Saturday, May 28, 2011

Memorial Day Weekend

My vacation is slowly coming to an end and that SUCKS! I've really enjoyed not having to work. I got into a little schedule of getting up around 8am, feeding the cats (there is no way around this-they will kill me if I don't feed them first thing), checking twitter, facebook and of course, getting my run in.

I wanted to work out every day this week and I have. So far. I have run 23 miles. Which is not a lot for me when I was training for my half, but the past few weeks I have done 18 miles or so. Which again, is not bad. But I really have LOVED running every day. I want to keep it up when I go back to work on Tuesday (oh man, what is my desk going to look like? And my email? HELP ME!) It's been warm and humid here (not complaining after the freaking winter we had) so it's taken a little while for my body to get used to running in it. I trained for my half in snow storms. It was like 10 degrees outside. And now it's 80. And when I was done with my run today, I was drenched in sweat. I love it though. I would much rather deal with the heat any day of the week. I am not meant to be living in Connecticut.

I checked my measurements and I've gone down half an inch on everything but my neck since last month. Which is pretty good. I also lost 0.4 pounds this week, which is also good. After staying the same last week I will take it. I hate the least 10 pounds. It's going to take freaking forever to get them off. I just know it.

I also really need to get some weight lifting back into my life. I keep saying that, but honestly, I do. Maybe I need to drag out my P90X again? I'm just not feeling the gym right now. And they just instated some stupid wristband thing there (at my gym) starting Monday. Moving on...

Monday we're going to my sister's for a BBQ. I am bringing fruit. I don't want to be tempted by anything so I thought I would bring something healthy. I also plan to get my run done early so I can catch the parade that starts outside my house. No really, it literally starts outside my house. And in 15 years I've never watched it.

Have a great weekend and good luck to those that having races this weekend!!

Monday, May 23, 2011

I ain't too proud to beg

October 2008 I found myself in the emergency room with my husband. My husband was on the floor, in so much pain that he couldn't even sit up straight. I knew when he called me and told me was leaving school and heading to the hospital that something was wrong. He hadn't been to the doctor in a very long time so for him to be going to the hospital? This was serious.

Watching in there, his skin cold to the touch, yet he was sweating like he had just run a marathon, I thought that I might lose him. That my husband, my best friend, the love of my life, could possibly be dying right now. I had no idea what was going on and neither did he. I was trying to be strong for him. I couldn't cry. I didn't want to cry. I wanted to be there for him and just tell him the doctor would know what was wrong and tell him everything was going to be okay.

Finally they brought him into a room bu then they had to take blood, took him for a cat scan, took him for x-rays and all that fun stuff. And we had to wait. And wait. And wait.

My husband has one working kidney. He has Horseshoe Kidney and only of his kidney is working. Turns out the one kidney that works was full of stones and that was why he was in so much pain. And he we found out he would need surgery to have all the stones removed from the working kidney.

My husband had the surgery in February of 2009 and has been taking the best care of his kidney since then.

That being said, will you PLEASE DONATE and help our cause? We are walking our second Kidney Walk on June 12, 2011. Which also happens to be my husband's Birthday. We have not needed the Kidney Foundation, but we might. My husband has one kidney and he takes the best care of it, but someday, he might need a transplant and he may need their help.

PLEASE HELP! One dollar is all I ask for you to donate. Just one. That is all I ask. And if you all donate one dollar, that would help us raise money.

I thank you in advance.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Who wants fried pickles?

HOLY CRAP!! Blogger is working!! I should take advantage of this while I can and update my blog. Damn.

I had a busy, yet fantastic weekend. The husband and I celebrated our 18 years together as a couple. I know, I know, lame. But we're just really stupid for each other so whatever. It was really awesome and fun and I am so glad we have one another. We started dated on May 14th, 1993.

Friday night we went out to dinner to Texas Roadhouse. We ate fried pickles. Mmmm...fried pickles. They were so good. So. Good. I ran my butt off on Saturday morning to run them off. But they were worth it. My body is not used to that at all!! The fried food that is.

After my run, the hubby and I took off to run a few errands. Target being one of the stores we hit up. May 14th also happened to be my brother in laws 30th Birthday. So after the errands, we went over to my in laws house. And where did we go out to dinner? Texas Roadhouse. This time I stayed away from the fried pickles.

Sunday (after another 5 miles), hubby and I went out to breakfast. I had an amazing egg white omelet with turkey. Then another trip to Target. And we went to see "Bridesmaids". That movie was hysterical! Melissa McCarthy stole the thunder right out from under Kristin Wiig. And I love Kristin Wiig!!

