Me

I’m doing ok.  Really I am.  I have been to therapy, and that helps.  I have met with a lawyer and have been dealing with that kind of stuff.  I still get really emotional, especially at night, when the kids are in bed, and it’s more lonely.  But I am ok.  And I will be.  I’m slowly cutting off resources and emotions for stuff and being more independent.

Tonight is girls night!  Just a couple of us are going, so I’m excited.  In February a BUNCH of us are going to stay over night in Memphis, out on Beale Street, which we are ALL excited for!

I have lost some weight (22 pounds in fact).  I weigh less now than when I first got pregnant.  Of course then, I had more muscle!  I’ve started to go to the gym, even getting on a team for a “dare to be lean” challenge.  I bought a wii fit!  I am eating healthly, most times.  But never drink enough water!

I still love my job.  I love weekend option, even though my weekends are shot, I love being off for 5 days during the week with the boys.  It was a good decision for me!  I’m researching other BSN programs that I can do, since my plans to start in the fall at Tech have gone through.

I want to thank all my friends, both here local and out of state, my in real life friends, online pals, and those who I’ve known back in the day who have all been supportive with thoughts and words of advice.  I take each one of your words and listen very carefully!  I love each of you and thank you for being there for me.

 

P.S.  Yes, my Christmas tree is still up

 

Not Going!

I am so completely sore today.  I can barely move.  And I work the next three nights.  I guess I need to work my way into this exercise thing, not go gung-HO right off the bat.  (yes, I hear the excuses too)  But really, see what I have to do today:

Yes, piles of laundry.  Thankfully they are all clean, just needs to be put away.   Plus there is a load in the washer, one in the dryer, and maybe one more to do in my bathroom.  Not counting sheets.  The second pic shows a HUGE pile, ugh!

I will try to eat  smart today, and drink my water.  And no, there are no Zebra-cakes hidden in the pictures.

 

Day Two: Goal Met!

Ok, I need another quick walk on the treadmill and a quick legs workout.  I’m in a bad mood today, so I didn’t want to stay long.

Here is what I ate yesterday:

breaky:  small bagel and light cream cheese

lunch:  grilled ck, tomatoes, baby spinach, low fat mozz cheese

snack:  handful of pretzels

dinner:  some baby carrots

Today

Breaky:  small bagel and light cream cheese

lunch:  left over homemade lasagna (ouch)

Snack:  handful of pretzels

Dinner:  probably some country ribs, but I’ll try to be healthy with them.

In October, we’re meeting my family in Kansas for a weekend.  I’d like to be 7 pounds less by then.  That gives me almost two full months.  I need to weigh myself.

I also have my eye on an AWESOME bikini on eBay.  LOVE IT!  I want to buy it and have it be my motivation for the lake next year.  When I win it, I’ll post pics.

And I bought a 4GB mp3 player on eBay today.  Hopefully I’ll get it soon, and can stay on the treadmill longer!
Tomorrow’s goal:  Drink more water!

 

Day One: Goal Met!

So at 9am today, my wonderful and *ahem**cough**cough* supportive husband asked what I was going to do today.

I’m going to the gym!

You are?

Yeah.

With who?

Me.  And Timmy.

(gives me a look)

What?  You think I’m NOT going to go?

Yeah.  you won’t.

Oh Yeah?  Watch me.

So at 9:35 I finally got out of this lovely chair, changed into some old yoga pants.  I decided to forgo the underwear, as I didn’t want to be digging them out all morning.  I tossed the kid in the car seat and off we go.

Oops, I drove passed it.  Damn, turn around.  I go in, sign me name, and ask the girl behind the counter if my membership card is in yet.

She asks my name.

Janet GXXXXXXXX.

Hmmm, I don’t see it.

I think it would be ready by now.

When did you sign up?

January.

(gives me that look)  That’s really sad.

I know, thanks.

So now I have my lovely gold membership card.  Go me.  I drop the kid off at the child care center, which is really just a room with toys.  That’s what I get for joining the cheapest gym in town.

So I trudge up the stairs to the treadmills.  Goal:  fast walk/run on the treadmill for ONE HOUR.  I pick one in between a 50ish year old and a 60ish year old women.  I start with a good incline (2) and a fast pace of 3.  after 10 minutes I decide to run for 5 minutes, maybe even 10.  First off, the yoga pants are about 6 years old, have been through 3 pregnancies and just aren’t made for movement.  So instead of worrying about the ultimate wedgie, I am now pulling up my pants because every 5 steps my ass crack begins to show.  Great.

Run, the 50 year old has been running for about 5 minutes, so this will be a peice of cake.  OHhh, cake! Focus!!!!  About 2 minutes into the run, my lungs are on FIRE.  FIRE, BURN, FIRE.  Holy crap!  My rationalization was that I can walk around Wal*Mart and the Mall for hours, this would be cake.  CAKE!!!!!!!!!!!  Damn it.  I somehow made it to five minutes.  I burned 120 calories, did a mile, all in 15 minutes and 22 seconds.  That’s sad.  Back in the day, I ran a 7 minute mile.  Damn it.  Oh, yeah the 50 year old is still running.  Crap.

I decided to go to the circuit room, so that I didn’t look like a complete wimp.  I did some legs, some arms, couldn’t figure out the crunch machine to save my life.  I went back up to the treadmill, hung onto my pants and walked at a nice slow pace for 10 minutes, watching the end of People’s Court.

I even ate grilled chicken with tomatoes, baby spinach leaves, and low-fat mozzarella for lunch, with NO dressing!  Go me!

Tomorrow:

1.  Wear better pants

2.  Stay on the treadmill for 30 minutes

3.  Bring music

4.  Bring towel

oh, and I asked the lady behind the counter if there was a scale to weigh my big butt.  She said it was broken.  Thank goodness.

 

Operation SKINNY BITCH

Way back when, SHANNIE had a goal to lose some poundage.  I had said I’d do it with too, yeah right.  That hasn’t gone so well.   Now she has joined up with Shannon and made operationskinnybitch.blogspot.com .

Since the older boys are both in school tomorrow, I had set a goal to take Timmy to the child care at my gym, and WORK OUT.   OSB will be my check in spot.  I WILL DO IT.  It’s a great site, full of support, receipes and encouragement.

I joined the gym back in January.  I pay $35 a month.  8×35 is $280.  I’ve been to the gym once, back in January.  Sad isn’t it?

Tomorrow I will do a weigh in, and set some goals.