I'm down 2 lbs from last week. Feeling good about that! I was also able to hold some yoga poses longer than last week tonight as well. Its harder than it looks, people!
That's 2 lbs I'll never have to lose again! Hooray!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
FLOGG!
I don't know when it started, but somehow I've gotten a subscription to Women's Health Magazine. You know, the one that has all the lovely ladies on the cover that always say things like "I eat healthy, but there are days where I eat a pint of Ben and Jerry's just for dinner. bahahaha" liars.
Well, turns out the articles (all but those mentioned above) are pretty good, and as I flipped through the April issue (hey, I just kept them through the pregnancy, and figured I would catch up after I had Youngest) I found two articles that interested me. The first was an inspirational story of a young lady who went from 314 pounds to 130 pounds in just over a year. She did it via Gold's Gym (I belong to Gold's, so that was inspiring!), and by keeping a detailed food journal.
Food journaling, bah! I had to keep a food journal while I was on the 20/20 program at the Pro Sports Club (Great program, if you can afford it, do it!). While on the program I was great at it because I had people to answer to (trainers, nutritionists, doctors...etc). However, now that I'm on my own, keeping a food journal lasts about 6 days and then I just stop.
Well, the next article in Women's Health was about how keeping a food journal can help you lose more weight than just exercising and "eating right" alone. I knew this already, but what what was new were the suggestions for the journals. I have never found one that really worked. I have tried notebooks, small diaries, and actual food journals. These were all to big or to generic. I needed something portable that had all the room for the information I wanted to track. Well, the one that this article talked about was called the Flogg Daily Journal.
I went to the site and loved it. Its small, and it is organized in a way that is useful for me. I ordered one right away. Then I read the testimonials and was inspired by one woman who found having the journal kept her from eating poorly because she didn't want to have to write it down. I thought that was very interesting. The journal became the "thing" that was holding her accountable. She didn't want to have to write down "Chocolate cake - 500 calories" or "6 beers" in there. I liked that way of thinking, and I'm taking that approach.
I started today. I was feeling hungry, probably because the kids were all occupied or napping and that is usually when I eat and watch my Tivoed shows. Instead of falling victim to my habits, I got up and walked the parkway (5 miles) with Middle in the stroller. It felt much better than downing a bag of chips! Let's hope I can keep this momentum up. Its hard not seeing "immediate" results on the scale or in my clothes, but I know it will happen and I don't want to be saying five months from now, "if only I had just stuck with it."
So, now not only am I blogging, but I'm also, FLOGGING...hehe.
Well, turns out the articles (all but those mentioned above) are pretty good, and as I flipped through the April issue (hey, I just kept them through the pregnancy, and figured I would catch up after I had Youngest) I found two articles that interested me. The first was an inspirational story of a young lady who went from 314 pounds to 130 pounds in just over a year. She did it via Gold's Gym (I belong to Gold's, so that was inspiring!), and by keeping a detailed food journal.
Food journaling, bah! I had to keep a food journal while I was on the 20/20 program at the Pro Sports Club (Great program, if you can afford it, do it!). While on the program I was great at it because I had people to answer to (trainers, nutritionists, doctors...etc). However, now that I'm on my own, keeping a food journal lasts about 6 days and then I just stop.
Well, the next article in Women's Health was about how keeping a food journal can help you lose more weight than just exercising and "eating right" alone. I knew this already, but what what was new were the suggestions for the journals. I have never found one that really worked. I have tried notebooks, small diaries, and actual food journals. These were all to big or to generic. I needed something portable that had all the room for the information I wanted to track. Well, the one that this article talked about was called the Flogg Daily Journal.
I went to the site and loved it. Its small, and it is organized in a way that is useful for me. I ordered one right away. Then I read the testimonials and was inspired by one woman who found having the journal kept her from eating poorly because she didn't want to have to write it down. I thought that was very interesting. The journal became the "thing" that was holding her accountable. She didn't want to have to write down "Chocolate cake - 500 calories" or "6 beers" in there. I liked that way of thinking, and I'm taking that approach.
