Thursday, September 05, 2013
It's been a very hard week emotionally for me. This blog is nothing more than a vent that I desperately need to get off my chest. It has to do with events that have happened outside of this web site, but I have to talk about in order to move on. You don't have to read it, it's more for me than anything.
Tuesday we gave our Buddy up. We didn't sell him, we gave him to a wonderful family. He was my fur baby, the golden fuzz love of my life. So why did we have to give him up? Because my oldest is very allergic to him and the doctor suggested strongly that we do give him up. She was to the point where she couldn't breath at night, even medicated. I feared that she would stop breathing in her sleep.
The decision to give him up was a long thought out decision. We struggled with it, the kids begged, Kendra is racked with guilt over it. However, in the end we had no choice. Buddy had to find a new home where they would be able to give him love the rest of his life.
Before anyone criticizes my family know this, we bent over backward for him when we first got him. We could have easily given him back to the SPCA a year ago when we adopted him. He had major skin issues, we went through all sorts of food choices until we found the raw diet that stopped all his issues. I would be up nights with him because he was throwing up all night when we first got him. We dropped more money than we could afford in the beginning with vet bills because of his health. He was 7, shared my birthday and we fully expected to keep him for the rest of his life. Sadly my daughter's health and well being come before anything else.
It's amazing how criticized we are now that our friends and family know about our decision to adopt Buddy out. He won't end up back in a shelter and he won't be put to sleep, these people don't believe in that. They rescue shelter dogs from being put down. Sadly according to some people we are the devil's spawn and evil humans who treat animals as disposable in their eyes. Buddy wasn't disposed of, he was lovingly given to a home that will love him almost as much as I have in the time we had him.
These people that have thrown their opinions in our face, they have no children, they consider their dogs their children, so they have no idea what it means to walk by your child's room and hear them struggle to breath, wake up so tired that at 8 years old, they can't make it through the day without napping because their nights were spent trying to expel the congestion. They don't know what it's like to explore other options, hoping to keep your fur baby and your child healthy but realizing that keeping her drugged for the rest of the dogs life is not an option, and homeopathic isn't an affordable option. Not when I have to keep both child and dog fed.
You don't agree with my choice as a mother, that's fine. I don't expect the whole world to, but like the old saying goes, if you don't have anything nice to say..............then keep it to yourself. I made a choice for my family's health. I miss my Buddy, the house is so empty without him, he was larger than life and he was my fur baby. I love him so very much.
End of Rant, if you made it this far, you are brave. Thank you
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Hi! My name is Mel and I'm addicted to the scale. I get on it every morning, waiting with baited breath hoping to see the numbers go down, even it if is in inches. I do a happy dance in my bathroom when I see the numbers go down, I celebrate each ounce lost, even if I would rather pounds. I need to attend scale addicts classes. I need an intervention. I wish I could ignore the pull of the scale, because I'm very much SV driven.
- The bane of my existence, my early morning habit. I think we need to break up!
So, if I haven't already made it clear, I am in a long term love/hate relationship with my scale and it hasn't been nice to me at all. It gave me a tease last week with a two pound drop. This week it took those two pounds back and laughed at me as I looked down upon it. I have been working my butt off, jumping on my elliptical for 30 minutes, doing wall push ups, kettlebell routines and getting on the floor for modified crunches (praying each time that I can get back up). So I had a talk with my scale this morning, told it (it's pink by the way) to be nice and show me my hard work is paying off, it has until Sunday to change it's attitude.
I have been doing all that I can, I log everything I put in my mouth, I limit my portions, I don't snack at night anymore, drink water like I'm a camel lost in the desert, I am in bed at 9 every night and I'm sweating bullets. So what gives? Why am I not dropping weight like I did the first time I started SP when 40 lbs jumped off me and ran for it's life?
Something has to give here, I'm giving it all I've got and it doesn't seem good enough! So for now I will continue to glare at my scale, watching what I eat, controlling my portions and begging for some results to show somewhere! I don't even have NSV to fall back on to encourage me!
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
So I got it into my head that having a chair simply wasn't enough fun, I thought I would bring my big blue ball with me (encouragement by a lot of Storm team mates didn't hurt either lol)
I'm sitting here on it as I type and wondering if anyone has some simple small workout ideas that won't make me look silly in front of my co-workers? I basically sit on it and squeeze my thighs together and sit up straight and tighten my core throughout the day. The feeling at the end of the day is like me being on my elliptical for an hour. But I want to do more.
Any suggestions would be helpful!!
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Yesterday I had a company bbq to go to. It was my first event that I went to since restarting my journey. Let me tell you I rocked yesterday. Said no to a lot and did awesome portions. However before that I had to go shopping for a wedding outfit. I got a skirt and a strapless shirt. Something I would never have done but look good in. I got to thinking about what Im going to do with my clothes when they dont fit. Sure some of them I will donate, but im trying to think of what to do with a few favorite shirts and my new skirt. Im hoping I can take the skirt in some considering im trying to lose weight but i still want it to fit lol. Most of all ill just be glad to lose the big clothes. Onward to a new me.
Saturday, August 17, 2013
When I get home from work I usually am still in the mood to work out. The only problem is that Im too hungry to want to before dinner and too full after so I havent been working out. I think my best bet is to eat a snack after work and then hit the elliptical. Well at least im using my excercise ball at work instead of a chair. Lol thats a fun experience! !!
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