Saturday, June 29, 2013

WI Results & Some Pics.

Hey there!  Super quick post, I'll have a full recap coming up in the next few days.

It's been so awesome so far.

But first, WI Results.  Yes, I went to WI.  Don't ever accuse me of NOT wanting to WI even while I'm away.  I found a way, people!  A twitter follower who lives in Portland was kind enough to offer me a ride to the local WW center here.  Turns out she lost her weight with WW, and she used to go to meetings to this particular center.

Last week's weight:  147 lbs.
This week's weight:  146.2 lbs.

I lost 0.8 lbs. this week.


Slowly but surely.  And even with flying across 3 times zones on 2 different flights, I still lost weight.  I'm kind of proud of that.

So my session with Dani.  Wow.  Just wow.  I couldn't believe it when we walked into the room where our session was being held, and it was pretty much packed!  Wow.

I'll have more of a recap on discussion soon, but first, here's me and Dani!


Ok, in my defense, I was not aware of just how short my skirt was.  Someone should've told me, No Kelly, no......

And some more random pics:


The three musketeers doing our best Charlie's Angels.  Brooke is in the middle, Dacia on the right.  (My roommates.)

And a normal one.

That's all I have for now, expect me to wrap up Fitbloggin in a few posts.  Too much for a single one.

It was great, I had such a blast, and I'm sorry to see it end, but I'm kinda ready to get back to NY.

More soon!

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Last One Before Portland!

Tomorrow, I leave at silly o'clock for Portland.

I've never been to the West Coast.  I'm excited, I can't wait to see everyone, and be with mah people!  I'm really sad Tara & Meegan won't be going, but I get it.

I'm excited about my discussion with Dani.  I'm not nervous about it at all.  Dani is.  Please God don't let it suck.

Last Bootcamp workout before Portland was leg day.  Lots of plyo lunges, squats, deadlifts, burpees, and heavy speed skaters were hammered in this workout.


I have an insulated bag in the fridge with hard boiled eggs, 5 ounces of baked chicken, a 100 calorie pack of whole almonds, a peach, and a Lara Bar.  I figure I can pick up a salad at Seattle when I land there for my connection.  Everything is packed.

Books are packed, clothes are packed, everything is packed.

And now.  I am off to be with some of my people!

Namaste.

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Be Fierce.

I saw this today and thought it quite apropos considering my recent delving back into classic literature.  I've read most of Shakespeare's canon, (Sonnet 116 is my favorite poem ever) save for a few of his lesser famous plays, like Titus Andronicus and Cymbeline.




I am no longer as big as I used to be.

I am little now.  And I am fierce.

I need to remind myself of this every now and again.  :-)

Hey Sandra, does your Mom also say "Virgin Santisma!" like my Mom does?  She says that when she gets a little excited, like if a very big hospital bill comes in.  She's a fan of crossing herself too when saying that.  :-)

I won't give up on Woolf just yet.  I'm sorry to say that I was so busy at work again that I barely had time to eat lunch, let alone read.  The Man has been working me to the bone, yo!  And I had to run out real quick to CVS to pick up a script too.  I'll get to the book later tonight, before bed.

I'm going to take The Romance of the Forest by Ann Radcliffe with me, and some of Tolstoy's short stories.  I'll have good reading material for the long plane rides to Portland and back.  I should also take some Hawthorne with me, too.  I'm ashamed to say that I'm not too familiar with his work.  I started reading The House of the Seven Gables years ago, but woefully gave up on it.  I've read Young Goodman Brown and The Scarlet Letter in high school, but

Today was a scheduled rest day, but I decided to make it an active recovery day instead.  I headed out for a 30 minute walk and managed to get a little more than 2 miles under my belt.  If not for being literally glued to my desk at work lately, I probably wouldn't have gotten back into walking.  I just don't like feeling like such a lug lately.

No sightings of Mia the Siberian Husky today, more's the pity.

And it takes a fierce kind of personality to tackle outdoor activity in 90 degree heat and humidity!  Sheesh, it was not pleasant out there.  Lots of fluids and a protein/leafy green-rich dinner as soon as I got back.

Taking the day off tomorrow, and then I'm off!

I so need this fun break right now.

Monday, June 24, 2013

Unexpected Friend!

Who's afraid of Virginia Woolf?

It's not so much that I'm afraid of her, it's just that I find her a bit boring.  Maybe I should've started with Mrs. Dalloway instead of To The Lighthouse.  I read about 25 pages at lunch, and I'll stick with it to the grudging end since I have this annoying habit of stubbornly seeing things through.  But I think next time I'll choose Tolstoy.  (I loved Anna Karenina.)  Or a Hemingway I haven't read yet.  There's an obscure, lesser known Bronte work called Villete I have my eye on, too.  So we'll see.

I am trying to get into new hobbies, as it's been pointed out to me that all I ever seem to do - or write about - is work, working out, cleaning, and cooking (ahem, Tammy.  ;-0)) so reading just seemed like natural.  Who doesn't love a good book?  Plus, it will cut my online time down, which I don't mind.  I waste many a minute and brain cell looking at things online when I could be spending my time more constructively.

Considering it was a Monday, today was actually not so bad.  One more day of work, and then I'm off for the rest of the week!  Whee!

Bootcamp.  OMG.  Strictly cardio today, and about 25 minutes of it was spent on freaking core work!  It will hurt to laugh, cough, or sneeze tomorrow.  Santo Dios en el cielo.  The other trainer was there today, and he had us doing sprints, dips, and full body kettle bell work as well.  The details


Quick 20 minute walk around my complex afterwards.  I wasn't going to go, but I'm sooo glad I did!  Wanna know why?  Because I saw my brand new, unexpected puppy friend!


Her name is Mia, and she's a one-year old Siberian Husky.  She's still a puppy to me.

I want to take her home with me.  Is she not the most beautiful creature?  I was immediately transfixed by her ice blue eyes and her gorgeous coloring.  She was so good, so well-behaved (she was more into sniffing other puppy smells in the grass than she was into paying any attention to me) that she didn't yap, get aggressive or anything.

I was so mesmerized I almost didn't ask for her puppy dad's name (Ronny.)  To fix this faux pas, I offered my services of puppy sitter. What I'd like to do is puppy nap her and abscond with her, but shhh!

I also think a change up machine to turn my brother into a puppy-brother is an excellent idea, AT&T commercial.  But I digress.

If only I wasn't allergic to pet dander.  Ronny showed me the backseat of his car which was covered in her fur.  I only hugged her for about 10 seconds and still managed to get a layer of her fur all over me.

Love.

She'll be running his household if she isn't already.

And now I am off to tackle some more of Ms. Woolf!

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Old Hobbies Made New.

Here's what you don't want to do when you're at the beach and it just happens to be hot as hell out.

You don't want to not eat/hydrate enough and then lay out in the sun in 90ish degree weather.  Because then you might start feeling dizzy and light headed.

But I digress, so let me back up a bit.

I've been thinking about one of my favorite things that I don't do anymore and that I miss greatly:  reading.  I used to read all the time.  Constantly.  Anything I could get my hands on, I would read.  Even when I started working, I would make time to read.  I'm an old fashioned kinda girl - I absolutely LOVE the classics.  They're a bit tedious to get through, but I loved all the Bronte novels, the Hardy novels, the Jane Austen books, Hemingway, etc.

