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Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Makeover?

I had someone ask me today if I've had a makeover...I told them that I had lost about 64 pounds.  She looked at me funny (this is someone I work with that sees me at least twice a week), and said, "Ok, but did you do something different with your makeup or something?"  It made me laugh.  I remember last year at this time, wondering if I will ever be able to cross my legs - wondering if I will ever be able to tie my shoes or put on my socks without running out of breath.  And here I am.  With a makeover.  Thank you sugar, thank you flour.  Thank you for leaving me alone for almost a year. Thank you for helping me be able to cross my legs.  Thank you for staying away so that I can have more energy, sit in plastic chairs, and do so many other things I was worried I would never able to do again.  Thank you for my makeover.  So far, that is!

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Breakfast!

This is the only cereal I've found that had no added sugar...easy breakfast! Kashi 7 grain puffs.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

200 days

Today marks 200 days without flour or added sugar - I still feel great.  I'm down about 40 pounds (it fluctuates) and have lost 6" off my hips and waist.  It hasn't been a fast process, and I'm OK with that.  I don't plan on gaining the weight back - nor do I plan on having flour or sugar again.

Here are some of the things I (we) eat -

Breakfast:

Kashi 7 Grain cereal
Skim Milk

or

Eggs (I use non-stick spray instead of butter or margarine)
Bacon (I microwave it)

Lunch: 

Salad
Sugar Free Raspberry Vinaigrette
Bacon
or
Adams Crunchy Peanut Butter
Strawberry Spread
Rice Cakes (2)
or
Turkey Chili
or
Egg Salad Sandwich (made with low-fat mayo)
or
Lunch Meat Sandwich with Horseradish and low-at mayo
or
Broccoli and Cheese

Dinner:

Pretty much any kind of meat
Spaghetti Squash
Vegetables
Brown Rice

Snacks:

Cashews
Lunch meat with a laughing cow wedge

I eat potatoes on a rare occasion, as well as whole wheat bread.

I drink at least 64 ounces of water a day - but most of the time have more than that.  Oh and FRUIT.  I love FRUIT :)






Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Elliptical


A small modern miracle happened today. Well maybe a couple small modern miracles. I decided to exercise. Modern miracle #1.

The last time I attempted the elliptical, I was able to clear 3 minutes flat. That's right, 3 minutes.

I have never liked to exercise. I played sports, but found ways around running...you know, like attempting a home run everytime so I could saunter around the bases. Or feigning a heart attack. 

Well this time I got on the treadmill and closed my eyes and just went for it! I had the music blaring. It really inspired me.  Modern Miracle #2: Believe it or not, I went 6 minutes. That's right! 6 minutes! It might seem small, but that is DOUBLE my last attempt. I'm very proud of myself. Now to try again tonight!

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Wait...WEIGHT?

01/09/2014 Weight is a four letter word to me.  In my head it's only four letters.  And I say it like I say any other four letter word.  With disdain.

I've been overweight my whole life.  And by overweight, I mean, I was CHUBBY for the first 18 years of my life.  CHUBBY.  Not fat.  It was on occasion brought to my attention, but for the most part, not too many people pointed it out.  My friends for sure never talked about my weight.  It was always interesting to me how much people focused on not eating and seemed to be suffering.  I would have pizza and they would just gobble it up like they hadn't eaten in days - I felt like they were starving themselves.  I never did that.  It wasn't an issue.

It wasn't like they had cuter boyfriends.  That wasn't the case.  I never had issue with that, either.  I really felt like my being CHUBBY was a blessing in disguise.  I didn't have to keep up appearances.  I didn't have to starve myself.  I got to wake up every day and just be ME.  I was so lucky for that!  Of course I always wished I was a little skinnier, but it wasn't something that consumed me.

Fast forward to my 20's.  I'll be honest.  I have the fat gene.  There's no doubt about it.  Anyone on the Richardson side of my family knows exactly what I'm talking about.  It happens in a steady wave - once you have children or reach a certain age it's all downhill.  Unless you WORK at it.  Well...considering the aforementioned previous years, I didn't have the desire to even consider that.

