Day 1

Today was the first time in a long time that I felt in control.

I got up, I went to the gym, I worked out, I went to work, I ate healthy, I counted my calories.

You get the idea, right? I'm trying the calorie counting thing for the time being. It's just what I want to do.

It was great to hit the gym for the first time in over a week. I had a tough, yet awesome, 3 mile run and 30 minutes of weights.  I know I'll feel it tomorrow or probably even Wednesday.

I didn't take pictures of my food because in all honesty that isn't my thing. And I am really boring with my food. I eat the same thing for breakfast every day (oatmeal) and it would have been a plastic container for lunch. Nothing fancy or too excting.

I'm feeling better. Things are alright today.

My bathing suit came today that I ordered online. It actually fits and looks alright. I'm not a size 10 or 160 pounds like I was last year, but I'm not 250 pounds like I was only a few years ago. If we were going to Florida and I was 250 pounds, I wouldn't be bringing a bathing suit.

Things are are all right today.

What did you do that made you feel good today?

When was the last time you wore a bathing suit?

20 pounds

I've decided that yes, I want to have a baby. But not until I lose some of the weight I have gained back.  The husband is fully aware of this and he understands why I want to do it. He knows that I want be at my healthiest when I get pregnant.

So, I am going to try and lose 20 pounds before I get pregnant. By Christmas. If I don't lose 20 pounds, we're going to continue to try and get pregnant anyway.

Starting tomorrow, I am going to start posting every single day. My food. My exercise. EVERYTHING.

20 pounds is not a lot and I can totally do it.

I forgot to mention I've been sick again. I think it's bronchitis. It feels like it. After having it 2 times within the past year, I know it hurts like hell when you cough. Good thing I am going to the doctor tomorrow.

Have you ever had bronchitis? 

Did you try and lose weight before you got pregnant? Or did you just get pregnant and worry about it later?

A little time

Over the past couple of weeks I have become lazy. I haven't been working out very much. In fact, I think I may have worked out 4 or 5 times in the past month. I can't explain it. It is what it is. It happens. You fall off the wagon. You eat like crap. And you hope that you'll get that mojo back again.

I have no one to blame but myself. I have to stop thinking "Last year I was a size 10 and I looked and felt great" because that really isn't getting me anywhere.  It just makes me feel worse.

I have managed to lose 5 pounds. I was in a danger zone and I think that snapped me back to attention.

But, I just can't seem to get up and go to the gym. I can't seem to go afterwards either. My eating is alright during the week, but on the weekends it is horrible. 

I wish that someone could reach through their computer and slap me around and remind me why I did this in the first place.

I ran yesterday for the first time in a week and it was brutal. Not just because of the humidity, but because I haven't been running on a regular basis. I ran 3 miles last week and I think 6 the week before. So, you can see where this is going. I don't workout enough. It's starting to take a toll on me. I can't expect to be able to run if I don't keep it up.

I miss being in shape and I miss working out.

Every night before I go to bed I pack my gym bag, set my alarm and say "Tomorrow I'm going to the gym." And I don't go when the alarm goes off. I reset it and go back to bed. I'm so tired lately. I can't figure out why.

I'll get there. I just need time.

Some fun

I promise a real update is coming soon.

I got this from Karen so I thought I would have a little fun with it.



Current books: Game of Thrones
Current music: No music, just the news
Current guilty pleasure: I am not ashamed of anything I do so it's not really guilty, is it?
 Current color:  Pink
Current drink: Water
Current food: Chobani Raspberry yogurt
Current favorite show: Breaking Bad
Current wish list: A Baby
Current needs: A Maid (haha)
Current bane of my existence: Rude neighbors
 Current celebrity crush: Hmmmm....good question
Current indulgence: Florida in almost 2 weeks
Current blessing: My family, my friends, my sweet kitties
Current outfit: grey capri pants and a brown t-shirt (pajamas)
Current excitement: Vacation in almost 2 weeks
Current mood:Happy

Back is much better

Today was my first day back at the gym since Monday. And was also my first run in a week. I was nervous. My back hadn't hurt me really bad since Wednesday and I thought a quick 3 miles wouldn't hurt.

It didn't. I was able to make it through my little 5K without any pain. I was so glad because the lack of exercise was starting to really get to me.

I spent 2 days in a Vicodin haze while I was home. I didn't do much. I ate when I was hungry. I drank tons of water. And I somehow managed to drop some weight. I'm not really talking weight these days because yes, I have gained some back. But it's not all about weight loss

And as for baby news? I have none. We'll just keep trying until it happens. I've really relaxed since we started trying so I'm hoping August will be the month for me.

We're leaving for Tampa in 20 days. I have never been to Florida before so I'm all sorts of excited.

It's all fun and games until someone gets a UTI

Monday morning I was opening the window in the living room and I twisted the wrong way.

 Some of you already know that I have a back problem and I go to see a Chiropractor every week. I haven't had any issues since I started in 2011 except for a few times I twisted funny, slept on the couch or wrapped Christmas presents on the floor.

So, I felt the pain and thought "Shit, that didn't feel good." But I was able to work all day and hit the gym after, so I figured it was nothing and the pain would go away after I saw my Chiropractor.

Monday night I probably got about 2 hours of sleep. Everything hurt when I tried to sleep. My back. My hips. My legs. It was awful. But, I went to work on Tuesday figuring all I needed was my Chiropractor and it would be fine. I spent most of the day waddling around the office when I had to move. I saw my Chiropractor, she did my adjustment and I felt better.

I spent Tuesday night finishing up season 2 of "Game of Thrones" (OMG! Best show ever!!) and my back started to feel so much better.

Until bed. I couldn't sleep. Everything hurt. I was a wreck. I cried. I felt sick to my stomach. I was sweating. And I couldn't seem to stop going to the bathroom every 20 minutes. I was miserable. Finally, at 4am I decided I needed to go to the Emergency Room.

I have a UTI and a pulled muscle. Don't even ask me about the UTI because I have no clue how I got that. But they sent me home with a muscle relaxer, an antibiotic and Vicodin. I slept from 7am-9am, got up and felt better. My back was no longer sore. I got up, poked around on the computer and watched some Olympics. I went back to bed at 11am and slept until 1pm. Again, got up, ate some lunch, took a shower and went back to sleep at 3pm.

I've been up since 5:30pm and I know I'll be gong to bed soon for the rest of the evening. But, at least I know I will and can sleep without being in excruciating pain.

My eating was awesome until this morning. I had a yogurt when I got back from the ER because I needed to eat something with the medication. I had a Rice Crispie treat when I got up the first time and had a grilled cheese for lunch. When I got up last, I had 2 bowls of cereal. Not great, but not bad. And I've been drinking tons of water. I really could use some juice, so the husband is going to bring me some on the way home.

Speaking of the husband, he drove me to the ER and stayed with me. After that, he brought me home, and went back out to fill my prescriptions. I had all 3 cats taking care of me, so until he gets home (he has a long day today and won't be home until probably 9pm) I have my kitty doctors to help me feel better.

Speaking of my kitties:

Happy Birthday to this little lady, Cynnamon,  who turns 16 today. I found her in a barn near my sisters house and saved her life. She was dirty, her eyes closed shut with dirt and junk and covered in fleas. But I took her home, cleaned her up and bottle fed her. She returned the favor by turning all her affections towards my husband. She is a true Daddy's Girl for sure.