The Old Man and the Sea is probably the best short story ever.  And 100 Years of Solitude by Garcia Marquez is a MUST read.  The NY Times called it the most important piece of literature second only to the New Testament.  (See how I threw in a little Colombian sabor there?  Totally representin!)

So I've decided to devote 20 minutes a day to reading.  And old hobby that I'm making new again.  I'm going to start with some Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse.  I've heard she's depressing as hell, but I've never read any of her work, so I'll reserve judgement for later.

This morning was the 60 minute Bikram session.  Tough, very tough.  My mental toughness is something that I need to work on.  Certain postures always get the best of me because I allow them to.  Grr.  I almost vomited during camel - AGAIN.


Even the bathroom was humid.

After the beach debacle, I headed over to my Mom's for some hydration & sustenance.  She had roasted some chicken earlier, good thing, and I was able to hydrate properly.  And shower off the sweat & beach smells.

I won't be doing that again.  I should've taken something with me in a small insulated bag, but I just didn't think to do that.

Anywho.  I've also been thinking of how the blog has changed as I've gotten closer and closer to goal.  At some point, the daily posts will change.  As in, I'm not sure I want to keep blogging daily.  And maybe I'll want to talk about what books I'm reading, or what different hobbies I'm embarking on.  Or maybe I'll post the Paleo/Clean Eating recipes I'm trying out.

Who knows.

There's only so much weight loss I can talk about once the losing weight part ends, you know.  Maintenance will be a different animal, at least in my book it is.  We'll see.

Going to tackle the first few pages of To the Lighthouse, and then I'm hitting the sack.

Saturday, June 22, 2013

WI Results.

Last week's weight:  147.4 lbs.
This week's weight:  147 lbs.

I lost 0.4  this week.


Sloooowwww progress.

Karen and Sarah both warned me this would happen.  Karen in fact told me to add a good 2-3 months onto my targeted goal date.

Frustrated.  Slightly frustrated.  This is the conversation that ensued earlier between the Redneck & I.

Me:  I'm trying real hard not to be frustrated.

Him:  Why are you frustrated with progress towards your goal?

Me:  Because it's moving at a snail's pace!

Him:  So you're frustrated with progress?  Slow & steady progress?

Me:  #*(&!

I got nothing.  No comeback.  No intelligent argument.  So, there's that.

Almost didn't get to Bootcamp on time.  I contemplated not even going (briefly), but I knew I'd regret it.

Sweet saints in heaven. I don't have the proper words to describe what our workout was.  30 minutes in, when my workout clothes were completely drenched in sweat, he had us lay on our backs for core work.  INTENSE core work.  I couldn't finish the set.  Lots of cuss words were floating around in my head because I was in some pain.

I looked over at the guy next to me, who looked as worn out as me, and I said, "I think I'm numb!"

We both started cracking up.  It was slap happy laughter.  We were both so wiped, so spent, neither of us -  or any of the members, for that matter - could think straight.  We're not sure what Salim was high on (Salim is the trainer's name - they call him Salim the Dream, probably because he gives his members their "dream" bodies) because there were super fit dudes in the class who were huffing and puffing struggling to keep up.

I sooo wish I had local readers (how pretentious do I sound) who not only lived close enough to me, but would be willing to see what I'm talking about with this Saturday morning class.  I swear to God I'm not kidding about how intense it is.  I think the place offers a free guest day pass.  Any takers?  Be prepared to work like you've never worked before.  And keep in mind Saturday mornings, dude is on crack.  He kept yelling at us to move our butts and work harder.  He absolutely hates it when we take water breaks.  Dude is no joke, I hate it sometimes, but I can't argue with how much my figure has changed since I joined.


Talk about looking like a sack of dirty laundry.  Sheesh.

I hit the beach for a while because it was so hot.  Got some vitamin D, then headed home for a late lunch, then headed out again because I needed to hit Trader Joe's.  I had a coupon to use at the Gap outlet store, and I scored these jeans for around $20.

These Bootcut jeans are a size 8.

I could zip up & button the 6's, but they were so tight, they looked like they were painted on.  The 8s fit me better.

Not for long tho.  :-)

It'll be slow and excruciating, but it'll be soooooo worth it.  I'll get there.  Just watch and see!

Friday, June 21, 2013

TGIF!

Holy moly, I am soooooo glad it's Friday!

And today at work was less crazy, gracias a Dios.  I was still busy, just not frantic.  Not frenzied.

When I signed on, I noticed I lost a blog reader.  Was it something I said, I wonder.  Lately, I've been kinda boring so I guess disinterest is to be expected.  I've also been severely out of the loop, not on Twitter or FB as much as I used to be, so I only just heard of the Paula Deen racial slur scandal literally 5 minutes ago.  I don't know enough about it to form an educated and coherent opinion on it, but I do know that her most of her recipes are very rich and liberal in the use of lard.  Which probably means they're quite tasty.  And artery clogging, too.

You know, it would be so easy to go off the rails and eat one of her concoctions.  Certainly cupcakes and fried chicken sound - and taste - a lot better than the lean roast beef/roast chicken and dark leafy greens that have now become staples in my food intake.  But the consequences....

I just don't want to deal with that.  Especially now.  With next week coming, and some really awesome things happening in the next few months.  Which the Redneck very sensibly reminds me of - and takes great pleasure in doing.  And which I kinda loathe.

Kinda.

I'm not saying I am perfect because no one is.  I am saying that there is just no room for those old behaviors in my life right now.   Does that mean I'll never eat rice or bread again?  Or that I won't split (and by split I mean 1 or 2 forkfuls MAX) a small piece of my niece's or nephew's birthday cake ever again?  Of course not.  It just can't happen right now.  For me.

Jeanette - you know what I mean, right?  I can keep dark chocolate squares in my house and not go beserk over them.   And they'll last a while, too.  Months.   For me, those are not the same as brownies.  Big difference.

That bad stuff isn't in my house, and I'm certainly not cooking, buying nor baking it.  I know myself way too well.

I did NOT work this freaking hard for nothing.  Almost there.

Ooh, speaking of which - Bootcamp tonight. Was. Tough.  But not as tough as it normally is because the usual trainer wasn't there.  One of the dudes from the Bootcamp in Queens took over tonight.  I wonder if he'll be there tomorrow.  He worked full body strength/cardio with us.  I didn't sweat as much as I normally do, but I still worked my ass off.  After the initial warm up, he started us on a full 5 minutes of tough core work.  God help me, I was feeling those bicycles and V-ups right away.   And burpees.  And high knees.  Single arm lat rows on the Xtrainer, and pull ups/chin ups on the Equalizer. Lots of planks, squats, hammer curls, and mountain climbers were destroyed in the making of this workout as well.


Crazy hair and sleepy eyes.

So WI is tomorrow.  You know, I'm not sure how to feel about it given the previous 2 WIs.  I'm working my ass off, eating correctly, lots of water in & out, so I'm hoping it shows tomorrow.

Is it possible that I'm at the point where I "might" be gaining more muscle mass?  I am aware of how muscular my arms are, but I got NOTHING in my quads, core, and glutes.  I'm serious.  And honestly, I don't see a difference in my arms recently.  I'd like to think that I am, but I can't know for sure.

Anywho.   Let's see what happens.

Ooh, these last 10 are going to be grueling.  I can feel it. . .

Eh.  What's one more hurdle to smash when I've come this far already, right?

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Fly By.

I swear the last two weeks have been a whirlwind of lunacy at work.  Sheesh.  I've never been so busy in my life.  One of the girls quit in April, and as soon as she left, it was like the firm exploded with work.  I was given new responsibilities, which I'm still learning, and it's been hectic.

