OK, so apparently I've been gone from my blog world for SIX months. Seriously doesn't seem that long, but I guess the date to my last post prove so. Anyways, this whole diet, be healthy, look hot again, so on crap seemed to be just a phase I was in. Lately, well for a long while I have been feeling not like myself. I have no clue if its life, stress, being a mother, or WOMAN period. I have absolutely no drive to exercise or pushing away from the table. Pushing away from the table? Seriously seems so funny to me because I don't consider myself a compulsive eater, hmm! Something I should think further about I guess. I mean I don't sit at my table continuously eating..so does that make me not able to push away from the table. Who Knows at this point!
Anyways, we are officially in the FALL season here in Texas, sure doesn't feel like it though. I decided to start taking out my Fall/Winter clothing just to see what needed to be replaced and tossed. I can't say I was surprised about my discovery since I did eat a crap load of Chinese food the night before with ice cream to top it off. And not just any ice cream...Reese's Peanut Buttercups for that matter, Delicious! I have to mention I do have a lot of cute sweaters, pants, leggings, and coats. Once, everything was out the box and placed on my bed by categories. I began trying things on...BIG DRUM ROLL PLEASE!!!
Almost to nothing FIT my PHAT ass! Ugh! I have to remind myself I was so much lighter last year than today. All my XL to L blouses, sweaters, and coats no longer fit. You could literally see my fat roll. Everything and I do mean EVERYTHING looked like it had been painted on my body. Not to mention my jeans, and slacks only made it up my thigh. Seriously, out of a whole what I call collection of clothing did not fit. So then it comes the guilt trip. You know we all have that moment where we make excuses for why OUR clothes don't fit us. We've been under a whole crap load of stress, work is busy this season, or my favorite- "We all need to be spoiled every now and then,"
Whatever the excuse my be this time I need to get my BUTT back to gear. My birthday is less than a week away and the looks of things I am probably going to weigh the same as I did last year, DEPRESSING! I woke up today feeling like its time I get back into my workout self. It must be the visions of me not fitting into my clothes that gave me this unbelievable drive. After dropping of my son at school I decided to go for a walk/power walk/jog. I am proud to announce I worked it for 30 minutes. Not normally what I usually work out, but thought maybe since my last weight loss journey I start off fast maybe I should slow the pace in hopes it gets me back into the jive of things.
Day One of exercise- DOWN!
I have also decided I will be keeping up with my blog. Hope it gives me my inspiration back to lose this weight. For those who are still following I am sorry for letting you down, but I have so new things in store..Stay tuned!
<3 Done being Phat
Simple Question turned into COMPLICATIONS
Walking to class today I ran into an old friend. Like everyone who knows each other we stopped and chatted. The first thing she told me was "you look good girl!" As much as I wanted to say "yea I know..Lol!" I looked at her like damn I must have looked really bad back then and you failed not to tell me..Ugh! This very statement got me thinking that people in our lives fail to tell us the truth. Is it because they don't want to hurt our feelings? Afraid of our reaction? Or just accept us for our faults? Though we all have different friends for different aspect of our lives are they really friends. I put myself in the shoes of my friends and I can't say I would know what to tell me. How would you start off an awkward conversation to a friend you care about? Seriously even if my friends would have brought up the health card I probably wouldn't pay much mind to it. For me this whole journey has been something that I needed to be ready for. I believe that I wouldn't be where I am today weight wise if I wasn't ready. Too many times of not wanting to lose the weight those fads died. Now that I want it and can taste a little bit of victory I'm all for it.
Another question that came up in our conversation was "How have you been?" Good question, how have I been? Wow, did she have hours to actually hear how I have been? I replied “I’m doing good...” Really have I been good? Sometimes I find myself replying quickly just to get out of that awkwardness of question asking. Well lately life has been throwing me curves and making life even more complicated than I already think it is.
Complication #1: Boys!!!