In the exercise department, I took a little break last week. I was a little burnt out and I know it happens. But I feel that I am back and ready to get back to my running. Plus I need to tone up my arms and stomach. Summer is just around the corner!! I have some great tank tops to wear!! And this muffin top? Must go.

Thanks for letting me post, Blogger!! Now I need to catch up on everyone else.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

It ends now

This girl has got to get her shit together!

Why do you ask?

Because I am bound and determined to LOSE TEN POUNDS!

Yes. I. Am.

I decided I am not comfortable at 160 pounds. Oh sure, some days I am 159 or maybe tomorrow I am 161 or whatever. I know the scale fluctuates, because our body does. I could eat Chinese food tonight (which I didn't but...) and tomorrow the scale could read 165. I know my body. I know how it LOVE to mess with me.

That being said.

I WANT TO LOSE THOSE LAST TEN FREAKING POUNDS!

What does that mean? It means I start busting my ass. I did it before. How the hell did I get down to 160 in the first place? When March of 2010 I was 242 and now I'm 10 pounds from my goal? I've pretty much plateaued for the past 4 months and I do not like it. I'm done with it. I'm over it.

It ends now.

I am also going to be changing the name of my blog. It's no longer about the size 8 pants anymore. Don't worry, I'm keeping the URL so I don't lose any of you. But I am changing the name. I'm not giving it out yet.

And on an awesome, amazing note. My vacation for May 23rd to the 27th was approved. Oh there is a happy place in my life right now. I'm not going on anywhere, but I plan to sleep in, enjoy some sun and just relax the whole time. And do some housework.

Monday, May 9, 2011

New clothes

Let me just start by saying, I have some pretty awesome coworkers. I came home from work today with 2 huge bags full of clothes. One of my coworkers gave them to me because they didn't fit anymore. She said she didn't want them because she "got fat and wasn't going to hang onto clothes for when she lost the weight" and the other coworker gave them to me because someone gave them to her and she didn't want them.

Hell yes, I will take your clothes! Some of them even had tags on them. There were a few bottoms in there, but there were mostly tops and dresses in there. But the bottoms were 8's and they fit. I nearly passed out. I'm pretty excited about all my "new" clothes.

Unfortunately, I didn't run my 5K yesterday. I woke up with hella allergies. Not cool. Not cool at all. I hate when my eyes swell up like that. Yuck! But I punched out 5 miles like no ones business on my treadmill.

I also bought a running skirt. I've always kind of not liked them, but I actually really love it.

Oh and my secret? I'm not pregnant, so don't go there.

Friday, May 6, 2011

I've got a secret

Bitches, my 5K is on Sunday! I'm so excited for it. That's right. EXCITED! I'm not nervous at all. Alright, so maybe that's a bit of a lie. But I can't wait. And my husband is going to be there and my Mom in law. I wish my Mom was going to be there, too. It is, after all, called Mother's Day Dash.

I'd like to take the time to wish my awesome friend Kelly good luck tomorrow. KICK ASS!

I have a little secret, but I can't talk about it yet. I want to, oh do I want to. But I have to wait. For now.

Weigh in today? 159.6 pounds. At Weight Watchers today we decided my goal weight to be 150 pounds (duh). So I don't have much more to go.

It's funny, if you follow me on twitter, to see how my week started off and where I am now. I was kicking myself and now I'm in the best mood. Things really turned around for me. I had help (thanks ladies) and I think sometimes I wouldn't get through my rough days without my twitter friends.

I also have been tracking EVERYTHING I eat. EVERYTHING. With weight watchers and on sparkpeople. And that has really made a difference. Watching my calorie intake has been different. I've never done that before. Burning off more then you eat is key, I've always known that. But I never counted my calorie intake before.

My new scale is so fancy. It does all these fancy things. I have to sit down and figure it out. But it's great. And it has a brand new battery in it. Thanks for saying I should get a new battery. But it's brand new. I won't be weighing myself every day anymore though. That business is going to stop now. It messes with your head.

I'm looking forward to my long run tomorrow. For some reason 7 miles is sounding pretty good. So we're going with that.

Happy weekend y'all!

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Crazy weapon

FOLLOW this blog. She is super funny.

I cannot stop saying "How do you like me hooker?" for the life of me.

I'm alive.

Still running.

Stuff to post about.

It's coming. I promise. No secrets. For long.

Weight is going down. Monday I was up to 167.8 pounds. Today I was 160.6 pounds. What is up with that?

The scale is a crazy weapon.