Well today was an adventure. My princesses have been begging for new bikes for weeks now, and with school almost out, and the sun blaring down on a daily basis, I felt it was safe to say that summer is definitely on it's way. Today was the day they finally were going to get their bikes! Can we say overjoyed?!?! I'm fast asleep this morning only to be woken by the song of my 7 year old..who also felt the overwhelming need to jump on my bed while singing..."wakey wakey, time to get up.....I'm getting a BIIIIIIIIKKKKKEEEEE" I pick up my phone...check the time.....oh great it's 7:26am....Fast forward to man hours and a nap later (mommy was tired, and cranky, so no one was getting a bike until she took a nap :P) we set off to the store to get said biiiiiiikkkkeee. Of course my 4 year old immediately gravitated to the first bike that had a princess on it and was all set. My 7 year old, on the other hand, had to test out how fast the bikes could go before making her final decision. She took off, and before I knew it, I hear a crash into boxes.I turned, to see my child crashed into a large pyramid of boxes containing gumball machines. Thank goodness for the store clerk who caught her just in time before she knocked the entire display down. Fortunately, there were just a few that got displaced.
While looking at the bikes, I was reminded of another thing I look forward to when I'm less 115 lbs.....riding a bike. Looking at adult selection of bikes, all I could think of was how my butt would easily swallow up those seats! Needless to say, no bike riding for me until then! Once we got home, they had to test out the bikes on their own terrain now. This proved much more difficult than the smooth floors at the department store. My oldest was having some difficulty getting the pedaling just right, so I attempted to explain to her what corrections she needed to make in order for it to work. Of course, she wasn't following along, so I told her I needed to show her, and proceeded to take the bike. The fear that overcame that child's face when she saw me approach her new pride and joy and make the motion like I was going to sit on it, was priceless. I assured her that I wasn't going to sit down, I just wanted to show her. "Oh good, cause I thought you were going to break it!" *sigh*....more motivation to keep pushing through and getting to my goal and another joy of parenthood.....children have no filters!
Since we were in the mindset of summer shopping, I decided that, since it had been en 8 years since I purchased a new bathing suit, I should get a new one. Brilliant idea....yes yes I know. The current one I have is all black, and I wanted one that wasn't so sun catching. Whenever I wear the current one, I lie out in the sun and swear I smell bacon cooking. While the kiddies continued to get acclimated with their new toys, I took advantage of the situation, left them home with daddy, and went bathing suit shopping for myself. I get into the store and proceed to the small little itty bitty 3 racks of plus sized clothes and begin my search. I spot some shorts, got a little excited, picked them up and BAM...they are midrise. For those of you who might not know, midrise goes up to the belly button area, hence leaving that oh so wonderful and coveted muffin top. Why do clothes designers insist on continuing to make them for those of us who are plus sized, is beyond my understanding. I put the shorts down, and I proceed to look for the bathing suits. I opted for swim shorts and a separate top. I picked up the 3 colors in the tops they had, took the swim shorts, and walked to the fitting room. I get myself situated in the room and begin my workout. Yes, I said work out. I literally broke a sweat trying on these bathing suit tops. I found one that was....good enough....wiped my brow, and left the fitting room. I know there were some calories burned in there, fighting to get the suits on and off! On a high note....I managed to fit in my cardio for the day :P
Bike riding and bathing suit shopping....just two more things I'm looking forward to when these 115 lbs are gone! What are you looking forward to this summer?
After not going to the gym for a week because of being sick, I actually miss it. This week has left me with plenty of thinking time. As I continue on my journey to healthy town, I'm constantly reminded of all those other adventures I've gone on in the past. You know....wait for it....wait for it....plug your ears, I'm going to say it.....you have been forewarned....DIETS, *Gasp* Yes, Yes I know, we shouldn't say that word anymore, and we shall be politically correct in saying "lifestyle change" However, many of those adventures weren't for changing my lifestyle, they were for fitting into a pair of shorts for the summer so I wouldn't have to buy a new bigger size. One of my memorable excursions takes me back to about 2002. *queue flashback music*
I was at work one day talking with coworkers, and of course the topic of discussion was weight loss. One of my coworkers came prancing along , super excited, grinning ear to ear. Intrigued by her overzealous demeanor, we of course asked her what was going on. She proceeded to explain to us how she had discovered the holy grail of diets, and how this was going to be the next best thing since sliced bread. Of course she now had our attention even more so. What was this be all end all weight loss miracle solution? *drum roll* It was cabbage soup! Me, being the naive, early 20's, single, sized 18W female, I was like...."Sign me up!" She told us that all you have to do is eat cabbage soup, bananas, and drink water for a week and you will lose 10 lbs. I thought "This sounds legit". I mean really, how brilliant is this?!?! I just have to eat soup, with cabbage in it, bananas, and water for 7 days, and I lose 10 lbs, this is a no brainer. Off to the grocery store I went! I left work, immediately went to the grocery store, got all the ingredients I needed, came home and proceeded to cook. However, that night I did not start this diet because all veteran dieters know the cardinal rules...1) you only start diets on Mondays (however I started this one on a Tuesday), and 2) you need to have your last meal prior to the diet's commencement. (usually consistent of the remainder of the tub of Ben and Jerry's, the last of the cookie crumbs in the pantry, and preferably something cheese covered)
I put my pot on the stove, chopped up the ingredients of cabbage, onion, tomato, cabbage, cabbage, salt, pepper, cabbage, and cabbage. Boiled the crap out of the soup and got all of my containers ready for the week. Woke up the next morning ready to rock and roll and lose some rolls in the process. Ate my banana, went to work, had some cabbage soup, had some more cabbage soup, then I proceeded for my snack of a banana. Came home for dinner and had what you ask? Cabbage soup! Day 1 was in the bag and I felt awesome. Woke up the next morning and got on the scale to find that I had gained weight!!! What?!?!?!? Are you kidding me?!?!?! It has to be water weight is what I told myself. I moved on and began day 2. Had a banana, went to work, cabbage soup, cabbage soup, banana, cabbage soup, rinse and repeat. I did this for 7 days straight! Every day was the same exact story, I would wake up, weigh myself and proceed to curse at the scale for not moving or for going up. By the 7th day, I wanted to burn every cabbage patch in the universe and never look at another cabbage leaf again. Are you wondering what my weight loss was by day 7??? Well I will tell you this......no Christmas miracles were had. Total score: Cabbage 10 Me 0. I easily consumed 10 lbs of cabbage in a week only to remain the same weight I was when I started. I was furious, I was livid, I ended my Cabbage soup diet right then and there and got a pizza.
