BlogLovin!

25 Apr

With Google Reader taking a poop come July 1st–if you haven’t moved your blogs from that site then get on it–I have decided to read all my blogs through BlogLovin. I’m also going to check out Feedly at some point; however, at this time they make you download their “site” to your computer and it’s not a site you can read the blogs from. Something like that, I don’t know, I just know I don’t care for their style at the moment.

Sooo, because of that I’m claiming my blog over on BlogLovin so I can view statistics and stuff. If you use BlogLovin and have a blog did you know you could do this? It’s super easy! The directions are simple and my brain didn’t crumb from internet lingo so I consider it a win. But the below link is what BlogLovin will search for and allow me to claim my blog, kind of odd but whatever.

<a href=”http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/7195067/?claim=x4hyhrjjqzs”>Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a>

Other than that not much else is going on with me. I haven’t posted since I spilled my guts in March about my weight. Thank you so much to everyone who left a message, I appreciate all the encouraging words (even Jess’ swift kick in the pants-ha!).

Facing Truth

17 Mar

I stepped on the scale this past weekend and registered at 270lbs. I stared at the number, 2-7-0. Earlier in the week I was around 264 so I figured water retention or something but still, it was truth, my 5’5″ frame weighed that much. I’ve slipped back to 267, but still, that’s WAY off from where I should be. A good 100+lbs actually too high, but baby steps. I’ve had a whisper in my head for a year now to not ignore my health. This time last year I was living a healthier life, eating well, was 35lbs lighter and HAPPY with myself and the changes I was making. And then it all reversed course.

After I weighed myself I decided to do something I’ve never done before….I took a photo of myself like they do on The Biggest Loser*. I was disgusted. I didn’t realize, to a point, how I looked. When you’re uncomfortable with your body you avoid looking in mirror below boob-level. Now I know what I look like. I have it captured in lots of little pixels making up an image. I do.not.like.it. My lumps are on top of already not feeling the best. I get winded. I look pregnant. I have a large chest so when my stomach began to poke out farther I could have shopped in maternity for around the 5 months along mark. So depressing.

After sulking for a bit I picked up my phone and got on Twitter. I had recently seen Jessica Smith post about her latest walking workout video and I was interested. The last time I tried to Zumba a few months ago I was so winded and just felt like a dancing marshmallow man that I left feeling worse than when I started class. The video should arrive on my doorstep today–a full review to come so keep a look out!

Speaking of Jessica, I follow her over on PopSugar and last spring won a pair of adorable Fila compression pants and a tank top, which I need to now fit back into. I love all the content on her personal site and also over on PopSugar! If you’ve never visited either site I encourage you to go as they’re very helpful.

The weird thing is I know what it takes to lose weight, I just.don’t.do.it. I also know I’m the one holding myself back. It’s not like I broke my back and can’t workout! I also can control what I put in my mouth and there are days where I feel like a crack addict but my choice of drug is junk food or candy. All choices I ignore and don’t make the right ones. One of those choices being I don’t go to the gym I pay for every month, yet I am debating on keeping it or not. I haven’t been in months. I hate the treadmill. The class schedules don’t usually work for me; either the class is before I can get there after work or later in the evening and that’s the time I want to be home and already enjoying time with my husband…who wants to be at the gym at 8pm? Not me. So I don’t know what to do. It doesn’t help I spend $62 a month to go to that place and I’m just wasting my money (by not going). I do love their weight section and if I can get back into weights I definitely need their heavier weights because while I may be out-of-shape weight and cardio wise I’m still a pretty strong gal.

But before I go, Jessica’s article on the emotional eating cycle is a good one to read. I need to remember to put the candy down and get out for a walk. Lord knows I live in a beautiful area and could use the fresh air!

What would you do? Give up the gym, save the money and give it a try at home? Or get back to the gym because home workouts tend to not work?

*That photo will never make its way to the internet. Ever. Even if I transform my body and look like Jessica Biel.

Disclaimer: Jessica Smith does not know who I am and I was not given free product, asked to write about her video or to do a review.

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Yeah, so, about that.

17 Mar

I promised to touch base about my weekend. It would have been better if I completed my to-do list.

Saturday I felt like funk. I just didn’t feel right and stayed home all day. The day was dreary, gray and even if I had felt well I probably would have stayed home anyway. Weather like that drags me down.

Northern_Flicker

Sunday I rolled out of bed bright eyed and better off that I did the day before. Then came the flicker that pecked on the side of our house.

I’m pretty sure my neighbors think I’m crazy because I flung open the bedroom window and yelled at the bird flying jackhammer to take a hike. My husband then informed me you can’t shoot a woodpecker, they’re endangered. But it wasn’t a woodpecker, it was a flicker, there’s a difference*. Most, if not all, people would be ticked a bird was trying to put a hole in the side of their house; however, if you recall, we had siding and trim replaced in various areas and the entire house repainted back in August of last year. Way too soon to get a hole in the house!

Day 1 of the weekend was spent in the house basically and just not interested in much.

Sunday I managed to get out and about around lunch time but was back by 1:30. The rest of the day I drooled over delicious dishes featured on Rachael Allen‘s special aired episodes on PBS. If you don’t know Rachael Allen she’s known as the “Cooking Queen of Ireland” and her style is laid back and makes me want to get into the kitchen….and hopefully not burn the dish.

The next thing I knew it was dinner time.

That happens alot. Doesn’t help due to the SSS I suffer from—HA!

