Month: December 2013

Day 153 – A Little Spontaneity Never Hurt Anyone

This weekend was crazy busy, but a lot of fun.  I did absolutely nothing I had planned to do (except pick up my training gear and a TON of laundry) but I loved every minute of it.

I had originally planned to go to the gym Saturday morning so that I would have a ton of energy for cleaning out the office/craft room.  However, that didn’t happen because I slept until 10AM!!!  I, honestly, can’t remember the last time I slept that late.  I suppose it might have had something to do with having absolutely no real rest for the past 12 weeks staying up until after midnight the night before.  I wanted more than anything to be lazy all day Saturday, but I forced myself to be a little responsible.  My shoes and bra came in so I went to pick those up.  I might have added five a few new pairs of socks to the order as well.  After I left Blue Mile I went to Target to pick up a few things that I had forgotten at the grocery.  Plus, Katie (my new best friend from the running store) told me about her $11 Champion gloves from Target that were just as nice as the North Face gloves that I was drooling over.  $11 versus $45, I’ll take it!  After Target I went to Lowe’s to look for a peg board for the craft room, but walked right back out.  I decided that I wasn’t going to get a peg board until I had finished cleaning up the room.  The peg board can be my reward for getting it all set up (if that ever happens).  After I ran my errands I headed home to hang out with Cliff and Ben (they get together and play music on Saturday).  Ben had a friend that was visiting from Colorado, so we all decided to go out for dinner when I got home.  Everyone seemed to be craving Mexican so we rode up to Puerta Vallarta.  It wasn’t great, but it was edible.  I had 15 chips with salsa and an order of chicken fajitas.  I skipped the queso dip completely and drank only water (even though I had a HUGE craving for a margarita).  It probably wasn’t the best meal to have the weekend before the last weigh in for the year, but overall I think I did pretty well (we’re not going to discuss the sushi rolls that I had yesterday…yet).

After dinner, Cliff and I decided to go to Best Buy.  I had been due an upgrade on my phone since July, but I just couldn’t bring myself to ditch my iPhone.  I wasn’t about to spend $200 on the iPhone 5 since it was pretty much the exact same thing as the 4s and I was skeptical about going back to an Android device after my horrible experience with the HTC Evo a few years ago.  My biggest turn off on all of the Android phones was the camera.  I love the camera on the iPhone and I absolutely hated the camera on Cliff’s phone (he has the Samsung Galaxy S3).

Luckily, now I have seen the error of my ways.  Ben’s friend, Eric, had the Samsung Note 3 and it was love at first megapixel.  I couldn’t get it soon enough!  I was so worried that Best Buy would be out of them, but I was in luck!   48 hours(ish) later and it’s still glued to my hand.  It hasn’t been more than a foot from me in two days.  It is, by far, the best phone I have ever owned.  I’m sure Ashley is getting a good laugh at me saying “I’m NEVER going back to Android!”  I really like the word “never.”  So, needless to say, I spent the rest of Saturday evening playing with my phone.

Sunday I woke up determined to go to the gym and work on the room.  However, Cliff woke up with a twinge in his back that kept us home for the morning.  He’s had a lot of back problems in the past and has learned to listen to his body (finally) when it tells him that he needs to rest.  We both had good intentions of going later on in the day, but it didn’t work out that way.  Ashley called me around 10AM and asked if I was busy for lunch.  Initially, I told her yes because it was the last Vikings game of the season and I was going to have a house full of people.  Then I realized that I didn’t really want to stay for the game and I was sure Sarah wasn’t all that interested either (she’s like me, football fan by proxy).   Instead we all decided to meet up at Ichiban for lunch and then do some shopping afterwards.  Plus I got hang out with this little cutie all day.


I decided against the grill and just got sushi and I think I might actually do that from now on.  It was delicious and FAR less calories than it normally would be for me.  I’m sure I’ll be going back this weekend with my parents but I never get tired of their Crunch Roll and now Cliff has me hooked on the Crab Shack which also has calamari in it.  I can’t decide which one I like better!

