Working on losing 10 and I gained 1.6…

I will not be discouraged because I feel like this ALWAYS happens when I get in gear to lose weight, I end up gaining a little and then losing.  So I am not going to sweat my almost 2 pound weight gain that has increased my weight loss goal to 12 pounds.  But I am going to need to modify my eating habits a little.  I have this weird tendency to justify eating high calorie foods because I worked out…and losing weight and getting in shape doesn’t actually work that way! LOL!  So I probably should say no to the peppermint mocha coffee (that I did not order ‘skinny’) and the mozzarella sticks (even if I only ate 3).  🙂  We all make mistakes right!

So why did I gain nearly 2 pounds?!  I think this is how my body is reacting to my increased workouts.  Fat is an energy source and my body knows that I am now burning more energy which means I need to store more energy, so in the initial days of working out your body adjusts to this added calorie or energy burn and starts to store additional energy causing a slight weight gain that is non essential since you are going to burn the additional calories and then some.  🙂  I am terrible at taking my own advice, but I really should stay off the scale for at least a week, and only get on in weekly increments!  But when I walk into the bathroom it just seems to call to me, so after this mornings disappointing weigh in I have hidden my scale in my bathroom cupboard.  Maybe I will forget to weigh in for a couple weeks and miraculously lose my whole 12 pounds!! 🙂

As for my workouts, I have not made it to the park to go for a walk once this week…oops.  Its just really hard to get out of the house when there is so much to be done in the house.  I have however been hopping my fat ass on the treadmill and walking while Vanessa naps and catching up on shows while getting my exercise.  My knee is in repair, and with the brace on I actually don’t have any pain, so I think we are getting somewhere with this!  I hope to add jogging by January 🙂  I did write that I wanted to do abs and arms and have not done either yet this week…what can I say I’m a work in progress!

Final 10 in 2013!!

Well kids, I lost my accountability when I stopped talking to you.  SO SORRY!!  Now I am heading into the Holidays and needing to lose weight, NOT AT ALL WHERE I THOUGHT I WOULD BE WHEN I WAS POSTING IN MARCH!  Well I am not going to focus on the negative, leaving the past in the past, the ice cream with the empty containers, the pizza boxes in the recycling container, and dessert for breakfast, all left behind.  So needless to say the last 6 months I have been busy, not just eating, promise! 🙂  I actually got into decent shape over the summer, by end of July I was seeing bikini’s in my near future…then I blew out my right knee, couldn’t jog anymore, in the middle of training for a half marathon, and lets just say it was the straw that broke this camels back.  So I sulked, and sulked some more, then I ate, and ate some more and kept saying I would get up and work it off in the morning…well getting up and working it off in the morning is easy when your single, not so much when your daughter wants your attention and your husband has to work early and late.  So it has been getting put off until now.  I have had a few other somewhat hectic things going on this year that emotionally set me back and now here I am right where I started.  164 pounds with Thanksgiving and Christmas on my horizon.  Not a perfect picture but dammit I LOVE a Challenge!  SO I am DETERMINED to lose 10 pounds (without some weird cleanse diet thing) by Christmas.  Here is what I have going on right now:

School – Tues/Wed/Thurs 7:30pm-9:30 pm

A NUMBER of Christmas Parties and the like starting next week

Vanessa’s 1st Birthday on 12-14

Thanksgiving in New Jersey

Origami Owl Parties and New Business (new page coming soon for you to check out)

In between running my house, business, and managing my school and social calendars I am going to post some fabulous food items and my workouts with weigh ins at least weekly.  I am so sorry I abandoned you, but I am back and with a vengeance this time! 🙂  I am studying to be a dietitian and frankly this is a great place to start!  I know what it takes to eat right and maintain a healthy active lifestyle.  Unfortunately I have this little fat kid inside me who thinks its all bull and I should be able to be lazy and eat what I want.  Don’t we just wish!  I have my boxing gloves on but I need your help with my accountability.  So tomorrow we are forecast for 70*, I plan to get up, write my grocery list for the week, make a turkey soup and probably a yummy salad (tell ya all about it) for dinner, and me and Vanessa will go to the park where I will walk at least 2 miles, followed by sit ups.  I hope to hit the park every day this week and swap arms and abs every other day.  🙂  Send me your encouragement, your fitness regime, and your diet tips.  Please note I am not cleared for jogging yet, nor can I put strain on my right knee, so no squats/lunges and such for now.

