Get your dance on...

Today, I did the most fun workout ever! First, I started with pilates and ab workouts, then I popped in Denise Austin's Dance Mix. It's about 15 minutes each of Club Funk, Latin Groove, Jazz &Pop, and Ballet Sculpt. My absolute favorite was the latin dancing. Normally, I have to find something for Gracie to do, so i don't have to pause the dvd every 5 minutes, but Gracie was up dancing with me :D If you're at Tasha's wedding, you'll see me busting my new moves ;p

Also-hello 139 lb.

XOXO-Jamie

PROGRESS!!!

Ok. I went and tried on my bridesmaids dress for Natasha's wedding. It didn't look THAT bad on me...but I didn't feel that great in it. So, I decided to do a diet. A real diet. Just to lose a little weight before the wedding.
I've never successfully dieted before, so this will be a first. I decided to try to cut my carbs, since that is the biggest thing I eat a lot of. My goal is to eat under 40 a day. I'm using calorie counter on my phone to keep track of the number of carbs I'm eating daily. Yesterday, I went overboard...I ate candy corn. When I looked back at it today, that is what put me over by 50 grams of carbs. Yikes! So far, today I've had:

Breakfast- 3 eggs, onion, green pepper, swiss cheese all in an omelet w/ 2 strips of bacon- 0.9 grams of carbs!!!

Lunch- Spinach leaves, 1/4 an apple, 1/8 serving of glazed pecans (so stinkin good!), chopped onion, 1/8 of a tomato, chicken breast (from last nights supper) and Light Raspberry Walnut Vinaigrette...for a total of 13 grams of carbs

Dinner- I had 2 porchops (with 1 tablespoon of light brown sugar on them) and 2 slices of apple (cooked them with the chops...so good!) (I also had olive oil in the pan, so it wouldn't stick.) and cauliflower with cheese. (The rest of the family had mac and cheese...and I didn't eat a single bit!!!) and that was 8 grams of carbs.

I am totally kicking this diets butt! Oh yea- Snack-1 piece of Orbit gum...1 carb.
I am at 23 carbs for the day...I'm trying to stay under 40. I'm on a roll!

I'm a competitive person and a numbers person...so I'm trying to beat my own numbers! I do the same with running. Try to finish faster or run longer. That motivates me. Also, the last time I weighed myself, I was at 145...today, 142. I doubt that three pounds was from the last three days, but, I'll give it credit for 1 lb :D

If anyone has an carb free snacks I can eat, let me know...particularly sweet. I've got the salty end covered, but I need more sweet snacks. Or even chocolate! It's prob not possible...but its worth a try!
I will be SO excited to get back into my size 4's and 6's again :D

"Look Ma, no hands!"

When I was about 12 years old, I rode my bike EVERYWHERE! Windsor's grown up a lot since then. We used to only have two stoplights in our little town. Sarah, who was I guess 8 or 9, and I used to ride all over the place. If we had a few dollars, we would ride down 258, cross 460, and eat lunch at Dairy Queen. Then with whatever change we had left, we would ride down 460 until we got to the pharmacy, where we would cross those 4 lanes again to spend our change on candy. We'd probably ride past the high school, go down Deer Path and venture back home down 258 again. I'm not sure either of our parents knew what we were doing. To think that Logan who is 8, doing that scares the crap out of me. I hate letting him ride down the path in the backyard because I can't see him past a certain point. There's not any traffic...but it still seems dangerous. However, we had to be in incredible shape to make these journeys on bike...almost on a daily basis. I know that except for the turns, I probably road without holding on to the handlebars.

Today, I rode the bike for 1 1/2 miles...and my thighs are burning. Also, I started sweating, so I took one hand off the handlebars to wipe my face and it scared me to death. One hand, ain't no joke, anymore. I starting practicing to see if I could ride one handed for a long period of time and it was really hard to do. I'm not skilled enough to ride without any hands...yet.