Who ever said when you lose weight the boy issues gets easier? They LIED!! It doesn't make it easier just more complicated. I've never been a boy magnet, but have had my fair share. I think I have dated at least one boy from each category: the nice, mean, and the ugly! LOL Okay maybe not necessarily in that order or category, but it sure does feel that way. I just imagined me losing a ton of weight would leave a reaction from boys that I have never felt before. So far that’s so not happening. I've never been one to need someone or want someone to want me. My whole concept was if it happens it happens and if doesn't it doesn't. What girl in there right mind doesn't like attention? I love how I keep using boys and girls like if I am in grade school, haha! I guess its a little part of me trying to hold on to my youth. For me losing weight and boys comes neck in neck of driving me crazy. The jealously is one of the man things for me that makes the whole boys complication complicated. Instead of a guy appreciating you for your accomplishment and wanting to be apart of that accomplishment they make it about "jealously." They automatically think your losing weight for someone other than them. Please guys don't flatter your self!! One pet peeve of mine when it comes to relationship is jealously. I can't stand it and don't accept it. Here goes another reason why guys think your losing weight... Are you trying to look better than me? Make me feel bad? I literally laughed my ass off on this one. First of all I know I already look better than you, no trying there. =) Guys just can't sit back and enjoy the ride or be apart of it. I will never completely wrap my head around why guys think you're losing weight for someone else. At this point I am just done with it. Done with the guy drama and there flatter ness. Well at least until I meet that one that changes my mind. ;)
Complication#2 School!!!
So life as a college student…. Sounds fun doesn’t it? Nope!! I guess my college days wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have other responsibilities to come with it. The whole party like a rock star days are done. Which really isn’t a bad thing on my part because I’m not really into the whole college party life, must be a getting older phase. I don’t get the point of waking up early, rushing to class just to have a Professor talk about their weekend fun. Don’t get me wrong I rather listen to blah, blah, blah at home in my P J’s sipping on hot tea. Ok maybe I’m being a little drastic, but I rather be doing something else then listen to why Mr. Ed doesn’t like Sally the dog. I have had some really good professors, but getting to the end of my college path I just want to get straight to the point. Like lectures aren’t boring enough why assign work that doesn’t pertain to the FREAKIN class. Or assigning homework that isn’t going to be graded, ugh!
Complication #3 SOCIAL LIFE/FRIENDS
Who has a social life these days when you’re a full-time mom, college student, and employee? Me, me, me! Well not really a social life I would say. I rarely do anything for fun because my world is centered on my son and school. Yup you’re thinking I’m pretty boring, but you know I rather be boring. I love spending time with my son and watching him grow up each day is so much fulfilling than going out with friends. Plus being in school doesn’t make any matters better. I have had some bumps in the road as far as school goes which lead me proving myself. I am blessed though to have some of the truest, kindest, warmest, caring friends. My friends accept me as I am and are countable. They understand motherhood and school are my focus. I get together with them as much as time permits. We even get together with the kiddos, which is always fun. I am so proud to say that I have some of the best friends anyone could ask for. Since I rarely go out they always make it relaxing and enjoyable when we do hangout. So the complication #3 really doesn't fit this section other than that I hardly have a social life,lol!
And Finally Complication#4 WEIGHT LOSS
Anyone thats on this same journey knows right off the bat that its a tough journey. I mean you changed all old habits, but some find a way to creep up on you. I am all for the healthy now which on my end is exciting. I feel for my family and friends though because thats all I seem to talk about these days. If its not how my workouts are, which new machines I tried, excercise classes, new recipes I've tried its about what my next goal is going to be. Geez, my family and friends must love me since they hardly complain about my blah, blah, blah. I just want to share this whole new me with everyone and hope to touch others in the process. I name weight loss a complication because it is. Its not easy though I always manage to stay on my game. I find myself being mad at my own self for failing on not staying on track with things. Everday is a battle. Losing weight is a battle. You have to conquer temptations when they arise, you have to make sure you get enough workout in to burn calories, and the list goes on.
So when my friend asked me how I was doing these complications is how I am doing. These complications along with motherhood is how I am doing. I know I could be worst off, but who isn't. I now wonder what goes further than a simple responce I get. I mean now when I ask others "How are you doing?" How are they really doing?
Till Next Time..
Done Phat Chic
Another question that came up in our conversation was "How have you been?" Good question, how have I been? Wow, did she have hours to actually hear how I have been? I replied “I’m doing good...” Really have I been good? Sometimes I find myself replying quickly just to get out of that awkwardness of question asking. Well lately life has been throwing me curves and making life even more complicated than I already think it is.
Complication #1: Boys!!!
