Week 46 (I'm Still) Fat Stats

Long time, no post.

How've you all been doing? I've been great - eating, drinking, having an all around great time.

What could possibly be wrong with that, you might ask. Well, the fact that I actually do not have the metabolism of a 12 year old boy is a major part of it. I made (and consumed most of) a homemade pecan pie. I gorged on candied yams. I drank my own body weight in red wine and white russians.

This is bad people, BAD!!!

Trust me, it wasn't no carrot I was stuffing in my face!!!

This is my very long winded way of saying I fuckered up. Big time.

Not only did I eat like a complete and utter MORON, I also didn't work out for A FULL WEEK. The shame!!!

With that said, if you read FGS's post yesterday you'll know that I wasn't alone in my debauchery. So, without further ado, here are the (super sad) numbers:

Fat Girl Slim's Week 46 Numbers:

Muffin Top's Week 46 Numbers:

So, yes - there was gain all around.

This is not the end.

We are re-committed.

We are on the wagon.

We are going to ROCK THIS SHIT!!!

Stuffed Like The Turkey [Not A Porno Reference, Just FYI]

Happy Monday! How was the weekend? Was it as good for you as it was for me? I ate, drank and was generally merrier than a person should be. Holidays are good for that stuff. Along with this great weekend however, came THREE mother effing pounds. How is that even possible?? Let's hope it is a lot of sodium bloat, and not a lot of fat on my ass, shall we?  [Just an aside, never, EVER google "fat ass" for images.  {{Full body shudder}}]

My scale was SUPER disappointed with me this morn.... 

Today's moment on the scale brought me immediately back to reality though, and the reality is that it's time to kick things up a notch. [Sorry for the Emeril reference, I know its been overdone]. I've been talking lately with several people about the importance of weights in a work out, and I've decided it's time. I've [finally, foolishly] decided to let my work-out-obsessive-weight-lifting-machine co-worker show me a new weight lifting routine today. Will it be the one I end up sticking to? Will I fall over and die?  Will I embarass myself totally and completely? Who knows. The point is that I'm stepping out of my comfort zone. I need new ideas, new routine, new everything.

This is me. 

I've been feeling a little stuck lately with this whole diet/exercise gig. No clue if you've all noticed my lack of blog posts, but I just haven't had a lot to say. Also, I'm teetering really close to "the weight I never get below, ever", and I think it's screwing with me. I know I CAN get past it, but at the moment it seems daunting. So I'm shaking it up. I'm going to add weights. I'm going to start running again. More importantly, I'm going to start blogging obsessively again so no one has to fret over that. [Not that you were or anything...]

I'll try my best to get my new, improved workout schedule over to MT tomorrow in time for fat stats. In the meantime though, I figure I should mention that we were featured on the Skinny Runner blog this past holiday weekend!!! Skinny Runner is a marathon-running machine, and I'm pretty sure MT has a major girl crush on her. We are SUPER proud to be featured over on her blog, so go take a look! Also, if you've found us via Skinny Runner, then WELCOME!!! Please prepare yourself for amazingly random topics and copious amounts of profanity.

Here's to a new week! What's on everyone's work out agenda???

Tuesday NO Fat Stats

No fat stats today peeps. Why? Because I'm fat and I don't want to.

I'm up 2 GDMF pounds and I'm pissed off at myself. I totally deserve to be up. I went out of town for the weekend and didn't track a damn thing that went into my mouth. Bad Muffin Top, BAD!

And it's not like it's going to get any better. It's 5:00 and I'm "officially" off for the next 5 days. Which, somewhat unfortunately, include Thanksgiving. I don't know what Thanksgiving is like in your house, but in my family we eat. And drink. And have dessert. And drink. And eat a little more.

What does this mean? Even FATTER Muffin Top! What the fuck am I supposed to do. I know skinny people make it through the holidays fine, but I'm scared. I'm really, truly, genuinely scared that I just do not have the self control necessary to not gain 5 pounds this weekend.

I'm packing all my workout stuff and bring my DVDs. My intention is to work out at least once a day, but I really want to get in 2 a days. Plus a family walk thrown in for good measure.

I'm hoping (with my fingers and toes crossed) that this will be enough. Please God, let it be enough.

*GASP* I Have Nothing To Talk About

I am not usually at a loss for words. I am way (overly) opinionated. Just ask Fat Girl Slim. She gets to listen to me go off on random tangents nearly daily.

