MommyWeighLess

Okay...so no...not really.. But wait! There's more! Alright...okay...so I have nothing other than the same old to offer when it comes to weight loss advice.. Buuuuuuuutt... I have lost almost 24 pounds in 3 months and I have only changed a couple of things. Well more like several things, but only a couple that pertain to what goes in my mouth (I'm talking food here for the pervs!!!) Back in October my son Evan, just turning 2 at the time, broke the only scale we had in our home. I threw it in the trash and it was just never a need, so I didn't buy a new one. I also thought what good does it do to step on a scale every morning when I know the numbers won't change, because I am doing nothing to change them. I was eating like crap, treating my body like crap, and really was a poor example of health to my children at the time. To Read My Excuses Look Below Or Bypass To The Next Paragraph: 1) I was being lazy . 2) The husband and I were struggling financially a...

I have been battling to get myself together and get these last pesky 50 pounds off. I have lacked motivation for a while. Between busy 40-50 hour work weeks, school, kids, dinner, house chores, family time, etc... I could make countless excuses ...I have neglected myself yet again. I stopped working out, but I have done my best to keep my eating in check. Essentially I have been maintaining for the last 8-12 months. All of that changed dramatically on Wednesday, September 30, 2015. This is my restart date. And there is a very rude man I want to thank for that. I have always been overly critical of myself. There aren't many women that don't judge themselves on a daily basis. I have always battled with my lack of positive self image, even though I've never had a reason to be so hard on myself. My parents taught us to love ourselves no matter what, and Dustin has never done anything to make me feel less than beautiful. My body has done some amazing things in the last ...

I have recently returned to work after taking about a year off to stay home with my babies again. I work in an office full of men, I am literally the only female , other than they occasional customer. And even then those are far and few between as I work in what most would call a "heavily male populated workforce". It doesn't bother me, except where bathroom issues are concerned. We all know that men and women have very different bathroom practices, as well as expectations when it comes to cleanliness. Not saying all men or women are the same with bathroom hygiene, just different. But that's not the issue I am trying to get to...another blog another day! No I am talking about that time of the month. The most dreaded week of every woman's month. SHARK WEEK ... !  ... DUN DUN DUN ! Well that's what we have deemed it in my household anyways! To the point ...there is nothing more embarrassing than being the only female in an office and bein...

Oh boy. I fell off the wagon. And I fell hard. Think I may have hit my head on the wheel on the way down. Because it has been at least a month since I worked out. And my eating...well...it is bad. I forgot how much it sucks to look in the mirror and be disgusted with myself. I haven't been in this mental state of self loathing in a long time. I know I have been unhappy with my weight for a while, but last night as I rested my hands on my gut...I knew it was time to get my ass in gear and do something about it. Do something to make myself feel good about me. My husband tells me I'm beautiful. Barely keeps his hands to himself, and I could never love him enough for it. But I am so unhappy with my appearance and I know he pays for it. It is time to stop feeling sorry about myself. It is time to lose these 53 pounds.  It is time to gain my self respect back. It is time to love myself again. It is time to be a role model for my daughter. It is time for change. I am disgusti...

So instead of going out for a long walk/run on this amazingly beautiful Saturday afternoon...I find myself cooped up in the car waiting for Dustin to finish playing in the junk yard. Thankfully there is a great breeze coming in through the windows, and the kids have decided they are going to behave. With that said...I am completely content. My man is in his dirty greasy car part element, my babies are cool and enjoying the peace and quiet of the country, and I am happily blogging while listening to the Gator vs. Tennessee game. Go Gators by the way! It is days like this that I am so thankful for the amazing life I have been provided. I am even more thankful for a healthy and happy family. And, in reality,  who could ask for more? How many people in the world are taking for granted this wonderful life we are each given today? How many people are stuck at work? How many are struggling with personal issues? Health issues? Money issues? Or just unhappy in general? I used to worry i...

Okay...so the title is slightly dramatic. And I am slightly hormonal. But either way...any female that has had their period can sympathize with my drama. Or I like to think so at least. This post is a pity party post and I apologize for it now. But I had to vent so i wouldn't consume everything in my kitchen. I have cramps from an unholy place, cravings for salts and sweets that would tempt the devil himself, and a dwindling will power. I. Am. Fighting. And so far I am winning. But that doesn't help with my foul mood. Or the pimple on my chin. Or my deepening dark evilness that is oozing out. And I hate feeling crazy. I know I'm not the only one. But that day before your period. The one where a fly buzzing ten feet from you can send you off the deep end....yeah...that's where I am in my cycle. Who knows? Tomorrow is another day. Maybe my psycho will compose herself by then. And a couple miles and some self defense class will help too!

