Okay, so the first characteristic of a goal that this article lists is to make it YOURS. I have to own the goal. "To be effective, it has to reflect your true desire - not your husband's, mother's, or best friend's." So I'm going to make sure my goal of losing 50 lbs is truly mine. Again, why am I losing the weight? Because I carry my weight in my belly. That's probably numero uno. Women who carry their weight in the middle sections have a higher rate of heart disease. I am in my 30's (as much as I like to claim otherwise) and I'm obviously not getting any younger. I am not ready to leave my family behind if it's because of something I can control/change. I also HATE how I look in pictures. I hate it. I could be very happy never to have another picture taken of me at this size, but that's not a very realistic desire. I have found that I also don't want to end up with no pictures of me and my kids/husband which is about where we're at. I avoid the camera like the plague. I want my kids to have those videos/pictures to sit and look at longingly when I am not here, just like in the movies. You know the ones. The candid but ever so charming photo of the couple smiling big and obviously enjoying their outdoor-BBQ-fishing adventure-mountain climbing-fancy dress-windy day blowing the hair just right experience. I want that. :) I also hate not having any clothes that feel like they fit. I don't want to buy a larger size. I don't want to get into the plus size clothes. I'm not there (barely or maybe I should be there and I just keep squishing into my too small clothes) yet and I don't want to get there. No bigger sizes. Smaller. Only Smaller. So this is MY goal. Shawn didn't suggest it. My mother didn't push me (well maybe the fact that she's giving me all the clothes that are too big for her might have helped encourage me). I didn't have a best friend chanting in my ear that she's doing this so I should do it with her. I decided I was tired of being fat. I have no energy. I can't do the outdoorsy stuff with my family without getting seriously winded. This is for ME, not anyone else. If I don't succeed, I am only failing myself. I'm tired of failing myself.
Oh, for those that haven't heard (most everybody), Riley opened the chicken run to get eggs and then didn't lock it back up. I let Tig out to of his kennel (he won't stay in the yard so he gets locked up for most of the day) to get some exercise. Tig was out for probably an hour before he realized the door to the chickens wasn't really an obstacle. I asked Kyler to check on Tig to make sure he was in the yard and he alerted me, with a healthy dose of panic, that Tig was chasing a chicken up on the patio. Sure enough. Red (probably the favorite and boy does she lay HUGE eggs) was just barely evading the snapping canines coming at her. Well, she didn't really escape. She lost a lot of feathers, but actually only had one spot of any real damage and it was pretty minor and on the very edge of one wing. I was finally able to get Tig by his collar and kennel him and Rocky back up. Kyler and I then embarked on a chicken hunt. It took me a bit to get a hold of a very harassed Rhode Island Red and when I carried her back to safety, one of the Leghorn's was walking calmly back into the Chicken run. The other Leghorn (the white ones) was cowering in a back corner. She didn't fare as well as Red. She had a few bleeding puncture wounds on the top of her head. We weren't sure she was going to make it. So, we were only missing one chicken now. Kyler and I started to search the yard. I was expecting to find a dead chicken. I finally found the Sex-link (yes, that's really it's type) unharmed at the big gate by our woodpile. This was 2 days ago and so far they are all still alive and at least 3 of them are still laying eggs. 2 brown and 1 white each day. Oh, and our chicken's names are Tweedle, Dee, Dumb, and Dumber if you didn't know. You can't tell Dee and Dumb apart because their both white Leghorn's, but does it really matter? I crack up every time I say their names. :) Tweedle is the Rhode Island Red and Dumber is the Sex-link. Tweedle is the feistiest and Dumber is the bravest.
Boy, my post are just so dang long. Hope you like reading.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Can it really be Thursday?