Eh.  I am hoping it will die down eventually.  Fingers crossed.  And now, I'm done talking about work.  Just need to suck it up.

Super quick fly by, as I need to get to bed early.  That's been another one of my problems.   I need to hit the sack at a decent time.

I woke up this morning with my quads in pain.  DOMS was in full effect.  Sweet hell, you won't even believe what awaited us tonight.

My lower body was completely hammered.  Plyo lunges, open & closed squats, regular lunges, shuffles, burpees, deadlifts, weighted squats, mountain climbers, heel slides (these were torture!), side planks, and leg lifts.



My ass is on fire.  Judas Priest, it's like he takes such great pleasure in destroying us day in and day out.  The thing about Bootcamp (other than that the Redneck loves pointing out how it's working even when I stubbornly insist it isn't) is that he changes up the workouts EVERY SINGLE DAY.  All the time.

Which is the reason why the place is so successful.  And why the inches have been literally melting right off me even though the scale has been acting like douchebag lately.

Grr.  And yes, Redneck is now capitalized to distinguish him from all other rednecks.  You know, because I just talk about so many rednecks on here.  Hehe.

I'm going to up the protein intake tomorrow.  Again.  I have a good feeling about WI on Saturday, I just wish it was tomorrow!

That's all I got.

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

More Experimentation.

RIP James Gandolfini.  It makes me sad that Tony Soprano has passed.  What an iconic, polarizing character.

In the spirit of experimenting and taking everything into consideration, I picked up Goya coconut milk (fingers crossed I won't gag on my smoothies) and some more unsweetened almond milk.   I've never had coconut milk.  I'll throw some in to my protein smoothie and see how that goes, like Norma suggested.  Thinking of picking up sunflower seed butter to throw into the smoothies as well, but I forgot to pick some up when I went to the store today.  This week, I also began incorporating whole almonds into my food intake.  Not every day, and not a ton of them.  Yesterday, I counted out 15 whole almonds and 4 whole pitted prunes as a "snack," if you will.

I didn't have any almonds nor prunes today.  I was too busy at work that I actually forgot I even had them in the drawer.

Oh man, work.  Work is literally working me to the bone lately.  My online/social media presence has taken a hit as a result.

*Cue the sad violins.

Eh.  It's real life, and it happens.  And I kinda don't care about it, to be honest.  Imagine having to actually work when you're, you know, at work!  LOLZ.  Priorities, people.  The job pays the bills.  Twitter/FB/blog won't and doesn't do that for me.  Too bad.

Working like a horse has put me in a bad mood lately.  I almost skipped Bootcamp.  And when I did go and showed up, I knew right away it was just going to be bad.  BAD.

I was right.

There was hardly anyone there today!  After yesterday's washout, the sun shine was in full force today. It was perfect weather - not a cloud in the sky, no humidity, as evidenced by lack of crazy cat lady hair on my part today, and perfect temperatures all around.

He made us warm up by doing speed rope intervals, a la Rocky Balboa.  With real ropes. Gah!  Jumping rope always makes me winded real fast.  And feel out of shape real fast.  Sheesh.  He put us through an obstacle course of torture - and box jumps were included.  Those things mess with my mind.  I always think I'll lose my footing and fall flat on my face.  Or break something.   Either way, I know it's mostly mental than physical.  Of course I can do a box jump, I'm just afraid.

Of succeeding at it.  Sigh.


My t shirt was completely drenched.  I was sweating after just the second round of speed rope intervals (there were 4 total - he made us do 4!)  Bear crawls, duck walks, knee tucks (torture,) alternating lunges while passing the kettlebell under the thighs, sprints, jumping jacks, isometric dips, jump squats, regular squats, burpees because why not, and high knees.

My eyes look red because the sweat kept pouring into my eyes.  I really must invest in a forehead band that'll soak up the funkiness and prevent it from diving into my eyes.  It really stings, and I have to pause mid workout to wipe it away.

I'm really hoping work won't be too bad the rest of the week.  It would be nice to have a moment to leave the office at lunch, which I had to work through today to get stuff done.  Eh.  Like I said, it's real life.  You do what you have to.

When I get this stressed, this crazy busy, old habits scream at me to revisit them.  The fat girl in my head is dormant, but not completely gone.  Which I have to fight every now and then like a mofo to keep at bay.  Some days are easier than others.  Today wasn't bad.  Especially when the redneck drops way too much common sense on me.  (You don't really want to do this all over again when you're the smallest you've ever been in your whole life, do you Kel?  *Ahem.)  I've got no defense in the face of his effortless common sense. Or anyone else's either, for that matter.

Onward I go.

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Uncorrelated Thoughts.

So about that phone call last night....

Total scam.  Thanks for the comment alerting me to it, Unknown.

I've been pretty out of the loop lately.  I swear the Man has had me working like a horse.  Ack!  Well, idle hands and all that, right.  I did get some really great news at the end of the day, which totally made me squeal like a pig, which I'll share in the future.  Just not now.

And no, Timmo, I'm not pregnant.  You wanker.  ;-)

Took a rest day from working out.  My right knee started acting up slightly.  I had wanted to walk around the complex a bit, which is something that I only recently started doing due to being worked like a horse.  I feel the need to get the blood flowing after work because I'm glued to my desk now.  Grr.

Bootcamp helps - it helps a whole lot, but I figure a 20-25 minute brisk walk around my complex after work can't hurt either.

It also rained today, and I wonder if the notion of joints feeling achy when it rains is true or if it's just a myth.  That's what I thought of when the knee started to ache a bit.  Thoughts?

 Don't even ask about the hair.  'Fro- like levels of frizz.

I was hit with cooking inspiration tonight after I finished cleaning up the bathroom.  Don't ask how the two correlate.  They don't.  I have lots of things and thoughts running through the wasteland that is my head all day long.

I made a quick veggie stir fry of green pepper strips, onions, peas, yellow & green zucchini in Smart Balance cooking spray, and about 6 ounces of mixed dark chicken meat and ground turkey.  The poultry I seasoned with Adobo and about a Tbsp of canola oil.  That will be lunch for either tomorrow or Thursday.  Not sure yet, as I took a container of meatballs veggies, and sauce out of the freezer to defrost.  So lunch is handled for the next two days.

I have another question for you guys, this one is for those following Paleo.  Coconut milk or almond milk?  Full fat?  Unsweetened, vanilla, or original?  I ask because of the food tweaking I'm trying this week.  I made a protein shake with Almond Breeze vanilla milk and Trader Joe's chocolate designer whey protein powder, and some ice cubes.  It was good.  The almond milk was sweet, and I had been drinking unsweetened up until now.  I know of course it makes a difference, but how much of a difference?

I'm still playing around and experimenting with Paleo, and I feel I don't know enough about it.  I know Tara prefers to have full fat, coconut milk on hand.  I'm not a fan of coconut, never have been, and regular coconut, whether shredded or not, makes me want to gag.  So I get the feeling that the milk would pretty much have the same effect on me.

Well, I'll just continue to tweak here and there.  The best answer is always to keep it as simple as possible.

Rooting for the good guys in black tonight.

And that's a wrap!

Monday, June 17, 2013

Big Brother is Watching!

So I get home from work (which has been insanely crazy busy - it's NEVER this busy in the summer time) and I find a message on my machine from the DEA of all things.  I swear it's the truth, people.

WTF?!  Big Brother be all up in my bidnezz.

