I have been a member of Curves (again) since May, 2011. Yesterday was my second weigh in and I am officially down 10 lbs and almost 5 inches (total). My BMI and whatever other body fat measurement they amuse me with have gone down. That never happened the first time around! I know I have a long way to go, BUT, this is huge. Not only because it's a nice, real number but because I am under 300 lbs. And I VOW to never see that number again, unless it is the amount I am depositing in my bank account, or the amount I am spending on my new wardrobe. I have a long way to go, but suddenly, it doesn't seem so far away. I know I can do it. And I'm super pumped up now! And I love going to Curves in the middle of my work day at least four days a week. I feel amazing and soon will look that way too.
That's all, it's been a long week and weekend. Until the next success update......May you be blessed and pay it forward.
~Lori
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
Missing me?
Today, as I am preparing a retreat for the Children's ministry at church taking place tomorrow, I have clicked on the shortcut to my blog five times, yes five. Is this an accident? Hmm, who knows. Truth is, my fingers are probably trying to tell me something. I have not been very good. Not entirely my fault, but mostly.
Since I last blogged, I started doing pretty good. I started going to one of those weight loss clinics. You know, the kind that give you shots...yah. Those. And I joined curves which I started going to every day during lunch. It was going well, I lost weight and inches and started feeling good, for the most part. The shots were pretty awful, made me feel awful and I don't believe they helped. I think it was the eating choices and exercise that was making the difference. Then, I went on vacation. I danced my heart out with some of the coolest women on the planet...in wedge heals....and toured Washington D.C. and came home with a fractured foot. I tried to go to curves in my big ol' hot boot, but it didn't work. So, I ate like crap again, I didn't exercise and fell off the wagon....again.
This past week, I had the amazing opportunity to go to the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ) General Assembly in Nashville, TN. There I was in worship with over 5000 brothers and sisters in Christ. All shapes, sizes, colors, sexual orientations, races, immigration statuses....you name it. It was nothing short of amazing. I absolutely did not eat well, but my foot is better and I got a good bit of walking and swimming in. And the best part is, though it was 6 nights and 5 days packed full of information, learning, prayer, fellowship and worship, I came home last night feeling refreshed and renewed! My soul was fed, my body was rested spiritually and moved physically and spiritually. And I realized (again) that My body is not mine. It is a gift from God. And regardless of what I do to it, he will love me none the less. But, he has given me this gift to take care of. He has cleared the path many times for me to do so, and I have failed, yet he forgives me. Every single day. And it's time I give him a rest. Rather than forgiveness for my weaknesses, I want to give him (and every single one of you reading this thing) a reason to rejoice with me! Rejoice because I have finally followed the path he has paved for me and am ready to go back around but only to take people with me! I cannot do that until I get around it by myself.
So here I go again, back on this road. My spirit is refreshed, my foot is healed, and my motivation is re sparked! I start going back to Curves on Monday and will experiment with Zumba on the Xbox as well as walking outside when the weather permits. I am still going to walk in the 5K on August 6th, albeit slower than I had originally hoped, but that doesn't matter. God does not clock our time. He just wants us to follow him gracefully and faithfully.
I look forward to developing my fabulousness, from my head down to my toes. Will you join me?
Since I last blogged, I started doing pretty good. I started going to one of those weight loss clinics. You know, the kind that give you shots...yah. Those. And I joined curves which I started going to every day during lunch. It was going well, I lost weight and inches and started feeling good, for the most part. The shots were pretty awful, made me feel awful and I don't believe they helped. I think it was the eating choices and exercise that was making the difference. Then, I went on vacation. I danced my heart out with some of the coolest women on the planet...in wedge heals....and toured Washington D.C. and came home with a fractured foot. I tried to go to curves in my big ol' hot boot, but it didn't work. So, I ate like crap again, I didn't exercise and fell off the wagon....again.
