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This isn't cute anymore:

I’m 31, the new 30 and I’m closer to my goal than when I started this blog. Now I’m trying to stay on the path that will get me healthy and on the other side of the clothing store. I’ve had my revenge moments and they felt great. Now I’m ready for more of those great moments, maybe this year I’ll propel down something, who knows. But I’m held back by 40 less things.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Not all Workouts are created to drench you in Sweat - T Minus 93

Honestly, last night when I realized I've worked out for a week straight, i thought that I would take a day off. But the more I thought about it the less appealing it sounded. Now I did want to give my body a "rest", but I still wanted to do something. So my super cool pro working out boss thought it was a great idea when I said I was thinking about taking an early lunch to go to a Pilates class. He actually commended me on evening going out because it's just rainy and icky out. Now I've done a Pilates class before and it hurt and not much has changed, it very much so works that core with every movement, but I wasn't drench in sweat. If I wanted to I could work out again in that outfit, but only if I'm done with everything by 4:30 is that even possibly feasible. Which is why I went to a 10:30 class.

NSV - I bought this rain/trench coat from Old Navy years ago and it never quite fit, at best i could button it, but I couldn't drive in it. It's big, it swallows me :) This weekend I will have my own fashion montage to see what fits and what goes in the clothing swap bin.


Last night was my sister's birthday and I swore I wasn't going to have cake...I had cake and since it was ice cream cake and I'm lactose intolerant, I am regretting my decision in more ways than one. I'm not a complete moron, I did take some lactaid pills, but they did not work. That's what I get.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

It's on my mind

I think one of the reasons I've taking a shine to this weight loss blogging is based on that WW quote (it might not be WW but that's where I first heard it) "Your skinny friends don't understand and you fat friends don't want to hear about it". After my workout I was excited that I was finally getting "flexi" and I was about to send a text to a few friends and I stopped. Some of them can do the splits and some started out with me, but haven't progressed as much as they wanted to. And I didn't want to rub it in, I just wanted to share, but it somehow felt inappropriate. But here, well here I can tell you guys anything, like the first time I realized I was smaller was in the shower because the water ran down my lady parts differently and by lady parts I mean vagina.

Thanks for letting me share,

I'm just rambling because I'm tired - T minus 94

I'm feeling a bit drained. I want nothing to do with this evening’s festivities at LA Boxing, I think it's boxing tonight. Last night was kickboxing with Danny, I've never had him before and oh look, I will have him again tonight. Nice guy, he's compact, but looks like all muscle. While we were doing our training during the core moves my back was not pleased, need to get on those supermans. I did do some on the machine when I went to fancy gym after I ran for 16 minutes. My time was lower because I stopped a few times. My body is sore and my calves felt like that were going to explode and that would be bad. Am I rambling, I feel like I'm rambling.

Just in case I’ll start a new paragraph. So I ran after kickboxing last night because that's how I get down. I think next week I'm going to try to run outside, I'm sure there's an app for that. My eating has been good, although I broke down and had 11 blue corn tortillas and salsa from Jason's deli and let me tell you. It was good. I bought more celery with me today and more food, but it seems I didn't finish anything or touch the grapes. There's always tomorrow. Tonight will make it one complete week of moving this body of mine and it feels good, although tomorrow I might skip because it's my sister's birthday and I doubt she wants to eat dinner at 10. Maybe I can convince my boss to let me take my lunch early so I can check out this 10:30 Pilates class at fancy gym. there are options, i will squeeze something in tomorrow, no reason to jump off the train.

I'm off, wish me strength in my back!

I went I did it and two things:
1. Sometimes the trainer has us run laps, I generally get lapped, but tonight was the first time, I passed someone!
2. I am getting more flexible! I was touching the hell out of my toes tonight!

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

My NSV - T Minus 95

Thanks to Dr Fit to Fat, I now know what NSV means. I have 2 for the day. Then is off to another evening with the night crew at LA Boxing.

My mom got me this braclette years ago when she was alive and I liked it, but never worn it because I couldn't wear it, but its on now! It's a terribly blurry picute i know, but you see it.

The other NSV is yesterday I wore a shirt I hadn't worn snice the first time I wore it. It was tigh across my tire/muffin top and the buttons pulled. I wore eventhough I remember saying, I'll just suck it in all night and I should be fine. (no dear, breathing was hard, you were not fine.) So I put it on and it fits. Half way through the day my co worker commented, "I guess that's another shirt you won't get to wear again." I think I can still wear it, but it was smock like and was intended to be fitted to the body. Take a look.

