Saturday, February 13, 2010
With this new semester comes a LOOOOOT of homework! Math, English and Diversity. I've already done one English paper, I have math every night and I took a diversity test on Thursday. Needless to say, this semester is a lot more intense than last. But I have confidence in myself.
I've been making a few new friends in school, too. Always nice to have since it's my only mode of socialization.
I've been doing my Isagenix over the past week. It began with the two days of cleansing...then 5 days of the shakes...now I'm on my last day of cleansing. I've been sticking right to it so here's hoping the scale is nice to me tomorrow! Crossing my fingers.
Nemo's hatchday was 2 days ago on the 11th and he turned 10 years old. We sang him happy hatchday and gave him some extra nutriberries.
Tomorrow is Valentines day and surprisingly my husband remembered! We're going to go to Olive Garden for their soup and salad tomorrow for lunch and then have a few errands to run. Should be a fun day.
I've been making a few new friends in school, too. Always nice to have since it's my only mode of socialization.
I've been doing my Isagenix over the past week. It began with the two days of cleansing...then 5 days of the shakes...now I'm on my last day of cleansing. I've been sticking right to it so here's hoping the scale is nice to me tomorrow! Crossing my fingers.
Nemo's hatchday was 2 days ago on the 11th and he turned 10 years old. We sang him happy hatchday and gave him some extra nutriberries.
Tomorrow is Valentines day and surprisingly my husband remembered! We're going to go to Olive Garden for their soup and salad tomorrow for lunch and then have a few errands to run. Should be a fun day.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Today I began Isagenix...again. I had tremendous success the first time that I was on it and lost 60 pounds. But then I had my gallbladder removed and then moved to Utah and I ended up gaining it all back plus some. So I'm back on it and determined that this time is it. It's actually not a bad weight loss plan to be on. You don't starve. Well, unless you're doing a cleanse. And I'm doing what is called the 9 day cleanse. It begins with two cleanse days where you drink this *ahem* yummy!!! (not) fruit juicy stuff. It makes me gag just thinking about it! BUT I drink it because I know what it does for me. It removes all of the bad toxins and stuff. So during the normal dieting you just cleanse one day per week...but the 9 day cleanse is kind of a kick start to the program.
So all day today I've been alone at home and bored. And I eat when I'm bored. So many times I said to myself...just have something. Nobody will know! And then the angel on the other shoulder was like "YOU will know!" So needless to say I've stuck to my diet perfectly today. I had an apple (allowed) this afternoon and just had 2 hard boiled eggs (also allowed) for my dinner. In about 10 minutes I'll be drinking the last of the cleanse for the day and then it'll be back to the cleanse tomorrow. It sure makes me appreciate the snacks that are allowed during the regular dieting phase. White cheese, raw almonds, eggs, tuna, carrots, celery...basically anything healthy for you. But the cleanse days do suck. They just do.
I also entered into what is called the IsaChallenge. You win by a combination of things...an essay, weight loss, etc. I'm really stoked because I think I have a good chance of winning. It's one of the things that I see as a coming reward. Part of the winnings is a lot of cash, a 5 day trip to San Diego where we'll be staying in the Marriott. It's been a very long time since Kurt and I have had a chance to get out on a vacation together. It'll be fun. Of course it's not a sure thing yet....but I'm determined. And if I say I'll win then I will. Power of attraction, right?
Official starting weight (I know this seems redundant): 313
Short term goal: 300
Long term goal: 180
So all day today I've been alone at home and bored. And I eat when I'm bored. So many times I said to myself...just have something. Nobody will know! And then the angel on the other shoulder was like "YOU will know!" So needless to say I've stuck to my diet perfectly today. I had an apple (allowed) this afternoon and just had 2 hard boiled eggs (also allowed) for my dinner. In about 10 minutes I'll be drinking the last of the cleanse for the day and then it'll be back to the cleanse tomorrow. It sure makes me appreciate the snacks that are allowed during the regular dieting phase. White cheese, raw almonds, eggs, tuna, carrots, celery...basically anything healthy for you. But the cleanse days do suck. They just do.