This past week, I had the amazing opportunity to go to the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ) General Assembly in Nashville, TN. There I was in worship with over 5000 brothers and sisters in Christ. All shapes, sizes, colors, sexual orientations, races, immigration statuses....you name it. It was nothing short of amazing. I absolutely did not eat well, but my foot is better and I got a good bit of walking and swimming in. And the best part is, though it was 6 nights and 5 days packed full of information, learning, prayer, fellowship and worship, I came home last night feeling refreshed and renewed! My soul was fed, my body was rested spiritually and moved physically and spiritually. And I realized (again) that My body is not mine. It is a gift from God. And regardless of what I do to it, he will love me none the less. But, he has given me this gift to take care of. He has cleared the path many times for me to do so, and I have failed, yet he forgives me. Every single day. And it's time I give him a rest. Rather than forgiveness for my weaknesses, I want to give him (and every single one of you reading this thing) a reason to rejoice with me! Rejoice because I have finally followed the path he has paved for me and am ready to go back around but only to take people with me! I cannot do that until I get around it by myself.
So here I go again, back on this road. My spirit is refreshed, my foot is healed, and my motivation is re sparked! I start going back to Curves on Monday and will experiment with Zumba on the Xbox as well as walking outside when the weather permits. I am still going to walk in the 5K on August 6th, albeit slower than I had originally hoped, but that doesn't matter. God does not clock our time. He just wants us to follow him gracefully and faithfully.
I look forward to developing my fabulousness, from my head down to my toes. Will you join me?
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Ha- I'm back....
You know, I hate trying to lose weight. I wish obesity was the norm sometimes. But, I realize that it isn't. I wouldn't call myself lazy....all of the time. I think I just have too much on my plate. A full-time job, a full-time course load, two kids five and under, a working husband and an active church life. Where does eatting healthy and working out fit in? Strangely, the two (supposedly) would help the others get easier, or so I hear......
So, in the last two years I've tried it all. Weight watchers, sparkpeople, beach body, the biggest loser, calotren etc. I've also contemplated medical weight loss (pills and shots) and even surgery. I don't want to do something so drastic, because I know I can do this! But, how. When. Where. Why? What is my problem? Why is it so hard? Just ugh!
But, as I look back at the ups and downs one thing remains consistent. My desire to lose weight is strong. My motivation is in my head, but it stops there most of the time. And the need is non-negotiable. I have two small children. I have a husband. I have an abundantly blessed life that God has given me. And I need to do something (yesterday) to sustain it. What I am doing now is NOT working.
So here I am again. I have a new exercise bike in my dining room. The weather has turned. My kids have spring fever. And it is time the excuses stop. I need to do this so that I can be happy and healthy and live the life God planned for me. But how?
I'm going to try Weight Watchers again. I'm hoping to meet some online accountability buddies so I'm not going at this alone. I want to lose weight so desperately. I am 30 now (FABULOUS AT THIRTY OF COURSE) and I am really starting to feel it. There has never been a better or more important time to take action. I owe it to GOD, myself, my kids, my hubby, my employer, and everyone else whose life I may touch in the process. So, as I begin (tomorrow since it's bedtime) I am going to strive for greatness and do this, once and for all.
Many Blessings,
FAT_Lori
To my facebook friends who read this....no, I'm not on facebook until Easter! I can follow through with at least one thing in my life :) I just thought I'd post this...for motivation, accountability and to let you know I'm still alive, since I don't talk to most of you anywhere but there! See ya on Easter! Be Blessed!
So, in the last two years I've tried it all. Weight watchers, sparkpeople, beach body, the biggest loser, calotren etc. I've also contemplated medical weight loss (pills and shots) and even surgery. I don't want to do something so drastic, because I know I can do this! But, how. When. Where. Why? What is my problem? Why is it so hard? Just ugh!
But, as I look back at the ups and downs one thing remains consistent. My desire to lose weight is strong. My motivation is in my head, but it stops there most of the time. And the need is non-negotiable. I have two small children. I have a husband. I have an abundantly blessed life that God has given me. And I need to do something (yesterday) to sustain it. What I am doing now is NOT working.
So here I am again. I have a new exercise bike in my dining room. The weather has turned. My kids have spring fever. And it is time the excuses stop. I need to do this so that I can be happy and healthy and live the life God planned for me. But how?
I'm going to try Weight Watchers again. I'm hoping to meet some online accountability buddies so I'm not going at this alone. I want to lose weight so desperately. I am 30 now (FABULOUS AT THIRTY OF COURSE) and I am really starting to feel it. There has never been a better or more important time to take action. I owe it to GOD, myself, my kids, my hubby, my employer, and everyone else whose life I may touch in the process. So, as I begin (tomorrow since it's bedtime) I am going to strive for greatness and do this, once and for all.