Also, today, I went jogging. Last Friday, Sterling and I went jogging with Gracie. She would run and then need to walk, so we'd walk. It was great. While G was napping today, I said I was going running, so Sterling decided to join me. Not fun. He kept telling me I run slow and trying to get me to pick up my pace. I told him, I'm trying to run for distance, not speed. When I did get to the point where I was tired and I wanted to walk, he kept saying, You can't stop. Stopping is for quitters. No. I'm walking. Not stopping. And walking is not for quitters. It's for people who don't want to pass out. THEN. I had to pee. What does Sterling say "Peeing is a reward for when you finish running." What? No. Peeing isn't a reward. Peeing is what I do when I have to pee. I left him running and I came back home and peed. Ok. I got some water too. I don't think I'm going to let Sterling run with me anymore. I don't want to not like him...and I'll be honest...I wanted to punch him. haha. I know he was trying to be encouraging (sidenote: running with Tasha is the same way), but I don't like that kind of running. Also, he didn't talk! I'd ask him a question and he waited til we got to the end of our run to answer. Lame. But I still love him.

(This picture is from Gracie's tea party birthday party...looks like one of the princesses is putting the moves on the butler. Haha)

After Sterling went back to the house, I did another .6 of a mile. Running by the woods is great because I know a blue cobalt won't try to hit me. On the other hand, I'm constantly scared of deer, bears (there was one in the area a few years ago...I'm sure he hasn't gone too far.), racoons, snakes. For fun, I plan my escape route. Do I run? Do I stay and fight the bear? My best idea so far has been to download the light saber app on my phone and take the animal down Yoda style. I just need to start bringing my phone with me when I run.

I was once diagnosed with back fat. True Story.

My entire adult life, I've had these softball sized knots in my lower back. Both of my sisters have them, so we think it is pretty normal...does anyone else get them? They come and go, but I've noticed that when I exercise regularly they stay away. My doctor thought they were a hormonal thing...you know how some women get bigger boobs once a month...I get bigger back fat. Haha. Well, that isn't the case. I've had people feel them and they've told me...that is a bone. That's how hard these things are. They get really big and cause pain all the way down my legs. Back when I went to the doctor, he sent me to get an ultrasound. When I went, they happened to be pretty small...about the size of a golf ball. A few days after the ultrasound, my doctor called and gave me the diagnoses. I have fatty lipomas. (Funny...spell check wants me to change the word lipoma with diploma...I could have fatty diplomas. Haha) Anyway. I have tumors that are made of fat. Great. Diagnosed with fat. No wonder why when I work out they stay away...isn't that the point of working out? To keep fat away? This isn't rocket science. (Also, the radiating pain is because it puts pressure on my sciatic nerve.) Well, the other night my kidneys were hurting. Like, it hurt when I peed...only it was in my lower back. Now, my fat back is acting up. It's been months since my fat back has hurt. I'm wondering if they are related. They are relatively in the same area...my fat back is lower than my kidneys, but they are still pretty close.

This whole week, I haven't had the energy to work out. I feel like I could sleep all day. Like I have mono...except I feel fine. Just tired. I'm going to start taking a multivitamin...I think. I stink at taking pills. I don't even take tylenol to get rid of my back fat pain. I'd just rather complain. However, I really want to train for a half marathon. OBX 1/2 marathon is in November. I can be ready by then...right?

I figured I'd share my story about why I initially started running. I've always been a fan of yoga and pilates. (Its a lot of laying down or standing still...my kind of work out. Haha) However, in 2005 I was hired at Farmers Bank. When I was shown my office, I realized there were things from someone else still in the office. A calendar with every birthday labeled. Finger nail files. Coffee cups. Simple things. There was also a box labeled "Kathies". I soon learned that the lady that had the office before me was recently diagnosed with leukemia. We would get updates pretty frequently and I was just as eager to hear how Kathie was doing...even though I never met her. She got to a point where she was able to come visit and I finally met her. A few months later, Kathie was healthy enough she was able to come back to work. I still had all of her things in her office...but it was also now my office. It wasn't big enough for the both of us, but I wanted her to be able to have her office back. They ended up doing a lot of office rearranging and Kathie and I ended up in a new office together. It was small and didn't have windows. However, it did have a dry erase board. Together we went to walmart and bought material to make curtains for our windows. We had curtains for several months out of the year.