Kaydence didn’t get to finish her nap on the way to the restaurant so she was a little fussy but she got over it by the time we left.  Her and Aalasia were fast friends on the way to Toys R Us and were inseparable for the rest of the day.


We went to a few stores and then headed back to my house to have homemade veggie soup for dinner.  I had a blast and only spent $18!

I may not have made it to the gym but spending an entire day with a 21 month old and a 6 year old certainly is a workout!  I don’t know how they do it.

Today we’re back to our normal schedule, work > home to take out the dogs > gym > back home to cook dinner.  I know it’s busy through the week, but I actually prefer our routine because it helps to keep me honest.  Tomorrow is our final weigh in for 2013 and I’m really hoping to be out of the 270’s but it’s not looking good.  I looked back at my spreadsheets from the Biggest Loser contest we did at my old job back in 2010 and it took me forever to get out of the 270’s then as well.  Hopefully once I break through it will be a while before I hit another plateau.  Since I’m going to be training for my 5K three days a week in addition to going to the gym, the weight should really start falling off after the first of the year.

I’ll post the final weigh in tomorrow night as well as a 2013 progress picture.  I can’t wait for 2014, it’s going to be awesome!

“The essence of pleasure is spontaneity.”  ~Germaine Greer

Day 151 – Bah Humbug!

It’s official.

I’m a Grinch.

I have never been so happy to see the holidays come to an end.  I’m definitely going to have to find some kind of middle ground between not celebrating at all and not buying a gift for every single person that I know.  (However, in all honesty, I wish the whole gift giving aspect of Christmas would just go away!)

I have definitely learned that I can only handle my home town for about 3 days before I start going crazy.  There isn’t a Starbucks for 30 miles!  I’m sorry, but I just can’t live under those conditions.  😉  Luckily, my Mom and Dad are coming to Louisville in a few weeks so I’m looking forward to a normal visit.  This one was definitely straining – and I blame Duck Dynasty.

And that’s all I have to say about that.

Cliff and I got home around 6 Wednesday night and I was in the bed, asleep, by 9.  I was beyond exhausted and even though I got 8 ½ hours of sleep, I still struggled to get out of bed Thursday morning.  I think this may have been due to the pillow that my Mom got me for my birthday.  IT. IS. AMAZING.

The first thing I did was step on the scale…

And then immediately wished that I hadn’t.

I was up 7 pounds.

I have no idea how that’s even possible. 

We worked out 3 of the 4 days that we were there and I came in well under my calories every day except Christmas Eve.  Yes, I completely lost control ate quite a bit at my Grandparent’s house, but there’s no way it was seven pounds worth…

I didn’t even drink…



I’m trying to convince myself that it’s water weight and it will be off by Tuesday, but I’m actually feeling super defeated.  We made sure to hit the gym right after work yesterday and I’ll be going back today and tomorrow for a total of six days this week.  Hopefully that will be enough to undo the damage.

The 2nd will be here before I know it, which means it’s time to start training for the Color Fun Run 5K that I’m running with my Dad in June.  I’m going to start with the Couch to 5K app and see how that works.  I’m hoping that since I’m able to keep my heart rate around 135-145 for the duration of my 45 minute workouts then I’ll be able to keep up with the training program.

The running store called and said that my new sports bra was in but didn’t say anything about my shoes.  They told me that they would be there in 7-10 business days, so I’m guessing it won’t be until sometime next week.  I really, really hope they’re here before Thursday.  The only thing I have left to buy is a pair of gloves and I think I’ll just pick those up when I get my shoes and bra.  My Grandmother gave me a $100 gift card to Blue Mile for my birthday and I’ll definitely put it to good use!

We’ll see.

I was able to score two UA compression shirts while I was in Mayfield (not to mention the ridiculous amount of clothing that I got at my Aunt’s consignment store – that will have to be a post of its own!) So I decided to have Cliff take a few progress pictures (I’ll post on weigh in day).  I snapped one of him while I was looking for the best spot in the living room.  I was REALLY blown away at his progress.  It’s unbelievable sometimes.