Who ever said when you lose weight the boy issues gets easier? They LIED!! It doesn't make it easier just more complicated. I've never been a boy magnet, but have had my fair share. I think I have dated at least one boy from each category: the nice, mean, and the ugly! LOL Okay maybe not necessarily in that order or category, but it sure does feel that way. I just imagined me losing a ton of weight would leave a reaction from boys that I have never felt before. So far that’s so not happening. I've never been one to need someone or want someone to want me. My whole concept was if it happens it happens and if doesn't it doesn't. What girl in there right mind doesn't like attention? I love how I keep using boys and girls like if I am in grade school, haha! I guess its a little part of me trying to hold on to my youth. For me losing weight and boys comes neck in neck of driving me crazy. The jealously is one of the man things for me that makes the whole boys complication complicated. Instead of a guy appreciating you for your accomplishment and wanting to be apart of that accomplishment they make it about "jealously." They automatically think your losing weight for someone other than them. Please guys don't flatter your self!! One pet peeve of mine when it comes to relationship is jealously. I can't stand it and don't accept it. Here goes another reason why guys think your losing weight... Are you trying to look better than me? Make me feel bad? I literally laughed my ass off on this one. First of all I know I already look better than you, no trying there. =) Guys just can't sit back and enjoy the ride or be apart of it. I will never completely wrap my head around why guys think you're losing weight for someone else. At this point I am just done with it. Done with the guy drama and there flatter ness. Well at least until I meet that one that changes my mind. ;)
Complication#2 School!!!
So life as a college student…. Sounds fun doesn’t it? Nope!! I guess my college days wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have other responsibilities to come with it. The whole party like a rock star days are done. Which really isn’t a bad thing on my part because I’m not really into the whole college party life, must be a getting older phase. I don’t get the point of waking up early, rushing to class just to have a Professor talk about their weekend fun. Don’t get me wrong I rather listen to blah, blah, blah at home in my P J’s sipping on hot tea. Ok maybe I’m being a little drastic, but I rather be doing something else then listen to why Mr. Ed doesn’t like Sally the dog. I have had some really good professors, but getting to the end of my college path I just want to get straight to the point. Like lectures aren’t boring enough why assign work that doesn’t pertain to the FREAKIN class. Or assigning homework that isn’t going to be graded, ugh!
Complication #3 SOCIAL LIFE/FRIENDS
Who has a social life these days when you’re a full-time mom, college student, and employee? Me, me, me! Well not really a social life I would say. I rarely do anything for fun because my world is centered on my son and school. Yup you’re thinking I’m pretty boring, but you know I rather be boring. I love spending time with my son and watching him grow up each day is so much fulfilling than going out with friends. Plus being in school doesn’t make any matters better. I have had some bumps in the road as far as school goes which lead me proving myself. I am blessed though to have some of the truest, kindest, warmest, caring friends. My friends accept me as I am and are countable. They understand motherhood and school are my focus. I get together with them as much as time permits. We even get together with the kiddos, which is always fun. I am so proud to say that I have some of the best friends anyone could ask for. Since I rarely go out they always make it relaxing and enjoyable when we do hangout. So the complication #3 really doesn't fit this section other than that I hardly have a social life,lol!
And Finally Complication#4 WEIGHT LOSS
Anyone thats on this same journey knows right off the bat that its a tough journey. I mean you changed all old habits, but some find a way to creep up on you. I am all for the healthy now which on my end is exciting. I feel for my family and friends though because thats all I seem to talk about these days. If its not how my workouts are, which new machines I tried, excercise classes, new recipes I've tried its about what my next goal is going to be. Geez, my family and friends must love me since they hardly complain about my blah, blah, blah. I just want to share this whole new me with everyone and hope to touch others in the process. I name weight loss a complication because it is. Its not easy though I always manage to stay on my game. I find myself being mad at my own self for failing on not staying on track with things. Everday is a battle. Losing weight is a battle. You have to conquer temptations when they arise, you have to make sure you get enough workout in to burn calories, and the list goes on.
So when my friend asked me how I was doing these complications is how I am doing. These complications along with motherhood is how I am doing. I know I could be worst off, but who isn't. I now wonder what goes further than a simple responce I get. I mean now when I ask others "How are you doing?" How are they really doing?
Till Next Time..
Done Phat Chic
And the winner is...
“Ladies and Gentlemen lets hear it for Miss Jessica…Losing a whooping 6.4lbs on the Ugly Cupcake Society FIRST CHALLENGE!!”
Ok well maybe that was a bit much, but so UNBELIEVEABLE. As much as it was a shock to be announced the winner I was also in disbelief. One thing I NEVER may I repeat NEVER win anything, more less a challenge. I really needed this challenge to prove to myself that my journey is well along its way. Like many of you I get discouraged and feel like this journey is way too long. Conclusion is that we are human and we are ALLOWED to feel like that.
