Week 7: Day 7


Down another pound and a half! TWENTY EIGHT POUNDS TOTAL!!!

I’m averaging 4 pounds a week, which is above average. I’ve never EVER been an above-average weight loser.

We had a really interesting class today about “stick with it-ness” and I shared with the class about how this all started out as a “have to” endeavor. I had to lose weight to be healthier, to get in a good place to start a family, get my cholesterol down, etc.

And then I was able to buy a pair of pants off the rack at Old Navy. And it’s turned into a “want to” thing. The health stuff is amazing, but honestly, the superficial stuff is great too, and really a phenomenal motivator.

A friend at work today gave me a huge hug and told me she’s proud of me. THAT meant a lot. And so did the number on the scale, but that’s just quantitative proof that what I’m doing is working. I prefer the qualitative proof…the comments, the smaller clothes, the feeling better.

And can you all tell I’m in a data-driven class for grad school? Qualitative and quantitative? Who am I?

Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday…it’s been a LONG week!


Week 7: Days 5-6 (The Truth)

I had a friend ask me yesterday if this whole OptiFast thing was as easy as I’ve made it seem here on my little blog.

The truth? NO WAY.

Absolutely, no freaking way is this easy. I mean, sure, I don’t have to plan a darn thing, everything is more or less done for me, I have a built in support system, great doctors and nurses at the weight loss clinic, and the biggest thing is that I have a MAJOR “wanna” to get this done. It’s like in “Stand and Deliver”… you have to have the GANAS. That I have.

But, seriously, I miss cooking. I miss the stress relief after a long day of chopping up vegetables and stabbing garlic cloves into a roast. I miss the smells in the house, i miss roasting vegetables, I miss grilling and even grocery shopping. I miss chewing. I get one bar (maybe two) a day, and chewing gum isn’t the same. I miss going out to eat (not the food so much, but the keeping each other company and talking thing). I miss eating things that aren’t sweet. Breakfast is sweet, lunch is sweet, my snacks are sweet… I have one bowl of soup a day that’s not sweet. I’d still hurt someone for some salmon sashimi, or hell, a glass of wine.

But here’s the thing: the fact that I feel so incredibly great, and for the first time in years I’m losing weight without it being a constant conversation in my head.

“What are we doing for lunch? I don’t know, what are we doing for lunch? I had oatmeal for breakfast which was this many points/calories/units/whatevers so for lunch it needs to be this many points/calories/units/whatevers, and I know that dinner is this many…”

HOLY CRAP it was exhausting. Everything was food. I suddenly have this extra time and energy that isn’t revolving around food. I have 10 minion hats to crochet, and i’m not even concerned about my grad school work.

So is this easy? No. But is it worth it? Absolutely. I figured out today that I can no longer “belly bump” the back gate open. THAT is worth it.

And now, your dose of Zooey Kitten:


Week 7: Days 2-4

Goodness, I didn’t even realize that I hadn’t written since Friday evening! Time’s fun when you’re having flies, right? (My favorite Kermit the Frog quote)

Today was an interesting day. I took a personal day today to catch up on a project that I’d been sort of kind of working on for months. I’m really lucky that I have a great teammate who co-teaches with me, so sub plans were extremely simple. Anyway, I was home all day. It would’ve been a perfect opportunity, in the past, to treat myself to a big breakfast, Jimmy John’s for lunch, and a decadent dinner because, you know, I had the time.

Instead, I stayed on plan, and my big “splurge” for the day was that I opened a new bottle of sugar-free syrup (salted caramel, super delicious) and made a blended shake for breakfast. And I was able to eat at the 3 hour mark instead of when I had time. It was lovely.

Then I hit a roadblock: my new iMovie update made every single last clip I imported turn a lovely shade of green when it was exported. It took me half of my day to figure it out, and the other half to let the darn thing re-update. I wanted to throw my beloved Mac across the room. But I didn’t I only got about a third of the project done…but I know what I’m doing now. And I didn’t stress eat! BAM!

Week 7: Day 1 (Small Goals)

It’s really amazing to me how second nature this whole “eating only Optifast products” thing has gotten. I look forward to my morning shake (even though it’s getting cold out and the whole frozen beverage thing might not be the best idea soon.) and I really enjoy my evening soup. It’s kind of strange though. I miss cooking: the preparation, the chopping, the shopping… but not so much the eating. It’s weird.

