Category: Travel

Day# Who Even Knows/Cares

So, I took a  four month hiatus.

Luckily, I have some amazing friends that reminded me that I have always done my best when I’m writing and sharing my journey.  Call it accountability, a cathartic release, or a spiritual awakening but whatever it is, it has served me well in the past.

So the last time I posted we were coming up on Cliff’s birthday and I had totally kicked April’s ass.

Well…I’ve done that a couple more times since then.  Anyone seeing a pattern here?

Completely lost it diet/exercise wise in Chicago.

Gained 20 pounds, lost it, gained it back (see below), and lost it again – and was down to 186.9 on August 1st.

I have since gained it again.


In my defense, there have been a few things causing the fluctuations.

**Warning, I MAY be about to drop a bomb on a few of you**

Cliff and I decided to begin IVF treatments back in May.  While we have definitely hit a few bumps in the road, we are currently on pace to do our transfer after my half-marathon in October.  The first thing we had to do was get my thyroid under control.  I’ve never had thyroid issues before and don’t really have issues now.  My levels are considered normal; however, the doctor wanted it slightly lower than it was just for the duration of the treatments.  I was put on a low dosage of Synthroid and even though it is normally supposed to help people lose weight it had the complete opposite effect on me.  For weeks I was anxious, starving, and just in a horrible mood (which led to even more emotional eating).

It got to the point that Cliff took the scale away from me and wouldn’t let me weigh for weeks.  We agreed to weigh once a month, which meant I didn’t weigh from the first week of July until August 1st.

And it worked!  I weighed my lowest weight (as an adult) on August 1st.  I was thrilled, elated, and just overwhelmingly happy.  I thought to myself, “This is the ticket!  I’ll just weigh once a month and then I don’t have to obsess over every little thing.”

Fast forward to August 15th.  Time to leave for vacation!  I was psyched!  I planned all my workouts, the resort had great running paths, and I was finally going to fulfill my dream of running along an ocean.

And I followed through with ALL OF IT…for days 1-6 of 8.

On Friday (Day 7) of our vacation I did my first real “long” run of 5 miles for my half training (BY THE OCEAN!!!!)  Not only that, but Cliff and I walked the 3 miles to and from a Jet Ski rental shop.  My end total for the day was 23,000 steps (equivalent to 11 miles per my FitBit).

So, I rewarded myself…with food and booze and a WICKED sunburn.

That turned into sun poisoning.

And lasted for 5 days.

And ended with a steroid shot and 10 days on prednisone.

Sooooooo, the last two days of our vacation were amazing, albeit a little hazy since I discovered vodka and tropical Red Bull…but also filled with some pretty terrible food choices.

I got the steroid shot yesterday and was immediately ravenous.  Blizzards AND ice cream cones might have happened.

I also stepped on the doctor’s scales while I was there.  I specifically closed my eyes and told the nurse not to tell me because I knew I would be a few pounds up.

I checked my email this morning and they had sent me a link to my patient portal.  Without thinking, I registered and went over what the doctor had put in my chart.

Which included my weight.

Which was 207.


So, a few things – I was fully clothed, including sneakers.  I have had a TON of sodium lately.  I have been super burned for days and retaining water like crazy.  So, while I know it isn’t a real 20 pound gain – it was still a lot for my brain to handle first thing in the morning.

<By the way, I stepped on MY scale this morning and was already back down to 200.1, so I’m just gonna go with that>

I do know that I do so much better when I’m writing about our journey, so I’m going to try and be better about that.  While I am frustrated with my weight, this year has still been one of the best years of my life.  I definitely want to chronicle not just my weight loss struggles and achievements, but also just how truly fortunate I am to be in the place that I am and have the people in my life that I have.

Be prepared for many more updates on weight loss, race training, and baby making!

I knew 2015 was going to be epic.

Here’s just a few shots from vacation, because what post would be complete with random photos?

Our first trip to Universal Studios!
Our first trip to Universal Studios!
My Kentucky Center Peeps!  Some of the BEST people I've ever met.  I feel truly honored to have traveled with them.
My Kentucky Center Peeps! Some of the BEST people I’ve ever met. I feel truly honored to have traveled with them.
I finally fulfilled my dream of running along the ocean.
I finally fulfilled my dream of running along the ocean.
Cliff and I at New Smyrna Beach where we got married.
Cliff and I at New Smyrna Beach where we got married.

Farewell Philadelphia (for now)

I did it!

Not just one “it” but so many “its”!