I started today. I was feeling hungry, probably because the kids were all occupied or napping and that is usually when I eat and watch my Tivoed shows. Instead of falling victim to my habits, I got up and walked the parkway (5 miles) with Middle in the stroller. It felt much better than downing a bag of chips! Let's hope I can keep this momentum up. Its hard not seeing "immediate" results on the scale or in my clothes, but I know it will happen and I don't want to be saying five months from now, "if only I had just stuck with it."
So, now not only am I blogging, but I'm also, FLOGGING...hehe.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Sunshine and Beer
Why is it when the sun comes out the Bud Light always seems to get put in the fridge by the 18 pack? I'm not complaining, but its a hard habit to break, and with this weight loss goal looming over me, NOT having beer in sunny weather is the pits. Don't get me wrong, I am having a beer, but I feel guilty about it...of course, that doesn't burn any calories. Maybe I should switch to that beer that's only 65 calories. Then the act of getting up and getting another one would burn off what I just had. Its a win win.
Jeez, so, is it just me, or does it seem like every other woman in America seems to have the uncanny ability to have a baby and be stick think within months, nah, weeks of delivery? I swear, I think its some kind a trend that I missed the memo for, because if I'm not sucking it in and pass the mirror, I would think I was still about 4 months pregnant. Yes, yes, I did the Belly Bandit thing, but that only worked to save my back. It didn't help me lose weight, and now that my 6 week time frame is up, its really not helping me at all. I also realized at Yoga last week that my abs feel like they've been assaulted with a hand grenade. There is NOTHING there, and moves that were once easy for me, I couldn't even pull off. It made me feel like the sad, overweight woman that just decided to try working out for the first time in her life. Hey, news flash Yoga people...I've been working out for years and have done triathlons, half marathons, and other various "thons"...I'm not new!
I'm having a moment. One may even say I was "off the meds", but I'm not. I'm still taking them. But as the doctor said, they don't make everything sunshine and rainbows. The road ahead is long. I just wish I could "see" what I was working for. A picture of what I would look like if I just stuck with it. Maybe I should take a picture of what I actually look like and put it up all over the house to deter me from getting off track. I swear, my mental image of myself is vastly different from what I actually look like. Don't worry, if I do that I won't post the picture here. I wouldn't want anyone to have a stroke!
Jeez, so, is it just me, or does it seem like every other woman in America seems to have the uncanny ability to have a baby and be stick think within months, nah, weeks of delivery? I swear, I think its some kind a trend that I missed the memo for, because if I'm not sucking it in and pass the mirror, I would think I was still about 4 months pregnant. Yes, yes, I did the Belly Bandit thing, but that only worked to save my back. It didn't help me lose weight, and now that my 6 week time frame is up, its really not helping me at all. I also realized at Yoga last week that my abs feel like they've been assaulted with a hand grenade. There is NOTHING there, and moves that were once easy for me, I couldn't even pull off. It made me feel like the sad, overweight woman that just decided to try working out for the first time in her life. Hey, news flash Yoga people...I've been working out for years and have done triathlons, half marathons, and other various "thons"...I'm not new!
I'm having a moment. One may even say I was "off the meds", but I'm not. I'm still taking them. But as the doctor said, they don't make everything sunshine and rainbows. The road ahead is long. I just wish I could "see" what I was working for. A picture of what I would look like if I just stuck with it. Maybe I should take a picture of what I actually look like and put it up all over the house to deter me from getting off track. I swear, my mental image of myself is vastly different from what I actually look like. Don't worry, if I do that I won't post the picture here. I wouldn't want anyone to have a stroke!
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
It Begins Again
After I had Middle, I used my blog to keep me truthful about my weightloss journey after having him. It was a good way to keep myself on track and have someone (all of your!) to answer to each week on my progress, whether good or bad.
Well, I'm going to start the same journey today. Well, actually I started on Monday, but man...with 3 kids getting time to actually type something is pretty hard!