We both instantly bonded because we had very similar personalities. We caused trouble together, "worked" together, and had a lot of fun together. We figured out how to play frisbee in our office. During this time, the bank switched its banking program. It was a very stressful time, so we thought a hula hoop would help lighten the mood. It did...we even have pictures of the president of the bank hula hooping. Well, during one of my "performances", I hula hooped while walking like a chicken and a really good looking guy walked by(he was from the company that helped us get onto the new banking system) and everyone died of laughter because of the sight of me acting like a fool in front of a stranger. The guy had a very serious personality and didn't even acknowledge us. We found out the next morning that very serious, but good looking guy ran marathons for a little girl with cancer. Kathie said "Anyone who runs for cancer is okay by me."

The week of September 11 rolled around and Kathie was extremely quiet. I didn't pry because I thought if she wanted me to know...she'd tell me. Well, on September 11, she told me that her cancer was no longer in remission. I was trying to be and optimistic because that is what I do and that is what Kathie would also do. Kathie wasn't optimistic. She said she didn't think she could go through all of it again. Of course, every song on the radio that day was a sad song (we listened to country and it was sept. 11), so I spent my day secretly crying at my desk. Kathie wasn't crying, so I didn't want her to see me crying. She left work early that day and was headed to Duke within the next couple of days. We talked on the phone a lot while she was there. I could tell that she was getting worse, pretty fast. She got to the point where she would talk and I couldn't understand anything she said.

For about a month, I cried every day. I prayed every day. I hated knowing that she was in pain. When Kathie needed a bone marrow transplant I asked how do I get tested to see if we were a match. (We had the same taste in clothes and we wore the same size clothes...surely our genetic material was going to match!) They planned on testing her sister first. I wanted to do something.
I told Kathie before she left that if she came back to work bald, then I'd shave my head to match hers. I planned on us wearing really fun scarves around our heads or crazy headbands. Kathie never got to come back to work.

I decided that I was going to run in memory of Kathie. That was the initial reason I started running. TNT is a group that trains people to run 1/2 marathons, marathons, triathlons. Since it is almost September 11, I am reminded why I wanted to run. So, I'm going to take my multivitamin and run. Run for Kathie. Because someone who runs for cancer is okay by her. :D

One piece bathing suit...

I've been looking for a cute tankini for when we go to Disney. Today, I went into NY&Co. and saw an adorable 1-piece zebra striped bathing suit and the same bathing suit as a tankini. The back of the one piece was really cute, so I decided to try it on. (I've never been a 1-piece kind of gal, so this was something new.) I go into the dressing room and try it on and the results were terrible. Terrible, terrible, terrible. My body was too tall for this bathing suit... but imagine a halter style one piece...now imagine a thong-a-tard. Like a leotard only a thong (80's workout style). That's what this bathing suit wanted to be. I of course had my own underwear on under this, but it still wanted to give me a massive wedge. Also, because it wasn't for an average height person (I'm only 5' 6"...not giant-like at all)-it wanted to completely flatten my boobs. There were cups for boobs, but maybe this bathing suit is designed for a short person with boobs at her knees (lol. hope you are painting this picture right...it doesn't make it any better, but it makes me laugh). Basically, this bathing suit was not modest or flattering at all. On the other hand, I am getting the top to the tankini. I have a solid black bikini, so the zebra top will look good with it :D Score! I didn't get the tankini today because I wanted to cry after seeing how bad that 1-piece made me look.

