Corina's workout studio

This morning I woke up late AGAIN! What is up with me? Sim said that when he tried to wake me before he hit the shower,I said "I am tired" and that's it. I woke up 20 minutes later to him saying, "So I guess your not gonna work out" I jumped out of bed like someone let off a fire cracker and stumbled around frantically asking "what time is it." I think I thought I overslept like I was late for work or something... His "calm down" really woke me up and got my brain out of the "Oh, crap I am gonna get wrote up for being late" mode and into the woooooooooo "thank you, Jesus" mode. I did only one mile again this morning, and half way thru had to kiss my hubby off to work (OH, I made a point to turn the dining room light on so spy from yesterday couldn't give me another heart attack) I figure my heart was already freaked out enough on my wakeup this morning. I caught myself looking over my shoulder every so often so that I wouldn't be caught in one of those squat arm flapping thing that she has us do with the ab belt. Man for such a goofy looking little contraption, that thing really gets my arms quaking. My ears were keen this morning and I stopped mid flap just when I heard the squeak from our hardwood floor in the bedroom. Pushing my flyaway hair off my face I grinned at him when he looked up from the stack of papers in his hands. One eyebrow went up as he grinned at me. I am sure that it is because he is so smitten with me. You know... I have considered posting a picture of my morning look on here.... But figure that I would be bombarded with contracts from major workout video producers once they saw my style. Hmmmm, could start a new line of sexy workout clothes... hubbys old teeshirts, shrunken workout pants that are ever ready for a flood and bright pink and silver tennies that match..... Nothing. And you wonder why I don't go to a gym....

The spy...

This weekend was great! Friday we went to a dinner where some NFL football player spoke on "what it really means to be a man" :-)~~ my hubby of course knew who this guy was... I had no clue. I ended up making a blunder when describing this man by saying he played then coached for a certain team... Well the team I said was not football but baseball.... Same difference right? I guess not. Anyway.. he was good and really impacted the men and women in the room, regardless what team he did or didn't play on! We had a awesome Saturday morning "pump up" before going out to do Adopt A Block... Really got the chance to be Christs hands and feet this weekend! Too Cool. Sunday we had a evangelist who "told it how it is".. :-) none of that "oops don't step on so and so's toes".. Great thing about pastors that don't know anyone and can leave afterwards! He really got me taking notes, thinking about some of my less than favorable actions and thoughts!
I ate good all weekend.. Feel healthy and energize! This morning I woke up later than normal.. I am sure he forgot to wake me before getting in the shower... Now that I think about it, he never answered me when I asked him.... hmmmm. I was doing my shorter version of walk away the pounds, knowing I really didn't have the time. Half thru I felt eyes........... Now normally I am in the basement.... But this morning I was upstairs in the living room. OK, now you all know what I look like.. I have described it before... Well today I didn't look any better.. Actually probably worse seeing how I didn't take off my makeup before going to bed. I am pumping away.. "Come on girls, 4 more" when I felt eyes...... I looked around which me being the oooooh so coordinated person I am, caused me to stumble. Now, the only light was from the TV, so the rest is in shadows and dark.. But I see this huge, towering shadow of a man in all black a few feet back in the dark pitch black hallway. Me being the oh so brave person I am about had heart failure.....With my adrenaline pumping, my mind still sleeping, and my legs still going automatically to the "come on a little faster", I let out some out of breath screech. He didn't move. By the time my mind,eyes and heart adjusted to the dark and knowledge my spy was my husband I could have hurt him! With my ab belt still around my waist, the arm bands now dangling behind me, I walk as collective as I can past him, like I hadn't just made the BIGGEST fool out of myself, saying "Oh, what are you doing? You ready to leave already?" In his oh so charm, he said "Ahh, I was watching you." I choose to ignore his look of confusion as he tried to figure out WHAT exactly he had just witnessed. Mr jokester was speechless.
You know, I have been really happy to have his encouragement. Him noticing. His lack of comment on the morning scariness, and instead his teasing little appreciation comments post shower. But after this morning, I think my big spy will flip on warning lights so he doesn't have to see that sight again if he hears LS on the upstairs TV! Poor tough guy. He sure is cute when he has that stunned half fearful look on his face.
Guess I should feel bad for scaring him on his Birthday............... NAH :-)

