The saga continues.
Another day in grumpy town passes after an hour of working out and a trip to the grocery store with mutti and the munches. I can feel the exhaustion kicking off and hopefully after dance class tomorrow I will be back in the sunshine. I have my favorite day of work tomorrow, after 10 days in the office I get to go out to my homes and see the folks I support, and that always makes me feel great, so hopefully tomorrow as a whole will conclude with a Scarlet Ninja, glowing with the moist satisfaction (yeah, I'm going to use this as much as I can now) of a day well spent and an evening of epic and amazing tush shaking (thanks to MrsFatAss for that terminology)
Horray! tomorrow is Friday! Fidays are good, well usually fridays are good. I have entirely to much to do on the weekends. This weekend beging on friday evening will contain
Zumba,
Leadd Classes
1st birthday of Neice ( and happy B-day to my amazing SIL who I love bunches!!!)
Cleaining out Spare Room
Church
Sunday School
Traing Ride
6 hours of work.
See, this is why i'm so fracking exhausted, I need a vacation from my own damned weekends (grumble, grumble, kick a trashcan, grumble)
Night John Boy...
9/30/2010
9/29/2010
Funk: The Sequel
So I did workout yesterday, did 30 minutes on the elliptical, and I made it count, got my heart rate up and kept it there for at least 20 of those minutes. And then I went home and laid on the couch while the munches jumped all over me. The energy boost that typically comes from my workout did not arrive and I felt even more drained then before. Gracious.
Okay, new plan: I am going to work out everyday this week. I have done it before and it helped me jump start when I had stagnated, hopefully the same will happen this time.
I also thought focusing on something positive would help me jump out of funky-town. I tend to see negatives a lot, I find it hard to focus on positive things. So I figured I would turn my tendency toward negs-ville into a way to show how far I have come.
Things I don't
1. I don't eat entire bags of chips. Not that I don't want to, but I no longer need to, and that's kind of huge for me.
2. I don't have closet full of clothes that are too small. I do however have a pile of boxes full of clothes that are too big, WOO-HOO!!!
3. I don't feel ugly everyday, just sometimes when I have very bad hair days, or when I don't realize my pants are too big and need suspenders by the end of the day.
4. I don't hate my swimsuit, I am actually going to love wearing it next summer, it's so cute and only cost $8.00. Of course maybe it won't fit next summer, *gasp* I may have to buy a new one!!! Say it ain't so...
5. I don't despise sweating, I still don't like just sitting around being hot, but the moist satisfaction of knowing I have spent time building muscle and sizzling fat makes me feel pretty great. ( Wow, the words "moist satisfaction" just came out of my brain, that hilarious, I could change it but why, it's funny)
6. I don't buy XL clothing, nope I don't. HA! I still own XL jammies but they are favorites and i am in the process of altering them cause I love them, plus I like my jammies to be really big and loose.
7. I don't frown at myself in the mirror, well sometimes I do, but not because of the size of my ass anymore. Usually I frown because I have overslept and have to hurry to the office, once I even forgot to change my pants and had to wear my pajama pants at work all day, luckily they were black and knit. Everyone probably thought I was having a fat day or something.
8. I don't have to wear maternity pants. (but I do sometimes, cause damn those things are comfy! and besides they are size 14 maternity pants)
9. I don't hate photos of me, unless Jeeves takes them, that dude has a hard time figuring out how to use our camera, maybe I'll get him an easier to operate one for Christmas.
10. I don't feel like a failure, I am a turtle, I am a duck, I am strong, I can do this, I am not an island, I will stumble, but I am NOT a failure.
Okay, new plan: I am going to work out everyday this week. I have done it before and it helped me jump start when I had stagnated, hopefully the same will happen this time.
I also thought focusing on something positive would help me jump out of funky-town. I tend to see negatives a lot, I find it hard to focus on positive things. So I figured I would turn my tendency toward negs-ville into a way to show how far I have come.
Things I don't
1. I don't eat entire bags of chips. Not that I don't want to, but I no longer need to, and that's kind of huge for me.
2. I don't have closet full of clothes that are too small. I do however have a pile of boxes full of clothes that are too big, WOO-HOO!!!
3. I don't feel ugly everyday, just sometimes when I have very bad hair days, or when I don't realize my pants are too big and need suspenders by the end of the day.
4. I don't hate my swimsuit, I am actually going to love wearing it next summer, it's so cute and only cost $8.00. Of course maybe it won't fit next summer, *gasp* I may have to buy a new one!!! Say it ain't so...
