Week 22 Weigh in and Monthly Pictures

Exhausted-Mom

Today is one of those days. The kind where I just feel yucky.

I. Am. So. Exhausted.

For the past two weeks Penelope hasn’t slept through the night. She wakes up about four times stands at the edge of her crib and cries. As soon as I open the door she plops down to go back to sleep as if to say, “Oh good, you’re still here. I was just checking.” I’ll crawl back into bed and when I feel that delicious deep sleep coming on she does it again… “Just checking, goodnight now.”

This got to be so normal that I couldn’t understand why I was so tired. “What could it be? Oh yeah, I don’t sleep.” I was so tired I couldn’t even think straight. I haven’t been this tired since I was pregnant. (No, I’m not pregnant.)

Today is my monthly picture day and I woke up with a wicked case of bed head since I fell asleep shortly after taking a shower. I tried to brush it out and the waves poofed into frizz. Bridget has her first official babysitting job today and I had to drop her off at 7:30. But since she is my photographer I had to have her snap the pictures first.

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate taking these pictures? Here they are… be warned my face is really creepy in this first shot.

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These mug shots do nothing for my self-esteem but at the same time I’m always glad I did it so that I can see the progress. Let’s compare shall we?

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Okay, I feel better now. Sometimes you just have to take the time to see how far you’ve come instead of looking at how far you have to go.

Once I got these shots taken and Bridget dropped off I chugged a bottle of water and then realized that I hadn’t weighed myself yet. Ugh!!! I usually weigh in butt naked shortly after my first morning pee before I even take a sip of water. (I can use all of the help I can get.)

When I weighed myself I weighed in at 190.6.

I have gotten to the point where I can photograph well enough to trick people into thinking I’m thinner than I am. This is nice because when I first started out it didn’t matter how I maneuvered my arm or craned my neck… I looked fat.

Here is an example from a photo that was taken of me yesterday in my bathing suit…

Flattering (ish)

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Not so flattering…

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I still have about 30-40 pounds to lose and sometimes I look at myself and wonder where that weight is going to come from. Then I see something like this and I know exactly where it is coming from. (Note to self: Get a new bathing suit.)

Strangely enough posting these horrible pictures out there for all to see has made me feel so much better. Now I feel like I have nothing to hide. My advice for anyone starting out is to take time to acknowledge where you are. Be honest with yourself and take a good long look. Take a photo and hide it in your sock drawer. Then as you work your way to a healthier you look back at it. You will be surprised at how far you have come. You’re memory won’t register just how bad things were but the photo won’t lie.

I cried after I took those first pictures. But now I feel so good when I look at them. I’m hoping the same will come of this bathing suit photo. I could have cropped it and forgotten how bad I looked at the beginning of the summer. But then I wouldn’t have an honest representation of how far I’ve come when the summer is over and I take one last shot of me by the pool.

I’m sorry you have to be a witness to this. Let’s hope some of those images haven’t been burned in your brain. Instead we’ll look at cute babies in bathing suits to make it go away…

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How did your week go?

Suzy with the Nipples

I don’t know about you guys but I was kind of feeling a little gross after indulging in Memorial Day festivities. I didn’t eat a whole bunch of crap but I did eat some and after eating really clean it didn’t settle in too well. So first thing this morning Sir Scout and I went on a run to get things moving in the right direction again.

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I had planned on waking up at five but Penelope is teething so I was super tired after walking into her room a million times throughout the night. I finally drug myself out of bed around six. I still had time to get back and eat breakfast before taking Bridget to school. She’s only got 3 and a half days left! Yay Summer!

I actually had other motivations at play when I took Scout on a run this morning. I want him to be too tired to dig in my garden. I just planted the rest of my seeds and I’m already scared enough that they won’t actually work without him digging in there.

You know that saying “You reap what you sow”… Well, let’s hope so. Otherwise I will have a garden of dirt.

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In other news I have a new backyard problem. Her name is Suzy with the Nipples. She’s a hungry gal that Suzy. I’m guessing she’s either pregnant or has babies because she has got some crazy nipples… and a lot of them.