Ironing out a workout

This morning Sim woke me up earlier so I could iron our clothes for tonight's banquet. Now before I get everyone thinking he just woke me up to do this.... Let me explain. I ASKED him last night to wake me up so that I didn't have to stay up late last night to do it.... Sounded good last night! Trust me, the man has a healthy fear of waking me and wouldn't attempt a wakeup without knowing I wanted up. I have been known to sling covers, look at the alarm clock and freak out if I have been stirred from my slumber even 5 minutes before I planned to get up. I think God even had this in His mind when I had my babies.... They both slept thru the night as soon as they came from the hospital! I am serious.. They went to bed around 11 and would not wake til around 7! Anyway.. I have even hung up on people if they call before my alarm goes off. I KNOW that is soooooooooooo not Christian like... And maybe that is why God has been getting my grumpy butt out of bed 45 minutes early to workout since January. :-(
Anyway-- I sometimes, I think, I think weird. I stood there ironing the clothes wondering.... Can I do my walk away the pounds while doing this? But figured it would hurt hitting my knee on the table, and I would look like a complete fool should Sim walk in. Not that he doesn't already have his suspicions about that. I Conti plated just taking them to the dry cleaners while I was at work but figured, why pay money when I am already up? So 2 shirts later, 1 pair of slacks I stood staring at the clock wondering if I wanted to workout for the 30 minutes I had before I had to be in the shower... Or if I wanted to curl back up in bed...
Soooooo, I then stood before the bed... It looked heavenly.. It HAD to be God who led me to my workout clothes, my tennies and that ridiculous looking ab belt. In the living room, not really caring if my oldest son in the room below me got rudely awaken to my "come on girls lets power walk" right above his head. (Part of that grumpy "if I have to be awake, everyone should be awake") So for the next 30 minutes I pumped my legs, did kick backs, squats (which I am now recovered from),stretches with the ab belt, and wondered when exactly God had done what I had prayed for Him to do. I remember praying "God my will is yours, change, fix, do whatever YOU want in my life, every part of it." From a tape I heard, which made sense when I thought about it... "Lord I give you permission, complete surrender of my will to do whatever you have planned. To never take back the control of my will.. I turn the helm over to you... To steer, to lead, to use however YOU see fit." I thought for a moment "permission?" geesh that sounds awful full of ourselves... But something they said made it make sense.....God says in His word that he will not go against the will of man... He can't. Because His word is the same yesterday and today... So if He said it, that's the way it is...Its law. BUT by giving permission..... By saying, I never want to take it back... He has complete and free access! I think of a car. If someone takes it and uses it, without permission, that's against the law........ But if I give that permission to have it, do what they want with it..... Its theirs! They have complete access to it! To do what they want with it.. To drive it anywhere- fast or slow, to keep it clean or let it go dirty, to keep it up with gas, oil and all the other necessary stuff... But think about it... What is GOD gonna do with it? He will keep it tuned up, full of gas to be ready to go a long distance if necessary, oil changed~ to keep it running smoothly and healthy, clean because its HIS~ He wants it to be spotless, He will be careful with it... Use it for what it is meant for... To take people from where they were to where they need to be.
By praying that prayer a time ago.... I realized this morning that I might need to do some stuff I wouldn't exactly pick first on my list of favorite things to do... But that's ok... There must be a reason he has my "soon to be fit butt" (hehe- Holymama)up and moving before my mind even knows what's going on. I am excited to see what He has planned... Why the bootcamp now? I wonder? To get me healthy? To get endurance? To get discipline? To get obedience? I think is all the above.

Can you say ......... BAD??

OK- OK I did it.......... Yesterday I sat all innocent like in my office..... Checking my email..... Minding my OWN business, when I saw it....My head snapped up, my eyes followed the suspicious looking basket. Unable to help myself, I followed along with my "fellow partner in eating crime" behind my my boss carrying a covered basket, handful of forks, and little plates.. With out a word spoken Carol and I grinned at eachother as we trailed behind him like two begging puppies. Now see... The scoop is, My bosses wife is about the best baker I have ever known. She too is on some weight loss thing, why I have NO IDEA.. From what I've seen she is about the size of "skinny chick" from ww meetings. I am not sure why she would bake a double layer chocolate on chocolate cake.... But I sure wasn't complaining once I took a bite into it! In my mind, I calculated the points... I get 35 freebies a week... To be used all at once or throughout the week. Normally I don't use them..... Well yesterday in the one tiny slice of cake I probably used half....... OK- OK another confession... Let me say first "Carol made me do it", after lunch she looked at me and grinned, pulling out her hidden plate of another "tiny" sliver of cake. I did it. I went back and got another "little sliver".... Again I was instantly in chocolate heaven. I really hope the Lord has chocolate cake up there! Anyway.. I ate good for supper, just little bit of chicken and lots of veggies.
On to today.....
this morning, I wanted to hit the snooze button and tried. Something was wrong with the alarm clock, and I figured it was a gentle "no, get up" from the Lord... So grumply I got up, knowing if I didn't the alarm clock wouldn't work and I would then oversleep. I got up, did the "walk away the pounds" dvd, to mix things up a bit. Got ready(had to wear dress clothes instead of uniform) so it ended up taking longer... I left just in time. SO........... If I would have hit that snooze I would have been late! Praise God... He takes care of this grumpy, sleepy, scary looking NON- morning chubby chick! Pretty bad when even God thinks "No, flabby girl you get up and go work out!"

Pride comes before the fall...........