Youngest is our last baby, so I see this weightloss journey as my final push to get to a healthy and happy weight for the long haul. A healthy and happy weight for me is around 160-165. It may sound like a pretty hight weight to some, but after finishing a rigerous weightloss program about 5 years ago, at this weight I was a comfortable size 12 and could fit into a size 10. That is where I am happy and comfortable. I don't strive to be stick thin. For me that's just not realistic. Of course, I've had 3 kids since being that small, so it could be that getting down to 165 may not be what it used to be, but we'll deal with that when I get there. For now, my main goal is to be a comfortable size 12 again.
So, my weight will be posted here, and some may freak. I'm not going to though. Weight, like age, is just a number. besides getting down to my ideal size, I also want to embrace where I am through this journey. I don't want to constantly be striving to be thinner, tighter, and more muscular. My goal is to be happy with myself and not be so hard on myself if I don't lose that extra pound one week or if I don't fit into my favorite jeans by the fall.
So, here it goes. I went to the gym last night for Yoga (which is wonderful, I recommend it to anyone), and weighed myself afterwards. I was 214. yes...214. On one hand, it shows that I have lost about 15 pounds since having Youngest. Not bad...on the other it shows that I have a long way to go. All in all, I have about 50 lbs to lose, which sounds like a lot, but I'm breaking it down into smaller incraments, so I'm not overwhelmed. If I lose 5 pounds a month (on average), then I'll have reached my goal by the time she turns 1. I know most people, when they start a diet/workout routine, expect these results within a couple months, but I know this just isn't going to happen. I'm not on the Biggest Loser working out hours on end each day with a trainer. I am at home with three kids, trying to find the motivation to take a walk or go to the gym after my husband comes home. a good 10 months is what I need to make this happen.
I plan on embracing every milestone with little rewards like pedicures or new clothes. I went through my closet and have just about nothing to wear at the moment because what I kept doesn't fit yet, and I'm not really into buying a size up right now. Instead I bought some new workout gear and am going to wear this until I fit into the next size down, which shouldn't be to much longer.
So, here we go again! I'll be posting my weight and size on the site weekly (well, that's the goal, but maybe it will be more like every other week or once a month depending on life around here). I'm going to walk 10 miles a week, do a weight/cardio workout at the gym twice a week, and yoga twice a week. Wish me luck.
Well, I'm going to start the same journey today. Well, actually I started on Monday, but man...with 3 kids getting time to actually type something is pretty hard!
Youngest is our last baby, so I see this weightloss journey as my final push to get to a healthy and happy weight for the long haul. A healthy and happy weight for me is around 160-165. It may sound like a pretty hight weight to some, but after finishing a rigerous weightloss program about 5 years ago, at this weight I was a comfortable size 12 and could fit into a size 10. That is where I am happy and comfortable. I don't strive to be stick thin. For me that's just not realistic. Of course, I've had 3 kids since being that small, so it could be that getting down to 165 may not be what it used to be, but we'll deal with that when I get there. For now, my main goal is to be a comfortable size 12 again.
So, my weight will be posted here, and some may freak. I'm not going to though. Weight, like age, is just a number. besides getting down to my ideal size, I also want to embrace where I am through this journey. I don't want to constantly be striving to be thinner, tighter, and more muscular. My goal is to be happy with myself and not be so hard on myself if I don't lose that extra pound one week or if I don't fit into my favorite jeans by the fall.
So, here it goes. I went to the gym last night for Yoga (which is wonderful, I recommend it to anyone), and weighed myself afterwards. I was 214. yes...214. On one hand, it shows that I have lost about 15 pounds since having Youngest. Not bad...on the other it shows that I have a long way to go. All in all, I have about 50 lbs to lose, which sounds like a lot, but I'm breaking it down into smaller incraments, so I'm not overwhelmed. If I lose 5 pounds a month (on average), then I'll have reached my goal by the time she turns 1. I know most people, when they start a diet/workout routine, expect these results within a couple months, but I know this just isn't going to happen. I'm not on the Biggest Loser working out hours on end each day with a trainer. I am at home with three kids, trying to find the motivation to take a walk or go to the gym after my husband comes home. a good 10 months is what I need to make this happen.
I plan on embracing every milestone with little rewards like pedicures or new clothes. I went through my closet and have just about nothing to wear at the moment because what I kept doesn't fit yet, and I'm not really into buying a size up right now. Instead I bought some new workout gear and am going to wear this until I fit into the next size down, which shouldn't be to much longer.