Why then, can I not come up with a single topic for a Friday blog post?

My solution? To just talk like we were in the same room. Sitting down together to share a nice cold beer and shoot-the-shit.

FGS was playing G6 by Free Wired this morning when I walked into the office. It's been stuck in my head ALL DAMN DAY. Bonus though. I can now use the word "slizzered" in a sentence. WOOT! I'm (slightly) ashamed to say that I really love this song. It totally makes me want to go dancing.

One of my MOST favorite things in THE WORLD is to go dancing. I can shake my ass for hours on end. Quite happily, I might add.  Sad fact :( I have no (local) friends that like to go dancing. Lame. My college friend Stacie and me - we used to go out for hours, then come home and dance at home until we passed out. What could be better???

I'm heading out of town this weekend. Going to beautiful Bend, Oregon with the family. The hubs and I are considering relocating, so we are going to check it out and see if we could see ourselves there long-term.

How beautiful is this place???

Before we do that though, I have to get to go to dinner at the in-laws. Everyone from work is going out for drinks, but me? Going to the in-laws. Sometimes being an adult is really lame. Well, that and I already cashed in my stupid-crazy-completely-inappropriate drunk card for this month. I will spare you the details, but the phrase "Misty-drunk" (my RL first name) is now being used in the office. Lame.

It's 4:35 in the evening and it's getting dark. WTF?! I do not like this? Is there anywhere in the world that you can escape this? Surely there's somewhere that it doesn't get dark at 4:30 at night. I go to work when it's dark, I get home when it's dark.

I ADORE twitter. I love all of the kick-ass chicks I've met there! They make me laugh, they cheer me up, they encourage me. Total WIN. If you aren't tweeting - do it now. And follow me, we'll chat!

Follow me? Please?!

A Belated Week 44 Fat Stats

Good news!!!

I passed my ADO.NET Microsoft certification exam that I took yesterday :) Yeah me!!!

Bad news :(

I've been so obsessed with studying and taking the stupid thing that I've neglected you all.

BAD Muffin Top! BAD! Someone needs a spankin' (any takers?).

And Fat Girl Slim and me had some pretty good stats too! Here goes:

Fat Girl Slim's Week 44 Numbers:

Muffin Top's Week 44 Numbers:

WHO'S YO DADDY?!

That's right - FGS & MT be yo daddy!!!

Holding Out For A Hero...

...And I think I found one. A really good looking one at that!!!  [Oh, how I love a man in uniform...]

Today's post is brief, but I just wanted to give my husband a shout out, and let him know how PROUD I am of him!!!! Going to his police academy graduation was truly one of the most emotional moments in my entire life.  I've never been more impressed or amazed with another person.  We made it through together, and I couldn't be married to a better man.

Introducing.... Officer Fat Girl Slim!!!!

Sorry blog peeps, I can't share where he's working. [Don't you love my mad photo editing skills? I'm an expert.]

Muffin Top will be back with post-vacation fat stats tomorrow, so let's all hope the scale is feeling forgiving!!!

69 Days and Counting...

Fat Girl Slimmed did a post last week when there was exactly 69 days until the one year anniversary of our blog. There are fewer days now (only 60, how crazy is that?!), but here's my version of that post...

What's the one thing I want more than anything? To lose weight. So that's my first goal.

I want to weigh 155 pounds

Now, this isn't my goal weight, and it's not even an ambitious 2 pound a week loss. It's 10 pounds less than I weight right now, and about a 1.2 pound per week loss. Am I not aiming high enough? I don't think so. I think I'm being realistic in looking at the way my body works. I just DO NOT drop weight fast. I just don't. So why set myself up for failure when I have a chance at feeling a real sense of accomplishment? And if I do lose more? Right on!!!

I want to get back to eating healthfully

If you've read this blog for awhile you know that we are huge proponents of the green smoothie. Yeah, guess how long it's been since I had one? I am going to include at least one fruit or vegetable in every single meal and snack that I have. That's right, even my snacks.

I want to workout every single day

It's not that I want to overdo it. I'm not talking balls-to-the-wall every day. But your body was made to move. And that's what I'm going to do. I plan on having 5-6 days with "real" workouts - running, weights, what not - and 1 or 2 days where I do something nice and easy like going for a long walk or doing some relaxing yoga for flexibility.

So, what would like to accomplish in the next 60 days???

And just so you know, comments = mad love. We can't get enough of them!!!