Thursday, March 13, 2014
Change of plans :)
I haven't posted in here in a long time. On September 13, 2013, I decided to start trying a low carb lifestyle. I have been true to it for almost 6 months now. I am now down to 167 lbs. I am shrinking!!
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Smoothies
- 1 banana, sliced and frozen
- 1 tablespoon of almond butter
- 2 teaspoons of flaxseed
- 1/2 cup of almond milk
- A drizzle of honey
- Half a teaspoon of almond or vanilla extract
- Blend until smooth.
That was my breakfast this morning. The smoothies for breakfast have been working out. Sometimes I try to get one in for lunch too, but lets be honest...I like the feel of food in my mouth too. Probably why I am fat!
Just recently I have been thinking that maybe I am addicted to food. I love it. I love cooking. I am always thinking of new things to make, new recipes to try. Normally, I do cook healthy foods. But, sometimes I don't eat them so healthy. I might have seconds...and sometimes thirds. This is probably the reason that my children are extremely healthy and that while I am eating the same foods, am not so healthy.
I had my bloodwork redone yesterday. We will see how that goes. Okay...new measurements. Yay. My favorite time of the week.
Weight-202.6 lbs
Neck-14"
Upper Arm-14"
Wrist-6"
Bust-43"
Ribcage beneath bust-37 1/2"
Waist-39"
Stomach-42 1/2"
Hips-47 1/2"
Upper thigh-26"
Ankle-9 1/2"
Yeah, so not so good. No loss what so ever. I really want to get a bike. I think I could handle bike riding with my knee. It is low impact.
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Nutribullet
This past Christmas, Andrew's dad bought me a gift. It was the very first gift he has EVER bought me since the day we met, over 18 years ago! It was a nutribullet. Andrew's dad went through throat cancer in the past two years. He became diabetic. He bought the nutribullet and swears by it. I have made a few smoothies with it, but never really fell in love with it. And then...I saw his daughter Sara. She looks phenomenal! Her and her hubby. Mark also bought them a nutribullet, and the difference is they use theirs. One smoothie for breakfast and for dinner. And, they have dropped so much weight!
My problem has been finding a smoothie that tasted good, and was the right consistency. Because my first few attempts on my own weren't all that great. Too thick. Too chunky. Etc. So...with a little help from Sara and pinterest...I have been having a smoothie for breakfast since friday. Today will be my first attempt to have one for lunch too. Today's breakfast is...
Cinnamon Mango Blast
- ¼ tsp. ground cinnamon
- ½ cup non-fat Greek style yogurt (with honey)
- 1 cup frozen mango chunks
- handful of spinach
- juice from half a lime
- 2-3 ice cubes
- Water to MAX line
Add all ingredients into the Tall NutriBullet cup and extract until smooth.
Gotta say...it is delish! It looks pale green, but yummy!!! And, I think I can finish this one :)
Monday, September 2, 2013
Stats
Weight~201.4 lbs
Neck-14".
Upper Arm-14"
Wrist-6"
Bust-43"
Ribcage beneath bust-37 1/2"
Waist-38"
Stomach-42 1/2"
Hips-47 1/2"
Upper thigh-26"
Ankle-9 1/2"
I gained .2 lbs. I lost 2 1/2 inches. I am not taking this as a true weigh in and measuring because I am just finishing up my TOM. So, hopefully next week will be a truer results.
Neck-14".
Upper Arm-14"
Wrist-6"
Bust-43"
Ribcage beneath bust-37 1/2"
Waist-38"
Stomach-42 1/2"
Hips-47 1/2"
Upper thigh-26"
Ankle-9 1/2"
I gained .2 lbs. I lost 2 1/2 inches. I am not taking this as a true weigh in and measuring because I am just finishing up my TOM. So, hopefully next week will be a truer results.
Friday, August 30, 2013
Hot mess
If anyone has ever had a senior graduate, you might understand. If anyone has had a boy, you might understand. If he has played sports, you might understand even more. But, if you knew the relationship my oldest son and I have, you would also understand that you could never understand what I am going through.