Goodbye 10 pounds in 2013!!

Weight Loss Turtle

Week 5: 173.6 pounds.  Yes I am steadily headed in the right direction, definitely on the turtle path though!  I am not frustrated, but I really need someone to give me a swift kick in the ass…that someone is me.

I do have some new excuses this week for having only lost like a pound though! 🙂  My husband came home after being gone for two weeks, so I cooked up a FABULOUS dinner for him on Friday night of Shrimp Fettucini…any excuse to splurge on a meal!!  St. Patrick’s Day was this weekend, so I HAD to make and eat cupcakes for the neighbors and drink alcohol in excess.  I didn’t make it to yoga on Saturday or Sunday thanks to late nights of drinking debauchery!  I am failing to get out of bed early in the morning because to work out at 5:30 I actually have to get up at 4:30 just to pump in order to work out comfortably, yes exercising while breast-feeding is far more complicated than just get up and do it!  Also the pumping thing another reason why I probably did not get up for yoga on Saturday and Sunday…but not a good one and I will be making it this weekend!

This week I would like to lose 3.6 pounds and make it to 170 or less.  I need a swift kick in the ass and bathing suit season is 10 weeks or 69 days away I need to get to work!!  BTW bikini season starts Memorial Day Weekend.  And 69 days to lose 23.6 pounds is not an easy feat to tackle, but lordy does it get you thinking!!  So goodbye biggest loser belly and hello bikini!  I do have some additional motivation headed my way this week.  We are picking up our new elliptical to put in our home gym that I don’t use this week and also my neighbor and I will be working out together, trying the beach body Turbo Fire Workout Program!  Although we may not start that until next week.  I will be sure to let you know how it goes! 🙂

Well wish me luck as I try to transition from the weight loss turtle to the weight loss hare!!

Holy Hot Yoga…

I am going to start this post with our closing at class: ‘Everyday you are faced with choices and your decision for these choices comes from either a a place of love or a place of fear.  Try to make every choice from a place of love.’  This statement had a major impact on me and was exactly what I needed to hear.  So moving forward, when I am faced with a fork in the road I will look at my options and decide which choice comes from a place of love and walk that path, leaving fear by the wayside.

Okay, that’s as deep as I can handle for now.  SO Hot Yoga.  WOW! I bought a Groupon a little over a month ago for 10 Hot Yoga classes, and tonight I finally made it to my first class.  It completely kicked my ass and I love it!  I might seriously be hooked…although I also might seriously not be capable of getting out of bed tomorrow morning either.  It felt fantastic to get such a good workout in and have some good meditation time for myself too!  Fortunately my mom has absolutely no probably babysitting for me every Wednesday so I can go to class and get my sweat on.  Bikini here I come!

Class.  There are a few tips I have for anyone who has not taken a hot yoga class before.  Do not wear make up…at all!  It will be all over your towel and oozing down your face.  Leave your pride at the door…your front door!  You are going to sweat from every crevice, nook, and cranny on your body, so and it is not in the hot way even if you are Jessica Biel!  Wear a tank top, this is for your own comfort.  Last time I checked having a cotton t-shirt riding into wet, sweaty armpits is not at all comfortable and can cause chafing.  I also highly recommend wearing full length or capri yoga pants, not shorts.  You WILL sweat during this class.  You WILL be dripping sweat in the first 5 minutes of class, and unless you like to feel beads of sweats roll from your butt cheek all the way down your leg to your ankle where it drips onto your mat, wear pants!  They will be soaked, but at least you don’t have to feel the dripping of your sweat down your legs.  Its bad enough to feel like your face is melting, you don’t want dripping butt sweat to add to your discomfort…at least this is my take on it.  Lastly, bring a beach towel, not a hand towel, not a bath towel, a HUGE BEACH TOWEL.  You will need it, every inch of it.  Oh, and of course have fun!