You know...... I have heard a million times in sermons, tapes, books and teachings about pride... How dangerous it is. I always thought, "hmm, I am the least prideful person." I don't think I am any better than anyone else, I know that I am just like that Samaritan woman who has a horrid past (maybe not the 5 husbands part- but still a past) who came to the well... Found living water, and now has only a thirst for more of Christ. SO-- this whole pride thing was "for someone else" right? WELL let me tell you what happen Saturday! We had our Adopt A Block Sweetheart Banquet... Every year we bring all the people we meet from the street.. The couples, bring them together, feed them a wonderful candlelit dinner, play the "NOT so newlywed Game" (which usually gets the men in trouble), have skits, and Minister the Word. This year on Love. Real love. Anyway.... That was all great, highly anointed and just amazing... The problem...........
OK, somehow, some delusional person thought... We will put Corina up on the stage and do the skits... ONE was ok-- it went as planned.. Was fun and funny........ The other one...... OMGOSH! Let me paint a picture... "Called the Robot"- First let me sing/type the song we had to sing.."If I were not upon a stage some place I would rather be.." First person stepped out and said "A cop I would be" then pushed his hand out "Stop" then swung it over to the left "Get back on the sidewalk".. The song went again, next person would come out "A gym teacher I would be" did the "one two, one, two" squatting then standing up.. On the second beat the cop would come back and do his, timed where when she bent, he had his arm swung over her head.. So on and so on... There were 5 of us.......... And guess who was at the end..... YEAH .. Me~ Gracie. Here we all are, going up and down, arms flying over each others heads, timed perfectly... Well until my uncoordinated butt and out of shape legs (NOTICE** here is where the pride comes in)give out. I can't get up, then can't get down, which makes the "Carpenter" next to me get off beat, which in turn gets the painter off, then gym teacher, but the cop is going strong, which bonks the other... Another words........... We looked like a jumble of monkeys on speed trying to catch up, slow down, laughing which made it even worse. Did I mention I had to do 20 of those squats each time we did the skit? & we had to practice a billion times! They are lucky I didn't pass out! WHAT WERE THEY THINKING TO ASK ME TO DO THIS?????? We have already determined that I can't even clap in rhythm!**And MY part is suppose to keep the rhythm for the whole line!! OK NOT the wisest choice obviously!** Next year I will be lucky to get invited to watch the skit.
OK-- back to the pride... Here I was "Mrs, I am the terminator workout queen of all Springfield" and was oooooooh so feeling good about my progress..... Well...... Sunday I had to hold onto the top of my sons head (perfect level) to get down the steps without my screaming thighs giving out.. or just rolling down (which I seriously contiplated doing after a few painful moments) And today, I am still falling onto chairs so I don't have to squat to get into them.. Yeah, low toilets are now my enemy. So pride before the fall? Today I am living proof.. Maybe not what HE meant entirely... But LORD, I get the point... Lesson learned. Please heal this dumb sheep, save her from herself....... Again.

Can't believe its Friday!

Thank goodness! This week has went fast... Yet, seems like its been forever stupid! Today is day 3 of "If something stupid can happen, it does around me" day.
It started again this morning, when I about fell off the core ball.. Then forgot to pack our lunch.. I could list all the other things that has went wrong since waking up 20 minutes to early this morning... But I figure I wouldn't want to bore you or get me upset again.
Anyway...This weekend I plan on kickboxing some of this frustration and weight off.. Pop in one of those tapes that makes me feel like collapsing! I get Monday off.. So I am Happy Girl about that!
Everyone have a great weekend!

woo-hooo!

Victory!!

This morning I was SUPER sleepy.. still got up.. did my CORE - was really wishing that he would have done more exercises from the floor :-)~~ Could have slept better thru them! Anyway.. I forgot to wash my work pants ... so I reached in the back of my closet and grabbed a OLD pair of work pants, thinking "Oh great-- I will have to work standing up all day so I don't blow them out, IF I can even wiggle in them the first place." Last time I tried them on, around Summer.. well lets just say how my thighs got that big I'll never know.... could have been my frequent flier card to McDonalds.. ANYWAYS.... GET THIS.................... They fit! OMGOSH, my "Lord, please don't let me drop anything," pants FIT!!~~~ And~~~ I can sit! Oh, wait.... best part.. remember my little loose flap in the front of my pants I blogged about a couple weeks ago?? OH, YEAH... I am looking at it again! There is enough extra pants on my lap to grab.. which I just did. Much to the eyebrow raising to those walking past. I can't help it... It’s a unexpected victory!! I have no one to show.. well without raising concerns for my mental health.. again. :-)~~ just joking by the way.. don't start wondering if I am emailing from a nice padded room somewhere.
I AM SO HAPPY!! ~~Last night a girl that use to be in our youth group came back... been gone since before Christmas.... she stopped me in the hall and said "You look great, you have lost so much weight!" I could have squealed and did a little booty shaking happy dance!! I refrained.... kinda. But in my spirit, I was pumping my arms, turning around in circles singing "Do a little dance, get down tonight" Why that song plays thru my head when I feel like doing the happy dance, I have no clue.
Anyway... I am now more determined than ever...
OH, my daughter is getting a "chubby pic" of me from her wedding in December, so I can show you.. I thought I looked cute in that dress.... well cameras don't lie.