On the workout side of things, I'm a little bummed. I haven't been able to exercise in a good week. Insanity caused me to have severe calf pain. I think I pulled a muscle. At first it hurt all the time, but as time went it only hurt when I tried exercising. I tried running a mile the other day and I could only run 1/3 of it and had to walk the rest of it. I've been doing pilates because it doesn't bother it, but I'm determined to do Insanity again starting Monday. Maybe one day I'll be able to wear a 1-piece thong-a-tard. lol. Don't hold your breathe :D

My life lacks insanity...I think I'll had some :)

Today was day 2 of Insanity. If you've done these before let me know if this is how you started off...Ex: 30 seconds of running with the high knees...I stop at 15 sec and watch them do the other half. I just can't do any of the moves for more than a couple seconds. I'm hoping it will get better each day, but maybe I lack willpower. I don't mind the sweating, but when I get out of breath, I stop to catch it.
Tasha called me in the middle of exercising and she thought she called a 1-900 number because my breathing was so crazy. Haha. I could maybe have a side job :)
And yes, I measured myself again today. I wasn't expecting to see any differences, but how cool would it be if I did :)
That's all. It is taking too much breath to sit here and type.

Time to get in shape!

Ok. I've been a lazy bum about getting in shape. I still can't wear any of my skinny girl clothes :( Natasha is getting married in less than 5 months. I have less than one month to get skinny so I can order my bridesmaid dress. I don't mind being the biggest person in the wedding because my "competition" is Shannon who is a stick, Erica-who is a stick and has three kids (nobody likes a show off Erica. lol) and Susan who is pregnant...and she would LOVE to be smaller than me after she has a baby...that's a great confidence boost to a new mom. So I'm fine with being the biggest of all of us, but I can have fabulous arms. Also- Tasha liked this one dress and wanted me to try it on. It fit in the chest area, but wouldn't even go over my hips. I'd have to bust a few seems for that dress to work. We went up a dress size and it was so completely unflattering on my hips...so we went up another size...it was way big in the chest and still didn't fit over my big hips/butt. What's a girl to do? For the record, I like having a big butt; however, I do not like having big hips.
This time around...I'm trying insanity. First thing I did was measure myself...so here are my beginning measurements.. 33.5" bust (bust or boobs...whatever you want to call it.) I wasn't sure if I was supposed to measure the biggest part of my boobs or under them...so 33.5" is the biggest part...without a padded bra. Haha. Waist is 28 and my butt is 42"...pretty sure I need a wide load sign there. I also did my thighs which were 22.5" and my arms were 11". I'd like my thighs to lose that .5 and my arms can stay the same, but I want them to be more defined. Should I do my neck too??? Hold on. Ok. It's 13". I also measured the fatty part of my stomach (muffin top, inner tube, back fat...all names it is usually referred to), but I'm not sharing that. I wrote it down...maybe I'll tell you what it was when it gets smaller. :) Oh and that weight hasn't changed since the last post...but I don't care about that number. I only really care about the number on the inside of my jeans (true story).
All of the house guests are gone and I've been going crazy wanting to get it all clean again, but I think I'll start this insanity thing. Eek. Wish me luck :D :D :D

It has been awhile!

I know I haven't blogged in a while. Over a month really. About two weeks ago I was going to blog, but I just couldn't bring myself to it. I gained weight. I was weighing 145lb...not just one day, but every time I weighed myself. I ate all of Logan and Gracie's chocolate that I bought for Easter. Like, a whole bag of the reese's peanut butter eggs, 6 of the big cadbury cream eggs, kit kats, 8 mini caramel cadbury eggs, snickers bars...yea...in about a weeks time. 145 lbs. I couldn't even get my size 4 pants over my hips. I had to go buy one pair of size 8's (I didn't even try on 6's...I knew they wouldn't work). I was worried that if I wore fitted clothes people would think I was pregnant. I had back fat and side fat...bad. One day I hit a low; a I'm going to be 160lb, size 12 in a matter of months, kind of feeling. If you weigh that much I'm not saying you are over weight, but that is not a good weight for me. The weather was warmer, so I went running. I couldn't run like I did last summer. I couldn't even do half the distance I did last summer. I ran until I couldn't run, then I walked. The minute I felt like I could run again, I did...even if it was for 5 feet before I stopped. I did that for 2.25 miles.