I also entered into what is called the IsaChallenge. You win by a combination of things...an essay, weight loss, etc. I'm really stoked because I think I have a good chance of winning. It's one of the things that I see as a coming reward. Part of the winnings is a lot of cash, a 5 day trip to San Diego where we'll be staying in the Marriott. It's been a very long time since Kurt and I have had a chance to get out on a vacation together. It'll be fun. Of course it's not a sure thing yet....but I'm determined. And if I say I'll win then I will. Power of attraction, right?
Official starting weight (I know this seems redundant): 313
Short term goal: 300
Long term goal: 180
Monday, January 25, 2010
So I was thinking the other day about how lucky I am to actually have a "home" to return to. So many people, my husband included, moved around so much during their childhood that they don't have a particular place that they call home...I'm lucky in that respect.
When I talk about "home" in any fashion...going, back, yada yada...I immediately have one place in mind. The house where I grew up. Well, technically I was two years old when we moved there but it's close enough! My mom and step-dad still live there. When I was living there for a year and a half not long ago my mom came very close to selling it to purchase a house that would be easier for her/them to navigate as they grew older. But they realized that it would be cheaper to just upgrade the house now as opposed to sell it as a loss and buy something else with a whole new mortgage. And so...while it's had numerous face lifts since I was last there it is the same house, the same neighborhood where I grew up. The same front and back yards. I love to lay in the grass in the backyard and close my eyes and remember how it was when I was younger. I let my mind wander to the numerous pets that are buried under the bushes and back to all of the birthday party scavenger hunts we had. The easter eggs we found. The mud pies we made before the grass was ever laid. The tents, the picnics, the summer fun and the winter snow forts. So many memories in one small 1/4 acre of land.
I remember the long summers as a kid playing kick the can in the cul-de-sac up the street with all the neighborhood kids until we couldn't see through the black night anymore. I remember playing in the irrigation ditches and orchards across the street and picking wild asparagus. I remember the cows and horses. I remember so much. And I feel so bad for those who don't have the same kinds of memories that I do. Who can't join facebook and find all the people that they grew up with. Because, really, some of those memories of mine that revolve around home...are the best ones in my life. And I'm so glad to have them...so glad to have somewhere to retreat to in my mind when I need to think of a happy place.
I'm so glad that I can always go home...and know where home is.
When I talk about "home" in any fashion...going, back, yada yada...I immediately have one place in mind. The house where I grew up. Well, technically I was two years old when we moved there but it's close enough! My mom and step-dad still live there. When I was living there for a year and a half not long ago my mom came very close to selling it to purchase a house that would be easier for her/them to navigate as they grew older. But they realized that it would be cheaper to just upgrade the house now as opposed to sell it as a loss and buy something else with a whole new mortgage. And so...while it's had numerous face lifts since I was last there it is the same house, the same neighborhood where I grew up. The same front and back yards. I love to lay in the grass in the backyard and close my eyes and remember how it was when I was younger. I let my mind wander to the numerous pets that are buried under the bushes and back to all of the birthday party scavenger hunts we had. The easter eggs we found. The mud pies we made before the grass was ever laid. The tents, the picnics, the summer fun and the winter snow forts. So many memories in one small 1/4 acre of land.
I remember the long summers as a kid playing kick the can in the cul-de-sac up the street with all the neighborhood kids until we couldn't see through the black night anymore. I remember playing in the irrigation ditches and orchards across the street and picking wild asparagus. I remember the cows and horses. I remember so much. And I feel so bad for those who don't have the same kinds of memories that I do. Who can't join facebook and find all the people that they grew up with. Because, really, some of those memories of mine that revolve around home...are the best ones in my life. And I'm so glad to have them...so glad to have somewhere to retreat to in my mind when I need to think of a happy place.
I'm so glad that I can always go home...and know where home is.
I am so bad at actually eating more than one meal. It's going to be something I work at along with getting in enough water.
4 Wendy's Jr. Bacon cheeseburgers (I know, I know)
1 Venti Cafe vanilla frappaccino
2 cups of cooked white rice with gravy
So far...not enough water to even equal a bottle and no treadmill.
4 Wendy's Jr. Bacon cheeseburgers (I know, I know)
1 Venti Cafe vanilla frappaccino
2 cups of cooked white rice with gravy
So far...not enough water to even equal a bottle and no treadmill.