I couldn't make this stuff up I tried.  Even I'm not that creative.

I'm not sure what that is about.  So if you hear/read about a chick from Long Island suddenly in the clink for narcotics related crimes, odds are that it's me.

I didn't do it, yo!   Just because I'm Colombian doesn't mean nothing!

I couldn't even make out what the guy was saying.  It was too muffled.  He sounded like he had marbles in his mouth or something.

I'm guessing no one else came home to this kind of message, huh?   Just me?  Whatever.

So this week and the next will be stupidly, insanely busy.  Which I instinctively know is a good thing, it just would be nice if I could breathe.  Or make a dent in the pile that's on my desk.  Either or would be nice.

Oh - and thanks for all the nice comments yesterday!  It's just hard to see yourself physically as others see you.  I have to force myself sometimes to remember I'm not the same girl I was 100 pounds/3 years ago.  And Paula, you're right.  The mind is only just now finally starting to catch up with my body.  I'm not completely there yet, but I'm getting there.  Everyday I get a little bit closer.  :-)

Quick recap of the torture Bootcamp dude put us through today - whom I now suspect may or may not know I have a blog.  Not that it matters, umm, because I've only ever spoken glowingly about him. (Huge my bad.)  Although, I have no defense in the face of the results his workouts have given me lately.  No leg to stand on there.

Twisted knee planks.  Suicide runs (kill me now.)  Sumo squats with heavy kettle bells.  Full form push ups on the medicine ball.  Lat pull downs and bicep curls.  Chest flys.  And of course - the damn core work which included mountain climbers and 30 burpees.

I wish I could go back in time, find the guy who invented burpees, and force him to perform his own invention over and over and over again.


Be thankful my hair is up.  The humidity today was just gross, making my hair rise to epic frizz level.  I'm not kidding.  You don't even want to see what it looks like now.  LOL.

I'm tweaking up my food intake this week - again.  For the umpteenth time.  Last night I made roast beef with peppers, zucchini, onions & brussel sprouts.  Tonight, I trimmed 4 chicken leg quarters of the skin and lard, seasoned them with Adobo, rosemary, and olive oil, and threw them in the oven.  I have fresh kale, mustard & collard greens, and of course, peppers & onions to go along with them for lunches this week.  The dark greens are a bit new for me.  I should've sauteed them a bit, but I'll have them fresh tomorrow, and if I find them truly awful, then I'll sautee them up with some olive oil, garlic & onions.  Dinner tonight was a turkey burger, about 3 ounces of the roast beef over the dark greens.  Wasn't bad.

Off to empty the basura and clean up the kitchen.  Then bedtime early.  Or at least, at a more decent hour.

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Note to Self.

Feliz dia los padres!  I hope it was a day well spent.  :-)

I started today with the super intense, 60 minute Bikram class.  Although it was really more like 75 minutes.  Our instructor likes to yap  way too much in between the postures.  If I had known it was going to be him leading the class, I wouldn't have gone.  Eh.

I think he took mercy on us at some point because he turned the heat down slightly and opened the doors to the studio to cool down the temperature inside.  I noticed the temperature change when I didn't feel like I was going to pass out from the transition to triangle pose, like I normally do.

Ooh, and speaking of postures, guess who managed to wrap 2 toes around their calf during Eagle pose?

*This girl!

That posture has been my nemesis since I started practicing Bikram over a year ago.  You guys know I carried and still carry the majority of my weight in my lower body - especially my thighs.  So when you're not able to cross one leg over the other thigh properly your entire life, it gives you (or just me) a major complex.

Today though... today I could feel that foot touching the back of my calf.  Fleetingly.  Briefly.  But I felt it.

Please excuse the red face and the crazy cat lady hair.  It was super humid in that studio.

After I got home, fed the stomachs, and cleaned up, I headed over to see my folks.  Mom is doing real well, but she has that stubborn cough/cold still.  She does sound slightly better, it's just taking her extra long to get over this bug.  Boo.

And my poor Dad... Sigh.  Parkinson's really, really sucks.  But he still has his wits about him, especially when it comes to money and finances.  Still.  That's my Papi. :-)

I've been on the lookout for a denim skirt for a while now.  There's a Gap outlet in the same shopping plaza as Trader Joe's, and since I needed to hit up TJ's anyway, I decided to take a little look see.

And I found this!

That skirt is a size mother fucking 6!  SIX!!!

Oh, and about the hair frizz - it was humid in LI today and I didn't use enough hair product.  A certain dude likes to point out how huge it gets. Ahem.

But who cares - size 6 in jeans!!  I guess that explains a little bit why the jeans I was wearing (size 10) were sliding down my hips.

I scored that skirt for $13, marked down from $39.99.  It is mine!

Hey Kel - you're not a size 10 anymore.  Ok?  Bring your stuff to a tailor and have it taken in.

Note to self:  Girl, you're not fat anymore.  Here is what you are now.

You're fit.

You're healthy.

You're skinny.

You're the girl who's literally climbing mountains now.

You're crushing barriers.

And you're glowing.  It's ok to take pride in that.  Just don't allow it to make your head swell.

Keep your eyes on the prize.  Ok?

And remember that nothing - NOTHING - tastes as good as skinny - and fit - feels.

Saturday, June 15, 2013

WI Results.

Last week's weight:  147.8 lbs.
This week's weight:  147.4 lbs.

Whoa there!  Let's not get too insane with the 0.4 loss now!

Sigh.

I got slightly annoyed, I must admit.  And frustrated.  For about 5 minutes.

And then I realized (with a little help from successful maintainers) that:

A) Not only am I still losing, I'm also losing inches with the quickness, and

B)  I'm 10 pounds from goal.  Just 10 pounds.  How many people are out there who would give their right arm and left huevo to be only 10 pounds from goal?

So, it's another slow loss process for me.  I can suck it up.  Karen and Sarah both told me their last 10 took FOREVER to get off.  And they both said it made adjusting to their maintenance modes slightly easier.  Because it means you appreciate it THAT much more.  Thanks ladies!

That's how I'm taking this.  I don't want to be the person that drops 100 pounds in a year, loses focus, and then gains it all back.  I couldn't imagine having to go through all this crap again.  And if I do gain any weight back, the only acceptable reason would be because I was having a baby.  We'll see.

Bootcamp this morning.  The instructor knows I get annoyed easily and man, does he just love to push my buttons.  Saturdays are intense cardio days.  I'm drenched after the first 10-15 minutes, as is everyone else.  So today, my workout tank was dripping wet, sweat is coming out of every facial pore, and he yells this over the blaring music:

"You're look a little wet there, Kel!"

Honestly.  Douche.  I gave him the most lethal glare I had in my repertoire.  And the lady next to me just gave this obnoxious, uncomfortable laugh upon seeing said glare.

Whatever.  But I was still a bit miffed over my WI that I left as soon as it was over.  I didn't stretch, I didn't snap a sweaty pic, I just wasn't thinking.

Suffice to say, you can take the trainer's word that I was wet.  With sweat.  Even I have to roll my eyes at that one, and I've got the dryest, most sarcastic sense of humor of almost anyone I know.

So instead of fuming, I came home, showered, fed my stomachs, then put on a bikini and headed to the beach.

Because I can.  And because it was sunny and hot out.

