Vodka and Soda

getting shready

 

 

behold my death sentence.

as of next week, i'll be doing jillian michaels' 30 day shred.  translated, this means a slow, painful torture where by day 30, you are invited to my funeral.  based on the reviews, each daily workout is 30 minutes of weights and cardio geared to tear your ass up, sculpt your body and make you wish hateful shit on ms. michaels.  this appealed to me because it boasts results without a long, tedious and annoying workout.

my journey towards a healthier me has been a slow, yet successful one and by slow, i mean doing it right through proper diet and exercise.    because i'm way lazy and anything remotely overwhelming exercise-wise will just make me not want to do it at all, i started out with a short, yet intense 4-minute tabatas routine which embarrassingly, was hard.  as i got used to exercising regularly, i incorporated my treadmill and last week, i started planking.  bikinis, get ready for me to wear the shit out of you.

last week i discovered that i lost 5 pounds (but gained 2 back because of muscle development) and i can now fit into my size 4 jeans without feeling like a stuffed sausage (holla!).   because the scale always lies to me, i ignore it (as well as the BMI chart bullshite) and instead, i go by how my clothes fit and how i feel.  i've also noticed that my mid-section seems smaller and less jiggly tighter.  these slight differences provides a huge incentive for me to continue with my program and push myself when all i want to do is lie down and do nothing.  although the pounds aren't dropping as quick as i'd like them to, the trade-off is that i've now fully (re)adapted to a healthy lifestyle that used to be a struggle for me to maintain.

and now, i'm ready to up my workouts and have jillian michaels kick my ass.  a few friends on twitter have decided to do this 30-day shred with me!  misery loves company and what better way to stay motivated than knowing your friends are suffering with you!  i'll be posting my progress (along with my whining and complaining) every friday.  if you want to join the challenge, feel free to link up.  monday we start!

 

alright jillian michaels, bring it; we's schready, yo.

362 day photo challenge, day 16 - first report card

 

my little one is growing up so fast. 

 

362 day photo challenge, day 15 - mom and tot boots

 

 

Kayla put her Uggs beside mine.  how cute is this?

 

 

362 day photo challenge, day 13 - my new favorite mug

 

 

 

my new fav mug from my fav tea place.

thanks to blarkness for her awesome gift card so i only ended up paying $7!

 

362 day photo challenge, day 12 - skinny isn't always pretty

 

 this is me back in 2009 and 2010. 

no matter what i ate, i just couldn't put on weight.  i drank ensure and boost (meal supplements) 3 times a day and still couldn't put on any weight.

i'm 108lbs in this picture; a weight i haven't been since i was in grade 9.

for someone who could never get those model-skinny legs (and i worked out for years), i had them during this time.

but i was not healthy.

while i always say how i want to be skinny, i don't want to be skinny like this.  not ever again.

there is such a thing as too skinny.

i'd prefer to be a little plump and happy than skinny and unhappy. 

(ps - this was not due to an eating disorder; this is what depression can do)

 

 

OAL update, 362 day photo challenge, day 10 - all grown up

 

i already gave my OAL update in this post and i'd like to add that i'm a complete bonehead because i forgot to weigh myself when i started.   now i have to dig out that vile scale that always seems to lie to me and give me numbers that i don't like.   i've also upgraded my workout to incorporate my treadmill.

one thing i would like to add to this update is that i'm doing this workout nearly every day and yesterday i didn't go into cardiac arrest or pass out from asphyxiation.   this workout is becoming slightly easier and my metabolism has increased because i get hungry every 2 hours.  from what i remember back when i worked out and was all healthy and shit, this is a good sign.    i expect to be model thin and shredded by next week.  oh, and i still haven't had any sweets/dessert.  wa-fucking-hoo.

 

*********362 day photo challenge, day 10*********

 

kayla got her first homework assignment from preschool - practice counting and writing.  with a little help from us, here is the result.  in case you're wondering, she's 3 and a complete genius.

watching your child write her name is the most incredible thing and really tugs at your heart.

 

 

362 day photo challenge, day 9 - ghetto carry case

 

until i get my new case, i be going all ghetto and using a bubble envelope i stole from work. 

it's how i roll.

 

 

random workout update; 362 day photo challenge, day 8 - new client

 

it's been a week since i started my "workout" regime and the reason why i'm using quotation marks is because it's a 4-minute program. it's also been over a week since i last ate anything yummy and by that i mean junk food or dessert.  nothing.  nada.  zip.  something is not right with this.

i don't recommend going cold turkey from sweets; that's just crazy talk and you'll turn into a cranky, whiny bitch like me.   at first it was hard because i have a bag of chips downstairs that are my favorite flavor (sour cream and onion) and when my usual routine every thursday was to give my mouth sour cream and onion orgasms, my mouth now finds vile and loathesome trail mix instead.    i end up only eating the yougurt blobs and dried fruit because when i was eating a lot of almonds and cashews, the roughage was doing a number on my bowels;  you do the math. and toilet, i'm sorry.

speaking of bowels, i think i may have caught a mild version of whatever tummy bug kayla had.  it's not as severe because all of my childhood illnesses have given me an iron stomach but it's certainly helped my diet because i don't feel like eating much.  who wants to eat anything when you feel all kinds of bloated and anything you put in your mouth results in you shitting out your insides to a point where you swear you're giving birth through your asshole?  

in any case, i think hell is freezing over and i thought i saw a pig fly by because i find myself rushing home to do my work out.  me, rushing home to work out?  that doesn't sound right.  or perhaps i'm rushing home so i can get through this before hubs comes home to me grunting and groaning and being all heifer pig-like while i go into cardiac arrest doing this goddamn routine.  yeah, that sounds more like it.

 

 

********362 day photo challenge, day 8 - a  new client********

i landed a new client today.

 

362 day photo challenge - day 7

 

my lover has arrived.  hours of gadget molesting will ensue.

 

362 day photo challenge - day 6

 

berry smoothy with OJ and activia vanilla yogurt. 

yummy; hits the spot every time.