I have had a very stressful past couple of days. The last thing I wanted to do was exercise. I find myself wanting to turn to exercise if I am mad lately. That is very strange, but whatever!
Dad is going to be having surgery on Tuesday (prayers are welcomed!!) and I've been having really bad nightmares. Thus, me not wanting to go to sleep, I am really warn down and tired. Today I got on the scale. I'm down two more pounds. Yay!! A total of 20 pounds so far. Not too shabby since January 1st.
The last thing I wanted to do today was go to Zumba class at the gym. I REALLY wanted to take a nap. I knew there was no time for me to take a nap, go to zumba, and go to our fellowship tonight. I felt really good losing the two pounds, but I knew I had to push myself further. It has really hit me these past few days that after the 130's, come the 120's which means I have little than four months left. I don't want to say I'm freaking out, but I'm not calm about it.
I had only one goal this year, and that was July 1st. I "re-updated" it. I get certified for my class on April 16th. I'm really excited about it. So, I decided to put in another goal. I would like to get to a certain weight (which I do not want to mention just yet) But to get there, I need to loose 16 more pounds. So by April 16th, I should be down 36 pounds. And by July 1st, I should be down 50 pounds. I'm really excited. I feel like time is flying by way to fast.
So, I am back at that mind over body. I KNOW I need to go to the gym. My mind says, sleep in. But I upped my calorie burn to 3200 per day. So, my plan is to go to bodystep tomorrow and maybe a little eliptical or treadmill afterwards. I got to keep going. :o)
February 20, 2011
February 18, 2011
132 Days to Go
Plans on going to body attack this morning? Epic fail! I set my alarm last night all excited for it, but I forgot to turn it on! Seriously? Not cool, Jessica, not cool.
Anyways, I decided to do a weigh in. I got on my WiiFit and saw the bar keep going down, not hitting my BMI where I was last week. I knew that every point was six pounds. (Example for those of you who do not understand the Wii: Say your BMI said it was 24.5 and you weighed in at 23.5, you lost a total of six pounds. I just knew this from the facts it gives off.) I was really surprised it was that low. I hit the weight button and I had lost 3.3 pounds. Finally!!
When I was on the steriods, I gained 0.7 pounds and then 1.5 pounds. Last week I lost my 1.5 pounds, so I was only 0.7 pounds from where I was. I made it in the next set of numbers (tenths)!! Yay!! I have lost a total of 18 pounds since the first of the year. Wow!!
I also just measured myself. Being a fat girl, you measure EVERYTHING!! I measure my neck, upper and lower arms, chest, wasit, hips, thighs, calfs, and ankles. Last time I measured and recorded myself was in November 2010. My biggest losses were my chest 3 inches, and my waist 3.5 inches. I lost a total of 12.5 inches off of everything. I was really surprised on losing inches on my lower arms. Hey, whatever, I will take it!!
Since the weather is nice, and the water puddles majorly cleared up, I am going to go for a nice walk later. I cannot wait!! :o)
Anyways, I decided to do a weigh in. I got on my WiiFit and saw the bar keep going down, not hitting my BMI where I was last week. I knew that every point was six pounds. (Example for those of you who do not understand the Wii: Say your BMI said it was 24.5 and you weighed in at 23.5, you lost a total of six pounds. I just knew this from the facts it gives off.) I was really surprised it was that low. I hit the weight button and I had lost 3.3 pounds. Finally!!
When I was on the steriods, I gained 0.7 pounds and then 1.5 pounds. Last week I lost my 1.5 pounds, so I was only 0.7 pounds from where I was. I made it in the next set of numbers (tenths)!! Yay!! I have lost a total of 18 pounds since the first of the year. Wow!!
I also just measured myself. Being a fat girl, you measure EVERYTHING!! I measure my neck, upper and lower arms, chest, wasit, hips, thighs, calfs, and ankles. Last time I measured and recorded myself was in November 2010. My biggest losses were my chest 3 inches, and my waist 3.5 inches. I lost a total of 12.5 inches off of everything. I was really surprised on losing inches on my lower arms. Hey, whatever, I will take it!!