Valentine weigh in~Sim, snows them over again

Yesterday I did my weekly weigh in... I am on week 6 of ww BUT (big butt-- hehe)Week 7 of my "Chubby Gal getting Fit"-- I was tickled that I lost another 3lbs!! woooooohoo
~~~~Begin/ Week 2/ Week 3/ Week 4/Week 5/Week 6/Week 7
weight: 179 ~ 172 ~ 168.5 ~ 169.5 ~165 ~162 ~ 159
bust: 41 ~ 40 1/2 ~ 40 ~40 ~39 ~37.5 ~ 37
waist: 36 ~ 34 ~ 33 1/2 ~34~34 ~32~ 31
Gut: 43 ~ 42 ~ 40 ~40~38.5 ~38.5~38.5
Hips: 45 ~ 44 ~ 44 ~43~42 ~42~41
Rt leg: 27 ~ 26 ~ 25 1/2 ~25.5~25.5 ~25~25
Lt leg: 26 ~ 26 ~ 25 1/ 2 ~25.5~25 ~25 ~25
Rt arm: 12 ~ 12 ~ 12 ~11~10.5 ~10.5~ 10.5
Lt arm: 11 ~ 11 ~ 11 ~11~11 ~10.5~10.5

I have lost 20lbs and 24.5 inches!!
Last night we didn't stay for the meeting... Just weighed in.. Sim lost 5 lbs!! He has lost 21.5 just from ww! During weigh in (which I was there to be his body guard), his "ladies" were up to their normal stuff.. Giggling, doing the "oh, that is awesome" with his weight loss.. And nodded at me and mine... :-( Anyway.. I cringed when he announced that we would not be staying.. He patted his not so big belly and said.. "We're gonna go eat a steak, potato and stuff our selves." I could feel the condemning stares beating into my back. The "skinny chick weigh in gal" stopped writing mid word... And said "If you put your 5 pounds back on don't be surprised!" I chuckled which got me a "Oh, you think that's funny huh chubby girl" look from skinny chick. I felt like I remember feeling when my grandma caught me about ready to do something not allowed. I just grinned, like I did then. I didn't stick out my tongue when she turned around... So I guess I have grown up some since I was 10.
OH, and the BEST- or worst part was that funny boy couldn't stop there... He did the ultimate NO-NO!! As I said good bye to the "nicer skinny chick", someone stated that he looked like he was losing a lot a weight.. He said (cringe)"Not bad for a fat guy."--- HE USED THE FAT WORD!! If you never noticed.. I never use the 3 letter word!! It has that effect on women that brings out claws!! I wanted to hide under the ww snack bar tables, but feared the weight of those rocks they call snacks if it should collapse. I gasped and looked at all the women who NOT 3 week's ago spoke with fire about the F@T word! And waited for the freak out..... instead they giggled and reassured him that he wouldn’t be able to say that for long.... I stood and stared at these ladies with my mouth hanging open. If that would have be ME saying the 3 letter word I would have been beat up in the parking lot! But since it was Sim... I guess that was ok. Funny no one asked me why I wasn’t staying for the meeting... now that I think about it, no one noticed I was there..... Feeling like Jan Brady here.... “Everything’s Marsha, Marsha, Marsha”

I gave in to temptation :-(

I did it! I must confess!! I stopped at the gas station last night... To get a diet rtbeer...And bought a little bag of M & M's!! I ran to the van, ripped open the bag.. And had my eyes rolling in my head within seconds!! What's bad is... I thought... Its 5 points...And worth everyone!! I only get 22 a day.. Already I had ate 10 of them before leaving work.......... So last night I had a 5 point fajata.. Was great... And even better with my little m&m treat before! ~feel a devotion coming on--- hmmmmm gonna have to put it in my women of living water blog...
I worked out this morning-- did the core DVD... I can not wait til my new one comes.. I get two every three months... Variety.. Keep this girl from getting bored!! I think I will have to change it up to Pilates one day a week til it comes in, just to keep me from getting that "itch" to sleep in. Spice in life :-)

Tonight I get to have my date with "Skinny chick" at the weigh in scales... Did I tell you that last week I was running late... Sim beat me there and when I walked in I KNOW that I heard her sigh.... I was wondering why he kept beeping me on the nextel and saying "how far are you." I thought "geesh, patience buddy"... But when I walked in I had to grin... My cutie of a hubby was standing next to the table where skinny chick was signing him in, filling out his card grinning up to him. I saw him before he saw me...Poor big boy looked uneasy and in need of rescue!! I had to laugh when he saw me.. And the look of relief on his face! I bet if he beats me there again, he will wait in the truck!! :-) He said jokingly later that "&, half of them out weigh me.. " It's probably a good thing that I have never been a jealous person! Doesn't help that Sim says all his sweet things to me infront of everyone... Making them go "Ahhh" :-) Big boy needed me to protect him!
Anyway... I will give all the measurements tomorrow.. yippe..
I ordered a crockpot cookbook that should be in.... I just don't have time to cook anymore.. And LOVE the idea of throwing it in before leaving for work!! OH YEAH!

Core Secrets~~~~~ About to be revealed!! :-)

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh, It felt soooo good to x off on my last day in my "walk away the pounds" notebook I had set up... I really enjoyed the workout tapes... I am not very good about FOCUSING (as my hubby points out)... so the variety does this chubby gal good!! I am pleased with the 17lbs I have lost, and the 20 inches over the past 6 weeks... Now I am going to do Core workout... I will keep track of the results and see which one effected me more.... I really like it so far.. I started officially this morning.. But have done it a few times last week just to try it out.... This morning I noticed the ball thing didn't scoot around as much. It amazes me that it can budge under my big booty anyway!
Yesterday we had all the guys from the men's home, the women, and all the kids over for my youngest stepson bday.. T (my stepdaughter) brought over her pics from her wedding in December... I will have to post my favorite one on here.. She is amazingly beautiful! Anyway..... Amelia(from women's home)and Kristen(teen from youth group) were looking thru the pics and was "omygosh"-ing over my picture from the wedding.. It made me feel good to hear them talk about how much weight I have lost.. How they couldn't believe it.. I looked at the picture and was "omygosh" too... I didn't think I looked that chubby but...woooooooo man did I look pudgy!! I later looked in the bathroom mirror and was really happy to see that I can again see my jaw bones.. I looked like I had none in the pictures!! yikes! I was refreshed this weekend with seeing the difference since December... And looking forward to seeing the difference in April!! By this summer I want to be able to be fit enough to jog around the lake and not look like jello while doing it.... ANOTHER words.. I need to get busy!!