    • I took my first flight alone
    • This was my first business trip
    • I didn’t eat at a single restaurant (including the Philly pretzels that they had delivered to the office yesterday)
    • I killed it in the training sessions
    • I didn’t check any luggage (yes, I know I was only gone for two days, but you should seriously see how much stuff I “need”  for two days…it’s really absurd)

I’m a grown up now!


I was seriously born for this world, I just know it.  I’m sitting here in the Philly airport with three hours until my flight starts boarding and I can’t wipe this goofy grin off my face.  There are very few times in my life (that didn’t involve my husband) that made me happier than this moment.  Sitting here in an airport terminal, returning from a business trip where I got to train people (one of my favorite things to do!), writing a post on a blog that has chronicled one of the best years of my life is an absolute dream come true.

*Confession Time*

I almost didn’t come on this trip.

When Cliff took me to the airport Tuesday afternoon, it took everything I had not to go into a full blown panic attack.  It wasn’t the flight that I was scared of (although, I admit that I was a little nervous) it was the fear of making a complete fool out of myself in front of the “big wigs.”  What if I sounded like an idiot?  What if they took one look at my training documents and started laughing?  What if I fell flat on my face, in the middle of the street, crossing the four lane from the car rental facility to the airport for my return flight?  (Yes, that last one happened)

My heart started pounding, I was dizzy, and I shook all the way to my terminal.  I won’t tell you about silently sobbing until the plane was in the air.

I even went so far as to tell him that I had changed my mind and I didn’t want to go. Obviously, being the amazing person that he is, he didn’t let that happen.  Instead, he told me for the millionth time that he knew I could do this.  Then he hugged me, kissed me, and shoved my ass onto the escalator.

Ok, that’s a little dramatic, he didn’t’ shove me, but he mentally forced me up the escalator.

I’m very fortunate to have been able to marry my best friend who knows just how to get me to put my big girl panties on and do what needs to be done no matter how terrified I am.  “I can’t” just isn’t in his vocabulary and I feel like I am very, very close to removing it from my own.

So, thanks Clifford, because I am so, so, so very happy that I went through with it.

I’ve never had more faith in myself than right at this moment.  I’ve lost almost 160 pounds, I finally have a college degree, and I have a job where my work ethic is really starting to pay off.  Instead of dwelling on how long it took to get here, I’m starting to truly enjoy the place I’m in.

Thanks for the picture Katie!

Ok, enough sappy crap.  There were some pretty terrible things that happened on the trip.

No Philly cheesesteak.


No long run (I’ll see you again Valley Forge!)


This is the closest I got to downtown.


I picked the wrong week to swear off coffee forever.


See?  Terrible.

Travel Tip Tuesday

Well, I made it.  I’m in Philadelphia and I’m all stocked up with goodies from Whole Foods.  The first night was a success, even though I thought I might lose it for a second at the airport.

I’m talking about the plethora of restaurants when I landed, not the near panic attack I had about getting on a plane alone.

Moving on…

The flight was uneventful, except for the book that I’m reading, but more on that later this week once I finish it.  I didn’t check any luggage (SCORE!) so I went straight to the shuttle for the rental car company and into my Elantra (not impressed, btw).  The hotel is pretty ho hum, but it’s a Springhill so that means Marriott points which means I’m happy.  The Whole Foods is about three quarters of a mile away so I just walked there and back and now I’m settled in and ready for bed.

I’m pretty exhausted because I:

  • worked half a day
  • flew to Philly
  • walked a mile and a half to and from WF (with a 12 pack of water strapped to my back on the return trip
  • worked out on the elliptical when I got back to the hotel

I had this whole big plan of writing about great ways to stay away from dining out while traveling, but that turned into “Stay near a grocery and get a room with a fridge and microwave.”



Not really rocket science there.

I don’t really have a tip for today, but I can finally confirm that only traveling with a carry on is amazing.  I’m going to do my absolute best to never check luggage again.  It was so awesome to walk straight to the gate and board the plane and then straight to the shuttle without having to deal with baggage claim.  I wasn’t too thrilled with my new bag and my carry on has a broken handle so it was still minorly annoying, but nothing like when we have to check luggage.  The next time I fly, I’m definitely trying out my Terra pack.  I didn’t think it was really cut out for a business trip though.

Overall, not too much to report.  Tomorrow I plan on riding over to Valley Forge Park so I can get a run in while I’m here.  I’ll try to remember to take lots of pictures!