One foot in front of the other.  I had a feeling this would happen.  Umm, it might also be because I truly am not eating enough for the insane workouts he puts us through at Bootcamp.  I don't mean I'm suddenly going to stuff myself with cupcakes and pizza, I mean that I think I need to add more protein. And I haven't admitted to this, but there are times during the day when I get hungry and I just don't eat.  For a lot of reasons.  I just don't want to, or I'm so swamped at work that I just don't have time.  That was shameful to admit, but there it is.

Such a poppycock excuse.  I'm getting hungry because I'm not intaking enough.  I stopped the nut butter this week.  There is no peanut butter or almond butter in my house.  No cupcakes or cookies either.   No trigger food of any kind.  And no scale to mess with my head.

This week, I'm adding roast beef/steak, ground turkey, and chicken leg quarters with the thigh - no skin, on the bone into the mix.  Maybe some bok choy and collard greens with the roast beef also.  We'll see how this experiment goes.

Tomorrow it'll be Bikram.  I still love me some Bikram!  I've been practicing this form of yoga for over a year now, and it still challenges me every single time.

And that is a wrap for now.

And that's a wrap.

Friday, June 14, 2013

Insert Title Here.

I'll be sad to see Kelliann take a break from the interwebz.   I'll miss her, but I understand her reasons for.  Come back soon!

Apparently, I may not be eating enough?   I swear some of you sound like my Mom.  JK.  Too much, too little - sometimes my brain hurts.  Eh, I feel ok although I do think I need to change up my food intake.  I get sick of grilled chicken.  I think I'll pick up a beef roast to throw in the oven tomorrow.  And some chicken leg/thighs on the bone but without the skin.

Ileana - I swear I drop weight quicker when I add fattier meats/proteins.

I've also begun adding fresh baby kale to my scrambled eggs with peppers, zucchinis & onions.

This thought just literally occurred to me - chopping kale in the food processor and adding it to ground beef and ground turkey.  Just a quick way to get in another dark leafy green.  Thoughts?

Tonight's Bootcamp session was killer.  The place is giving me popped blood vessels on my upper arms now.

Lots of boxing movements, never ending burpees, lat pull ups on the Xtrainer, lat pull downs using a resistance band, pushups, crunches, squats, and planks.

God help me.


The entire collar of my tshirt was soaked.  I mean, drenched.  And I think you can see a tiny popped blood vessel on my right upper arm.  There's more of those marks, but the sleeve covers them.

WI tomorrow.  I'm feeling pretty confident about it.

Random:  I won't be watching, but I'll be rooting for Lefty at the US Open this weekend.

Don't ask.  I'm all over the place today.

Speaking of weekend, looks like the sun will be out.  Maybe a trip to the beach will be in order.  Need to work on the pastiness so that it is not so pasty.

Oh, and Chubby? - I get it.   I do.  You know already what I think of my double stomachs.  You got NOTHING to worry about!

Now I just need to believe that when others tell me the same thing.  The 2 or 3 people who have seen said double stomachs tell/have told me it's really not bad at all.  But when it's you, you just automatically are prepared to believe the worst.

That's how it goes, right?

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Food Intake.

Sorry, no food porn.  Some of the stuff I see online of what people eat looks like it belongs in someone's compost pile.  Or in the trash.

Breakfast:

3 scrambled eggs with chopped peppers, onions & torn up baby kale.
3 oz. chicken tender.
banana.
Coffee.

lunch:
3 oz of Kobe beef strips
3 oz of roasted boneless skinless chicken thighs seasoned with Adobo
sauteed pepper, onion & broccoli florets in Smart Balance cooking spray
no salt added to the veggies.

4PM Protein smoothie:

scoop of Trader Joe's designer whey protein powder
1 cup of unsweetened almond milk
1 cup of frozen (orignally fresh that I hulled and washed) strawberries
1 cup of fresh baby spinach

Recovery fuel:
3 ounces of grilled chicken breast

Dinner:
Jennie-O turkey burger
mixed greens salad of red butter lettuce, baby spinach, and kale with olive oil (1 Tbsp, no salt.)
chicken tender.

150 ounces of water all day.  Probably more than that.
And that's it.  Nothing spectacular.  Trying to stay away from unecessary salt as much as possible.

Today was Leg Day, Part 2.  Kill me.  I woke up this morning and my quads were burning.  They were seriously on fire.


I'm too tired to post about the work we did in class tonight.  Suffice to say, my lower body will be very angry with me tomorrow.

I think I have that seasonal disorder.  It's been raining on and off and just so dark and gloomy here today.  I feel soooo much better when there's sunshine out.  And as a result, I've been so freaking tired today.  And the humidity is unreal.

The boy likes to poke fun at my crazy cat lady hair that I get as a result of said humidity.

Wash, rinse, sleep, repeat.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Hump Day Things.

Thanks for all the comments, mah people!

I need to look objectively (subjectively?) at myself sometimes, but that is mucho tough to do.  As I'm sure many of you know already.

When it's yourself, you just tend to go overboard with the criticism.  Eh.  It'll get better.  One can hope.

Jeanette, I'm not sure why I don't post side profile pics. I think it's just that I never thought to do so. Maybe I should start?   Hmm.  That actually wouldn't be a bad idea.  Thanks, girl!

Oh, and I'm going to try spaghetti squash this weekend!  I've never had it before.  Isn't that something?  Maybe one of these days I might even work up the nerve to try sea food even though the mere sight and smell of it makes me want to vomit. (Sorry, Ileana!)

The pictures yesterday made it pretty clear that even though the scale has been a bit of a douchebag the last two weeks, I am losing inches like crazy.  Still.  Even now.  Wanna know why?  Because today I wore those teal green cropped pants I bought at JCrew just like 2 or 3 weeks ago and they were already big on me!  Around my waist and my double stomachs.  Size 8 from JCrew was big on me.  Unreal.

I think I'll just go to a tailor and get them taken in.  Today was only the second time I've worn them out in public!   Don't get me wrong - it's a GREAT "problem" to have, but I can't afford to be buying new things ever couple of weeks.  That stuff adds up, and I'm on a budget.  Or at least, I'm trying to be on a budget.

Today was Day 1 of Leg Day at Bootcamp.  I hate Wednesdays at Bootcamp.  Oh Sweet Jesus.  Ever heard of plyo skaters?  Google these things, not fun at all.  Just trust me on this.

Lunges, crap load of squats, plank jacks, leg lifts, core work, reverse lunges, jump squats and oh my Lord I can't remember anything else.


Crazy cat lady hair.  The sweat mixes with the styling products I put in my hair, causing the frizz factor to sky rocket.

Food was on point today.  I promise to post what I'm eating tomorrow or Friday.  Just too lazy right now.

It's a good week so far!

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Bootcamp Progress Pics and Stats.

When I started Bootcamp in February, I was weighing in at a solid 160 lbs.  That was February 11.

Today, I'm at 147 lbs.  Give or take a few ounces.  So let's just call it 13 pounds down since February til now.

I've lost 3 inches from my waist, 2 inches from my stomachs (that ring around my belly button) and 3 1/2 inches from my hips.


Left is February.  Right was taken today.

I only see a slight difference.  Maybe.

I took a rest day from Bootcamp, so after work I headed to Ann Taylor just to try on stuff.  Not to buy anything.  Their merchandise is crazy expensive.

I found these emerald green, satin cropped pants.  In a size 6.


I'm not crazy about the fit.  Not skin tight, but definitely way TOO tight.  No way I could wear these comfortably in public.  No pair of pants are supposed to fit this way.

I know enough that just because you can zip them up and button them doesn't mean they actually "fit."

Side profile.