Okay, so seriously questioning my commitment. Which, is actually good because it's making me evaluate how my progress has been so far. I want to do this. I really, really do! So I found the best article in Good Housekeeping (I'm sooooo glad my mom never changed the address) about weight loss and it referenced a free online group called sparkpeople.com. I haven't checked it out yet. So I'm going to explore each of the 6 characteristics of a goal according to the article. I'm going to take one a day and really look at it and evaluate it for me. You're welcome to do the same for yourself. There are also motivation secrets (3), nutrition secrets (6) and exercise secrets (3). Prevention magazine also has a Flat Belly diet that I am interested in looking at, but I don't know that that's the way I want to go. It pushes Monounsaturated fats like those found in nuts and avocados. I'm not an avocado fan and I don't like a lot of nuts either, but I'll look at what it's about. It was interesting. That article I found on MSN. http://health.msn.com/nutrition/articlepage.aspx?cpdocumentid=100252239&page=2 Try it and see.
Didn't run last night. I think I've run once all week. I'd really like to run tonight. I think I need to. I can't deal with all the little voices in my head right this minute. Maybe running would help with that. Of course, bedtime would help with that as well...
Bayden and Noemi did their 1st grade program today at school. They did a good job. We were treated to 12 songs, one song for each month. These are definitely top 10 material. Things like Fly, Fly Witchy Witchy Fly; Hip Hop Bunny; All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth (Bayden was the epitome of this song); And of course the crowning jewel, Days of the months with added action that you may all remember from "The Macarena." Good times, good times. (Really? They can't go to bed yet? So what if it's only 6:39. I'm ready.) Poor Noemi was literally squashed between two other kids. She was generously using her elbows to make room, but honestly it was only in defence because the other kid started it. She did a fabulous job and looked great in her pale green and black dress. Bayden had plenty of room on the end of the risers so he should have been the star of the show. I'm afraid there was a definite lack of enthusiasm for the whole singing thing. About all I've heard for 2 weeks is how sick of practicing he is. But he still did a good job and he tried to get into all of the songs with actions. Trent promised me pictures so hopefully I'll be able to post something. They were too far away and the room was too dark for my camera to do them justice. Of course, there's no one quite like Trent to get my darling boy to make faces and stick his finger up his nose in front of a large crowd all for the sake of a picture. Thanks Trent!
Okay. So going to finish out my night. Need to get kids to bed (only 1 hour left), enter my vehicle reports for work (I did take Tuesday off after all) and run for at least an hour. Okay, so maybe I'll run for half an hour and walk briskly for the other half. Still, need to put in an hour. Oh! I also weighed myself the other day and was so excited about the 7 lbs I'd lost. Giddy might be a good word for it. :) And then, I went ahead and weighed myself again, this time not using the door knob for balance (and maybe to hold some of the weight). I put 6 lbs back on once I let go. Sigh. Oh well. It was a good feeling to work towards.
Didn't run last night. I think I've run once all week. I'd really like to run tonight. I think I need to. I can't deal with all the little voices in my head right this minute. Maybe running would help with that. Of course, bedtime would help with that as well...
Bayden and Noemi did their 1st grade program today at school. They did a good job. We were treated to 12 songs, one song for each month. These are definitely top 10 material. Things like Fly, Fly Witchy Witchy Fly; Hip Hop Bunny; All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth (Bayden was the epitome of this song); And of course the crowning jewel, Days of the months with added action that you may all remember from "The Macarena." Good times, good times. (Really? They can't go to bed yet? So what if it's only 6:39. I'm ready.) Poor Noemi was literally squashed between two other kids. She was generously using her elbows to make room, but honestly it was only in defence because the other kid started it. She did a fabulous job and looked great in her pale green and black dress. Bayden had plenty of room on the end of the risers so he should have been the star of the show. I'm afraid there was a definite lack of enthusiasm for the whole singing thing. About all I've heard for 2 weeks is how sick of practicing he is. But he still did a good job and he tried to get into all of the songs with actions. Trent promised me pictures so hopefully I'll be able to post something. They were too far away and the room was too dark for my camera to do them justice. Of course, there's no one quite like Trent to get my darling boy to make faces and stick his finger up his nose in front of a large crowd all for the sake of a picture. Thanks Trent!
