6 pounds up this week. HELP!
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Don't be discourage. Remember that to gain 6 lbs you would have had to eaten 21,000 extra calories. It is water weight and you will lose it within a week. I like to track my weight on a calendar and have notice that at certain times of the month I jump up in weight. Stay strong0
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LOL...I did too0
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Ok well I will tell you what works for me! I dont eat all of my exercise calories if I do I tend to gain believe or not! But that's for me ummm maybe you need to check if you are adding things correctly and not eating more than what you log. Good Luck!0
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Good old blue bar soap. Put them to soak in cold water overnight, and use old fashioned bar washing soap. I live in Jamaica so it is easy to find. Don't know if they have it in USA or UK. Magic soap (which is the Brand name as well)0
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First, calm down. You might not have known this, but eating veggies during you TOM can make you retain extra water because fruit and veggies are mostly water. So during the week before and week of your TOM, you should avoid veggies and eat extra carbs and foods high in sodium to dry you out. Also, avoid showering so you don't get water logged.
Second, I am sorry about your panties. Soak them in cold water -- but make sure you wear gloves so you don't actually touch the water.
Good luck and just stick with it.
Brilliant!!0 -
I, too, looked at the most recent couple days on your diary and if they are typical, you may be being sabotaged by what you are eating. There's lots of processed food and precious few vegetables. Although the number of calories is important, so are the nutritional values for long term weight loss. Since you are in the UK, you might want to look at the NHS healthy eating pages at http://www.nhs.uk/livewell/healthy-eating/Pages/Healthyeating.aspx. They have a plan that will walk you through getting started on a weight loss eating pattern.0
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First, calm down. You might not have known this, but eating veggies during you TOM can make you retain extra water because fruit and veggies are mostly water. So during the week before and week of your TOM, you should avoid veggies and eat extra carbs and foods high in sodium to dry you out. Also, avoid showering so you don't get water logged.
Second, I am sorry about your panties. Soak them in cold water -- but make sure you wear gloves so you don't actually touch the water.
Good luck and just stick with it.
Brilliant!!
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Some people just don't get enough attention in their real lives...
The lady was asking for real advice and you decide it's a platform for your new comedy act. Har har. You're so funny.
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anh720 - > When will you be live at London's Apollo? They need some new acts!
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Some people just don't get enough attention in their real lives...
The lady was asking for real advice and you decide it's a platform for your new comedy act. Har har. You're so funny.
:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
I didn't see the reply you are quoting, but has anyone pointed out the OP has a *****? I decided to let the fun continue.
That's where the extra weight comes from I think. I grow one during my TOM.0 -
Some people just don't get enough attention in their real lives...
The lady was asking for real advice and you decide it's a platform for your new comedy act. Har har. You're so funny.
:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
I didn't see the reply you are quoting, but has anyone pointed out the OP has a *****? I decided to let the fun continue.
That's where the extra weight comes from I think. I grow one during my TOM.
Aw man...I swear I did not see that picture before I posted.
Darn you OP! LOL0 -
Second, I am sorry about your panties. Soak them in cold water -- but make sure you wear gloves so you don't actually touch the water.
...... what?
She'll just retain the water she absorbs when washing of the panties if she doesn't wear gloves.
This is quite possibly the silliest post I've read here! Enjoying it thoroughly.0 -
First, calm down. You might not have known this, but eating veggies during you TOM can make you retain extra water because fruit and veggies are mostly water. So during the week before and week of your TOM, you should avoid veggies and eat extra carbs and foods high in sodium to dry you out. Also, avoid showering so you don't get water logged.
Second, I am sorry about your panties. Soak them in cold water -- but make sure you wear gloves so you don't actually touch the water.
Good luck and just stick with it.
Finally, good, sensible advice on the internet.