This is a bit of extra material. I've actually put off trying on some of my favorite tops because I'm afirad I've missed my oppurtunity to fit them again. So my clothing swap bin (I'm going to organize a clothing swap in Novemener in the hopes of finding some good deals, it'll be in Northern Virginia, so let me know if you want in) is full and my closet looks bare. Anyway, it's getting close to class time and I have to wrap my hands. I would love nothing more than to go home and curl up and watch a good new crime drama, but I'm already dressed and have a headband on. LET'S DO THIS!

You can see my tire, goodness I will be ever so happy to say good bye to that!

Monday, September 27, 2010

T Minus 96 - I say good bye to you

In the last 100 days of 2010 I say good bye to gracefully getting in and out of a car. To lowering and raising myself off of the toilet without bracing myself on the sink. Goodbye being able to walk normally after being seated for more than a minute. Good bye to always having full use of my arms and goodbye to laughing without pain in my core. All of these good byes are so that I can say hello to 1XX, hello to not the Plus Sized section of a store, hello to not having to locate my section by the underwear (you know that's where we are, next to the cute frilly bras we can't wear because they don't go past a 40DD, guys if that was what the world was really like, you'd all convert to leg men, just saying). Hello to fitting into dresses I've bought a size (or 2) smaller than my current size.

This past week I said to myself, wow, I haven't done any deadman rows in a while, I think I'll do a couple to see if I've gotten better. Well, guess what we did in class tonight? (That's right I sucked it up and went to the 7:45 class) Deadman rows, 1 push up burpees and power squats. I want to be mad at the power squats with weights, but I've seen my upper back thighs and the runner's in front of me, so yeah, I'm just going to remember that when the pain takes over my body. I also did a weigh check in, 224.2. Better. :)

Sunday, September 26, 2010

15 in 15

This is my frist blog challenge! I absolutly want to lose 15 pounds in 15 weeks, I'd like to lose more, but every pound lost is a win.

A Nice Rainy Sunday – T minus 97

All I wanted was to have this nice rainy Sunday so that it would be okay to sleep in. It was and I did and then around 9am I started thinking about that 10:30 boxing class. I like the instructor and his music selection. But I could do my own little workout, maybe some deadman rows, some jump rope, I could stay in bed a little while longer and run through some drills on my own. I had this conversation for about 30 minutes, plotting out the workout and everything I had that I would use and happy with the routine I thought up I rolled over and closed my eyes for like 2 seconds and then reluctantly jumped up showered and got dressed for the 10:30 class.

Class was great, instructor was funny and calories were burned. Only problem were the sit ups, they were bothering my back more than usually, Teacher noticed and offered some good advice: Do some supermans. Why have I forgotten that? Does anyone else have any good advice/ideas for strengthening the lower back muscles?

Today is Sunday and that means, break out the scale, turn up the music, Mama’s in the kitchen doing stuff. I have cauliflower, green beans and corn to steam. There is also chicken breast to marinade and then put on the Forman. Fruit to wash and weight out into acceptable serving sizes. Oh and gym clothes to wash and get ready for the up coming week. Sunday just got a little less fun, but productive.

Runner# 424 in the Step Away From Cancer 5K – T minus 98

First thing’s first, I wasn’t last. My race partner, C took one for our team and let me have the glory of not coming in last. Things could have gone better. We arrived late, we ended up parking further away than we thought and started the race 13 minutes late, but couldn’t check in with our trackers because they already set it to record finishing times. Um, who finishes a 5K in less than 15 minutes? (If it’s possible, please don’t tell me). So that was very disappointing. It is much harder to run for real than to run on a treadmill. C told me I could go ahead and to not let me hold her up. But I couldn’t because, despite the rough patch we hit, we were and will always be friends and friends don’t leave friends to suffer through a 5K alone. During the second half I was getting antsy and started to push her a little more to run and she did, but her hip started to bother her and I am not returning anyone’s finance broken, so we took an easy, but she pushed herself and we made it by the hour mark (minus 13 minutes) I’ve come to accept my time to be 47 minutes and her 47.5.

