Monday, April 11, 2011

I'm a Hero to a Special Needs Dog, Blisters=Ninja Moves, & Eye of the Tiger::.

Okay, hey! So I didn't make posting a daily deal like I thought I might, but I'm here now! And what a week it has been. I'm so bleeping proud of myself! Seriously, I kicked ass this week. I ran/jogged/walked/crawled/cried 4 days this week. There were moments that I thought I was seriously going to die (and some moments I wished I would), but I did at least 3 miles 2 of those 4 days, 2 miles the first day and FOUR miles the last day. I rubbed a freakin blister on my foot; ya, that's how hard I worked. Aside from the running/walking, I did weight training, crunches and squats those four nights with some light yoga. I was a nazi with my food portions and calories, too. I seriously did awesome. I know I've said that, but I'm shocked--and proud, but mostly shocked.

I lost a little over 3lbs this week. I didn't get a picture of my restarting weight, but it was 164.something.This week:

I weighed in at 161.8. I don't know why I bothered putting this worthless picture up, but here ya  go--I'm playing by the rules and all that. I took it with my phone and it just didn't work out all that well.

So anyways, I'm feeling like an ugly stripper who just found a blind sugar daddy! Because, folks, let me tell you---I worked muther-spanking-hard for those lbs. Fighting through my fear of snakes and my neighbor's ignorant SEVEN dogs was challenging alone. I don't do snakes and I don't do big, stupid dogs--especially when you're running, they take that as an invite to chase you. That's not my thing. I would run the highway, which would be TONS easier, but that goes back to the whole fear of being kidnapped, tortured, used as a sex slave, and murdered. It happens. Don't you people watch John Walsh on Saturday nights? Knowledge is power, geesh. So I'll stick to our acreage perimeter with man-eating snakes and the pack of Cujos.

Oh and after almost 3 years of living here, I met another neighbor. 3 down, 2 to go. I was running, and I came to the corner of our property that is pretty much right across from his mailbox. He happened to be there getting his mail. I had to say hi--I didn't want to be that bitch. Of course, he wanted to chat. (Awesome.) So I ran across the road to introduce myself. He's an older gentlemen named Tony, with a very strong Italian accent. I would bet my left boob he's mafia. We have a lot of that around here. They hide out in the sticks from Kansas City and St. Louis. No, I'm not crazy-- this shit is real, people. Anyways, he asked me a million questions (typical mafia) and was pretty nice. I think I passed the test, and I don't anticipate a visit from Vinny and Frankie anytime soon. My dog felt he needed to protect me and ran out in front of a speeding jeep to get to me. I literally had to step in the way to put my hands up to stop the jeep for the challenged bag of fur to laddee-flippin-daaa acrossed the road. Sometimes, I swear Sammy has brain damage. Like maybe his mom sat on his head and he's slow due to oxygen deprivation?? Anyways, I'm now a crazy dog lady to the mafia man. I don't see any dinner parties happening anytime soon.

Alright, so new goals in sight:

1. MORE WATER--I just don't do tap water. Gross. I have a well, but my water is hard (that's what she said.), and the government poisons bottled water--which leaves me with my favorite kitchen item. My Britta water pitcher. I love that thing. I just can't keep it filled. So that slows up the intake. I'm working on not being a lazy whore and refilling it every time I fill up my gigantic glass. I'm a work in progress.

2. 5 DAYS OF EXERCISE--I have 2 midterms this week, so this might be tough, but we shall see how strong my will is.

3. DO THE GROCERY SHOPPING MYSELF THIS WEEK. I have a billion things I have to do, so The Husband usually does the grocery shopping. He gets what's on my list, but also comes back with extra shit that has no business being in a dieter's house. Jerk. I didn't really have a problem with temptation, but I know it could come. I don't want to screw this up. We have family photos in 2 weeks.

4. ZUMBA. I bought the Zumba game/workout/whatever for the Wii. I have heard awesome things about it, but haven't tried it yet. I hope to start my mornings this way 5, if not 7 days this week. What have you heard about it? Have you tried it?

What are you guys doing to mix it up? Struggles? Successes? Do share!

Go check out the other fattys in the Weigh-In Monday Challenge or whatever Sara calls it. ;)

That's, that. I do have more to talk about, so I REALLY hope I pull 15 minutes out of my ass somehow tomorrow! Good night all, and best of luck to my herd! I hope you all are doing great! By the way, if you want to be cool like us, you can join too...Just let Sara know so she can link you up, yo. Mooooo.

OH! I almost forgot: I want to do a work-out play-list. I need song suggestions....go!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

I'm Here For the Gang-Bang.

There's no gang-bang. I haven't blogged in so long, I had to think of something to keep you from skipping over me.

I am the worst blogger EVER, and I can't believe I haven't been dropped by any of my readers! You guys are awesome.