The junk in the trunk is always going to be there.  Always.  Ditto the child bearing hips.  Thanks Mom!

Well, this is my shape, and I'm grateful I have a shape.  I'm grateful I have the hourglass.  Just kinda want the butt and thighs to shrink is all.  Mostly I'd like the loose skin to shrink.

All in good time.

I decided to put on my sneakers and go for a power walk around my complex.  The rain had held off long enough, and I waited til dusk so some of the humidity would let up.  I was about 25 minutes in when I noticed the pesky bugs.  Ick.  I was getting bitten and no me gusta.

Pesky bugs.

Back to it tomorrow.

Monday, June 10, 2013

Rain, rain. . .

It refuses to go away.  The weather here is going to suck all week until maybe Saturday.  Boo.

My day started off kind of crappy, when I noticed that some detergent had been knocked over in one of the hall closets, spilling the stuff everywhere and making a huge mess.  Awesome.

And then I got an incredibly sweet email from a reader (thanks Ann!) who showed me her own split screen shot of her before & after.  Ann has lost close to 200 pounds slowly, painfully, and bloodily.   (Figure of speech, people.)  Tears & sweat have also been thrown into that mix, which only proves that it IS possible.

You just have to work your ass off and WANT it more than anything.

That is something I need to remember for myself every now and then, too.

Thanks Ann.  :-)

Work was just freaking crazy.  Crazy busy.  Which is good, but Mondays suck as it is.  I swear today was "let's all decide to work" day.  Eh.  Could be worse.

I feel like I did something to my right knee this morning.  I was adjusting the back of my right shoe, and I guess I didn't bend down properly or something.  It isn't a sharp pain, more like a dull ache.  I don't feel it now, but I was feeling it earlier.  I thought about skipping Bootcamp, but I knew it would be just a BS excuse.  So I sucked it up.  Actually, the knee wasn't all that bad.

Oh Lord.  It was tough.  Lots of cardio.  He had us running through the Equalizers as if they were tires.  And he made us jump rope like Rocky!  Was he kidding?  I haven't jumped rope since I was a kid.  That got me winded with the quickness.  And it gave me a bit of a complex.  Jumping rope in public when you suck at it and keeping stepping on the rope will do that.  Seriously.  Chest flys with leg lifts, more burpees than I care to remember, walk out pushups, sexy push ups (google that one), jump squats, squat thrusts, squats with overhead presses, and one legged lat rows.

Lots of four limb movements today.  Dios mio.


The hair is looking all kinds of crazy and deranged.

I need to get one of those head/sweat bands so the sweat doesn't get into my eyes.  Every time it does, it stings my eyes something fierce.

I'm going to switch up food intake this week a bit.  I noticed that if I eat fattier type proteins, like beef and chicken thighs, I lose a bit more.  Strange, right?  You'd think the leaner a protein is, the better.

So I roasted boneless skinless chicken thighs, and I have a package of thinly sliced, Kobe beef that I picked up at the Asian market.  I've never had Kobe beef before.  I figure I'll just pan sear the Kobe beef and make a quick veggie stir fry to go along with it.  (How else is one supposed to prepare Kobe beef?)  And instead of egg whites, I'll just have whole eggs with fresh chopped veggies.  I remember seeing one of Hungry Girl's egg-in-a-mug recipes where you just use nonstick cooking spray in a mug, and scramble some eggs before adding the veggies.  Pop in the microwave & 1-2 minutes later, it's done.

This was breakfast this morning.  3 scrambled eggs, red & green peppers, onions, and a chicken tender.  Not pictured is the banana.


I can't believe I hadn't thought of cooking eggs in the microwave before.  So quick and easy.  It's like a whole new world has been opened up for me.

I'm such a dork.  The boy is only slightly amused.  I think it's because he's used to my kind of strange.    He suggested I update my "current pic" to the dress pic, so there ya go, K!  :-)

Sunday, June 9, 2013

So about that bikini pic...

Not happening.   As in, not posting it.  I took one after I got back from the beach today, looked at it, and almost cried like a little girl.  Almost.  It was more a feeling of frustration that washed over me than anything else.

You lose all this weight, bust your butt at Bootcamp, step out of your comfort zone not just with food but in other areas, and still. . . .

The saddle bags that refuse to go away.

The double stomachs I have around my belly button, or "the ring" as I refer to it.

The loose skin on my inner thighs.

Don't mind me as I wallow in my self misery for two minutes.

Ok, done.

That kind of thinking gets me no where and does me no good.  I'm human though.  Every now and then, I do fall prey to it.  It sucks, but it's the truth, so I'm copping to it.

Oh, and Chubby - you're stomach IS flat.  Ok?  Please just accept that.  I know it'll be hard, you might need to take a minute, but I swear it's the truth.  :-)  And you got the balls that I WISH I had.

It's one thing to wear the bikini on a beach that maybe 10 people go to - completely different than posting it online for the entire galaxy to see.   Does that make sense?  Because it does to me, in my head.

I started the day with the 60 minute Bikram session and I need to say this one thing.  Consider it a public service announcement.  If you're new to the practice, please do not eat anything prior to going. Someone in the studio, I don't know who, let two really foul ones just rip.  I was already struggling as it was during the rapid transition to Triganasana (60 minute session has more of an intense flow than the regular 90 minute session), and I almost puked and passed out.  I'm not kidding.  It was disgusting.  Lord almighty.

Seriously. Don't eat.  For the love of all that is holy.  The other studio members will thank you later.


I made meatballs and sauce in my crockpot using 93% lean ground beef.  I added a slew of veggies, (yellow & green zucchini, red & green pepper strips, onions, artichoke hearts & black olives) which made the sauce extra soupy and not as chunky as the last time I made it.  And I wound up trashing most of the sauce.  I scooped out as much of the meatballs & veggies as I could, skimming the top of the fat.  It just didn't turn out as delicious as last time.  Really disappointed about that.  I used the same ingredients and everything, but I guess the moisture from the veggies just leaked into the sauce.  Sigh.  Oh well.

Not a horrible thing, it just annoyed me a bit.  But I think I know where I went wrong.  Last time, I added the artichokes & olives after I had portioned everything in my lunch containers.  This time, everything went in all at once.  Ok, lesson learned.

I stopped by Mom & Dad's after the beach since they live 5 minutes from it.  Mom's new thing is now trying to get me to eat a banana.  Oh Mommy....

I picked up those portable hard drives that I left at their house while I was there.  Ok, Kevin?

Saturday, June 8, 2013

WI Results.

Last week's weight:  148.4 lbs.
This week's weight:  147.8 lbs.

I lost 0.6 lbs this week.

Hmm.  Well, it's something.

I was of course expecting more.  Whatever, it's something.  So maybe from here going forward, it might be a slow excruciating process to get to goal.  Or, it may turn out to be one of those things where I lose a minascule amount one week, then drop 2 pounds the next.

Either way, as long as I post losses every week (and I will continue to post photographic evidence EVERY SINGLE WEEK), then I think I'll be ok.  I may not be 100% satisfied, but I'll be ok.

I promise I will not just stop posting my WI results.  I promise I won't just disappear (unless I'm off on vacay or some kind of emergency.)

My Bootcamp ran a weight loss challenge last month.  The prize was a year (or 6 months?) of free membership.  They trainers designed a very specific food plan for the participants.  The girl who won lost 25 pounds in 27 days.  The food plan?

