The Dinner of Champions....

Apparently I get sick and all sense of sensibility goes out the window. I think I may have bronchitis. I haven't eaten a thing all day and when Mo had to run around picking up the kids and I hadn't come out of the cave I had created on the couch with my blanket, he offered to pick up dinner. The thought of food repulsed me until they called from the McDonald's drive-thru. But see, I showed SOME restraint. A happy meal. lol. Dinner of Champions.

Anyway, wish me luck at the docs. I'm maknig an appointment tomorrow. Hopefully I can just get a shot and call it a day! (Not Tequila)

Weekly Weigh In: LMAO!

So remember my mantra...a loss is a loss? I had to TOTALLY remind myself of that this week. I have eaten perfectly, worked out 3 times..and my weight loss this week was an ASTOUNDING 1.1 pounds....lol. All I could do was laugh. I'm not even going to try to figure it out, just keep plugging away.....I'm going to just focus on the loss and not the actual number. But REALLY...1.1 pounds??...good grief!!

Rain or Shine BABY!!!

Seriously, what's a little bit of rain, right? Like I mentioned earlier, Mario wanted to wait until after dinner to go workout. So an hour after we ate, we were all set and ready to go. Warm clothes? Check! IPOD? Check! We were all ready to go...and then..we opened the door. Why had it been perfectly clear ALL DAY and the minute we're ready to go.....raining. So we stare at each other and Mo, gives us the kick in the butt that we need and said, let's do this. So...another sweatshirt? Check! Beanie? Check! And we're off.

I can't even imagine what people must have thought of us. There were a lot of people driving by and there were Mo and I running. It was actually really nice, minus the extra cricks in the knees that I'm certain were caused by the rain. And, I can say, that I feel officially ready to move on to week 2 of Couch to 5k. Don't get me wrong, I'm not exactly running or anything...but I'm not gasping for air like I was after the first run. Honestly, if it weren't for my bad knees and ankle, I could probably have gone for another 20 minutes...my body is just feeling the effects of this extra weight. I know it's not going to get better until it gets worse so I gotta just keep on trucking. And Mo did his very first day of Couch to 5K! Wahooo. So I'm going to do week 1 for one more week so that we can be ready for Week 2 at the same time.

Okay, well I'm off to watch Grease with the kids...they're killing me...eating popcorn...sheesh! I know it's late, but we didn't wake up until very late today for the first time in at least the past 6 years.......adios!!

One day left......

Today ends the end of my one week of absolutely no cheating. I have to say. I think I cheated yesterday. So that makes me sad. But I'll let you guys be the judge of that.

Knowing that I had Mickey's wrestling tournament to be at after work, I planned out my foods for the day accordingly. I knew we'd have to eat out for dinner, so I planned on picking up two grilled steak soft tacos, fresco style from Taco Bell. ((For those that don't know, you can order fresco style for almost anything at Taco Bell. What it means is they take off the cheese, sour cream and just put a simple pico de gallo sauce in place of the fat...lol. Two grilled steak soft tacos are 320 calories and was definitely under what I had left for the day.))

So my point is, I planned. I even packed a whole lunch bag of yogurt, apple wedges, granola bars and almonds for the girls so that we wouldn't be tempted to hit the ever-tempting snack shack at the match. Well...the match turns out to be a tournament. Which .is.LONGER. To make matters worse, it was POURING rain outside and I couldn't bring myself to make Mario go hunt down a Taco Bell for me. So I snacked on some almonds and drank 3 bottles of water just waiting it out.

I kept hearing them announce FRESH HOT PIZZA at the snack shack and HOT DOGS ARE READY at the snack shack and BUY A HOT CHOCOLATE at the snack shack. By the time we left the school it was almost 10pm...and I had to drop off a couple of mijo's friends. So there I am at 10pm eating my dinner. Granted, I fell below my nutritional maximums for the day..BUT...I don't eat after 8pm...like EVER..like even a grape. LOL....so I ate 2 hours past that. I was so tired too, I even told Mickey, I wonder if I should just go home and go to sleep and he yelled at me MOM you HAVE to eat!

I guess my choices were to buy a piece of pizza at the snack shack before 8pm or wait and eat a litle bit better late at night..i know for sure the fat in the pizza blows the fat in those two soft tacos out of the water! I don't know, I feel like I made the right choice, just bummed that I didn't stick to my very strict 8pm guideline.