The perks are I feel amazing, I probably lost a good 5 pounds, and met some great people.  I have been doing ‘okay’ working out here at home, but nothing is more motivating than finding something you really enjoy that is all yours and divulging in an hour or more once a week just for you.  I am actually thinking it might be worth a 30 minute drive and super early morning to start going to the 8:00 class on Saturdays.  I liked it THAT much!  Again, I might feel a bit differently tomorrow, depending on whether or not I can walk! 🙂  Kudos to Hot Yoga, thank you Groupon!

If Snooki Can Do It, I Sure Can!

So I have made it through week 4 of dieting and have made progress! 🙂  Not the progress I had hoped but here we go into month 2 and I will be making up for the first 4 weeks in the next 4!  Just to get it over with real quick I weighed in this morning at 174.4 pounds. A loss of .4 pounds.  I did work out, 3 times this past week, but they were spread out and not as strenuous as I would like, so I am kicking it up a notch this week.  I also did not mind my diet as well as I’d have liked, I did enjoy 2 pizza slices and an ice cream sundae on Friday; chocolate and cheese and wine on Thursday; Brownies on Sunday.  There I confessed, and am SO grateful for having lost even .4 pounds!!

Okay, onto this weeks motivational moment…Snooki lost 42 pounds in seven months!!!  SERIOUSLY?!  Talk about a wake up call!  I can admit that I found Jersey Shore to be quite the entertaining show.  However I don’t think I can live with myself if I don’t look as good as Snooki on the cover of US Weekly!  Now I don’t really need to lose 42 pounds, which is a good thing because I don’t have the cash to hire a personal trainer, get a meal service, or even join a gym.  BUT I refuse to use that as a crutch.  I am a meal service to my family and I need to stick to the outside isles of the supermarket.  I have a full gym in my garage…not kidding, we have an ENTIRE gym in there that is not used.  I could use a personal trainer, but since I don’t have that I have all of you and this blog to keep me accountable for my workouts…I also bought the edition of US Weekly and cut out the picture of Snooki to aid in my motivation.  I would also like to quote her statement that all you have to do is, “Get your ass to the gym and eat healthy.”  Its that easy!

Given my new motivated self I have decided to add a recipe of the week to my Tuesday updates for Aphrodite Fit.  So this weeks recipe is

Mediterranean Turkey Burgers

  • 1 Lb Ground Turkey
  • 2 T Butter (I refuse to give up butter regardless of any diet, some things are not worth the sacrifice)
  • 1 Egg
  • 1 Roasted Red Pepper, chopped
  • 4 Pepperoncini, chopped
  • 1/3 cup Feta Cheese
  • 1 T Smoked Paprika
  • Salt and Pepper to taste.
  • Baby Spinach
  • 1/2 of a cucumber, chopped
  • 1/2 cup of Plain Greek Yogurt
  • 2T Dill

Mix all the ingredients together and form into 4 same size burgers.  Place burgers on a plate and let them set in the refrigerator for at least one hour.  Melt butter in a skillet over medium heat, once melted cook burgers in pan, only flipping them once.  While your burgers are cooking, toast your buns, and make your Med. Sauce.  For Sauce combine cucumber, yogurt and dill and mix together well.  Put sauce on both sides of the bun, add your burger to the bottom and top with Spinach instead of lettuce.   Enjoy!   I found them to be absolutely delicious!!  Feel free to play with your flavors a bit by switching out for or adding sun-dried tomatoes and green olives.

Before and After…for now ;)

Tuesday has rolled around yet again! My current weight as of today is 174.8 pounds! 🙂  Hooray! A loss!  Only 34.8 pounds to go!

This week I got my butt in gear, at least first gear anyway.  I worked out 3 times and tried to be more careful about what I ate.  I was however sabotaged by girl scout cookies that I ordered while still pregnant (yes I picked up 12 boxes of cookies and now have 11), and a leftover carton of Moosetracks ice cream in the freezer, which is now gone and will not be replaced.  The good news is that even with my couple setbacks I still lost weight by being aware of my meals and eating habits and working out to counter eating an entire box of lemon girl scout cookies and a half carton of ice cream.  Now imagine how much I will lose this week when I bump up to 4 workouts and no girl scout cookies or ice cream.

