But my main motivation for wanting to lose weight is that I can't afford to buy new clothes.

Yep. I got four lovely pair of jeans when I reached my goal weight 18 months ago. Right now they're hanging in my closet, taunting me.

I'm not allowed to leave the house till Tuesday...not even to walk the dog.

Oy! I'm sorry. Are they worried the cold air will aggravate the asthma or something?

Are they worried the cold air will aggravate the asthma or something?

That and the wind. It's supposed to get really cold/windy this weekend.

When I was in NZ, we went to the Auckland Zoo the morning we were leaving just to go see a kiwi. They are the most adorable furry basketballs on legs, ever!

ION, and speaking of NZ, our mail server is down, and I need a file I've saved in email to be able to send off a resume to Wellington. Frustrating!

We have another candidate interviewing today -- the last one. She got her law degree the year I was born, and I'm no Spring Chicken.

vw, I'm so sorry the doctors have put you under house arrest, but if it helps you get better...

I have radically accepted this and am trying to think of fun things to occupy my time.

Yay! More vw for us. (sorry that was very wrong of me)

An interesting puzzle type site. [link]

The (winter - let's not talk about gymnastics!) Olympics offer a healthy image of female weight, for the most part. They often post the height and weight of the competitors in a variety of sports - I've seen downhill skiiers and bobsledders posted. They tend to have medium-tall heights (5'5-5'9) and, as clearly muscular women in skin-tight suits at the peak of fitness, weigh in the 150-180 range. No, I have no idea what that is in BMI.

I was also interested that they noted that one of the male downhill skiiers has trouble because he is thin (not a stick, but like 180 as opposed to Bode's 210) - it's an advantage to have more weight in the turns to some degree. Except mr. flea disagreed with this on some principle of physics, but once we started talking about the physics of skiing my brain went to sleep.

Gronk.

All of my good thought to this morning, Jen.

Aw, vw. I'm sorry, sweetie.

As has been said, BMI is only useful as a very crude diagnostic tool or demographic indicator. It certainly is not meant to be used the way it is now. Hell, if I were in my "ideal" BMI range, I'd look like a fucking skeleton.

The only weight news I have is that I've lost 30lbs in two weeks, but I wouldn't recommend my method. I'm going to chalk up most of it to nursing.

First full day on our own. I did manage to shower, feed & dress Owen and Olivia and myself. By 11.

Olivia's napping and Owen's feeding crayons to the VCR.

The only weight news I have is that I've lost 30lbs in two weeks, but I wouldn't recommend my method.

Here in New York, there was a news story about a woman who gave birth to a 11 pound, 8 oz baby. Naturally. As in, without any drugs. It was a 16-hour labor.

YAY Cashmere!

Cash, nursing really dropped my pounds, too. It was scary. Well, that and the lasix, for the first few weeks (ah, retained water, how I don't miss you). Sadly, it slowed down when I went back to full time working and Lillian started eating more solids. Now I have to actually pay attention to what I eat. Le Phooey. Which is Faux-rench for I don't wanna, gimme choccy.

VW, do you have any knitting projects? House arrest sucks.

I should lose 40lbs, to be at a good weight for my body, but I'd be happy with 20, because then things fit better.