So here I am...a new year, another start. I've been here so many times that I can't even begin to count the number anymore. It's sad, in a way...but one day, hopefully, I will make my goal.
A few posts ago I posted the latest and greatest in ideal weight calculators and mine said that I should be looking to reach at least 180. I can do that! It's realistic...and I'd be happy there! I'm serious! I don't WANT to be all skinny minnie...I just want to be able to walk to class without being out of breath...shoot...even change my clothes without being out of breath! Yes...it's that bad. I'm not exaggerating!
And so....I'm going to start taking accountability with my blogging. I won't be weighing in every day but every other week. I will also list what I eat that day as well as how long I walked on my treadmill. I'm going to set my goals in 10 pound increments. Some days that will be all that I post. Others you'll get multiple entries like today. It's basically whatever happens that day.
So here goes....first, the pics. Yes, I'm outside without a coat and yes that's snow falling. And yes...it was cold! Haha.
Starting Weight: 310
Goal Weight: 300
End Goal Weight: 180
A few posts ago I posted the latest and greatest in ideal weight calculators and mine said that I should be looking to reach at least 180. I can do that! It's realistic...and I'd be happy there! I'm serious! I don't WANT to be all skinny minnie...I just want to be able to walk to class without being out of breath...shoot...even change my clothes without being out of breath! Yes...it's that bad. I'm not exaggerating!
And so....I'm going to start taking accountability with my blogging. I won't be weighing in every day but every other week. I will also list what I eat that day as well as how long I walked on my treadmill. I'm going to set my goals in 10 pound increments. Some days that will be all that I post. Others you'll get multiple entries like today. It's basically whatever happens that day.
So here goes....first, the pics. Yes, I'm outside without a coat and yes that's snow falling. And yes...it was cold! Haha.
Starting Weight: 310
Goal Weight: 300
End Goal Weight: 180
Today was the first day back to school after winter break. New semester, new classes.
Now, as a fat girl there are two things that I was concerned with with the new semester. The first being parking. Although I had it perfected with last semester I was worried about the new building and new time. I know, I know...I worry about the oddest things...but seriously, this was one of the main things that I was concerned about. Being uber fat makes walking long distances hard. My lungs get all worked up, I turn all red in the face, huffing and puffing...wait, am I talking about the distance between my lounge chair and bed or between the parking lot and classes. Both! So I worried about this. I worried for naught.
The second thing that only a fat person of my stature has to worry about is squeezing into those small desks. I had two classes last semester that I had to do that with. It was rough. I always felt like I was squeezing into jeans that are two sizes too small...tugging, pushing, shoving...you get the idea. So when I reached my math class and saw that it was tables I was elated! One class down! And the class and instructor isn't so bad, either!
After math is English...and when I peeked through the window on the door to THAT classroom I was not so jubilant as the desks were desks...and not tables. *Insert frowny face here* When I went in I saw the little table on wheels with the comfy chair and headed towards it. They're always in the front row anyway and so it was perfect! (I'm a front row kind of gal.) So I didn't need to worry about wedging myself into a small spot yet again. Woohoo!
After all was said and done I really believe that I will have a positive experience with these two classes. Tomorrow I have diversity and we'll see how that one goes. It's on the ground floor so it shouldn't be too much of an issue...and the parking lot is one that I'm familiar with. Go me!
Now, as a fat girl there are two things that I was concerned with with the new semester. The first being parking. Although I had it perfected with last semester I was worried about the new building and new time. I know, I know...I worry about the oddest things...but seriously, this was one of the main things that I was concerned about. Being uber fat makes walking long distances hard. My lungs get all worked up, I turn all red in the face, huffing and puffing...wait, am I talking about the distance between my lounge chair and bed or between the parking lot and classes. Both! So I worried about this. I worried for naught.
The second thing that only a fat person of my stature has to worry about is squeezing into those small desks. I had two classes last semester that I had to do that with. It was rough. I always felt like I was squeezing into jeans that are two sizes too small...tugging, pushing, shoving...you get the idea. So when I reached my math class and saw that it was tables I was elated! One class down! And the class and instructor isn't so bad, either!
