Friday, January 17, 2014
Hi, SP! Quick update. Unfortunately I managed to pack on some pounds over the holidays. I ended my 3+ year relationship right before Thanksgiving, started a new relationship right after Thanksgiving, and I have been spending a lot of time with my new man who loves to cook for me. Between delicious, not-so-healthy meals, skipping the gym, drinking way too much wine, treats and goodies in the break room at work in the days leading up to Christmas and Christmas itself, I had a really hard time resisting temptations. As of right now my weight is in the mid to high 130's. Thankfully, I can still fit into my size 6 pants just fine (when I first started to lose weight I was wearing size 10 when my weight was in the 130's). The problem is that most of my pants are size 2 or 4 so I've been rocking the oversized sweater look with pants that are too snug. Not okay! We started a weight loss challenge at work so I'm back at it - healthy habits, gym time, running and telling the boyfriend to go easy on the butter and oil! I haven't been feeling myself lately, and I looked at all of my pictures from when I was around 110 pounds, and I would love to get back down to that size! I did it once and I'll do it again. Here we go!
Thursday, October 24, 2013
It has been almost six months since I've published a SparkPeople blog, and almost eight months since I've done anything with my weight loss blog on WordPress. I spend most of my day on the computer at work, and I guess the last thing I want to do when I get home is spend even more time at the computer. But now that summer is over and there was snow on the ground this morning (WTF, mother nature??), I know I won't be spending much free time outside (my arse freezes when it drops below 60...tell me again why I live in NY). That leaves free time for inside-y things, so I want to blog more because I do really enjoy it.
I need to get my butt in the gym more. It seems like it has been one thing after another the past few weeks (head cold where I couldn't breathe, the following week I hurt my knee at a concert, last week I had my wisdom teeth out...) so I've been making excuses to not go to the gym. I also haven't been running that much at all. What is with me?! I browsed through some of my old blog entries where I was eating healthier and exercising more and I seemed so much happier than I am now. (Just reading my "I lost 50 pounds" blog --> www.sparkpeople.com/mypage_public_jo
urnal_individual.asp?blog_id=4866098 makes me sad because that was such a happy time in my life, and I feel so disconnected from where I was and how I felt then.) Maybe it's because I'm not in school anymore (where I was able to use my creative brain, I had more free time, I was taking art classes and gym classes that I loved) and now I'm not doing those things anymore. I can easily pick up a paint brush, drawing pencils, my sketch book, etc., grab my SLR and play in Photoshop or even strap on my sneakers and run or go to the gym but that spark that I had isn't present right now and it makes me sad.
I really, really miss being a student and working towards something, and I think I have decided to go back to school at some point within the next few years. I wanted to take a few Personal Training courses but I think I want to go back and get another bachelors. I'm leaning towards Fitness Development in hopes of becoming a personal trainer someday or Nutrition/Dietetics with a minor in Health and Fitness. I don't know which route I want to go.
Now that I've whine/vented a little I feel a little better. Now I'm off to make lunch, tackle a pile of dishes possibly make some homemade tortillas.
Sunday, May 05, 2013
Yesterday marked one year since I reached my weight loss goal of 50 pounds. I am proud to say that I have kept it off, and better yet, I am one size smaller than I was a year ago! I promised myself that I will never, ever be the unhealthy, overweight, miserable girl I was 3+ years ago. So far so good!
Monday, April 15, 2013
Hi friends! So I ended up joining the gym I was interested in - something I never thought I would do. I'm finally getting back into a routine, and I've been dragging my butt to the gym three nights a week after work. I'm proud of myself - my job moved me from the local store 4 miles away from my house (where the gym was on my way home) to the store located 30 miles away (where the gym is NOT on my way home), so I'm happy that I'm making myself go (and for the most part, I am enjoying it). For the first time last week, I met my goals and then some for fitness minutes (exceeded by 100 minutes or so), calories burned (exceeded it by 500 calories) and miles (exceeded by 7 miles). Woo!
I got new tats! In my last blog, I mentioned how I wanted to get a tattoo of Baby's paw print, and I got it on my birthday a few weeks ago! I also got lyrics to one of my favorite songs, "Swim" by Jack's Mannequin, in the same day. A few months ago, I saw the lead singer of JM live, and it was one of the greatest concert experiences of my life. (One thing you must know about me - I love concerts. A lot a lot a lot.) After the show, I met him and asked him to write out my favorite line of "Swim" so that I could get it tattooed in his handwriting. It's absolutely perfect, and it means so much to me. The fact that I got it the same day as I got my tattoo for Baby makes it extra special - the song is about getting through the rough times, and losing Baby was the hardest thing I've had to endure in YEARS, so it was all appropriate. Here's a picture of them.
Friday, March 15, 2013
My beautiful 14-year-old cat, Baby, passed away peacefully on Tuesday at the veterinarian. He was suffering from oral cancer, and a tumor had developed on the right side of his face, making it very difficult for him to eat and also making him blind in his right eye. It has been a really difficult week, and I think I'm okay until I see little reminders of him around the house and realize that he's not here with us anymore, and then I'm overwhelmed with sadness again. The hardest part is coming home and not being greeted by him. I just feel so empty. He would always greet me when I came home, every morning he would cuddle on my lap while I drank my coffee and ate my breakfast, every night before I went to bed, I would go downstairs and check on him to make sure he was okay and had plenty of food and water; now I don't have any of that anymore and I just feel empty. If I was upset or pissed off about something, I would just sit with him for awhile because he instantly brightened my day. I don't have any of that anymore, and it makes me so sad. We got him when I was 8 years old, so he was present for the majority of my life, and he was my only pet. He has a special place in my heart, and I plan on getting a tattoo of his paw print in a few weeks. My sister and I even made impressions of his paw print Monday night.
Thank you to everyone who has kept my baby in your thoughts and prayers; I made a few blogs and status updates within the past few months and didn't get back to everyone, but I really, truly appreciate it.
RIP Baby, I love you always
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