Since the weather is nice, and the water puddles majorly cleared up, I am going to go for a nice walk later. I cannot wait!! :o)
February 17, 2011
133 Days to Go
I woke up this morning, so not wanting to go to Zumba class. I knew I should. I mean, seriously, how am I to lose weight when I don't put in the extra effort to exercise? I went, had a good time. Afterwards, I was proud of myself for going. There is something about working out in the morning that makes you eat healthier. I don't know if it is a mind thing, or what, but it's awesome.
I planned on going on my 4.3 mile walk around my housing edition. That fell through. As I drove home, I saw these BIG water puddles. How was I going to get a good walking workout in, when I had to dodge the water puddles? So I didn't go on my walk. I stayed busy cleaning today though.
Zumba class was awesome tonight. I had 43 people, and many people who were new! I know this is short blog, but I am tired. I am going to get up early, very early, and workout with Cathi. I'm trying body attack. We will see if I can work tomorrow or not lol
Night All!!
Weigh in tomorrow....hope all is okay...
I planned on going on my 4.3 mile walk around my housing edition. That fell through. As I drove home, I saw these BIG water puddles. How was I going to get a good walking workout in, when I had to dodge the water puddles? So I didn't go on my walk. I stayed busy cleaning today though.
Zumba class was awesome tonight. I had 43 people, and many people who were new! I know this is short blog, but I am tired. I am going to get up early, very early, and workout with Cathi. I'm trying body attack. We will see if I can work tomorrow or not lol
Night All!!
Weigh in tomorrow....hope all is okay...
February 15, 2011
136 Days to Go and 135 Days to Go
Two days combined into one, just because I was hurting bad last night. All I wanted to do was go to bed.
Yesterday was okay. Nothing really to say. Work seemed to drag on all night.
Today I wanted to get up and do STEP at the gym. I woke up, groggy, and in pain still from the fall the night before. I know when my hip starts hurting, I don't need to push it any more than what I think I can do. I don't need to injur it worse than what it is now. So I got up, took some ibuprofen and hoped it would go away. Did some running around. Realized I forgot to put my bodybugg on. Crap. Oh well, there is always tomorrow.
I knew some people said they were going to be coming to my zumba class tonight. I knew with my hip I should take it slow, so I was thinking about telling people at the beginning of class that I was going to take it at a lower level. But I told myself if this one person (and yes she does read this, and yes it is you, Emily) would come that I have to do it like normal. Partly because I wanted to show her "who I was made of" and also I wanted to get her to workout hard.
She came. It was on. I pushed harder than I ever did, and I thank her for that. I know I didn't have my bodybugg on, but she has a similar version and I think she said 640 calories? That's pretty good!! :o) We had a good conversation after class. But it still makes me wonder about my "fat mind."
I know that no matter how much I lose I should be proud of myself. I mean, afterall, God is. Why wouldn't I be? I watched an episode of Say Yes to the Dress and this girl lost over 150 pounds. But yet as she tried on all those pretty dresses, she still felt fat. To me, she looked beautiful, no roll hanging over the edges, smooth skin, what else could be wrong? But in her mind, she was still fat. I've been fat FOREVER and I am scared my mind will still be "fat." But I am not going to let it stop me. Maybe I will never have that. Maybe God will let that go from me? Why hold back, when I really don't know yet??
Yesterday was okay. Nothing really to say. Work seemed to drag on all night.
Today I wanted to get up and do STEP at the gym. I woke up, groggy, and in pain still from the fall the night before. I know when my hip starts hurting, I don't need to push it any more than what I think I can do. I don't need to injur it worse than what it is now. So I got up, took some ibuprofen and hoped it would go away. Did some running around. Realized I forgot to put my bodybugg on. Crap. Oh well, there is always tomorrow.
I knew some people said they were going to be coming to my zumba class tonight. I knew with my hip I should take it slow, so I was thinking about telling people at the beginning of class that I was going to take it at a lower level. But I told myself if this one person (and yes she does read this, and yes it is you, Emily) would come that I have to do it like normal. Partly because I wanted to show her "who I was made of" and also I wanted to get her to workout hard.