I will post measurements and weigh-in on Wednesday (After WW skinny chick weighs me in)...... I am sure this stuff is probably moooooooore than you wanted to know about me... but helps me see progress and where I need more work at.... Like my thighs!! The other day I stood with my legs together and bent over to see if I can see any light between them........ NOPE.... I remember when I was able to see light at least between above my knees..... Now nothing... I need to really focus on loosing the inner thigh flab thing....You know on babies it is soo cute "chubby legs".. on moms... not so cute.

OH-- I was nominated on "One Women's World".... I am not sure how to find out what for.. Who nominated me....Or how to get the banner thing to work.... But the link is on the bottom right side... I just wanted to thank whoever nominated me...

FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!! Rambo Girl strikes!

This morning my "bright" idea was to do the "Super burn" workout DVD.......After about 3 minutes (once warmup was over) I was thinking that I must have had too much cold medicine again! OMGOSH! I have been working out Mon-Sat for 40 days... I should be able to do one simple exercise thing without problems right? (Do you hear the Rocky music?) I should be lean, mean (well got that part down),exercise machine........... Run steps without panting, jog thru a parking lot without wheezing, jump land bombs that my neighbors dogs leave on my yard, and sing at the top of my lungs while doing it all......... NOT! Instead my arms were trembling making little flabby ripples as I over-n-over lift them above my head.... "8 more people".... My hips that are supposedly "nice and warmed up feeling loose and powerful" are making some strange popping noise as I do the MILLION knee lifts.. Maybe its not so loose and warm because I HAVE A WHOLE LOT MORE for the "warm blood flow" to go thru!! 5:55 this morning I hear "Pump it up walkers! Lift those legs in powerful brisk pace....10 seconds later.. (when I am still trying to figure out if I am as fast as robo girl)she says come on.. Bump it up even more..." My legs are pumping, my arms are looking like some sickly bird flapping, and I resemble some sort of wildly dying chicken as my pony tail up on top of my head flops around until its got a good cockeyed position. WHY OH WHY did I get that STUPID idea of putting a huge mirror in this room, propped against the wall? I knew I wouldn't be able to NOT look and think "AGAD, if someone saw me right now they would shoot first and call the zoo later!"
Determined not to give in, I look straight ahead at the TV and do the stupidest thing... I try to keep, ok change... My rhythm to match theirs.. It reaaaaaaaally shouldn't be that hard, right.... I stumble a few times trying to lift my knee during this power Rambo walk just when they do....... So I know I am going as fast as pyscho girl(which I have come to call her)is wanting me to go.... Why I try to keep in perfect harmony with them every morning at least a million times during the workout... I don't know... I don't even have rhythm in church to clap. I try.. I watch others.. Try to smack my hands together when everyone else does.... But before I know it, I am off beat, then others get off beat........ And the looks begin :-) The bass player really gets messed up... So far no one has asked me NOT to clap.. My hubby...he doesn't help.... He will hear me get off beat and then purposely clap between the others to reeeeeeeeally mess me up. And grin at me saying "Come on Gracie, focus"
Anyway.... With this multiple movements tape... I should just be happy that I am not falling over anymore. Which I haven't in a few days.. Well not counting me tripping up the stairs I did the other day. That's what I get for running up stairs in socks though......
Let me tell you.............. I was soooooooo glad to hear "ok, lets cool down." this morning... I resisted the urge to cool down while collapsing on the floor.
Tomorrow I am sleeping in......... Well later than I do during the week.... Tomorrow is Saturday.... So I will get up.. Get ready go do Adopt A Block (which I LOVE!!) go to our new outreach ministry building that we got donated to us and start cleaning out the sanctuary!! It is mess..... And will need lots of elbow grease.. But we have 2 different colleges taking on this project as their year assignment.. And all of us servants.. So Gods outreach house will be opened soon!! I will have pics on our www.changinglivesnow.org site soon.. Will make sure I post when we do!
I know that tomorrow I am gonna get a great workout.... Cleaning, tearing stuff out, and praising God!! Gonna get a physical and a spiritual workout!! PRAISE GOD!!

Feeling MUCH better!!

Today I am feeling more....... Me. I can breathe, my chest doesn't feel like I smoked a carton of cigarettes in one night(or what I THINK it would feel like), and my energy level is higher than it has been in weeks!! My head is still got that dull throb behind my eyes.. Which hubby and his poetic loving statements.. Stated last night that it was probably just "a air pocket". Funny I have to admit, but still deserving of the thumb between the ribs move I have mastered. I am sure he will still be whinnying tonight about the "bruises" that are not there. Thankfully I busted out my move AFTER church last night or I would have heard all the old ladies, tsking me and pampering him. GAG! Did I ever tell you about our wedding day?