The day after that my stomach muscles hurt...from running. Never have they hurt from running. I did yoga that day. Then I ran again the next day, using the same method as the first day. I did this for maybe 5 days.

The day before my 8k, I weighed 141. Wanda (shout out to Wanda!) was my running partner. We started out at a great pace. Everyone was passing us, but it didn't matter. We were at the 1 mile marker before we knew it. No walking, all running. By the time we got to the 2 mile marker we were passing people. A lot of people. We were passing 13 year old boys. People were cheering for us on the sideline. I was cheering for us as we ran. I would randomly start cheering or shout what mile we were on and tell everyone we were almost done. It was pretty fun. I was cheering for the people passing out water (I loved them!) I was doing great...Mile 4 my body wanted to walk. Wanda was still wanting to run. I didn't want to walk but my body was begging for me to walk. Then this old lady came by telling everyone to follow Old Glory. I belted out, very loud and very much off key, God Bless America. A few others joined in. That got me another 1/2 mile, but then I wanted to walk again. I overheard this mom with her son. He wanted to quit and walk in the last 1/2 mile. She told him, Everyone is cheering at the finish line. Let them see you running. Don't let them see you walk. Why was I going to let everyone think I walked? I picked up my pace a little and made it that final stretch! I was so proud to go 5 miles and even though I wanted to quit, I didn't. Thanks Wanda for not letting me think I could walk!!! I'm looking forward to the next race!!! :D
The day of the run, I ate like a pig the rest of the day. I couldn't get enough to eat. Other than that day, I have not been snacking. I've eaten breakfast, lunch, dinner. The thought of eating a whole candy bar makes me feel sick. I'm now down to 139 lb. 4 or 5 lb to go! And...I can wear my size 4's again. I still have some side and back fat, but I'm still working on that.

My favorite exercise I have done so far has been this Kelly Ripa workout. The thing that caused the most pain to my body was leg raises. Stand next to your kitchen table. Lean over and place your right forearm on the table. Put your left hand on your left hip. Lift your left leg so it is parallel to the floor. Hold it there and pulsate it up for two minutes (I can only do 1 min, but the instructions say 2). When you are finished switch legs. After that, lean on the table with both arms and lift your right leg directly behind you so it is parallel to the floor and pulsate it for 2 min then switch legs. I promise, your butt and legs will hate you the next day.

Also- I was asked if I was interested in running the special olympic torch from suffolk to smithfield. Farmers Bankers...I expect to see you guys at the road giving me water. :D I'm pretty excited about taking part in that! I'm not sure of details yet, but when I hear more, I'll share.

This was long and overdue!
Have a great week :)

I am a chocolate whore...sorry Mom and Dad.

It's true...if I could shoot it into my veins, well, I wouldn't do that. Then I would be shooting up with chocolate and eating it. Not too mention eck. For Valentines Day, Sterling bought me the biggest box of Hershey's Pot of Gold he could find. Actually, I found it and told him I wanted it, but you get the picture. Valentine's Day was Sunday...the chocolates are gone (Tuesday). All of them. I don't even like dark chocolate, but no chocolate vs dark chocolate...clearly DC wins. Besides, if you chase the dark chocolate with milk you end up with milk chocolate...am I right or am I right?

Last week, Sterling had his annual health exam with the State Police. His cholesterol is high. Both of his parents have trouble with theirs, so I'm sure some of it is hereditary. I know delicious steak doesn't help, but he is a state trooper...we don't eat steak too often. I googled what type of diet we should go on to reduce his cholesterol...cut out red meat and eat more fish and eat a high fiber diet. High fiber diet=pooping. I stopped taking the poop pills a while back, but this should give similar results. I'm not a fish eating person, but I do like mahi mahi (I know its dolphin...whatever). Sterling said he only eats fish that he catches...well, if I'm going to eat fish, I'm going to have to buy it. I'm funny like that. I don't like eggs straight out of the chickens butt...I prefer to buy them at food lion. Any ideas on how I can cook fish so it doesn't taste, well, like fish. And what are some good non-fishy fish? I plan on keeping my husband around til the whole "Til death do us part" and I don't plan on that happening anytime soon.

