tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55448348054666005862024-03-14T07:41:32.943-07:00I am fatFAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-31614754968377650052009-06-03T09:22:00.000-07:002009-06-03T09:28:59.546-07:00La-who-sa-her<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">WEll</span> it's official, I am a loser.. and not the kid of loser I want to be.... My 10 pounds are back.. I am not surprised... disheartened, pitiful, discouraged, but not surprised.<br /><br />If I was bleeding, I wouldn't just sit there and watch myself bleed, no I would stop the bleeding and make sure it didn't start up again.....<br /><br /><br />It would make sense that I would stop my body from getting fatter, and make sure I didn't get any fatter... You would think right?<br /><br />There are no excuses.. I just don't feel it, that gumption is gone, you would think that seeing myself naked would be gumption enough.... you would think..........FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-64672476740824234752009-04-08T10:40:00.000-07:002009-04-08T10:41:56.381-07:0010I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">finally</span> achieved something, I lost 10 pounds.... The first six came off while I was in Vegas, anyone who has been there knows you walk... and walk..... I also was pushing a stroller with two kids in, that might have helped two.....<div><br /></div><div>10 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">down</span>.. 10 more to go.....</div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-30189290005842306112009-01-28T11:06:00.000-08:002009-01-28T11:10:53.873-08:00PictureI changed my picture.... it shows my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">discusting</span> double chin. I took that picture to be funny, I saw it and wasn't amused. I started this blog thinking it would motivate me, it did for a while, but I weigh more now, then when I started. Food is an addiction, a serious one. SO,<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I am going to try something new, I will blog everyday and write down what I ate and if I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">exercised</span>, there will be some accountability, and when I lose ten pounds I can change that picture, ( It looks like a small child could live in my double chin)</div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-25535937855753639802009-01-14T11:07:00.000-08:002009-01-14T11:23:51.404-08:00My "Plump" in life" If your happy and you know it give me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">chocolate</span>" I think that would have been a song I would have liked to sing in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Pre</span>-school, heck I am 36 and I want to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">belt</span> it from the roof tops:) The diet and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">exercise</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">is</span> coming along Well, mostly the diet:) The thing I struggle with is eating in the evening, I am doing better but I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">haven't</span> quite conquered it. I have really noticed what an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">emotional</span> eater I am, the other day the children were being rather <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">difficult</span> ( that happens right) all I could think about was eating something.. anything well, with the exception of the children of course:) Where does this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">come from</span>? <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Why</span> does eating feel like it can cure all? I don't get it, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">obviously</span> I don't get it, my body is it's own enemy. I wish Push Ups cured my stress, the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">exercise</span> not the yummy froze treats! But alas that is my plot in life or as I like to say , my Plump in life:) <div>I have a hard time falling a sleep at night, my head hits the pillow and it triggers all of these <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">USELESS</span> observations and thoughts to rush through my head keeping me awake for hours, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">thought</span> I would share some of those thoughts with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">you</span>.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Being thin would be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">a lot</span> easier for me if the world was one big nudist colony</div><div><br /></div><div>You should get paid by the government to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">exercise</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Twinkies should have a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">warning</span> label " Do not eat or rump will expand"</div><div><br /></div><div>If Oprah can't do it what makes me think I can? ( Sarcastic, Oprah kinda bugs me)</div><div><br /></div><div>Perhaps I should buy some stock in Lane Bryant</div><div><br /></div><div>Weight Loss is so HARD!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-51311640259308626042009-01-06T10:45:00.000-08:002009-01-06T10:58:16.224-08:00Look what happened to me over the holidays?