Okay. So going to finish out my night. Need to get kids to bed (only 1 hour left), enter my vehicle reports for work (I did take Tuesday off after all) and run for at least an hour. Okay, so maybe I'll run for half an hour and walk briskly for the other half. Still, need to put in an hour. Oh! I also weighed myself the other day and was so excited about the 7 lbs I'd lost. Giddy might be a good word for it. :) And then, I went ahead and weighed myself again, this time not using the door knob for balance (and maybe to hold some of the weight). I put 6 lbs back on once I let go. Sigh. Oh well. It was a good feeling to work towards.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Monday
So I ran tonight. Did my 30 minute program and I'm glad I got that much in. Soooooo did not want to do it. I really wanted to go sit in that little quiet room by my little quiet self with my not so quiet stomach, but I ran instead. My stomach. A little upset about that, but we still did it, my stomach and I. Food wise, not great but not horrible. Didn't gorge on ice cream or chocolate or even sugar of any kind. I didn't have my breakfast burrito so I had an orange and a yogurt and almost an entire can of Pringles (Sour Cream and Onion so almost a vegetable right?). But still not tons of sugar and not tons of fatty stuff. So ok. I'll take ok.
Boys got their report cards and they're doing well in school. Also got their last H1N1 shots tonight and they bucked it up. Riley screamed for a minute but Kyler and Bayden insisted they didn't even feel it when they finally got it. They got more worked up about it than obviously necessary, but they still did it with no real tears.
And that's about it. Working from home tomorrow so maybe I can fit in an extra run. We'll be optimistic that it happens. And Angie, you're my rock!
Boys got their report cards and they're doing well in school. Also got their last H1N1 shots tonight and they bucked it up. Riley screamed for a minute but Kyler and Bayden insisted they didn't even feel it when they finally got it. They got more worked up about it than obviously necessary, but they still did it with no real tears.
And that's about it. Working from home tomorrow so maybe I can fit in an extra run. We'll be optimistic that it happens. And Angie, you're my rock!
Friday, January 22, 2010
Long (enough) break
Okay, so obviously I fell off the wagon and reacted to the guilt by not holding myself accountable for it. But, just because you fall off the wagon and onto a heaping pile of dung, doesn't mean you have to wallow in it. So, I've picked myself up, taken a nice, long hot shower and I'm just going to keep going. I haven't run on my treadmill since, I think Saturday, but maybe I did on Monday, I can't remember now. I haven't been on here since I stopped running. Pretty pathetic really, one week, and I didn't really do very well that week, and I have to basically start over. Then again, that horrible "before" picture is getting me going again. Ugh. I'm printing it and putting it up in front of my treadmill.
So, recommitting (and I'll do this as many times as it takes. Hopefully this one sticks, but if not, then one of them has to) to my healthy lifestyle. Tomorrow could be really easy. Or it could be really hard. Our bishop has asked that we do a special fast for the entire month of January for the Missionaries. No, we don't have to all go the entire month, but at least one family is supposed to take a day of the month and fast. Well, tomorrow is our day. So, I'm going to be hungry, but that's going to be okay. Guess it's a good way to start off my fresh start right?
Onward and forward. I will lose this weight before it kills me. :)
So, recommitting (and I'll do this as many times as it takes. Hopefully this one sticks, but if not, then one of them has to) to my healthy lifestyle. Tomorrow could be really easy. Or it could be really hard. Our bishop has asked that we do a special fast for the entire month of January for the Missionaries. No, we don't have to all go the entire month, but at least one family is supposed to take a day of the month and fast. Well, tomorrow is our day. So, I'm going to be hungry, but that's going to be okay. Guess it's a good way to start off my fresh start right?
Onward and forward. I will lose this weight before it kills me. :)
Sunday, January 17, 2010
2 Day report
So I'm going to tackle yesterday and today in one shot.
