Today is the first semi-official day of my weight loss journey. I started noticing the weight gain back in November when none of my work pants were fitting the same. It seem like it happened over night. After a while of convicting myself that maybe I should step on the scale I was blown away when it was bouncing between 193-194. My first thought was the scale has to be wrong... so I moved it to another part of the house. Nope 194 was the official new weight. This is the most I have ever weighted... how did this happen?
With the New Year approaching I decided the time has come... I can not go on living this life.. stressed about which pants are going to fit today and if this shirt shows off my extra roll around the top of my pants. I am not sure how I allowed myself to get like this but this is where I am.
As when it comes to weight lost I normally say oh well spring/summer is coming and I will be outside and more active... I will lose weight then... BUT this time I can't wait. I have to do something! I am scared of failing and not sticking to the weight lost plan. How hard can it be to eat healthy? Heck eat at all?!
At this time I normally skip breakfast, eat lunch at home with hubby and then after work the kids will get a quick meal and I will busy myself with something and forget to eat. This has been happening since September and could be the whole reason for the weight gain. ( 20 pounds in 3 months). It is to the point where half a small sub fills me up, makes me feel like I'm going to explode. My stomach is so small now and my body dislikes any kind of food other than food I make at home. So re-teaching my body to accept food more than once a day.
I'm going to try the weight watchers diet at home with the daily point value of 30
*********
Just completed measuring myself and weighing in:
Measurements:
Bust 40
Chest 36
Waist 38
Arm 12
Tight 26
Hips 49
Weight 190.
I did a 20 min ab/cardio work out and day one of the ab 30 day challenge. I must admit I felt like I was going to die!
My back, sides, tights are all sore, I know I will be feeling this tomorrow!
Still need to work on my weight loss mini goals
Monday, January 5, 2015
Monday, March 10, 2014
It is the small things that mean the most
History:
I grew up in a little ol town out in the middle of no where. My father was truck driver and my mother for many years a stay at home mom. We had what we needed and that was about it. I remember wishing for a pony or a bicycle for Christmas but each year I would run outside and look on the roof to see that Santa once again forgot to pack it in his sled. Other than a Christmas let down childhood was average...but I do remember EVERY holiday. It wasn't the important ones that I remember the most. I remember coming home form school and for each "little" holiday there would be something on my placemat. St. Patrick day pencil and pencil topper or a box of chocolate for Valentine's day. There wasn't a holiday that my mother missed. Looking back the items didn't cost more than a few cents but the thought
and memories will forever fill my heart.
Fast forward to current:
Times have changed and I sadly forgot how it felt to receive a small gift out of no where. Once we become adults we "outgrow" all the fun surprises and with that I never carried on the small gift surprises for each holiday with my own children. ( As I write this I am very sadden to think about how much I enjoyed it and how I haven't done it for my own children... BUT that is going to change!) Why is it when we get older we think people wouldn't like to receive a small surprise?
I must say that is wasn't until recently that I was reminded what it was to be surprised! I recall last year a few days after my birthday I received a package out of the blue. It was birthday present full of yarn, a crocheting book, candy and tons of Happy Birthday confetti. So sweet to get something when you least expect it.
Lately I have been blessed by another friend with some very special suprises like pizza goldfish, peeps, blue bic crystal ink pens and so much more... I am truly loved and I feel that I can never repay for all the wonderful items but I am changing... I want to be on the giving end too!
Let's talk about something other than gifts:
As much as gifts are so nice to receive there are other things. I have never been the one to be excited about receiving a Hug... but after the first "friend " hug I was hooked. It is the best thing ever and for those 5 seconds it feels like the weight of the world has been lifted off your shoulders. After a bad day that is the first thing I look forward too. The 5 seconds of freedom... those 5 seconds that no matter what anyone thinks you have someone that cares. Why was I never told about this Hugging thing... I feel like I have been missing out on so many hugs...but never again!
As I end:
I feel like my thoughts are now all over the place and nothing is really making sense now....I just have so much I want to say. But to finish this up I want to say I thank you for being you... I love the little things.... they mean the world to me! You have inspired me that it is honestly the little things in life that mean the most!