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFliflde5zjzpTA9DqI-tftkB077WHkPTrCyUXWTf208meHHvr83Ns1J1KEEMiIoAnPfY8rFdvCvHeFfaZY_WUWfwG3bPXyzMp0uGGUFcNmLXt4kDpcZVHSbkX2uKzVMJjYk9Z0eoZcF4/s1600-h/Photo+117.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFliflde5zjzpTA9DqI-tftkB077WHkPTrCyUXWTf208meHHvr83Ns1J1KEEMiIoAnPfY8rFdvCvHeFfaZY_WUWfwG3bPXyzMp0uGGUFcNmLXt4kDpcZVHSbkX2uKzVMJjYk9Z0eoZcF4/s320/Photo+117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288253814847667154" /></a>Just kidding, all together now I have lost exactly five pounds. I know.. I know not very thrilling, but I am not discouraged about it:) I will keep trying, weight loss (and gain) is so weird to me, you know when I am driving and I see a "slippery when wet" sign ( good album by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bon</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jovi</span> also) not wanting to injure myself or others I slow down, when I am doing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">laundry</span> and the bleach bottle says "do not ingest" I listen and don't drink the bleach, but if there is a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">twinkie</span> on the table you better <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">believe</span> I am trying to get to that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">twinkie</span> (or the whole box) is it good for me? NO!!! Can it potentially harm me ? You bet, but the caution is out the window when it comes to food, the other day I bent over to get my son out of the crib and I heard a SNAP, yup it was my back.... why did it go out? One word FAT, my bones and muscles are getting to old to carry around this tub of lard. So my battle continues, I will be trying some new methods this year, like, not weighing every week, I love Weight Watchers but I was putting to much pressure on myself weighing every week, I found myself not eating because I was going to have to weigh.... So I will probably weigh about every two weeks. I feel good about my progress, so my goal for this month is five more pounds, I know I can do it.FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-12020694528918266892008-12-11T12:05:00.001-08:002008-12-11T12:06:30.974-08:00ONE POUND :)I lost one pound baby.. Ya <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">that's</span> right one whole pound! Not a .4 or a .6 a whole POUND!!!!!! I am very excited if you can't tell! Another week a head of me :)FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-48102221414848762152008-12-04T08:12:00.000-08:002008-12-04T08:15:27.025-08:001 poundI was very nervous to go and weigh today and to my dismay I gained a pound, the lady that weighed me told me not to be discouraged, being Thanksgiving and all. I won't, I will keep trying and trying!!!!!!!! I predict a significant weight loss next week :) <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-37710298928063651072008-11-23T12:27:00.001-08:002008-11-23T12:32:49.361-08:00Eating at nightI went to Weight Watchers on Thursday, I was very worried, but to my great relief I didn't gain any weight, I didn't lose any either... but I was not <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">disappointed</span>. I have been using my treadmill as of late, it has become my worst enemy :) It seems to be easier on my knees, it is hard to find time to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">exercise</span> at home, with four children I am tired by the end of the day, but I do feel better after I am done. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Something</span> I really struggle with is eating in the evening, I started that bad habit when I was pregnant with Ben, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">couldn't</span> eat very much during the day, I felt <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">nauseous</span>, but in the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">evening</span> I felt fine so I would eat.........and eat............and eat :) SO now I do really good on my eating during the day but struggle not to snack in the evening.. any one have any suggestions? FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-20745474760065717852008-11-19T16:25:00.000-08:002008-11-19T16:33:47.015-08:00Rosanne Barr?A funny thing happened to me today when I was at the Doctor, the receptionist was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">copying</span> my drivers <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">license</span>, she then proceeded to tell me my drivers license picture looked like Rosanne Barr, I am 50 pound lighter in my picture, it left me to wonder who I look like now.. perhaps Lu Lu from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hee</span> Haw, the Mom from Gilbert Grape. <div><br /></div><div>I am nervous about the weigh in tomorrow, I fell off of the wagon ( pretty hard), I am back on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">but</span> I fear there has been damage :) <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">That's</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">OK</span>, the Rosanne comment gave me more motivation:) </div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-32452455987681028912008-11-17T09:53:00.000-08:002008-11-17T10:04:21.347-08:00The Bridge<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoLx0phu0wox-maaWzybehi_CqqufkpI2UaD7W8_8g91QQ8i_O2Lxi2FlRdIu16JFS5cu2Jgri9iQPEgozYs-YMqq_NpEO7DcF8YRPUVUUj52Pwv5cSSqi2ssiwj7O4yApdsMG_keQwOo/s1600-h/IMG_2189.