So no, I managed to not get any of my to-do list done. Which means the tasks now lurk over me during the week. That’s even worse.

I want to know, what should you have done over the weekend that you didn’t?

*I would never actually hurt an animal on purpose. Please don’t leave a ranting PETA type message in the comments. I was just frustrated at the time, we’ve all been there.

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I must…

15 Mar

Get off my ass on the weekends. I must! I don’t know if it’s because of the cold weather we’ve had but lately my weekends are not productive. And let’s not talk about during the week when I get home because I’ve been a slouch.

to-do list

This weekend I WILL do the following:

  • Make up a menu for the coming week
  • Declutter the bedroom of all my crap that prevents the room from feeling like a relaxing place–as a bedroom should be!
  • Go grocery shopping for healthy, non-prepackaged, foods – so I’m not tempted to eat out or not cook

I know that’s a short list but I’m going to try and be practical. I can’t go from lazy butt to Martha Stewart in a weekend. But then again I also don’t have a full staff of people to keep my house spotless like she does either—wonder when that woman last cleaned a toilet? Decades maybe? HA!

I’m going to report back on Monday and I will not tell a lie. This blog is not a place of false images. I hate blogs like that. They make you feel like you’re not accomplished, driven, motivated or all those other words that fill ones head when in fact that’s just not the case. I bet you know a blog like that. ::wink::

My number one problem, I get sidetracked. My husband calls it seeing squirrels syndrome. I start to go through a box and then the next thing you know I’m sitting down on the floor going through pictures and the rest is history. Or I find things I’ve forgotten I have, it’s like they’re new again! Ya get me?

However, if I find a fire is brewing under my butt and I do more, the weather will be amazing this weekend, then I will proudly toot my horn that I was productive.

Have a wonderful weekend folks. I can tell spring is on its way!

Do you have a good tip to share to keep me on track and **squirrel!!!**

Remember to Enjoy Dance

4 Feb
Beyonce: Pepsi Super Bowl XLVII Halftime Show

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My mom called last night during the Super Bowl. “Are you watching the halftime show?” she asked. Of course I was. I love Beyonce. Some people say she can’t sing, I disagree, but that’s how I feel. Plus, if I ever had to sing to save my life then I’d be in trouble, let’s put it that way. What I like most about Beyonce though is the performance. The dancing! I have been dancing since I could walk, that’s what I say at least. The girl can dance, that’s for sure. I was also excited to see Michelle and Kelly pop up on stage too; however, I think Michelle had a small “Oh shit!” moment because it looked like when she came up from below that she almost didn’t land right and could have fallen over. Jettisoned up on the stage during the Super Bowl isn’t the time you want to fall on your ass. Nope.

My husband however doesn’t care for “that kind of music”. He’s a Motley Crue, Poison, Scorpions or anything country kinda boy. And that’s fine. I like all of that too. But he even admitted that Beyonce’s performance was so much better than in years past with Madonna (who needs to retire) or that disaster that was the Rolling Stones a few years ago. Thankfully my husband knows my love of dancing so he put up with my booty shaking/arm waving party I had for myself in front of the couch. Bless him.

Dancing is like dreaming with your feet!  ~Constanze

After that was all over, and I caught my breath, I got to thinking about how much I used to dance. I don’t do it as often anymore because I’m so out of shape. It also doesn’t help that my jelly seems to shake more than it used and that really bugs me. I don’t feel confident. That’s the big problem. Even when I go to my Zumba class I don’t get with it like I used to either. Mostly because I can’t keep up because I’m heavier but I’m also trying to remain upright and breath correctly so I don’t get a side cramp.

Crappy cell phone camera photo

Bose SoundDock

I also used to dance more at home, that is until I got rid of my bulk stereo. No stereo system = no dancing around the house. I have an iPod but I use ear buds at work enough that I only allow my iPod blaring in my ears unless I’m at the gym. Know what I mean? My little ear holes kind of hurt if I use my ear buds too much! Well that changed this weekend when I finally picked up a Bose SoundDock for iPod at Sam’s Club and I loooooove it. The small unit even comes with a little remote and the quality of sound that comes from the speaker is amazing.

So here’s to more rump shaking and some calorie burning to go along with it. My jeans are a little snug so I need to fix that!

Do you perform halftime shows in your own living room? Do you use an iPod or a stereo system of sorts to rip it up?

Well hello 2013….and Sheldon Cooper

4 Jan

I almost forgot I had a blog. I couldn’t even remember my login and password. Good grief.

So how are ya? Wait, is anyone still around to read my ramblings? ::scratches head::  I wouldn’t blame someone for bailing on me. You can only have a blog and readers to talk to if you post to it! But then again I write for me first and foremost. That’s what “they” say any blogger should do, and I agree. Plus, in ten years I want to pull up the archives and have a good giggle at myself. However, connecting with readers who some become new friends is a close second. The friends I’ve made along the way is icing on the cake for me and I cherish the friendships I’ve made over the years from blogging. I love the internet!

If you Google who created the internet you get a shpeal about not one person alone is responsible, blah blah, but some professor sent the first transmission. Nope, I tell my husband that Sheldon Cooper created the internet. He’s my moon pie!

And this year I didn’t set up a resolution for myself. They never come to fruition. Let’s just say I posted for the first time in 2013 and I want to do it again real soon; however, I’m not promising myself I’ll post even once a week. I have Big Bang Theory reruns to keep up on after all!

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