Monday, December 19, 2011

Week 1: We Have to Get Serious

Joh: I am starting at 213.6 lbs. My goal is under 190 lbs. I have allotted 12 weeks to do this. It is the holiday season, and I thrive off of social interaction, so Rebekah and I are taking on the drinking scene with each other to rely on. We are eating whole foods as opposed to processed crap, maintaining water intake, watching discretionary calories (DC's), and trying to have a good time doing it. A lot of times, shoving pizza into our faces is the most pleasurable part of the drinking experience, so this will be a challenge. We are weighing in on Wednesdays, but updating the blog on Mondays. I've already cheated with Taco Bell on Friday night, but I am ready to get serious now, since Rebekah had retaliation french fries. It's one thing to think about how if you cheat you are only cheating yourself; it's another to think about Rebekah's success based off of my cheating. Let the good times roll!

Rebekah: My starting weight is 139.8 lbs. My goal is around 125 or 126. I'm not holding firm to a number, because my goal is really just to be jiggle-free (in the bad jiggly places, obviously). I've also allotted 12 weeks. So Joh set me up on this meal plan. I won't lie. It's been tough. I'm having to work certain foods into my diet at certain times of the day. Whereas before, I would wolf down a breakfast bar on the car in the way to work, I'm now having to plan out my meals based on which job I'm working on each particular day. Some days, mostly due to time constraints, it's a pain in the butt. I've cheated as well, but like Joh said, they were retaliation fries. I spent the week being so good and without wavering, and then Joh calls me on Saturday morning and tells me she ate Taco Bell. I mean, come on, Joh. Frickin' Taco Bell? If you're gonna cheat, cheat with something with some class. Spread Nutella all over a sour dough roll and then dip it into nacho cheese sauce. That's what I'm talking 'bout. Anyhow, I know that while Joh has a hard time doing anything for herself, she'll happily do anything for another person, so the fries were a diet plan blitzkrieg. I knew that if I cheated and told Joh that the reason I did it was because I was mad at her for slipping while I had been working hard all week, she'd get back on track. Worked like a charm. Watch out, Joh. I'm tricky. And I've got a whole sheet cake in the freezer, so you'd better not slip up again.

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