I had 2 kids and gained 26 pounds with each of them, and that weight stayed on.  And has stayed on.  I had knee surgery and gained 20 pounds.  That weight stayed on.  I had thyroid surgery, gained 20 pounds and that weight stayed on.  I'm now to the point that I CARE.  I CARE, because I am worried about my health.  I am worried that I won't be able to enjoy my kids and grandkids when I get old.  I worry that I won't be able to enjoy fun things in life with my husband (and lets face it...he's 12 years older than I am!). I worry because I am, at 40, really starting to get a double chin...and to be honest, I've said it all my life, my face is my best asset!  :)  I remember someone saying that to me when I was younger.  "You're too pretty to be overweight".  I just took that as the best complement ever, and didn't even think about the weight part.

So...I am going to try my best to eat healthy.  I am going to try my best to keep moving.  I hate to say it outloud, because I want no advice.  I know what is good and what is bad.  Sometimes I just don't care and want a Baskin Robbins peanut butter sundae.  I'm going to give up Frappuccinos for good. I know those are a huge downfall for me.

I probably will never publish this post - because if I do, then I actually have to stick with my program.

I think I will post this when I've lost 20 pounds.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Happy New Year

As I lay here in bed, shaking off the previous evening's cobwebs...I feel compelled to reflect on the previous year.

Wanna hear it? Here is goes (remember that from In Living Color???)

I turned 40.
My son turned 18.
My other son turned 16.

All monumentus occasions, the latter reminding me that I'm 40.

I had an awesome 40th. Both in Lewiston and in Walla Walla. I love my friends and family!!!

My great niece Allyson was born!!!

John was in a car accident. Rear ended by someone going 60. He is still having treatment for that.

My husband got a new job.
I stayed at my old job.

We went to Walla Walla and Spokane. I thinks that's as far as we travelled.

Fisher travelled to Auburn, Yakima and Spokane for marching band.

I went to Vegas for work.

My dog had her tubes tied.

We grew big pumpkins.

A nail started sticking out of one of the steps to the attic.

John shaved his beloved goatee and sippy sappy.

Really, I only travelled once for work this year? That can't be right!

We found out that we're in that income bracket that makes you not eligible for college financial aid.

Brayden realized the importance of getting good grades...After he graduated.

Brayden moved to the basement.

Brayden starts at CC in a couple of weeks.

Fisher celebrated one year with his girlfriend. Pretty good for someone turning 16?

Fisher was nominated for all state marching band.

I discovered Salted Caramel Mocha Frappuccinos.

I gained 10 pounds.

Oh ya, I had 1/2 my thyroid removed and now have a killer scar.

And had a colonoscopy (preventative measures are key, people!!!)

John squeaked one of those in this year, too.

This has been a pretty fantastic year. The biggest downer has been that my husband is out of town for 2 weeks at a time, but in our usual Make lemonade out of lemons fashion, we take advantage of Skype and spend quality time talking every night. And time home is even that much more special.

To wrap it up...Happy New Year everyone!!! Don't sweat the small stuff. Or rather, don't sweat. That's gross.

Oh, and I don't do resolutions. No sense in setting yourself up for failure!

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

18 and life...you got it.

18 years.  18 years of marriage.  If I were to look back 18 years ago on the day we got married, I don't know that I could see this far in the future.























We were married in Reno.  My uncle Tom told us if we went and got married he would pay for everything.  He was taking his work staff anyway - so he invited us to join them.  He, my Aunt Pam, and a couple of his employees attended...Don (I think) is the voice in the background on my video asking what my name is :)  How special.


We already had a 10 month old son at home (yes, we are sooo conventional!)  We were just happy to be married - so we could conform ;)  


Brayden stayed with my parents for 5 days while we went away - they called it the Brayden, Banana's and Barney adventure!!!  We won money the morning of the wedding and just knew it was going to be good luck!

John left a message to Brayden at the end of our wedding video...

A few notes about the attire:

John is wearing his bartender work uniform.  I am wearing a dress I had in the closet.  Shockingly one with a jean vest.  The ring I am wearing is courtesy of my dear friend...long story.  The bouquet is from a friend's wedding (former friend).  

 

18 years of marriage.  We have grown so much.  Literally.  GROWN.  Ok, figuratively, too.  We love each other more and more everyday and feel so lucky to have found each other (thanks again, Tami!) Our marriage is not perfect - but it's perfect for us!!!  Happy Anniversary baby!!!!!

We had a wonderful reception a bit later - thanks to my mom.  







I think I ended up drinking straight from the champagne bottle...probably because I was wearing corduroy shorts with tights.

And 10 years later...


I think I ended up drinking straight from the champagne bottle...

And 8 years later...



I plan on drinking straight from the champagne bottle...