So are you all wondering how this new non-new year's resolution thing is going?
Today's (last night actually) weight: 217
Pounds to go: 47
Yesterday's Menu: Cup of tea, a Tall skinny Mocha Mocha at Biggby, Left over Venison Steak slow-cooked in Cream of Mushroom Soup (the healthy version), a diet coke a Strawberry/banana/wildberry smoothie (from a syrup not real fruit), hambergers out of ground sausage, and tatter tots (and yes, there was ketcup, mustard, onions, mayo, and pickles on that non-hamberg hamberger) and I feel guilty about this one: two Krispy Kreme Donuts...really guilty, I don't think I'll touch another one!
Yesterday's workout: 20 min eliptical (avg 125 rpm), 3 sets of twenty tricep things...with 10lbs, 3 sets of 15 ab things...90lbs, and then I ran out of time.
Total time: a little over a half hour.
I worked out four days last week...it must have been the Krispy Kremes. I have been a bundle of energy too, I must say. ...But extremely exhausted by the end of the day too and I can't figure out why. I very much look forward to my workouts...especially the eliptical. I really wish I would have had more time because last week Friday I did 30 minutes and it felt GREAT! I was looking forward to another 30 minutes and I had really good momentum. Tonight I'll prly try 30 minutes on the Elipitical, 15 or 20 minutes on the bike, 90 lbs on the ab thing cause it was a real struggle last night, and a short walk or something. I have tons of time today...I don't have to have dinner ready until 10:30p.
okay, our schedules these days are totally crazy! Don works til 10p (on tuesdays and Thursdays) and I work at 7:30am every morning and we go into GR at the same time and gas. So on Tuesdays and Thursdays I leave the car at school for Don to take home and then I hop on the bus home and my little gym is right at the bus stop and its a short mile from our apartment. On Mondays its 7:30 til about 6:00 when we both get home. Wednesday we have Detention so we're getting home aroun 9:00p and Friday neither one of us have school or work...tho I volunteer at a Pregnancy Center on the first and third Fridays. Don has class on Saturday from 8a-12n. What a drag...but I get tons of cleaning done (sorry Nae). I also like the peace of a still apartment. As I clean its like I'm picking up the pieces of myself and my week and putting them back in order. Its quite cleansing...in sooo many ways. Sunday its off to GR to pick up Antwionette for church, church, lunch (with Antwionette most weeks), and then back to GR to bring her home. Draining but more so rewarding. And back to school and work on Monday.
My weeks end up being about 45-46 ish hours in four and a half days, anywhere from 8-17 letters to girls who won't write back, chasing after POs and Caseworkers at the moment, teaching crocheting to kids (three days a week now), putting together a Serve Trip and finding money for it, and...harrassing one girl calling me from class. Grrr... ...Fun...
Enough...I guess I can see why I'm exhausted by the end of the day tho.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Not an New Years Resolution
This is a lifetime resolution. There was a time back in college where I was nearly obsessive about my daily (and I do mean daily with the exception of Sunday, the ultimate day of rest) work out. Monday-Wednesday-Friday was an hour of cardio (30 minute walk/jog, 30 bike) and an hour of weight lifiting (abs, biceps, triceps, tighs, etc...). When I got my belly button pierced near the end of my first year (my nearly OCD phase) I was starting to see some rip (170 pounds/76kg on a six foot frame). It was pretty sweet. I soon learned that this (for so many reason) was an unhealthy behavior from me so tho I didn't really ban myself from the rec center, I cut way back.
So I went to Fiji and there was a time there that I was walking daily granted there wasn't any rain at 5am (and yes, that is not a typo when I say 5am, it truly was a 5am...a strange, bright, broad daylight 5am action) that I would walk the seawall a mile or so one way with a friend (when you have the sea right there, why not???). That action ended.
But here is the honest truth from a girl who isn't afraid of it. When I came back from Fiji I was a very thin 158 pounds/70.5kg (according to the height-weight porportion chart, it was 3 pounds over the minimum...so it was thin). So at that rate, I honestly didn't mind putting on a pound or two. Tho I will always say that the first wedding dress I tried on was a whopping size 8.
Well, that was two years ago and today (no lie) I weigh 218pounds/97.3 kg (185 is the max for my height-weight chart thingie). Honestly, for all of you who actually know me, I truly am okay with this. I'm not barfing and I'm still eating (well, you know how far I've come). I'm happy to be where I am because I still do look hot. But that doesn't mean I don't want to drop a few pounds either.