-- THIS is the REALITY of the brat my husband really is.... When we were engaged, all the women at his church (mine now) had been trying to marry him off for years... (he says to their good looking daughters).. Anyway they were ready to get rid of him and get a wife to try to keep him under control (he is extremely honoree... Throwing things at the old ladies from the sound booth.. Making old enough to be his grandma women blush and say "oh, stop that." and prance around all giddy, when he says that he was holding out on marriage til she finally said yes to him".. That kind of stuff.) Anyway... At the shower they threw me, I heard stories upon stories of his antics over the years and how they were giving him to me....... Well me and my "weird" little mind.... I got a plan.. And the ladies from church backed me up............. SO-- the day of our wedding... The preacher (who was his brother from GA-- huge amazing church) asked... After the "who gives this woman away"... he paused and said "who gives this man away?" and all the women from the church stood up and said "we do!".. My families faces were priceless!! Sim turned blood red and I felt victory for a brief second... Now, he did get me back later.. And my face was the one blood red, when my mom said innocently.. "Now honeys you all get out of here... don't worry about cleaning up, I am sure you got other things you need to do." Now SHE was meaning getting stuff together for our flight out the next day... But SIM took advantage of the comment and retorted back with a "Oooooh baby." grabbed me by the arm and dropped what he had in his hand in a dramatic bang " Your mommas right, we got things to DO! Lets go." It was soooooo obvious what he was meaning while he grinned like a fool and winked at my gasping mom. Poor woman hasn't been the same or stopped gasping at his antics since!! Then again.. I now know everytime my mom is walking into the room... He usually makes a show of grabbing my butt and saying "come here and give me some lips baby"... which my mom now calls us lizards... WHERE she got lizards I have NO CLUE.
Anyway...Back to day 39 (geesh-- can't believe I have actually been working out for 6weeks! yeeeeehaw!).... I worked out... Forgot my bread for tst this morning or milk for cereal... So here I was with a bit of dry life cereal and pnut butter.. So I went next door and bummed a bagel. I only ate one side and put pnut butter on it, and will save the other half for tomorrow... I ate a salad with my lite Itl, couple croutons, and about a bite or two out of green pepper,onion, mushroom, & chicken leftovers from last nights fajatas....So I've been pretty good........ Not really craving anything........ I did have a divine answer to a "craving temptation" the other day from a equally tempted, M & M addict...... FUN SIZE packets! OH YEAH!! This chubby gal is happy as can be... Because its Valentines day.... & right now they have bags of Fun size M & M's in pretty reds and pinks! I am hitting the Rite Aide on the way home! I have a plan to put them in my granola bar cupboard (hidden over the fridge) and when I pack my lunch I will only place one bag in every other day! Ahhhhhhhh such bliss!

baaaaaaaaaaah, baaaaaaaaah Measurements!

Well, as you know...... Last night was weigh in at ww.. I lost 3 lbs since last week... The exact same as I lost the week before........ I know, I should be glad, am glad, but what "burns my britches" is that last week I did that STUPID cabbage soup diet...... in other words.... I ate rabbit food all week, didn't have my wonderful pnt tst, NO granola bar that I look forward to everyday, no variety!! This "sure way" of quick and big loss diet was nothing but a hoax! OK, so I did eat more raw veggies than I normally do, and I did eat fruit like I should do, and all that "goody" stuff........ But when it came down to it.. I was shown my "lesson".. #1 WHAT WAS I THINKING?-- everyone knows that if its too good to be true it is.. Yet I thought ,"what the heck" #2 I didn't seek HIM first.. I just did it. It hit me last night at WW of all places.... That God had led me to ww to start living healthier.. I don't think so much to lose weight but to get this chubby butt up, exercising, eating better, being aware and treating HIS temple with a lot more respect... Funny if you have a new car with a payment and someone says, this is the ONLY one you will ever get for the rest of your life........ Your gonna take care of it right? Get oil changed, not run it so hard, and all that good stuff. Well HE has really wanted me to get this Temple in shape. I know HE has a calling on my life, and He has started revealing what I am suppose to do... And I will NEED to be in shape... Both physically and spiritually!!--- ANYWAY....... Back to the cabb diet.. I didn't ask my Father... Now that I look back He was nodding no when I look at some of the "research" I did on it and still did it anyway.. #3 I lost the SAME amount I would have and would have been A LOT happier if I would have stuck with HIS plan............... ahhhhhhh such a slow learner I am.
Poor God, having to put up with such dumb sheep.
ANYWHO- This morning I woke up.. Was reeeeeeeeeeeally lazy this morning.. Thought.. hmm I would have to switch the wires in the back of the basement TV back to playstation so I could do my DVD (yes, I can not figure out how to hook the vcr and playstation up to the TV all on one thing~ The whole kids being grounded from the playstation has really worked out well for me-- :-) They keep asking when its up, but I don't want to give it back...)SO, this morning I was lazy and popped in my Core DVD up in the living room --- seeing how I still haven't figured out how to get that big ball down the steps..Well without too much work. (move hutch or deflate ball & re-pump)(you can see previous post and understand why I am not attempting that again!) My abs are again screaming and my arms are twitching, so all's good.
OH--- I measured myself again-- and I didn't give you my current weight..
I will show 1st week and current week like I normally do:
~~~~Begin/ Week 2/ Week 3/ Week 4/ Week 5/ Week 6
weight: 179 ~ 172 ~ 168.5 ~ 169.5 ~165 ~162
bust: 41 ~ 40 1/2 ~ 40 ~40 ~39 ~37.5
waist: 36 ~ 34 ~ 33 1/2 ~34~34 ~32
Gut: 43 ~ 42 ~ 40 ~40~38.5 ~38.5
Hips: 45 ~ 44 ~ 44 ~43~42 ~42
Rt leg: 27 ~ 26 ~ 25 1/2 ~25.5~25.5 ~25
Lt leg: 26 ~ 26 ~ 25 1/ 2 ~25.5~25 ~25
Rt arm: 12 ~ 12 ~ 12 ~11~10.5 ~10.5
Lt arm: 11 ~ 11 ~ 11 ~11~11 ~10.5