In any case, today is another day. Mo and I are going to work out together tonight. This is a definitely a lesson in compromise. I wanted to go this morning but he'd rather go tonight and in order to get him a part of this, I gave in to tonight...so we're doing some cardio AND some strength training..(hence the compromise, I'll wait until later...but he's going to have to do more than just cardio! lol)

Anyway, I love that the weekends aren't just blown to crap anymore. I really think about everything I eat. It's so important....

Uh..OKAY! (Part II)

Lmao. Mario and I had quite the experience this weekend. On Monday, we decided to go gym shopping. The first gym was nice. Smaller but brand new awesome equipment (complete with Bob the treadmill!). So we got all the information. The guy's name was "Chad"...of course it was and he was like TOTALLY gnarly..but still a cool guy. No-pressure, etc.

AND THEN WE WENT TO GYM #2.......lol. oh my we should have stopped at Gym 1. It was everything we didn't want it to be. Okay so this chick gives me the third degree about who I made the appointment with, etc. and I kid you not...she had one eye that totally wandered the whole time. And I mean, I'm not trying to hate..you all know I'm down with MY PEOPLE..but seriously, who taught this girl how to talk. "Okay so um ya, like I'm going to show you the cardio room....so like that's it and uh..ya. Okay and there's a pool, okay ya and then there's like a raquetball court..so YA and there's tanning beds for all of our members, so like do you guys want to join OR WHAT". We were like uh..OR WHAT. This girl was a hot mess...and slightly chubby (not that I'm one to judge) but when she looked me up and down and was like "I mean, you like totally need to work with trainers because you know, like uh we know what we're doing and could help you lose weight..so YA". I was like uh....YOU? or that chubbIER trainer we saw when we first walked in that gave Mo THE EYE....ugh. After 20 times of trying to let La Lazy Eye know that we were NOT signing up for her smelly, raunchy gym we walked out of their cracking up....goodness gracious!

My second not so funny-at-the-moment-but-funny-now story happened to me today. I went on my jog/walk in the parking lot by myself again. Only this time it was dark outside. Probably stupid to go because I kept looking over my shoulder to make sure I wasn't getting jumped....which I didn't...UNTIL...I got to lap 7...whereupon I met HIM...a pinche perro. Ya'll..a pitbull looking perro..looking at me like homegirl, you need to get to stepping. I had no clue what to do, so I slowly turned around and walked away....I get to the end of the driveway and make the mistake of turning around to look through the fence..and all I see is PINCHE PERRO running straight towards the way I had just left..girls...let me tell you. I didn't realize I was as fast as I was.....I took off RUNNING, like RUNNING! I guess by the time he reached the exit, he couldn't tell what direction I went because I didn't see him again.

Anyway, the moral of the story is, don't run in deserted parking lots..because if you aren't worrying about some creepy creep creeping up on you, you will be haunted by pinche perro....

The end...

I'm Back!--Part One

First off, I want to say what I couldn't say for the last few days due to our DSL being knocked the heck out!

I am good. I'm back. Totally. Like I said, Mo jumped on this bandwagon with me and so far we have been doing fantastic. We are at the halfway point right now and I am proud to say that I have not cheated or slipped or oops'd once. Top that off with not 1 but so far 2 workouts, I am feeling pretty good! Aaaaaaaaaaand stick the cherry on top of my boss telling me that I looked thinner today, well, I'm not sure what angle she was checking me out from..but shoot, I'll totally take it.

I wanted to touch on the moment I had on Monday. Off we went for a family day to the track. Mario was folding laundry at home and I was finishing cleaning up after breakfast. He told me whenever I was ready, to let him know and he'd go to the track with me. Well, about 30 minutes later I tell him I'm ready and he was out the door! lol. We loaded the girls' bikes and decided to make it a family day.

So we're at the track and Mickey is of course running circles around both of us, Iliana and Tita are bouncing between riding their bikes and screaming YAHOOOO everytime one of us passes them by. Mario is walking/running and I'm doing the Couch to 5K deal. At one point, I'm walking my 90 seconds and I look across the track...I guess at some point, Iliana had decided to join papa and they were RUNNING! Mickey and Tita were playing together at this point and I was just overcome with a sense of WOW. Noone else was as lucky as I was at that very moment. To be able t oshare something so simple as working out and getting the whole family involved....it's just a far stretch from where we've been and I didn't take it for granted fo rone moment.