She came. It was on. I pushed harder than I ever did, and I thank her for that. I know I didn't have my bodybugg on, but she has a similar version and I think she said 640 calories? That's pretty good!! :o) We had a good conversation after class. But it still makes me wonder about my "fat mind."
I know that no matter how much I lose I should be proud of myself. I mean, afterall, God is. Why wouldn't I be? I watched an episode of Say Yes to the Dress and this girl lost over 150 pounds. But yet as she tried on all those pretty dresses, she still felt fat. To me, she looked beautiful, no roll hanging over the edges, smooth skin, what else could be wrong? But in her mind, she was still fat. I've been fat FOREVER and I am scared my mind will still be "fat." But I am not going to let it stop me. Maybe I will never have that. Maybe God will let that go from me? Why hold back, when I really don't know yet??
February 13, 2011
137 Days to Go
I'm glad today is over. It wasn't a bad day at work, nor was it freezing cold out. I have really slacked on getting my diet on track. I hate the word "diet" instead I rather look at it as "cutting back because you do not need all that crap." The past few days at work while on break, I so wanted the new cookie from Subway. It is raspberry cheesecake, or something like that. It is sooo good. But always in the back of my mind, I think of how many calories there are. 220 for one cookie, yikes!
For some who know me, you knew I suffered from an eating disorder in 8th grade. Long story short, I ate a mare 400 calories a day. Did I lose weigh fast? Yes. Did I feel good about myself at the moment? Yes. Was it the right thing to do? No. Did it affect me later in life from it? Yes. I try not to count calories anymore. But that couple months in 8th grade haunt me.
I am scared, I will admit it. I am scared of not eating and hurting my body even more. Worse of all, I am scared of failing. I've failed over and over again. More times than anyone will ever know; afterall I started dieting in the 3rd grade. I always say enough is enough, but when is it really?
This week I am off for a couple of days. I plan on heading to the gym and "get my fitness on." I seriously cannot wait for spring to get here. I have our housing edition marked out a path of 4.3 miles in which I walk. I take my time, but I absolutely love it, and it surely doesn't feel like more than a mile or so.
I was talking with Anita, a woman at work, about how this change is possible. She is the one who believes in me the most and knows I can do this. She also said I would be looking like Jillian in no time. :o) Of course I have work ahead of me, but I know I can do it. So here is my inspiration today:
For some who know me, you knew I suffered from an eating disorder in 8th grade. Long story short, I ate a mare 400 calories a day. Did I lose weigh fast? Yes. Did I feel good about myself at the moment? Yes. Was it the right thing to do? No. Did it affect me later in life from it? Yes. I try not to count calories anymore. But that couple months in 8th grade haunt me.
I am scared, I will admit it. I am scared of not eating and hurting my body even more. Worse of all, I am scared of failing. I've failed over and over again. More times than anyone will ever know; afterall I started dieting in the 3rd grade. I always say enough is enough, but when is it really?
This week I am off for a couple of days. I plan on heading to the gym and "get my fitness on." I seriously cannot wait for spring to get here. I have our housing edition marked out a path of 4.3 miles in which I walk. I take my time, but I absolutely love it, and it surely doesn't feel like more than a mile or so.
I was talking with Anita, a woman at work, about how this change is possible. She is the one who believes in me the most and knows I can do this. She also said I would be looking like Jillian in no time. :o) Of course I have work ahead of me, but I know I can do it. So here is my inspiration today:
February 12, 2011
138 Days to Go
Somebody noticed my weight loss today!! I know people say stuff to other people, but it feels good someone coming up to me and asking. I had someone (a while ago) ask me if I would be offended by one if they asked if I lost weight. Why would I be?? I would be offended if they came up to me and asked if I gained weight. But definally not loosing weight.
I decided to put up pictures of before and after. I was going to wait until 30 pounds lost, but I lost an inch off my hips and four off my waist, so I figured, hey why not put them up now.
Here's the before:
And here is the after:
I tried getting them as close together from the angle, but it didn't quit work. Next picture will be at 30 pounds lost!!
I decided to put up pictures of before and after. I was going to wait until 30 pounds lost, but I lost an inch off my hips and four off my waist, so I figured, hey why not put them up now.