Lesson learned: know your weakness and control it!  I have since bought Weight Watchers Dark Chocolate Raspberry 80 calorie ice cream pops to satisfy my sweet tooth after dinner.  I also really like the Kashi Dark Chocolate Almond Cookies, but they have 120 calories each.  I do have a couple hurdles coming this week, I have my first book club meeting on Thursday where I will indulge a little in chocolate, wine, and cheese; also a game night on Friday where I will have to resist free pizza and cookies.  So wish me luck!

What I am giving you today is finally my before and after photos.  So what you see below is my before baby and marriage photo, taken Winter 2012 (New Years Eve actually so forgive the crazy dance move, but you get an idea of my shape!)  and my after baby and marriage photo, taken Winter 2013.  In a little while I will, thank goodness, be posting my real before and after photo of my baby weight loss!  And I can’t wait!  With any luck my Summer 2013 pic will be even hotter than my Winter 2012!

Yes dancing the night away in my sk8inny jeans and fitted top both of which no longer fit

Yes dancing the night away in my sk8inny jeans and fitted top both of which no longer fit

Okay here is my biggest loser baby gut. I look 4 months prego! No skinny jeans can hide that...or fit on it!

Okay here is my biggest loser baby gut. I look 4 months prego! No skinny jeans can hide that…or fit on it!

 

 

Irrational Irritation

Why do we constantly set expectations?  Tonight my husband came home and because he didn’t praise the cleanliness of our kitchen – after my day of slaving to clean every square inch down to the baseboards and small appliances – my attitude began to turn.  However I am not sure why I expected him to notice.  This, after all, is the person who doesn’t even notice when I cut 10 inches of my hair off and dye it blonde!  Whats worse is he would notice if I stopped cleaning all together, or didn’t bother to wash my hair anymore.  In turn, it would be fair to say that he simply expects these things of me.  Sometimes I sincerely hate it.  Whats worse is when someone else doesn’t meet our expectations of them, it completely changes our entire attitude towards them…at least for that day.  And yes, for women, our attitude is changed for the ENTIRE DAY!  Not a good idea to disappoint us first thing in the morning.  Using tonight as the example again, I was irritated by the smallest thing he did or comment he made.  Because of this irrational irritation due to my own expectation, I misread his every move, over thought his every word, and was offended if asked or told to do anything (including going to bed which is why I am writing this now in the living room).  Yet as I sit here alone, needing to get my words out, I wonder why the hell I set these stupid expectations to begin with?!  I know that 80% of the time he has no idea what I am expecting him to say or do.  He doesn’t ever complain on the days he comes home and I actually haven’t cleaned anything and its noticed by the dishes from that morning and sometimes the night before that are still sitting in and around the sink.  I am sure that he expected them to be done at the very least, but his mood doesn’t suddenly spoil at the site of the mess.  As a woman it is extremely frustrating to not have my feelings compartmentalized that way.  I am sure he is disappointed, but it lasts maybe a quarter of a second and poof, it vanishes, compartment closed.  Of course it vanishes into his compartment, like a file drawer, locked away until he might need it.   Then conveniently one evening four days later you are letting him know how disappointed you are that he didn’t vacuum the living room on his day off and BAM! he slaps you with your undone dishes and lazy day.  You didn’t even think he’d noticed.  Whats worse is he really truly didn’t care.  ‘So what, you didn’t feel like doing anything’.  He only notices and files the occurrence for days like this when you again lose to your own expectations.

Why are expectations set?  Well I think it just nature.  We expect the other drivers on the road to signal when switching lanes, lower their high beams when they see an oncoming car, drive at least the speed limit, if not faster.  We expect to wake up and have the weather be as predicted the day before.  We expect our mailman to come by a certain time everyday.  Hell, even my pets expect to be let outside and fed at a certain time everyday.  Yet sometimes people switch lanes and don’t bother to look, or shine their brights in your eyes as you pass them on the road, or drive 40 in a 55.  Sometimes the weatherman predicts sun and I wake up to rain and the mailman arrives behind schedule by over an hour.  And whenever each of these things happens I am disappointed and frankly a little pissy about it, and so are my animals!  I am not sure what I find more irritating, having the expectations, or having them not be met.