It mind boggles me that people who have never been over weight or struggled obtaining a healthy weight completely understands this journey. Too many times people say to me “oh you’re losing weight .That great, but so easy.” Seriously, it’s not as easy as it looks. Its beyond me that people think that losing weight isn't a big deal. Um Hello it is!! Especially if you have struggled with weight issues your whole life. So to me its kinda a BIG deal.
All in all I am excited that I have finally won something that I am getting good at.
"Winning means you're willing to go longer, work harder, and give more than anyone else.."
-Vince Lombardi
Done Phat Chic
Ok well maybe that was a bit much, but so UNBELIEVEABLE. As much as it was a shock to be announced the winner I was also in disbelief. One thing I NEVER may I repeat NEVER win anything, more less a challenge. I really needed this challenge to prove to myself that my journey is well along its way. Like many of you I get discouraged and feel like this journey is way too long. Conclusion is that we are human and we are ALLOWED to feel like that.
It mind boggles me that people who have never been over weight or struggled obtaining a healthy weight completely understands this journey. Too many times people say to me “oh you’re losing weight .That great, but so easy.” Seriously, it’s not as easy as it looks. Its beyond me that people think that losing weight isn't a big deal. Um Hello it is!! Especially if you have struggled with weight issues your whole life. So to me its kinda a BIG deal.
All in all I am excited that I have finally won something that I am getting good at.
"Winning means you're willing to go longer, work harder, and give more than anyone else.."
-Vince Lombardi
Done Phat Chic
Sexy Bitch! :)
"Damn Girl..you a Sexy Bitch..a sexy bitch..damn you a sexy bitch..She's nothing like you've ever seen before. Nothing you can compare to your neighboorhood hoe. I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful...."
I know that must have been a crazy way to start out a blog, but I accomplished something today by getting hyped by that song. I was at the gym where I always am in the morning. I was warming up by walking on the treadmill for about 10 min max soon after I start my run for the day. I will be the first to say that I need crazy upbeat music to get me through my workouts and runs in general. When my music is blasting from my ipod I get lost in it. I completely forget about the time on the treadmill and start singing and head bopping while running. The other gym members probably think I am crazy because there are times where I bust out singing.Haha! There has been times where I am singing and look over next to me and see someone laughing or smiling at me. One morning when leaving the gym this lady walked up to me and said "it looked like you had a blast during your workout today." I smiled and said to her "I have to do what I got to do to make this fun..lol!" While I was running this song came on and well I kept playing it over and over and by the time I knew it I had ran an extra mile and completely forgot about the time left. I literally got lost in this song. I kept playing it to remain hyped through my run. That just goes to show you that todays music is workoutable. Wait is that even a word? Oh well it is now.
Hopefully sharing that with you all will keep you open minded about your workout music. Great things can occur when you least expect them. Anyways, I have been so over whelmed with homework and motherhood that I haven't been able to blog in what seems like forever. I hope everyone had a great EASTER. I wish I could sit here and say to you all that my good habits were in place on EASTER. Totally not the case,boo me! I did well portion control wise it was the SWEETS that got me. I think I had more than a couple of mini cupcakes..then came cookies..and candy. You better believe I was bummed that night, but then I thought I hardly ever do that so one day isn't going to hurt. I decided the next morning not to weigh myself because for sure I would be depressed. And when I get that feeling it makes me not want to stay focus and feel like everything that I have accomplished to that point is worthless. Instead I pushed myself harder through my workout that day. Its important to accept what you did and move forward. Just because you had one bad temptation day doesn't mean your whole journey is DONE. Accept it and move on!
Ok so today was the offical weigh in day for the FIRST Ugly Cupcake Society challenge. I feel like I could have pushed myself hard, but I'm still pleased with the end weight. I am just so anxious to see who takes the WIN. I will post once the WINNER as been revealed.
Done Phat Chic
I know that must have been a crazy way to start out a blog, but I accomplished something today by getting hyped by that song. I was at the gym where I always am in the morning. I was warming up by walking on the treadmill for about 10 min max soon after I start my run for the day. I will be the first to say that I need crazy upbeat music to get me through my workouts and runs in general. When my music is blasting from my ipod I get lost in it. I completely forget about the time on the treadmill and start singing and head bopping while running. The other gym members probably think I am crazy because there are times where I bust out singing.Haha! There has been times where I am singing and look over next to me and see someone laughing or smiling at me. One morning when leaving the gym this lady walked up to me and said "it looked like you had a blast during your workout today." I smiled and said to her "I have to do what I got to do to make this fun..lol!" While I was running this song came on and well I kept playing it over and over and by the time I knew it I had ran an extra mile and completely forgot about the time left. I literally got lost in this song. I kept playing it to remain hyped through my run. That just goes to show you that todays music is workoutable. Wait is that even a word? Oh well it is now.