Many Blessings,
FAT_Lori
To my facebook friends who read this....no, I'm not on facebook until Easter! I can follow through with at least one thing in my life :) I just thought I'd post this...for motivation, accountability and to let you know I'm still alive, since I don't talk to most of you anywhere but there! See ya on Easter! Be Blessed!
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Regress
Well, I am back. Happy New Year! Unfortunatley, I do not come bearing good news. Progress was apparently not in my vocabulary last year. Regress, a relatively new word to me, well, that I am using anyway, is. Instead of losing weight, I gained it back! And now, though I said it would never happen, I am back over the 300 mark. As I go back through some of my older posts, I realized something. Man, does it look good on paper (or a computer screen in this case) I am great at setting goals, great at telling stories, great at dreaming; I am not great at following through.....with anything. I do not know what to do about this, except pray for direction. But I'm not really good at that either. So, I am declaring this year, 2011 a year of new beginnings. And truly it is.
On the very first day of this year, we moved our family into a house. It is not ours, but we will be here for as long as the landlords will keep us. I am beginning a different direction in my job. I am an established student. I am taking on more responsibility in church. Or on more commities, which usually amounts to more responsibilty. And with all of this I have a renound sense of peace and faith. While I did not accomplish my weight loss goals last year, I would not say it was a total loss. I learned a lot about my faith, my church family and how God works. I think that is where the peace part comes in. So I think I will leverage some of that in my weight loss journey.
This year, weight loss is not just something I want to do. It is something I HAVE to do. I went to the doctor late last year fearing the worse. My blood pressure symptoms were all over the place, I looked up every symptom I thought I had on webMB and convinced myself I have it all. Everything an obese person should have. But, much to my surprise (and relief) with the exception of my BP (which was not even high when I went, after two days without meds) I am perfectly healthy. I do not feel that way though. I have a laundry list of things I want to accomplish, things I want to do. There is this heavy weight holding back this reality though. No, really, HEAVY WEIGHT. When I was 25, it didn't bother me. But today it does. I feel it. It hurts to move, to breathe, to walk. It's hard to get up from chairs, it's hard to hold my kids. I can't get comfortable in bed, I have heartburn. All of these things are because of my HEAVY WEIGHT! It's true! Because I'm perfectly healthy except for that. I am not, however, naive enough to think that I will stay that way if I continue on the path I am on.
So what to do with this newly found intellegence? Heck if I know. I am going to put it back on the top of the list though. It has to take a priortiy, right up there after my prayer life. I have to take control. I need to feel good and remain healthy if I am to follow the path God has led me on. While I don't know what this is completely, I know I can't do it like this.
Here we go again. A new beginning. A fresh start. A rekindled flame. A necessity. I'm not setting goals, because I suck at them. I am going to take babysteps. So much in my life is in sync right now. I finally feel like I have control over our home, our finances, our relationships. Actually, I don't have control....I've relingquished control. I'm just a manager. God's really in control. But the one thing that is poorly managed is back on the top of the list. I'm know I'm F.A.T......fabulous at thirty that is. But, I no longer want to be the other meaning of that three letter F word. So, as I pray, I hope you will too. Not sure what this will look like yet, but I know I'm not alone on my journey, and I look forward to seeing what lies ahead.
On the very first day of this year, we moved our family into a house. It is not ours, but we will be here for as long as the landlords will keep us. I am beginning a different direction in my job. I am an established student. I am taking on more responsibility in church. Or on more commities, which usually amounts to more responsibilty. And with all of this I have a renound sense of peace and faith. While I did not accomplish my weight loss goals last year, I would not say it was a total loss. I learned a lot about my faith, my church family and how God works. I think that is where the peace part comes in. So I think I will leverage some of that in my weight loss journey.
This year, weight loss is not just something I want to do. It is something I HAVE to do. I went to the doctor late last year fearing the worse. My blood pressure symptoms were all over the place, I looked up every symptom I thought I had on webMB and convinced myself I have it all. Everything an obese person should have. But, much to my surprise (and relief) with the exception of my BP (which was not even high when I went, after two days without meds) I am perfectly healthy. I do not feel that way though. I have a laundry list of things I want to accomplish, things I want to do. There is this heavy weight holding back this reality though. No, really, HEAVY WEIGHT. When I was 25, it didn't bother me. But today it does. I feel it. It hurts to move, to breathe, to walk. It's hard to get up from chairs, it's hard to hold my kids. I can't get comfortable in bed, I have heartburn. All of these things are because of my HEAVY WEIGHT! It's true! Because I'm perfectly healthy except for that. I am not, however, naive enough to think that I will stay that way if I continue on the path I am on.