Since setting the expectation is clearly not a gender issue, I suppose I will try to suppress my attitude after these little disappointments.  Try to not allow a domino effect ruin my entire evening and sometimes the evening of the victim of my expectation.  Maybe, just maybe I can set my expectations a tad lower…like expect him to notice on Saturday that the house is clean, when its been that way since Tuesday.  🙂  Although I do wonder, how often is appropriate for a girl to expect flowers, and what level of disappointment is appropriate in this case???  🙂

No More Planning For Tomorrow

Okay so here we are…week 2 of my get fit me.  Well progress has been slow.  And I absolutely hate that I only have myself to blame.  So before I confess my results I will first explain my million excuses of why I am where I am! 🙂  Like anyone battling with weight loss will do! So firstly I started this diet the week going into Presidents Day Weekend.  Now I can handle a 3 Day weekend.  BUT I had planned a fun girls weekend with my sister in law and best friend coming in from out of town.  We had a blast, but it was a diet disaster!!!  I’m talking alcohol, pizza delivery, appetizer nights, and just fun girly stuff!  All of which is not good for you diet stuff, I mean when you are up all night enjoying yourselves who wants to get up and workout?!  Certainly not me!  So week one ended with a 1 pound weight gain and last Tuesday I weighed in at 177.8 pounds. Lesson here, don’t start a weight loss plan the week you are planning some girl time!!  Also, I only gained one pound with all the bad food and drinking…so make sure you dance enough to work off the one pound you will gain during the girls weekend!! 🙂

Week 2…I have no excuse.  I could come up with a few like the baby was off schedule and I had my period and I went grocery shopping hungry and it was Daytona weekend, and its been a little chilly outside.  But really I was lazy, lacking motivation, and making sure I had a million ‘other’ things to do that were more important than working out.  Also surrendering to my sweet tooth that was telling me that I really needed the chocolate and ice cream…and my brain was fogged by fat from a lack of working out so I failed to come up with healthy alternatives.  🙂  So end of week 2 and I am now at 77.2 pounds.  Grr.  I can only be angry at myself.  Lesson learned this week: You can keep telling yourself you will do it tomorrow, but tomorrow then becomes today.  So no more planning for tomorrow.  I will work out TODAY and simply improve it tomorrow!!

So today I attempted to wake up at 6:30…but last night my daughter Vanessa decided not to go to bed until after 11!  6:30 came WAY to early and I will NOT throw in the towel but instead use her afternoon naptime to sneak in a workout rather than complete a chore I can do with her strapped into her carrier.  🙂  I am trying to start getting up at 5:30am to work out since that is when she is still sleeping and when I used to workout in my single years and had a lot of success.  Its just a tough routine to get back into.  I also took advantage of a Groupon recently for a 4 week bootcamp that will start in April and I have to be at class at 530 in the morning so better get on it now cause if I am late then I am forced into 20 push ups!!!  And I am not confident I can do 1 push up right now!! 🙂  I will keep you posted, sorry it took me two weeks to write another post, it will not happen again! 🙂

Ever Ready Wifey

With a new baby, and a Navy husband I can’t seem to find the point of making a plan for my day/week/month anymore.  For someone who likes to know what is going on and when and have organization and structure in my day can you please tell me how I fell in love with a military man?!  I have had a VERY jumbled last couple weeks and just need to let out my frustration with my lack of schedule.