I have been working out regularly, and by working out...I mean walking...while pushing 50-70 pounds worth of kids and stroller...not to mention the diaper bag...my bag...and whatever else they drag along. We usually walk a minimum of 1.5-5 miles every other day. But my weight is not coming off as fast as it did when I did weight training. And now that we are a one income family again, it just is not in the budget for a new gym membership, let alone the gallons of over priced gas it takes to get there! That all said...Dustin has an Uncle that has a really...really  nice in home gym. I have a really big green eyed monster in me right now. Anyways...I decided to call him up and see if he would mind if I came over a few days a week and used his weight equipment. Of course he said yes, and I went that evening. And the next day... I. COULD. NOT .WALK. I. COULD. NOT. SIT. I. COULD. NOT. LIFT. MY. ARMS. And I love every bit of it. I forgot how horribly awesome DOMS or del...

Today was a very tough day for me, but an eye opener nonetheless. I have neglected my blog, my page, my goals...and most importantly myself. I decided to go back to work about 6-7 months ago. The kitchen in the office was full of junk and sodas, we ate out all the time, and it was SO easy to fall back into old habits that I had worked so hard to change. So easy. And so disappointing. I am disappointed and disgusted with myself. I have put on weight. I have put on 20 of the 50 pounds I worked hard to lose. But what I gained in pounds I lost in employment. Let's just say it was a crappy day. Thankfully I have a good man by my side that supports me in everything I do, and now I can get myself back on track...and spend more time with my beautiful family. But it lit a fire under my butt the size of Texas!!! *** I am enrolled in school, class begins on the 29th! *** I have re-written my weight loss goals and health plan. Even though life is a little undetermined at the momen...

I have been slacking so bad when it comes to fitness. I started a full time data entry job about 9 weeks ago, and after working and having to come home and take care of business here...well I'll make my excuse now...I'm too tired to workout. Been eating poor...here's my next excuse...because I haven't made the time to plan well balanced meals. Tonight after looking at myself with disgust, I have set my alarm. I am going to get up at 6:30am every morning and go for a walk/jog. The kids will be asleep so I can't use them as an excuse, and starting the day off on a healthy note will help me be more conscious of my food decisions. I'm excited to get back into the groove of things, and sad I have been putting it off so long. So say a prayer I don't hit snooze on that silly little alarm.

As you may know I have two very beautiful and perfect reasons for getting healthy and changing my life. I do it not only for myself but for them, and Dustin, so that I am around to see all their great milestones and achievements in life. When I began this journey, I was the only one involved. I made myself separate meals, worked out alone, and didn't push to make it a family change. Then I began to realize that it was making it ten times harder for me. All the bad food laying around tempting me. Seeing them soak into the tv and couch. I knew if I didn't make this a family thing, Scarlett would be like me in 20 years. Overweight and trying to figure it all out via Google. I started slowly weeding junk out of their diets. We never allowed her soda or much candy anyways, so thankfully I didn't have to kick those bad habits. I started cooking more healthy meals with lots of veggies. Introduced her to quinoa...which she loves. Included her in the cooking process. And poor Dust...

I am ashamed and disgusted with myself. I have lost the love I once had found for my body...and I don't know how or when. It been over the past nine weeks. And it saddens me. I worked so hard before Evan was born to not only lose weight, but to learn how to love myself, and I now find myself back at square one. I'm ashamed. But determined none the less. I will fix this. So instead of a New Years Resolution...I'm making a Decmeber 28, 2013 resolution. Starting today I am going to make myself accountable for myself. I will start tracking my food, working out daily, and do what I need to do to be the best me for me...and my family. I won't make excuses for my gain. I am to blame. I haven't been eating well, counting calories, or exercising. I have gained close to 10 pounds over the course of nine weeks. I am now 204.0 pounds. I have 44 pounds to lose to make my goal weight. I want to reach my goal by the end of May. Not a totally unrealistic goal but I won't be...