Here's the before:
And here is the after:
I tried getting them as close together from the angle, but it didn't quit work. Next picture will be at 30 pounds lost!!
139 Days to Go
I admit it, I acted like a child today. But what can I say...?
A couple weeks ago one of my coworkers told me she was selling girl scout cookies. I wasn't going to buy any, but she was like well what if you seperate them into their serving sizes and freeze them. That way, when you want one, you can pull out a package and eat just the serving size. Okay, that sounded good, so I ordered two of my favorite: Tagalongs. I recieved them on Monday. Wednesday night I told my dad he could have the unopened box I had, because I didn't want to tempt myself. Afterall, I ate half the box between Monday and Tuesday.
Of course, he agreed. This morning I woke up and thought I would pack my lunch ahead of time. I have cookies!! I grabbed out the ziplock bag and went to go get my cookies. They are gone!! He was like, "Well, I thought you said I could have some." Yes, the UNOPENED BOX!! He was like I'm sorry you can have your other box. At that point, I didn't want it, what's the point? He already ate MY box I told him NOT to eat.
If I could of, I would have thrown myself down on the floor, kicking and screaming because he ate MY cookies! I was mad, boy, was I mad. Then I thought about it. And yes, it is NOW funny, but at the time I reacted to how I normally would have. "That's my food, and my food only," type of attitude. I didn't, and don't, need those cookies, I just want them. My stomach took over my heart and mind.
Now, I cannot wait for those stupid cookies to be gone, I knew I should have never bought them in the first place. Oh well, I know for next time not to order them.
A couple weeks ago one of my coworkers told me she was selling girl scout cookies. I wasn't going to buy any, but she was like well what if you seperate them into their serving sizes and freeze them. That way, when you want one, you can pull out a package and eat just the serving size. Okay, that sounded good, so I ordered two of my favorite: Tagalongs. I recieved them on Monday. Wednesday night I told my dad he could have the unopened box I had, because I didn't want to tempt myself. Afterall, I ate half the box between Monday and Tuesday.
Of course, he agreed. This morning I woke up and thought I would pack my lunch ahead of time. I have cookies!! I grabbed out the ziplock bag and went to go get my cookies. They are gone!! He was like, "Well, I thought you said I could have some." Yes, the UNOPENED BOX!! He was like I'm sorry you can have your other box. At that point, I didn't want it, what's the point? He already ate MY box I told him NOT to eat.
If I could of, I would have thrown myself down on the floor, kicking and screaming because he ate MY cookies! I was mad, boy, was I mad. Then I thought about it. And yes, it is NOW funny, but at the time I reacted to how I normally would have. "That's my food, and my food only," type of attitude. I didn't, and don't, need those cookies, I just want them. My stomach took over my heart and mind.
Now, I cannot wait for those stupid cookies to be gone, I knew I should have never bought them in the first place. Oh well, I know for next time not to order them.
February 10, 2011
140 Days to Go
I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. Let me explain.
The ROCK -- My body telling me no more, please wait.
The HARD PLACE -- My mind telling me I can.
I am sore, yet still, two days later. I know it pays to "know" that I am working out well, but then I get stuck. I seriously want to go to the gym tomorrow, yet my body is telling me no. Even Dad says I should take a few days off. But I really like working out. Yes, I said it, and I did not studdar, I LIKE WORKING OUT! But, I seriously feel like an old lady. I can barely get up when I squat or kneel. Laughing still hurts. Ha Ha Well, at least I can "laugh" on here and it not hurt.
But the hard place, I KNOW I should go work out. The "Jillian" in my is still screaming at me telling me to push through everything, give it a chance, and then decide.
I know one thing right now, it's time for BED. :0)
The ROCK -- My body telling me no more, please wait.
The HARD PLACE -- My mind telling me I can.
I am sore, yet still, two days later. I know it pays to "know" that I am working out well, but then I get stuck. I seriously want to go to the gym tomorrow, yet my body is telling me no. Even Dad says I should take a few days off. But I really like working out. Yes, I said it, and I did not studdar, I LIKE WORKING OUT! But, I seriously feel like an old lady. I can barely get up when I squat or kneel. Laughing still hurts. Ha Ha Well, at least I can "laugh" on here and it not hurt.