So lets take us back two weeks.  Friday February 1st.  I had a fabulous organized day!  Ran a few errands, had a doctor’s appointment that I made it to on time (kind of miracle with a new baby), and went out to dinner with my mom.  Nice, full, scheduled day.  Muffin was gone out on and ‘exercise’ until the following Monday.  Saturday, I had a meeting with our wives club that morning.  Really nice to attend these things especially with our husbands deploying that coming Thursday, I knew I needed the support of the other wives moving forward.  It was a good educational meeting, went over A LOT of items for the guys and safety stuff for us ladies left at home and what we will do for fun while our men are gone to make the time fly by!  Also found out our boys were coming home Sunday instead of Monday…would hate for them to miss the Superbowl after all!  That is when my schedule and plan started crumbling…Sunday.  Went to church, visited Great Grandparents, then picked up Muffin in time to catch the Superbowl.  Mind you, he has been gone so now the baby’s schedule got a little off since Dad isn’t used to her day-to-day.  Easy fix cause he went to work on Monday.  But we are a one car household, we had decided to wait to buy me a car until after the deployment…I can’t drive two cars after all.  So me and baby hung out at home all day Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.  Wednesday…the day I had been dreading…it was our last night together before he leaves for months.  So he was home for the day and I went out and bought food for our last meal together and to celebrate Valentines Day.  I come home from this shopping trip and he tells me he has good news and bad news…here we go again!  Turns out the bad news was the good news…they cancelled their deployment!!!  He isn’t going anywhere!!  Yes, I had multiple reactions.  First, disbelief…seriously this is the worst joke he could possibly play on me if it isn’t true.  Second, Excitement!  Oh thank God my husband will be home to see the baby grow and of course help me!!  HOORAY!  Third, Wait, I have been stressed and sad and we bought all this stuff for him, got the house totally ready, paid for the early registration of the car and got new tags, wrote new wills, completed powers of attorney and seriously ran around like chickens for the last month making sure no loose ends were left…for nothing?!  Awesome.  Oh yes, and now we need to buy me a car, cause he is not going anywhere.  Thursday. He has to drive to work, no car, again.  Friday too.  And he is now leaving on Monday and coming back home on Friday just to get some stuff done on the ship.  Okay. So next week I will have the car to get what I need done done…Oh but wait, this is the Navy.  Monday, I drop him off at work that morning not to see him again until Friday.  Ya Right!  Monday night we decide to go out to dinner, since we won’t see each other for Valentines Day and so he has some more time with his daughter.  Tuesday, I have a meeting that night for my volunteer group and planned to have dinner with and catch up with a girlfriend.  Then Muffin calls, from his cell phone.  They didn’t leave, so we decide to meet up for dinner again, since he is leaving that morning.  Poof, my plans out the window!  Wednesday I finally had the day to get errands completed and figured out how I would spend my Thursday.  Yes that was yesterday, the icing on my frickin cake.  I get up, and as usual get the baby fed, back to sleep take care of the pets, eat, clean up a bit around the house until the baby wakes up again, made plans to meet mom for lunch since I was going to our social security office to get the baby’s card so we can file our taxes.  Me and the biscuit (nickname for my daughter) leave and get our number in the ungodly line at social security.  I expected this and got there at 11 knowing I have lunch with mom at 1.  12:55pm and they are still 12 numbers away from my number and have moved through a whole 8 in the two hours I have been there.  I leave to meet mom, grab another number just in case, planning to come back after lunch and hopefully get right through the line.  As we finish lunch I get a text from my husband.  He is back.  Needs picked up from the hangar.  Are you frickin kidding me?!  So yes, I had to leave and get my husband, that I genuinely do love very much.  Two hours at the social security office completely wasted and for nothing because I had to pick him up and go home.  Fortunately I did not cancel the plans I had with my girlfriend for dinner and Muffin said he didn’t mind hanging at home and watching the baby.  So yes, last night I had some wine, and some much-needed girl time!  Of course today is going about the same, not thanks to the hubby, but I am having a girls weekend – planned before deployment was cancelled and kept because I need it!  And my girlfriend flying in from Ohio missed her flight this morning, I have a 2 month check up with the baby this afternoon and her flight comes in now shortly after, instead of the before as planned.  So I am working around that…Fortunately at this point I no longer put together any form of agenda, but rather decide what I would like to get done for the week and work through it day-to-day.  🙂

I know I probably sound a little ungrateful.  Please know that I love my husband very much.  I fully support his career in the Navy and am really grateful that he is not deploying!  We will also be buying me a new vehicle this weekend which should solve quite a few schedule hiccups.  Needless to say I am learning more and more everyday how to be his Ever Ready Wifey!!  🙂