This isn’t an actual picture of Suzy.

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Have you ever Googled “Squirrel nipples”? Well, I just did and I have to admit it’s not my finest moment.

I don’t know what I’m going to do about Suzy and her nipples but I just can’t be mean to her. In fact, I kind of feel like we are kindred spirits. It wasn’t that long ago that I had crazy nipples and I was super hungry too… hence, the weight loss blog.

What?! Breastfeeding makes you hungry!

Speaking of hungry I am super excited about the meal I have planned for dinner tonight! I can’t wait to share it with you…

Siracha, honey, Lime Chicken Skewers

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I don’t know if I’ll actually skewer the meat I may just marinade the breasts whole… depends on how much time I have.

As a side we are going to have…

Asian Slaw with Ginger Peanut Dressing

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This recipe calls for edamame but my husband is deathly afraid of soy products (he’s afraid of getting man boobs) so we’ll skip that ingredient. We’ll also use broccoli slaw instead of the regular slaw because he prefers it.

Bridget and I recently found popsicle molds at the store so I think I might whip up some yummy Berries and Peach Popsicles while she is away at school for a special treat.

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I’ve really been in a recipe rut until now and I’m so excited at the prospect of making some yummy food.

Have you guys tried anything good recently? If so please share, I could use all of the help I can get!

Happy Memorial Day Weekend!

*Thank you to the men and women who have gone above and beyond to protect the rest of us! We are so grateful to you and all that you do.*

Guess what… It’s officially summer!

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Okay, so it’s not technically the first day of Summer but in my world it is because the pool is open!

Penelope wasn’t so sure she was a fan because the water was still cold. But Bridget didn’t mind because it made Penelope super snuggly.

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This weekend has been great already. I drove down to Castle Rock on Friday to visit my good friend Cate and her adorable boys.

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Penelope played with Sam and Griffin’s toys while Griffin schemed ways to squirt us with the water hose in his underwear.

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“Hey Penelope, have you seen our cows? Take a good look while I go find the water hose…. stay right there.”

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Griffin was really put out when the water hose was broken (aka shut off). He had her right where he wanted her.

On Saturday I worked out and pulled weight from the ground for the first time since the back injury.

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Instead of working on heavy weights I just tested the waters by working on my technique. We later did a WOD that included A LOT of push up’s… I hate push up’s.

Once I got home from that I worked in the yard (in my bathing suit… of course) and later we had a few friends over to grill some food and live the dart life.

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I bought my husband a Cardinal’s dart board for our garage so now he and his friend are obsessed with drinking beer and throwing darts #dartlife. Neither of them is very good at the dart part of the whole process. But they’ve got the beer drinking down pat.

I woke up this morning super tired from that workout and from the copious amounts of beer I drank the day before. That didn’t stop me from going out and working on the yard a little bit more. When I stepped outside guess what I found!

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Three little pumpkin plants emerged overnight! Yay!

I also released my beloved rainbow heirloom tomatoes into the great big world.

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I had to plant them in pots to make sure they get enough sun. I can’t wait to find out what color the tomatoes are going to be!

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I also planted some zinnia seeds behind one of my raised gardens. I never trust seeds to actually work so I’m just waiting to see if they actually emerge. Scout walked through it shortly after I planted them because I found is paw prints in the dirt. Why does he have to be a butt head when it comes to planting stuff?!

In other news I’ve become obsessed with the show “Splash”. It’s all Brandi Chastain’s fault.

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I first developed a girl crush on her back in 1999 during the world cup. I just love her she’s so fun! Plus I kinda want to be ripped like her one day.

How is your weekend going? Did you have any big plans or are you hanging low like we did?

Week 21 Weigh-in

Good morning everyone!

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 Guess what? It’s weigh-in day!

I woke up this morning actually looking forward to posting my weight today. When this happens I always feel unlikable, like that teacher’s pet who always raises their hand and then smirks at you when they get the answer right.