Hopefully sharing that with you all will keep you open minded about your workout music. Great things can occur when you least expect them. Anyways, I have been so over whelmed with homework and motherhood that I haven't been able to blog in what seems like forever. I hope everyone had a great EASTER. I wish I could sit here and say to you all that my good habits were in place on EASTER. Totally not the case,boo me! I did well portion control wise it was the SWEETS that got me. I think I had more than a couple of mini cupcakes..then came cookies..and candy. You better believe I was bummed that night, but then I thought I hardly ever do that so one day isn't going to hurt. I decided the next morning not to weigh myself because for sure I would be depressed. And when I get that feeling it makes me not want to stay focus and feel like everything that I have accomplished to that point is worthless. Instead I pushed myself harder through my workout that day. Its important to accept what you did and move forward. Just because you had one bad temptation day doesn't mean your whole journey is DONE. Accept it and move on!
Ok so today was the offical weigh in day for the FIRST Ugly Cupcake Society challenge. I feel like I could have pushed myself hard, but I'm still pleased with the end weight. I am just so anxious to see who takes the WIN. I will post once the WINNER as been revealed.
Done Phat Chic
Day 1
One day down and 6 more days to go..Day one was not as bad as I thought it was going to be. I didn't get a workout in today do to not feeling well. Basically I kept my calorie count down since I wasn't going to be working out today. Hopefully I will be up for a run tomorrow. My food log may look out of whack, but keep in mind I haven't been feeling well today, and didn't have an appetite. This is not by far what my daily food log looks like..
Breakfast-Protein shake from Jamba Juice
Late Lunch-Grilled fish,cajun rice, and veggies from Long John Silvers
Snack-Apple sauce
Dinner-Half a Special K meal bar
It kinda suxs that I wasn't able to burn any calories today, but I hope to be up tomorrow morning for a run. I'm still feeling a little under the weather, but I wanted to blog day one before heading back to sleep.
Done Phat Chic
Breakfast-Protein shake from Jamba Juice
Late Lunch-Grilled fish,cajun rice, and veggies from Long John Silvers
Snack-Apple sauce
Dinner-Half a Special K meal bar
It kinda suxs that I wasn't able to burn any calories today, but I hope to be up tomorrow morning for a run. I'm still feeling a little under the weather, but I wanted to blog day one before heading back to sleep.
Done Phat Chic
The Ugly Cupcake Society Challenge
Ok, remember the exciting blog I bumped into during the week well I am now a VERY proud member of the Ugly Cupcake Society. I am SUPER excited to be a part of this society simply because everything that the Ugly Cupcake Society stands for I believe. I may not be a top notch cupcake, but I am happy with being different.
Last night I signed up for the first Ugly Cupcake Challenge. The challenge is to lose 5 lbs. in one week. Can it be done? Well you will have to stay tuned and find out if it can be! I honestly believe that anything can be achieved if your mind is put to the test.
So tonight I ate my last enjoyable meal like I always do before starting a new diet. I kinda over did it with the ice cream sandwich that was calling my name in the freezer. I wish that was the only food calling my name. I cooked my favorite Enchilda w/hashbrown dinner for dinner. I snacked while making them so I ended up eating one enchilda, a scoop of beans, and hashbrowns. I usually drink water with all my meals, but yesterday knowing that I was going on this challenge diet, I drank a soda. I wish I could say it was a 12oz can, but it turns out to be a 24oz. bottle. I have no idea what came over me, but I know that my cal count was well over what was suppose to be consumed.
I am excited to start this weight loss challenge tomorrow, because like many defeat isn’t an option for me. I have been on and off the wagon of dieting. I really needed something to pick me up again and make me accountable. As I sit here blogging I am making the promise to you and myself that I am going to follow this challenge through. Through with no sneek ups or cheat meals. I am going to blog my daily meals and workouts so I can be accountable to myself for each day. I will not weigh myself until the morning of April 9th when weigh in is due. Wish me luck!
Done Phat Chic
Last night I signed up for the first Ugly Cupcake Challenge. The challenge is to lose 5 lbs. in one week. Can it be done? Well you will have to stay tuned and find out if it can be! I honestly believe that anything can be achieved if your mind is put to the test.