There's a first time for everything.0 -
Has no one except anh noticed that OP is male, according to profile?0
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two words: water retention.0
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I've been eating good. Loadsa veggies and fruit. Exercising every day for at least 30 mins. But on the scales this morning I am up 6lbs!!!!
And to make matters worse, I got my period this afternoon. I had no tampons so now my favourite panties are ruined.
What can I do?
Well, the first thing I would do would be shave those damn legs. You look like a man for crying out loud. Your boyfriend's not going to want you if you keep them hairy like that. :huh:0 -
I've been eating good. Loadsa veggies and fruit. Exercising every day for at least 30 mins. But on the scales this morning I am up 6lbs!!!!
And to make matters worse, I got my period this afternoon. I had no tampons so now my favourite panties are ruined.
What can I do?
My first thought is that the gain is from your period. Weigh yourself again when it's over.0 -
Period weight gain. AND............
I browsed at your diary and it's full of sugary treats, fatty foods and whole milk........there's lot's of room for improvement.
^^^^^ Yes this!!0 -
Every woman I've ever known has retained water during her TOM.0
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OMG The OP is totally a man--- and a writer.
Are you looking for inspirtation for your first novel, OP? If you have bled on your undies, you might want to see a doctor. They've got shots for that and you don't even have to tell your mother.0 -
Trolololo, men don't get menstrual cycles and ruin their panties.0
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My first thought is to go see a doctor ASAP since as a man you should not be getting your period. :laugh:0
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First, calm down. You might not have known this, but eating veggies during you TOM can make you retain extra water because fruit and veggies are mostly water. So during the week before and week of your TOM, you should avoid veggies and eat extra carbs and foods high in sodium to dry you out. Also, avoid showering so you don't get water logged.
Second, I am sorry about your panties. Soak them in cold water -- but make sure you wear gloves so you don't actually touch the water.
Good luck and just stick with it.
not sure if serious....
sodium makes you hold on to water. avoid sodium and drink lots and lots of water. and really, avoid showering? i need to shower MORE during my TOM. GROSS.
I wanted to ask if that was serious... but I didn't want to be rude. I've weighed myself after working out and after my shower.. just for sh*ts and giggles.. there is no difference. Your body weight is up and down all day period or not...0 -
You should use the diva cup.
So one of the many new devices I purchased for this trip was a Diva "Moon Cup". Since feminine hygine supplies would be hard to come by and waste-producing, I opted instead to buy a thing like a Barbie Deluxe Toilet Plunger, and stuff it up my hooha.
The theory is that the cup catches your pan drippings, and you empty it a couple times a day, washing it with hippy soap, and reinserting. It presupposes you are enough of an Earth Mother to be OK not only with your monthly outpourings, but also with generally fossicking around in your flaps. Now, I am no stranger to gore. Nor am I squeamish about my delicate rose of delight, except that I have no such illusions about it and indeed am always reminded of nothing so much as stuffing an oddly-warm raw turkey. So, when after several weeks of teasing, the Period Fairy threatening to postpone the Communist Invasion until I was actually getting on the plane (I was about ready to scream and cry at some hapless unwary male just as a sacrifice to appease her) at last I greeted the rosy-fingered dawn and set about embarking on my new life as a eco-friendly Diva.
The Moon Cup comes in two sizes; Size A, for youthful nymphs under 30 who have never given birth and have silken tresses and tinkling laughs and are all size 0, and size B, for Big Ol' *****es like m'self, who have either spawned, or are so old (ie over 30) that they might as well have been poppin' them out like Duggar Donuts, because their sugar walls are now echoing corridors full of cobwebs and slackness. Of course the packaging phrases it more nicely, but I was miffed to see that despite having never replicated, I was still doomed to the Big Gulp size because of my age alone.
So, chalice in hand, fingers washed, and let's fold that thing like a taco (no, not THAT thing, the other thing!) and cram it up where only one man has gone before and even then not for a damn long time even when he WAS still around. I'm sure I imagined the rusty creaking sounds as I tried to shove something which was larger than anything previous (with the exception of various medical speculums which, I believe, were constructed by the same person who designed the Montlake Drawbridge)into the Gaping Maw.
