Weekly Weigh In

Only 3 more weeks and I will be half way to my goal of losing all this weight in 1 year.  I'm happy to say that I'm currently 3lbs past half way in the weight department.  Problem is, it's only going to get harder.  But that's Ok, if it were easy, everyone would be fit.

So here's this morning's date with the scale...

Down another 1.6lbs!  I can't wait to see the 170's next week!  I haven't been in the 170s since my honeymoon 5 years ago! I told the hubby about it this morning and he said "Wow, you're gonna catch me, I might actually have to exercise."  (He is at 176)
I told him "You bet your ass I'm gonna catch you! And run right past without looking back!"

Last night was bowling, which pretty much always means unhealthy eating and beer.  Well, yesterday morning was so motivational that I got a pizza and a LARGE salad for me.  I had the one smallest piece of pizza and my salad before leaving, only had ONE BEER (yeah don't know how I did that) and a small slice of pizza at bowling.  I was all about accomplishment yesterday!  Not so much today...

This morning's run wasn't any where near as motivating as yesterday's.  I almost didn't get up.  But I did, And I started to run, but my whole body felt like jello.  My muscles were sore and worn out from yesterday's run.  Driving home from work last night my thighs ached just driving.  So I walked for a mile this morning and called it quits.  Hey, it's better than nothing... And it took me a long time to get over that "All or nothing" attitude.

Have a good weekend my Peeps!  Get up, get out and get some exercise!

Skinny Jeans

I want to start off this post with a big thanks to Jenn for her post on Just Jenn yesterday.  She totally motivated my run this morning and I feel great!

My plan from yesterday worked!  I had my ass out of bed at 4 and ready to run by 4:10!  I literally had 2 seconds logged on the treadmill when Laney woke up.  I went, I fed her and oh so thankfully got her back to sleep by 4:30.

Since I knew the bottles and lunch were done I planned to run for 30 minutes.  I did a 3 minute warm up walk and bumped the pace up to 5mph.  It felt good to be moving.
Until about the 10 minute mark.  I was getting tired, a little winded and had that ache in my side.  I took a sip of water and said you can stop when you reach 3 miles or 30 minutes whichever comes first.
Over the next 10 minutes I got down on myself.  Why is this so hard?  Has my lack of exercise really done this much damage to my body?  I know I can do this!
When the 20 minute mark hit I felt like I was dying.  I wanted to stop.  I scolded myself: NO! You have to go at least another 5 minutes, then you can count the cool down as part of your 30 minutes. (In reality I haven't even run a full 20 minutes in probably 2 months).
The next 5 minutes I kept looking at my wedding picture (strategically placed next to the treadmill) and thinking, I've almost got you(only 7lbs away).  I'd look at the time and count down the minutes.
And when that clock hit 25:00 I said: You just did 5 minutes, you can do 5 more.  You aren't gonna puke or fall over, keep going...
And guess what?  I DID IT! And then continued with a 5 minute cool down.  I was actually surprised I didn't have runner's high, but I did and still do feel completely accomplished and proud of myself.  Especially after seeing this when logging in to Nike+ this morning...

That's right, I ran a 9:20 mile and finished a 5K in just over 31 minutes!  The last mile sucked, but it was still my fastest and my fastest EVER!  So once again Thank You Jenn!  

And after all that my my lame post about my First Skinny Jeans Ever seems kinda lame!

My legs still aren't perfect (I'll probably never think they are), but I have some confidence back!  The compliments on my outfit yesterday really helped.  I still have a little muffin top in these size 15s! But it won't be long and it will be gone.  I can't wait to take the next pic when they are baggy!

Maybe tomorrow I'll touch on the color of clothes...

PS - I pushed myself so much on my run this morning, the muscles in my arms and my abs were sore from keeping form!

Times are Changing...

It just amazes me how much having kids can totally screw things up...

I don't really mean that in a bad way, I'm just getting frustrated.  Kids have this unbelievable way of realizing a routine is figured out and starts actually working well, and then they need to switch shit up...

For instance our schedule had been working perfectly for almost a month (as long as Laney isn't up all night) where she goes to bed around 7:30, I feed her once around midnight 1am, then she sleeps til 5:30 or so.  This meant my alarm went off at 3:30am, I hit snooze til almost 4am and I was up and on the treadmill by 4:15.  I'd get at least a 20 minute run before doing my cool down of preparing lunch and bottles for the day.

Well the last few days Laney has decided that she likes getting up about 4:30 rather than 5:30.  And it didn't matter what time she last ate.  Monday I at least got in a 15 minute run, but yesterday and today she woke up just as I was getting ready to get on the treadmill.

There is no way in hell I'm getting up earlier to work out.  Especially if I can't go to bed any earlier and there's no guarantee I'm going to get to sleep through the night.

This post could be full of excuses, but it's not going to be.  The fact is, I need to figure out a new routine to get things back in gear.  The only "excuse" I find even remotely acceptable is not getting enough sleep.  The fact is I just can't function on less that 6 hours of sleep, especially if it's consistently only 6 hours.  My body tends to need 7-8 or I'm falling asleep at my desk.

