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Just Do It.

This morning I woke up when my husband got up to go to the bathroom. That little fit broad that lives inside of me, told to get up and go. Yesterday morning I was supposed to have todays motivation…but it didn’t exactly happen that way.

I laid my clothes out on Thursday night, even set my alarm. (set my alarm to work out??? When did I become this crazy person???) I got up, played on my phone a bit then lost all motivation to do anything but go back to bed. I did manage to get all my crops planted and send a few planes on Township. (an ongoing obsession…don’t judge)

Today, I didn’t even look at my phone. No. I take that back. I did look at my phone, only to check to see if there was a deposit in our bank account. We have been waiting since February for Duane’s SSDI back pay. They apparently are in no hurry to get it to us. You can’t just tell a person, hey you will be getting 7-9k sometime.  We have had this money spent a hundred different ways in our heads. Needless to say. It wasn’t there. Again.  I just didn’t wanna be walking around some stupid track with a bunch of money in the bank. (This is why I live the way I do. I like to spend money!!!)

I threw my workout clothes on. My shirt was a little snug and I debated on changing it as I can’t stand a tight shirt. Not that it bothers me much. It’s a self conscious thing. I don’t want to be that girl anymore. Instead…I kept the shirt on, as motivation. This is why I keep doing this. This is why I skip dessert. (most of the time). This is why I count my calories and think about everything I put in my body. This is why I set that alarm. This is why I get up and “do it”.

The last several weeks, I have been walking around town rather than the track. We have had a dog problem and the last time I was out early in the am, I had my Ipod on and I couldn’t even hear this dog barking at me. He could have ripped my whole face off before I knew he was there. Needless to say, it did get me moving a bit faster.

I was the first one at the track this morning. As I got out of my car, an older couple pulled up. I, being my typical cheery self, said “GOOD MORNING!!!”. Now either they snubbed me completely or their “Good Morning” was not as perky as mine. Either way…they were not happy to be there with me. (just a sense) After a couple laps…they left.

I was later joined by an older lady. I see this lady out walking a lot while I am out. She looked to be maybe 70 or so. (but I am horrible at guessing age…she could have been 90). She followed me around the track a couple times. I turned my head to keep an eye on her. (I was not about to be passed by a 90 year old woman) At some point she passed me on the inner lane (I always walk the outer). She startled me at first cuz I was in a Jason Aldean “The Truth” concert all by myself for just a moment. When she first passed me, I started to walk faster (again…she had several years on me). Then I thought, she is in the inner lane, just let her go. I wasn’t feeling up to racing this sweet little thing. After she got about 10-15 feet in front of me. She started doing arm exercises and I giggled at first as I would never do this out in public for all the world to see. She didn’t care. She did it anyway. I then looked at the varicose veins in her legs and the speed she was going and I thought. How absolutely wonderful. Why can’t everyone do this at her age? At 70, my Mom could only walk short distances without becoming short of air and complaining of leg pain.

I knew right then and there. This was gonna be me. I want this to be me. I need this to be me. At that moment, my arms started hurting as well. I was on my 2nd mile and they were just kinda hanging there. So I followed her lead. A couple laps later, she walked off the track. I didn’t see her go to her car and I wondered what she was doing. When I got to the gate I looked over at her to make sure she didn’t collapse or something. Would you believe she was stretching? I smiled at her and picked up my pace. Got a couple more laps in then poured myself into my car and went home.




Current Weight: 176

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The last 6 months I have tried to have the same routine. As much as possible with a 4 year old @ home. My typical day would be get up at 5, get dressed and ready for work and then sit on the couch and look at my cell phone for 30 minutes. Today I woke up at 4:30 and convinced myself to get up. That extra 30 minutes of sleep wasn’t gonna help much anyway. Right?

My original plan was to get up and workout to one of the 20 DVDs I have. (I have been fat…pretty much since birth so I have accumulated QUITE the collection). I got up, not wanting to work out AT ALL. After all, it was only 4:30 and I was tired. Really tired. I managed to eat a bowl of Raisin Bran and got a wild idea to walk the track for 30 minutes before I go to work. The track is right next to the nursing home that I work at. (what an ingenious plan right???)

