Ring around the collar

Sorry I haven't posted this week.  It has been CRAZY!  Great, but crazy.  I only made it to the gym on Monday,  buy I'm hoping to get  a workout in today.  Last night we went to an awards banquet for our son who plays hockey on his high school team.  We were super excited when he won "most valuable defensemen".  It was a big surprise.
On Sunday, I was frantically making spanish cookies for 100 people, and mexican rice pudding too.  It was for an event at our Church that night, and my sweet hubby had neglected to tell me he was in charge of food.  (I didn't even know how to make these spanish cookies, and I'd never made rice pudding, so needless to say it was a stressful afternoon.)  So there I was working in the kitchen, when I hear my three year old start to wale.   By the time the older kids brought her downstairs to me, she was crying hysterically.  When I saw her, I didn't know what to do....

My sweet little three year old had put her new "Princess Potty seat" around her neck, and it was STUCK on her head.  Tight.  I tried so hard not to laugh, but it was no easy task.  It was to most ridiculous thing I had ever seen.  We tried for ten minutes to pull that darn thing off her head.   Luckily my husband came in and was able to help pry it off.  Sorry to say, that the Princess Potty Seat had already been used.

Have a great and healthy day!

Sixteen Minutes

So toward the end of another grueling workout on the elliptical machine a short while ago, I was running out of steam.  Giving myself a pep talk, I looked at the time remaining on the screen.  Sixteen minutes.   Sixteen short minutes!

I can do anything for sixteen minutes, I thought to myself.  It was at that exact moment that the smelliest, stinkiest, man came and hopped on the machine next to me.  I took a deep breath (somewhat important in exercising) and nearly choked!

Wow!  That sixteen minutes became an eternity!  Was this person trying to set a record for not showering, or did he simply live in the woods and was anti-antiperspirant?  Whatever the reason was, continuing to breath next to this smelly man was now my biggest challenge, not completing my workout.

I struggled on, counting seconds instead of minutes.  I was determined to finish.  Finally, my time was up and I escaped before being overcome with the toxic fumes.  Oh, and I did my cool down far, far away.

Have any of you ever encountered "unusual" people at the gym?

Wishing all of you a sweet smelling day!

Three bags of potatoes!

Today the scale finally moved down a smidge, and I hit the twenty five pound mark!  It was less than a pound, but it felt great to finally hit this milestone.  So here are my two ten pound bags of potatoes and a five pounder to illustrate my total weight loss.  

The other day I was at the gym on my favorite machine of torture, the elliptical.  I was  trying to hit three miles, and as the screen showed that I had reached my goal I let out a  silent Whooo! In my excited burst of breath, I shot the gum right out of my mouth into the cup holder.   I looked around and luckily no one had noticed.     When they say to "give it your all"  I don't think they meant my gum too.

I hate the stinking scale!

I got home from my trip from Park City all excited to jump on the scale.  I had a weeks worth of eating right and exercising under my belt and I couldn't wait to see the results.  Unfortunately mother nature got in the way, and TOM had come and screwed everything up!!  I came home weighing the same as I did before I left.

I know I should look for other signs of weight loss besides just the number on the scale, but it means so stinking much to me.  This morning I came in at 244.0.     I hate not seeing the progress and hard work.  

On Saturday I went to the gym and did the elliptical for 40 minutes on level ten.  I'm still feeling it.  :)

I'm kind of down in the dumps right now.  Did I ever tell you I also struggle with depression?  I just need a little sunshine, and to work on my patience.  Hope everyone is having a great day!

Just checking in!

Hello!  I have not fallen off the face of the earth, nor have I fallen off the weight loss wagon. I HAVE  been crazy busy being a mom, helping out with school activities, hosting 4 extra house guests and celebrating my anniversary with Mr. Handsome.

As I write this, I am in Park City, Utah on a spring break with my family.  It's not as glamorous as it seems.  I don't ski (yet) and while the kids and hubby hit the slopes,  I'm am taking care of the baby, making meals and running kids back and forth from the slopes (at least the little ones).  Yesterday my cute little three year old tried skiing for the first time.  She did pretty darn good, and Mr. Handsome was so wonderful with teaching her.  I of course had to be on hand to take pictures, and cheer for her.

My husband would love for me to go skiing with them, but the last time I went I was 22 years younger, and one hundred pounds  lighter. Even then I wasn't so good, and it was a one time thing. I've promised him I will give it a try next season when I am lighter, and in better shape.

I haven't posted my Friday weigh in's for a few weeks.  I have hit a bit of a slow down, which may be my body hitting a plateau, or me not devoting as much time and effort as I should with my busy month.  I stayed the same, around 249 for most of the second half of March.  It was a frustrating time for me. Last week I finally saw some progress on the scale.  My weigh in for last Friday, April 1st was...   245.00
That's a total of 23 pounds!  I was thrilled, considering the weekend before I had run away with Mr. Handsome for a romantic weekend.  We had super yummy food, but I worked hard to eat small portions of healthy food.  (with a few small indulgences) I chose the salmon instead of the prime rib for dinner, which is what I would usually have gotten.  We even hit the gym at the hotel together for a kick butt workout.  It's sad/funny, but we've stayed at this hotel at least five or six times for romantic getaways, and I've never wanted to go to their gym before now.   We really had an awesome time.

I have not been able to weigh in all week here in Park City and it is driving me crazy!  I've been hitting the gym here, and eating good, and I'm dying to know where I stand.  I'm one of those daily weigher's.  Sometimes even twice a day.  (morning at night)  Can you say "Obsessed?"  Hopefully when I get back home, I'll have some good numbers to report.

Hope everyone is hanging in there, and making good food choices!  Have a great day!

Success and Failure

Last Friday was awesome.  I went shopping and bought a pair of size 20 capri's.  My size 24 jeans had gotten to the point that I could slide them off, buttoned up, so it was time to time to downsize.  Saturday I went to the gym and got a great workout.  Things couldn't be better.... except in the back of my head I knew I had the family party on Sunday, and dinner at Chuck o Rama on Monday for my daughters birthday.  I was so worried that I would make bad choices and do poorly.

So I stressed, and ate!  Can you believe it??  I finally hit the 240's and then blew it.  Sunday, I came home from church just famished.  I grabbed the closest thing I could find which was a chocolate muffin.  It just went downhill from there, and Monday was not much better.  Needless to say,  my fear of failure was almost a self fulfilling prophecy.    I was so afraid that I couldn't handle the social situations, that I didn't even try, and blew it before people were even at my house.

I am back on track now.  I ate great yesterday, and worked out last night.  I am trying to learn what I can do next time I am faced with this situation so that I have success.  I need to overcome this fear, because I can't avoid living the rest of my life.

Gotta go turbo jam!

Well, it's Weigh In Time

This week has completely flown by!  Our family has been super busy, and Princess Baby has not been sleeping well at night, so I am completely exhausted!  I am really looking forward to the weekend, although that is relatively busy as well, with a big family party on Sunday at our house, (25 people for dinner!)  and my daughters birthday on Monday.

I weighed in today at 249.4

As sad as it sounds, it felt great to be down in the 240's.

Not a huge loss for the week, but 2 pounds is respectable.  It's a total of 19 pounds, so I'm happy.   I've just got to keep moving forward.  I am encouraged by every ones progress here in bloggy land.  It's awesome to be able to see your journey,  your trials and triumphs.  It gives me the strength I need to keep going.

Lastly, my heart goes out to everyone affected by this terrible earthquake and tsunami in Japan.  My thought and prayers are with those suffering right now.