Note to self: Don't celebrate a weight loss!

Last night Mr. J and I had plans to meet up with a person at work that we're friends with. Went to one of our favorite local bars (miss you Mad Raven!) and had a good time. I had a few Smirnoff Watermellon and Soda's (stayed away from the Sprite). Then we decided to order Spinach and Artichoke dip....because we all needed something to munch on. I didn't realize how hungry I was because I practically hate half the dip! Ugh! Bye bye 3.4lb weight loss! Then on the way home Mr J was hungry. I made the decision to stop at Wendy's. LOVE me some Wendy's. But I was good, I had a side salad and a small chili.....and only ate half the chili. That could have been a disaster in itself if I decided to get whatever I wanted!

So in follow up to the podiatrist, I am going to have surgery (YAY....can't you just hear the excitement?). Mr J and I just have to figure out a date. But in the meantime, he had given me these really awesome foot supports. Let me put it this way. My feet are so flat, and have been for so long, that these supports are beating the crap out of my arches, and actually making my bunions feel worse. Awesome huh? Sigh....well, I'm still hoping to go out to start my Week 2 for C25k today! I hope I can make it all 30 minutes.

Happy Friday everyone!

Jigga What?!

That ugly white thing next to the Porcelain God that I stepped on this morning told me that I lost 3.4lbs?! Trust me, I stepped back on that thing about 3 or 4 times to make sure that it wasn't wrong. Maybe it isn't so ugly and mean after all. We'll see next week if I curse it's name or not. Either way...HOLY CRAP! I'm flipping excited!

So last night I went running, finished my Week One of C25K. Can I say, it really is possible to both freeze and sweat your ass off? I ran in 40 friggin' degree rainy drizzly weather. I didn't want to miss one more day of running.....so I made myself go. I'm glad I did. I feel as though I'm starting to run better now. Week 2 starts tomorrow! Just a wee bit more running than week one and a week bit less walking. I should be getting my new shoes soon so hopefully it will be easier to run. The sneakers I have are pretty old. I used them for my second triathlon almost 4-5 years ago.

Today I also go to see a podiatrist. THIS I'm really nervous about. I've had bunions all my life, and now at 28 years old, they're really starting to hurt A LOT. I'm not nervous about the possibility of surgery, being out of work for a while, etc. I'm nervous about not running for a while. I JUST got into working out again. I enjoy this a ton and I'm really motivated right now. Then again, it also took me 3 months of having Week one downloaded into my mp3 player before I actually got out. Like the title of my blog, I want to go from my flabby self to a fabby self. Sitting on my a$$ on painkillers while could be nice, will probably just keep me flabby for a while longer. I don't want that. So fingers crossed for me today where either (a) I won't be unable to do a damn thing for a while, or (b) surgery will be after the summer where I can work out, look smoking and already be in shape come surgery time. That way it's just a wee bit less hard to get back in shape!

What a day yesterday!

Well, that downpour that lasted from about 5-6pm wasn't in the plans. What's up with that? By the time I got home there were a few things that came up where I wasn't able to get out once the sun started shining again. Last night was a bit of a stressful night. Dinner was done late and I haven't finished entering it into SparkPeople. We ended up making little tarts, kind of like meat pies, with the crust made out of coconut flour, left over taco meat made from ground turkey and shredded cheese. I'm starting to really like coconut flour, bit of a PITA (that's pain in the a$$) to work with, but the flavor is a heck of a lot better than other gluten free products. They also have a TON of fiber in them as well. I've been trying to drink more water so the fiber doesn't have the reverse affect on me. Yikes! That would be scary!

So tonight, yep tonight I'll do my run. Finish off my C25k Week 1! Strangely, I'm excited for Week 2 to start already. Tomorrow morning is my weigh in for the week. Fingers crossed for that! Dinner tonight....chicken. I really wish I remembered to take food out so it can thaw in the fridge while we're at work. Need.To.Remember!

Wish me luck tomorrow at 630 when I step on that evil thing on the floor next to the Porcelain God!

Starting over...and boy is it different this time.

What the hell happened to me three years ago that allowed me to get this way? Oh yeah, I met my husband. It's not his fault, it's all mine. I really let myself go once we started to get really serious. When I met Mr. J (that's what we'll call my husband), I was a pretty hot chick with red hair, 5'8", 142lbs. Went to kickboxing every day and I was probably about 2-3 weeks away from the 6 pack I've always wanted. Not to brag, but I thought I was pretty hot back then! Then I met Mr. J. Dinners out, not as much time at the kickboxing studio, dinners in, ordered out all the time. We got serious really fast! We started dating in January, April, we went and looked at rings, June we moved in together, July we were engaged. Now, the day that I got engaged will be a day that I'll remember forever. It was such a high, and such a low all in the same day.

Mr. J arranged for me to go to his doctors office, ask some questions (as he has some health issues and he wanted me to ask any questions I had). That morning, nothing fit me....not a damn thing. I ended up squeezing myself into my size 8 cargo pants (previously wore a size 4), and put on a gray polo shirt. Ok...I squeezed myself into that as well. First words out of Mr. J's mouth "You're going to wear THAT?" He even went into his closet and pulled out his gray polo shirt because it was the same thing. He's 6'4", formerly 300 (give or take a few pounds)....how the hell is his shirt the same thing as my shirt?! Really?! So I start crying. Not a farking thing fits me! We went about our day, time to leave for the doctors....got there....asked my questions....he proposed, I didn't say yes, I just said "are you freaking kidding me?!" All my friends know, this is a typical reaction to anything exciting, happy, angry, etc. LOL But that was my way of saying yes. Went to put the ring on.....it was really snug. Rewind a few lines ago, we tried on rings in April, he bought my ring in July....there were a few pounds gained which made the ring a wee bit snug. Especially when it was super humid out as well!

Over the next months the weight kept creeping up and up and up. Wedding came and went and I didn't look anywhere near what I wanted to. Now here it is, 3 year, 3 months after I met my wonderful husband, I am now at 188lbs (my highest, 196....close to that dreaded 200lbs mark!). What the hell happened? I still don't even know how the hell this happened. I mean I know we indulged in pizza, booze, Taco Bell, booze, Chinese, booze....but how? Oh wait....we indulged in pizza, booze, Taco Bell, booze, Chinese, booze....well, you catch my drift.

Now today, April 27th, I'm really realizing that this time of me working out, losing weight, it feels a lot different before. I'm doing something that I really enjoy now even though it hurts like hell. I've started the Couch to 5k program (see spoken as C25k). Mr. J and I are doing a low carb diet (which actually helps us with both of our health issues - he needs to watch protein, sodium, potassium, and a whole other slew of things....Me, I'm Celiac, no bread, no wheat, no rye, barley, malt, etc). I started all of this this past Friday, tracked every thing that I've eaten (and drank as well) as well as my workouts. Today is my Day 3 of week one for C25k, just hoping the rain holds off because I'm not yet ready to start running in the rain.

I really need to keep up with this too. My family has a history of obesity, heart attacks, high blood pressure and high cholesterol...on top of all the various cancers that have run rampant through my framily. I want to be around for my husband. I want to be able to have children. When we do have children, I want to be able to be active with them. I also don't want to see me in a hospital when they are 15 because of a heart attack like I saw my father. I'm doing this for myself and everyone else that matters or who will matter when the come into my life.

So here it is everyone....Accountability: Taken on 4/22/2010
Weight: 188
Height: 5'8"
Waist: 36"
Hips: 42.75"
Thigh: 26"
Arm: 13"

Weigh ins will be weekly and measurements will be taken every two weeks. Wish me luck on my run tonight!