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Yes, I’m super jealous (but also incredibly proud).

I don’t feel like I’ve made as much progress as I would have liked to by now, but I’m content with where I am.  I’m 2 pounds away (going by official weigh-ins only) from being 50 pounds down from our start date.  We’re two weeks away from being half-way through a year, so I’m right on target to lose 100 pounds in a year.  That will put me at 211 (roughly) about the time I’ll be running my first 5K.  I’m still mulling over my final goal weight and I keep coming back to somewhere between 145 and 160ish.  I think that would get my out of double digit clothes as long as I make sure to keep working out.  Right now I’m just focusing on getting out of plus sizes.

Cliff and I are going to a friend’s house tonight and I’m going to do my absolute best not to indulge in any snacks or alcohol.  My friend, Dawn, gets gourmet turtles from a local bakery every year for Christmas and they’re like crack.  Refusing them will be a difficult feat.   I want to get up early and go to the gym tomorrow and then come home and work on my craft room, so I doubt we’ll be out too late. My goal is to have the craft room/office mostly put together before I go back to school.  I’ve decided to make better use of the gigantic desk for homework and blogging.  First, I have to wade through the purses and scrapbooking supplies that currently cover every square inch!

I’ll post before and afters tomorrow.  Wish me luck! 

Day 146 – Happy Birthday Mom!

The holidays are really doing a number on my ability to make daily blog posts.  I thought I would have more time once my classes were over for the semester, but I find myself having less and less time to work on the things that I really want to be doing and making more commitments for things I don’t want to do.  However, I will have to admit that I’m a lot less busy than I usually am this time of year, so I guess I shouldn’t complain too much.

The week didn’t turn out exactly how I had planned but I feel like we adapted rather well.  The Christmas party for work wound up being Thursday night and not Friday.  Cliff claims that he knew the whole time, but I have my doubts…

Originally, the party was supposed to be held at some uptight specialty beer bar but at the last minute it got changed to…


Which, in case I haven’t mentioned, just so happens to be our favorite restaurant in the city.   At first I had decided that I was just going to skip dinner because we had a rather large lunch (which I will talk about, in more detail, later in this post) but I just couldn’t take it once everyone else had ordered.   I decided to try a grilled version of my favorite sandwich – the chicken cor don bleu – and was pleasantly surprised to find that it completely took care of my craving.  I only had half of the sandwich and maybe 8 French fries.  I stuck to Diet Coke and didn’t even partake in the Happy Hour $3 cocktail.  All in all, I’m pleased with my decision, but had I realized the party was Thursday instead of Friday I probably would have had a lighter lunch (which would have proven to be unfortunate).

You see, had I eaten a lighter lunch I would have missed out on something amazing.

Cliff and I (and a few coworkers) had decided to try Toast on Market (the place Cliff took my for my birthday breakfast) for lunch.  When we got there we were told that it would be a 30 minute wait – at 11:40AM on a random Thursday – so we decided against it.  There was a new restaurant next door that didn’t have a wait so we thought we would try our luck, and I am so happy we did.

The restaurant’s name is Harvest and it has a farm-to-table theme.  I’ve seen these types of restaurants on shows like Top Chef and loved the concept in theory, but didn’t think I would like one in reality.  I’ve never really been a vegetable eater, and when I think farm food, I immediately think veggie dishes.  One of my worst habits is that I always stick to my comfort zone when we go out to eat (or when I cook!).  I’ve made it a goal this time around to try more new things or at least new variations of the same old stuff I’ve been eating.  So even when I thought the place would center around fresh vegetables I decided to go with it anyway.   I have never been so wrong about a restaurant!  It never occurred to me, for whatever reason, to think about the dairy and meat aspect of farming as well.

As soon as we walked in, I was immediately in love with the décor.  The walls were lined with photographs of the local farmers that supplied the food on the menu.  The restaurant touts that a whopping 80% of their menu comes from within 100 miles of the city.  The tables were set very simply, but still managed to feel elegant.  They mixed linens with mismatched silverware and Mason jar lamps for a great pairing of southern comfort and chic style.

