Found my goal suit for this summer. Upper body? No problem! Lower... well.... it's coming along. I HAD to toss in a new back photo too. I'm lumpy-in a good way :)
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
The Big Picture
So...It has taken about 3 days to finally get the courage to post these next "goals". These days, once I set a goal- It's on like Donkey Kong! (Unless of course it involves a burpee.)
I have been toying with the idea of 2 long term goals. I have never done a long term goal before and stuck with it. I have had the most success with short term but, I am thinking that this blog and all of you will help me keep accountable and working towards them. Some of you have talked them through with me before and to some of you this is going to be news.
See.... I am still stalling and dancing around actually typing out.
1: MMA Fight. (Sorry, Mom!) Ideally I would like to wrestle down (pun intended) this one before I turn 35. I have seen the women in my current weight class. HELL NO!!!! That will not be happening for at least another 15lbs. That's it... I wrote it out... Goal Set!
That brings me right on into my second goal. In order to fight, I have to be in the best fighting shape possible right? Well... while I am at it....
2: Competition. Fitness/Figure/Physique??? ... I still have a lot of research to do. I immediately feel like I need to defend my decision and I have no idea why that is. Maybe because it is still so unbelievable to even me. 6 months ago, I never would have considered it. 6 weeks ago I probably would have still been laughing it off. How the hell is Xavy so damn persuasive? He was the one that first mentioned it and has not let it go. He seems to have more confidence in me then I have in myself but it is starting to rub off. Xavy never used the words, "If you compete...", it was and is always, "When you compete...". We have talked about training for another year to slim down and then see where we are. I am having so much fun training that I can see myself enjoying the whole process. I have a feeling though he is already running me through some preliminary tests with his, "Phase 2". hahah I am already becoming one of "those" people in the gym. You know the ones, lifting free weights in the mirror checking themselves out. Oh yea! HaHaHa
Until then, I have made a collage of images that I have been drooling over for the past 11 weeks. These have been the saved images on my computer that keep me focused on fitness and not just trying to get skinny.
I have been toying with the idea of 2 long term goals. I have never done a long term goal before and stuck with it. I have had the most success with short term but, I am thinking that this blog and all of you will help me keep accountable and working towards them. Some of you have talked them through with me before and to some of you this is going to be news.
See.... I am still stalling and dancing around actually typing out.
1: MMA Fight. (Sorry, Mom!) Ideally I would like to wrestle down (pun intended) this one before I turn 35. I have seen the women in my current weight class. HELL NO!!!! That will not be happening for at least another 15lbs. That's it... I wrote it out... Goal Set!
That brings me right on into my second goal. In order to fight, I have to be in the best fighting shape possible right? Well... while I am at it....
2: Competition. Fitness/Figure/Physique??? ... I still have a lot of research to do. I immediately feel like I need to defend my decision and I have no idea why that is. Maybe because it is still so unbelievable to even me. 6 months ago, I never would have considered it. 6 weeks ago I probably would have still been laughing it off. How the hell is Xavy so damn persuasive? He was the one that first mentioned it and has not let it go. He seems to have more confidence in me then I have in myself but it is starting to rub off. Xavy never used the words, "If you compete...", it was and is always, "When you compete...". We have talked about training for another year to slim down and then see where we are. I am having so much fun training that I can see myself enjoying the whole process. I have a feeling though he is already running me through some preliminary tests with his, "Phase 2". hahah I am already becoming one of "those" people in the gym. You know the ones, lifting free weights in the mirror checking themselves out. Oh yea! HaHaHa
Until then, I have made a collage of images that I have been drooling over for the past 11 weeks. These have been the saved images on my computer that keep me focused on fitness and not just trying to get skinny.
If Xavy and Kelly say that I can do it, then I am all over it!
You go girl!!!
I captured this Facebook post from a dear friend's status. It is a shame that it needed to be said but I am so proud of her.
Beast Mode
"Yes, I did just start Xavy's 'Phase 2' of training.
How could you tell?"
LOL!!! I couldn't resist!
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Cheaters Never Prosper
So... During this process, I was always told that having a planned "cheat day" was okay once in a while. Good, in fact. The past few months I have had a cheat meal but never ever a full day. I would get an overwhelming sense of regret as soon as I was done eating and immediately tried to convince myself to believe my justifications. Talk about stress!!! With every bite, I calculated calories taken in and the minutes I would need to spend on the elliptical or treadmill to burn them. Like I said, I am a product of the Baltimore City School System- too much math for this girl. When it was all said and done, it was hard to bask in the glory of it all.
