Personal Training Day 1

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Yikes. Wow. Ouch.

This might be a short post as I can barely lift my arms up to the keyboard. And let's please not talk about my abs. *Cries*

Let's get to the juicy girl talk first, shall we? Guess who's frickin' married? HOT TRAINER!! A girl goes away for a year and a half and all the sudden the hot help is married! Oh well, at least now I can focus on the actual workout! Hehe.

So the workout itself was not as bad as I thought it would be. Had a little wrist pain from the push ups, but walked away relatively unscathed. It was awesome. My whole body was humming by the time we finished. I'm really excited I'm doing this. It's my thing, ya know? The one thing that really gets through to me and pushes me to be better & work harder for my weight loss goals.

The most awesome news of all? Once I reach my weight loss goals at the center, I get to train for free! It's like being a lifetime member of Weight Watchers, only it's free personal training with my boys! How awesome?

So, I have a long road ahead of me, but knee-high boots, bathing suits, rockin' jeans, & healthiness are all waiting for me!

Before photos coming soon!

Let the Pain Begin!

(No, these are not my abs... But they will be!)

Ack! I'm terrified! Tonight is my first session with the personal trainer since January 2008! It's been almost 2 years. They're going to kill me when they find out how much weight I've gained since then!

Oh well, at least I'm doing something about it now, right? I'm excited, but scared. I can not fail. I have to keep trying. This weight is killing me & sucking all the fun out of life, not to mention my wardrobe! Grrrr.

I am an adrenaline junkie, and I need discipline. You can't go to private school for 10 years without walking away with authority and rigid discipline issues. Apparently, it's what I need to stay on track!

I need your help though... I know this is going to be a long road, and there will be times when I wanna cry, puke, scream, and quit. I need help figuring out a word or phrase or image that I can conjure in these moments of weakness. I need something in my arsenal so I can stop the whining defeat in its tracks.

Any suggestions? Wish me luck!

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The Return

So I tried. And I failed. Miserably.

To get the Too Tight Pants past my thighs, that is. Oh, trust me, I knew I wouldn't be able to shimmy my lard into 'em, but still. Ouch.

So here they are. In all their glory. Hopefully, this is the last time you seem them like this: alone, dejected, & hanging out on my bed. Next time, I'll have them on!

Personal training starts Monday! My fat cells are afraid. As they should be!

Have a great weekend!

Muffins & Muffins

Did you know that Dunkin Donuts Reduced-fat Blueberry Muffin has 450 calories? I didn't until this morning. Definitely won't make that a recurring breakfast!

Still working on getting my energy back so the muffin was an "I'm too tired to give a crap about breakfast" afterthought. I'll do better tomorrow. I promise.

I got an email confirmation from my trainers yesterday, asking me if I was pumped to get started on Monday. They say pumped, I say terrified. Whatevs. I am so ready!

Tonight I'm going out to buy all new sparkly workout clothes, as my old ones are a bit threadbare. And I just like to buy stuff. Also on my wishlist:

1. new Sigg water bottle

2. skullcandy earbuds (mine are busted!)

3. heart rate monitor, calorie burning, watch thingie (so technical, I know!)

I can't wait to bring back the TOO TIGHT PANTS! As soon as I can vaseline my way into them for a pic, I will start that back up again. I'm thinking every Friday?

Peace out!

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The Wheels On The Bike

Still a little weak. Coughing just a bit.

Appetite is back. Almost back on track!

In lieu of all the above, I'm testing the waters and taking my neglected, pink bike friend out for a spin. Haven't ridden her in ages. Okay, that just sounded dirty. Anyway, I miss riding my bike, but have several reasons why I haven't ridden it lately:

1. It hurts my butt. Srsly.

2. I live on a No Outlet road but am still afraid of getting plowed over by idiot drivers. There have been too many cases like this recently. I'm paranoid.

3. I live too far away to bike to the bike path, but don't have anyway to transport my bike to the path.

Now for three ways to fix the whine above:

1. Padded bike shorts

2. Cycle without headphones on, facing oncoming traffic. Be alert!

3. Buy a freakin' bike rack for your Jeep, Glam!

The End. See? You can do anything if you put your mind to it! ;)

Lose Weight With Bronchitis!

Yeah, I don't recommend that. Although, I guess it is somewhat healthier than some of the other diets floating around out there.

My new found motivation was working beautifully. I met with my sister at 5:30 am to walk Wednesday morning. And it all went downhill from there. By noon, I was at Urgent Care being poked & prodded. The verdict? Bronchitis & an upper respiratory infection.

Needless to say, I haven't exercised since Wednesday morning. I can barely breathe! I've got me some high-powered drugs so I should be back in the swing of things soon!

I'm off to medicate, read some blogs, and visualize my comeback plan. I hope all of you out there who can breathe and walk without pain are working your butts off in my honor! You should feel guilty if you're not... ;)

Fresh Start: Keep Going

I could fall asleep right this instant. But I wanted to get this post written while it's still fresh in my mind.

I found it. Finally. My spark. My motivation. My burning desire to continue this journey.

Where did I find it? As corny as it will sound, I found it within myself. It has been slowly, sloooooowly coming back to me. Weight loss is just as much psychological as it is physical, & there was a lot of things I needed to process before I was mentally capable of getting back on track.

Now that my base is steady & on track, nothing can stop me. I start personal training in two weeks. Every time I think about it I want to vom. I am so nervous. But I'm also excited, because I know that this is it. 

Life has handed me some very interesting situations over the past 5 years. I can see how every little speed bump, road block, & dilemma has shaped me into a person that is finally ready to work for and attain the life I've always wanted.

It's always been there, waiting for me. I just needed to buckle down, put in the work and go out & grab it! 

I thought about deleting my blog archives and starting over. Because I really do believe I've been given a fresh start. BUT I find a lot of inspiration in those archives, and I want visitors to read them and realize that life happens in between 'beginning' and 'end' and that no matter what, the most important thing is that you keep going!

So, let's keep going!

Now time for bed! Zzzzzzzz

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Every Day Is A NEW Day!

I hate the scale.

Not for the numbers it gives me, but for the hope it takes away.

For the game it plays.

For the stress it gives.

For the room it takes.

For the mind it f.., er, well, you get the idea!

I'm done with it. Again. It never, EVER fails: I use the scale, I turn into a psycho. 

I have THE Too Tight Pants & gorgeous, Banana Republic dress hanging on my wall reminding how much we hate the scale. Starting now, we're breaking up with that hunk of metal.

It was the pants' decision. The dress is just along for the ride.*

I have exactly three weeks until I start personal training again. I was less terrified to have surgery than I am to face these bringers of pain. It has to be done though. It has to be. I've made up my mind. Life isn't going to wait on me. I either need to live it to the fullest or give it to someone who can. 

Since that last thought isn't an option, looks like it's just me and the life I have now. Let's do this mother! I'm reclaiming HOPE! Who's with me?

*See, I told you I'm a psycho!