So, here we go again! I'll be posting my weight and size on the site weekly (well, that's the goal, but maybe it will be more like every other week or once a month depending on life around here). I'm going to walk 10 miles a week, do a weight/cardio workout at the gym twice a week, and yoga twice a week. Wish me luck.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Things are Looking Up
My dr.'s appointment went well on Monday and I am now on something that will help regulate my moods! Thank heavens, because had my kids done this on Monday, I probably would have jumped out the window, but they decided to do it today, and instead I grabbed my camera.
I was on the phone with my sister talking about her baby and how she was doing and I wanted to really talk to her for once. The time change makes that hard because the kids are rarely in bed when people call to chat. Anyway, because I wanted to really talk with her, I allowed the boys to travel upstairs without me. I talked to her for a good ten minutes and interrupted her to say, "I'm pretty sure my boys are doing one of three things right now. They're either squirting lotion all over the carpet, eating toothpaste, or wiping their own crap on the walls. However, I really want to talk with you, so I'm going to go with it for now." She proceeded to curse my name for making her laugh. We all know how that can hurt just after you have a baby.
Anyway, another ten minutes goes by, and I say, "you know what, I need to go check on them. Stay on the line and I'll let you know which of the three it was." I go upstairs and hear the boys in my bathroom and think "ok, probably baby wash on the carpet.", but was instead greeted by an overly excited 4 year old boy covered in make-up saying, "We're getting ready to go to the city!" while holding an old make-up bag I got from clinique for free as his purse. Middle was equally "ready" with my Eddie Bauer toiletry bag as his purse.
I died laughing. I told my sister what they had done and went right for the camera. Like I said, had they done this on Monday, I don't know that the camera would have been the first thing that came to mind, but today it was and I got these precious shots of my sons "ready for a night on the town." By the way, this is not how I apply my make up, I prefer the pink all in one stick smeared over my lips and jaw to the purple/berry color Eldest Chose (Ha!)
I was on the phone with my sister talking about her baby and how she was doing and I wanted to really talk to her for once. The time change makes that hard because the kids are rarely in bed when people call to chat. Anyway, because I wanted to really talk with her, I allowed the boys to travel upstairs without me. I talked to her for a good ten minutes and interrupted her to say, "I'm pretty sure my boys are doing one of three things right now. They're either squirting lotion all over the carpet, eating toothpaste, or wiping their own crap on the walls. However, I really want to talk with you, so I'm going to go with it for now." She proceeded to curse my name for making her laugh. We all know how that can hurt just after you have a baby.
Anyway, another ten minutes goes by, and I say, "you know what, I need to go check on them. Stay on the line and I'll let you know which of the three it was." I go upstairs and hear the boys in my bathroom and think "ok, probably baby wash on the carpet.", but was instead greeted by an overly excited 4 year old boy covered in make-up saying, "We're getting ready to go to the city!" while holding an old make-up bag I got from clinique for free as his purse. Middle was equally "ready" with my Eddie Bauer toiletry bag as his purse.
I died laughing. I told my sister what they had done and went right for the camera. Like I said, had they done this on Monday, I don't know that the camera would have been the first thing that came to mind, but today it was and I got these precious shots of my sons "ready for a night on the town." By the way, this is not how I apply my make up, I prefer the pink all in one stick smeared over my lips and jaw to the purple/berry color Eldest Chose (Ha!)
Monday, May 4, 2009
Baby Blues? More like Baby River of Blues...
I hate this part of having a baby. Well, from most of my posts, it would seem I hate everything about having a baby...except the baby itself of course. But this is now the worst.
I have hit the wall. The honeymoon phase is over, and I am now on the biggest LOW I've yet to experience in my life and what makes me the most upset is I can't figure out why. I have been crying since about 11:00 last night and was even up in the middle of the night to cry some more. I got up this AM and it started all over again and it really hasn't stopped, except while I cleaned or put the kids in time out for getting into things they shouldn't. If I sit idle for to long, the tears just come.