32 days until the 8k. I ran 2 miles today and did 10 on the stationary bike. I hope it is warmer in 32 days, I hate running when I'm cold.

Officer, it wasn't my fault.

Yesterday was not a good dieting day. Sterling ate cake for breakfast, which made Gracie want cake also. She already had breakfast, so I figured...a little piece of cake won't hurt her. The smell of it was so delicious. I wanted a piece so bad. I opted for licking the knife instead. I didn't cut my tongue, so I consider it a success. It was better than eating a piece of cake for breakfast right?

I did great not eating any snacks, then around 11 Erica called because Camron (also known as Acornn) needed to go to the hospital for stitches in his thumb. I grabbed Gracie and went straight over to her house. Erica's daycare kids were having spaghetti. I fixed everyone a plate and saved a little for myself. I was getting ready to fix my plate when I heard someone knocking on her front door. I go and answer and what do you know...another kid. Of course he hasn't had lunch, so I give him my spaghetti. He's lucky...one more minute and that spaghetti was mine! Erica came back home about 1:30. She had to stop at the pharmacy and drop off a prescription...and she brought me a carmello...my FAVORITE candy bar :) I didn't eat it right away, although I was starving! I decided to stop at Burger King (because it is open now!) My heart was screaming...get the Hershey Pie! I knew I had the candy bar so I didn't get it. Instead I ordered a whopper jr, small order of french fries and a small coke. It smelled SO good. I grab my burger and what do you know...they gave me a whopper. No Jr. I ate almost all of it and I didn't eat the fries...waste of money. That shows strength. I'm improving. I did scarf down the candy bar after the burger.

Since, I had a high calorie lunch (and honestly I didn't have time for dinner) I ate a sandwich for dinner. A whole 300 calories...which isn't bad. When I came home, I ate that piece of cake I wanted for breakfast. :-/

The last few pounds are the hardest to get off right?

Dag. I haven't lost anything in like 3 days. What a bummer! Everyone says the last few pounds are the hardest to get off. What if I create a pretend weight...like say 125 lb. I will NEVER get there, but maybe I can trick myself into losing the last few that I really would like to get rid of. I know it takes time to lose weight, but I'm not a very patient person.

Also, before I worked out, I decided to try on my bathing suit. It didn't look too terrible. I'm pretty skinny, minus the "inter tube" of fat above my hips. Some people have "muffin top"...I have my own floatation device. In fact, the other night Sterling and I were going out and I had on a fitted shirt. I asked him if the shirt showed my fat...he said, "I think your pants are pushing it up and making look like muffin top." No honey, that is there when I am naked...but your honesty is appreciated. I changed my shirt.

Comedic Workout

The past 2 maybe 3 days I haven't done so well with eating healthy; however, it is 10 times better than it has ever been. I've eaten like one serving of chocolate covered Ritz crackers when typically I would the whole box. I blame my lack of will power on the lack of working out and I blame my lack of working out on the Virginia State Police :D Sterling is working midnights, so I have to find something to keep Gracie quiet. That doesn't leave time for me to do school-work, house-work, and exercise.

Today, my mom is here. Gracie is napping and Sterling is still sleeping, so I convince mom to workout with me. She chose the treadmill so I took the stationary bike. I'm going to try to paint a picture of my mom on the treadmill. I set her at 3 miles per hour. That is a decent walk. She immediately jumped off the "belt". She said it took off too fast. I promised her it wasn't fast, so she got back on. I started pedaling and I notice mom is holding on for dear life. She refuses to let go. I told her to slow it down to where she can walk without holding on and then slowly increase her speed back up to 3 mph. She didn't even want to let go to hit the down button :D It made me lol for real. When she got to 1/2 a mile we switched.