So what to do with this newly found intellegence? Heck if I know. I am going to put it back on the top of the list though. It has to take a priortiy, right up there after my prayer life. I have to take control. I need to feel good and remain healthy if I am to follow the path God has led me on. While I don't know what this is completely, I know I can't do it like this.
Here we go again. A new beginning. A fresh start. A rekindled flame. A necessity. I'm not setting goals, because I suck at them. I am going to take babysteps. So much in my life is in sync right now. I finally feel like I have control over our home, our finances, our relationships. Actually, I don't have control....I've relingquished control. I'm just a manager. God's really in control. But the one thing that is poorly managed is back on the top of the list. I'm know I'm F.A.T......fabulous at thirty that is. But, I no longer want to be the other meaning of that three letter F word. So, as I pray, I hope you will too. Not sure what this will look like yet, but I know I'm not alone on my journey, and I look forward to seeing what lies ahead.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Eight Weeks
Tomorrow I will start training for my 2nd 8K race. http://www.runawayrace.com/ I am fortunate enough to work for a company that sponsors this race, so my entry is covered. Last year, I trained for about two weeks, and pushed my two kids in my jogging stroller up the steepest hill I have ever walked. And I finished the race in under two hours. And I evaded any major injury and even soreness! Needless to say, I was on a major high. I totally believed I was capable of doing a half-marathon this past August. This was the last race before my knee surgery. And I didn't do the 1/2 marathon.
This year, I get to participate in the race with my husband. He will be pushing the considerably bigger kids this time. And this year, I will train for 8 full weeks. My lofty goal is to finish the race in one hour. Considering I barely completed my 5K two weeks ago in under an hour, it is a hugely lofty goal. A more realistic goal is an hour and a half. I hope to be able to jog a bit of this race, and I hope to finish at least close to my husband, if not with. Most of all, I hope to finish!
So, my prayer for the next eight weeks goes a little like this:
Lord, please take away my ability to make excuses. Please help me get through the next eight weeks and my 8K race healthy and injury free. Please walk with me as I know you will, as I prepare to do this the right way. And help me finish the race with as much pride and joy as I did the last. Each step is a step in faith and dedication to the life you have blessed me with, and on the path you have paved for me.
Amen!
This year, I get to participate in the race with my husband. He will be pushing the considerably bigger kids this time. And this year, I will train for 8 full weeks. My lofty goal is to finish the race in one hour. Considering I barely completed my 5K two weeks ago in under an hour, it is a hugely lofty goal. A more realistic goal is an hour and a half. I hope to be able to jog a bit of this race, and I hope to finish at least close to my husband, if not with. Most of all, I hope to finish!
So, my prayer for the next eight weeks goes a little like this:
Lord, please take away my ability to make excuses. Please help me get through the next eight weeks and my 8K race healthy and injury free. Please walk with me as I know you will, as I prepare to do this the right way. And help me finish the race with as much pride and joy as I did the last. Each step is a step in faith and dedication to the life you have blessed me with, and on the path you have paved for me.
Amen!
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| I am the one on the far right with the kiddos. :) |
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Conclusion
I know it's a little premature, since there are still two more weeks left in this month, but when God speaks, it's not on my terms. So with that, I've received three answers to prayers this week:
1) I'm not going to have surgery.
2) I can't do this alone.
3) I will succeed, but I must be faithful, committed and believe in myself.