Now, you're supposed to roll the cup up, smuggle it past the border, let it expand, then turn it clockwise (or counter clockwise, or then one way and another, stopping when you hear the click, or something...) anyway, you're supposed to be able to turn this thing like a dial in there."If the cup does not turn easily, you did it wrong" Oh, of course, I'll just grasp hold of a thing about the size, shape, and slipperyness of the pointy end of a peeled hard-boiled egg, which is now buried in the meaty folds of my innermost femininity, which, I may add, are well-sluiced with the special effects from a Quentin Tarantino film, and spin that sucker like a dredel.
There is, also, a small stem at the base of this cup, which, being made of the same slippery silicon and about a centimeter long, is about as helpful as providing a live, untrained earthworm for a handle. More on this later.
So, rotate this thing in situ, to ensure a good 'seal' and a comfortable fit.
Does. Not. Happen.
Ladies (and gentlemen, although I hope for your sake none of you gentlemen are reading this), I tried. I hauled that thing in and out of there more times, and with much less joy, than Eeyore with his birthday present, and not once could I get that thing to "turn easily". I finally gave up, since it seemed, at one point, to be "fully inflated" and more or less in the right place. Frankly I think that having left my furrow unplowed for so long, I'm not exactly the proper degree of hotdog-hallway that the instruction-writer was intending to address, but so be it. Let's give this thing a whirl, if we can't give it a twist.
Fast forward a few hours in which I've done nothing much. To its credit, I don't feel the presence of THE CUP at all, no discomfort, not even a vague sense of "eugh" as I sometimes have when knowing all that stands between me and my khakis is a small cottony Dutch boy. In fact, I'm getting rather concerned that the Diva Cup has wormed its way in like some form of parasitic jellyfish and is now eagerly migrating up my fallopian tubes, with me all unknowing. Time to go fishing.
And that is where I discover that, while it's difficult to try and 'turn' a Diva Cup newly lodged in your sanctum sanctorum, it's a freakin' log-fall compared to trying to recover said Cup after it has gotten comfortably settled in the downy folds of your blood-engorged tissues. Yes, indeed, if cram my fingers up there to the point of pain, I can just, tantilizingly, tickle the end of that goddamn silicone 'stem'. Grasp it? Not in hell.
Of course the instructions say, if this happens, DO NOT PANIC. Well, thank god for that, because I was already running through the list of people I'd trust with a flashlight, a set of forceps, and an experience that would scar both of us for the rest of our lives. There were instructions for different positions, and "bearing down" and so forth, which I tried, to no avail, and I was pretty sure that my ham-fisted efforts (ahem) were just making things worse on the "swollen" front, so Diva and I took a break, and retired to our respective corners for an hour or so.
Now I brought out my secret weapon: Beer. If, gods help me, I ever have to have a baby, I intend to be drunk off my *kitten* for the delivery, and I surely hope that the Fairy Prince Unicorn Elvis who is my chosen Babydaddy will provide a bedside IV of godly ambrosia, or at least Jim Beam. But anyway, two beers and I'm good to go spelunking in quest of the Holy Grail once more.
Either the beer, or the break, or the combination of all of these and squatting on the bathmat like a Neanderthal crapping, finally, produced enough of that goddamn 'stem' to grab (which was good, because I was dreading having use the kitchen tongs Up There or something) and, with a surprising amount of horrible suctioning "discomfort", the invader was routed! And, wonder of wonders, it was indeed partially filled. Not filled with DELICIOUS CANDY, no, but it did seem to have been, you know... -working-, before I so rudely dislodged it from its parasitic feeding. I felt a combination of grudging respect and intrigue, as one might upon meeting a foe worthy of their steel. Provided we could agree to disagree on the whole "turn 360 degrees in place" aspect, perhaps this could indeed be a workable partnership. Better than bleeding into the Rupununi and attracting every caiman, pirahna, and candiru fish for fifty miles.