But the hard place, I KNOW I should go work out. The "Jillian" in my is still screaming at me telling me to push through everything, give it a chance, and then decide.
I know one thing right now, it's time for BED. :0)
February 09, 2011
141 Days to Go
First of all, I'm sorry. I got lost on my days when I didn't write. So, yesterdays blog should have been 142, not 143.
Today, I got up, unfortunitally. I set my alarm early so I could workout. Umm, yeah. I heard my alarm go off, and I immediatly thought of yesterday's dream with Jillian. "Just push yourself." I went to roll over, and that is when it happened. My body would....not....move! My thighs hurt, my sides hurt, my legs hurt. Everywhere hurt.
Many might think I was acting like a baby, but seriously I could not eat, walk, fart, burp, breath, or even cough without some muscle hurting. I know I did three hours of zumba, but I honestly thought I knew what I was doing and my body was use to it. I was wrong.
I did try and workout this morning. I got on Facebook, of course, and was thinking I could skip this one workout and start tomorrow. That is when I saw a post from Emily. Emily has been there for me for thick and thin, keeping me going. She posted how she hates morning workouts but yet she got in a workout. If she can do it, why can't I? She said she worked out for 42 minues, I believe. So I set that as my goal. I started at 10:15am. Just go to eleven, Jessica!!
Every move I did on my Wii, I kept looking at the clock. I knew I wasn't giving it my all. My body would simply not let me. I did workout though, for those LONG forty-two minutes!! I didn't eat exactly the best today, but I didn't eat the worse choices. I need to forget my past and keep going.
So as I write this blog, I'm watching my new favorite show, "I Used To Be Fat." This girls dad keeps talking about all this commintment she has to put in. If I think myself into putting my diet in full speed, then I can accomplish this...no matter if I've failed before.
Today, I got up, unfortunitally. I set my alarm early so I could workout. Umm, yeah. I heard my alarm go off, and I immediatly thought of yesterday's dream with Jillian. "Just push yourself." I went to roll over, and that is when it happened. My body would....not....move! My thighs hurt, my sides hurt, my legs hurt. Everywhere hurt.
Many might think I was acting like a baby, but seriously I could not eat, walk, fart, burp, breath, or even cough without some muscle hurting. I know I did three hours of zumba, but I honestly thought I knew what I was doing and my body was use to it. I was wrong.
I did try and workout this morning. I got on Facebook, of course, and was thinking I could skip this one workout and start tomorrow. That is when I saw a post from Emily. Emily has been there for me for thick and thin, keeping me going. She posted how she hates morning workouts but yet she got in a workout. If she can do it, why can't I? She said she worked out for 42 minues, I believe. So I set that as my goal. I started at 10:15am. Just go to eleven, Jessica!!
Every move I did on my Wii, I kept looking at the clock. I knew I wasn't giving it my all. My body would simply not let me. I did workout though, for those LONG forty-two minutes!! I didn't eat exactly the best today, but I didn't eat the worse choices. I need to forget my past and keep going.
So as I write this blog, I'm watching my new favorite show, "I Used To Be Fat." This girls dad keeps talking about all this commintment she has to put in. If I think myself into putting my diet in full speed, then I can accomplish this...no matter if I've failed before.
February 08, 2011
143 Days to Go
Last night before going to bed, I told myself I NEEDED to go to the gym for Zumba. Usually when I "set" myself up, I don't go. Even after setting fifty million alarms on my phone. But today was different.
Sometime in the middle of the night I had a dream. Not sure if it was a God-given dream, but it really, really helped me.
For those of you who knows me, my favorite person ever is Jillian Michaels. I love everything about her. The way she trains, her personal past, and the list will go on and on. And I did try out for Biggest Loser show, and obviously did not get accepted. (Now I know why, years later, because I wouldn't have my awesome zumba class). There is only one person who could tell me to fun five hundred miles, and I would do it, as long as it was Jillian.
