to work and after school. I pretty much gave up cokes.



So since my last appointment 6 weeks ago, I had only lost 2 pounds. I was pretty stinkin' proud of those 2 pounds. He just kept telling me how much more I could have lost had I drank more water, and upped my protein, and not had that one cookie I let myself have at that baby shower. I think he does it on purpose to piss me off at him enough to lose the weight to spite him. That's pretty much how I feel now. He is the devil.

Random post

Since I'm home sick today, I thought I'd take the time to actually post something!

The weight loss is coming smoothly, but VERY slowly. I think I've just got over my latest plateau thanks to Slim Fast and Fiber One...oh, and Zumba! I just bought the DVDs and LOVE them! I had tried it a few years ago with some friends, but I hadn't done the "Learn the steps" section, and had no idea how to do anything. Needless to say it was frustrating and I stopped. But I love it now. One more pound down. And many, many more to go!

I've been very restless lately in my job. I'm not sure if it's what I do, or just where I'm doing it. Some days I really do enjoy myself, but not most. I've been giving a lot of thought to getting out of teaching, but my college degree is crap to employers.

And in other unrelated news, I'm still not pregnant.