My sweet friend Tessa just reminded me that people actually read my blog (she does), so I should probably write...
Few updates. Still enjoying success with Weight Watchers. Fancy spin: I'm excitedly trying a pescetarian diet for one month. I began May 11, and will finish Saturday June 15 for good measure. This lifestyle has me feeling great. I feel that I have increased energy and I've noticed less soreness and faster recovery after workouts. That is a bonus that I never would have anticipated! I'm lovin it. My hippie vegan sister has promised me I will lose 10 pounds in 1 month, and I've lost 6 in a week and a half sooooo, not worried.
Also, I've entered another weight loss challenge at work, and this one is unique. I had to put $25 in the pot to enter, and there is now $375 in entry fees at stake for the winner. That winner will be me, if you weren't sure. I'm 100% motivated this time around. I started the competition at 200 pounds even, on the Namify gym scale. That was after my San Diego gain... That trip was amazing and well worth every ounce. :) :) :)
Here is my recent progress, since I haven't weighed in since before the Cinco de Mayo-San Diego-Fiesta Like There's No Manana-Trip. I'll work on consistency, I promise. My work out habits, are actually becoming habits now, you'd think I could get this weekly blog-in thing down....
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Squats All Day
There are some days when I don't have any time to work out. That means I just slept in in the morning through the time I scheduled for my work out, and I have a busy night with plans, so now I've left myself with no time and its my own gosh darn fault. So what do I do?
I make myself a little exercise chart in my notebook, and list out squats, lunges, jumping jacks, and anything else I can think of, and then do ten or 20 in the restroom every time I take a quick break at work. I just keep a running tally all day, and by 5 PM I've done a couple hundred of everything, and built up a sore little tushy and legs!
At least it's something! Tell me some more ideas! :)
I make myself a little exercise chart in my notebook, and list out squats, lunges, jumping jacks, and anything else I can think of, and then do ten or 20 in the restroom every time I take a quick break at work. I just keep a running tally all day, and by 5 PM I've done a couple hundred of everything, and built up a sore little tushy and legs!
At least it's something! Tell me some more ideas! :)
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Back from the Dead
If you have wondered if I fell off a cliff, it's because, well, I did. And I've been wandering around suffocating in the fire swamp with all kinds of quick sand and scary ROUS's everywhere for the past 3 weeks or so. That is one metaphor for it. The other is I turned into a light-loathing vampire/werewolf, and the closest thing I've been doing to social is gnashing my teeth in the dark and growling "Rawr rawr rawr!" which means, "I wish I was back to a human!" Well, hallelujah, I've been back to a human for 4 days now. Translation: migraine free since Monday.
If you understand the gravity of the pain and nausea I've experienced for the past 3 and a half weeks, you would have a party right now. Because I want to have a party, but I'm still shell-shocked-recovering and feel like I'm still wandering out of a sewer tunnel. Or concentration camp. Or something. Okay I'm dramatic.
But human now. And I'm better. I ate whatever the f I could find like a scavenger (and that soothed my soul) for the first two weeks, and then stopped the fast food again March 31, and then quit it with sweets again yesterday. I didn't go crazy with sweets, but did have some this past week during my period. I'm back on my meds, and feel normal enough to remember what in the heck my goals are and why I need to go to the gym. I did Zumba Tuesday and I'm going today. I'm back for weighing in, and taking things one day at a time.
I'm not making any huge re-commitments or proclamations, just taking one human step at a time. Rawrrr.
If you understand the gravity of the pain and nausea I've experienced for the past 3 and a half weeks, you would have a party right now. Because I want to have a party, but I'm still shell-shocked-recovering and feel like I'm still wandering out of a sewer tunnel. Or concentration camp. Or something. Okay I'm dramatic.
But human now. And I'm better. I ate whatever the f I could find like a scavenger (and that soothed my soul) for the first two weeks, and then stopped the fast food again March 31, and then quit it with sweets again yesterday. I didn't go crazy with sweets, but did have some this past week during my period. I'm back on my meds, and feel normal enough to remember what in the heck my goals are and why I need to go to the gym. I did Zumba Tuesday and I'm going today. I'm back for weighing in, and taking things one day at a time.
I'm not making any huge re-commitments or proclamations, just taking one human step at a time. Rawrrr.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Small HUGE victory
So, I was really hungry today. That tends to happen the first few days of my period, I'm sure ladies can relate. If you remember, I committed (again) to no fast food, and I have made that commitment with a caveat: I can have fast food in San Diego, and next time I go to Vegas, if I feel the need and if I haven't had any since then. I also only have 6 1/2 weeks til my San Diego trip, and it is really time to be serious about what I'm putting in my mouth.
Anyway, I stopped at the bank after work to make a deposit. The bank is surrounded by McDonalds, Wendy's, Taco Bell, KFC, Burger King, Taco Time, and Arby's. And probably others that I forgot. Not so good for me to be around those nasty places that are somehow still tempting in my hormonal and ravenous state. I started driving home after the bank, planning what I would make for dinner. Arby's got the best of me...for a moment. I wanted that beef so bad. I was literally in the drive thru line, pulled up to the sign to order, and right when the poor Arby's person was about to greet me, I drove off. I RAN FOR MY LIFE.
Whew. I made it home and cooked. Quinoa and veggies. And when I was still snacky after, I popped popcorn. Point is, although I let myself eat as much as I wanted of healthy at home food, the great part is I DID NOT EAT OUT. I'm proud, and I'm going to bed.