So my plan of attack for tonight is to get my lunch and bottles done so that I have an extra 15-20 minutes in the morning to do some sort of exercise.

Along with the changing theme, my clothes are changing too... I bought this last week, but was too self conscious to wear it...

Today I bit the bullet because I had to look professional.  Hooker boots always say professional, don't they?
I've actually had several compliments today and it feels good :-)

I did realize that I need to work on my sweater options in my closet though.  I love the way sweaters look, hate the way they feel.  I need to find some nice (cheap) sweaters that are cozy and not scratchy.

It's Going to Happen...

I’ve talked about doing this before and I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I’ve decided I’m definitely going to be merging my blogs in the near future.

 There are many reasons for doing this, but the main reason is that both blogs have a lot to do with each other. I can’t talk about my weight loss journey effectively without talking about my life and family. And my weight loss journey is a huge part of my life with my family. Plus the reality is, it’s a pain in the ass to keep up with 2 blogs and think of 2 different things to right about every day. Let alone find the time to write 2 blogs in a day. 

My plan is to take the posts from both blogs and merge them into one (I’ve read it can be done). Then continue with new posts that some days may be about weight loss, some days family and kids and possibly even both.

 My question for my wonderful followers… Any suggestions for a new blog name? I feel like the title of the blog should incorporate family and fitness, but I can’t think of anything I really like. Something as simple as Fit Mommy would work, I just don’t think that really “fits” right now, it’s a status I’m trying to achieve though! And if you have any suggestions on a host to use I’m all for hearing them. I like blogger, but I know wordpress can be good too. Anyone have any other hosts, or reasons why they like more than the other?

I hope everyone sticks around through the change….

Weekly Weigh In

Finally... This proves that you can do this without actual exercise.  Though I'm not sure why you'd want to cause if you don't have tone muscle you can be thin and still look like crap.

Anyway, here it is...

I can't even explain how happy I am to finally have a loss (worth being happy about) and have it be my new lowest weight!  I'm hoping my girls stay healthy and I can get some sleep next week so I can maybe get out of the 180's.  I'm going to make my goal 175 by Halloween, but if the amount of sleep I've been getting (last night was the most all week at 5 hours, with 3 interruptions) continues I'll take any loss I can get!

I really just can't wait to get some exercise (besides walking a baby around).  My body feels neglected.

Speaking of neglected, my morning was so off that the horrible mom I am forgot to pack diapers for the baby (the girls are with my MIL instead of sitters today) so I had to stop to get a package.  Then as I'm walking into work I notice I'm wearing these...

Totally forgot to change my shoes before leaving the house this morning...TGIF!

Go Me!

Yes I am proud of this picture. 6 months ago I would have eaten the whole damn thing and thought nothing of it.  But this is where I stopped this time! 

PS - about half a cup of rice went to my daughter and not in my mouth too!

The Crap Shoot Of Life

I had all intentions of turning things around this week.  And my intention was to start on Saturday.  *Notice the use of the word intentions*  Since I was a single mom Saturday, things didn’t really pan out.  I was still feeling the effects of the depression from Friday (which a nice long run would have done wonders for) and both girls got up at the crack ass of dawn.  Really, they were both up by 7am, and yes as much as I want this, I’m not getting my ass out of bed before 6am on a Saturday or Sunday.

Then plans changed drastically.  I was supposed to watch my 11 and 2 year old cousins while my aunt and uncle attended a banquette for my mom’s pool and poker leagues.  Turns out one of the kids wasn’t feeling well.  So mom, wonderful mom that she is, offered to buy me drinks if I could find a sitter.  After several hours of trying, I came up empty handed.

Then it was Pocca (my sister, Monica) to the rescue!  She wasn’t feeling up to going out so she drove all the way home from school to watch the girls for the night so I could go out.  She’s my hero!

I had a blast!  I can honestly say I was the best looking girl in the bar, except for the one 16 year old that came in to pick up her mom.  Many of the people I hadn’t seen since having baby number one.  All the compliments I received were awesome and so welcomed, I don’t think you could have punched the smile off my face!  Here I am enjoying a treat at the end of the night…

Sunday brought on Football, where I could have eaten better, but it was pretty much all I ate all day so I didn’t really care, plus I was a little hung over.  I was happy to get a nap during the game though.

And then the real shit storm started.  Laney was up most of the night Sunday night.  I didn’t get one straight hour of sleep.  She was up when my alarm went off at 3:30 and she was still up when I normally start my workout at 4 and still up again when I’m normally showering at 5.  Needless to say I didn’t work out, or shower…  I did take her to the doctor Monday, but Monday night wasn’t the best either.  Although I did at least get to sleep in my bed for an hour straight.  I didn’t get up to work out and then woke up freaking out at 5:50 because I fell asleep feeding her at 4:30 (after turing my alarm off) and only had 30 minutes to get out the door.  Last night was a little better, but by 2am she was screaming out every half hour or so trying to comfortable.  Yeah, no workout today either.  I’m running on fumes and wondering if this little story here is even going to make sense when I’m done.  And honestly I’m not going to go back and read it, I might fall asleep right here if I do.

So here’s to hoping for more sleep tonight and the strength to get my ass out of bed in the morning…