5. I don't despise sweating, I still don't like just sitting around being hot, but the moist satisfaction of knowing I have spent time building muscle and sizzling fat makes me feel pretty great. ( Wow, the words "moist satisfaction" just came out of my brain, that hilarious, I could change it but why, it's funny)
6. I don't buy XL clothing, nope I don't. HA! I still own XL jammies but they are favorites and i am in the process of altering them cause I love them, plus I like my jammies to be really big and loose.
7. I don't frown at myself in the mirror, well sometimes I do, but not because of the size of my ass anymore. Usually I frown because I have overslept and have to hurry to the office, once I even forgot to change my pants and had to wear my pajama pants at work all day, luckily they were black and knit. Everyone probably thought I was having a fat day or something.
8. I don't have to wear maternity pants. (but I do sometimes, cause damn those things are comfy! and besides they are size 14 maternity pants)
9. I don't hate photos of me, unless Jeeves takes them, that dude has a hard time figuring out how to use our camera, maybe I'll get him an easier to operate one for Christmas.
10. I don't feel like a failure, I am a turtle, I am a duck, I am strong, I can do this, I am not an island, I will stumble, but I am NOT a failure.
9/28/2010
Irritating
Can't figure out what the issue is, but I am freaking exhausted. I wake up tired, I go through the day tired, I just want to lie on the floor and sleep for three days. Perhaps my stupidly busy, can't sit still schedule is finally catching up to me.
I thought a few days a the grams house would be the cure for the sloth but nothing wears me out faster than being the only parent within a 100 miles for two days. Being Mommy with no Daddy around really stinks, I like the whole co-parenting thing, I love that I can tell Jeeves my breaking point has been breached and I need a hand. I have crazy respect for any parent going it alone, its tough, really tough.
I skipped out on Zumba last week and didn't work out yesterday. I feel like I'm in a place where if I don't start workoing out again I never will. It's so much easier to just say, "I'll do it later, I'm tired, blah, bleh, blerg!"
Gotta get out from under the funk,
please make me accountable,
tell me to get my ass in gear...
I thought a few days a the grams house would be the cure for the sloth but nothing wears me out faster than being the only parent within a 100 miles for two days. Being Mommy with no Daddy around really stinks, I like the whole co-parenting thing, I love that I can tell Jeeves my breaking point has been breached and I need a hand. I have crazy respect for any parent going it alone, its tough, really tough.
I skipped out on Zumba last week and didn't work out yesterday. I feel like I'm in a place where if I don't start workoing out again I never will. It's so much easier to just say, "I'll do it later, I'm tired, blah, bleh, blerg!"
Gotta get out from under the funk,
please make me accountable,
tell me to get my ass in gear...
9/27/2010
Tell Me Something Good!
Mornin' Folks.
Today I want to talk about days off. It's great to be able to stay in my jammies and snuggle under the grannie quilt on the couch with the munches. (that sentence makes me giggle!) We are going to be heading home soon, and the girls are very anxious to see Jeeves again, they keep telling me how much they miss him, I miss him too. But sometimes it's nice to have a few days to ourselves. Life can get hectic and being apart makes me remember to be nice and appreciate how much he really does for all of us.
Days off are also good for getting your house back on track. When I get home I will workout to get my burst of energy then I will be tackling my spare room that we want to convert into our bedroom to be closer to the munches so maybe they will start sleeping in their room. I need to get them into thier own beds before baby ninja number 3 comes along. Also the spare room has become they weigh station for my moutian of fat clothes, I'll post a picture later of the boxes full of clothes I can't wear anymore, it's kind of epic.
Happy Monday Everyone, Tell Me Something Good!
Today I want to talk about days off. It's great to be able to stay in my jammies and snuggle under the grannie quilt on the couch with the munches. (that sentence makes me giggle!) We are going to be heading home soon, and the girls are very anxious to see Jeeves again, they keep telling me how much they miss him, I miss him too. But sometimes it's nice to have a few days to ourselves. Life can get hectic and being apart makes me remember to be nice and appreciate how much he really does for all of us.
Days off are also good for getting your house back on track. When I get home I will workout to get my burst of energy then I will be tackling my spare room that we want to convert into our bedroom to be closer to the munches so maybe they will start sleeping in their room. I need to get them into thier own beds before baby ninja number 3 comes along. Also the spare room has become they weigh station for my moutian of fat clothes, I'll post a picture later of the boxes full of clothes I can't wear anymore, it's kind of epic.
Happy Monday Everyone, Tell Me Something Good!
9/26/2010
Feeling Not So Hot
So for my first Hot One hundred challenge post I am not at home and cannot post a recipe with photos because I don't have access to my photos. I will have to add the photo later.
I have not yet had the chance to get down with working out, the walk around the lake didn't happen because after the second piece of ham steak with breakfast this morning I just gave up. I haven't had a day when I went over my maximum calories in over a month, everyone is entitled, right?
