Checking in.
This morning, I woke up and did do a few minutes of you-tube guided yoga. Not bad. But the lady-instructor person looked, and sounded just like out pet nanny. It was slightly annoying, but it definitely wasn't her.
Well, anyway, I went to work and then to the gym. I got there way early for the class so I used the elliptical for a bit, I also did 64 stairs... which is a huge accomplishment because after my accident, I loathe stairs, but I made it.
I completed my first ever cycle class. That wasn't half bad. There was only four participants and the teacher, everyone was nice enough. Then I went to the dance-type class. I am pretty sure it wasn't the same one I went to previously. This one, some of the moves were okay. Some of them were extremely risque, which I refuse to participate in. She also had some people in the class try and freak dance with other participants. Disgusting. Also, more revolting was the lyrics to some of the music. One of the songs spoke about gun violence, and she had choreographed the moves to have people to pretend to shoot with their finger. I found it vile, inappropriate, and disgusting, especially with the first anniversary of the Vegas shooting just days away. As much I (used to) loving dancing, I do not foresee that I will go back to that particular gal's class, but I will work to find another one with a different teacher.
After all of this, we went out to the Cheesecake Factory (to celebrate me moving on from the Shade Tree), I got steak and vegetables, it came with rice, but I didn't eat it. I wanted to change it for a side salad, but it would have cost more.
I don't think that was too shabby for the day.
Thursday, September 27, 2018
Wednesday, September 26, 2018
Fat-T-Land
Hello, Everybody!
I told you (over a year and a half ago) that I would check in periodically, so here I am. Hahaha. Welcome to Fat-T-Land.
Well, my battle to lose weight is still an up-hill losing battle. Guess what, I am considering doing weight loss surgery, pipe down everyone. It would be in the far distance, because right at this moment, I don't even have health insurance.
Well, this past year and a half has been a battle from hell. I enjoyed yoga, swimming and bicycling at the (0ld) local gym. Then, I was in an accident and became broken. I fell off a ladder at my old work, and ended up with a concussion and torn vertebra's. Life sucked. To this day, I still have days where a normal level of functioning is not plausible without ingesting 800mg of ibuprofen with breakfast in the morning.
I was in rehab for months. Several long, irritating months. When I say rehab, I mean physical therapy... you know where the doctors are that get paid to make you exercise, no matter how painful it may be. I exercised there quite a bit. But didn't make any use of the "real"gym. We ended up buying a house, no where near the 24hour fitness gym. So I cancelled it. Eventually a bought a membership at the fan-favorite LVAC (Which is also 24-hours, and they are building one near our new home, YAY)... Problem is, I have gone a hand full of times, due to an insane work schedule it just hasn't fit in much. I have tried a few classes. I tried a dance-class one (while in my Target uniform); I was there, and was watching it. I didn't have the appropriate work-out close and decided to jump in the chaos anyway. I think I am going to try to go tomorrow too. Screw that, I will go tomorrow. I am going to try cycling while I am at it. Other classes that I tried was some weird mix of yoga and something else, and water-aerobics (that killed my back.)
Well, anyway, lets get to why I am writing this. Remember all that fabulous fat I shrunk a few years back? I have weighed myself recently, and it has all blown up again. Every damn ounce.
I've been thinking of doing a weight loss surgery for a while now. My dad did, and I have scene some undesirable effects from that, so I want to avoid doing that. Dean doesn't want me to, but then my old high school principal indirectly reminded me that is my body, and I can do what I want. My goal is to lose 50 pounds by my birthday of 2019... and if its not achieved I will seek medical assistance. If it is determined that I need medical intervention, and need the surgery, I will probably not tell Dean, and just do it anyway.
I kind of started this journey a few days ago. I have been more mindful of what I have been eating, and am trying really hard to avoid the crappy foods. Meals lately have consisted of: Cabbage, eggs, mushrooms, fruits, etc. I dropped cabbage on the floor the other day, and my dog got some of it, and the look she gave me was priceless, it was like "what the heck is this crap, " I laughed hysterically.
So far, I have shrunken 5 pounds.
Oh, I bought some supplements, I bought that Garcinia Cambogia stuff (Dr. Oz recommended for weight loss) and Apple Cider Capsules (also to aid in weight loss... Have any of you tried either of these? I bought them a couple of months back, but I am worried that they will tear up my digestive system, anyone know anything about these things? Oh, and I think before I go to work in the mornings, I am going to do yoga by way of a you-tube channel. This should be fun.
I've been wanting to get back on the train for a while now, so we wish me luck. I will be checking in a lot. I need the accountability and the support, cause heaven knows I don't get it from Dean.