Also, I thought the Colt's game started at 1...wrong. We ended up watching the hockey game. Kate- I hope you read my blog. Watching hockey on tv is not any fun. I was chanting FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT and Let's Go Pittsburgh (clap clap clap clap clap) and it didn't help. I know sports are more fun live, but that was like watching golf on tv. Sorry golf fans...and hockey on tv fans (possibly just Kate).

When Doug surprised Kate with a group outing to the hockey game, I had to keep it a secret, so I told people we were going ice skating. Now i want to go ice skating. Anyone want to go maybe next weekend?

Feeling skinny!

Remember when I said I about died because I weighed 144 lb? Today when I got on the scale I weighed 138 lb. This was fully clothed, after lunch! Even if the scale was wrong last time, I am still calling this a 6 lb loss. I take what I can get...don't judge me for that.

Yesterday, I had trouble not eating chocolate. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted it. After lunch, I had an apple and some peanut butter and nutella. SO good! It was an extra 200 calories, so I'm good with that. Then, before class, I had time to drive to the store and get a coke and some peanut m&m's. By the strength of Jesus, I made it to class without stopping. I did tell myself I could get them after class, but then it was raining and getting out of the car in rain was not worth chocolate. (Thank you Jesus for that rain!) I did come home and eat one oreo. I took about 5 minutes to eat it. Normally, it takes 5 seconds. Eating that one did fix my craving. I'm going to blame all of yesterday on the fact that I didn't work out.

BTW- those size 6 jeans that I couldn't get over my fatness last week...they go on and button now :)

I've heard that some people gain and lose weight in there boobs...I'm pretty sure I gain in the butt and lose in the boobs. Oh well, I'm fine being big butt, boobless, Jamie :D

I'm wondering if duct tape is a good diet plan...

Today is diet attempt IV. Roman numerals makes it sound more official...which means I am trying harder. I stopped taking the pills sometime last week or so, not because I was pooping like crazy...I just stopped. I got on the scale today. 144 lb. WHAT??? I haven't showered yet...maybe I have several pounds of dirt on me.
I think the weather has something to do with me being a fatso. I don't like being cold, so I am not having fun running on the treadmill (in the garage). My feet and face are frozen and the rest of me gets hot. I also don't like feeling my butt bounce when I run. Bounce like fat jiggling. Horrible feeling.
One day last week I put on a pair of size 6 jeans. I literally had to wiggle to get them over my hips...but I couldn't get them buttoned. I wanted to cry. I felt ten times better when I was able to wear a pair of size 4 jeans instead. (Note: I will not be washing those jeans...I'm keeping them stretched out.)
Part of getting skinny/healthy/whatever I claim to be doing is eating better. Now that school has started I've been eating chocolate like its oxygen. Yesterday I ate an entire box of chocolate covered Ritz crackers. Yes they are delish and yes, I now understand the nervous system. However, I probably ate my entire weeks worth of calories. I bought carrots this week. I'm going to try to munch on them instead. I'm going to pretend to be a complete health nut and pretend I don't like junk food.
Motivation: I am thinking about putting pictures of fat girls on the junk drawer and junk food cabinet. Of course, I'll have to put pictures of hot chicks in bathing suits on the carrots. :) I'm sure the rest of the family is going to love this :)
I will post my weight again later...you know, after I've washed all the heavy dirt off :D

Too get rid of my bubble butt- I opted for bubble guts

Day 4: I took all 8 pills yesterday. Some people are worried about me doing so, but I'm hard headed. I was worried that I might have an accident though. It doesn't specify what type of poop I should be expecting with this. What if I shart myself in public? Haha. Just thinking about that makes me embarrassed. Today, the pills work. I've pooped like 4 times. Regular poop, no bubble guts. Thank you Jesus!

I am not new to working out, I just have done anything in about a month. I ran a mile on Tuesday. Yesterday I ran a mile, lifted weights and worked on my abs. Sterling jokes on me when I lift weights because I really can't lift that much. After I finish lifting, I added more weights to the bar, so he will think I am getting stronger...by like 20 pounds. Haha. I've also increased my speed on the treadmill. I don't like running on it, so I only do a mile. If it weren't so cold outside I would run longer.