Baby Weight Blues

Yes my baby weight blues have hit.  It has been two months since my baby girl was born and my body feels back to normal…sort of…but looks COMPLETELY different…Welcome To Motherhood!!  So how have I been coping?  Well, I got married two weeks after having the baby, and fortunately it seemed like the weight  was just falling off and my waist coming back into sight.  Everyone had told me that breastfeeding is great for weight loss and of course great for the baby, so yes I am breastfeeding right now.  So I decided hell, this is easy!  All I have to do is feed my baby and the weight will fall off!  MIRACLE MILK!!  LOL!  Not true.  I spent the first month running around planning a wedding and then of course the ‘clean up’ after a wedding while juggling having a baby to feed every 2 hours.  Needless to say there was no working out, and no time to cook so I was eating TERRIBLY!  At about 5 weeks I was 10 pounds away from my pre baby weight (not goal weight, I was heavier than I wanted to be pre baby!).  I was ecstatic and thought, wow if I were to work out, I could eat what I want and probably lose the rest of my weight and then some!  So I went out and bought new workout clothes for additional motivation…and then hung around the house in my hot new workout clothes, sneakers on and all, and never saw a workout!  UGH!  I was finding every reason I could to not work out.  I am REALLY good at procrastinating, and so I made a To Do List, not unusual of me, but I made that my priority.  So I would work on items on this list, decked out in my hot new yoga pants and neon running shirts, EVERYDAY!  Then be pissed when I finally showered before bed, taking off the clothes to reveal my still out of shape body that isn’t miraculously transforming just from wearing my hot new duds.  How annoying.  So here I am in week 8 and I had the discipline and sense to FINALLY get my damn priorities straight!  Yes, it’s about frickin time!  And hold your breathe…I had an amazing hour-long workout yesterday!  So to additionally kick my ass into gear I am going to blog my way back into shape!

Blogging…another item that has been procrastinated to the bottom of my To Do List!  Not any more!  I am taking time out for me, something that has slipped my mind since adding a major role of mom to my life.  What I do need is your support!  So please tell me your stories with weight loss struggles, help keep me motivated with advice, and we can celebrate our wins!!  🙂

Here is how I am tracking.  Once a week I will be posting my weight and waist, hip, chest measurements and a picture (you don’t have to look if you don’t want to, I certainly don’t want to!).  This post will be on Wednesdays, since today is Wednesday, and it gives me time to recover from the weekend when my routine will most likely be interrupted.  The rest of the time I will be just posting how I am doing including struggles and days when it just seems too easy 🙂  Hopefully there are a lot of easy days!  I am not going on a ‘diet’ as of yet, I find that if I jump into a new diet, new workout routine and try to completely flip life upside down, I fall flat on my face and get super comfy on the couch for days.  So I am going to track calories consumed using My Fitness Pal App, and establish a regular work out routine.  I have a goal to lose 2 pounds a week-hopefully shed 30 pounds by summertime!  My Fitness Pal says I should consume 1250 calories a day to hit that weight – not accounting for my increase in workouts – and I have to eat an additional 500 calories since I am breastfeeding.  So my goal calorie intake is 1750 and maximum is 2000.  So here goes nothing, Wish Me Luck!!

2-13-2012

Weight :   176.8            Waist:  38″          Hip: 43″           Chest: 41.5″

2013 DIET aka Do I Eat This?!

Every year I take the time to set my New Year Resolution Plan.  It of course includes health, travel, and fitness goals so why should this year be any different?  Since I have spent 10 of the 12 months of 2012 carrying my first child, you can imagine body image is a must work on for 2013!  I didn’t gain a BOATLOAD of weight – we are having our formal wedding ceremony on New Years Eve after all – BUT I would be lying if I said I didn’t gain any and it will be easy to lose.  PLEASE share with me your opinions and comments on what I can do to help drop my sexy ‘baby weight’.

Here is my plan so far.  I have been researching the Paleo Diet and think it may be the way to go for us…forever.  My favorite site that I have found for information on Paleo is at Nerd Fitness and the Original Site of course offers you all the books and tools to make it successful…if you require a manual.  So my quick rendition is it is called the caveman diet because you can eat any and everything that a caveman could eat!  No limits, no weighing food, no counting calories, just eat natural whole foods.  I am making it sound really easy, that is for my sake.  What I think I love about this diet is that I can mold it a little to meet my own needs…at least I plan to…meaning I am making Saturday my one cheat day every week for this diet.  Because there are a lot of things I LOVE that I cannot have the rest of the time…like cereal, ice cream, soda pop, cookies, pasta, coffee (the way I like it anyway) etc.  Now that said I am leaving some wiggle room.  Like milk/dairy products, I will not give up milk, or cheese entirely.  Sorry paleo, if I were a cave woman I think I might have drug around a goat or pet cow for dairy!  🙂  But that isn’t going to totally crush my diet…I don’t think.  As this journey begins I will let you know my modifications, share my dinners, and my cocktails…yes I definitely would have fermented grapes and potatoes to make wines and liquors!!  I also do not plan on giving up the potatoes.  I love potatoes and they were definitely growing in the ground when we were wandering cave people.  Whats also great is this diet is okay for pregnant/breastfeeding women.