I'm not hungry, I'm not thirsty, I'm not anything but sad. Luckily I have some very supportive friends that have urged me to see the doctor, and are going to help with watching the kids so I can go. I can't tell you how many times I've told people to get help when this happens to them, but when I need that same help, I feel like a total failure. Especially since I was doing so well for a good three week clip. I don't get why life is so easy for some people, but I can't ever seem to catch a break.
Let's hope the doc has something that will help. I don't want to be on meds, because I don't want to be anything but myself, but I do need some help to get through this. Hopefully it will just be temporary, and I will start to come out of this funk soon.
I have hit the wall. The honeymoon phase is over, and I am now on the biggest LOW I've yet to experience in my life and what makes me the most upset is I can't figure out why. I have been crying since about 11:00 last night and was even up in the middle of the night to cry some more. I got up this AM and it started all over again and it really hasn't stopped, except while I cleaned or put the kids in time out for getting into things they shouldn't. If I sit idle for to long, the tears just come.
I'm not hungry, I'm not thirsty, I'm not anything but sad. Luckily I have some very supportive friends that have urged me to see the doctor, and are going to help with watching the kids so I can go. I can't tell you how many times I've told people to get help when this happens to them, but when I need that same help, I feel like a total failure. Especially since I was doing so well for a good three week clip. I don't get why life is so easy for some people, but I can't ever seem to catch a break.
Let's hope the doc has something that will help. I don't want to be on meds, because I don't want to be anything but myself, but I do need some help to get through this. Hopefully it will just be temporary, and I will start to come out of this funk soon.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
I am So Proud!
My baby sister just had her first baby, and she did it all with laughter and love. No drugs, no fear. I am in awe, and I am beyond proud of her. I can't wait to see pictures of this little girl! I love you, MaryLou!
Head Bangers Ball Revisited!
I've had a glass of wine...which is probably why I feel the need to post more of these AWESOME videos!
I was in love with the lead singer of Winger
All the songs in this countdown below are AWESOME!
Sebastian Bach had the BEST hair. However, the lyrics are wrong...well I'm pretty sure anyway.
Best 80's Rock Song EVER!
I was in love with the lead singer of Winger
All the songs in this countdown below are AWESOME!
Sebastian Bach had the BEST hair. However, the lyrics are wrong...well I'm pretty sure anyway.
Best 80's Rock Song EVER!
Head Bangers Ball!
I have been going old school with the tunes for a while now. It makes me feel pretty darn old when I see a "90s" channel on our "On Demand" music section, but nonetheless, all the music brings back fond memories. In particular, I've been going back to the great Rock of the 90s. Pearl Jam, Nirvana, GnR...and it reminds me of the times I used to watch Head Bangers Ball on MTV (when they still played videos) with my friend Brenna. Head Bangers Ball back then was filled with GnR, Metallica, Winger, Warrant, Poison, and White Snake. Not exactly "hard core" like today's bands, but still cutting edge enough to make our parents cringe a bit.
After Head Bangers Ball, we would go to the local roller rink, and Brenna and I would skate to all these great songs and hope to slow skate with our crushes that wore Skid Row t-shirts and has feathered mullets. Oh my, writing that made me burst out laughing.
The following video was and still is one of my favorite GnR songs, and lucky for me, it is also Eldest's favorite song at the moment because its the theme to his "racing game" on Xbox 360. Yes, lucky me!
After Head Bangers Ball, we would go to the local roller rink, and Brenna and I would skate to all these great songs and hope to slow skate with our crushes that wore Skid Row t-shirts and has feathered mullets. Oh my, writing that made me burst out laughing.
The following video was and still is one of my favorite GnR songs, and lucky for me, it is also Eldest's favorite song at the moment because its the theme to his "racing game" on Xbox 360. Yes, lucky me!
The Wait is Killing Me!
My baby sister is hopefully having a baby today and waiting for news is just killing me! I've reminded my mom and dad that we're 3 hours behind the East Coast, so they can call pretty much anytime. Still, I keep thinking I've been missed on the phone chain, so I've called them a few times for updates.