I’m glad we had that time together, would have loved for A to join us, but there was something with her registration and I don’t think she really wanted to do it. It involved running and waking up early on a Saturday. And I’m ok with that, I think she just didn’t want to be left out of the bonding because you do bond, even if it’s a walk and talk with a friend.

When the race was over (when we finished) there was a ceremony with a raffle and bananas and water and Subway sandwiches. I was slightly surprised how I dropped my turkey sandwich when I found out they had veggie. Could I be gearing up for a life as a vegetarian? No, I like steak too much for that. We ate our food and decided to walk to the WWII memorial since we were downtown and how often do we get to do this?

It was a lovely memorial and that’s when I realized I had no camera and my blog entry would suck a bit, so for that I’m sorry. My eating could have been better; I did not really keep track of the eating.

I’ve also already found my next 5K; it’s on Thanksgiving up the street from my house! What was really funny about this day was that I was going to try to make it to a kickboxing class after and be really bad ass and to see if I could do it. Well, my badass feel alseep hard after i ate and was done with the outside and ready to make nice with my icy hot.

Friday, September 24, 2010

A duce and a quarter – T minus 99

So, I’m loving having my homemade egg mcmuffins. A quarter cup egg whites with a 1 tablespoon of chopped sautéed (in Pam) mixed in, I put it in a round metal cookie cutter. 1 double fiber honey wheat English muffin and the spread is the laughing cheese light swiss, way better than mayo. That’s how I start my day and I have my snacks of fruit, although next week I will try mix it up with some celery sticks and cucumbers.

I think I’m getting back to awesome me. I woke up this morning thinking, what am I going to wear to the gym today, god I hope I have clean gym clothes. This afternoon there was boxing with Lonnie. He’s the guy I’ve seen training with the weight vest, crazy, just crazy. So he had us warm up with jump ropes. There’s something embarrassing and humbling about not being able to jump rope, the concept is easy peasy, the execution not so much. What hurts more than the sting of that plastic cord that snaps on your sweaty body part is the memory of not being able to jump double dutch because you couldn’t turn because you were double handed. If only I wasn’t double handed I would be so much better at this rope jumping.

The drills are really what I love hate. I shall do my best to describe this fantastical torture adventure I went on while people ordered Wendy’s and ate it in their cars outside my gym. Seriously, every time I park it’s next to someone eating Wendy’s alone in their car. It makes me sad and jealous, but more sad because I’ve been there. Okay so this drill. Suicides with 4 stations, your home is 1, so you run to 2 then 1 then 3 then 1 then 4 then back to one and that was consider 1 completion and we did that for an eternity. The next drill, we start off with 15 pushups then the suicides and that was 1 completion. The next one replaced the pushups with 5 points which is a burpee with a pushup and the next one replaced the 5 points with power squats with weights. At this point I have hated Lonnie more times than I’ve done completions, but also noted that this is one hell of a work out. So the last set is where it’s just a you want me to do what now moment. Start at home, run to 2, do 10 pushups (yay that’s 5 less than before!) run back to 1, run to 3, do 10 or 5 5 points (I got stupid after the second set of this, so forgive me) then run back to 1 then to 4 and do 10 power squats (yay, no weights, it really was like jumping for joy). The back of my shirt was soaked. And then we put on gloves and did some work on the heavy bag with spurts of mountain climbers, sit ups and pushups. Lonnie’s class might be the reason there’s a bit of definition in my shoulder. There’s going to be a fight night, but I’m pretty sure I have a birthday or wedding thing to go to.

Tomorrow’s the race and it seems that one friend is committed to doing it and the other, well, I’m not so sure. I was already told not to work out before the race, but I also want to work out everyday for the last 100 days of the year left.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

T minus 100 9/23/10

Today was a good day. I resisted temptations and stay on plan with my eating. I think Sundays will be known as meal prep day. I seem to have forgotten how much easier it is to eat right when you have everything planned.

I went to Boxing for lunch today and we were put in the ring. At first I wanted no parts of it, but I trust my instructor and actually had a good time. But seriously, sweaty boys stink, they smell much better from afar on my TV LOL, but they were all great and patient with me and my soft hits. I almost can’t wait to do it again.

I have not been able to get out of my dinner tomorrow, but I have figured out that I can fill myself on veggies during lunch and for dinner, I will have Pho since I’m to have carbs before the race. A small bowl more than fills me and I will only be able to have a few wings. I’m really just going for the company and I will only have water and I will leave early, I do have that race.