I wanted to also note how important this blog is to me. Knowing that there is a place where I can say the things I won't even say aloud is so very important to me. Having friends that are here to hold me accountable and support and cheer me on and up is amazing. This feeling is better than anything I could achieve at any meeting. I will always get back on my feet because of this blog and because of you (even you, my silent readers...MO!).

Oh Happy Day

Take 2: The internet is down. I guess its our entire area, due to the storm. I wanted to post so that ya'll don't think I'm curled up in a ball contemplating life.

We are doing great. Even with an extra day of vacation, we stayed right on track and even had a family day at the track. It was awesome and one of those moments that stands out in your head.

I have so much more to say but not from this phone...lol

1st Breakdown of the Year

I'm sure there will be many more, but hopefully not like the one I had yesterday. I finally watched the Oprah on weight loss that was on last week, the other day. It just stopped me cold. The weird thing is, there was nothing I hadn't seen before or didn't know, but it just stopped me. I knew that I wasn't in the right place to do this. Not by myself at least. I want to. Oh my gosh how badly I want to. I'm finally in a place where I just can't live like this anymore. I've become a person that I don't like anymore and that is a first for me in my 30 years of life. I've become a "wear sweats to work everyday" kind of girl because I can't stand myself in regular clothes. No matter what I do, I feel gross. And not to be big-headed, but I've never seen myself like that. I've looked at myself like, ya I need to lose some weight, but I still felt pretty. Those days are gone.

I don't want to live my life being the one to take pictures because I don't want me on film. I don't want to be the one who doesn't want to play with her kids because I have a headache. It's weird that this all hit me when I had been losing weight and doing so well, but really, I've had a lot of days when I've eaten "one thing" that I shouldn't have and if you add up all those "one things" I was sabatoging myself.

I did the STUPID and weighed myself midweek this week. I gained back the weight loss I had from last week. I knew I'd gain back soemthing since that weight was loss mostly by yacking up my insides. But still, I was down in the dumps.

So I stayed quiet for a couple days. Trying to figure out what I was going to do. What I need to do to succeed. Last night I broke down to Mo, my soulmate. I told him flat out, that I can't do this without him. I can't be doing good and then have someone ask me at 10pm if I want ice-cream. I know he does it to be thoughtful, but it kills me! I do better when we do things together and we need to do this together because like what I saw on Oprah is that this has to be a life change, not a diet. I hate the word diet anyway. Well Mario and my kids are my life. If they aren't on the same page as me, then this isn't a life change, it's a B change and this isn't just about me.

We talked and talked and of course, because he is my life partner and could feel my pain, agreed to get on the ball with me.

So we're back to the basics, the things that worked for us last time when he lost 30lbs and I lost 20lbs. We're going back to the Sparkpeople.com preset food plans for a couple weeks and then slowly reintroducing our own likes back into it. But the best part is we're doing this together. I HAVE to write down every last thing that goes in my mouth if I want to stay on track. So I will post that here.

I'm working on our food plan for the week and then will get my grocery shopping, etc done. I'm scratching last week from my memory. I need to be the person I've always felt like and seriously, if I have overcome in my lifetime, this too shall pass......

Okay, I feel better.......actually I felt better last night after I talked to Mo but I wanted to make sure I got this down in my journal so that I could remember it.

Not a good day

And that's all I have to say about that. TGIF. Have a great weekend friends...

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Stealies!!

Mi amiga has this little tally at the end of her blogs where she posts her workouts, etc for the day. I love it and I'm stealing the idea...GRACIAS L!!

Today was a long day. I had NO NO NO NO NO DESIRE to workout especially after having to wait 30 minutes longer than usual when picking up Mickey..but I did it. And i'm so proud of myself. I found this parking lot right here by my house that is huuuuge..and empty..and off I went. I loved it. Very private. There was one other older man that seemed to have the same idea as me but it was good. I felt a little safer.....we wished each other good night when we were down (he totally was there longer than me!) But I finally downloaded the actual Couch to 5K podcast and it is soo much better than trying to keep track on my stopwatch. Let me relax and just focus on the workout..and trying to catch my breaf (even though the music makes me feel like I should have a glowstick in both hands! lol).