This weekend I decided to go for it. My brother was in town, my Uncle had made plans for an incredible day of yummy yummy goodness, I helped host a baby shower and Xavy said I earned my buffalo wings. I was going to do it!
Friday night, I stuck to my plan. I didn't want to start too soon. I stopped and got a wheat wrap at Royal Farms since I had a long evening of running to go. Good! Got it.
Saturday, I stuck to the plan pretty much all day. Putting on the finishing touches setting up for the baby shower I had my protein shake in tow with my almonds. I did not do amazing but I stayed on plan about 95%. Not bad, not bad at all. I knew there was a chance that a buffalo wing was in my future and I did not want to screw it up. I met with Xavy and his wife to watch the U.F.C. fight. With his permission and encouragement, I had my wings. First time in at least 10 weeks. WOW! They were scrumptious! No fries, stuck to water. Again, not bad.
Sunday, oh Sunday was a whole different story. If you know my Aunt Jen, you know that she doesn't do anything half-ass. She put the Cracker Barrel to shame. I had scrapple, bacon, creamed chipped beef, croissants and that is only what I can remember. For lunch I had a sugar free snowball. For dinner I had a protein bar. (like that was going fix the damage). For the second dinner, we went to the Melting Pot. Xavy said to skip the cheese and chocolate but go for the veggies and meats. Please! I gave it some consideration over the first bite of cheddar cheese covered apple. All bets were off after that. I went balls to the wall straight through to the chocolate!
The aftermath...
I woke up at 4:00 a.m. with a tummy-ache that didn't let up all day. To be honest, I am still a little nauseated today. For dinner, I had a hand full of dry raw veggies in an attempt of surrender. I had to push myself to get up and go to the gym. I was dragging ass. I felt terrible. 2 years ago, my "cheat" day was a regular old day and I didn't feel this way after, or did I? (A point to ponder.)
I should have stopped at the wings! That was all that I REALLY wanted. The rest was just ridiculous. It was not worth feeling how I have felt the last 2 days. My body likes the "New Lori". I just wish it didn't have to prove it quite so convincingly.
This weekend I decided to go for it. My brother was in town, my Uncle had made plans for an incredible day of yummy yummy goodness, I helped host a baby shower and Xavy said I earned my buffalo wings. I was going to do it!
Friday night, I stuck to my plan. I didn't want to start too soon. I stopped and got a wheat wrap at Royal Farms since I had a long evening of running to go. Good! Got it.
Saturday, I stuck to the plan pretty much all day. Putting on the finishing touches setting up for the baby shower I had my protein shake in tow with my almonds. I did not do amazing but I stayed on plan about 95%. Not bad, not bad at all. I knew there was a chance that a buffalo wing was in my future and I did not want to screw it up. I met with Xavy and his wife to watch the U.F.C. fight. With his permission and encouragement, I had my wings. First time in at least 10 weeks. WOW! They were scrumptious! No fries, stuck to water. Again, not bad.
Sunday, oh Sunday was a whole different story. If you know my Aunt Jen, you know that she doesn't do anything half-ass. She put the Cracker Barrel to shame. I had scrapple, bacon, creamed chipped beef, croissants and that is only what I can remember. For lunch I had a sugar free snowball. For dinner I had a protein bar. (like that was going fix the damage). For the second dinner, we went to the Melting Pot. Xavy said to skip the cheese and chocolate but go for the veggies and meats. Please! I gave it some consideration over the first bite of cheddar cheese covered apple. All bets were off after that. I went balls to the wall straight through to the chocolate!
The aftermath...
I woke up at 4:00 a.m. with a tummy-ache that didn't let up all day. To be honest, I am still a little nauseated today. For dinner, I had a hand full of dry raw veggies in an attempt of surrender. I had to push myself to get up and go to the gym. I was dragging ass. I felt terrible. 2 years ago, my "cheat" day was a regular old day and I didn't feel this way after, or did I? (A point to ponder.)
I should have stopped at the wings! That was all that I REALLY wanted. The rest was just ridiculous. It was not worth feeling how I have felt the last 2 days. My body likes the "New Lori". I just wish it didn't have to prove it quite so convincingly.