Because I love food and I stink at dieting, I am just trying to make healthier choices. For last night's dinner I used fat free Italian dressing mix and I did half mashed cauliflower and half mashed potatoes.

I googled a healthy weight for my height and got the result of 129-154. I'm already in that range, but I am aiming for a solid 135...that is what I weighed at the beginning of summer.

Today when I woke up I was sore. YAY! That means I did something...probably from adding the extra weight after I finished lifting. :) The fronts of my legs hurt and my arm pits hurt. I was hoping my butt and abs would hurt. I'm going to really focus on my abs tonight, but I need some ideas to make my butt hurt...that sounds odd. Any suggestions? I did weighted squats FYI. I've thought about getting Sterling's swimming fin things (flippers maybe???). They remind me of that scene in Along Came Polly. Anyway, I thought about wearing those to add weight to my ankles and then I can do like swimming kicks laying on my stomach to work my rear and reverse it to work my abs. Just an idea.

That about sums up my day. Except, I forgot to take the pills this morning, but I took them this afternoon. Oh well. I've already missed 12 pills anyway! :)

Recipe:
This was what I had for dinner...
London Broil- open it and drop that sucker in the crock pot. (Raw meat gags me)
Dry Italian dressing mix (I found fat free)...open packet and empty into crock pot.
Pepperoncinni peppers (found near the pickle section) Open jar and dump into crock pot.
Cut up an onion (or two) and throw that in there also. It is sooo good, you won't want to be home while this is cooking because it makes you hungry all day.

Now, time to fix dinner and get my workout on :)

In the beginning-Might be TMI for the XY chromosome

No, I do not think I am fat, but I am not skinny. After I got married, I was oblivious to the fact that I was gaining weight and I am somewhat paranoid that I will be a size 10 before I know it. I'm not ashamed of my current weight 137 lb. and I'm a hair under 5'6". I can and have been skinnier...that was when I was working out and breastfeeding Gracie. I was probably burning 1000 calories a day. The problem with that is I had very little muscle and couldn't run for squat. My goal is to have muscle definition and to run 5k's or maybe a 1/2 marathon. (Full marathon is just crazy...no thank you!)

Also, someone once told me that her "Walk around naked weight" is 135. You know, the weight were you feel comfortable walking around naked...or for me in a bathing suit. I'm not sure what my "Walk around naked weight" is, but it is not 135!

So, here I am paranoid that I am gaining weight without realizing it and also I'm wanting to be in better physical shape. While Tasha was here I made her watch Keeping Up with the Kardashians. I love watching E!, so she had to watch it with me. Tasha told me that she heard they have their own line of diet pills that gives them more energy and keeps them skinny. Wait! Energy, plus being skinny, plus eat what I want??? I have to get these pills. I look it up and they use SlimQuick. I google it, read all about it (available at Walmart). You have to start with the one week Detox. Detox=poop a lot. If I am going to do this, I might as well do the detox part, even though I poop regularly I give it a go. I glance at the directions and it says take your first serving before lunch and your second serving before dinner. So, I take one pill out and pop it in my mouth. HORSE PILL! I almost vomit trying to swallow it. It was huge. If I get sick, I guess I will lose weight right? But that is unhealthy, so I have to swallow these pills. First day goes by, I stayed by the bathroom for just in case. Nothing. Second day, hello horrible gas. Maybe I'm not full of poop, maybe I'm full of hot air. Haha.
(Day 3). I am not feeling the energy or pooping more, the pills are NOT working. This morning I decided to read the booklet that came with the pills. Serving size=4 pills. So I am supposed to take 4 pills before lunch and 4 pills before dinner. I can barely get 1 pill down. It took me an entire bottle of water to get 4 pills down today. I'm definitely going to be drinking enough water now! BTW- I took the pills 2 hours ago and I can already tell I have more energy.