Andrew's first 7 years were just me and him. His dad is much older than me, and never was interested in a family with a girl 25 years younger than him. Andrew was an accident. And, at the time, I felt like I was the only one who was excited for this little baby, I had no support. Not my parents, not the dad, no one. And, I didn't really have any friends...I spent all my free time trying to impress a man who was an oak. I was a toy, but too young to believe it and he wasn't budging. Anyway, those first 7 years were me and Andrew. Just us. One boyfriend in that time, but nobody that ever lived with us. Our bond was tight. It also helped that I breastfed until he was 1 1/2 years old. I was no pushover, I was tough, but I was fun too. Somehow I got the combination right. I was both parents...mom and dad. And, I succeeded. And, then I met Jim. That is my youngest son's dad.
I met Jim at the end of June and at the beginning of August found out I was prego. He decided to stay, God knows what made him, but he did. I later found out that he was secretly gay, but confused about his role in life. In January, we moved in together. The three of us. Jim, me and Andrew. Hoping to give us time to bond and get Andrew used to the idea of having a man around. The baby was due at the beginning of April. Two weeks later, I had Christian. I was sick, and forced to deliver two months early. Once again, I felt alone. I was the only one at the hospital every day. Jim couldn't handle seeing the way too tiny baby. He was 3 lbs 2 oz. And where did that leave Andrew? Well, Jim couldn't handle being alone with a boy he didn't really know. And, with the way Jim's emotions were, I really didn't know him well enough to leave Andrew alone with him all the time. I was still dealing with sharing that responsibility. So, Andrew got scooted around to friends homes, family homes, etc while we dealt with the prematurity of Christian and me being sick in the hospital. He overheard many horrible rumors about what was really going on. By the time I came home from the hospital, he thought I had died. It was horrible. I was angry at my friends and relatives that they had let him hear these horrible things. These things made Andrew stick to me even closer.
Time went on, and after about 4 1/2 years, I realized Jim and I were not a good team. I had suspicions about his being gay. He was manically depressed. Spent money like liquid. And, we never talked anymore. I knew it was time to move on. It was a hard separation. And, then there were three. Andrew was 11...Christian was almost 5...and I was 31. Once again we were on our own. And, that is how it remains today.
When we moved to Brooklyn, Andrew was going into 6th grade and Christian was going into kindergarten. It was a fresh start for us. It didn't take long to get that same easy going relationship with my boys. Still hard on them. Expecting nothing but the best. But, always interested in what was happening. Physically active in their lives. And, they have always responded positively. To this day, when people meet my boys they ask me how I have done so well with them. I have no single answer. I believe it starts from day one. Not just one day you decide to be a part. Life isn't perfect, but I don't expect perfection either. Obstacles have popped up, but nothing we couldn't handle. And, on a daily basis both boys impress me with their very mature decisions in daily life.
So, Andrew has been the man of the house for many years now. He has been a positive role model for his little brother. He is so active in our lives. I don't get how some teenagers live in the house, and don't participate in anything family related. Don't get me wrong, when it comes to external family stuff, grandma's house, Auntie Nu's house...he isn't always game. But when it comes to things happening in our house, he is all game. Playing wiffle ball with his little bro. On his knees teaching how to tackle. Everything. Our lives are all intertwined.
He is not just my son. He is a role model. He is a friend. He is the energy vibing in our house. And, this year, his senior year is very emotional for my Christian and I. We will have a different energy in this house when he goes to college. A different vibe in the house. It will be an amazing time to build a closer bond with just Christian and I...but it is so bittersweet. And, tonight is his first football game as a senior. So, yes I am a hot mess.
Andrew's first 7 years were just me and him. His dad is much older than me, and never was interested in a family with a girl 25 years younger than him. Andrew was an accident. And, at the time, I felt like I was the only one who was excited for this little baby, I had no support. Not my parents, not the dad, no one. And, I didn't really have any friends...I spent all my free time trying to impress a man who was an oak. I was a toy, but too young to believe it and he wasn't budging. Anyway, those first 7 years were me and Andrew. Just us. One boyfriend in that time, but nobody that ever lived with us. Our bond was tight. It also helped that I breastfed until he was 1 1/2 years old. I was no pushover, I was tough, but I was fun too. Somehow I got the combination right. I was both parents...mom and dad. And, I succeeded. And, then I met Jim. That is my youngest son's dad.