I’m still unsure if my friends are joining me, I guess we’ll find out on Saturday. I’m hoping that afterwards I have enough time to get to the morning Kickboxing class, if not I’m sure there’s an afternoon one I can do. I’m also going to start looking for more races, I heard that most areas have on on thanksgiving and Christmas and let’s face it, who can’t use a run on turkey day?

As for these last 100 days of 2010 I think my goal will be to workout each day. I have some ground to make up and some pounds to drop.

One last note to my running readers; do you have any suggestions for my run on Saturday?


I just got my kick in the pants and it hurt! I think I’m done throwing this pitty party of one. Smaller Pants has just informed me that it is crunch time, it is go time! There are 100 days left in 2010 and I want to weight about 27 pounds less in 60 days. That’s right I gained five pounds. Umm, I don’t have time to sit on my ass and eat junk and feel bad about myself. For one, that’s just a crappy cycle that will get me right back to feeling bad about myself and eating crap. So I have 75 days from today do lose x amount of pounds and I will do it. I refuse to back slide any further. I will give myself that birthday present of being in Onesville damnit! *slapping myself jumping up and down* I’m ready to do this! Who’s with me?

At the end of this post I checked out the schedule at my gyms (a girl with 2 gyms has no excuse) and there was a boxing class in 10 minutes, so I hauled ass to make it and I did, then I decided to double down and take the Body Pump class at the other gym. I was going to triple down, but I wasn’t into that Zumba instructor and if I left then I would have time to fix dinner and get some good food for the rest of the week. Which I did! I prepped and weighed my night away. I feel better and I will soon feel good. Now to cancel dinner plans for that Korean fried chicken place. Girls who gain 5 pounds don’t eat fried chicken.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

It seems to be going around

There has been a theme with the weight loss blogs I read on a regular basis and myself. We all seem to have caught this bug of BLAH! Maybe it’s the change in the season that’s affecting us or something else, but we all seem to have it and have synched up. I have come to realize that I have been trying to eat my emotions instead of dealing with them. I feel I’m being forced into a situation that has me anxious, sad and really agitated. Like my chest hurts just thinking about having to go to this event because of this one person. And then it was the way it was handled that really pissed me off, that day I discovered the healing powers of whiskey. So I know I’m going to be the bigger person (oh the pun is totally intended). And there have been a couple of small things relating to it that just made me, well, it made me eat chips and dip and sit on my ass. Why that was my reaction I have no idea, I guess I was more hurt by it than I realized, but that’s what I did and I can only recognized, accept and move on. I’ve aired my grievances and concerns and at this point that bell can’t be unrung.

The moving on part is hard, I see moving on as moving period. I do miss my guys at LA Boxing and the crazy stuff they make me do, but I really don’t want to, I want to get under the covers and let the new fall lineup take over. I’m sorry to my new followers, I’m usually much better than this. I even tried new ways to keep it fun, I did those pages, but my hearts not in it and all I can do is say welcome and stick around I’m sure I’m going to wash this funk off. Maybe a good old kick in the pants in the form of a weigh in will do it.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Monday, I’m not in the mood, can we just cuddle?

I had a few posts saved from last week that have gone MIA. Last week was a busy one for me; I had 40 hours by Thursday, but so much more work to do. Needless to say my butt was in my office chair crunching numbers and not at the gym and my eating could have been better. I think I’m going to have to adjust my time for these busy times at work. How do you guys handle these weeks or days at a go where it seems like you’re not on the path you were on and there’s nothing you can do about it?

I wish I could write I had an awesome weekend and went to the gym both days and stuck to a decent calorie intake, but I didn’t and I’m worried that I don’t feel guilty about it. It happened, I did it and I’m moving on and I can start over now, not tomorrow. I’m confident in my dinner, chicken breast with a vegetable, but I’m struggling with motivation to go work out. There’s a body pump class at 6, but I would prefer a LA boxing class, but those are happening too late for me, 7:45! I want to be in bed by then. I told you I was tired. And my race, Step away from cancer is this Saturday and I feel like I’m fooling around here

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Just say no to nuts 9/14 recap

So yesterday was going well, I was on track, until I journaled my food and got to snacks, it was almost more than my breakfast and lunch put together. Clearly it‘s the nuts. I just have to say no. No salty nuts I will not put you in my mouth (I couldn’t resist). But that’s not the worst of it. “Dinner” I can’t even explain what came over me. But I ate like my parents left me home for the first time and dinner was up to me. Sour cream and onion dip (the sour cream is actually fat free Greek yogurt) and chips, then orange and vanilla sorbet and a small slice of a small pecan pie. I’m pretty sure that’s what they call a binge.