Oh..when you all download the podcast and hear it...hilarious There's this one part where the guy is like right now you should feel the run..but should not be tired or out of breath....I'm like uhm.....SURE!
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Workout: Couch to 5K podcast: Week 1--30 minutes

Por Favor...

waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah my blog got erased. I'm too exhausted to repost. The jist of it is that I only got 3 hrs of sleep last night and I want to cry. Oh..and Tita is sick. Nothing weight loss related...all TOTALLY health related.

My Lifelines...

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Me and my girls getting our sweat on. Well, I got my sweat on...they bounced around me, giggled and smacked my booty when I was doing lunges....either way......we had a great time and I got my biggest loser workout in! lol. GOOD things happen in three!

STOP THE MADNESS!

Ladies and...I'm assuming..ladies. LOL. You see that little thing on the bottom right side of my blog. The number thing..that shows me how many of ya'll love me and come check me out every day...So...since I see 100+ log-ins and NOT 100+ comments, I'm going to have to ask that you please stop stalking me. LMFAO! JK. I'm not THAT paranoid, but suuurrriously....drop a girl a line from here to there please...otherwise I'm going to think you're all sitting back in your comfy homes, laughing at me. And really..that's JUST not nice....and I may have to resort to finding a tracker that will also gives me your social security number and blood type so that I can track you all down....

Thank you. I'm off to go grocery shopping and then working out while the hubby makes dinner...he's THE BEST!! and while we're on the subject....so are you. seriously. xoxo

What I could have done better....

So by now the world knows I've been sick for a couple days and my tummy is on near empty. Anyway, after mickey's wrestling matches, we usually pick up Subway. But today, we grabbed that dirty burrito I wanted last week. And while I only ate about 2/3 of it, I realized, I could have eaten 1/3 of it and been at a 3 (is that the right number, G?) But now it's 10:47 and although I had fallen asleep at 8:30, I am now awake with a painful tummy and a burrito stuck in my throat.

It's a process, but I'm learning. Before I would have scarfed the whole thing down with not a blink of an eye. I guess one step at a time, right? Tomorrow will be better....

Weigh In: Week 2

Weighed in today. -4.5 for a total of 9 pounds. I'm not going to lie. I'm sure a solid pound of that came from me being so sick yesterday and most of today....so I'm going to have to work my tail to keep that off this week and still have an additional loss.

Wish me luck!

Tummy Watch: 8pm...

Life.is.not.fun.right.now. I guess I need to eat, but the thought of it is really disgusting me. I tried soup. notsogood. Wish me luck. I can't miss work tomorrow. Oh heck.

Something horrible is a brewing....

And it's in my stomache....omg ya'll. I am soooo sick. I have been in the bathroom all day and this short little blog is taking forever to write because I need to keep running to the bathroom. UGH.

I was ALMOST excited about doing day two of my C2K plan in hopes to overcome the soreness that is attacking my bones...but I'm thinking today might NOT be the day. There is no potty at the tracks...

Not such a pretty face......

LMAO! Putting all sense of pride and dignity aside, I am showing you all what a REAL woman looks like after a workout. You always see these hot chicks on tv, sweat dripping off their bodies, looking all gorgeous.....well here I am..in all my glory, immediately after my workout....

Please note the fatigued eyes, the bright red, dotted cheeks....the frizz coming off the side of my head. Ignore the eyebrows that need to be handled because that craziness is not a result of a workout, moreso the result of not having adequate tweezers on hand.

In any case, I had a dream last night. One I have very often. It's my running dream. The details are always different, but the main theme is always the same. I'm running..like Mr. Forrest Gump...RUNNING!!!! No pain in my shhhest, just running. I love the feeling of this dream. I feel like I could do anything and go anywhere, like I could keep running forever. I've never ever (even in my athletic days) been a runner. Not a natural runner, but I always have been in my dreams.

Uhm... and then I woke up. And I decided to start my Couch to 5K plan today as I promised yesterday......not.the.same.as.my.dream. My shheeeest hurt, I was sweating, breathing hard, wanted to spit (since when do I even know how to spit??) lol. Anyway, a hot mess I tell you. But I did it. 27 minutes later, I was done. Completed workout 1. I'm waiting to see if it's going to get easier (TELL ME IT's GOING TO GET EASIER!!)