Yesterday I walked for 3 miles. Still didn't run, but I did walk longer. Oh, and increased the incline to a daring 0.5. Yes, yes, I know. I am ever the adventurous one. :) Not so great on the food though. Actually, since I don't believe I got up until 11 (yes that would be correct, no your eyes aren't lying, I didn't get up out of bed until 11 am) I didn't really have breakfast calories to worry about. I snacked on salami, cheese and crackers, though this time I did a double serving. I also FAILED miserably with the ice cream. Intended to eat just a bit, but I ended up eating the entire 2 cups. Smith's had a sale on their individual sizes and my fat brain thought that would be a great idea! What? 10 for $10? How could I go wrong on that one??? Ha. And I told my husband I needed a candy bar because I really, really wanted chocolate...so he brought me a box of mint chocolate chip sandwich bars. Yes, he loves me...plump. Really, that was awesome of him because he didn't want to. Felt it was ruining my diet and did it because he knew I was upset when he told me so. Oh, had shell pasta w/sauce for lunch and almost had a pork roast, shredded and mixed in white rice for dinner, but after I served the boys portions and before I could serve ours, our dear, dear Casey dog decided to plant her large doggy paws on my cupboard drawers and help herself to the entire bowl on the counter. Ok, so she didn't actually eat it all. I heard her and she got booted O-U-T. Shawn made me relent and let her sleep inside. She spent most of today outside as well. So Shawn got a DiGiorno pizza and I had 1/4 or 1 of Shawn's slices or 2 of mine, however you want to go with it. But I walked. Yep, I walked so it wasn't a total bust. It just wasn't my best day.
Today, Sunday. Church is at one so we definitely get lunch first. Today, I only slept until 10 am rather than 11 am (I am so just trying to catch up on 11 years of beauty sleep and my kids can finally feed themselves enough to get a start on it). I got up and showered and made french toast with our wonderfully-fresh-yesterday-afternoon eggs. I do love our chickens. Oh, side note, they eat all the time. They come running to the door of their coop (ehh, dog run) whenever a person comes out, but you can tell a difference between just hoping you have a snack for them and their feeder/water is out. It's kind of funny. They're like ravenous velociraptors (that's what Shawn called them today. Said they were pecking at his legs the entire time he was in there getting eggs. you'd think they don't ever get fed, though really they get food - a lot of food - every other day). Tig got in yesterday when I was getting the eggs & put the chickens on point. It was funny/scary. He didn't actually go after them, but that might have had more to do with the fact that the dang things crammed themselves into a corner by me. Casey would have had one in her mouth or at least sent them flying everywhere. Wow. Seriously long side story. Anyway, along with the french toast, I had 2 sausage links, 1 egg, & about 1/2 cup hash browns. Dinner was probably more than I needed as well. I had 2 grilled cheese & ham sandwiches and 1 cup of beef and barley soup. We'll see if I can control the sweet intake tonight because the days not over yet and I plan on folding clothes while watching a movie so...Guess my hands will be busy folding clothes. That seems to help. Oh, no walking today on the treadmill, but I get to count the constant walking I did during Primary. :)
Yesterday I walked for 3 miles. Still didn't run, but I did walk longer. Oh, and increased the incline to a daring 0.5. Yes, yes, I know. I am ever the adventurous one. :) Not so great on the food though. Actually, since I don't believe I got up until 11 (yes that would be correct, no your eyes aren't lying, I didn't get up out of bed until 11 am) I didn't really have breakfast calories to worry about. I snacked on salami, cheese and crackers, though this time I did a double serving. I also FAILED miserably with the ice cream. Intended to eat just a bit, but I ended up eating the entire 2 cups. Smith's had a sale on their individual sizes and my fat brain thought that would be a great idea! What? 10 for $10? How could I go wrong on that one??? Ha. And I told my husband I needed a candy bar because I really, really wanted chocolate...so he brought me a box of mint chocolate chip sandwich bars. Yes, he loves me...plump. Really, that was awesome of him because he didn't want to. Felt it was ruining my diet and did it because he knew I was upset when he told me so. Oh, had shell pasta w/sauce for lunch and almost had a pork roast, shredded and mixed in white rice for dinner, but after I served the boys portions and before I could serve ours, our dear, dear Casey dog decided to plant her large doggy paws on my cupboard drawers and help herself to the entire bowl on the counter. Ok, so she didn't actually eat it all. I heard her and she got booted O-U-T. Shawn made me relent and let her sleep inside. She spent most of today outside as well. So Shawn got a DiGiorno pizza and I had 1/4 or 1 of Shawn's slices or 2 of mine, however you want to go with it. But I walked. Yep, I walked so it wasn't a total bust. It just wasn't my best day.