Saturday, May 26, 2012
The fat one
We all have those family members. You know the ones... the big one, the funny one, the tall one, the blonde one, the skinny one and the fat one. For the last 13-14 years, I have been the "fat" one of my moms children. No, don't get bent out of shape. I am not being self depreciating. I am still the cute one and the sweet one. Haha
Losing weight has been such a long process that I started to lose motivating about a year ago. I had to change the way I thought. I would hide from friends until I hit a certain goal, ashamed that they were not going to see the progress I made thus far. Dumb huh? I am not sure how she said it but Kelly and I had a talk one day and the gist of it was that I had taken years to put the weight on, it was not going to disappear over night. Additionally, she reminded me that all my friends loved me at my largest, they will love me today and in 5 lbs. I suppose I was just ashamed. Bottom line. How much had I missed out on because of that?
As I get ready for the baby shower of my new niece, Ellie. I am putting on my newest outfit I got just for today. I couldn't risk getting it any earlier then yesterday because clothes don't fit around here for more then a few weeks. Haha.
Size 12 jeans: same cut and brand that I just got in a 14 a few weeks ago.I can not remember when I was a size 12. My prom dress was at least a 14-16.
Size Medium top: I tried it on and a sales girl came out of the wood work and told me that I had to buy it. I had fantastic shoulders.
When Ellie is born, she will know me as many things but I have a chance to start fresh. Ellie will always remember me slimmer. I won't be the "fat" aunt. Crazy, loud, silly, active and energetic maybe, but not fat.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Shake it like a Polariod Picture
Take Pictures!
I can not stress to you how many times a simple picture has saved Xavy's neck. Here I am at week 10 and I weigh about the same as I did in week 4. The difference you ask? Inches!!! I have been keeping a little photo log on BodyBuilding.com and let me tell you, I am so glad that I have.
I found a spot in my house in front of the mirror and have been taking a photo in the same two poses in the same place every 2 weeks. The first day I took the photo, I nearly cried. I was already 75lbs down and I still looked like a marshmallow cream puff. I was very shy to show it to Kelly and Xavy but I knew it had to be done. I had to get real about it. Spanx and Compression pants can't hide me forever, right? (Plus, I needed the reality check that just because they make bikini's in size 14 does not mean I should wear them.)
*Can I just stop for a moment and give a shout out to Kelly's partner and Xavy's wife? Saint's I'll tell ya, Saint's. You both put up with so much in order to allow them to give us clients the attention we need.
So back to the half naked photos I am knowingly putting on the internet...
For the most part, I wake up every day feeling or seeing something different in/on my body. A new muscle group, a new shadow of a body part shrinking, a new jiggle of something or other and my personal favorite... Hip Bones!!! Even though I feel it, I am not going to lie. I want to SEE it. I want to see my body the way everyone else does. These pictures have gotten me through some pretty tough times in this process and have also fueled me to plow through and stay the course.
This morning I took my week 10 photos and just about had a cow. (wait, a very skinny cow.) This week I have seen the most difference then I have during any other 2 week increment. I had a "fat" week last week so I was a little reluctant to take the photos. I am so glad I did.
If you are interested in seeing my photos, please send me a comment and an email address. I have no problem sharing them. The good, the bad and the jiggly. :)
I can not stress to you how many times a simple picture has saved Xavy's neck. Here I am at week 10 and I weigh about the same as I did in week 4. The difference you ask? Inches!!! I have been keeping a little photo log on BodyBuilding.com and let me tell you, I am so glad that I have.
I found a spot in my house in front of the mirror and have been taking a photo in the same two poses in the same place every 2 weeks. The first day I took the photo, I nearly cried. I was already 75lbs down and I still looked like a marshmallow cream puff. I was very shy to show it to Kelly and Xavy but I knew it had to be done. I had to get real about it. Spanx and Compression pants can't hide me forever, right? (Plus, I needed the reality check that just because they make bikini's in size 14 does not mean I should wear them.)
*Can I just stop for a moment and give a shout out to Kelly's partner and Xavy's wife? Saint's I'll tell ya, Saint's. You both put up with so much in order to allow them to give us clients the attention we need.
So back to the half naked photos I am knowingly putting on the internet...
For the most part, I wake up every day feeling or seeing something different in/on my body. A new muscle group, a new shadow of a body part shrinking, a new jiggle of something or other and my personal favorite... Hip Bones!!! Even though I feel it, I am not going to lie. I want to SEE it. I want to see my body the way everyone else does. These pictures have gotten me through some pretty tough times in this process and have also fueled me to plow through and stay the course.
This morning I took my week 10 photos and just about had a cow. (wait, a very skinny cow.) This week I have seen the most difference then I have during any other 2 week increment. I had a "fat" week last week so I was a little reluctant to take the photos. I am so glad I did.
If you are interested in seeing my photos, please send me a comment and an email address. I have no problem sharing them. The good, the bad and the jiggly. :)
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