Anyways, long story short. At the beginning of my dream, I was just the way I was now. Fat. My dad and I were running, or should have been running, up this "track" they set in this city we were visiting. It was very hilly and there was NO flat land. I stayed by my dad because I didn't want to leave him alone.
Thats when Jillian came walking beside me. She kept telling me, that no matter what my situation is, always strive for the best I could. I can always push myself, and I should always try. That is when, in my dream, I started running, and running, and running. I felt good. Except, leaving my dad behind.
All in all, this dream hit hard. I love my parents to death, I really do. I realized my biggest fear for losing weight was not having my parents lose weight as well. I know I cannot make them do it, they have to do it for themselves. Would they love me less? I doubt it. Would they hold a grudge against me? I doubt it. I took my "strive for anything" attitude and kept it close to my heart.
So the next morning, I got up, and stayed up. I knew if I would have layed back down, I wouldn't get back up. I slowly got dressed. I kept thinking about the dream I had. And how real it felt. Amazing how one dream can change your attitude. I drove to the gym, did zumba. Then I came home, practiced my zumba for tonight. And tonight I did my zumba. I just kept going and going and going. Just like Jillian said in my dream. I guess you could say I'm shooting for the stars.
I came home from my class and uploaded my bodybugg. Amazing. I burned over 4,400 calories, exercised over three hours today, walked over 22,000 steps. I can do this. So it's off for another night, and onto another. Afterall, my goal is to lose 50 pounds right now. Okay, good. I have 15 pounds down, leaving 35. It takes the first step to start a journey, and I just took my second step. Goodnight everyone.
Sometime in the middle of the night I had a dream. Not sure if it was a God-given dream, but it really, really helped me.
For those of you who knows me, my favorite person ever is Jillian Michaels. I love everything about her. The way she trains, her personal past, and the list will go on and on. And I did try out for Biggest Loser show, and obviously did not get accepted. (Now I know why, years later, because I wouldn't have my awesome zumba class). There is only one person who could tell me to fun five hundred miles, and I would do it, as long as it was Jillian.
Anyways, long story short. At the beginning of my dream, I was just the way I was now. Fat. My dad and I were running, or should have been running, up this "track" they set in this city we were visiting. It was very hilly and there was NO flat land. I stayed by my dad because I didn't want to leave him alone.
Thats when Jillian came walking beside me. She kept telling me, that no matter what my situation is, always strive for the best I could. I can always push myself, and I should always try. That is when, in my dream, I started running, and running, and running. I felt good. Except, leaving my dad behind.
All in all, this dream hit hard. I love my parents to death, I really do. I realized my biggest fear for losing weight was not having my parents lose weight as well. I know I cannot make them do it, they have to do it for themselves. Would they love me less? I doubt it. Would they hold a grudge against me? I doubt it. I took my "strive for anything" attitude and kept it close to my heart.
So the next morning, I got up, and stayed up. I knew if I would have layed back down, I wouldn't get back up. I slowly got dressed. I kept thinking about the dream I had. And how real it felt. Amazing how one dream can change your attitude. I drove to the gym, did zumba. Then I came home, practiced my zumba for tonight. And tonight I did my zumba. I just kept going and going and going. Just like Jillian said in my dream. I guess you could say I'm shooting for the stars.
I came home from my class and uploaded my bodybugg. Amazing. I burned over 4,400 calories, exercised over three hours today, walked over 22,000 steps. I can do this. So it's off for another night, and onto another. Afterall, my goal is to lose 50 pounds right now. Okay, good. I have 15 pounds down, leaving 35. It takes the first step to start a journey, and I just took my second step. Goodnight everyone.
February 07, 2011
145 Days to Go and 144 Days to Go
Ugh. I HATE being sick. I feel no power to get up, let alone exercise.
Let's start with Day 145. That was my birthday. The big TWO, ONE! I told myself I wouldn't get a drink because of all the calories, but while at Roadhouse, I figured why not? I probably wouldn't have a "first time" chance again. I ordered a margarita. I figured there were probably 300 to 500 calories in it. Well, that's okay because I barely drank it!! So I definally knew I didn't even get to my 300 calories! Haha
I did splurge on my birthday. Not as much as I thought I would though. I only had one roll, which is completely amazing because I could literally eat ten baskets of those delicious rolls!! And you must not forget the lovely butter to put on it. I did do some research though before I went. I looked at how many calories were in the green beans and salad that I usually get. Not too shaby afterwards. I was completely lazy yesterday afternoon. I took a nap. :o) Oh yes, it felt good, especially being a birthday nap.