My ideal weight, and something to work for, for myself, my health, my ability to bear children in a couple years: 170 lbs/76 kg. It's a size 12 (my actual wedding dress size). I had always been a size 12 (tho a smaller size 12) thru high school and college.
To help me do this: my neighborhood Snap Fitness Center. Its open 24/7 as they give you an access card and they have an awesome online supporty system. So today, I start it. I start not as a new years resolution that will be forgotten last week but because I want to be healthy. I want to be menatlly 'stable' (in so many ways...literally it would take ages to dig down to the depths and only cover the years since College). I want to have healthy pregnancies when we do decide to have children. I want to honor God not only with my work, but how I treat my body.
And so I start:
Today's weight 218 lbs.
Pounds to Go: 48 lbs
Today's menu: Lunch: a small/100g-ish bag of Doritos, 20oz of Diet Coke, Chex Mix (100g bag), half a pack of star bursts...cut me some slack I forgot my lunch and only had four bucks. A bagel for after work, and for dinner, two hambergers, some fries, (not fast food) and two juice boxes.
Today's workout: 20 bike, 10 Eliptical, 100 ab crunch machine thing, 30 incline sit ups (3.5 feet-ish), tricep things, and a 6 min walk/cool down. Total time: almost an hour.
Until later.
So I went to Fiji and there was a time there that I was walking daily granted there wasn't any rain at 5am (and yes, that is not a typo when I say 5am, it truly was a 5am...a strange, bright, broad daylight 5am action) that I would walk the seawall a mile or so one way with a friend (when you have the sea right there, why not???). That action ended.
But here is the honest truth from a girl who isn't afraid of it. When I came back from Fiji I was a very thin 158 pounds/70.5kg (according to the height-weight porportion chart, it was 3 pounds over the minimum...so it was thin). So at that rate, I honestly didn't mind putting on a pound or two. Tho I will always say that the first wedding dress I tried on was a whopping size 8.
Well, that was two years ago and today (no lie) I weigh 218pounds/97.3 kg (185 is the max for my height-weight chart thingie). Honestly, for all of you who actually know me, I truly am okay with this. I'm not barfing and I'm still eating (well, you know how far I've come). I'm happy to be where I am because I still do look hot. But that doesn't mean I don't want to drop a few pounds either.
My ideal weight, and something to work for, for myself, my health, my ability to bear children in a couple years: 170 lbs/76 kg. It's a size 12 (my actual wedding dress size). I had always been a size 12 (tho a smaller size 12) thru high school and college.
To help me do this: my neighborhood Snap Fitness Center. Its open 24/7 as they give you an access card and they have an awesome online supporty system. So today, I start it. I start not as a new years resolution that will be forgotten last week but because I want to be healthy. I want to be menatlly 'stable' (in so many ways...literally it would take ages to dig down to the depths and only cover the years since College). I want to have healthy pregnancies when we do decide to have children. I want to honor God not only with my work, but how I treat my body.
And so I start:
Today's weight 218 lbs.
Pounds to Go: 48 lbs
Today's menu: Lunch: a small/100g-ish bag of Doritos, 20oz of Diet Coke, Chex Mix (100g bag), half a pack of star bursts...cut me some slack I forgot my lunch and only had four bucks. A bagel for after work, and for dinner, two hambergers, some fries, (not fast food) and two juice boxes.
Today's workout: 20 bike, 10 Eliptical, 100 ab crunch machine thing, 30 incline sit ups (3.5 feet-ish), tricep things, and a 6 min walk/cool down. Total time: almost an hour.
Until later.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
News Worthy of a Post
I have "life altering" that is definitely worthy of a post! It all happened yesterday.
So I was with my new friend Alex and we went to Magnam Tattooing Inc. Tho I have no tattoos to admit to, I do have a new piercing!! Exciting isn't it? Yes, I got my nose done. Now my kids will have a mom with both a navel and nose piercings!
As for those kids, none so far nor in the next nine months.
Love to all!!
So I was with my new friend Alex and we went to Magnam Tattooing Inc. Tho I have no tattoos to admit to, I do have a new piercing!! Exciting isn't it? Yes, I got my nose done. Now my kids will have a mom with both a navel and nose piercings!
As for those kids, none so far nor in the next nine months.