Oh before I forget. Gina!! You were in my dream. We were hardcore working out together..so....get on it girl! lol!

TGIF!!!

The weekend is here and it couldn't have come any sooner! I am beyond pooped. Getting adjusted to my normal life is rough after 3 weeks of easy-street. I didn't realize how busy I was at work and then with my "after-hours" job as a taxi driver, personal chauffer, whatever it is you want to call me. I prefer the crazy lady that drives around town picking up child after child who all insist on calling me mommy....

So tomorrow begins the first of my "real" workouts. I am determined to complete this Couch to 5k plan that my homegirls on the LF board have suggested....I'm hoping to get my fellow comadres on board....wouldnt it be awesome if we were rocking a 5K in 9 weeks?? So that is my goal. The family is going to sweat but I can't because my favorite AF (tia floja, i like to call her) is in town...so I will be venturing over to the track instead. And I went ahead and promised Iliana a trip to the park to try out her new scooter and I try to never break promises to them which is why I purposely did that so that I must keep my word (funny how much easier it is to keep my word to those little ones than to myself...only...not so funny)....so I am determined to STAY on track.

Tonight we are eating Nemo for dinner. It's this seriously deranged way I got the girls excited about eating fish..yes...only my children would run through Disney yelling, I'm EATING NEMO!! And they wonder why people look at us funny...

Hi...My name is B...and I eat my feelings...

Seriously, what a moment of awakening these last two days have been. So before you all get crazy and try to jump me..I will say that I, in fact, did NOT eat my feelings, but omg how badly I wanted to. And it's not even that anything MAJOR was happening..I was just in a bad bad mood...grumpy, tired, etc and all I was thinking was...SON OF A MOTHER i have a salad for lunch. I mean...it was a wonderful salad and all (I love Trader Joe's) but good golly, Senorita Molly, a whopper would have so comforted me even more...

Last night..same thing. Seriously, I was cock-blocked...only that's not the right word..I was burrito-blocked. LOL. I left the choice up to Mickey as to where we would pick up food from--our original plan was Subway. I did this KNOWING he would pick burritos and oh my heck did I want one...and yes! My plan worked..he picked burritos...and wouldn't you know it...the only taqueria in any close proximity to his preppy school was CLOSED! UGH. Angrily, I drove to Subway and was much better for eating my healthy sandwich..

So today...as I'm just WANTING my hamburger, I realized..DUDE, I'm such a comfort eater. I thought that was so generic--like every fat's girl excuse for being fat and when I visualized people "comfort-eating", I got totally disgusted because I pictured someone gorging on burgers and fries and shakes and boxes of cookies...but that comfort eating is looking for food to make you feel better. That's what I was doing. And I had no real reason to be grumpy, but there I am, putting my momentary happiness in the BK...ugh..give me a break!

Seriously, I am SO dramatic sometimes....lmfao..omg I am giggling at the thought of me crying into a pinche whopper...LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

El Diablo

Comes in the form of this box on the left......Look at it. It's so deceiving. I mean, the name alone says health right? Special K. Not ordinary K...SPECIAL K. And look. There are strawberries. That's a fruit....good for you, keeps you regular, the whole 9 yards. And looky...only 90 calories! That's 10 calories less than all those 100 calorie packs that are all the rage. So what's the problem??

THEY TASTE LIKE CANDY!! And I love them so. Thank GOODNESS the box only had 6 and I had already eaten 4 throughout the weekend, week...because if I could have, I would have eaten ALL 6 last night. They have this amazing icing coating. They're crunchy and fruity and sweet all at the same time. It's so freakin awesome. So a word to the wise...don't get these little sinful treats..because as we all know, everything in moderation....I'm sure they are good for you..If you eat one..however 90x3 is 270 and really..that's more calories than you need to eat in a barl...lol..and that's how many I would eat if I could.

So I got some dark chocolates from Trader Joe's today...if ever I have that ridiculous chocolate craving that I seem to get everytime my favorite Aunt is here for an extended stay. The good thing is that I can really only eat just one. And it'll be enough to cure my craving. And dark chocolate has been giving incredible reviews by all the health people lately..so there you go.

Okay...don't forget biggest loser tonight..it's 2 hrs long! I can't wait!!

