Today was weigh in day and while I dreaded getting on the scale; I was pleasantly surprised to find I had lost 4lbs this week! How cool is that? Not to sound too terribly cliche, this is is. I’m getting fit! :-)
Now if only I can keep this up for 80-something more days.
L.
PS. Fruity Pebbles is getting old. Seriously. I’m probably going to hate it by the end of this thing. And yes, I’ve chosen fruity pebbles for the cereal and milk diet. Don’t judge me. Ha!
I like cereal. I like milk. I think I’m going to like this diet. We shall see.
In other news… I ran yesterday. I could only do it for 30 second increments, but I did it. I felt nauseous. My knee hurt. I waddled like only an overweight runner can do, but I did it. Go me!
L.
Well… didn’t start when I wanted to. My bust. Today was day 2 and I’m sore. Jillian is kicking my ass. I’m glad, I need it. Can’t wait to post week 1 update.
Starting weight 203. Gross.
his starts in the AM. Wish me luck! (Taken with instagram)
Thought I’d introduce the two small loves of my life. My two mini’s. My daughter J and my son A. I’m pretty sure I’ll be mentioning them on this blog sometimes. PS. I was 190 in this picture. Ugh…
Today has been challenging. I’m sitting here with my buddy Coors Light to get me through. This too shall pass.
I came across this quote today…
Make a decision today to develop a new and more positive attitude toward yourself. –Joyce Meyers
I can honestly say that my attitude toward myself has been a destructive one as of late. I’ve had so many things happen that have been negative that it’s been hard to see the positives of life.
I’ve lost good friends over nonsense… Well, people who I thought were friends anyway. They never truly were and that hurt me to the core. I’m the type of person who gives my whole heart freely and without reservation to those I care about, but because of that I tend to get hurt… often. :-/
This time I’ve learned though. I know better now. I now know that even though I’m kind and friendly, that people will mistake that for weakness and some people will even be threatened by it. Therefore making it their life’s mission to see me fail. You know what I’ve realized…
I will not fail. I will not fall. I will not falter. I will succeed. I will win. I will come out on top. Always! My life matters. What I do matters. I matter.
It’s time to wake up and move on from the past bullshit and get with the program that is today. I am awesome. I AM AWESOME! I’m pretty fucking cool and if someone doesn’t want to take the time to get to know me, fuck them. I won’t apologize for being me. Sorry about the language, but I’m pretty stoked to realize this. It’s taken quite a while to get here. Quite a while. A very long freaking time.
Today and the rest of my days I choose to be positive. As positive as the situation allows. I know that I’ll be sad, there are days I’ll be angry, depressed, and all that, but I also choose happiness, kindness, peace, positiveness as much as humanly possible.
Geez… I guess this post turned into a bit of a tangent. I have a tendency to do that. Ramble on about things. I’m a rambler.
Let’s see… Positive things that happened today. I woke up feeling tons better, the swallowing razors feeling gone. The guy and I didn’t argue today and actually had a great time laughing with each other. We’re getting there. I love him to pieces and I want him to know that. So I want to get better at showing it. Well, that’s enough for today.
L.
So, I’ve come to realized that while I don’t excel at fitness and eating right; I am super awesome at quitting.
Biggest Winner came and went. I stayed the same. Epic fail on my part, but hey, such is life sometimes right?
So. (I use that word a lot) I’m going to keep going. I know that there is something out there that will help me in my quest for fitness and good health.
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I guess you can call this 2 posts in one. Someone told me that I was too hard on myself and that I needed to give me a break. I sort of agreed. I can be my own worst enemy and my harshest critic. I’ve come up with this to combat that. Every day I’m going to post 2 positive things about me and that have happened in my life. I may even post 2 goals… maybe more. I have to celebrate me and the wonderfulness that I am. All 200+ pounds of me. Okay.
Enough of that. I’m off to watch “The Amandas” and hopefully heal quickly. I’m down and out with strep throat and an ear infection. Maybe I’ll lose some weight because I’m not eating… One can only hope right? LOL! I kid. I kid.
Alright. I’m out.
L.
So against my better judgement I’ve signed up for the “Biggest Winner Competition” here on base. It’s like the biggest loser, just with a stupider name. My husband has signed on to do this with me. I guess I should be glad, but most of all I just want to eat a double cheeseburger. I’m freaking starving and this is only day 1. Holy Hell. What did I get myself into?!
Stay tuned for more tales of the heavy and hungry.
L.T.
PS. Sorry for the lag, I’ve been super busy at work and stuffing my face with everything I could before this day. Kobiashi (Sp?) ain’t got nothin on me. For-realz.
This was me this morning and that effing sucks. I’m just glad it won’t be me for long! :-)
This is the program that I’m going to be using over the next 90 days. I like the color pink and watched the success stories. It seems easy enough. So I was sold.
I will say that this isn’t my first rodeo. I’ve tried many a workout program in my day and didn’t make it past the first week. Why? I’m a person that’s always starting things and not finishing them, but guess what! That changes today.
Well, actually it changes tomorrow since my stupid blender wasn’t working this morning and I was late to work and had not eaten, so I gave in. My husband brought me hash-brown rounds that I covered in ketchup and hot-sauce. I then ate like 12 Hershey’s kisses… that was just this morning. For lunch I had a turkey club panini with extra mayo, more chocolate, and for dinner I’m going to eat a whole bag of the side dish teriyaki noodles by myself. Welcome to the day in the life of a fat-girl.
Eating like this makes me miserable. It makes me sick. I hate myself after I do it, but I can’t seem to stop.
I can stop. I know I can. I have the resolve to do it. I’m going to do this!
Oh and if you want to know more about the p.i.n.k. method just click the link. Alright then, that’s about as much free advertising as their getting out of me today…
On to other news…
The organic store was nice, but it was small and didn’t have the stuff I needed. :-/ Drugstore.com it is! I’ve wanted to write on here all weekend, but I was so scared to. I was scared to put out here in public what I’m dealing with within myself. I literally was sweating before I wrote this post and we haven’t even gotten to the juicy parts yet.
Wish me luck, tomorrow is the big day. I excited, scared, nauseated, and somewhat thrilled. I can’t wait to start seeing results and posting pictures. Yes, of course you’re going to see pictures of my lovely fat arse. I know you’re so excited… If anyone is reading this anyway… Okay… Right…
Anyway, if I want to keep my job I guess I’ll stop this post now.
L.T.