Now that I’ve found my groove I actually feel pretty boring. My most interesting posts were born from failures. Any good story has got to have a little struggle in it. (I’ll have to keep that in mind when things aren’t looking so good.)

When I stepped on the scale it read 189.4.

Once I reach 187 I get to make another trip to Lululemon to invest in some super cute shorts and maybe a tank top if it can handle my boobs.

Until then I found a few cute tops at Target to hold me over. I put one on and took a self photo of it to show how slim I look. But it looked like I was taking a self-portrait of my boobs.

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Not really the kind of blog I’ve got going on.

I always think it’s funny when people google “hottie” and they are led to my blog to find pictures like this…

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Ha!

And I’ll just leave you with that little image in your mind…

How was your week? Are you still on this journey with me? Once you’ve reached your goal let me know and I’ll do a feature on your success!

Happy Friday everyone 😉

Lungs on Fire

I was mean to a bunny today. This bunny to be exact…

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 And now I feel like a jerk.

It all started when I walked outside to admire my flowers in the yard and noticed that Mr. Cute Fuzzy Pants decided to go ahead and make a meal out of my daylilies.

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Big mistake buddy… big mistake.

I pulled out the big guns and got to work spraying liquid fence and sprinkling Uncle Ian’s Repellent all over the place.

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Let me give you some advice if you plan on using either of these products. Make sure it’s not windy outside. The Liquid Fence smells like all kinds of bodily fluids that one should never have to smell and Uncle Ian’s is comprised of a mixture of things but is most predominantly made of cayenne pepper.

How do I know?

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I decided to get down low and pick some weeds right after sprinkling it, just in time for a big gust of wind to blow it right in my face. I spent the next ten minutes gag/coughing and sneezing my brain out.

Why couldn’t the bunny just eat the stupid weeds instead of my prized flowers? Then I could skip the mean peppery tactics and he could enjoy a delicious meal while I avoided a horrific dose of karma.

After I got done sprinkling that crap all over the flowers I had made my way over to the strawberries to make sure they were safe too. That’s when I found this… (cue the dramatic soap opera music).

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What… you don’t see anything? Well that’s because Scout dug up my strawberry plant the little asshole. He knew he was in trouble when I called his name…

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“Whatever you do, don’t make eye contact…”

I was SO mad at him but he’s just so stinkin’ cute that I had the hardest time not snuggling with him. I would forget and give him kisses and then remember and glare at him. He probably thinks I’m pregnant again, poor guy.

My gardening disasters weren’t quite over yet. Shortly after I discovered the shredded strawberries the gate door broke off…. just snapped.

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Now poor Scout doesn’t have any privacy…

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(FYI: I didn’t plan on taking a picture of him pooping in the yard he just happened to plan it perfectly.)

Despite the gardening fiascos I still had a good day because I got to do another crossfit workout. This is only my second one since I threw my back out. My lungs are still burning but I don’t know if it’s from the bunny pepper or the workout.

Here’s what we did…

WOD

(workout of the day)

LIFT:

The lift of the day was the Press. We warmed up adding weight until we found a decently heavy weight in order to do three sets of five.

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We did a few more reps with kettle bells dangling off of the bar using resistance bans.

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(My grip was off so I got a little crooked on this one.)

Then he had us take all of the weights off and do as many reps as possible using only the bar until failure for three rounds resting 20 seconds in between. This KILLED my arms!

METCON:

(short intense workout)

We had to do five sprint rounds of Farmer’s Carries using the wide grip things that wrap about the dumb bells…

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Battling Ropes (10 per arm)

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 Prowler Pushes down…

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…and back.

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My fastest time was 39 seconds. Brent made fun of me when I asked him why we weren’t doing the prowler pushes with weight. This was supposed to be done as fast as possible and after 5 rounds I was glad there wasn’t any weight on it. Like I said, my lungs were-a-burning.

This workout was also kind of a big deal because it was the first time that I worked out in a tank top without looking like a can of biscuits that had exploded every where. I’ve only tried this once before and it wasn’t pretty. Since I’m all about self-deprecation I invite you to look back and compare by clicking here… you’re welcome 😉