With these answers, I have found some direction. I'm relieved that I can take surgery off of the table. I didn't really want to do it. To me, it was a way out. And if can't do it on my own, I probably won't do it after surgery either. I can't do this on my own. I just can't. I'm not strong willed enough. I'm competitive by nature, and alone, I have no competition. I am not disciplined enough. I don't have strong enough willpower. These are all things that I can change, but they won't happen overnight, so to do this, I must seek guidance. And not just from the Lord, but from those whom he has blessed with the gifts to help people like me. So, I'm going back to Weight Watchers. I've been successful there before, but never stuck with it. It's easy for me, because I have a room full of people who are going through the same struggles as I am, and it doesn't matter if they have one or 100 pounds to lose. They will hold me accountable, because I have to weigh-in every week. They cheer for you when you lose :) I blush like a fool, and claim to hate recognition, but it really does make me want to keep going! And I want to be a success story. I would love to be the one leading a weight watchers meeting. This is not a new thing for me. I can remember the very first weight watchers meeting I ever went to when I was in my early 20's, in Illinois. That woman stood up there with that picture of herself (my size) and said if I can do it you can. Ever since that, I have wanted that job. I think it is part of my calling to help women and children. I would love to be a motivational speaker, showing the ordinary person she can do extraordinary things like lose the weight of her two kids or more! And I know I can do it. I will do it. I will succeed, I will be patient, and I will be committed, and I will be successful. I'm not going to put a start or finish goal on this journey. I hope it's sooner than later. But it's not on my time. It will happen and I will continue to listen for the directions of God, and follow this path he has paved for me. And I'm at peace with that.
1) I'm not going to have surgery.
2) I can't do this alone.
3) I will succeed, but I must be faithful, committed and believe in myself.
With these answers, I have found some direction. I'm relieved that I can take surgery off of the table. I didn't really want to do it. To me, it was a way out. And if can't do it on my own, I probably won't do it after surgery either. I can't do this on my own. I just can't. I'm not strong willed enough. I'm competitive by nature, and alone, I have no competition. I am not disciplined enough. I don't have strong enough willpower. These are all things that I can change, but they won't happen overnight, so to do this, I must seek guidance. And not just from the Lord, but from those whom he has blessed with the gifts to help people like me. So, I'm going back to Weight Watchers. I've been successful there before, but never stuck with it. It's easy for me, because I have a room full of people who are going through the same struggles as I am, and it doesn't matter if they have one or 100 pounds to lose. They will hold me accountable, because I have to weigh-in every week. They cheer for you when you lose :) I blush like a fool, and claim to hate recognition, but it really does make me want to keep going! And I want to be a success story. I would love to be the one leading a weight watchers meeting. This is not a new thing for me. I can remember the very first weight watchers meeting I ever went to when I was in my early 20's, in Illinois. That woman stood up there with that picture of herself (my size) and said if I can do it you can. Ever since that, I have wanted that job. I think it is part of my calling to help women and children. I would love to be a motivational speaker, showing the ordinary person she can do extraordinary things like lose the weight of her two kids or more! And I know I can do it. I will do it. I will succeed, I will be patient, and I will be committed, and I will be successful. I'm not going to put a start or finish goal on this journey. I hope it's sooner than later. But it's not on my time. It will happen and I will continue to listen for the directions of God, and follow this path he has paved for me. And I'm at peace with that.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Day one of the last month before D-day
So, since I can't do AM school work on Monday's (no one posts anything for me to respond to this early in the morning on the first day of the week in class) I decided to blog. Saturday is the Woodstock 5K. This will be the second time I have done this. After last year I vowed to train better. Last year, I just dilly dallied around all week and went into the 5K which nearly killed me by the end of that hot, hilly, humid 3.1 miles. And I just walked! This year, I didn't do as I had hoped in training well for weeks before. But I will make an attempt to prepare myself as good as possible this week. So that means, with mom'ing, schooling, work and life in general, my workouts will take place before the sun rises. Because I'm not totally recovered from my many injuries to my knee, and my silly foot that feels the need to make itself known, I need to make sure I include my physical therapy in my training. This morning, the alarm went off at 4:30. I rolled out of bed, yawning thinking I am crazy (no need for confirmation, thanks), and put my cup of tea in the microwave. I rolled out my mat on laid on the floor to begin my exercises. They took me all of 10 minutes so I completed the routine with 100 crunches. Then I got up, changed into my public appropriate workout clothes, drank my tea and headed out the door. I decided to turn the radio off and have a conversation with God on my way to the gym. That led me to make a wrong turn, lol. I guess I can't multitask that early in the morning. When I finally arrived, I pushed through a hilly interval on the elliptical, and after 30 minutes and 1.10 miles I managed to burn 453 calories. Not bad start to the day. Now, to continue this mission for the rest of the week. I can and I will....I have to!
Happy first week of August, friends!
Happy first week of August, friends!
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