tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62596649156270361072024-02-21T08:52:40.505-05:00i am in repair... Angie's Banding BlogUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger378125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-75793552972062183202013-05-30T10:39:00.002-04:002013-05-30T10:39:47.336-04:00Maintenance Life - EatingI should preface this whole post by saying I am by no means a model bandster in the traditional follow all the rules sense. It's 10:27 am as I write this and I just finished my breakfast. A Coke. In a glass bottle, cause I'm classy like that.<br />
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Having said that, I do feel pretty strongly that I've figured out weight management for <strong>my body</strong> which is of course nobody's body but mine. <br />
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How I eat throughout the day:<br />
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Breakfast is rarely solid food, it's just too hard for me to eat soon after waking up. I'll take a coffee from home or pick up a latte, or a hot chocolate or some form of liquid calories for breakfast. While I was trying to lose these would be purposefully healthy or protein loaded choices, for maintenance I just need some calories to get my body turned on. <br />
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My job is really busy, and I forget to eat lunch way more often than I should. This is by no means good, and I'm not going to pretend it's OK. I know better, really, and this is something I will be talking about in therapy. How crazy is that - that my biggest eating related struggle right now is my body forgets to tell me it's hungry, and I just work away and then am<strong> hangry</strong> by the end. <br />
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When I do take the time to eat lunch, I either eat out somewhere around work (soup or chili from Tim Horton's, sometimes junky fast food, sometimes fancy Chinese burritos that I can't afford but are the best thing ever.) Even better though is when I bring lunch in. Lately my routine is to pick up a good sized container of tuna or chicken or salmon salad from a deli near home, a bag of pita chips, and some veggie sticks and just eat that every day for a few in a row. It doesn't bother me, and it's tasty and healthy enough that I can let myself have a Coke.<br />
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I really like regular Coke now. I should devote a whole post to that.<br />
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Dinner is the time where I eat a lot. Like I said, by no means model, but happily maintaining. I'd say my portions are a happy medium between lap-band portions and healthy normal person portions. So that means when I go out to a restaurant, I still never ever finish a whole meal. But I order a whole meal, I'm OK with spending the money and enjoying fewer bites. When it comes to actual portion sizes, I'm often able to finish just under what a "recommended serving" is, for example we had fancy frozen chicken nuggets last week, the box said that one portion was six pieces, I had five and Adam had 12. Ha.<br />
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I used to be the exercise queen, and that has slacked to nearly nothing. I've been working in a "grown-up job" (my first) since September and I feel like I'm finally no longer super exhausted by it - so my goal this summer is to get right back on track. I'll be using this space to stay accountable.<br />
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xox<br />
ange<br />
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-32057302940479314452013-05-25T13:40:00.001-04:002013-05-25T13:40:20.990-04:00Wow... I'm back. For a bit. Maybe. Warning, this will be very stream of consciousness. I'm out of practice.<br />
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Wow. It has been years since I blogged. I don't even recognize this fancy new blogger layout.<br />
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I was killing time today and decided to log on here and see how some old friends were doing. I know I dropped off the face of the bandster universe when I left, and I think that was really important at the time. <br />
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I remember fearing my identity was too tied to my weight-loss, and I feared never feeling like I could have a different title.<br />
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I have many new titles. Manager. Social Media Maven (I blog for the moneys now!) Fiance. Boss.<br />
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It's amazing how far my life has come since WLS. I was banded more than four years ago, on March 4, 2009. I weight 269lbs then. I think. How do I not remember?<br />
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I weight 130lbs now. For real. For real. Sometimes when I type it, I still can't believe it. The last 10-15 were the hardest, taking place over the past year or so.<br />
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It's crazy to be engaged now, not worrying about fitting in to sample sizes. Because I am trying to maintain not lose my weight, I don't think about my eating too often. I can eat out in restaurants. Everyone is used to my small portions - my new employees and coworkers just think I'm a skinny girl who eats as such. I freaked them out when I showed them my before pictures.<br />
