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Disclaimer: This is a judgment free zone. If you’re going to be anything but positive, go ahead and leave now. I commit to the same. I may not always be happy but I won’t come here to vent. This is my celebration station and if my horn tooting is annoying - you don’t have to read it.

Another Disclaimer: It won’t always be pretty, not negative, but not always pretty. That is all.


Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Week 1


This week was all about discovering the program foods that I like and the foods that I don’t. I already know what I’ll be ordering (and almost more importantly NOT ordering) the next time aroundJ. ‘Nuff said.
This eating plan actually really works for me. I’m always on the go and rarely have time for more than one sit down meal in a day anyway. For breakfast I have oatmeal or eggs. For lunch I warm up some soup and then my dinner with Ben is my real meal. I still get 3 snacks in there at some point. Woot Woot!

Week 1 results: down 9.5 lbsJ 35.5 to go.

My Why's

I want to sit in a plane seat comfortably – not feel squished by my own fat. I want to feel squished by people I love – Marley in my arms and Ben leaning into me to cuddle.

I want to be able to join in a pick-up game. Not worry about getting a black eye while dribbling down the field. (see disclaimer – not pretty;)
I want to teach Marley healthy habits by example. Not just eating habits – but lifestyle habits. I’m starting with me and my vice – food.

I want to do what I want and not hide behind my weight. Too many of these examples… I’m not going to start.
I want to be able to play with Marley (and future kids) on the floor and outside. I want to play the airplane game with them and throw them in the pool and jog with them during their fun runs.

Ugh – that last one got me crying. I ran a 5k when Marley was 4 months old. I got to run it with my 8 year old niece. She loves running and has won quite a few local races (yes, even against the boys – girl power!). While I certainly wasn’t in any kind of shape, other than ‘round’, I found myself jogging along side her and talking her through each obstacle. By the end of the race I was shouting to her to keep going and make a sprint to the finish. I won’t lie – she left my side at that point and I was too tired to keep up with her sprint. Those last few feet, Ben stepped up (he was always pretty close by pushing the stroller) – this was my turn to be coachedJ
As we were driving home, we were talking about the run in general. Ben told me about when he and his siblings were growing up how his dad would coach them through their runs. Breathing techniques, focusing on your stride, keeping your head up, etc. I love that. I already know that Ben can do that. But I want to do it too.

I want to coach Marley’s soccer team. And volleyball team. And basketball team.
I want to LIKE to shop for ‘my style’ of clothes. This is related to ‘hiding behind my weight’ mentioned above. I think I have style - I just blame my weight for not being able to pull it off. – Haha! Pun NOT intended, but still funny and applicableJ

I think that’s about it. Obviously there are more reasons but these will be my core motivation to drop –and keep off – these 45 pounds.
Wish me luck!