The extremely limited menu was a little intimidating, but I wound up feeling glad that it forced me out of my little food bubble.  I decided to play a safe 50/50 and order something that I was pretty confident about as well as something on the other end of the spectrum from my normal French fries or baked potato.  After much deliberation between the day’s special (which was a dished called Poutine that was made up of house cut fries, two sunny eggs, smoked chicken and pork rib meat and pork jus with cheddar and swiss) and their grilled cheese.  I felt like the Poutine sounded like something that was out to clog every artery I had, so I decided to go with the grilled cheese.

I know what you’re thinking, “How is that out of your comfort zone?!” but this was unlike any grilled cheese I had ever had.  It had two pieces of lightly toasted brioche smothered in white cheddar pimento cheese and cut into fourths.  It was absolutely delicious and I’ve been dreaming about that sandwich for the past three days.  While the sandwich stole the show, the side I chose was a very close second.  Growing up I despised grits (yes, I’ve spent most of my life as an extremely picky eater) but over the past year I’ve had a change of heart.  Twice before I’ve tried a bite of Cliff’s cheese grits or bacon grits at Wild Eggs and was shocked when my taste buds didn’t recoil in horror.  So when I saw that they had three cheese grits on the menu I felt compelled to order them.  I was not disappointed.

I’m already plotting my way to going back for lunch next week when we get back from Christmas break.


Friday night was pretty uneventful.  We stayed home and took care of our responsible stuff before the trip and went to bed early.  Saturday, on the other hand, was busy from half an hour before the alarm went off to long past my bedtime.  I started the day by taking the dogs to their first visit to the groomers on the other side of town and in a torrential downpour.  After we dropped off the dogs we went home to finish packing for our trip.  I left for the salon around 9:30 and was speeding home at 1PM!  I couldn’t believe I had been gone so long.  We were supposed to pick the dogs up at 1:30 and there was no way I was going to make it.  Luckily they were really cool about it and let us come by a little late.  I picked up Cliff, packed up the car, and drove back to the other side of town and picked up the dogs.  We were finally on the road at 2:30.

The drive went by fast and before I knew it we were pulling into Mom’s driveway.  It was raining so hard when we got here that we had to sit in her driveway for a few minutes before we decided to swap vehicles with her and unload the car under the carport.  By the time we brought in the dogs and unpacked the car I was exhausted.

Almost as exhausted as I am right now…

Not only was I exhausted but look at this horrible torture that I had to endure!  My cousin, Tammy, was making candy bags for everyone at her church and she recruited us to help.  This might have been the biggest test of my willpower yet.  I did decide to have one Starburst and one Hershey Kiss with Almonds, but that’s it.


Today was pretty relaxed.  It was Mom’s birthday so we just kind of hung out all day and then went to dinner with my grandparents.  Mom said she wanted Cracker Barrel (but I think she was just saying that because I had mentioned that we could safely eat there.  Mom’s heart is just huge like that).  All the way there I was daydreaming about a pecan pancake (again, I blame Katie’s blog) but was sad to find out that I couldn’t order just one pancake.  I wasn’t too heartbroken because after that Dad told me that he had a DQ ice cream back at the house and I knew it was in my calorie budget to have a piece.  I decided on the usual – grilled chicken tenders, carrots, green beans, and hashbrown casserole – and, as usual, it was really tasty.  I had the budget for a cornbread muffin and decided to try it.  I normally don’t like cornbread unless it’s full of sugar, but the one I had tonight was yummy!  I had Cliff snap a quick picture of all three generations on the way in and, of course, I had to take a birthday selfie of me and my Mom.




Cliff and I tried the gym here this morning and plan on going back tomorrow.  We took a crack at a new machine and I’m a little nervous about how I’m going to feel tomorrow.  I’ll talk more about it when I can hold my eyes open.  I feel the bed calling my name.  I’m sure it’ll be another early morning tomorrow and I have a ton to do.  Hopefully I’ll be able to walk.

“A Mom forgives us all our faults, not to mention one or two we don’t even have.” ~ Robert Brault