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I do struggle with body dysmorphia lately, which is what takes me back here. I still play the am I smaller or bigger than her game, but I am always wrong. I know that I go into stores and buy a size 4 skirt or even the miraculous size zero shorts (I swear it's a misprint) but I still don't see myself as skinny. I don't see myself as someone who someone else wouldn't refer to as "the bigger girl."<br />
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It's a struggle for me and also for Adam, my fiance. He is so wonderful and supportive, but he also never knew me big, so I think sometimes has trouble understanding why it's all such a big deal.<br />
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I've taken a positive step - I've reached out to a few therapists to start some cognitive behavioural therapy to get myself more in touch with my lucky, happy reality.<br />
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xox<br />
angeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-5388399146980102662011-05-24T08:09:00.000-04:002011-05-24T08:09:33.808-04:00Oh hi... Remember me?Hi Everyone,<br />
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So it has been a long time since I have blogged, and an even longer time since I've blogged about weight loss. I'm not sure why. One reason certainly is that I've been busy - finals, work with Invisible Children, my new internship at the Four Seasons.<br />
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I think another is I have struggled. I'm back on the fills, but I weigh more than I want to, more than I did for a while, and it's heartening. It reminds you how badly we all need our tools, our support team. I realized that as soon as I stopped making weight loss my number one priority, my life got better - but my weight went up. All in all I think this is a positive. The pressure I felt as "weight-loss girl" was huge, and made me kind of sad. Sure I was proud of having lost 100lbs, but I wanted to be known for things that were true expressions of who I really was, what my passions were, not what my body was. This blog is named after a John Mayer lyric, and this makes me think of another - "I am bigger than my body gives me credit for."<br />
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So I'm working on that. Working on losing weight, because I don't like being above goal. I don't like struggling to find a blazer that'll do up, or having clothes in my closet that I can't wear. But working on it slowly. Working on it healthfully... With lots of real life in between.<br />
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I miss you guys though - something made me click over to blogger this morning, and it looks like I have tons of catching up to do. <br />
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Hearts,<br />
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AngieUnknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-81794361170692956272011-04-25T00:16:00.000-04:002011-04-25T00:16:56.312-04:0025 has begun!<iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ntBADfmyS0Y?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" width="480"></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-21119936782814552002011-04-09T15:27:00.000-04:002011-04-09T15:27:32.257-04:00Angie's 25 Campaign Video for Invisible Children<iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2fapJ1YkDGM?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" width="480"></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-36830151402548752782011-04-04T15:42:00.000-04:002011-04-04T15:42:52.240-04:00Invisible Children UpdateMy blogging family has been incredibly generous so far, and Camille, Joey, Stephanie and Alexis have all made awesome contributions and I so appreciate them. I'm more than 60% of the way to my goal of raising $500.00 to help end Africa's Longest Running War.<br />
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/21419843">25 Instructional Video</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/invisible">INVISIBLE CHILDREN</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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Please, if you can, make a donation. My TV interview never made it online, but as I said in it, once you learn about the atrocities being committed by the LRA, you cannot forget them. Once you learn about how Invisible Children is helping, you cannot ignore the problem, you have to help too. Please.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-45345174788624940242011-04-04T00:20:00.000-04:002011-04-04T00:20:52.156-04:00Read your blog from the beginning.I have been on this journey for well over two years now. Today I was compelled to go to the beginning. To see how excited I was. How far I've come. How insightful I was. <a href="http://angieinrepair.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html">Here is the link </a>to my first month's worth of entries. <br />
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One highlight:<br />
<blockquote>The non scale goals. All of these have been more than accomplished. <br />
<ul><li>to be able to wrap myself up in a normal sized towel</li>
<li>to be able to comfortably bring the tray-table down on a plane</li>
<li>to be able to go into a store and try things on based on what I <span style="font-style: italic;">like</span>, not just what fits</li>
<li>to ski all day with my family without getting tired... I kinda pretend I just don't like it now :(</li>
<li>to <span style="font-style: italic;">enjoy</span> workouts</li>
<li>I used to love going to the gym, I'd go 3 or 4 days a week and get so so into it. I know I just need to get the routine back in motion</li>