I am hoping to lose my baby weight and maintain a healthy body.  Ideally I want to look hot in time for summer!  After all, I do have a pool to float in and don’t have the pregnancy excuse for looking like a beached whale out there anymore!!  🙂  Pre-pregnancy I was NEVER a ‘skinny girl’.  I was most commonly described as fit, thick, dense, or as my husband lovingly says I am a voluptuous woman and he likes me that way.  I have more of a Coco, Kendra, Kourtney Kardashian physique.  I have to work at it to not end up chubby and it takes a LOT of work most the time.  I of course will be sharing with you my workouts and routines as I start them and quit them and work for the MILF body I have in mind!

Now I am not turning the leaf today or tomorrow or in December.  My goal is to be converted and beginning this journey by Sunday January 6, 2013.  What I do want to get before I make the switch is your comments and opinions of this plan!  If you are on Paleo, please share your experience, give me some tips!  If you are interested in Paleo, lets start this together!!  I would love to hear from you and swap stories as I go through this!  Share your recipes, especially sweets, I think that is going to be my toughest battle, I HEART Desserts and Treats!!

Life at 30

I was watching one of my favorite trashy reality TV shows and caught a commercial for the movie coming out “This Is 40”.  The movie trailer triggered thoughts about my life and the decade I launched into in October, my 30’s.  In turning 30 it is surprising to me that I can remember when 30 was ‘OLD’.  I recall partying in my late teens/early 20’s, taking stupid risks, trying stupid things, living carelessly and recklessly, but having an absolute blast!  One thing that I can say when I slip back into my 20 year old frame of mind is that I am living the life I pictured for myself at 30!  Its true, I thought of myself in my own house, near my mom in Virginia, happily married, and with kids (working on that, but with one due any day now I’d say mission accomplished!).  I think the only thing missing is that image of some ‘OLD’ me, wearing a house dress and slippers, enslaved to my kitchen, happy to just be home serving my husband and children.  I am definitely not that ‘OLD’ woman of my 20 year old mind!

I am happy to finally have enough life experience to have fun, responsibly and be able to afford to do all the fun things I want without checking my bank account and credit card balances.  My tastes for fun have matured to quiet bars and live bands as apposed to dance clubs and raves.  Summertime is now spending the days with friends/family/neighbors either floating in the pool enjoying cold cocktails, or on the beach with a few beers; as apposed to the steamy nights out followed by skinny dipping at the beach.  I am lucky enough to have a husband that I want to share my everyday with, but who also gives me my own time and knows when I just need to be out with my girls.  This ‘OLD’ woman finds that she still LOVES sexy stilettos and dressing to be noticed.  I am quite happily married, but I’m not dead, and I certainly appreciate and want to turn a head or two every now and then!   I certainly don’t own any mom jeans, and wear clothes to compliment the curves I have earned.

At 30, you look to getting ‘OLD’ as turning 65.  When I qualify for social security and medicare I might finally be able to tell someone that I am ‘OLD’.  However, I will probably be laying on a beach in the tropics, sipping cocktails with my husband, enjoying our retirement and I hope to still have that 20 year old self smiling in approval at how well I wear my age.  At 30 I finally understand what it means to be young at heart.  Don’t get me wrong, I know I am not 20 anymore!  My after shower reflection will tell you that much, and when I wake up with a pounding headache after 4 glasses of wine the night before, I know I am no longer 20!  But I still wake up and want my husband to look at me and want me, so I do my hair and make up and dress becomingly.  I still work out and want to be viewed as desirable, especially by my hubby, but admiration elsewhere doesn’t hurt either!  I want my kids to see that I am their mommy, but to everyone else I am Courtney.  Its important that they know that I have my independence and I give some of my time every day to fulfilling my own needs and wants.  I wear all the hats of Mom, Wife, and Daughter, but my most important hat is keeping in touch with me, Courtney, the woman!

I may not be that pretty little girl at 20, but damn does it feel even better to be me at 30!