I’ve also been chained to my desk and not getting to the gym this week and I know that’s why I’m kind of not feeling great and sluggish. I need to get this body moving or else I’ll start back sliding. I think I leave my desk the way it is and catch the 6:30 body pump class, it's not cardio but i think they have a gajillion sqauts and lunges in that class.

WW Memories 9/14/10

I found some old weight watchers check in cards from my second also my last stint and I weigh less now that I did then. I wish I had the first batch of weigh ins, but I don’t think I had gained a monstrous amount of weight in between. I honestly don’t remember any of the weights; just the joy of losing and the anguish of gaining or only losing point something. But I’m pretty sure I’m the lightest I’ve been since my 20s, even with that bout of mono freshman year. I feel like maybe I was wrong, maybe I wasn’t meant to be fat, but that I just wore it well and it was easier to keep it than to lose it. I meet up with my cousin over the weekend and she told me I was her new hero that was a special moment. And I’m thinking maybe I’m my hero for just doing it, for taking it seriously and for really wanting it this time. For the ladies who are still doing WW, I hope you know about Dottie.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Catching up 9/9-13/10

9/9 Thursday
My eating was okay and I went to LA Boxing for some Boxing, surprise surprise. It was another one of the fighters that I see doing some crazy super human things like the drills we have do, but with a weight vest and more reps and perfect form. I admire and hate him at the same time, but enjoy his music selection.

9/10 Friday
Eating was okay as well, all in all, it’s getting back on track and I couldn’t be happier about that. It was getting hairy there for a few days. I went to Kickboxing and my first thought when I parked was “Dear God why the hell am I doing this again!?! UGH!?!” But I went in and did my thing. It was a good workout and when it was over I went to my other gym and decided to take the time and run a mile to see if I could do it….and I did!

At a faster pace, so my time was better. I was talking to a trainer that buys Mary Kay from me and she just looked at me with awe and “you are one crazy chick” when I told her I just got back from kickboxing, but wanted to run a mile faster than I did last week. And while I was at it I weighed myself sweet merciful heavens I had another loss, my weight was 222.5. 2.5 pounds to lose to get out of this decade.! No pic, the gym was busy and I was naked.

I also ran that mile because I was going out to dinner with my best friend and while she does workout as well, we don’t order salads, but we do split an entrée and get two appetizers and a bottle of wine…it was Friday.

9/11 Saturday

What a day. I woke up early and reflected and remembered.

I had every intention of going to my morning class and running, but a good friend of mine that I haven’t seen in a while had a better plan, early morning yard sale and then we workout and then get ourselves some desperately needed new bras. We ended up walking around Eastern Market and buying fresh veggies and fruit. This inspired me for next week’s meals.

I planned to have egg whites on whole wheat English muffins for breakfast instead of the Kashi cereal I enjoy, cuts down on the carbs. Then I was going to be boring for lunch and dinner with chicken breast and veggies. My snacks would be the delicious peaches and plums I got from the market.

9/12 Sunday
I was so very much going to go to the 10:30 boxing class, but I woke up too early and then fell asleep and missed the class. It was a lovely raining morning and I believe that’s nature’s way of telling me to relax and take it easy. And I did, until the sun came out and then I realized there was so much to do. Blah! We went grocery shopping and I got my veggies and chicken breast.

9/13 Monday

As you can see, I didn’t get the entire workout plan in that I wanted to and my eating was good, except for that middle bit, which set me over my limits. I thought it wasn’t that bad until I figured out the calories and sweet lord, never again. The calories were more than half of what I want to eat in a day. Let me explain (read: let me tell you my excuse) I forgot about an offsite meeting and I lost my will power for sushi and mini desserts, but I got back on track and then derailed again, but for the most part, I was focused. I wanted to get to the gym after work, but I was just done and wanted to go home. When I got home I felt guilty about not doing anything so I took my niece on the long evening walk she’s wanted to take for a while so there was a walk with terrible decisions, but I did do 50 regular crunches and 50 side ab thingies and day 1 of the push up app. I just want to be able to do them not on my knees.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

9/8/10 – I’m in amazement and hiding

I weighed myself and I have lost nothing and I have gained NOTHING! I’m not questioning it, but I am hiding out in case that weight is trying to sneak up on me this week.