<li>to be able to <span style="font-weight: bold;">run</span>. I've never been able to do that.</li>
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Or my entry on Feb 13, 2009:<br />
<blockquote><h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://angieinrepair.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-will-i-be.html">Who will I be...</a> </h3><div class="date-tab"> <span class="month">Feb</span> <span class="day">13</span> </div>I've been thinking a lot lately of how much of my identity is wrapped up in my weight. I try not to let it define me, and I know I'm lucky that I have the... chutzpah (a yiddish word) to go out and wear my bathing suit on the beach, even when I don't love how my body looks in it. <br />
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But I wonder how I'll feel, not being the fattest person (or at least girl) in the room. Excuse the pun, but it's a huge part of who I am, the funny fat girl, the loud fat girl, the fat girl who occasionally hooked up with the cute guys - though God forbid those boys actually date me.<br />
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It'll be weird to be normal... I bet I'll have a harder time with the change than the world around me.</blockquote>I was right about this too. I have changed quite a bit. I have a certain confidence now that I didn't before. I speak just as much still, but I don't speak quite as loud. And I've hooked up with a lot more cute guys, and most of them have dated me.<br />
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xo<br />
AngeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-53006616212178992842011-03-28T20:24:00.000-04:002011-03-28T20:24:07.234-04:00Back on the DubDubYou may know this old friend as Weight Watchers. I know it as the thing, after a few months of feeling quite out of control, has me feeling back on track. Back in control.<br />
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I'm sure a lot of us have been on Weight Watchers before, but there have been some changes to the program recently. The system is now known as Points Plus. The biggest difference now is that all fruits and almost all veggies (except the starchy ones) are 0 points. Instead of taking calories, fat and fiber into account, the new system uses protein, carbs, fiber and fat. It means certain foods are higher points, but with others having none, it evens itself out. You also get more points a day to play with - the minimum is 29, once I lose a couple points I'll be there, for now I'm at 30.<br />
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I'm really excited to have this accountability, plan to follow, and feeling of control again. <br />
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Hope ya'll are good!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-92087315819251286082011-03-22T17:32:00.001-04:002011-03-22T17:34:43.905-04:00My Proudest Moment....And it had nothing to do with weight loss.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Being interviewed by our local news channel - I'll add video if they add it online!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Today at my school, <a href="http://champlain.edu/">Champlain College,</a> more than 150 people gathered to watch a documentary about the atrocities being committed in Eastern Africa by Joseph Kony and the Lord's Resistance Army (L.R.A.) This film, <a href="http://vimeo.com/16189889">Tony</a> by the group<a href="http://www.invisiblechildren.com/"> Invisible Children</a> is at once incredible sad and incredibly inspirational.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Myself and my fellow organizers, the team from Invisible Children (including Robert from Uganda) and the team from my school's Center for Civic Engagement</td></tr>
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Along with my closest school-friend Sadie, brought this event to my campus. Because we care, not for credit, recognition or due to a requirement. We did it because once you learn about Child Soliders - children taken from their homes between the ages of 5 and 12 - old enough to carry a gun but not old enough to ask questions, you cannot forget. I've included some photos from our event today.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our amazing turn-out</td></tr>
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In 33 days, our next event will take place. People world-wide will be taking a 25 Hour Vow of Silence to raise awareness about this war that has been going on for 25 years. I have set a fundraising goal of 500 dollars - please help me reach this goal and continue to act as a leader on my campus when it comes to helping and supporting those who cannot support themselves.<br />
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Love,<br />
Angie<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me, Bailey (from Arkansas on tour with IC), Sadie, Robert (from IC, from Northern Uganda), Justin (from Amarillo, Texas on tour with IC) and Katrina (from NH, on tour with IC)</td></tr>
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Sorry this has been so depresso... here is a beach pic from Malibu!<br />
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I had an amazing time, can't wait for the next time I can get on the mountain... and won't be seen on skis again any time soon!<br />
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</tbody></table>I love the gym. I love feeling like my workouts are finally back to being real, satisfying workouts. Because I was home for the long weekend, I didn't get to see my trainer Julie on Tuesday. Instead, I met her at 3 yesterday to do a half-hour of spin, and then a half hour of lifting. This morning I was back for more, an hour of<a href="http://www.phusia.com/"> Phusia</a>, then another half-hour of private spin and training. I am wiped... But I've burned more than a thousand calories today! Woo!<br />