So tonight I ate my last enjoyable meal like I always do before starting a new diet. I kinda over did it with the ice cream sandwich that was calling my name in the freezer. I wish that was the only food calling my name. I cooked my favorite Enchilda w/hashbrown dinner for dinner. I snacked while making them so I ended up eating one enchilda, a scoop of beans, and hashbrowns. I usually drink water with all my meals, but yesterday knowing that I was going on this challenge diet, I drank a soda. I wish I could say it was a 12oz can, but it turns out to be a 24oz. bottle. I have no idea what came over me, but I know that my cal count was well over what was suppose to be consumed.
I am excited to start this weight loss challenge tomorrow, because like many defeat isn’t an option for me. I have been on and off the wagon of dieting. I really needed something to pick me up again and make me accountable. As I sit here blogging I am making the promise to you and myself that I am going to follow this challenge through. Through with no sneek ups or cheat meals. I am going to blog my daily meals and workouts so I can be accountable to myself for each day. I will not weigh myself until the morning of April 9th when weigh in is due. Wish me luck!
Done Phat Chic
I'm Done..
A couple of days ago I was reading some of the blogs that I follow and came across a very instresting point of view. A point of view of being different than others, but also accepting yourself in its entirely. Everyone seriously needs to check out the blog website of http://thefatchickweigh.blogspot.com. This woman came up with the comparison of a cupcake and a muffin. The cupcake being a the most beautiful, perfectly tanned, shiny hair, perfect body, and makeup perfectly put on. This would be your typical perfect girl accepted by society. On the other hand you have a muffin whose hair isn't so perfectly placed, makeup not to its perfection, skin that isn't as shiny, and body which appears unportion.
This woman's blog made perfect sense to me on how I was a muffin. I have never been that one person to be completely accepted by society or community for that matter. I am the muffin with the pretty face, but body doesn't match. I am the muffin that every guy sees as "Your pretty, but we are better as friends." I'm the muffin with the brains, but not so hot. I am the muffin with the unportion body. The muffin whose tan gets done by the good old sun. The muffin that is better as a friend than a girlfriend.
For most of my life I felt exactly how this woman put it. "The Muffin.." Too many times I have been in situations where I felt that I just wasn't good enough. I have never been one to admire what others have, but I have thought about what it would be like to be what everyone considers "average normal." To me that is the girl who can put on a brand name pair of jeans and make heads turn. The girl who puts little efforts in her appearance and still looks hot. The girl who can eat a snicker bar w/a coke and not gain any WEIGHT.
I shouldn't say unfortuantely because I have been blessed with some of lifes blessings, but I'm not the cupcake. I have struggled with weight for as far as I can think of. I couldn't always wear the "in" style clothing because they rarely carried my size. I never had the perfect flowing hair, but at least I had hair. I'm not the girl that guys chased. Reading that part over it doesn't seem so bad, but I guess at times it could be. I was always the friend or cousin that got asked about the friend/cousin. I was the friend who gave advice to things I've never experienced. The friend who is asked to tag along on a date so the friend isn't scared.
This is by far not the reason for my weight loss journey. I am losing weight for me. Its in order for me to lead and be an example to others as well as my son that nothing is impossible. Its in order for me to set the example for many and make aware that your health is important. I'm not going to sit here and say that the fashion or attention is not part of it. Because if I did I would be lying. It does play a very small factor in the equation. What woman doesn't want to look and feel her best? Who doesn't want to wear the "in" fashion? Who doesn't want to be asked out on a date? Or admired because you look good? If anyone can tell you those things don't matter they are the ones lying.
Sure, I'm not being chased, but my time will come. And I can't eat a snicker bar without making the scale move. I have to workout a ton to lose weight. I eat like what many call a "bird," but I am content. I am on this jjourney to finally discover me at its full potential. So what does it matter if we are muffins? Accept who you are in your own skin and remember change starts with you.
Done Phat Chic :)
This woman's blog made perfect sense to me on how I was a muffin. I have never been that one person to be completely accepted by society or community for that matter. I am the muffin with the pretty face, but body doesn't match. I am the muffin that every guy sees as "Your pretty, but we are better as friends." I'm the muffin with the brains, but not so hot. I am the muffin with the unportion body. The muffin whose tan gets done by the good old sun. The muffin that is better as a friend than a girlfriend.
For most of my life I felt exactly how this woman put it. "The Muffin.." Too many times I have been in situations where I felt that I just wasn't good enough. I have never been one to admire what others have, but I have thought about what it would be like to be what everyone considers "average normal." To me that is the girl who can put on a brand name pair of jeans and make heads turn. The girl who puts little efforts in her appearance and still looks hot. The girl who can eat a snicker bar w/a coke and not gain any WEIGHT.
