Monday, February 6, 2012


Sorry I didn't post yesterday...I spent most of the day in bed.  I'm not sick per se, just a couple of days into my cycle and I promised no negative posting during this time, lol.  The really bad cramping usually lasts about 4 days, so a couple of more to go with that....and the whole thing lasts 7-9 days.  I'm bloated like stomach is normally soft and squishy and during cycle week it blows up like a basketball and feels hard as a rock.  Everything I wear to work during this week must have an elastic waist or I can't breathe, lol. 

We had an anniversary party for my parents on Sat. and it was a lot of fun.  Normally I'd have to be extra careful about my eating where a party is concerned, but not this time.  It's almost like I forgot to eat!  I had a ham and egg sandwich at 11:30a on Sat, and then saved the rest of my calories for the party at 5pm.  Funny thing is, I was so busy visiting that I just picked at the food.  I had one plate, and I remember having the quick thought that I needed to eat some healthy stuff, and grabbed some raw broccoli, baby carrots and cucumbers off of the veggie platter.  The other things on my plate were 4 meatballs and 1 pig in a blanket.  That's it??  What the heck's wrong with me?  No second plate??  NOPE.  And it took me an hour just to eat that, because I kept jumping up and walking around to visit w/ family that I don't normally get to see.  It wasn't until I was driving home that I realized I was probably seriously under 1500 cals.  That made me smile.

Yesterday pissed me off, lol.  No, not really.  I was just a little irritated.  Dwayne's buddies, Mark and Kevin (brothers), spent the night on our sectional sofa Saturday night.  I heard Kevin get up and leave around 9am or so.  Dwayne and I got up about an hour later and Mark was still asleep on the sofa.  We were sitting out on the deck drinking coffee when Kevin came walking out onto the deck.  I was like, where have you been?  He drove home, grabbed his mountain bike, and rode back over to our house, with a stop at the grocery store on the way.  He walked out onto the deck w/ a package of pork sausage patties and Simply Potatoes hashbrowns in his hand.  He brought breakfast (how nice of him!)....for me to cook (how NICE of 

We were  out of eggs, so Dwayne darted to the store and came back with eggs and canned biscuits.  I stood in the kitchen for an hour (starving), cooking all of this food for the guys, smelling it, stomach growling, etc.  All of the stuff was too high calorie and I didn't want to spend my calories that way.  But I sure didn't appreciate having to cook it and smell it!  Grrrrrr!

Now here's the truth.  I normally don't mind cooking for the guys.  I actually quite enjoy it, and do it most weekends for dinner when the guys are over.  Dwayne will grill and I'll cook the sides and serve it up.  And if they fall asleep on the sofa, I'll cook breakfast for everyone the next morning. 

My irritation yesterday was....#1..I'm on my cycle and grouchy as hell, but trying not to show it to anyone.  My ovaries are truly in a lot of pain the first few days, and standing up at the stove for an hour isn't any fun.  #2..I've only been back on the healthy eating wagon for a week and a half, and I don't need all of this fat-laden, but smells-so-good food right under my nose.  So it was just bad timing this wknd.

After I got them fed, I cooked 2 eggs and made a sandwich with sourdough bread.  Then I went back to my bedroom and stayed there.  I peeled myself out of the bed at 5pm and finally went to the grocery store because I knew if I didn't get prepared for the work week, I was really going to be in trouble.  So I got the shopping done, which put me in a better mood, and Dwayne grilled chicken for dinner last night.  He also grilled some extra chicken breasts for me, that I use for breakfast in egg white scrambles, and also for lunch w/ some veggies. 

Our first official weigh-in for the challenge is this Wed.  I've stayed off the scale since last Wed. because I knew the cycle was coming and I didn't want to see a bad # and feel defeated.  My only focus is eating right during this time, weigh-in on Wed., and keep moving.  My food is prepared for the most part for the next few days so I feel good about the oncoming week.  I just have to make it through the next several days of the cycle, and I know my mood will improve.  There's no real "cure" for PCOS...but the pain can be managed by losing weight.  That's good incentive for me to keep pushing towards my goal.  :)


  1. You must have done something to piss me off, because I tagged you in this silly post: Don't ever do it again!

  2. You're going to kick ass at the weigh in, Tammy.

    As much as I am not so thrilled about being 58, one thing I do not miss at all is the time of the month! I've actually forgotten what a pain in the a$$ (and other parts) it is - thanks for reminding me how grateful I am for that one aspect of getting older!

  3. You are a Saint! Tell the guys to take you out for breakfast next time. ;0)
    See you at the weigh-in. ((((hugs))))Pat

  4. are quite nice to have responded to the "here...time for you to cook this shit" gesture.

    Oh heck...I probably would have done the same, but it would be nice not to be taken for granted!