Now, none of ya'll really need to know this, but to release it out of my system and let go of the anger, I need to just get it out. While we were walking the little Lucky girl last week at night, several teen-age-wanna-be-african-american-thugs (not that race matters, but its an accurate description of who these idiots were); were yelling at us "fat-ass bitch" for a good 15 minutes, we did nothing but ignore them (which probably infuriated them more) but then they did approach us, as if to attack us. They wanted us to engage in a fight with them, but we didn't. (Lucky's too cute and sweet to be a very good guard dog.) I was so wishing we still had "Chance" with us (whom we think is a Rottweiler/ pit mix we saved from being abandoned to become road kill on the freeway in California. Dean says next time they bother us, he will just call the authorities. But I am confused as to why they even made the comments, I have never scene the idiots before, and don't want to again.
Back to the happy stuff: After work tomorrow I will go to the dance class, therefore I am off to pack my gym back. Happy Dancing!
I told you (over a year and a half ago) that I would check in periodically, so here I am. Hahaha. Welcome to Fat-T-Land.
Well, my battle to lose weight is still an up-hill losing battle. Guess what, I am considering doing weight loss surgery, pipe down everyone. It would be in the far distance, because right at this moment, I don't even have health insurance.
Well, this past year and a half has been a battle from hell. I enjoyed yoga, swimming and bicycling at the (0ld) local gym. Then, I was in an accident and became broken. I fell off a ladder at my old work, and ended up with a concussion and torn vertebra's. Life sucked. To this day, I still have days where a normal level of functioning is not plausible without ingesting 800mg of ibuprofen with breakfast in the morning.
I was in rehab for months. Several long, irritating months. When I say rehab, I mean physical therapy... you know where the doctors are that get paid to make you exercise, no matter how painful it may be. I exercised there quite a bit. But didn't make any use of the "real"gym. We ended up buying a house, no where near the 24hour fitness gym. So I cancelled it. Eventually a bought a membership at the fan-favorite LVAC (Which is also 24-hours, and they are building one near our new home, YAY)... Problem is, I have gone a hand full of times, due to an insane work schedule it just hasn't fit in much. I have tried a few classes. I tried a dance-class one (while in my Target uniform); I was there, and was watching it. I didn't have the appropriate work-out close and decided to jump in the chaos anyway. I think I am going to try to go tomorrow too. Screw that, I will go tomorrow. I am going to try cycling while I am at it. Other classes that I tried was some weird mix of yoga and something else, and water-aerobics (that killed my back.)
Well, anyway, lets get to why I am writing this. Remember all that fabulous fat I shrunk a few years back? I have weighed myself recently, and it has all blown up again. Every damn ounce.
I've been thinking of doing a weight loss surgery for a while now. My dad did, and I have scene some undesirable effects from that, so I want to avoid doing that. Dean doesn't want me to, but then my old high school principal indirectly reminded me that is my body, and I can do what I want. My goal is to lose 50 pounds by my birthday of 2019... and if its not achieved I will seek medical assistance. If it is determined that I need medical intervention, and need the surgery, I will probably not tell Dean, and just do it anyway.
I kind of started this journey a few days ago. I have been more mindful of what I have been eating, and am trying really hard to avoid the crappy foods. Meals lately have consisted of: Cabbage, eggs, mushrooms, fruits, etc. I dropped cabbage on the floor the other day, and my dog got some of it, and the look she gave me was priceless, it was like "what the heck is this crap, " I laughed hysterically.
So far, I have shrunken 5 pounds.
Oh, I bought some supplements, I bought that Garcinia Cambogia stuff (Dr. Oz recommended for weight loss) and Apple Cider Capsules (also to aid in weight loss... Have any of you tried either of these? I bought them a couple of months back, but I am worried that they will tear up my digestive system, anyone know anything about these things? Oh, and I think before I go to work in the mornings, I am going to do yoga by way of a you-tube channel. This should be fun.
I've been wanting to get back on the train for a while now, so we wish me luck. I will be checking in a lot. I need the accountability and the support, cause heaven knows I don't get it from Dean.
Now, none of ya'll really need to know this, but to release it out of my system and let go of the anger, I need to just get it out. While we were walking the little Lucky girl last week at night, several teen-age-wanna-be-african-american-thugs (not that race matters, but its an accurate description of who these idiots were); were yelling at us "fat-ass bitch" for a good 15 minutes, we did nothing but ignore them (which probably infuriated them more) but then they did approach us, as if to attack us. They wanted us to engage in a fight with them, but we didn't. (Lucky's too cute and sweet to be a very good guard dog.) I was so wishing we still had "Chance" with us (whom we think is a Rottweiler/ pit mix we saved from being abandoned to become road kill on the freeway in California. Dean says next time they bother us, he will just call the authorities. But I am confused as to why they even made the comments, I have never scene the idiots before, and don't want to again.
Back to the happy stuff: After work tomorrow I will go to the dance class, therefore I am off to pack my gym back. Happy Dancing!
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