I met Jim at the end of June and at the beginning of August found out I was prego. He decided to stay, God knows what made him, but he did. I later found out that he was secretly gay, but confused about his role in life. In January, we moved in together. The three of us. Jim, me and Andrew. Hoping to give us time to bond and get Andrew used to the idea of having a man around. The baby was due at the beginning of April. Two weeks later, I had Christian. I was sick, and forced to deliver two months early. Once again, I felt alone. I was the only one at the hospital every day. Jim couldn't handle seeing the way too tiny baby. He was 3 lbs 2 oz. And where did that leave Andrew? Well, Jim couldn't handle being alone with a boy he didn't really know. And, with the way Jim's emotions were, I really didn't know him well enough to leave Andrew alone with him all the time. I was still dealing with sharing that responsibility. So, Andrew got scooted around to friends homes, family homes, etc while we dealt with the prematurity of Christian and me being sick in the hospital. He overheard many horrible rumors about what was really going on. By the time I came home from the hospital, he thought I had died. It was horrible. I was angry at my friends and relatives that they had let him hear these horrible things. These things made Andrew stick to me even closer.
Time went on, and after about 4 1/2 years, I realized Jim and I were not a good team. I had suspicions about his being gay. He was manically depressed. Spent money like liquid. And, we never talked anymore. I knew it was time to move on. It was a hard separation. And, then there were three. Andrew was 11...Christian was almost 5...and I was 31. Once again we were on our own. And, that is how it remains today.
When we moved to Brooklyn, Andrew was going into 6th grade and Christian was going into kindergarten. It was a fresh start for us. It didn't take long to get that same easy going relationship with my boys. Still hard on them. Expecting nothing but the best. But, always interested in what was happening. Physically active in their lives. And, they have always responded positively. To this day, when people meet my boys they ask me how I have done so well with them. I have no single answer. I believe it starts from day one. Not just one day you decide to be a part. Life isn't perfect, but I don't expect perfection either. Obstacles have popped up, but nothing we couldn't handle. And, on a daily basis both boys impress me with their very mature decisions in daily life.
So, Andrew has been the man of the house for many years now. He has been a positive role model for his little brother. He is so active in our lives. I don't get how some teenagers live in the house, and don't participate in anything family related. Don't get me wrong, when it comes to external family stuff, grandma's house, Auntie Nu's house...he isn't always game. But when it comes to things happening in our house, he is all game. Playing wiffle ball with his little bro. On his knees teaching how to tackle. Everything. Our lives are all intertwined.
He is not just my son. He is a role model. He is a friend. He is the energy vibing in our house. And, this year, his senior year is very emotional for my Christian and I. We will have a different energy in this house when he goes to college. A different vibe in the house. It will be an amazing time to build a closer bond with just Christian and I...but it is so bittersweet. And, tonight is his first football game as a senior. So, yes I am a hot mess.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Getting my car fixed
So this morning I needed to drop my car off at the shop. My blinkers are acting funny...making buzzing noises, so they have to do something to it. ANYWAYS...decided to let my sister make my breakfast before I had to do that. She bought this sweet potato pancake mix from Cracker Barrel. It was amazing. I had two small pancakes. YUM> I think I need to buy this stuff!
Then, I dropped my car off. Not sure how much its gonna cost yet...thinking around $30 or so. But the important thing is when I was offered a ride back to my house by the mechanic, I chose to walk :) This is a huge step for me. ANd I will be walking back when they call and tell me the work is done.
Soo...breakfast today was 2 sweet potato pancakes with a smidgen of syrup and a glass of 1% milk. Lunch is going to be swordfish with black pepper on it and spring greens. Dinner is going to be salmon burger with carrots on the side. I think I could get used to this regimen on eating. The food is amazing. The exercise is harder to get into the swing of. Getting ready to do day 2 of the sit ups challenge.
Then, I dropped my car off. Not sure how much its gonna cost yet...thinking around $30 or so. But the important thing is when I was offered a ride back to my house by the mechanic, I chose to walk :) This is a huge step for me. ANd I will be walking back when they call and tell me the work is done.
Soo...breakfast today was 2 sweet potato pancakes with a smidgen of syrup and a glass of 1% milk. Lunch is going to be swordfish with black pepper on it and spring greens. Dinner is going to be salmon burger with carrots on the side. I think I could get used to this regimen on eating. The food is amazing. The exercise is harder to get into the swing of. Getting ready to do day 2 of the sit ups challenge.
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