uninspired.

Well, nothing has changed in the last few days.  Still not drinking soda (today is day 14), still no weight loss.  I wasn’t expecting it to all drop off based on one life decision, but I was hopeful.  I’ve decided that November 1st, is the day that I give up sweets . No cookies, cake, ice cream, chocolate, candy.  And I say Nov 1st, because I think it’s unfair to myself, to deprive myself of Halloween, and stealing candy from Calista’s basket.

Other than that, my life needs a boost.  Or a kick in the ass.  I’m feeling so…blah.  About everything.  Work (this is nothing new), my relationship, motherhood.  I was asked to attend a grief workshop for the holidays.  I’m unsure if I’m going to attend or not.  My mothers favorite time of  year was the holidays.  Every year she would wake up at the crack of dawn on Thanksgiving, starting to cook the feast of a lifetime, the best mashed potatoes, not unlike Paula Dean, a stick of butter with a side of butter.  My favorite was the giblet gravy, though to be honest, I don’t really know what a giblet is (don’t tell me).  My mother would start shopping for Christmas in July, which is also when the countdown would begin.  She loved decorating the house, it was like Christmas threw up in the living room.

I’m trying to figure out how to spend the holidays.  Tis the season for new traditions!  Our family is not exactly “normal”.  I can’t cook an entire feast, even if I could, I definitely don’t know how to cook a feast for 3.  So if any of you have any ideas, on what sort of traditions we can make, the help would be greatly appreciated.

Until next time,

J

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Progress!

Today is day number 7! Haven’t even been craving it. I think after 1 month without, I am going to give up something else. Not sure what yet though.

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On another note, my hip is feeling a lot better. I started taking the stairs again today. Unfortunately, on Monday my department is moving to another building, so I won’t be able to go to the gym during my break. I need to figure out another option for a quick 10 minute calorie burner/distracting from smoking.

Until next time,

J

#fat4life

This weekend, I was house/baby/dog sitting for a friend, and we were so incredibly busy.  Between the 3 kids (my 1, and my friends 2 boys), their sports (all three of them playing on different teams, and at different fields, and even in different cities), errands and just all around life.  We ate bad a lot.  BUT.  I am happy to report that today is day 5 of no soda.  And that really doesn’t seem like a long time, but considering from Friday until today, we’ve only had 3 home cooked meals, that’s pretty amazing.  I still want soda, especially on Friday when I made the kids rootbeer floats.  But, I am doing okay without it. 

In regards to running/walking every day during my break.  I’m not having so much luck with that.  Last week I got a pretty massive blister on my heel, it didn’t matter what shoes I wore, it killed.  About Friday-ish, it was better, and I was able to walk without limping.  Sometime on Satruday afternoon, after roughly 6 hours of running around, running errands with the kids, and getting lunch and what not; I felt a pain in my hip.  I kind of just shrugged it off, but throughout the day it just kept getting worse and worse.  The pain comes and goes, mostly comes when I walk, but sometimes it’s there when I’m sitting, or laying, and I just have to move around until I find a spot that isn’t excrutiating.  I have no idea what I did.  It’s not like I was wrestling, or running a marathon, or tai kwon do or anything.  When I first fielt the pain, I was standing at the stove, and cutting up bacon.  Pretty strenuous right?   I think this injury stems from my weight.  My frame can’t take the extra pounds that I’ve put on over the last few years, and I don’t blame it.  Unfortunately, I love this delicious food so much.  It’s going to be hard to q uit.  

I just want to get back to running, but damn.  It just hurts so bad.  And to add to the awesomeness, I don’t have insurance.  So I just get to suffer.  Lucky me.