A few months ago when the weather first started to warm up, I would go to the track after work. I really enjoyed it. Most of the time I am out there alone and I feel like the only person in the world. I have very very little time to myself so what I do get…I cherish. I bought myself an IPOD (music lover) and made this a routine until the high school started having track meets after school. This threw a rock into my plans. Eventually I just stopped going and started using my treadmill. That gets boring real quick!  Liam (my 4 year old) can’t stand for me to be away from him for long after I get home from work (he is currently singing in bathtub or I wouldn’t have time to write this for you to enjoy!)

I managed to walk 2 miles before I clocked in @ 6am. It is a great time of the day to walk and hope to develop a routine by doing this. Today was very humid. I have laid out clothes for tomorrow to wear instead of my scrubs (today was a last minute decision)

Fail to Plan. Plan to Fail.

So I have a plan! Having said that, I have been exhausted all day!!! I wanted to come home and take a nap but the Prince won’t have it. Our bedtime is a special time. Typically, we go to bed @ 730 or 8 and then tell stories, sing, spell, read (pretty much whatever the Prince wants to do) Last night we found a game called Magic Kingdoms and we both loved it.  We are hoping to get to Florida later this year and WE LOVE DISNEY!!! By the time Liam fell asleep and I moved him over to where he usually sleeps, I didn’t get to sleep until around 11. 

Needless to say, I’m a tired girl. 

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Progress Pics

Look at me learning!!!

My camera uploads to my phone and tablet but unfornutely, my desktop is not that smart.

My workouts are 90% walking. This means….MY LEGS LOOK GREAT! (Ignore the very dirty floor mat)Very proud of them! My arms…are getting there. Trying to do weights a little more but not fond of them. Maybe I will be when they become a bit more defined?!?!

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New Me! New Blog

As most of you probably know, I have been blogging for years. I love it. I do. I just wish I would do it more often. It has always been so much easier for me to write what I want to say than to speak it. I guess it stems from social anxiety I have been carrying for years.

New Readers?

See what you have missed here:

And Then There Were 3

and my most recent health/weight loss blog here:

My Weight Loss Journey

All caught up?


I started this day with the intention of making 1 blog post to each page as it has been a while since I have updated either. I started messing around with the format of my page. I couldn’t get it just the way I wanted and kinda hate that I have 2 blogs anyway so…

That brings us here.

Welcome! Thank you for visiting my site. It is still under construction and yes as basic as it is right now…took about 2 hours to get me here! Blah! I was gonna workout! Ha! Good thing the day is still young AND my day off!

First things first. Most of you are probably here because you have been following my weight loss goals. The other half? Not sure but hope you are enjoying yourself! If not, I guess you will be closing this page soon.


Where was I? Avoiding the topic at hand I guess. About a month ago, I went off my Phentermine pills. They were helping me lose weight but I wasn’t keen on the way they were making me feel. Since then I have been trying just to maintain my weight loss, which is a struggle in its own. I am remembering why I went on the pills now but in the end, I try to remind myself why I started this journey. I want to be healthy. I want to feel better and more than anything, I want to be here as long as I can for my children. My Mom only made it to 71. (NOT LONG ENOUGH!!!!) I miss her every single day but luckily I see her in my dreams pretty frequently. Just last night, she went to Disney with me!! (Something we never got to do while she was alive….#1 because we never had the money. #2 the only time she would fly was for medical reason and absolutely against her will)

My diet has been less than the best and workout? Ugh. I don’t even wanna type that word. I am burnt out. I am going into my 6th month of this stuff. I haven’t given up. I know I need to push myself further to get the results I want. For some reason, with the warmer weather, I have a whole new list of things I want to do. One of those things is eat ice cream. God I love ice cream. The best thing about living in a small town is there isn’t the temptation of a multitude of fast food restaurants. Having said that. There is still the Taste “E” Freeze!!!

And that is a real problem. They have the best ice cream in the whole wide world!!!

Luckily, I have the will power to only visit on my cheat days although my husband mentions it daily. (Sorry Pump)

Current weight: 179 (Goal Weight: 145)