Since last week I've lost 3lbs and 4.5 inches
Since beginning this....17lbs and 20 inches!!! OMGOSH--I can't believe it!! wooooohoo God is soooooooo good!!

NO more Veggies please!

Well... Yesterday I did my big..."I don't want to quit" speech.... Today I couldn't take no more!! I will finish my soup for the rest of the week... But today I was suppose to eat brown rice and veggies all day........ I just COULDN'T do it! I am :-( a quitter......... :-) a quitter who just enjoyed my usual "before stupid cabbage soup diet" 2 ww tst w/pnut butter....... Man you would have thought I ate a box of poptarts as happy as I was!! Today I am having baked Chicken breast, grapes, 10 carrots (Ok, so I still am having veggies)for lunch and mid afternoon snack..... I am a happy dieter!!
This morning I worked out.. Did my AB mile with Leslie Sansone... Now mind you.. I have been sick..... So my brain is not working correctly.... I go down there, pop in the DVD grab my AB belt and strap it around my waist.... I start the morning stretch warmup... And notice that I forgot to put on my shoes....... To lazy and sicky feeling to care I keep going... I am walking, moving into power walk, blowing my nose and chugging nice ice cold water down my sore throat.... We move into the upper body part and are told to grab the handles "loosely" sucking my belly in I grab the handles that are shoved in between the belt and my Future flat stomach.. My legs are pumping, making the shadow on the wall look like some wired string puppet show.... Mrs bubbly says now push out.......... WELL...... I am not sure how it quite happened... But I pushed equally on the handles that are attached to stretchy cord that is attached to the back of the belt... What I seemed to forget this morning was to center up the belt.... Needless to say my left arm shot out and my right arm yanked about 6 inches.. Twisting the upper part of me.... From my ears being stuffy, my balance is already off..... My brain obviously was not quick enough to figure out that my legs needed to quit pumping so I ended up almost falling. Luckily I somehow twisted the bands back around, caught my balance and was impressed that I never missed a step. It was not pretty. You know..... After that moment I had the terrible realization that if I was to knock myself out down there, no one would know... Sim would just leave thinking he finally snuck past the morning breath "wild woman" who catches him as he tries to leaving in the morning.... The kids would have just got ready for school and left (since they get up to alarm after I leave), that night they wouldn't think to look for me down stairs..... It could take days!! Not a good thought!! Especially me.... Gracie! A nick name my husband lovenly gave me after I feel down the balcony steps at a crowded pastors appreciation seminar. I think I need one of those Med-alerts.. That thing older people wear around their necks in case they have fallen and can't get up....

Too funny not to post!! hehe

Dog's diary vs a Cat's diary

EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DAILY DIARY:
 
8:00 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
 
9:30 a.m. Wow! A car ride! This is a blast!
 
9:40 a.m.  Got to go to the park! Rolled in some really nasty stuff, was so proud of myself.  Humans were less than impressed.

10:30 a.m. Got my tummy rubbed and petted -- I'm in love!

12:00 p.m. Lunch: yummy!
 
1:00 p.m. Played in the yard:  I loved it!
 
3:00 p.m. Stared adoringly at my masters ... they're the best!
 
4:00 p.m. Hooray! The kids got home! I was so happy I was bouncing off the walls!

5:00 p.m. Milkbones -- awesome!

7:00 p.m. Got to play ball!  What a day, this was too good to be true!
 
8:00 p.m. Wow: watching TV with my master!   Heavenly!

 
 
EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DAILY DIARY:
 
Day 683 of My Captivity:
 
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.

They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.  The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomited on the floor.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ''good little hunter'' I am. The audacity!!

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event.  However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to my power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow-- but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released--and he seems more than willing to return! He is obviously retarded.  The bird has got to be an
informant-- I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. The captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe-- for now.  But I can wait.

It is only a matter of time...

Last week for the 6 week

Today is day 6 of my veggie thing... I know one thing... I am not pleased with this veggie diet that they had me do... I can't wait to get back on ww schedule. True I lost a little bit more weight than I normally do during the week, but I feel tired, the cold came back and really feel like it messed with me. It really wasn't "hard" to do, just wired. I never like to quit anything and think I will stick to it for one more day, just because I know that quitting would be easy. Make sense? I have for years started something never to finish, and I am trying to break that cycle!
This weekend I stayed busy, did my billions of piles of laundry.... Think the neighbors are dropping theirs off when I am not looking. I cleaned, went to the doctor.. Got a cortisone shot in my wrist.OMGOSH...... If I wasn't paralyzed in pain from that huge needle moving around in my wrist and palm of hand, I would have uppercut the doctor! Him and the nurse kept hovering over me, I guess waiting for me to cry. I couldn't, couldn't breathe, think, or move.... Let alone cry! He said
"Now most need to lay down for a minute", which of course tough girl said "Oh, I'm fine" sat up and watched the wall start swirling in sickening motions. Gritting my teeth I sat straight and prayed I didn't do a nose dive off the bed onto the grinning nurse. Worse yet, her husband is a cop also who works with me... So I knew if I fainted that the whole department would hear within 2.5 minutes. Thankfully they left the room so I could lean against the wall before attempting to walk. My hand felt like someone was ripping my fingers out and thought.. "It hurts worse now than it did when I showed up" I was hoping this would help me, but now I am looking at surgery, probably by the end of the month. OH well~~ I know one thing I am not getting one of those shots again!
Enough whinnying..... Sorry!! :-)
Tomorrow is ww weigh in-------
OH, best news~~ I was sitting Saturday in a meeting and looked down at my lap.... Guess what I saw!! Baggy jeans poofin out! Normally its my fat poofin it out.. I sat there pulling on the extra jean near my zipper, of course nudging my teen girls next to me showing them, I couldn't stop looking at it and tugging on the zipper overlap part of my jeans, and pockets!! It wasn't til later that I realized how wired I must have seemed looking at my lap grinning messing with my pants and showing others my lap. What probably says even more about my personality is that no one was shocked, just grinned. I can't really remember what the meeting was about... But I was proud of my self for not standing up at testimony time and sharing my lap with the huge group of Christians. I couldn't help it, I just looked down again and tugged on my dress pants............ Now everyone's gonna look at their laps..You did, didn't you!! hehe
Well 5 more days after today............. I guess I will need to change my subject title..... Any ideas?