Currently, she's at the hospital in labor. No drugs or IVs yet, and I'm a little nervous for her in that regard, because she's halfway there, and we tend to have babies quickly after our water breaks. I don't want her to miss her opportunity to get the epidural. On the other hand, my kid sister suffers from "White Coat" syndrome, and has researched WAY to much on the Internet and is a little scared of being paralyzed by the epidural. I told her she'll be fine whatever happens, and she will.
When I last talked to her, she said "its not as bad as I thought it would be." Oh how I love first time moms. MaryLou, if you get through this without any drugs, I will feel like a huge wuss!
But, waiting is not my strong suit. I don't think anyone in our family got that gene (except may my dad), and being so far away just makes it even worse. I wish I was there in Asheville right now with my mom and dad burning time looking at houses that cost as much as my first home and are 2 times bigger. Instead, I'm sitting here 3000 miles away with my own kiddos and husband just waiting for the call. I can't wait to see pictures! Finally getting to see what your kids or your nieces/nephews look like is so fun.
Currently, she's at the hospital in labor. No drugs or IVs yet, and I'm a little nervous for her in that regard, because she's halfway there, and we tend to have babies quickly after our water breaks. I don't want her to miss her opportunity to get the epidural. On the other hand, my kid sister suffers from "White Coat" syndrome, and has researched WAY to much on the Internet and is a little scared of being paralyzed by the epidural. I told her she'll be fine whatever happens, and she will.
When I last talked to her, she said "its not as bad as I thought it would be." Oh how I love first time moms. MaryLou, if you get through this without any drugs, I will feel like a huge wuss!
But, waiting is not my strong suit. I don't think anyone in our family got that gene (except may my dad), and being so far away just makes it even worse. I wish I was there in Asheville right now with my mom and dad burning time looking at houses that cost as much as my first home and are 2 times bigger. Instead, I'm sitting here 3000 miles away with my own kiddos and husband just waiting for the call. I can't wait to see pictures! Finally getting to see what your kids or your nieces/nephews look like is so fun.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Attempt Number 2
I'm starting to really enjoy this whole dress up game. I'm still learning, but mostly because I have to figure out how to make all these cute dresses "warm" enough for the weather out here. Today I used the same babylegs/sock combo as yesterday and paired it with a Ralph Lauren ruffly t-shirt (thought it was a dress, but it was pretty short), and a princess themed long sleeved onsie under that to add a layer of warmth. What do you think? (I really do need to get the comments section fixed on here!).
Friday, May 1, 2009
So, is this how you Dress a Girl?
Truthfully, in the NW, I think this outfit is pretty hip. Now, if I were to try and pull this off in the SE, then I may get a few raised eyebrows, but out here...we're all free lovin' hippies, and this outfit kinda screams that.
It was kinda warm today, but kinda out here means 60, so I knew I couldn't just throw on one of the hundreds of sundresses I have for her. So I picked out one that seemed comfortable, and decided to pair it with a long sleeved onsie that has little rose buds on it (probably a subconscious nod to my mom who has nicknamed Youngest "Rose Bud"). Then I took out all my baby legs and picked the pair that seemed to match the colors of my outfit best (yeah, I say best, but really none of them matched, and I like this pair the best). I topped the outfit off with a pair of pink socks.
What do you think? Maybe its the free spirit of the NW that allowed me to take her out in such a crazy outfit, or maybe its just that I have been dressing boys in whatever isn't ripped or stained for the past five years...haha.
It was kinda warm today, but kinda out here means 60, so I knew I couldn't just throw on one of the hundreds of sundresses I have for her. So I picked out one that seemed comfortable, and decided to pair it with a long sleeved onsie that has little rose buds on it (probably a subconscious nod to my mom who has nicknamed Youngest "Rose Bud"). Then I took out all my baby legs and picked the pair that seemed to match the colors of my outfit best (yeah, I say best, but really none of them matched, and I like this pair the best). I topped the outfit off with a pair of pink socks.
What do you think? Maybe its the free spirit of the NW that allowed me to take her out in such a crazy outfit, or maybe its just that I have been dressing boys in whatever isn't ripped or stained for the past five years...haha.
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