Today, Sunday. Church is at one so we definitely get lunch first. Today, I only slept until 10 am rather than 11 am (I am so just trying to catch up on 11 years of beauty sleep and my kids can finally feed themselves enough to get a start on it). I got up and showered and made french toast with our wonderfully-fresh-yesterday-afternoon eggs. I do love our chickens. Oh, side note, they eat all the time. They come running to the door of their coop (ehh, dog run) whenever a person comes out, but you can tell a difference between just hoping you have a snack for them and their feeder/water is out. It's kind of funny. They're like ravenous velociraptors (that's what Shawn called them today. Said they were pecking at his legs the entire time he was in there getting eggs. you'd think they don't ever get fed, though really they get food - a lot of food - every other day). Tig got in yesterday when I was getting the eggs & put the chickens on point. It was funny/scary. He didn't actually go after them, but that might have had more to do with the fact that the dang things crammed themselves into a corner by me. Casey would have had one in her mouth or at least sent them flying everywhere. Wow. Seriously long side story. Anyway, along with the french toast, I had 2 sausage links, 1 egg, & about 1/2 cup hash browns. Dinner was probably more than I needed as well. I had 2 grilled cheese & ham sandwiches and 1 cup of beef and barley soup. We'll see if I can control the sweet intake tonight because the days not over yet and I plan on folding clothes while watching a movie so...Guess my hands will be busy folding clothes. That seems to help. Oh, no walking today on the treadmill, but I get to count the constant walking I did during Primary. :)
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Day 5
I feel okay about Day 5. Not fabulous, but ok. I weighed myself and was down 2.6 lbs. I had most of my breakfast burrito, a 12 oz Coke and then some left over salad from Food for Thought. For dinner, I made flavored potatoes (green onion, sour cream, cheese, potato skins), a moderate portion of steak, and sauteed mushrooms. I took one bite of the buttered roll. I did GOOD...and then I finished off the part I hadn't eaten with additional potatoes after my run and soak. Oh, forgot to list my snack of salami, cheese and crackers and the ice cream. But I can feel good because I was sensible about it. I decided to try the lite dry cut salami and I did the 5 piece recommended serving size and then used one slice of Pepper Jack Cheese and 10 crackers (cut the salami in half). Normally I would use regular salami (the lite was pork and turkey rather than just pork. Couldn't tell) and I would eat as much as I wanted. It was enough. I also ate the ice cream slowly and instead of eating a lot, I ate just a little bit, not even half a cup. It was okay. I may not succeed every time, but this time I did and I felt good about it.
I didn't walk the entire 2 miles this time. I did make 1.68 miles. A tad disappointed in myself, but my legs ached. Not again.
I have found myself being a lot more consciencious about how much I'm eating of any given thing. As long as I can continue to be this aware, I stand a good chance of keeping it up.
I didn't walk the entire 2 miles this time. I did make 1.68 miles. A tad disappointed in myself, but my legs ached. Not again.
I have found myself being a lot more consciencious about how much I'm eating of any given thing. As long as I can continue to be this aware, I stand a good chance of keeping it up.
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