Love to all!!
Friday, January 4, 2008
Happy New Year
Wow! Can you believe its already 2008! Maybe you're relieved, maybe you're sorry to see '07 go, maybe you are just a little undecided. I think I'm in that boat. Whatever the case, no matter what 2007 looked like for you, I hope this one is better.
I am still amazed at the fact that I can actually celebrate the holidays with my family without packing a suitcase to do so. To those of you who don't know me, last year was the first year in 8 that I didn't pack a suitcase, have travel arrangments, or the such in order to visit with ma and pa. Amazing, simply amazing.
Nothing too exciting happened over the holidays and as I reflect back on 2007, it was relatively dull...which was a welcomed change. Lets recap the past few years:
1999: graduated high school and started college
2000: spent my last summer at home
2001: moved to North Dakota for the summer to work at a national park
2002: moved to Australia to spend the summer, worked for YFC
2003: graduated college, moved to Fiji for two years, started playing the guitar.
2004: what didn't happen that year? where shall I start? taught middle schoolers (something I swore I'd never do), ran camps, hosted oversea-ers from my own country, cried...A LOT, almost gave up on my dream but stuck it out, yelled, screamed, moved residences four times, racked up 8800 air miles with United, had severe second degree burns, had the highest fever i ever remember (103.7 or .9 I can't remember), got scabbies, got blood poisoning, refused to see a doctor for two months while i had scabbies, endured an entire 6 or 7 days only hearing english for a total of 7 hours over the course of all those days (will never do that again), and I surprised my extended family by coming home for Christmas...among other things I'm sure. oh yeah, I met my hubby Dec 8 that year.
2005: became friends with, dated, and got engaged to my husband, supervised an intern, taught more 7th and 8th graders, hosted more overseas teams, made a lot of good friends...more friends than enemies, racked up about 10,000 air miles in less than two and a half weeks mind you, moved residences 2 times, grew a lot closer to God...among other things.
2006: moved back to the States (which is a hillarious story), told everyone I was engaged :) (I like keeping secrets), planned a wedding in 3 months, got married, got a new job (still with YFC), went 3 months without an income after we were married, barely survived winter, moved residences 2 times, worked really hard to adjust back to American everything...gained 60 pounds and got lost on "familiar" roads in the process (oops).
2007: I worked.
See...2007...dull! But oh so welcomed dull!
I am still amazed at the fact that I can actually celebrate the holidays with my family without packing a suitcase to do so. To those of you who don't know me, last year was the first year in 8 that I didn't pack a suitcase, have travel arrangments, or the such in order to visit with ma and pa. Amazing, simply amazing.
Nothing too exciting happened over the holidays and as I reflect back on 2007, it was relatively dull...which was a welcomed change. Lets recap the past few years:
1999: graduated high school and started college
2000: spent my last summer at home
2001: moved to North Dakota for the summer to work at a national park
2002: moved to Australia to spend the summer, worked for YFC
2003: graduated college, moved to Fiji for two years, started playing the guitar.
2004: what didn't happen that year? where shall I start? taught middle schoolers (something I swore I'd never do), ran camps, hosted oversea-ers from my own country, cried...A LOT, almost gave up on my dream but stuck it out, yelled, screamed, moved residences four times, racked up 8800 air miles with United, had severe second degree burns, had the highest fever i ever remember (103.7 or .9 I can't remember), got scabbies, got blood poisoning, refused to see a doctor for two months while i had scabbies, endured an entire 6 or 7 days only hearing english for a total of 7 hours over the course of all those days (will never do that again), and I surprised my extended family by coming home for Christmas...among other things I'm sure. oh yeah, I met my hubby Dec 8 that year.
2005: became friends with, dated, and got engaged to my husband, supervised an intern, taught more 7th and 8th graders, hosted more overseas teams, made a lot of good friends...more friends than enemies, racked up about 10,000 air miles in less than two and a half weeks mind you, moved residences 2 times, grew a lot closer to God...among other things.
2006: moved back to the States (which is a hillarious story), told everyone I was engaged :) (I like keeping secrets), planned a wedding in 3 months, got married, got a new job (still with YFC), went 3 months without an income after we were married, barely survived winter, moved residences 2 times, worked really hard to adjust back to American everything...gained 60 pounds and got lost on "familiar" roads in the process (oops).
2007: I worked.
See...2007...dull! But oh so welcomed dull!
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