This morning I packed my gym bag for 2 workouts, go me! I realized I left my breakfast at home and decided to be a little late and stop by the super market to get Kashi GoLean crunch cereal. I think they increased the serving size from ¾ cup to a full cup. I don’t remember there being that much cereal. Anyway, I had the serving size and I was good. I wasn’t hungry for a snack so there was no snack, just jitters about going back to LA Boxing after being lazy for over a week, also I was going to weigh myself to see what damaged I had done. Then I realized, I did not pack my sneakers. Now that fat girl in me who wanted to get pizza for lunch and sit somewhere was doing a happy dance because she thought that meant no boxing. Boy was she pissed when I decided that only meant no mile run after the boxing class, I’ve taken these classes barefoot and if we run I have socks.

There was a new instructor and he was good, he took time to instruct me on my technique, very helpful, very large biceps that one, now that I think about it, like big, but not to huge just enough to make a blogger swoon at the memory of them, not even considering mocking his tribal tattoo…yeah so boxing was good, I worked up a good sweat. Not going to lie, I miss Mikey and his crazy third world ninja training drills he makes us do. Bicep man made us do the duck walk, bunny hop, crab crawl and some other bad bad things and 120 sit ups.

Lunch is a Kashi Lemongrass coconut chicken with hot sause. And iced green tea, from my morning tea (not the delicioso café con la lechera, but this is what it takes) that I didn’t drink. Then I stumbled upon the tray of baklava. I refuse to learn how to make baklava because I will make it and eat it and not one of those small pieces you get either, I would cut big pieces and eat them with tea. I’d keep going but it gets a little R rated. So I quirkily looked up the info on the baklava and a site had these from Jason’s deli, but I don’t know how much these weigh. So I’m not sure….so I’m not going to eat it, but I will eat 2 cups of grapes, a banana and a cup oh lettuce with 2 olives. I would just like to say I got a bottle of fat free ranch dressing and sweet lord that stuff is terrible and what is that consistency? No really, why is it like that? Ugh. I ate my lettuce dry. But I do have a baklava in baggie, if the size is right it will be my dessert. If all goes well, I will have chicken breast and maybe some fresh corn on the cob and broccoli.

Wish my luck that I even feel like cooking that and that Verizon has fixed my internet.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

8/30 – 9/7 Explanation

Actually all I have for that week are excuses that I think are reasons to not do what I know I should do. My eating was to put it nicely “Holy Fuck woman!?! Why is that in your mouth?” I was super busy at work and super lazy about my life. I’ve clearly been hiding from the truth which is why there are no entries for last week.

I got a notebook labeled it the plan and wrote up a game plan with activities I could/should do (I need to nail those down a little better) and my food intake (I need to do a better job of that as well). I wanted to reinstate 100 crunches a day and ad in the 100 pushups app I have on my phone and then I wrote down the classes my gyms offer each day and tried to plan out my meals. Doing that in bed at 11 was not a great idea because that lucky notebook is still in my bed while I am regretting the crispy curly fries I had for lunch while wishing they had old bay seasoning on them. Grrr. I need to do better and try harder; I didn’t even try to pretend to pack my gym bag. Sigh. I need to break this cycle and fast; I don’t want this to become my norm. I’m done improving myself.

Inhale Exhale, it will be okay. Dinner is another meal to get on the right path and tomorrow is another day to get it right. I will post pictures of my notebook page and figure out a grade for myself based on the items so we can share in the craziness. Perhaps that will motivate me to get all A’s. I did have one accomplishment today, I did not start off my morning with making coffee and sweetened condensed milk instead of breakfast.

On a random feel good note. I think I got hit on…at the pool….in my bathing suit….by a life guard….he was really really fit….I was in my BATHING SUIT!

Friday, September 3, 2010

An award and 7 followers to boot!

This couldn’t have come at a better time. I’ve been having a non productive week in terms of becoming healthier or reaching my weight loss goals, but I’m feeling super pumped about this now.
The Rules of this award are:

1.Post who gave you the Award

Blubeari gave me this lovely award which I have coveted since I first saw one. So thank you!