Lean proteins, fruits & veggies.  No whole grains.  No sugar.  No artificial sweeteners.  No dairy.  Nothing processed.

Sounds a lot like Paleo.  But you could also say it's just high protein/low carb.  Like Atkins or Zone.

And apparently the girl worked out at Bootcamp twice a day for 5-6 days a week.  Dayum.  That is dedication.

A bunch of us were waiting outside for the 10AM class to start, and we all just started chatting.  The girls asked me how long I had been going, and how much weight I've lost.  I told them the story, my total weight loss, and how Bootcamp is grudgingly worth the small fortune I pay to be a member.  They were in shock when I whipped out the pic I had Kevin make me for me of my before/after, the one that's at the top of the blog.

They were very sweet, complimenting me.  One of the girls, (I think her name was Michal) said this to me:

"You know, I don't even know you, but I'm so proud of you!"

Isn't that incredibly sweet?  You'd think I would've had the decency to at least remember her name!  Now I feel bad.  I'm going to make an effort to talk to her if I see her again.  I'm going to make an effort to be a little more outgoing and social.  That's still a huge problem I have.  Sigh.  One step at a time.

The class was freaking insane.  I'm not kidding.  Holy hell.  Insane freaking cardio, insane core work to the point where it hurts to laugh, sneeze or cough, insane jump squats to the point where I was feeling it in my glutes immediately.  I was drenched in sweat.  Not just sweaty, freaking drenched.


Can you tell the sides of my tank top are relatively dry compared to the rest of it?  Freaking, freaking insane.

I think Monday I'll take measurements.  Michal? asked me how many inches I've lost since joining in February, and I couldn't answer her.  But people have been noticing, even if I haven't.  You can never tell when it's you.

I was supposed to hang out with the BFF, but she and her husband just bought a house and will be crazy busy renovating it for the foreseeable future.  My town was having a strawberry festival today, and we were going to take a little look-see.  Unfortunately, her meetings with potential contractors ran late.  There was some flooding last night in certain parts of LI because of all the rain Andrea brought our way, so the contractor was hired to pump out an overflooded basement this morning.  And, traffic was a mess because anyway because Long Island traffic is just always horrendous.  I went to the "festival" anyway since I was running out of strawberries.  I use the term loosely.  I was there literally for 10 minutes.  A little look around, I wasn't all that impressed, and then left after I picked up 3 quarts of fresh strawberries.

Tomorrow, I'm going to the 60 minute Bikram session in the morning, then hitting the beach after. It's supposed to be a nice day tomorrow, unlike today.  It was warm, but very cloudy, making it feel a little cooler than it actually was.  It drizzled a bit too, so it's a good thing I didn't stay at the strawberry thing too long.

Jeanette, I'll be totally wearing one of my bikinis.  But even I don't have the balls to post a full body bathing suit pic of me like you do!

Night, peeps!

Friday, June 7, 2013

Don't Say You Have A Headache...

in front of your mother.   Especially when she already suspects that you are starving yourself not eating enough.

I went over to my folks to pay them a quick visit at lunchtime.  Mom had some papers she wanted me to look at; so did Dad.

This past week, I've been going to bed around 11 and waking up by 5.  Not enough sleep for me, I know.  And it caught up with me today.

I was getting a slight headache.  Nothing awful, nothing like that sugar headache or even a stress headache.  It came & went, but I had already mentioned it.

"That comes from not eating, you know."

Sigh.  "And from not sleeping.  Probably both."  And I got the look.

Oh, Mama.  I understand you mean well, but umm, I swear I'm eating.  Maybe not quite as much as I used to, and maybe not what I'd like to eat sometimes (junk), but yes, I am eating.

Honestly.  Ok?  :-)

It is pouring rain here in NY.  We're getting hit with the last of what was Tropical Storm Andrea.  That made for an interesting commute home.  I swear people automatically get 50% more stupid when it comes to driving in inclement weather.  Especially when it comes to driving in the rain.  You want to stay away from mini floods in the road, people.

You really don't want to drive through them.   Really.  That's how you total your engine and total your car.  Mkay?

I think the Bootcamp trainer & I have reached an unspoken but understood agreement.  As in, he knows I get easily annoyed and he likes to push the right buttons.  I'm pretty much an open book when it comes to things like that.  Redneck knows all about it - he kinda likes to do the same thing.

It's actually kinda amusing.   All good natured fun, nothing inappropriate at all.  If he knows what's good for him.

Lots of shoulder and back work tonight.  We didn't do a whole lot of lower body work tonight, but I expect that to be rectified tomorrow.  Pull ups on the Equalizer, shoulders on the X trainer, lat rows using heavy kettle bells, and pushups/core work on the medicine ball.


WI tomorrow, and I'm feeling really good about it.  Pretty confident, and I like it that way.

I am off to get some more sleep (because otherwise Mom will make the correlation between that and not eating) but I will leave you this before I go.

I am putting together my Vision/Action Board.  Yes, I am one of those people that does that kind of thing - don't judge.  Some of you guys watch The Bachelor.

Anywho,  I came across this quote that is so fitting for so many people in all aspects of life.

“I have been impressed with the urgency of doing.  Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Being willing is not enough; we must do.” – Leonardo da Vinci

It is NOT enough to talk the talk.  You must walk the walk.  You MUST do.

Anything less is ... well, less.

APPLY.  DO.

Da Vinci knew his stuff, wouldn't ya say?

Get it, people!

Thursday, June 6, 2013

And the Laptop is Back!

I got an email from the Apple store today saying my MacBook was ready for pick up.  A new hard drive & $120 later, it is now back.  Unfortunately, they couldn't salvage any of the data from the previous drive.

The boy said he would take a look at it and see what he could do.  Fingers crossed something can be recovered!

Yesterday at Bootcamp, we had to do boxjumps.  CrossFit style.  I lost my footing during the second set, which really discouraged me and then I lost my nerve.  So instead of jumps, I did climbs.  The trainer tried to be encouraging.  He literally held my hand as I tried to the jumps again, but I lost my footing again, even holding his damn hand, and I was done.  No mas.  Boo.

Tonight was leg day, Part 2.  And more core.  God help me.

I swear core leg extensions and V-ups were invented for the sole purpose of grating on my nerves.  Just like I'm positive some people exist for the sole reason of getting on my nerves.


Crazy hair, crazy eyes, crazy sweat.  Does my face look sunken in to you?  Ever since my Mom said that to me, I can't get it out of my head.

Eh.  As usual, I'm probably just making a big deal out of nothing.

I'm feeling really confident about my WI on Saturday.  Isn't it funny how that works?  I instinctively know when it'll be good or when it'll be just ok.  No need for the scale - I just sense it automatically now.  How odd.

I get it, Universe.  I do.  The scale was holding me back.  And now it no longer isn't because I took the power back.

It's supposed to be quite rainy here the next few days.  Looks like we'll be getting the remnants of Andrea round these here parts.  Grr.   Well, we'll see.  I'm hoping it won't be too too bad.

Food prep and then I'm off.

Happy Birthday Kev!



Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Back Up!

Yesterday I tweeted/FB the chicken I made yesterday.  I'm not normally the food porn type, but these looked good.


Two and 1/4 pounds of uncooked boneless, skinless chicken breasts that I pan seared.  I marinated them overnight in a concoction that I  borrowed.  To this seasoning, I added some more things, which I didn't measure.  Trader Joe's Everyday Seasonings, lemon pepper, grilling and poultry seasoning, white wine vinegar, half cup of canola oil, and a dash of red pepper flakes.  Chicken breast tends to be very bland & soooo dry, so I wanted to make sure the flavors really made it onto the meat.