Veggies everywhere

Today I am eating all veggies... For breakfast I ate French cut green beans.. For lunch I will eat Veggie soup, steamed mixed veggies... I brought some extra cans of veg to work so that if I start feeling like I am about to crawl inside of the candy machine... I will have something to shove in my mouth.
This morning I did my workout....Man was I sleepy!!
OH~~ I did my measurements last night...

Beginning and Now (I am in my 5th week)*** Now remember when I got to ww I had already started to lose so my weigh in was less but this is for Walk away the pounds program that I started a week earlier)
Weight= 179 ~ 165
Bust= 41 ~ 39
Waist= 36 ~ 34
Gut= 43 ~ 38.5
Hip= 45 ~ 42
Rt leg= 27 ~ 25.5
Lt leg= 26 ~ 25
Rt arm= 12 ~ 10.5
Lt arm= 11 ~ 11
Lost= 14 lbs & 15 inches!! Praise the Lord

OH-- My ever romantic hubby said this morning when he hugged me goodbye.. "Honey your wasting away to nothing.... I use to be able squeeze all your fat rolls" I again am going to take that as a compliment..... I think....

Skinny Chick was saved

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Last night was ww weigh in....... and who sat at the table of "chocolate" ww bars?? You got it ......... skinny chick. She grinned, said "grab your folders..pleeeease" and took our money. I was glad to see she wasn't at the scales this time.... she is just a little too bubbly for the scale duty I think. I of course took off my shoes, laid down my 30lb purse and watched my husband beam from the scales. Another 5 lbs lost. What irked me was that before we left he fibbed and said "I’ve gained 3 lbs this week"....... what was he trying to do? Make chubby gal feel better?? dunno. Anyway the women grinned and giggled at his antics like they do every week and it was my dreaded turn next....... why is it the whole room seems to get quiet and everyone watches?? I stood there and watched the digital numbers go up, up, up and not stop! I started to have that unreal sick feeling when I heard behind me a gasp and "You are so bad, take your foot off her scale!" I looked behind me to see my grinning hubby with his foot on the scale behind mine.... My eyes squinted at his look of innocense and conti plated beating him with one of those nasty rock hard "chocolate" bars on the table next to us. His foot lifted and I plunged down to 165... it shifted between 164. something and 165... I like the 164. something.. but she wrote 165 in my book thing.. my opinion didn't matter I guess. Anyway I got my 10lb loser ribbon and went into the sanctuary to listen to sorta skinny chick talk about going on vacation and all the food she ate. I wasn't hungry til she started listing all the goodies.... I told her so. OK, maybe that was a little bad to do, but hey, I was ready to fly to Orlando and buy a cinnamon bun by the time she got done describing it in detail!!
Today I am starting the veggie thing with Sim, Amelia (in our womens home),& Sasha (future daughter-in-law). Today I eat 2 bowls of veggie soup or as much as I want, and eat fruit all day.... I love fruit, so this won't be hard.
I worked out on the core ball this morning, which I might add doesn't fit thru my basement door when inflated! The hutch thingy in my kitchen doesn't allow my door to open the whole way... to me it looked like it would fit (mind you I was looking thru 5:45 eyes)....... well I about bounced thru the kitchen when I went charging thru the doorway not realizing that it wouldn't fit... My "warmup" consisted of me trying to pry the ball the rest of the way thru without popping it, then removing it from being jammed half way not able to go any further.. I am sure I looked real cute clutching this huge silver ball that was jammed in the doorway. Yanking then twisting, and finally getting mad and placing my foot on the door frame and jerking it out... needless to say I did my workout in the living room. woooooooh, I never realized how uncoordinated I really am until trying to balance myself, do the moves they do with ease and not have the ball fly out from under me.
After the workout I fixed mine and Sims lunches and was glad about the tightening I felt in my abs. Sim the ever blunt husband said "Dang it sound like you were tearing the house down in there!" I gave him the warning look that he ignores. He did redeem himself, some what, when he said "he noticed I was losing my big booty"... I figured I would take that as the glass half full comment... I of course went and looked in the mirror and grinned at the "bagginess"-- is that a word?--- in my workout pants around my butt... Life is good. Now if I could only lose the front... I noticed before I started this thing that I resembled someone with two butts. One in the back that and one on my stomach.. Just thinking about it has you sucking in your stomach doesn't it?? Does me!