The size 14 jeans still slide all the way up but they don't button comfortably yet, I have a very un-attractive cupcake-top when I fasten them. I would call it a muffin top but it really deserves a little more, so the frosting visual is just about right.
My recipe posts will be done through the red-headed stepchild blog, Nellie's CookBook
I have not yet had the chance to get down with working out, the walk around the lake didn't happen because after the second piece of ham steak with breakfast this morning I just gave up. I haven't had a day when I went over my maximum calories in over a month, everyone is entitled, right?
The size 14 jeans still slide all the way up but they don't button comfortably yet, I have a very un-attractive cupcake-top when I fasten them. I would call it a muffin top but it really deserves a little more, so the frosting visual is just about right.
My recipe posts will be done through the red-headed stepchild blog, Nellie's CookBook
9/25/2010
Marshmallows
Are. The. Devil.
I was out shopping with grandma today and there were flavored marshmallows at IGA. They are delicious and apparently made by Satan.
Boy, was I right about the food at Gram's, I am pleasantly full of yummy dinner and feeling pretty great about it. Also adding to my lovely happy glow is that I have maintained my deficit today. I am done eating and it is sitting nicely at 600 for today. Go Me! (think Hillshire Farms Commercial Go Meat!)
Tomorrow I might not do as well, but there is a lake here and I may go for a long walk around it.
God, I love it here!
and marshmallows are from hell, which is weird since they melt so easily, gotta wonder how that works out?
I was out shopping with grandma today and there were flavored marshmallows at IGA. They are delicious and apparently made by Satan.
Boy, was I right about the food at Gram's, I am pleasantly full of yummy dinner and feeling pretty great about it. Also adding to my lovely happy glow is that I have maintained my deficit today. I am done eating and it is sitting nicely at 600 for today. Go Me! (think Hillshire Farms Commercial Go Meat!)
Tomorrow I might not do as well, but there is a lake here and I may go for a long walk around it.
God, I love it here!
and marshmallows are from hell, which is weird since they melt so easily, gotta wonder how that works out?
9/24/2010
Wings?!?!
With the exception of a brief period in high school when band camp whipped me into great shape, I have never been "fit girl" I hated working out, it's sweaty, embarrassing, and generally I'd rather stick a pencil in my eye. Workouts = not fun, right?
Wrong!!!
I LOVE going to the gym now, the sweat running into my eyes during my cardio feels like the hot sting of success. I also feel like the little devil who sits on my left shoulder gets really bored during the workouts so she takes a nap and doesn't bother me as much, so I'm a nicer person.
My most recent reason for loving the gym is that now the horrible flabby arm wings are starting to shrink into slimmer sorta sexy arms. I may never have the razor shoulders that my Zumba instructor bounces around with, but I think I am starting to dig the svelter ninja out from under the cloak of fat, I can feel mucsle in there when i flex now. The baggie full of pudding is no longer attached to my armpit. WOOT! Seriously though, zumba lady, -tiny- with like creepy thin shoulders, I bet she is no fun to hug, I wouldn't know she scares me too much to try to hug her.
Also in news that doesn't suck. All of the workout clothes I bought at the beginning of this weight loss excursion are too big. I have taken some of them in but have also had to donate some to the Salvation Army. Seriously that pair I put on last night made me look like one of those crazy before and after shots. My girls got in one leg and I slid into the other, forgot to take a picture but it was pretty funny. The munches then each got in a leg and ran through the house like a pair of fat ghost pants.
Wrong!!!
I LOVE going to the gym now, the sweat running into my eyes during my cardio feels like the hot sting of success. I also feel like the little devil who sits on my left shoulder gets really bored during the workouts so she takes a nap and doesn't bother me as much, so I'm a nicer person.
My most recent reason for loving the gym is that now the horrible flabby arm wings are starting to shrink into slimmer sorta sexy arms. I may never have the razor shoulders that my Zumba instructor bounces around with, but I think I am starting to dig the svelter ninja out from under the cloak of fat, I can feel mucsle in there when i flex now. The baggie full of pudding is no longer attached to my armpit. WOOT! Seriously though, zumba lady, -tiny- with like creepy thin shoulders, I bet she is no fun to hug, I wouldn't know she scares me too much to try to hug her.
Also in news that doesn't suck. All of the workout clothes I bought at the beginning of this weight loss excursion are too big. I have taken some of them in but have also had to donate some to the Salvation Army. Seriously that pair I put on last night made me look like one of those crazy before and after shots. My girls got in one leg and I slid into the other, forgot to take a picture but it was pretty funny. The munches then each got in a leg and ran through the house like a pair of fat ghost pants.
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