But not without some boundaries first. I tied a ROPE to that stupid stem this time."0 -
Haha, 4 pages of mostly serious replies. Troll post trolls well!0
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It could be water retention, but I also think it may be a bit to many carbs. Be careful with the fruits. Sugars and carbs with fruit can sneak up on you. Try incorporating a bit more Protein.0
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You should use the diva cup.
So one of the many new devices I purchased for this trip was a Diva "Moon Cup". Since feminine hygine supplies would be hard to come by and waste-producing, I opted instead to buy a thing like a Barbie Deluxe Toilet Plunger, and stuff it up my hooha.
The theory is that the cup catches your pan drippings, and you empty it a couple times a day, washing it with hippy soap, and reinserting. It presupposes you are enough of an Earth Mother to be OK not only with your monthly outpourings, but also with generally fossicking around in your flaps. Now, I am no stranger to gore. Nor am I squeamish about my delicate rose of delight, except that I have no such illusions about it and indeed am always reminded of nothing so much as stuffing an oddly-warm raw turkey. So, when after several weeks of teasing, the Period Fairy threatening to postpone the Communist Invasion until I was actually getting on the plane (I was about ready to scream and cry at some hapless unwary male just as a sacrifice to appease her) at last I greeted the rosy-fingered dawn and set about embarking on my new life as a eco-friendly Diva.
The Moon Cup comes in two sizes; Size A, for youthful nymphs under 30 who have never given birth and have silken tresses and tinkling laughs and are all size 0, and size B, for Big Ol' *****es like m'self, who have either spawned, or are so old (ie over 30) that they might as well have been poppin' them out like Duggar Donuts, because their sugar walls are now echoing corridors full of cobwebs and slackness. Of course the packaging phrases it more nicely, but I was miffed to see that despite having never replicated, I was still doomed to the Big Gulp size because of my age alone.
So, chalice in hand, fingers washed, and let's fold that thing like a taco (no, not THAT thing, the other thing!) and cram it up where only one man has gone before and even then not for a damn long time even when he WAS still around. I'm sure I imagined the rusty creaking sounds as I tried to shove something which was larger than anything previous (with the exception of various medical speculums which, I believe, were constructed by the same person who designed the Montlake Drawbridge)into the Gaping Maw.
Now, you're supposed to roll the cup up, smuggle it past the border, let it expand, then turn it clockwise (or counter clockwise, or then one way and another, stopping when you hear the click, or something...) anyway, you're supposed to be able to turn this thing like a dial in there."If the cup does not turn easily, you did it wrong" Oh, of course, I'll just grasp hold of a thing about the size, shape, and slipperyness of the pointy end of a peeled hard-boiled egg, which is now buried in the meaty folds of my innermost femininity, which, I may add, are well-sluiced with the special effects from a Quentin Tarantino film, and spin that sucker like a dredel.
There is, also, a small stem at the base of this cup, which, being made of the same slippery silicon and about a centimeter long, is about as helpful as providing a live, untrained earthworm for a handle. More on this later.
So, rotate this thing in situ, to ensure a good 'seal' and a comfortable fit.
Does. Not. Happen.
Ladies (and gentlemen, although I hope for your sake none of you gentlemen are reading this), I tried. I hauled that thing in and out of there more times, and with much less joy, than Eeyore with his birthday present, and not once could I get that thing to "turn easily". I finally gave up, since it seemed, at one point, to be "fully inflated" and more or less in the right place. Frankly I think that having left my furrow unplowed for so long, I'm not exactly the proper degree of hotdog-hallway that the instruction-writer was intending to address, but so be it. Let's give this thing a whirl, if we can't give it a twist.