After math is English...and when I peeked through the window on the door to THAT classroom I was not so jubilant as the desks were desks...and not tables. *Insert frowny face here* When I went in I saw the little table on wheels with the comfy chair and headed towards it. They're always in the front row anyway and so it was perfect! (I'm a front row kind of gal.) So I didn't need to worry about wedging myself into a small spot yet again. Woohoo!
After all was said and done I really believe that I will have a positive experience with these two classes. Tomorrow I have diversity and we'll see how that one goes. It's on the ground floor so it shouldn't be too much of an issue...and the parking lot is one that I'm familiar with. Go me!
Saturday, January 16, 2010
When I was a child
All my days were filled with endless wonder
When I was a child
I would lie on the dew-covered grass and search the vast evening skies for falling stars
When I was a child
My friends and I would venture deep into the woods and tell tales of the grim reaper
who with sickle in hand icily searched for his next victim
we weren’t afraid, he came only for the old, not us
When I was a child
I would look to my mother’s arms for warmth and my father’s eyes for approval
When I was a child
I wondered when will I be grown
Now I’m an adult
and I wonder can I ever be a child again
(Thanks to my niece, Ashleigh, for allowing me to use a photo of her!)
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Ya know...last night I was laying next to my husband in bed...he was
sound asleep...and I thought to myself..."I'm happy." We're poor...but
money isn't everything. We've been in better places monetarily in our
marriage but my little family is healthy and not starving. We have a
roof over our heads. And we have each other. I am happy.
Lately I've been so up and down in my emotions and moods that often I don't know how I'm going to be feeling from one day to the next. I'm glad that I'm taking antidepressants because I'm not sure how much worse off I'd be if I weren't. And I've often told myself..."maybe life would just be easier if I weren't alive in it." But last night I realized that I'm ok. I'm going to be ok. I'm going back to school and making a better life for myself. I'm still searching for work (the vet position didn't work out) and we're poor as poor can be. But as I held onto Kurt's hand last night in the dark I realized that I don't want to die. I don't want my husband's heart to break like that. I don't want my family's hearts to break. And most of all...I want to see how my life turns out!
sound asleep...and I thought to myself..."I'm happy." We're poor...but
money isn't everything. We've been in better places monetarily in our
marriage but my little family is healthy and not starving. We have a
roof over our heads. And we have each other. I am happy.
Lately I've been so up and down in my emotions and moods that often I don't know how I'm going to be feeling from one day to the next. I'm glad that I'm taking antidepressants because I'm not sure how much worse off I'd be if I weren't. And I've often told myself..."maybe life would just be easier if I weren't alive in it." But last night I realized that I'm ok. I'm going to be ok. I'm going back to school and making a better life for myself. I'm still searching for work (the vet position didn't work out) and we're poor as poor can be. But as I held onto Kurt's hand last night in the dark I realized that I don't want to die. I don't want my husband's heart to break like that. I don't want my family's hearts to break. And most of all...I want to see how my life turns out!
Thursday, January 7, 2010
We've all seen them online. We plug in our age, weight, height and it tells us what weight we're supposed to be. According to 1979 or earlier standards. That's right. The formulas used in those are all from pre-1979. I had no idea! I was stumbling earlier today and found this great ideal weight calculator that is based more on today's realistic formulas.
Check it out here!
Check it out here!
Monday, December 28, 2009
I haven't felt like writing. There, I said it. I keep having these moments in my life and I say to myself "wow, I need to blog about this"...but I don't..because I don't feel like writing. It's like my mind's frozen up, or something.
Well, the semester's grades came out and I did superbly well in all of my classes...even poli-sci! A's in both college prep. and rock history and an A- in poli-sci! Can you say WOOHOO!!!
Another bonus is that I've found a job. Not the greatest but it resulted in one of those letters that I sent out a couple of months ago to all the local vets and doggy day cares, etc. Surprisingly it is our vet that we go to that called and offered me a position of Kennel worker. I can't remember the official title. Basically I'll be walking the dogs, cleaning the kennels, and keeping the office neat and clean. Hopefully I'll be able to see the vet techs that work there in action and get a better idea of just what they do! There are more hours than I was hoping for...just short of 30...but the pay is much better than I'd hoped for so I guess that's ok. We'll see how it goes when school starts again on the 25th of January and see if I can manage my higher workload classes with my job hours.