I’ve been thinking a lot about goals too. I get so focused on the number that I’m hoping to hit someday soon, that I lose track of the smaller goals I’m hoping to hit. I’m not talking about numbers here either. This is something that an old Weight Watchers leader once asked us to do, and I’m doing it again, right here, right now:

  • Shop at Banana Republic again
  • Fit into clothes at Lululemon
  • See my collarbones and jaw bones
  • Wear heels for longer than a couple hours
  • Be satisfied with a small plate of food, instead of a mountain
  • Be able to run up the stairs without being winded (really close to that one!)
  • Buy any pair of glasses from Warby Parker without worrying about how wide they are.
  • Run the PanCan 5K
  • Wear a belt

I’ll add more as I think of them. I think this is a great start!

Week 6: Days 6 & 7

I told you I was tired.

So tired, in fact, that I went to bed without doing much of anything last night. My students will have to wait for their graded papers. Sorry guys.

I weighed in today too…


I lost another 1.1 pounds this week.

I’m not going to lie, I’m a little disappointed. I know in my rational head that losing over a pound in a week is good and healthy. But, after 6 weeks of losing about 5 pounds a week, seeing that little number was a bit disconcerting.

But I DID lose weight. And I’ve lost over 26 pounds in just over 6 weeks. That’s INSANE. And AMAZING. It’s time to actually start exercising though, which I’ve been dreading. Any insight on a good treadmill for the house?

Well, my grad school work is done for the night, so I’m signing off to be unproductive now. I can’t believe that I’m starting my 7th week of this program. I honestly was unsure if I’d make it this far…

Week 6: Day 4 (Month 1 Numbers)

One of my main reasons for embarking on this crazy OptiFast journey was not just to lose weight. My blood numbers (cholesterol, triglycerides, A1C, etc) were horrific.

As of August 18, 2013, my total cholesterol was 266, Triglycerides were over 300, and my A1C was 6.1% (this is a measure of Type 2 Diabetes risk.)

As of October 24, 2013, just 5 weeks after starting my Optifast program, my total cholesterol is 216, triglycerides were down to 220, and my A1C is down to 5.8.

While yes, the weight loss is super nice, I’m honestly thrilled about these numbers going down. This is only ONE month in, and I’m already seeing blood work results. I can’t even imagine how much they’ll go down by December or January!!

And with that, I’m off to bed. It’s way past my bedtime…

Enjoy this cute picture of our babycat Zooey, dressed up like a bunny, being held by my mom.


Week 6: Day 1 (On Smells)

Something I’ve noticed over the past few weeks is that my sense of smell is significantly more sensitive than it had been pre-Optifast.

I can now smell the Chinese restaurant on my way home a good 5 blocks before I used to be able to. If someone is grilling anywhere in the vicinity of my house, I can smell it. Microwaved lunches at school are now easy to pick out while still in my basement classroom. The chopped onions from the chili bar at the staff dinner yesterday? Yeah, I could smell those about 10 classrooms away from the room where dinner was served.

It’s not always food though. Scent is one of the most powerful things for recalling memories…

For those of you who don’t know, my dad passed away almost 3 years ago from pancreatic cancer. He was a natural healer, and his house in Oregon towards the end smelled nearly consistently of burning sage, incense, and a variety of essential oils. A trip to a “hippie” store brings me back to those days.

But a dad walking down the hall at school yesterday, wearing a fresh spritz of cologne that smelled vaguely of vetiver threw me back to days in my childhood home, eagerly getting ready for a dinner out with my family, and going into the bathroom after my dad had gotten himself ready. HIs cologne was vetiver, and that one whiff yesterday made me 9 years old again, standing on a stool in my bathroom, wiping the steam off the mirror and carefully putting on my piña scolada Bonne Bell lip smackers.

This morning, a mom walked into a conference with damp hair and the unmistakeable scent of Paul Mitchell mousse filled the air. Suddenly it was summer, and we were home after a hot day at the beach, and we’d all showered off the sand, and my mom had applied her mousse to create her signature perfect mane of spiral curls.

It’s really remarkable all the things I notice now that my mind isn’t constantly preoccupied with “what am I going to eat next?”

As promised to myself, I treated myself to a haircut at the fancy salon as a reward for having lost 25 pounds. I’m THRILLED with the results! I feel more put-together, and my stylist couldn’t stop raving about how great I looked. It was a phenomenal pick-me-up