Weigh in 1: January 7th

So I repeated my mantra in my head...a loss is a loss....a loss is a loss....and plopped myself on the scale. I lost 4.5 pounds....now I'm at 230.5. Hopefully next week the 230's will be gone forever.

Bob has left the building....

Due to circumstances beyond my control...Bob is no longer coming to my home. All my hopes and dreams were crushed when Mario called me out of town to let me know. No ya'll, I mean, I was seriously depressed. See..this is part of my problem. It is SO easy for me to get deterred. I was lying in bed with my babies thinking, just forget it all...I can never do this without my magic machine. And then I fell back asleep and woke up again and said WTF is wrong with me. One pinche machine? A belt that moves when you walk? I'm giving up for THAT, get over it Ozuna...you can do this with or without the machine.

So although I am still horribly disappointed, I have a short-term goal. I am going to give it 6 months of trying it on my own, saving up the actual cold hard cash and then reward myself with Bob...till then I'm going to have to rely on B.

I've also done some reading this weekend and I think its going to be best if instead of shooting for 2lbs a week, or 3 pounds or whatever, my goal is to lose. period. A loss is a loss. So that I don't get frustrated and angry, etc. a loss is a loss. So tomorrow is the big day. Let's see how it goes....

And then Mother Nature called.....

and mama was PISSED! Our vacay plans got derailed MAJOR....let me start at the beginning...

It was 4am. I was sound asleep and was suddenly woken by a blood-curdling scream. My heart lept out of my throat...I screamed for Mario. He and Nana met halfway down the hallway and she was just screaming and screaming. Mario gave her to me so he could run and get Tita and she was just shaking. When I finally got her to calm down, she told me through tears that a monster was trying to get in her room and was shaking her window. We looked out at the window and sure enough...it looked like a pack of monsters were trying to get into my room too! Only they were trees shaking so hard. I've never seen wind/rain like that in San Jose. It was nuts.

This morning, I turned the news on to hear about 75-125 mph winds. Trucks were tipping over on the freeway. Roads/freeways were blocked off due to accidents, flooding. At last count 275,000 people were without electricity. My heart dropped. I didn't want my mom to lose all her timeshare points but really...I was the one who had gotten voted to drive all the kids there and there was just no way I was going to be responsible for that. After a couple hours and things getting worse..it became clear...we were staying home. We're going to see how the morning is, but for now, home is where the heart is..and where the pants stay dry. We have been hit by not 1 but 3 storms at the same time. Crazy right??

So I didn't get my bomb workout...we went bowling and the most I worked out was my thumb. LOL....but seriously, here are some pictures from SJ Mercury so you can all get an idea of what we're dealing with...

VACAY!!

So tomorrow, my girls and I are packing it up for a road trip....and when I say my girls, I mean Nana and Tita...and when I say roadtrip, I mean somewhere 2 hrs away. LOL. We are going to a small little town just to get away for the weekend before I have to head back to work. My sister and her boys are going as well as my mom and my sister's "mother-in-law".

We have gotten the news that a snowstorm is hitting this weekend where we are going. Which means, it will be too stormy to get to the snow and too rainy where we are at to get out and about. Our plans include many many board games and a trip to a casino which is about 40 minutes from where we are staying. It comes complete with a bowling alley and arcade for the kids and of course some slot machines for mama B.

Only my luck isn't all that. In fact, i do believe it's non-existent. And my sister is soooooooo lucky. She will hit. I guarantee it. And i'll have to pretend to be excited for her. lol!!

Okay so but really...the coolest part of it all is..that the resort we are staying at has a pretty cool gym. So I can promise you all that for the next 3 days I will work out for 30 minutes. I gotta get my rear ready for the arrival of Bob. I had to run across a huge parking lot today in the rain with the girls and I was all out of breath...not so cute.

Oh and speaking of my girls...I so understood what the contestants on Biggest Loser meant when they said they wanted to lose weight before their kids realized that they were fat....uh TOO LATE! Today my sweet little first-born who put me through 37 hours of pure torture and pain to get here, politely tells me today that I have to do some essersise because I'm short (that means fat to someone who has never heard the f word)...and she said so I can be sessy. I said I'm not sexy right now? She said no mommy, you're pretty but you have too much weight, you need sexy weight. *Siiiiggggggggggh* Tita looked at her, gave her caras and said, "MY MOMMY PWETTY! Sessy is naked and my mommy NOT naked!!" Which, my friends, is exactly why that little girl is getting everything when I die. Remind me to change my benefits on Monday...

