Monday, January 23, 2017

Day 1 - DO OVER!

Yeah you read that right....do over.

The first day really sucked.  I just blew it.  Then I thought I could recover for the rest of the week.  Once you start to slide, it's a slippery slope.

....very slippery....

Fat girls are not good with slippery slopes.  Once we start, we just pick up speed.

So here is the do over.

I ate good today.  Breakfast was a meal replacement shake.  Who are we kidding?!  I am not a first thing in the morning ready to stuff food in my face kinda girl.  I know, hard to believe.  Lunch was a 4 oz ribeye steak with a salad.  I was not hungry, but not stuffed either.  I was really craving something else, but I resisted.  Dinner was not so good though.  Pasta with sauce and cheese.  Ok, so that wasn't on the menu but I was hungry!

Now I am stalling doing the work out.  I even cleaned my room so I can do it without everyone making weird faces at me.  I know I promised pictures too, so here goes....



I told ya it wouldn't be pretty.  My room still looks really messy too.  Hmmmph!

I look pregnant too.  I guess you can see what my target area is huh?!  Well....I've stalled long enough.

Let's do this....

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Day 1

or better yet the "That Didn't Go As Planned" day.

First off, it was a snow day.  No school so no work!  Woo hoo!  Working for the school system does have it's perks!  But no school means no work which means I wasn't going to be able to work out in my classroom after.  Nuts!

Second, the diet.  I was so hungry when I got up and was looking forward to breakfast.  A tub of yogurt....hmmmm.....this really is a diet.  By the time lunch rolled around I was starving.  A salmon filet and a salad later and I was still hungry.  It was then that I considered eating the rest of the food on the schedule for the day to just get through.  I blew it though.  When my husband asked me if I wanted to go out to eat, I do believe that I ran him over trying to get out the door.  A Big Boy buffet later and I was stuffed!  Crap....

This is not going well.  I never did get to work out.  I had such high hopes and dreams.  Dashed.  I am hoping that tomorrow will be better though.  It has to be right?!

I wonder what is for breakfast....

Monday, January 16, 2017

After Much Thought....

....I have decided how I am going to work this out.  I have been soooo lazy for the last 10 years.  Not to mention that 3 years ago this March I had a masectomy on my right side too.  No excuses!

We went out to dinner Saturday.  We took my MIL and her boyfriend to a mystery dinner train dinner.  I was really excited about getting all dressed up.  I felt good when I was getting ready.  My hair was fabulous and looked great, make up was perfect.  I was feeling really good....until....I looked in the mirror.  Why is it that we look alot fatter than we feel?  I looked like a whale in a sparkly dress.  Talk about taking the air out of your sails!  Ever since then, I feel "jiggly".  Ugh!

So I thought about how I was going to tackle this weight thing.  My eating habits are horrible.  I  really learned how to eat since BC (before children) I could eat anything that I wanted and never gain a pound.  Those days are long gone though.  The poor eating habits caused me to gain weight and the weight gain made it harder to move around.  So now I know what happened.

Now to undo it.

For the first part of this, I am going to follow Jillian Michaels Body Revolution.  I like the fact that she has workout routines to follow along with a menu.  In place of her cardio routine though, I am going to also do the "Couch to 5k" program.  I am hoping to run my first 5k this year.

I know....big dreams....

So, tomorrow is the big day!  D Day!  I went and bought all the food I need for the week.  Tonight I am going to get a good night's sleep to wake up early for a morning workout.  I am also not weighing myself.  I am going to measure myself once a week.  Mondays seems like a good day for that.  I did measure myself tonight.  Talk about a good way to ruin your week!

Bust:  44
Waist:  40
Hips:  43
Left thigh:  26.5

For me, measuring is more accurate than weighing.  I really don't care what I weigh.  I do care what my measurements are and how I feel.  Now, I feel fat and out of shape.  My goal is to lose 10 - 12" on my waist and for my thighs to be half the size of my hips.  Measuring I will be able to alter my goals.  For instance, if I lose inches in my bust, then my waist and hips are going to have to be altered.  Also, I really don't know how much I should weigh.

I also want to quit smoking.  Yes, I am a smoker.  I did switch to an additive free, all natural cigarette.  I'm ready to quit now.  They say the additives are to make nicotine more addictive.  I have cut down quite a bit since switching.  I went from a pack a day to a pack every 3 days.

So now to get a good night's sleep.  Tomorrow is going to be a big day!  I might even post a before pic if you are unlucky....

Thursday, January 5, 2017

How it all began....

So....January 5th....  It's been a few days since New Year's and I have had time to figure out what happened.  New Year's Eve I spent the night and welcomed the new year in with my perfect family.  What happened next is UNBELIEVABLE!
I woke up the next morning and looked in the mirror.  WTH?!  I was OLD!  Like 55 years old.... There was even gray hair and I seemed to have gained alot of weight.  Like 200 pounds.  The conclusion I have come to is that I have been body swapped by aliens.  ALIENS!  They have even swapped out my family.  I used to have 3 perfect children.  These kids are unbelievable.  They are cranky, messy and lazy.

I am onto them now though.  Today was the final straw.  I tried to act as "normal" as I could.  I got up and attempted to get dressed.  There was a really cute dress in my closet with tags on it.  Obviously I had bought it.  I felt my spirits lift a little.  Put it on though and it didn't fit!  Surely it must be a size 1 and I am a size 3.  Oh no.....size 12....and doesn't fit?  Oh you are tricky little devils you aliens!  Even the nylons I had a problem with.  They were obviously control top and getting into them was a challenge.  After quite the struggle, I emerged the winner....until I bent over to put on shoes and they gave way.  Yup, the whole butt just ripped.  It was like the control top just gave up.  It didn't even try!  It might have been a good thing that it didn't happen while I was at work.  That would have been awkward....

It didn't stop there either.  My beautiful, warm, furry dress coat?!  Couldn't button it.  Had to leave it open to wear it but it matched my boots.  ARGHHH!  This is not fair!  Damn you aliens!  The "piece de resistance" though was when I slipped on the walk and fell on my fat ass.  I have never been so glad for extra padding than at that moment.  Getting up was another thing.  Let's say it was not as graceful as I would have liked.

So here is my plan.  To mold this body into the one that I had before.  The one that used to turn heads and make men walk into light poles.  This should be interesting.  I have no idea what I am doing here.  I have never been in this situation before, except when I was pregnant.  I don't think I am pregnant.  Wouldn't that be a kick in the ass?!

For now, it seems that this body is craving a glass of wine.  My plan is to give it a few so I can plan my next attack to take back me.  I am going to give into it's urges so I can plot what my next step is.  Until then, adieu....