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoLx0phu0wox-maaWzybehi_CqqufkpI2UaD7W8_8g91QQ8i_O2Lxi2FlRdIu16JFS5cu2Jgri9iQPEgozYs-YMqq_NpEO7DcF8YRPUVUUj52Pwv5cSSqi2ssiwj7O4yApdsMG_keQwOo/s320/IMG_2189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269686792087548930" /></a>Man what a week-end, I have to admit ( confess) I didn't do to well on the diet, I fell off the wagon so to speak, but I am back on. It has been a little stressful around the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Eglet</span> home, crying kids and such, right now as I write this my daughter is screaming upstairs because she doesn't want to take a nap, all I want to do is eat ( I am a little stressed, I have a hard time with the crying) Why is that? Eating doesn't make the stress go away right? So why eat? The brain is a funny thing I tell ya! I have included a beautiful <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">picture</span> of me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">doing</span> the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">exercise</span> I HATE the most, it is called "THE BRIDGE" ( Can you hear the Darth Vader music playing) I do three sets of these for 20 seconds each, when I first saw <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Sargent</span> Katie do these I thought, ( that won't be hard) Ya right, it hurts like heck, so it must be doing the job right:) <div><br /></div><div>Try it, see how ya do.</div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-25834254624019574242008-11-15T11:05:00.001-08:002008-11-15T11:15:13.318-08:00FAt ARSSMan what a rough day! I want to eat everything in sight, my kids are outside <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">playing</span> and when I check on them all I see are two little savory chickens running and playing. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ok</span>, it's not that bad BUT I WANT TO EAT!!!! Mother nature has something to do with it ( You know what I mean ladies in the house) I wish I was tempted to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">exercise</span> as much as I am to eat things that are bad for me.... I did cheat the other night and had some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">smores</span> we made with the kids for family night.. I have to tell you, THEY WERE <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">SOOOOOOO</span> GOOD!!! I had major guilt afterwards, like I had sinned or something. <div><br /></div><div>I know I have only been doing this for a few weeks, but my body feels stronger, aside from my knees, they feel like I am 90, but I am hoping that will get better. </div><div><br /></div><div>I sure appreciate <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">every ones</span> comments it is very motivating to know <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">people</span> read this thing, it makes me not want to look like an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">ARSS</span>. A fat one at that :) </div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-39398470286941749472008-11-13T08:52:00.000-08:002008-11-13T09:18:44.851-08:00.8<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizCQqyzJhpncUGPggmqBi_dmIYoxq4puW7Etr9kJfcSJUKfTFKM1O7CMbkafw0XI44wKgeIk3vGri4oNnJM4AepdcawortkWy3qdUuJM2X6lFpUVxKYWq8qx7qInYW85Vh0ZVnm7vT-kY/s1600-h/IMG_2178.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizCQqyzJhpncUGPggmqBi_dmIYoxq4puW7Etr9kJfcSJUKfTFKM1O7CMbkafw0XI44wKgeIk3vGri4oNnJM4AepdcawortkWy3qdUuJM2X6lFpUVxKYWq8qx7qInYW85Vh0ZVnm7vT-kY/s320/IMG_2178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268188467144469602" /></a> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Weebles</span> wobble but they don't fall down<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuMpCCQ-5keNvFR0WFmz4s5qekuiadCVaTJOW4yXtXQq2vz0ygiY0DiN7MmLwgBUWUnVgudIs2Y200qLgTenhEWYEe8LqLLntw4ZWmxZ3XQJBP776NMq6YRyu844utdxYPg__DA680FUE/s1600-h/IMG_2158.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuMpCCQ-5keNvFR0WFmz4s5qekuiadCVaTJOW4yXtXQq2vz0ygiY0DiN7MmLwgBUWUnVgudIs2Y200qLgTenhEWYEe8LqLLntw4ZWmxZ3XQJBP776NMq6YRyu844utdxYPg__DA680FUE/s320/IMG_2158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268187105956470418" /></a> I am running and I have a mullet<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbWP_epMAFYM8uj6bvOtEFw-3PwBpNed3FQ_zKWRqynn7dZn00eP7tosGxr4ZWYddKzapQ5exs5tRSQYBZ8zgVRhiEu5izuYLw7OWi2tEr-HLPYLPy9MGWonWZfgNjjMPRnzM2GqUzxvE/s1600-h/IMG_2131.JPG"> <img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbWP_epMAFYM8uj6bvOtEFw-3PwBpNed3FQ_zKWRqynn7dZn00eP7tosGxr4ZWYddKzapQ5exs5tRSQYBZ8zgVRhiEu5izuYLw7OWi2tEr-HLPYLPy9MGWonWZfgNjjMPRnzM2GqUzxvE/s320/IMG_2131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268186683987797314" /></a> There are no words <div><br /></div><div>I had a lot more pictures but my computer is on strike I guess, The "Sarge" has <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">incorporated</span> basketball ( Lay ups and stuff) to the work out I like it a lot. Although I have to say, my basketball skills are awful.. sad really. Anyway, We worked out twice this week and will do it a gain tomorrow, my knees are killing me, but I really do enjoy almost dieing two to three times a week:) I went to weight watchers today, I lost .8 pounds, I think I am going to stop setting weekly goals, I should be happy about the .8 but I have to admit I am a tad discouraged, I know it's better than gaining. So I have no weight loss goal for next week, well, other than to lose weight:) </div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-72881208902244183852008-11-07T17:04:00.000-08:002008-11-07T17:30:10.586-08:00.4 pounds<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0lTEESMDROWIYZE9NuC5miZvn3Hzn8wObCqdNtKPZlFIJh7obmqRgSG_ENaXzPPG6zp03C0LS5JkZddlRsdYA3Ip2VPkWa-s_u4tXeV929in5yYg3fMNqbtnfVm58WPSHcH5BHqfsx24/s1600-h/IMG_2104.