I totally took a bite after they were done, as evidenced in the pic on the right!  It was good, so I'm glad they came out tasty and not boring.

I really wish I had one of those old fashioned charcoal BBQ grills, because I have a feeling they would come out even tastier when cooked that way.  Eh.

The seasonings mix would be great on a whole chicken too, if you want to roast in the oven. I would watch the amount of oil you use though.

I chose not to go to Bootcamp yesterday, so I worked out at home.  I did my own 30 minute strength circuit, then decided to do some Tabata drills.  Amy Dixon's Breathless Body.

Oh my sweet Jesus. There are 8 drills, I could only get through 5.

I thought I was gonna die.


I had to call the Apple store regarding my MacBook.  I need a new hard drive.  I was sooo hoping they could salvage it, but it needs to be replaced.  I don't care about the cost, just over $100, but all the pictures of the kids (my niece and nephew) might be gone.

Crap.

Shoot me now.

Not the worst thing in the world, I know.  Just one more pain in the neck to deal with.  They did tell me that they would attempt recovering any data they could, but it might mean more damage to the already damaged drive.  They'll give the drive back to me to see if I can take it to a respectable place to recover some of the stuff that it's on there.  Another 3-5 days until I get it back.  Awesome.

And what did we learn?  I must back up everything on those external drive thingys that I have and never use.

Boo.  I knew I should've backed up my stuff, I had actually been thinking about doing it for a while, but just never got around to it. Grr.

Returning to Bootcamp tonight, where it'll be leg day.  Awesome.

Back up!  Back up!  Back your data up!

I can hear a certain redneck saying this to me.  Once again proving he was right.  Which I will now have to hear about later.

Seriously, back your data up.  You'll thank me later.

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

"You Look Great!"

The Apple store has yet to get back to me with an ETA on fixing my laptop.  I really hope it can be fixed.  And I would hate it if I had lost everything, like the photos and stuff.  Eh.  Not the worst thing that could happen, but it would still suck.

This is what I wore yesterday.  Blue lagoon capris from NY & Co. in a size 6.


Do I know how to fill out a size 6 or what?!  Honestly, this is what I don't like about being in between sizes;  8's are big & 6's emphasize my child bearing hips more than I would like.

(Note to the Redneck:  please do not agree with me when I say things like that.  Like, ever. I speak for all women everywhere.  Mkay, thanks.)

Last night at Bootcamp was pull muscle night.  My glutes & shoulders are ON FIYA.   We had to buddy up again, and my buddy was a girl named Emma.  She told me that she's noticed I've lost a ton of "weight" since I joined in February. (It's been maybe 10 pounds, if that.)

"You look great, by the way!"

Really sweet of her to say, right?  That's the second time in the span of just  a few days that someone at Bootcamp has said something similar to me.

FYI - trainer pretty much got the message on the touchy feelyness.  Good thing too, since I didn't want it to escalate.


The sweat got into my eyes, causing them to sting and get all red.  I look all kinds of funky here.  Or allergy-ish.

Sweet baby girl Bailey posted about how we should all try to do at least one kind thing for someone else the other day.  So when Emma complimented me, I complimented her right back, saying her legs are banging.  They are, by the way.  I wish mine were as long as hers, but that's a different story.

Anywho, I must run off since I'm posting this from work again.  Shh! Don't tell anyone.

And give someone a compliment today - it takes no effort.  Jeannette - I think you're beautiful in a one piece or two piece.  See?  Wasn't that easy?  :-)

Monday, June 3, 2013

Quick Recap.

I'm writing this from work, so I'll try to be quick.

Yesterday I went to the 60 minute Bikram session.  It was tough, as in I almost passed out during the transition to triangle pose.  No me gusta.

One of the ladies there, Carol, asked me if I had lost weight because it looked to her that I had.  She's the same lady who asked me that last week.  I said yeah I had, although it was probably more inches lost than actual lbs.  That was kinda cool.


Yup.  That's me afterwards, looking all kinds of crazy.  I was so glad when it was over.  Those 60 minute sessions are freaking tough.

It wasn't quite as warm and humid yesterday as it was on Saturday.  No beach trip, which was fine.  I had to do household things (boring and time consuming) like laundry and tidying up.  I swear it just never ends.  Eh. That's what happens when you own a home.  Or in my case, own a condo.  All the same, sort of.

I took the opportunity afterwards to get a hair cut, just a trim and then I hit up Old Navy since they were having a sale.  I always try to get as much stuff on clearance or on sale as possible.  Especially recently, since I'm not sure how much smaller I may or may not get.

Take the dress I wore to the store as an example.  I bought it last year from the Victoria's Secret catalog for like $18.  Talk about super clearance.  I had a hard time getting the thing to zip up  by myself so I had to ask my weird but nice neighbor to help me.  This is why I need the Redneck around, so he can help me with things like that, like zipping up my dress.  Although, according to Tammy, rednecks don't zip up dresses, they unzip them!




A lady in the store stopped me and complimented my dress, saying it was really pretty and also telling me that I looked beautiful.  How sweet, right?  I told her where I got it from, and it turns out she is an avid VS shopper.  Who knew.

I love experimenting with colors and prints now.  Something I never would've done 100+ pounds before.   The dress is a size 8, and the neighbor had a slightly hard time getting it to zip.  Not because it wouldn't fit, but because he had nervous, shaking hands for some reason.  I felt my shoulders and my face turning red because I thought it was going to be too small, I was so embarrassed!  When I realized it would fit, I felt the tomato-ness leave my skin.

I am off to the Apple store to see if they'll be able to fix my laptop.  What an inconvenience.  Maybe it'll be good for me though, this break from the laptop.  We shall see.

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Laptop Problems.

My MacBook died.  I had a great post planned out in my head & everything.  Posting from my phone.   Paula, I had planned to post what I had eaten today, so many apologies!  Will try to do so from work tomorrow. Anywho, had a good day, and I'll update tomorrow.

Saturday, June 1, 2013

"You're Getting Too Thin."

But first, WI Results:

Last week's weight:  148.6 lbs.
This week's weight:  148.4 lbs.


So I lost 0.2. Shoulda gone to the bathroom again before I weighed in.  I went twice!

Eh.  Was halfassing it this week, and it showed.  Nothing crazy, no ridiculous food binges, just not trying like I should have been.  Too much riding on my laurels, I think.  Need to cut that shit out.

I picked Mom up from Shady Pines today!  So she is now home, with Dad and the Yorkies.  Yorkies were super excited to see her.

It was a long drive back home.  And on the way there, she said this to me:

"Mihijita, you're getting too thin.  Your face is way too thin, too drawn.  You look like you're tired."

And so, it has begun.  Sigh.

My whole life, all I've ever heard from this woman is that I was too fat, that I needed to do something about my weight, I'm too this, too that, whatever.  I'm finally within a hair's breath of my dream goal weight, and she says this to me.

In my whole life, I never ever expected to hear that from her.

Sigh.

Quick trip to the beach where I practically melted.  I think I burned a little bit too, unintentionally of course.  New bikini too, which was pretty nice.

Jeanette, how the heck are you still not wearing a bikini?  It's one thing to not want to post a pic on your blog, but not wearing one at all?  I've got a good 20 pounds on you, and I wear one!  You're a tiny little thing, silly girl.  :-)

I'm beat, been a long day.  Nite, people!