I shouldn't say unfortuantely because I have been blessed with some of lifes blessings, but I'm not the cupcake. I have struggled with weight for as far as I can think of. I couldn't always wear the "in" style clothing because they rarely carried my size. I never had the perfect flowing hair, but at least I had hair. I'm not the girl that guys chased. Reading that part over it doesn't seem so bad, but I guess at times it could be. I was always the friend or cousin that got asked about the friend/cousin. I was the friend who gave advice to things I've never experienced. The friend who is asked to tag along on a date so the friend isn't scared.
This is by far not the reason for my weight loss journey. I am losing weight for me. Its in order for me to lead and be an example to others as well as my son that nothing is impossible. Its in order for me to set the example for many and make aware that your health is important. I'm not going to sit here and say that the fashion or attention is not part of it. Because if I did I would be lying. It does play a very small factor in the equation. What woman doesn't want to look and feel her best? Who doesn't want to wear the "in" fashion? Who doesn't want to be asked out on a date? Or admired because you look good? If anyone can tell you those things don't matter they are the ones lying.
Sure, I'm not being chased, but my time will come. And I can't eat a snicker bar without making the scale move. I have to workout a ton to lose weight. I eat like what many call a "bird," but I am content. I am on this jjourney to finally discover me at its full potential. So what does it matter if we are muffins? Accept who you are in your own skin and remember change starts with you.
Done Phat Chic :)
Ugly Cupcake Society
After reading another blog and feeling the excitment and acceptance she felt joinig this society, I had to see what all the talk was about. I absolutely loved the whole meaning behind the "Ugly Cupcake Society." I am now a proud member of the Ugly Cupcake Society.
The Ugly Cupcake Society was discovered and brought to life by a woman whose blog site is http://thefatchickweigh.blogspot.com. Bascially this woman wrote what many of us probably thought, but she had guts enough to post it. The cupcakes are used to symbolize the perfect look, and muffins who aren't just the same, but are fine with being different.
I have no problem with being different, so who cares if I am not the hottest cupcake on the block. I love being a muffin!! So those of you who don't mind being different either and are up for the Ugly Cupcake Society challenge click on the cupcake/muffin link to become a member. I nominate all of you to join us!!
Have a Muffin time!! :)
The Ugly Cupcake Society was discovered and brought to life by a woman whose blog site is http://thefatchickweigh.blogspot.com. Bascially this woman wrote what many of us probably thought, but she had guts enough to post it. The cupcakes are used to symbolize the perfect look, and muffins who aren't just the same, but are fine with being different.
I have no problem with being different, so who cares if I am not the hottest cupcake on the block. I love being a muffin!! So those of you who don't mind being different either and are up for the Ugly Cupcake Society challenge click on the cupcake/muffin link to become a member. I nominate all of you to join us!!
Have a Muffin time!! :)
6.2 Mile run/walk
Ok, so I am kinda getting bored of my same workout mornings. It usually consist of me dropping my son off at school and then heading to the gym for an hour or so. This routine is something I do non stop weekly. Well yesterday I caught myself feeling like I didn't want to hit the gym. I knew that if I went I was probably going to end up walking for 15min and the other time walking around the gym deciding what weight machine to do. To top it off I would be driving home feeling unaccomplished for the day.
So I decided to change it up. Its true when someone tells you running on a treadmill is nothing like running on the actually ground. When I am running on the treadmill I can last anywhere from 4-6miles. Ask me about the ground run and thats a different story. Eventhough it maybe a little struggle running outside I push my self just as hard as I do in the gym. Defeat for me isn't an option. I will push myself until I can no longer push. As scary as it sounded I took my workout outside today.
It was very nice out today. It wasn't too cool or too hot. I had already mapped out the route may days ago. I am currently training for a 5K run here and needed an alt place to run a 5K. This is only to see how much my body can take and how much work I needed before the race. Feeling kinda blah at first I walked my first 2 miles. This is only so I could warm-up my muscles. After seeing another person across the road running I was like heck no he isn't going to be the only person running today. Yes I know it sounds wicked! I tend to trick my mind into things so I can get pumped to run, even if it mean the other person not even knowing it. After reading that section back I don't think that made much sense, lol!
Anyways,the run/walk turned out to be the GREATEST workout ever. I might be doing that again very soon just because I got fresh air, and a chance to clear my mind!
Hope everyone had a great work out today!