Onto Day 144. I got up fairly early. I did start the day out well on my diet, but I staggered off. And I know it's because I've slacked on reading Made to Crave. When I started reading the book the first time, I remember basically skimming through the pages, one after another, just to find the "simple fix." I thought I couldn't get enough reading in, and wanted to keep reading and reading. I stopped half-way through the book.
I need to re-read this book. I need to learn the know-how to live my life to the fullest, same with the Bible. I know I do not want to go back to where I was. I know I gained 0.7 pounds, but I lost 16 in January. I want to keep going. And whoever is praying out there for me, thanks, because it has really helped me. And please continue to do so.
Well, I'm off to bed for a goodnight's rest. I am going to Newtone tomorrow for a zumba class, and then come home and practice for my zumba later tomorrow night!! Yay for zumba!! Ha.
Let's start with Day 145. That was my birthday. The big TWO, ONE! I told myself I wouldn't get a drink because of all the calories, but while at Roadhouse, I figured why not? I probably wouldn't have a "first time" chance again. I ordered a margarita. I figured there were probably 300 to 500 calories in it. Well, that's okay because I barely drank it!! So I definally knew I didn't even get to my 300 calories! Haha
I did splurge on my birthday. Not as much as I thought I would though. I only had one roll, which is completely amazing because I could literally eat ten baskets of those delicious rolls!! And you must not forget the lovely butter to put on it. I did do some research though before I went. I looked at how many calories were in the green beans and salad that I usually get. Not too shaby afterwards. I was completely lazy yesterday afternoon. I took a nap. :o) Oh yes, it felt good, especially being a birthday nap.
Onto Day 144. I got up fairly early. I did start the day out well on my diet, but I staggered off. And I know it's because I've slacked on reading Made to Crave. When I started reading the book the first time, I remember basically skimming through the pages, one after another, just to find the "simple fix." I thought I couldn't get enough reading in, and wanted to keep reading and reading. I stopped half-way through the book.
I need to re-read this book. I need to learn the know-how to live my life to the fullest, same with the Bible. I know I do not want to go back to where I was. I know I gained 0.7 pounds, but I lost 16 in January. I want to keep going. And whoever is praying out there for me, thanks, because it has really helped me. And please continue to do so.
Well, I'm off to bed for a goodnight's rest. I am going to Newtone tomorrow for a zumba class, and then come home and practice for my zumba later tomorrow night!! Yay for zumba!! Ha.
February 04, 2011
146 Days to Go
I have got to tell you this past week has been HORRIBLE!!! I got sick, and of course, right before my birthday. The doctor put me on steriods. Ugh, those stupid steriods. All they make me want to do is eat, eat, eat. I haven't weighed myself in, and I not sure if I want to lol
Well, why not.... I will be back....
Okay, so as I was weighing in, I kept thinking oh I probably gained 3 to 5 pounds. I just feel that way. I did gain, but only 0.7 pounds. I think I can handle that. I just REALLY need to get on with it this next week. I know I am going out for my birthday. I just need to plan ahead and work very hard for it.
I know I've been slacking on my blog, and slacking on my diet. So any prayers or encouragement would be great right now!! I typically only last two weeks on a diet, and I've made it a month, but I want to keep going!!
Thanks everyone!
Well, why not.... I will be back....
Okay, so as I was weighing in, I kept thinking oh I probably gained 3 to 5 pounds. I just feel that way. I did gain, but only 0.7 pounds. I think I can handle that. I just REALLY need to get on with it this next week. I know I am going out for my birthday. I just need to plan ahead and work very hard for it.
I know I've been slacking on my blog, and slacking on my diet. So any prayers or encouragement would be great right now!! I typically only last two weeks on a diet, and I've made it a month, but I want to keep going!!
Thanks everyone!
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