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0lTEESMDROWIYZE9NuC5miZvn3Hzn8wObCqdNtKPZlFIJh7obmqRgSG_ENaXzPPG6zp03C0LS5JkZddlRsdYA3Ip2VPkWa-s_u4tXeV929in5yYg3fMNqbtnfVm58WPSHcH5BHqfsx24/s320/IMG_2104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266091537502691474" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifRvihKxrGXMTLgZD1-T-prWukOofs17-XN2rRsqS4sz9dDEt9lxpAUkmgpGUvzcM5kgKjKwmfuKjEGeFxHKIcCd0Npl7kSbciS5GnzJg9mGbSjyRymO7DE8iTOQoRvzscR1RQUeqgvO4/s1600-h/IMG_2103.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifRvihKxrGXMTLgZD1-T-prWukOofs17-XN2rRsqS4sz9dDEt9lxpAUkmgpGUvzcM5kgKjKwmfuKjEGeFxHKIcCd0Npl7kSbciS5GnzJg9mGbSjyRymO7DE8iTOQoRvzscR1RQUeqgvO4/s320/IMG_2103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266090932817315010" /></a><br />I went to weight watchers yesterday to weigh in, I really like going to weight watchers, I feel like I have things in common with the ladies ( and one man) there. I got on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">the</span> scale fully expecting to have lost at least a pound, I LOST .4 pounds.... it was a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">disheartening</span>, my first thought was "FINE I WILL JUST GO TO <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">MCDONALD'S</span> AND HAVE A SHAKE" as if I would be hurting someone other than myself, but after a good cry on my husbands shoulder and some nice words from a friend, I was better. What was pointed out to me was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">at least</span> I didn't gain. I am just going to try harder. I did make my other goal by <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">exercising</span> everyday. <div> </div><div>Speaking of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">exercise</span> I was running yesterday and I could feel every inch of my fat bouncing on my body, it was as if the fat knew that I was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">exercising</span> and so it grabbed on for dear life refusing to burn off, IT HURTS! Sargent Katie made me run, do push ups on the wall, leg lifts and these crunch things that...............hurt. But after I was done, I felt so good. ( Three hours later I could barely walk, but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">that's</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ok</span>) My goal for this week is to lose 2.6 pounds and to do less whining when I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">exercising</span> :) </div><div><br /></div><div>P.S., I have included some more picts, I thought the first one was cute of my little girl, she was "Helping" and the second one.... no it's not blurry that is really what I look like. </div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-24431684120036539662008-11-04T20:14:00.000-08:002008-11-04T20:37:37.698-08:00Sargent Katie and my near death<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ29cYj8qEUY2viJtu9b7380jBdt5j5JQYajJ9LjiNMvdZrrwfl_CkPO5micTaGzbJcEDyJbYd4oU5xzbFhgKbZZvubcI7gthmSdK_frvZfbvfZEPWYX-hM3FboWhvyO7gkXyOdY4EhfI/s1600-h/IMG_2090.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ29cYj8qEUY2viJtu9b7380jBdt5j5JQYajJ9LjiNMvdZrrwfl_CkPO5micTaGzbJcEDyJbYd4oU5xzbFhgKbZZvubcI7gthmSdK_frvZfbvfZEPWYX-hM3FboWhvyO7gkXyOdY4EhfI/s320/IMG_2090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265027396287414498" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7NFS_wJItH_A2ihElwK7E7j5BTmqkKMzlzDmz9CFY1-ccGlLr_55mauLRFspsHJpVqLdborrx-n3NfRSdzo83J_czEJVz1t2sdiRrzsHeflbOmIW97PfQs7xn0fCPqEL1eYdDIKsgTlw/s1600-h/IMG_2091.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7NFS_wJItH_A2ihElwK7E7j5BTmqkKMzlzDmz9CFY1-ccGlLr_55mauLRFspsHJpVqLdborrx-n3NfRSdzo83J_czEJVz1t2sdiRrzsHeflbOmIW97PfQs7xn0fCPqEL1eYdDIKsgTlw/s320/IMG_2091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265022965971940770" /></a>Today the kids and I met my friend Katie and her kids at the church to shoot some hoops, Katie decided to put us through a work out, we were running, doing lunges, squats, crunches, it was AWFUL!!!!! :) I thought I was going to die..... but it was a good work out for me:) As I write this my legs burn, my feet hurt and my back is soar, probably from having to carry around the huge <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">unaboob</span> from my sports bra. But I feel like I did something, I have included some pictures for your viewing pleasure, no they are not flattering of me, but they are my reality at the moment:)<div> </div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Thanks</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Sargent</span> Katie</div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-26392212386401792502008-11-03T21:20:00.000-08:002008-11-03T21:34:02.357-08:00You know it's time to go on a diet when.....1. Your belly can steer your car<div><br /></div><div>2. You can't breathe when you tie your shoes</div><div><br /></div><div>3. Your son informs you that you have a double chin</div><div><br /></div><div>4. You know candy is in the other room, and you swear it is calling your name</div><div><br /></div><div>5. Your toilet seat screams <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">every time</span> you sit on it</div><div><br /></div><div>6. Your six year old draws you bigger then anyone in her family pictures</div><div><br /></div><div>7. Your belly has become the "pillow" at church</div><div><br /></div><div>8. You spot a skittle on the floor at church and you think to yourself "I wonder if anyone will see me if I eat it" </div><div><br /></div><div>9. Your "comfy" clothes are a little to tight</div><div><br /></div><div>10. Your eighty five year old Grandma gets up off of the couch faster than you.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have been trying really hard with my diet and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">exercise</span> I thought I would sneak a peek at the scale today..... it hasn't moved an inch, that could be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">disheartening</span>, but that is why I started the blog.... I made a goal of losing three pounds this week, I have to or my blog will be well, a joke.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-12915852375245028042008-11-02T11:48:00.000-08:002008-11-02T12:03:48.625-08:00A whale on Sunday'sI like going to church, I know that is where I need to be and all of that. But Sunday mornings get to me, Nothing fits, Every Sunday morning I have a break down because I feel like a whale. This morning was no different. Wouldn't it be nice to lose weight as fast as you gain it? :) <div><br /></div><div>Do you remember when you were in school and there was that group of cool kids that everyone wanted to be friends with? It seemed like they were very particular in who they let join them. Then there was that group of kids that were always doing things they shouldn't , the rebels I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">guess</span> you could <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">call</span> them, it seemed like they didn't care who joined there group the more the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">merrier</span>, they also didn't care if you or them got into trouble. I thought of all of this while I was shopping for healthy snacks yesterday, it seemed like the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">healthy</span> snacks such as fruits and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">vegetables</span> turned there noses up at me, they didn't want me to join there group, but of course the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Twinkies</span> and chips and candy said "sure c<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">ome</span> on over I won't hurt you" </div><div><br /></div><div>Maybe my brain isn't <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">working</span> right because of lack of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">McDonald's</span>:)</div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544834805466600586.post-29601079221772255132008-10-31T21:22:00.000-07:002008-10-31T21:39:47.268-07:00Amy is fat<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhir_MgiXgHIcO266Ru0Uoxgc8tnBjXxG_gcGx7n6wvsbBqjSsczQ7ffXw9dwrTXGAE0xMoPIA_d6CNTQhUvM-fhUuwGYERR0e8kt0Yw7-Il6CyFk4pg76WVMH9vJZkStqtyGKivUqZR1Y/s1600-h/AmyHea.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhir_MgiXgHIcO266Ru0Uoxgc8tnBjXxG_gcGx7n6wvsbBqjSsczQ7ffXw9dwrTXGAE0xMoPIA_d6CNTQhUvM-fhUuwGYERR0e8kt0Yw7-Il6CyFk4pg76WVMH9vJZkStqtyGKivUqZR1Y/s320/AmyHea.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263539926647919874" /></a>Hi, my name is Amy I weigh 294 pounds and I am a food-a-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">holic</span>, I am starting this blog for a couple of reasons. <div><br /></div><div>1. I thought maybe if I did this blog, I would try harder at losing weight, if I know that even one person reads it, I will try to stay on top of my weight loss goal. </div><div><br /></div><div>2. I guess you could say I am a little desperate, I have tried and tried to lose weight, and I always fail, hopefully I won't this time.</div><div><br /></div><div>Some people eat when they are bored, sad, lonely, happy, stressed, hungry or full. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">unfortunately</span> eat when I am all of those things. I guess you could say I have had a long standing love <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">affair</span> with food ( <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Sorry</span> honey I stole your line) As far back as I can remember food has been my comforter, Well I have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">comfortably</span> made my "weigh" to 294 pounds, it is time to change so here I go.... </div><div><br /></div><div>Goodbye candy</div><div>Goodbye soda</div><div>Goodbye fast food ( I think I'll miss you most of all) </div><div>My goal for this week is to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">exercise</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">everyday</span> and to lose 3 pounds, wish me luck</div>FAttyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03038033064604258372noreply@blogger.com3