Xo
Anyway, I stopped at the bank after work to make a deposit. The bank is surrounded by McDonalds, Wendy's, Taco Bell, KFC, Burger King, Taco Time, and Arby's. And probably others that I forgot. Not so good for me to be around those nasty places that are somehow still tempting in my hormonal and ravenous state. I started driving home after the bank, planning what I would make for dinner. Arby's got the best of me...for a moment. I wanted that beef so bad. I was literally in the drive thru line, pulled up to the sign to order, and right when the poor Arby's person was about to greet me, I drove off. I RAN FOR MY LIFE.
Whew. I made it home and cooked. Quinoa and veggies. And when I was still snacky after, I popped popcorn. Point is, although I let myself eat as much as I wanted of healthy at home food, the great part is I DID NOT EAT OUT. I'm proud, and I'm going to bed.
Xo
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
WEIGH IN FRIDAY 3-1-13
I'm late in posting. I guess in wasn't that into it. Which is stupid, because my weight was fine, not amazing, but fine. I just was busy and a little overwhelmed last week. Here it is:
Jk the picture doesn't want to load. I will try to update it later. It's 187.2. So up a little from my Michael Kors weight, but that will even out. I get to keep them, so there.
Namify weight was 188. :)
Jk the picture doesn't want to load. I will try to update it later. It's 187.2. So up a little from my Michael Kors weight, but that will even out. I get to keep them, so there.
Namify weight was 188. :)
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Motivation
So, it's my blog, and I'll say what I want to. Even if it's weird.
I want to talk a little bit about what motivates me and how I stay excited about fitness and losing weight. It can be tricky. Not that tricky, because I really just purely WANT to be healthy deep down, but every so often this voice talks to me that says "Um hello, you are gorgeous and perfect just the way you are, eat what you want!" There are two sides to this story, one side that is supremely grateful that I find myself beautiful at my "heavier" weights, and one side that wishes in a twisted way that I hated myself enough to never eat and to work out 10 times a week. Told you this would get weird. BUT. The happy balance I am leading up to is what I mentioned a moment ago: my real motivation to take care of myself in a healthy way because deep down I just love myself that much, and want to show my gorgeous body I love it by nourishing it, making it strong, sexy, and amazing, and also because I love how I feel when I do.
Now, when this ultimate motivation weakens a bit, and I need something more tangible or immediate to spur me along, I like to give myself little rewards and reminders. I get mini-rewards for every 2 pounds I lose, and larger rewards for larger milestones. I'm still working on the Michael Kors boots I mentioned in an earlier post. They are for hitting 186 on the scale. Mini-rewards are things like fashion magazines, nail polish, lip gloss, Bath & Body Works treats, etc. I earned this pretty nail color for this past Friday's weigh in:
If material treats somehow didn't do it for me (which would be cuckoo), I like making lists of benefits and fun things that will come with my weight loss, that are less material. This might get weird again, but again, my blog...
Happy Vday from a sick puppy on the mend. <3
I want to talk a little bit about what motivates me and how I stay excited about fitness and losing weight. It can be tricky. Not that tricky, because I really just purely WANT to be healthy deep down, but every so often this voice talks to me that says "Um hello, you are gorgeous and perfect just the way you are, eat what you want!" There are two sides to this story, one side that is supremely grateful that I find myself beautiful at my "heavier" weights, and one side that wishes in a twisted way that I hated myself enough to never eat and to work out 10 times a week. Told you this would get weird. BUT. The happy balance I am leading up to is what I mentioned a moment ago: my real motivation to take care of myself in a healthy way because deep down I just love myself that much, and want to show my gorgeous body I love it by nourishing it, making it strong, sexy, and amazing, and also because I love how I feel when I do.
Now, when this ultimate motivation weakens a bit, and I need something more tangible or immediate to spur me along, I like to give myself little rewards and reminders. I get mini-rewards for every 2 pounds I lose, and larger rewards for larger milestones. I'm still working on the Michael Kors boots I mentioned in an earlier post. They are for hitting 186 on the scale. Mini-rewards are things like fashion magazines, nail polish, lip gloss, Bath & Body Works treats, etc. I earned this pretty nail color for this past Friday's weigh in:
If material treats somehow didn't do it for me (which would be cuckoo), I like making lists of benefits and fun things that will come with my weight loss, that are less material. This might get weird again, but again, my blog...
- daydream about laying on the beach in my new swimsuits in San Diego
- smaller boobs :) (I swear this is motivation enough.)
- summer clothes
- knee high boots not being tight on my calves
- face skinnier in pictures
- feel stronger running dirty dash race coming up
Happy Vday from a sick puppy on the mend. <3
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Shrimps are my favorite
I have a feeling if Forest Gump's friend Bubba could have reigned in the bottom lip a bit, we could have seriously hit it off romanically. We have a lot of common interests. Okay, our obsession with shrimp at least. I could make anything with shrimp. It's my favorite everything. Shrimp pasta, shrimp tacos, shrimp salads, shrimp stir fry, shrimp pizza.. and today shrimp open-faced quesadilla. Behold.
Just a few baby shrimp, 1 Tbs. low-fat cream cheese, sliced peppers, 1 oz cheddar, 2 Tbs. fresh salsa on a whole wheat tortilla, nuked for 30 sec. Presto. Protein, fat, and fiber for 325 calories and gorgeous. My CEO was jealous. ;)
Just a few baby shrimp, 1 Tbs. low-fat cream cheese, sliced peppers, 1 oz cheddar, 2 Tbs. fresh salsa on a whole wheat tortilla, nuked for 30 sec. Presto. Protein, fat, and fiber for 325 calories and gorgeous. My CEO was jealous. ;)
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