While not all bad came out of my cabbage soup experience. I did have some fabulous takeaways from this nifty experiment. For example, did you know that cabbage has indigestible sugars that when eaten in large quantities can cause you to have a bloated/gassy abdomen? Also, it's chock full of fiber. I had the cleanest intestines on this side of the milky way thanks to the cabbage. Last but not least, too much of anything isn't a good thing. When all was said and done, I didn't lose any weight eating the cabbage soup. Ironically, shortly after this stint, I ended up visiting family outside of the country, got a horrendous case of E.Coli from the water, dropped 20 lbs in 2 weeks. I now joke that whenever family is going outside of the country, when they ask me what I want them to bring me back, I tell them a teaspoon of water.
Happy Saturday! The weekend is finally here! I've been under the weather battling a sinus infection and ear infection, which led me to a doctor visit yesterday. Ultimately, that visit led to my blog content for the day. Where I see myself less the 115lbs I want to lose. First of all, I dread doctors, as I'm sure most people do. I don't think I've met anyone super excited about having to go to one, however before yesterday, my main reason for dreading was the scale! It's like some ritualistic torture routine for them. You go in, you already don't feel well, and they are like...."please step on the scale".
My pre-doctor visit ritual starts at home. I wake up, make sure not to eat anything, drink anything, and I pick out the lightest clothes I own to wear. (usually a light t-shirt and capris or shorts). I make sure to go to the bathroom at least 20 times to ensure any and all excess fluid has been expelled, I find the easiest to remove shoes I own and slip them on. Then it's out the door, I arrive at the doctor's office, and have to visit the restroom....it's most important to to make sure that 21st bathroom visit gets rid of all the "water weight". Then I wait...and wait...and wait...usually this waiting leads to bathroom trip 22 just to be sure. Then I hear my name called and it's like time stands still, I make that dreaded walk to the scale. I remove my purse, earrings, glasses, fitbit, and shoes, roll my eyes, sigh, and step on. That magical number pops up and it's on to the room I go. The nurse proceeded to take my temperature, and pulse, and proceeds to the blood pressure. However, at this point she only has a standard cuff in the room. She said "I'll be right back", she steps out of the room, proceeds to the hall and I hear here telling another person, "this room doesn't have a large cuff". That's when I realized, the scale wasn't my only dreadful part of going to the doctors. Because I'm overweight, they aren't able to check my blood pressure with the regular cuff, and they need the large cuff to be able to fit around my arm. Embarrassment set in as I'm sure at this point my blood pressure is now through the roof. I never even considered that my weight would require a modification of having to use another type of cuff for blood pressure checking. Then we go through my current medications, and I'm at this point just begging for it all to be over with. Fast forward...while checking out of the office, I was handed my visit summary and sent on my merry way to the pharmacy. I sat in the car reading the paperwork, which listed my diagnoses....sinus infection, acute ear infection, and obesity. I flipped the page, which was an article on "healthy weight loss" I get to the pharmacy, fill the antibiotic, and have to ask the age old question of will it interact with all the other medications I take, and I proceed home. All these events led to me thinking about so many other things that I didn't realize before, which quickly turned into the things I look forward when I'm less 115lbs.
I long for the day when going to the doctors, is just a yearly exam for a check up. I currently have to go to a Cardiologist every 3-6 months, my yearly exam at the primary doctors, an Endocrinologist to manage my pre-diabetes every 3-6 months and so much more. I look forward to jumping on the scale and not having dreading the number that pops back on me. I look forward to using a standard cuff for my blood pressure, and not cringing at what my blood pressure reading would be, not having to give a long list of meds I take and just tell them "multivitamin". I look forward to getting my checkout paperwork and my diagnosis is "well checkup". I'm looking forward to having a clothes selection that is larger than a small corner in a department store. I look forward to paying less for the clothes I do buy since plus size clothing typically costs more due to more fabric being used. Oh and the extra added sequined parrots that all plus sized wearing women love to adorn......:P I look forward to bathing suit shopping that doesn't require me to have to find a suit that covers my rolls, and then looking for something else to cover the suit so the bathing suit doesn't show. I look forward to buying cute workout clothes and hopping on the treadmill and running a mile in under 15 minutes. I can't wait until I can go outside in the summer with shorts and a tank top and not feel like everything is jiggling out of the tank, and my things aren't clapping together as I walk. Oh and the chub rub that occurs in the summer...yeah that will be no more! I could go on for pages with what I look forward to, however,most of all, I'm looking forward to the boost in my self confidence, and my girls looking at their mommy and seeing the fruits of her hard work. Helping them to see that if they set their minds to something, they can accomplish it!
How about you? What do you look forward to? What goals do you want to accomplish and what do you see yourself doing once you do?