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Monthly Archives: July 2006

Sometimes…

…being low carb sucks.  When you are wanting something sweet or something crunchy there is nothing in sight.  I feel like a T-Rex with all the damned meat I am eating.  I am sure that the word is out and Cows are plotting to get me.  That is how much steak I have consumed. So now I can add cows to the list of animals that don’t like me…horses are still number one.
I am trying to get back into ketosis…I think I am succeeding.  Metal mouth is really bad and I am really not hungry, just see the Girl eating ice cream and I want some because I see it.  I am staying on extreme low carb because my belly was bloated last night.  Ice Cream is good but fitting into my clothes is better.  I have to get in a dumbbell workout in…just need to get one together.  That should be fun.  I am not that comfortable going to the Gym to do a dumbbell workout because the testosterone is high.  The guys there are trying to lift the Gym (you know screaming, grunting, back bowed, eyes bulging to do one rep) then they see someone with estrogen and they ask stupid questions like “Are you working out??” This has actually happened to me.  I am sitting there with weights in hand…doing the reps and sweating.  I am stunned so I respond “No I am planting corn.” I am usually really good with dealing with people, but not idiots.  I cannot blame them for trying, there are the Gym Bunnies that come in with extremely short boy shorts (no underwear) a bra top that is only supporting the image that she is portraying (boobs jiggling) and once again makeup on.  Said Gym Bunny then decides that it is a great idea to get on the leg machine (the abductor of adductor…the one that spreads your legs via OB/GYN exam) in front of the mirror and have her legs spread wide open for all the room to see.  The Young Lady is flexible…I give her that…but I did not have to see that she was definitely NOT wearing underwear.  When I am at the Gym I am not interested in looking up a young lady’a birth canal. 
Sigh…unfortunately there are more women trying to get a soldier for a husband than the ones that are there to actually get in shape. Gives the estrogen crew a bad rep…anyway the stares and the leers are the reason I need to come up with a home routine.  I hope I can find a decent one online that I don’t have to spend a Monkey’s Ass on…

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Wow…

I have been getting lots of hits about Turbo Jam.  I guess this is the new taebo.  I am sorry but looking at the clips and the infomercials I just cannot bring myself to buy that workout.  I have been doing taebo since 1999 and the Turbo Jam seems to be alot like the Taebo Live sets.  This is just my opinion, but the woman that teaches the class seems to be way to happy.  Almost like Leslie Sansome and Walk Away the Pounds.  The workout is effective, I will be the first to say that…but the woman is too chatty.  Too happy while I am sweating and cramping in the legs.  I get the feeling that I would be dealing with a Buff Leslie…
I am still thinking about trying to find this workout (I wonder if it can be rented) just to try to out.  I want to prove my theory wrong…
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Unpleasant…

…why am I saying unpleasant??  That is what the meeting with the Investigator(s) (he brought another one with him) was…fecking unpleasant.  I would rather have a Root Canal…major surgery…get punched in the jaw…anything rather than deal with that again.  I was so upset that i said Screw it and ate whatever I wanted.  That included:

  • chocolate cake (2 huge slices)
  • ham and Swiss sub (white bread as well)
  • hot fries (the ones made by Tom’s Potato Chip Company)
  • DORITOS
  • French Bread
  • Chinese food
  • Popeye’s Chicken
  • ice cream
  • Charley’s Ultimate Gourmet Fries (cheese, bacon, sour cream, hot sauce)
  • and had the nerve to drink Diet Coke (I remembered that I am supposed to be on a program)

Yes…I have been binging since Wed.  I am feeling like a can o’ shit today.  ON a bright note …even though I had the extreme urge to purge…I did not.  I know that wouldn’t make me feel any better.  During all of this eating I noticed that I wasn’t feeling any better…if anything I was feeling worse.  I don’t think I picked up that much weight but it is amazing to me how easily I can spiral back to the old habits.  My eating poorly is emotional.  At least I recognize that…I have some work to do on my feelings.  I know that the Investigators are only doing their job.  Hey, I asked for this when I asked to get a Secret Clearance.  They are all up in your business…and it doesn’t help that they are asking me about things that were almost 10 years ago.  I had a hard time remembering what I did two days ago.  So it was unpleasant.  But it is over and I am back on my program.
Planning on going to the Gym and then cleaning out the garage,  It is really needed and I want to use that room for lifting weights.  I need to drink some more water and get started…

Ice Cream and Potato Chips

…that is what I am craving.  Whenever I am stressed the first thing that I want is sweet and salty…hence the ice cream and potato chips.  Definitely NOT a low carb item.  What is causing this sudden craving for all things high carb??  I just received a call from the Special Investigator looking into my Secret Clearance. I still do not understand why I need a Secret Clearance for the Commissary…but apparently I need one.  This guy is coming by to see me on Wed…to discuss me.  I hate that feeling, so the only thing that I can do is want something sweet and salty.  So for lunch (which is overdue for me) I will have burger patties and a salad.  I think a Diet Coke will help with the sweet craving…
Exercise for today will be the Gym.  I need some cardio to burn off some steam…
Still need to post my workouts, measurements, and pictures.  Will probably do that tonight

So Far…

…I have stayed on the low carb train and I have drank so much water I fell like I am floating.
Instead of Taebo (still have 18 Fingers of Death in my head) I decided to do The Firm with the Fanny Lifter.  This takes care of cardio and sculpting.  I still have to take measurements and take a picture.  I a NOT looking forward to this…but it is necessary for me to participate in Bootcamp.  Sigh.
Food is no problem for me…I am never hungry when I go back to extreme low carb…tonight will be turkey and a salad…
Back with measurements and pictures…

TurboJam

Why am I intrigued by this workout??  I have Billy Blanks…yet I feel like moving on to someone else.  I feel if I buy this workout I will be disappointed.  I have EVERY Taebo workout that has been made…yet I want to try out the Turbo Jam.  I think I will go and look for this and rent it first.  I am already complaining that my hip hurts…now I am going to look for something that will make other things hurt.  😀
Now that I realize I am procrastinating…I think I will throw in a old Taebo Workout and see what happens….