I grew up in a little ol town out in the middle of no where. My father was truck driver and my mother for many years a stay at home mom. We had what we needed and that was about it. I remember wishing for a pony or a bicycle for Christmas but each year I would run outside and look on the roof to see that Santa once again forgot to pack it in his sled. Other than a Christmas let down childhood was average...but I do remember EVERY holiday. It wasn't the important ones that I remember the most. I remember coming home form school and for each "little" holiday there would be something on my placemat. St. Patrick day pencil and pencil topper or a box of chocolate for Valentine's day. There wasn't a holiday that my mother missed. Looking back the items didn't cost more than a few cents but the thought
and memories will forever fill my heart.
Fast forward to current:
Times have changed and I sadly forgot how it felt to receive a small gift out of no where. Once we become adults we "outgrow" all the fun surprises and with that I never carried on the small gift surprises for each holiday with my own children. ( As I write this I am very sadden to think about how much I enjoyed it and how I haven't done it for my own children... BUT that is going to change!) Why is it when we get older we think people wouldn't like to receive a small surprise?
I must say that is wasn't until recently that I was reminded what it was to be surprised! I recall last year a few days after my birthday I received a package out of the blue. It was birthday present full of yarn, a crocheting book, candy and tons of Happy Birthday confetti. So sweet to get something when you least expect it.
Lately I have been blessed by another friend with some very special suprises like pizza goldfish, peeps, blue bic crystal ink pens and so much more... I am truly loved and I feel that I can never repay for all the wonderful items but I am changing... I want to be on the giving end too!
Let's talk about something other than gifts:
As much as gifts are so nice to receive there are other things. I have never been the one to be excited about receiving a Hug... but after the first "friend " hug I was hooked. It is the best thing ever and for those 5 seconds it feels like the weight of the world has been lifted off your shoulders. After a bad day that is the first thing I look forward too. The 5 seconds of freedom... those 5 seconds that no matter what anyone thinks you have someone that cares. Why was I never told about this Hugging thing... I feel like I have been missing out on so many hugs...but never again!
As I end:
I feel like my thoughts are now all over the place and nothing is really making sense now....I just have so much I want to say. But to finish this up I want to say I thank you for being you... I love the little things.... they mean the world to me! You have inspired me that it is honestly the little things in life that mean the most!
Thursday, March 6, 2014
All about me
As I start out I would like tell a little bit about me. I am a wife to the worlds most amazing man. He is the light of my life. We have been together for many, many years and there are so many more to come.
We have 5 children... The oldest is off exploring his life in the US Air Force. Then we have the next one...well he keeps us wondering what he will do next. He is always rigging up something and amazingly making it work. After those two we have a quiet one that spends his days hanging out. Nothing seems to worry him. He is just enjoying the teenage years. Now it that wasn't enough we tried for that little princess. We were blessed with her and well a PRINCESS she is. Who knew that someone could be so wonderful but so demanding all in the same sentence. She is completely something else... in a good way! As the story was about to end we were surprised to find out that we were expecting again. This was one of the biggest surprises we have ever faced. I was 6.5 months pregnant and only visiting the doctor for a normal visit. ! With less than 3 months to celebrate, prepare and overcome the shock...We couldn't imagine life without him. Our littlest was born on Christmas night... a wonderful Christmas present to our family.
I guess the most important part of the story that I am leaving out is the age range... I am the mom to a son that is in his twenties all the way down to a toddler... My days are full of silliness, stress, laugher, screaming and anything else that you could imagine.
Welcome to ..... Motherhood... A story of life's ups and downs and everything in between!
We have 5 children... The oldest is off exploring his life in the US Air Force. Then we have the next one...well he keeps us wondering what he will do next. He is always rigging up something and amazingly making it work. After those two we have a quiet one that spends his days hanging out. Nothing seems to worry him. He is just enjoying the teenage years. Now it that wasn't enough we tried for that little princess. We were blessed with her and well a PRINCESS she is. Who knew that someone could be so wonderful but so demanding all in the same sentence. She is completely something else... in a good way! As the story was about to end we were surprised to find out that we were expecting again. This was one of the biggest surprises we have ever faced. I was 6.5 months pregnant and only visiting the doctor for a normal visit. ! With less than 3 months to celebrate, prepare and overcome the shock...We couldn't imagine life without him. Our littlest was born on Christmas night... a wonderful Christmas present to our family.
I guess the most important part of the story that I am leaving out is the age range... I am the mom to a son that is in his twenties all the way down to a toddler... My days are full of silliness, stress, laugher, screaming and anything else that you could imagine.
Welcome to ..... Motherhood... A story of life's ups and downs and everything in between!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)