So why do I suck? (Not that...that happens because I make losing bets and Kyle's stakes rarely change.) I'm a sucky blogger mostly because when I have the time to blog I end up either playing Mario with the kids (OBSESSION--theirs...ok, and mine), playing in the sun, or working on my homework. That's right folks, I said HOMEWORK. I FINALLY have begun my college education--for real this time. I'm taking classes online, and full time. I consider myself to be decently intelligent with a small hint of duh, but so far it's been more work that I originally expected. I'm not having problems keeping up, I just imagined it to be near effortless. And bitches, it's not. I had no idea I was so computer dumb until taking this computer class. Seriously, who gets an 85 on a quiz--a computer quiz?! Old people, that's who. And me apparently. I'm picking it up quick though, and I've learned some pretty cool (and useful) shiz. But my psych class?? LOVE IT. Barely into the first chapter I knew I was going in the right direction. So ya, that's exciting. And that is why I suck at blogging. I promise, I'm trying to get better!

Obviously I haven't been around to join in the weight~loss~challenge WITH SARA so commence mooing at me (maybe she will forgive me if link her blog all huge like??). Moooo. It's okay, I can handle the abuse. Really I've been doing okay. Well, to be 100% honest only recently have I been doing ok. For a few weeks, I lost my flipping mind and gained about 5+lbs (I honestly don't know how a person can do that, but I did...probably the ice cream.). Kyle changed the batteries in the scale, so I'm not sure exactly how much I had gained. For like a week I did the whole emotionally abuse myself thing where I didn't feel like going into public and all that...then I got over myself and I've basically just started over. I started fresh Sunday. I went back to counting calories, and holy damn I was taking in more than I thought. I quit measuring, and just ate how much I thought I wanted. Which we can freaking cook around here and sometimes I thought I wanted A LOT. Anyways, after maticulously measuring all day yesterday and comparing that to what I had been doing, ya I was over-eating. By a lot. Shame. But brand new beginnings--new theme, write it down. I downloaded apps for my phone for diet and exercise logs, which has been better than whipped-cream spankings. I love, but the app for blackberry sucks. I downloaded fatsecret and so far it's flippin fantastic. I also downloaded miCoach for blackberry. It's AWESOME. You can track your running course via GPS....and honestly looking at the distance after  is pretty motivating---whether it be "I need to do more before I can post that shit to facebook," or "Hell yeah. I'm going all Carl Lewis on this shiz!" It also has work-out programs to chose from and it will coach and track The Couch to 5K Program I'm, ya that's been a very recent change in the right direction. Yesterday I did pretty ok. I like to eat between 1200-1400/day, and yesterday I took in 1421. After counting my intake, I burned an extra 853 with weight training (i'm so facking sore today) and an a.m. walk with The Husband, housework and just normal function----I can do more, and I will, but I'm back in the right mind-set. And that feels good. Because for me that's what it is---It's in my head. I'm very capable of looking hot--I have killer hips and legs, I know this. For as shitty as I've been feeling, I'm not sorry for saying I know this. Anyways, right now those said hips house saddle-bags, but under there....under there those hips are rocking and my ass isn't bad either. I have more like 25-30lbs to lose now  instead of 20, but whatever. I will. I'm going to stick to my routines and log my calories---that should work. And if not, I'm sure I'll have a break-down. Stand-by. My current weight is, according to the scale, is 164lbs. Uggh, that hurt to type. I didn't take a picture and if I wait until I do, it'll never get posted. So ya..that puts me at +10 since my starting weight....but I don't think my 154 was accurate. I think my poor scale was in desperate need of batteries. I think my starting weight was really more like 158lbs. Still that's 6lbs. and that is just.....wrong. For lack of a better word. I know this yo-yo shit is something I struggle with and it's over. Right now. Brand new beginnings.....

That's about all that is new. I did get a WHOLE weekend with just The Husband which is super rare. I let the kids go to Branson with my parents this past weekend and The Husband and I laid low at home. Friday night we watched Inception, which I loved, and ate take-out Chili's...fancy, I know. It was awesome. So relaxing to just hang. I'll be honest though, by Saturday night I missed my babies so much. Saturday we painted on a house for his side-job. That's right, this chick has the magic stroke...paint stroke I mean. Anyways, I was bored and he could use the help so I painted windows all day Saturday. And really? It's super relaxing. I could be a painter. And then I got to thinking, I would rather paint canvases. So new goal...I'm going to re-start painting. Yeah, re-start. Noticing a pattern? Because you know my schedule is full of extra time. Ha. I'm rambling. I'm trying to make up for lost time??? I don't know. Anyways, Sunday we hung around the house, did a little housework and homework and then the babies came home. Pretty great weekend.

Have a great day, week, month...depending on when I blog next. I'm hoping to make this a daily thing--don't hold me to it! ;)