Where The F#ck You Been???

A lot can happen in a year. And hot damn has it ever!

Aside from the usual stress of life in general, I've had 2 fairly life altering happenings since I fell off the proverbial (blogging) wagon.

First, I broke my back. Yep, you heard that right. Compression fractures in 2 vertebrae in my middle back. Hurt like a mother f@cker. Months of wearing a back brace, followed by months of physical therapy - then I found out that I have degenerate disk disease and osteoarthritis in my lower back.

The second, and most recent, happening is that my (type 1 diabetic) son was just diagnosed with Celiac disease. I'm still in the adjusting/learning phase of being gluten free - so I'm sure you'll hear much more about it in the days to come.

It feels like life just keeps sucker punching me around every corner, you know?

WHY?!?!?!



But, I'm sick and tired of feeling, well, sick and tired. So things have got to change. It's time to make health, nutrition and exercise a priority.

We're forging a plan of attack - which we'll share with you in the days to come.

Time to make this reality...



Standing Up Again

Well hello, blog world.

I have been staring at this screen for almost an hour trying to figure out how to word this post.  What can I say?  I'm embarrassed.  It's been 2 days shy of a year since we've posted anything, and it's been about equally that long since I've done anything for my health.

I could make lots of excuses.  I could talk all about how things haven't been easy.  I'm not going to though.  The past is behind us, and that's where I'm going to leave it.  We are moving forward.  We've decided to start blogging again, and start living life the way we want to in general.

This about sums it up!

So if anyone is still around out there, welcome back.  It's time to stand up once again. We are back to get healthy, get fit and remember what it's like to feel proud of ourselves.

I'll leave you with one of my favorite quotes from J.K. Rowlings.

We are definitely at rock bottom here, but then again, you have to start somewhere.

The Battle For The Purse: An Update

Seriously.

We are rocking this weight loss shit.

Today is day 8 of our 27 day challenge and we've lost a combined 8.2 pounds!

I've lost 5 even, and my girl FGS is down 3.2.

I can almost feel that purse in my hand...

No, seriously though, this is still any one's game. There's still 18 days - and a LOT can happen in 18 days.

Next week is probably going to be really hard for me. I'm headed to Vegas for nerd training. I'll be there Sunday night until Friday evening.

That means an entire week of eating out. This scares the shit out of me.

I am going to bring my work out gear and hit the treadmill a MINIMUM of 3 times. Class is over by 4 each afternoon, so I figure I'll go straight to the gym afterwards. That will still give me time to freshen up, have dinner, go out for a little, and still be in bed in time to be in class the next morning.

I never thought I would be facing my first ever trip to Vegas with dread. At this point I'd rather just stay home and not have all those evil extra calories...

If I'm gonna be completely honest, it's not even the food that I'm worried about, it all the calories that I'm capable of drinking that scares me.

I guess it's a good thing I'll be flying solo. If I had any of my girls with me, well, that could be a very dangerous thing indeed.

What? I can't be the only person who watched The Hangover and thought "yep, I can totally see that happening". Right?

MT vs FGS

Me and FGS are laying down the gauntlet. We've both reached that "enough is enough" point and decided to make a little wager.

Starting today up until Christmas eve, we are going to see who can lose the most weight.

Shit be gettin real.

But what's the wager? Although bragging rights do count for a lot, we wanted something tangible. After much debate about what that "something" should be, we finally decided on something we both want.

A purse is on the line people. A super cute one too!

We are texting each other a pic of the scale every morning to keep ourselves honest. I would promise you that we'll post every day to keep you all updated, but we all know that would be a lie. We suck at posting. I will try to at least do every few day check-ins though. Promise.

The Not Happy Post That Goes Nowhere

I'm discouraged.

Really, horribly, discouraged.

I'm pissed off at myself, and honestly, I'm wallowing in self-pity. But I don't really have anyone to blame but myself.

I have been running (somewhat) regularly. I have been tracking (every so often).

And I'm not seeing results. In fact, I've actually gained a couple of pounds.

And why is that? Well, I know damn well why that is. It's the "somewhat"'s and "every so often"'s.

I'm not being consistent. Actually, that's not true. I am being consistent at one thing. I'm consistently lazy.

How in the hell did I become so undisciplined?

When did it become okay to me to be so half-assed about life?

I don't know the answers, but I know shit has got to change.

I Did What I Could

Tonight is date night and I'm a little depressed about it.

Don't get me wrong. I'm stoked to have Mr. MT to myself for a couple of hours.

What I'm not happy about though? The fact that I'm overweight, out of shape, and just generally disgusted with my appearance. There will be no cute little dresses for me tonight.

These days I just want to cover up and hope no one can see my muffin top.

I'm not going to wallow though. I took my chubby ass to the gym at lunch today and RAN IT OUT!

Change doesn't happen over night, but every time I opt for the gym instead of the buffet I get that much closer to my end goal.

So while I might not be all that satisfied with my body at the moment, I'm at least proud of myself for doing what I could today.

On Friendship And Flying My Freak Flag

Muffin Top and I have made it no secret on this blog that we have a certain affinity for a certain movie/book series about a sparkly vampire. We've spent the last 3 years continuously geeking out over movie trailers and fan fiction and all things Twilight related.  It's a sickness.  We just can't help it. 

Last February, when MT decided to move her punk ass to Bend, one of the first things we both thought of was the impending Breaking Dawn premiere.  (In case you live under a rock, the next Twilight movie hits theaters next Thursday evening).  We ALWAYS go to the midnight showing of these movies.  How could we possibly be apart for that?!?  We've been lamenting the past few weeks about how lame it is that we won't be together to see it.  It's been a little on the devastating side, really. 

Well guess what?  I'm about to let Muffin Top (and all you blog readers) in on a little secret.  A few days ago I realized that it just was NOT acceptable to see it without Muffin Top.  So I'm not going to.  I've taken next Thursday afternoon and Friday off of work.  Melissa (another die hard twi fan and bestie) and I are going to drive our happy asses all the way to Bend so we can see the movie with Muffin Top.  Well, all four movies technically.  All will be as it should be in the world. 

So surprise!  As long as Mr. Muffin Top doesn't care that we crash on his couch Thursday night, we are all set.  Tickets bought and everything.  Life is too short to not make these things happen.