JLO Knows...

Everyone knows that Mrs. Anthony is not on the top of my list..but noone can argue with her body..homegirl knows what she's talking about. I remember reading a typical interview with her when they asked her how she keeps her body in tip top shape and the very first thing she said was that she always got 8 hours of sleep. And I'm like uh MUST BE NICE..but seriously, that is sooo doable. And I'm sure it starts with not staying up until 230 am just becausr you're on vacation. Dude I swear, I have this complex where I think that just because I'm on vacation that it means I HAVE to stay up late....good grief. So I have spent the day with a sick Tita and an exhausted body and realized that tonight..I need to add getting 8 hours of sleep to my list because I am not going to be able to live up to Bob's standards if I don't get my rest. So tonight..I WILL be asleep by 11pm and up by 7am tomorrow. And I would ASSume that once works starts I will have to make that time even earlier.....so..if you see my online after 11...block me. hahaaaaa!

Here's hoping for a more productive day tomorrow..although I will say I did pretty good eating-wise. And of course Mo helped me out by bringing Subway for dinner....the commercials are true. The best option!

Out with the Old!

I celebrated New Year's with my Cuban comadre who shared with me her tradition of getting rid of a bowl of water at midnight in an effort to let go of the things you wanted to be rid of. I sat there with my bowl for a second thinking and then realizing that Mickey was just WAITING for me to throw the darn bowl, I tossed it. You can see in the picture, I mean I THREW it. Out with the old. I'm ready for that. It's more than just anything physical or superficial. I realize that for this journey, I need a completely new mindframe. A completely new train of thought.

I am a perfectionist. Mario says I have serial-killer tendencies. I think he was being funny...I THINK. The downfall to wanting everything done exactly right, is how easy it is to give up if one thing doesn't go according to your plan, your schedule, your itinerary. So I'm starting small.

Step one. Clean out the fridge and the pantry. Getting rid of all the holiday cheer. I've gotten jolly enough, let me tell you. I am working on my food plan for the month because it was too exhausting to do it weekly. And my first short term goal is to go one month--that's 30 days--with no excuses, no diversions, no oopsies. One month. I should be able to do that right? No excuses. That's going to be tough. So is typing on my broken laptop so excuse me if this has a million errors, I can't see the screen. (long story).

Anyway, out with the old. Except when you get rid of something old, you have to replace it with something new. Hence my visit to the grocery store. ha!

2008....is starting off great

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It has begun....

Like my profile says, not to brag but I am a pretty darn great mom, wife, sister, daughter, and friend. I love taking care of you all and putting you as my #1. When you hurt, I run to find a cure. When you're sad, I stick my clown-nose on and make you smile. When you're happy, I grab the closest box of kleenex so that I can cry tears of happiness for you. And I love to do it, because I love all of you. Just as I am fortunate to have all of you love me like you do. And because this just seems to be a mutual love society, I am calling upon all of you. Like Jerry Maguire says..help me, help you. Only...help me!

One of my many many goals for 2008 involve my health and the improving, maintaining of it. This blog is a piece of that journey and you, my captive audience are responsible for ensuring that I stick to my blogging. I WILL post my successes and please celebrate with me..and I will inevitably post my failures. Get my rear back in gear. If you have seen a week go by with no post from me, please be assured that I am sitting somewhere stuffing my face and most definitely not exercising. This is the time to text me, call me, nag me, hit me. This blog is my written permission.

So off I go. 2008 is here. I am following the typical masses and vowing to lose weight in this year, but i come equipped. I have the tools (Sparkspeople), the motivation and the support system (ya'll)...oh..and courtesy of Mario---come January 12th or shortly thereafter, I also have my new best friend (sorry comadres)....please meet our newest family member and my machine that I have already adoringly named Bob (yes, from Biggest Loser)...(see image above--I'm new to this and can't figure out how to put the picture here --->).

And so it begins....weighing in at a sturdy 235 pounds (I just saw several biggest loser contestants with the same weight :( )... I am off. I will weigh in every Sunday morning and that weight is as off this morning.

2008...is gonna be great!
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