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I am back to logging, at least for the time being, to get myself back to my "fighting" aka pre-surgery weight. Like <a href="http://lapbandgalsjourney.blogspot.com/">Karin</a> and <a href="http://cheeseandsunkist.blogspot.com/">Amy</a> have recently written about, the accountability is really helpful there, as is the clarity. When I'm gonna see a grand total of my protein grams or saturated fat grams or vitamins, I tend to watch out for them more. I've been logging on <a href="http://caloriecount.about.com/">About's Calorie Count website</a>.<br />
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Well hope everyone has a good day, we're getting a TON of snow here. For once, I'm excited, as I have a snowboard lesson tomorrow! Wehoo!<br />
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xox<br />
AngieUnknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-47801850851247259292011-02-23T12:32:00.001-05:002011-02-23T12:32:35.173-05:00I need a Challenge!So excited to join the<a href="http://girlbanded.blogspot.com/p/suddenly-spring-challenge.html"> Spring Challenge</a> - I'm hoping the group motivation and accountability will finally get me where I wanna be!<br />
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(B) Bed Size: Double at my apartment in Burlington, queen at the house in Stowe.<br />
(C) Chore You Hate: Umm... All of them? Old dishes.<br />
(D) Dogs? Love them, though don't have any space for em.<br />
(E) Essential Start Your Day Item: Coffee! And 99% of the time, a shower - or the gym.<br />
(F) Favorite Color: Purple and green.<br />
(G) Gold or Silver? Gold, especially rose gold.<br />
(H) Height: 5'7"<br />
(I) Instruments You Play: None. <br />
(J) Job Title: Full time student in Hotel and Restaurant Management<br />
(K) Kids: Love em, but NOT YET!<br />
(L) Live: Vermont - Burlington mostly, and Stowe.<br />
(M) Mom's Name: Joanne<br />
(N) Nicknames: Ange, Spange, Sparky, Geela.<br />
(O) Overnight Hospital Stays? Never.<br />
(P) Pet Peeve: ticking clocks<br />
(Q) Quote from a Movie: "I know it hurts. That's life. If nothing else, It's life. It's real, and sometimes it fuckin' hurts, but it's sort of all we have." -Garden State <br />
(R) Right or Left Handed? Right.<br />
(S) Siblings: Jordy 34 and Daniel 30.<br />
(T) Time You Wake Up? an hour before whenever class starts.<br />
(U) Underwear: <a href="http://www.victoriassecret.com/ss/Satellite?ProductID=1265400400564&c=Page&cid=1295527777000&pagename=vsdWrapper">These, </a>lately<br />
(V) Vegetable You Dislike: Mushrooms and Olives<br />
(W) What Makes You Run Late: I try really hard never to be late, when I am it's self-conscious freakouts.<br />
(X) X-Rays You've Had Done: oh gosh a bajillion. I'm breakable.<br />
(Y) Yummy Food You Make: Favs include crab cakes, caesar salad, blood orange cake... I cook a lot though!<br />
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I'm home in Toronto, fill is first thing Tuesday morning. I was getting dressed this morning, and was sort of like damn - the scale may not be my friend right now, but I actually am getting pretty stoked on how my tummy is coming along! Thought I'd take some updated pics for you - <a href="http://angieinrepair.blogspot.com/2011/02/stomach-progress-pics.html">after the jump</a> (I'm not so down with these pics being on the main blog page.)<br />
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I'm getting my hair cut this afternoon, and am pretty sure I'm cutting a bunch off - chin/jaw length little bob I think! I'll update with that pic too of course! <br />
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That's 17lbs up from my lowest weight, a little less than 3 months ago. I just can't believe that this is happening. Except I can. I don't have proper restriction, I can't work-out as hard as I want.<br />
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I hate this. I hate feeling this way. I am trying to fix it - despite the fact that I cannot afford it at all, I'm going home this weekend. I'm getting a fill on Tuesday. I'm gonna make it a big one. I need my band back.<br />
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It's so weird - I don't feel like... I don't like hate how I look this time around. I just hate feeling so lost and out of control.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-26564572820403430912011-02-10T20:21:00.000-05:002011-02-10T20:21:05.189-05:00Now now now<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dweffHL9bjXLNfuc0yrft0g5xzS9najdmJ9h0SQzbNFEv3hrmPp35HClILQLS4g8utNz8Mmg25_F8WuJf0n1g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>So I'm really really awkward here. I kept looking at the TV. Sorry!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-62180819879207189242011-02-10T02:37:00.001-05:002011-02-10T02:37:58.773-05:00Sometimes I need a reminder... Befores and Nows!Sometimes, especially with the rougher time I've been having losing the bit of weight I gained, I forget how far I have come. I recently dug through my facebook to find some old pictures... They really don't lie:<br />
Now: <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With lovelies at my fav bar in Stowe</td></tr>