Smoking…

…I REALLY need to give this up.  I smoke entirely too much.  It has gotten worse as the day the husband leaves again grows nearer.  Since I have started exercising again I notice how I feel when I am done.  I don’t want a cigarette …at all.  So I will use this as a way for me to quit the cancer sticks…more exercise…less desire to smoke.
I joined a Bootcamp on the Low Carb Board I visit.  Yep…how original of me…Army Wife doing something that is like being in the Military.  It will motivate me and keep me busy.  I need something to distract me from thinking about the year ahead.  My choices will be different this time…instead of laying on the bed feeling sorry for myself eating a POUND of Peanut M&M’s I will be in the Gym adding years to my life.  They are requiring that I take a before picture…as much as I HATE cameras I will do this since I am part of a team…Crap. I even added a Weight Loss category to this blog…yep, I am gonna try that again. 
I have lots to do today since I have to go back to work on Monday.  I am really looking forward to that…they take it personally when you take time off.  I don’t care…I need the time to decompress before the family becomes a 1 parent household again.  I learned the hard way what happens when you don’t take any time off…
Coming back later with my menu and pics….Ugh!

Sheez…

…Hey People Who Think Up Shit!
I know you guys have a pill or a shot that will make me lose weight and have my exercise taken care of….you are just over-thinking the pill or shot.  I want it and I want it right now!! Give it up , Bitches!! 😀
I’m tired.  I don’t wanna go to the Gym.  So Smart Guys…this 37 year old needs her pill.
Sigh…
***My shoulder hurts and I did NOTHING in the Gym that has anything to do with shoulders.***
I made a pact with myself.  Since I am 37 and I will have a year to work on myself like the MTV show “Pimp My Ride” (Pimp My Robin) I would go to the Gym daily and eat right.  Well today is the second day of being 37 and my hip and shoulder hurts.  It is like my body is telling me “Whoa There Nellie…remember your bearings.  Relax…eat some ice cream…smoke a cigarette!”  Feck!  At this rate I will have to buy stock in Icy Hot. 
Hee! 😀
Dammit…I am going to the Gym today.  I took the time off to spend with the Family and my husband, but also to jump start the healthy lifestyle.  I am going to the Gym today because I put in an old Taebo TAPE ( yes VHS tape…) and I was cracking up because I felt like I was in a old Sega game.  The music was horrid. Sonic the Hedgehog ring a bell??  I thought I was being chased by one of the little monsters and I was expecting sound effects (other than the cracking of my bones) every-time I jumped.  I have been resisting getting a new workout because I have a Gym that I can go to that is right across the street from my job and …
and…
I have every single type of workout that you can imagine right here in my house.  I discovered that I had purchased double of what I had because I forgot what I bought.  I refuse to buy the latest Taebo series because I know it is the same workout with different cheesy music.  I also cannot stop laughing at Billy because of the movie “18 Fingers of Death”.  My husband Jorge (Thanks, Hon) bought this movie and there was a parody of Billy Blanks and Taebo on it.  Billy Buff and Bo-Tae.  Screaming laughing.  Now when I see Bill sweating and smiling at the camera…I see Billy Buff.  I cannot get through workout without crying laughing and I know that I will hurt myself…
So it is the Gym and the elliptical machine.  Joy. 
Just told my husband that he looks like he is getting some muscle…He says that it is not muscle…but Hard Fat. Yep.  Whatever…
So enough procrastinating…my supplements have kicked in and I am off to the Gym. 
I will be back later.  (I mean that…that is another pact that I made with myself…to post daily so my friends and family will know that I am alive and well.)
Edited to add:
Now the Husband is dangling “let’s rest today” instead of the Gym.  WTF?? He is the Devil.

Hell Hath No Fury…

…like a woman scorned.
That Girl Emily
OMG…she has snapped.  The Girl has balls.  I am not sure how I feel about this…but I can understand how she is feeling.  If she could blow them both up I am sure that she would.  Since homicide is against the law…she is using humiliation as her tool.  I don’t totally agree with her tactics…but at least the asshole and the whore KNOW what being humiliated feels like.  She says that she will do this for 14 days…I hope she does that and lets it go afterward.  The best thing that she can do is ignore…
The only thing that I could do was say
Wow! 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY…

…TOOOO MEEEEE!!
37. Or the 17th anniversary of 20.  Whatever. I pulled a renegade gray/white hair that was in my line of sight all day yesterday.  It pissed me off…so I decided to kill it.  I am not ready to start putting dye in my hair.  No Kool-Aid colors for this gal…yet.
I decided that I would take the rest of the week off because I can.  😀
Looked at myself in the mirror this morning and decided that I am looking better than my 36th birthday.  Last year I was 196…my husband had driven off to school for 4 months and I was HOMELESS.  My parents saved the day…gave me a roof over my head and my Mother inspired me to take control of my mind and my body.  I was a wreck.
Today I am 30 pounds lighter…a year bitchier…and preparing for the husband to go away for yet another year in the Sandbox and NOT HOMELESS.  The next time he sees me I will be 38 and hopefully a fitness (right) model.  Your 30’s are the best years of your life…That is something that Mama told me and I have to agree.
Sooo….
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!  

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