Fast forward a few hours in which I've done nothing much. To its credit, I don't feel the presence of THE CUP at all, no discomfort, not even a vague sense of "eugh" as I sometimes have when knowing all that stands between me and my khakis is a small cottony Dutch boy. In fact, I'm getting rather concerned that the Diva Cup has wormed its way in like some form of parasitic jellyfish and is now eagerly migrating up my fallopian tubes, with me all unknowing. Time to go fishing.
And that is where I discover that, while it's difficult to try and 'turn' a Diva Cup newly lodged in your sanctum sanctorum, it's a freakin' log-fall compared to trying to recover said Cup after it has gotten comfortably settled in the downy folds of your blood-engorged tissues. Yes, indeed, if cram my fingers up there to the point of pain, I can just, tantilizingly, tickle the end of that goddamn silicone 'stem'. Grasp it? Not in hell.
Of course the instructions say, if this happens, DO NOT PANIC. Well, thank god for that, because I was already running through the list of people I'd trust with a flashlight, a set of forceps, and an experience that would scar both of us for the rest of our lives. There were instructions for different positions, and "bearing down" and so forth, which I tried, to no avail, and I was pretty sure that my ham-fisted efforts (ahem) were just making things worse on the "swollen" front, so Diva and I took a break, and retired to our respective corners for an hour or so.
Now I brought out my secret weapon: Beer. If, gods help me, I ever have to have a baby, I intend to be drunk off my *kitten* for the delivery, and I surely hope that the Fairy Prince Unicorn Elvis who is my chosen Babydaddy will provide a bedside IV of godly ambrosia, or at least Jim Beam. But anyway, two beers and I'm good to go spelunking in quest of the Holy Grail once more.
Either the beer, or the break, or the combination of all of these and squatting on the bathmat like a Neanderthal crapping, finally, produced enough of that goddamn 'stem' to grab (which was good, because I was dreading having use the kitchen tongs Up There or something) and, with a surprising amount of horrible suctioning "discomfort", the invader was routed! And, wonder of wonders, it was indeed partially filled. Not filled with DELICIOUS CANDY, no, but it did seem to have been, you know... -working-, before I so rudely dislodged it from its parasitic feeding. I felt a combination of grudging respect and intrigue, as one might upon meeting a foe worthy of their steel. Provided we could agree to disagree on the whole "turn 360 degrees in place" aspect, perhaps this could indeed be a workable partnership. Better than bleeding into the Rupununi and attracting every caiman, pirahna, and candiru fish for fifty miles.
But not without some boundaries first. I tied a ROPE to that stupid stem this time."
Thank you thank you thank you. That was the hardest I've laughed in a long time!! Seriously....tears rolling down my face, had to stop reading to catch my breathe laughter. That was awesome.0 -
hahahaha, I noticed he was a man right away and was laughing reading this with all the people answering his question and no one noticing its a man hahahaOMG The OP is totally a man--- and a writer.
Are you looking for inspirtation for your first novel, OP? If you have bled on your undies, you might want to see a doctor. They've got shots for that and you don't even have to tell your mother.0 -
OMG, I totally agree!! Shower, shower, shower! If you soak up water then I would rather be a few pounds bigger than to stink! You will have to shower sometime...also never heard of your body soaking up water.First, calm down. You might not have known this, but eating veggies during you TOM can make you retain extra water because fruit and veggies are mostly water. So during the week before and week of your TOM, you should avoid veggies and eat extra carbs and foods high in sodium to dry you out. Also, avoid showering so you don't get water logged.
Second, I am sorry about your panties. Soak them in cold water -- but make sure you wear gloves so you don't actually touch the water.
Good luck and just stick with it.
not sure if serious....
sodium makes you hold on to water. avoid sodium and drink lots and lots of water. and really, avoid showering? i need to shower MORE during my TOM. GROSS.0 -
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Anyone notice anything funny here?
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So no one noticed that the original poster of this thread is a male...0
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