2.State 10 things that you like

1.I actually like running, I never thought I could do it at all, even though sometimes it hurts like hell
2.Not driving, I use to love it , but then I got a long commute so now whenever possible I do not drive
3.My niece, she’s 8 and just makes me happy because she’s always happy to spend time with me
4.That I quit smoking, one of the best decisions I’ve made
5.Shoes, I like tall heeled pretty shoes that fit my feet well and make it look like my tummy in flatter and I have a butt
6.Blogging, it keeps me honest and it kind of pushes me because I want to be honest and I have to run this mile without stopping if I want to write that I did. And reading blogs. It’s just so helpful sometimes to read about someone else’s journey, it inspires as well.
7.Being a kickboxing or boxing class with a bunch of guys and keeping up. Makes me feel stronger to keep up with the boys.
8.Salsa Dancing, I use to do it every Monday, but I have not gotten it back into my schedule yet, but I think this go around I will be able to last a little bit longer on the dance floor
9.Vegetables, I eat meat, but I have vegetarian tendencies that I like to succumb to
10.TV, I like reality court room and medical dramas. If Law & Order is on, which it is always on, I will watch at least 5 minutes of it.

3.Give the award to 3 other bloggers

1. Julia over at JewliaGoulia, I just recently stumbled on her blog and love it
2. Joanna over at Waiting for two, it’s not a weight loss blog, but it’s an awesome blog with a happy ending (they are finally home with their baby girl)
3. And last but not least Previously Plump... in progress, mainly because she posted the picture below in one of her entries.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

A little brown nosing, a lot of thanks

Another reason I ran was because of a few blogs I read and these ladies have been bustin’ it out with the running and that also inspired me to push myself and I wanted to know if I could. First up with the running inspiration is Katie , she wrote an entry about her first mile that I read days before mine and I probably would not have thought of it had it not been for her. So Katie, thanks you so very much for that entry.

Next up is MissHaneefa , she’s done a few 5ks and is currently doing a running clinic for a 10K. She’s from Canada so I like to read her blog with an accent and sometimes add an “ah” in there just cuz, she also has a Garmin which I covet.

Then we have the just all around inspirational blogger for me, Rachel , I just remember seeing a picture her before a race and I want that moment, I want that picture. She's that awesome girl I kind of want to be, she play hockey for crying out loud! She’s moved on to the PX90 and I look forward to getting past the whole “You want me to do a pull up?” hurdle.

And last and certainly not least we have the Canadian bride . She was the first blogger I followed and planted the C25K seed in my head all those months ago.

Ladies, Thank you very much.

8/28 & 29/10 Weekend Warrior

So I guess part of getting older means you sleep in less and less, but for good reasons, to get a lot crap into those two days of false freedom known as the weekend. After a long debate I managed to get myself to the 9:30 am kickboxing class on Saturday. I tried to make it to this class every weekend because I’m lax on the weekend with the calories and food and I like it. So we’re in the home stretch of the class the last 5 minutes where he’s cooling us down and messing with our heads and bodies and he says something like “Come on push yourself, it’s not like you’re going running later”. And in my head I say “Challenge accepted good sir, ACCEPTED!”

I can’t get the idea of running a mile straight out of my head, I want to do it. I will do it! I go to my “fancy” gym down the road and I so totally do it and I take the fuzziest picture ever. It’s very hard to take an iPhone picture while run/jogging, but my time was a little over 11 minutes. If I were in high school I would have passed the running a mile in 12 minutes section! Fuck Yeah! America!

It was also my weigh in day 225! It’s a little fewer than 225, but as you can see its old school and I was naked in the locker room so I’m good with 225.

That evening we celebrated my niece’s birthday with some cousins, a pool and pizza. There was deep dish pizza and with that first bite I knew I would be going to that 10am boxing class, oh yes, it was meat lovers and I ate it, I ate it good. With my workload I knew my gym time would be limited and I’ve never been to that class before, so why not? It wasn’t easy, but it will help me with combination punches and I’ve always wanted to look like I could box. I’d never had this instructor before and he was nice and had a great sense of humor and an awesome playlist, I will never workout without hearing Make It Clap the remix with Sean Paul again. And then… I ran another full mile again! Because I wanted to keep the momentum going and two, I wanted a better picture, I hit the pause button this time, haHA! I beat the machine

All in all it was a good weekend and I’m proud of myself for getting up and moving and pushing myself with the mile runs. Today finds me sore and without any clean gym clothes.