I haven’t felt right for the past few days. I expressed to my husband, Saturday that something just felt off. I was so sleepy, I felt like I could barely keep my eyes open. I have been feeling fatigued and then, this morning I had a flare up of my chronic condition that has been painful. I managed to make it through a spin class this morning, I didn’t go all out, though. Felt like a slacker at first, but then I reminded myself that a true slacker wouldn’t have even gone to the gym.
I did weights and then went to hot yoga. I am hoping that the yoga will help, felt like I needed to sweat out some toxins. I’m still feeling sluggish, today and I’ve decided that it’s o.k. to declare this afternoon as a lazy afternoon. Maybe I could us a little more lazy in my life every now and then. I took a shower and got into my p.j’s, so here it is 2:30 PM on a Wednesday afternoon and I’m in pajamas. If anyone stops by my house, they will think that I’m one of those women that doesn’t get dressed all day. Read More →
Yesterday I informed everyone that I was stressed out and then I felt like that is very vague and I also realize how much I internalize things and how that in turn causes me to try not to vent too much, so who did I turn to? Girl Scouts of America and their damn cookies, that’s who! So, I’m going to lay it all out like an open book here or open blog and then you can all psycho analyze me.. Read More →
Weigh In: + 1.8 (I know, I know, I’m going the wrong way). I’m in the process of making a u-turn. I did not track or journal my food consumption for five days, I ate out more than usual and ate more than I normally do. I also lost control and ate some Girl Scout cookies. They are all around me. I volunteered to be cookie mom and now I realize it was a big, big, big mistake in more ways than one. I don’t even like them, but I went straight for them when I wanted something sweet and I was tired or stressed out.
Enough is enough. I haven’t had any cookies in the past two days and there is an open box in the pantry. I didn’t use my time wisely to plan and prep for meals and snacks this week either and I see the result of that. Read More →
Today, February 7th finally came after I have been dreading it for a few weeks now and feeling a bit of anxiety over it. Four years ago on this day I got that dreaded phone call from my mom that changed my family’s life forever. My sister was gone and I thought I was going to die from the pain. Here I am four years later, living my life, smiling a lot, laughing a lot and today on a day that I dreaded and thought I wouldn’t even be able to climb out of bed, I was able to say a prayer of thanks for a wonderful sister and friend, I was able to get up and function like any other day. Today is not different from any other day, really. I miss my Brandi every single day. Sometimes it makes me cry and sometimes the crying part doesn’t come.
When I got into my car this morning, I felt the tears welling up just a bit, so I changed radio stations and hit the 80′s station. ”Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” was playing. It made me laugh and sit there in awe for a moment. I had to question Brandi if she was messing with me. That is one of her all time favorite songs and mine and we loved, loved, loved listening to and dancing to it together. I’m talking about dancing like fools dancing. Read More →
I was ecstatic when my friend, Kelly asked me if I wanted a brand new pair of Seven brand jeans that are a size 32 (European, that is). I have read so many statements on a size 32 to try to discover the conversion to U.S. sizing. Some state that they are size 12, others state they are a size 10. I have a pair of Levi’s that are a 12 and I fit very comfortably in them, but I have other jeans from Gap size 14, so to be honest I don’t really care what size the jeans are, I just want to be able to wear the jeans.
I can pull the jeans all the way up. I can button the jeans when I inhale and suck in as I have never sucked in before. Breathing is not an option at this point. I cannot bend my knees in the jeans. There is a large amount of flab protruding over the top of the jeans, also known as muffin top. Mine is more like a jumbo muffin top, you know like the Costco equivalent of a muffin.
I decided, yesterday and proclaimed on Facebook that I am beginning a new challenge for my new goal. Seven in 7 is what I am calling it. I want to be able to wear, sit, bend over, and be able to walk without looking like Frankenstein in these fab jeans within seven weeks.
Today is day one and with the way my week has been going since Thursday weigh in, I am on a roll. I did have a bag of peanut butter m & m’s at the movies, last night, which was 14 PointsPlus, Yikes, but my dinner was a bust. I went to a restaurant that undercooked my salmon, so I was quite grossed out and on a time crunch for a movie, so I ate less than a third of my salmon burger and had a few sweet potato fries. Not very satisfying. You all know I don’t eat popcorn for two major reasons: My daughter choked on popcorn to the point that her face turned blue and I had to perform the Heimlich on her, thank God I knew what to do. Then she aspirated it into her lung. Very scary situation. Please don’t let your young children eat popcorn and don’t let any children eat it unsupervised. It is the third leading cause of fatal choking among children. Another popcorn incident lead me to my second colonoscopy (I know it wasn’t the popcorn, but it was the last thing I ate before I my intestinal infection started). O.k. enough about popcorn and poop. I wish I had planned ahead and packed myself a snack. While I’m thinking about it, I’ll throw some almonds and granola bars in my purse.
Today, at the gym, I got on the Jacob’s ladder for the second time. I was only able to go 2 minutes the first time, but today I managed 4 minutes. For those of you that may not know what this contraption is, the ladder is just that. The ladder is much like the treadmill or stairclimber. You climb on the ladder and the ladder begins to move. Your feet and hands have to keep moving in the motion of climbing, the higher you go, the faster it gets.
By minute one my heart rate was increasing and I was finally getting into the rhythm.
At minute two I was sweating and I was feeling a little self-conscious about falling off.
At minute three my quads were on fire, burning like I had just finished 5oo lunges.
At minute four, I had to tell myself not to go into the light, I may have even shouted, “no, no I’m not ready”.
At 4:02 I hopped off and claimed my victory as I huffed and puffed on over to the rest of my workout.
So, my friends day one of Seven in 7 is going quite nicely.
Today was a much better day. I think writing about my feelings and what I am experiencing helped me. I sure hope I didn’t depress anyone with my last blog It’s a rough time, but I know I just have to push on through.
I would like to share something on a lighter note. I had an extreme day of working out, yesterday. I went to spin, worked my upper body with weights and abs, then went to hot yoga. Walking into a room heated to 90 degrees after I had already been working out was much different from the previous times I had entered. Read More →