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I've been back in the gym for a week now, and have done four solid workouts. That's not as much as I'm used to, but after six weeks off that has felt reasonable. This whole recovery process has been <b>so</b> <b>smooth </b>and <b>so easy</b> and I'd hate to mess that up by pushing myself too far now.<br />
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My first day back was a 1/2 hour spin class followed by an hour of training with <a href="http://www.phusia.com/">Julie</a>. I was pretty nervous about feeling a lot less fit, like I couldn't keep up, but I was pleasantly surprised to find that I was pretty much where I had left off, cardio-wise. Lifting wise I have lost a bit of strength, but nothing crazy. I am not doing specifically ab exercises for a while still, but I did some planking and push-ups without problems. I felt my abs feel tighter and more... I guess the only word I can use to describe them is present, but no pain.<br />
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I've done some dance and Phusia classes since, and the only strange sensation has been that hyper-awareness of my abs, and sort of a pulsing feeling, but nothing painful. I am so happy to be moving again!<br />
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On the weight front I'm back down to 162.6 which is about 6 or 7 lbs down from a week and a bit ago, and 10lbs from my lowest. My goal right now is to get back to 152 by my two year bandiversary, March 4th. It's a bit of a reach, but I feel now that I have exercise, and some restriction (though I could use more) I should be on my way!<br />
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xox<br />
AngeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-5721282233485288082011-01-28T15:45:00.000-05:002011-01-28T15:45:58.635-05:00That's high praise, coming from a plastic surgeon!Hi guys! I'm back in Toronto and just got in from the doctor's.<br />
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I saw my (plastic) surgeon first, and he is really pleased with my results/how my stomach is looking so far. He was nice today, probably because he was touring around a new surgeon at the clinic. A hot, young surgeon.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span id=":wb">Dr. L: "you look perfect, angie baby"<br />
me: "that's high praise coming from a plastic surgeon"<br />
Dr. L: "you might even be able to land one of us with an attitude like that."</span></span><br />
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Pretty funny stuff. He said I look like I'm healing perfectly. He said not to worry about the weight gained, it's cause I've been de-filled, and he has no doubt it'll come off fast. He also told me to not do any ab exercises for another month. He did agree that my sides looked a little swollen, and thinks they'll come down. He also gave me the go ahead to get waxed, hallelujah, that was my next stop.<br />
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After I saw him I got to see one of the fill nurses and she gave me 5ccs - I had been at 6. something before. She said not to get bogged down in the numbers, that sometimes it's different with this fill. As soon as she put it in I could feel it there, even before I drank anything. So far so good, just had liquids. I am a bit burpy, which I think I remember as being normal. I'm like a baby bandster all over again!<br />
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I'll take some updated pics soon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259664915627036107.post-82739925371538397732011-01-24T00:50:00.000-05:002011-01-24T00:50:30.801-05:00Struggling, but almost there.The good - I can work out on Wednesday. I get a fill on Friday.<br />
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The bad - everything else. Not everything everything - school is fine, friends are lovely. But if it's related to weight or eating, it's pretty crap. My weight is... well I haven't seen this number since last spring I think. Ultimately, this a blip, but it's a really hard one. To quote Tom Petty, <span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"><i><em>"God it's so painful when something that's so close</em> / Is still so far out of reach</i><i>.</i>" </span>I miss the mood-helping effects exercise has on my body. I feel inexplicably a bit down, and I am willing to bet the return of endorphins will help.<br />
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It's only days now. I'll make it. In the mean-time, I'll watch This American Life on Netflix instant and try to remember these words:<br />
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School starts on Monday and I'm pretty excited, I'm taking some cool classes this semester: International Hospitality and Events, Human Resource Management, Hospitality and Event Supervision and Marketing, and two Core Curriculum classes, The Secular and the Sacred as well as Capitalism and Democracy. I did really well in school last semester, or at least the best I've ever done. I know what changes I can make to continue to improve my GPA, and I'm pretty ready to get started.<br />
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I got good news at my last appointment - I'm almost completely closed up, and the doctor gave me the go ahead to come back here, obviously, as well as to get a fill in three weeks. I could have actually gotten filled a bit sooner, but I didn't want to have to go back soooo quickly, and my parents will be in Jamaica as well and I wouldn't want to miss them.<br />
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Also, here are some more tummy pics. Really feeling like it's looking better every day, and the dent is dissipating!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7