A Slap in the Face

I'm not sure if I have shared this before- if I have, I am sure I didn't elaborate.  I believe that the turning point for me, the one that made me want to really change and be better, was the realization that I had let go of myself.

 

Sure, after I got married, I gained some weight.  I didn't shave my legs as often.  I went without make-up sometimes.  Then, I had T.  That's when I stopped brushing my teeth at night and started neglecting my nightly skin routine.  And I gained more weight.  And I really quit shaving my legs.  And I quit buying clothes.  And the very worst- I slacked on my relationship with God.

 

 

I have really been missing Him.

 

 

T is signed up for pre-school at a local church.  I have been wanting to visit there for several months, but I kept waiting for the three of us to be able to go as a family.  It's intimidating to me to go to a new church by myself.  Anyway, with Andy out of town practically all summer, I decided yesterday to just go.  I contacted one of my cousins who goes there to see if she would be going to the same service and if I could sit with them.  I e-mailed the church for a campus map because the link on their site was broken.  Then, last night while I was making dinner, my door bell rang.  It was a man and two women from this particular church.  They were going door to door to invite people.  I told them that I was actually planning on visiting this Sunday and introduced myself.  I was probably the easiest door they knocked on all night!!

 

I was telling Andy about it, and I said, "I think that was God slapping me in the face."

He said, "I think it's more like He knocked your teeth down your throat!"

 

 

I truly believe that with God, all things are possible.  I know that He always provides, and He will support me on my journey.  I am so grateful for the continuous blessings bestowed upon us that we do not deserve.

 

Whatever you are struggling with- your weight, your finances, your mother :) - God can bring you through it if you just give it to Him.

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Before I Lose It Again...

Back in May (the 6th, to be exact), I had taken my pre-Advocare Cleanse measurements.  I took my measurements on Friday the 12th, but it just felt like no fun to share them with nothing to compare them to.  Naturally, I accidentally found them when I had given up ever finding them again.

Before, 5/6/13:

Chest: 40
Waist: 41
Hips:  55
Thigh: 28.5


After, 7/12/13:
Chest: 39
Waist: 39
Hips: 52.5
Thigh: 24.5
Bicep, Left Arm: 12.5

Difference:
Chest: 1
Waist: 2
Hips: 2.5
Thigh: 4
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Total: 9.5 inches

I am pleasantly surprised and super excited about this.  I feel like the scale has been super stubborn, but I also feel like I am looking leaner- this justifies that feeling.

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If I had one extra hour in the day.... I would probably sew, read or get my fat ass on the elliptical.  I can sleep when I'm dead.

 

I wish my name was... Birdie.  duh.  Or Pearl or Ava or something else old lady awesome.

 

I think anything chevron... should be on clearance.  It's over people, just let it go in peace.

 

My last nightmare... involved my sister-in-law having an AWFUL wedding.  Seriously, she didn't get the kind of wedding she wanted at all, no invitations were sent out so no one came, my other SIL was wearing someone else's too big tea length wedding dress instead of a bridesmaids dress, and there was no amazing ring. I think the food was good, though.

 

Sometimes... I want to sell everything we own and move somewhere else and just take a freakin' risk!  Hello, Nashville!

 

My last meal on earth would be... Steak, medium rare; bacon cheese fries; blue cheese chopped salad from Outback; and lobster.

 

I would much rather _____ than _____... I would much rather be an entrepreneur than work for someone else. 

 

Mayonnaise... isn't my favorite condiment.

 

10 Years Ago, I didn't think... I would ever be a working mother.  I thought I would stay home with my babies until they started school.  I also thought I would be independently wealthy.

 

Selfishly... I would like to spend an hour each week laying in a lawn chair sunning, reading, and sipping on Sonic drink BY MYSELF.  Seriously, it sounds like the most indulgent luxury ever.

 

My favorite show on tv right now... Ink Master?  Tattoo Nightmares?  The Golden Girls?  I don't know, I don't think I have a favorite.  I have always sucked at being a fan.

 

And George Zimmerman... Hhhhhhhhhh...this topic should be on the same shelf as chevron.

 

 



Weigh Day

I am officially down 19.4 lbs!

While I am glad the number is going down, I would be lying if I said I was happy with the pace.  So, I am setting a new mini-goal:  I would like to lose at least 10 lbs in the next 5 weeks. That's only 2 lbs a week- I can do it!!

I don't even know where to start...

The hubs had been out of town for almost four weeks.  He told me he might get to come home for the 4th.  Then he told me it wasn't going to happen.  I was super bummed- like in tears/borderline depressed bummed.  I spent the first part of my week off doing stuff around the house and staying as busy as possible all while managing to mope at the same time.  His mom randomly called me last Wednesday to see what I was doing and if I could help her with something.  I was actually at my local quilt shop with my Mama and T to buy some fabric, so she was just going to meet us there.  I was having yardage cut when I heard the door open- I noticed a man walk in with a "Chubby, Tattooed, Bearded, & Awesome" t-shirt.  I thought, "Andy has that shirt, what are the odds?"  And then I realized IT WAS ANDY!!!  He flew in and surprised me.  It was pretty much one of the most romantic moments of my whole life.

We crammed as much family fun and date time that we possibly could into 4 days.  We went to the Dallas World Aquarium, a Rangers game, we ate meals, we shopped, we spent time doing things around the house, we spent time with our families.  We had a great time!

NSV: The scale has been super stubborn this week, but I feel like I am definitely smaller in the belly.  People have been telling me I look skinny this week, too!  I have this one pair of capri pants that I believe are like my magic pants because I am usually wearing them when I get these compliments.  I will be weighing and recording it here on Friday.  I should probably take measurements, too; but I don't know if I could handle no change there right now.  I know- I should stop being a weenie and suck it up and do it anyway.

I went to the doctor last week, and he told me I need to quit worrying about calories and really start watching the glycemic index of what I eat.  He said that because of my strong family history and my current weight, I need to basically start eating and treating my body like I am already diabetic.  It should help me lose weight, which would help prevent diabetes.  He gave me some information, but I have found some websites and bought a book so I can do my own research and figure out what to change about my meals.   I think for the most part I am kind of naturally eating this way, but I know I could definitely stand to cut out some more sugar- I am a candy addict. 

Finally, I have struggled with readjusting to my work schedule after being off for 10 days.  I am completely wiped by the time I get T to bed.  I plan on adding workouts back in this next week.  I have a new mini goal that feels kind of hard core to me- I will elaborate on that tomorrow.