The upside to the new job is that it's a very physical one. I'm on my feet almost the entire time...who am I kidding...I AM on my feet the entire time. I feel pounds just aching to come off with that kind of activity! Yay! I've worked a full day already and will be returning after the holidays for my regular Friday thru Monday hours on the 8th of January.
The holidays have came and went with little fanfare. DH and I were unable to afford gifts for ourselves or others this year so we didn't expect much in return. We were surprised by a visit from santa's elves on xmas day, though. (AKA Richard and Holly) They came bearing some fun gifts...one of which was supposed to get DH out of his grumpy, scrooge demeanor. It did for a few minutes anyway.
Richard and Holly are very old and dear friends of Kurt's from the town he graduated HS in. I guess Richard was the first friend he made when they first moved there. Whatever the story...bless them...they were so sweet and gave us two GC's to Macaroni Grill (or Chili's which we don't care for). They were both a very high amount and gave me a good cry when they left. These two people have given us at least one date night, if not two. We haven't had one of those in so very long. It was a very self-less act that they have performed and I'm positive that they will receive multiple gifts from heaven for it. We're so grateful to have them both in our lives....and thank you to Facebook for helping to bring them that much more closer to us!
A couple of months ago I weighed a LOT...and I still do. I've been listening to a weight loss, self-hypnosis CD every night in hopes that it'll rub off...and I'm looking forward to the exercise that I will get from working. Here's hoping, cuz I'm tired of getting out of breath from climbing into bed, or walking into a store, or not being able to make it up a flight of stairs without pausing for a moment. The life of a fat person is not fun...and it's not healthy. I need to get on the ball.
Well, the semester's grades came out and I did superbly well in all of my classes...even poli-sci! A's in both college prep. and rock history and an A- in poli-sci! Can you say WOOHOO!!!
Another bonus is that I've found a job. Not the greatest but it resulted in one of those letters that I sent out a couple of months ago to all the local vets and doggy day cares, etc. Surprisingly it is our vet that we go to that called and offered me a position of Kennel worker. I can't remember the official title. Basically I'll be walking the dogs, cleaning the kennels, and keeping the office neat and clean. Hopefully I'll be able to see the vet techs that work there in action and get a better idea of just what they do! There are more hours than I was hoping for...just short of 30...but the pay is much better than I'd hoped for so I guess that's ok. We'll see how it goes when school starts again on the 25th of January and see if I can manage my higher workload classes with my job hours.
The upside to the new job is that it's a very physical one. I'm on my feet almost the entire time...who am I kidding...I AM on my feet the entire time. I feel pounds just aching to come off with that kind of activity! Yay! I've worked a full day already and will be returning after the holidays for my regular Friday thru Monday hours on the 8th of January.
The holidays have came and went with little fanfare. DH and I were unable to afford gifts for ourselves or others this year so we didn't expect much in return. We were surprised by a visit from santa's elves on xmas day, though. (AKA Richard and Holly) They came bearing some fun gifts...one of which was supposed to get DH out of his grumpy, scrooge demeanor. It did for a few minutes anyway.
Richard and Holly are very old and dear friends of Kurt's from the town he graduated HS in. I guess Richard was the first friend he made when they first moved there. Whatever the story...bless them...they were so sweet and gave us two GC's to Macaroni Grill (or Chili's which we don't care for). They were both a very high amount and gave me a good cry when they left. These two people have given us at least one date night, if not two. We haven't had one of those in so very long. It was a very self-less act that they have performed and I'm positive that they will receive multiple gifts from heaven for it. We're so grateful to have them both in our lives....and thank you to Facebook for helping to bring them that much more closer to us!
A couple of months ago I weighed a LOT...and I still do. I've been listening to a weight loss, self-hypnosis CD every night in hopes that it'll rub off...and I'm looking forward to the exercise that I will get from working. Here's hoping, cuz I'm tired of getting out of breath from climbing into bed, or walking into a store, or not being able to make it up a flight of stairs without pausing for a moment. The life of a fat person is not fun...and it's not healthy. I need to get on the ball.
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