So I decided to change it up. Its true when someone tells you running on a treadmill is nothing like running on the actually ground. When I am running on the treadmill I can last anywhere from 4-6miles. Ask me about the ground run and thats a different story. Eventhough it maybe a little struggle running outside I push my self just as hard as I do in the gym. Defeat for me isn't an option. I will push myself until I can no longer push. As scary as it sounded I took my workout outside today.
It was very nice out today. It wasn't too cool or too hot. I had already mapped out the route may days ago. I am currently training for a 5K run here and needed an alt place to run a 5K. This is only to see how much my body can take and how much work I needed before the race. Feeling kinda blah at first I walked my first 2 miles. This is only so I could warm-up my muscles. After seeing another person across the road running I was like heck no he isn't going to be the only person running today. Yes I know it sounds wicked! I tend to trick my mind into things so I can get pumped to run, even if it mean the other person not even knowing it. After reading that section back I don't think that made much sense, lol!
Anyways,the run/walk turned out to be the GREATEST workout ever. I might be doing that again very soon just because I got fresh air, and a chance to clear my mind!
Hope everyone had a great work out today!
Workouts
Looking back from where I am now on my workouts and where I started I literally amaze myself. When I first started going to the gym I could barely work out for 30 min. I started off by walking on the treadmill for 15 mins. Everytime I went back I would add a minute or two onto the 15 min I orginially started.
At my first trainer meeting I nearly choked when she told me I needed to walk at a 4.0 speed to burn any calories. Okay did she not see that I was OVERWEIGHT, but I listened. I figured she knew what she was talking about since she was the trainer. Needless to say I did try the 4.0 speed and well I could barely keep the pace. Sure I was sweating, but I don't think it was from the walking it had to be me concentrating so hard not to fall off the darn machine. Honestly, I think that was the last day I walked at a 4.0. I am no trainer, but I do know my body and how much it can take. In saying that I of coursed walked at a speed of 3.2 to warm up. After 5 min I would bump the speed every 5 min until I reached 3.8. The incline is another portions that I would continuesly move up. I kept this routinue until I thought I could carry a conversation with someone without getting winded.
Many overweight people would never step into the gym because of fright. Fright because the crowd you bump into at a gym are individuals who work out and look their best. Personally I was one of those people who NEVER saw my self at a gym. I always felt that someone would judge me for stepping foot in one. I've been extremly hard on myself since beginning this journey. I felt like people would be looking at me with judegment eyes while I worked out. But when enough becomes enough and your tired of being tired none of that crap matters. Once I stopped worrying what others thought about me and accepted me for me. I was able to go into that gym and not care if some skinny chic on the treadmill was looking at me while I did my routine. Its from that point when you actually get tired of accepting what others think of you. When in reality only GOD can judge.
Now I am glad I got over my fright bump because the gym is my santuary. Its a place now where I can escape this crazy place called "life." I can now say proudly that I am gym junkie and careless what you think of me. The gym has become my 2nd home from home. Gym members are the sweetest people I could have ever met. And I now know that they aren't judging me, they are encouraging me.
I change my workout routinue weekly due to getting bored very easily. Its good for the body to try new things. Once your body gets used to your daily workouts no progress will show. While I am training for runs I run daily. I start my workouts with a brisky comfortable warm up walk..usually at a 3.5 speed. Then gradually moving the speed up to 4.2. Once I warm up I start running at a 4.9 and finish with a 6.0. Depending on time I try to run anywhere from 15-60 minutes. Stretching is very important before and after your walks or runs. I also do some weight training. My workout consist of 60-120min sessions.
Hope this helps some of you all! :)
At my first trainer meeting I nearly choked when she told me I needed to walk at a 4.0 speed to burn any calories. Okay did she not see that I was OVERWEIGHT, but I listened. I figured she knew what she was talking about since she was the trainer. Needless to say I did try the 4.0 speed and well I could barely keep the pace. Sure I was sweating, but I don't think it was from the walking it had to be me concentrating so hard not to fall off the darn machine. Honestly, I think that was the last day I walked at a 4.0. I am no trainer, but I do know my body and how much it can take. In saying that I of coursed walked at a speed of 3.2 to warm up. After 5 min I would bump the speed every 5 min until I reached 3.8. The incline is another portions that I would continuesly move up. I kept this routinue until I thought I could carry a conversation with someone without getting winded.
Many overweight people would never step into the gym because of fright. Fright because the crowd you bump into at a gym are individuals who work out and look their best. Personally I was one of those people who NEVER saw my self at a gym. I always felt that someone would judge me for stepping foot in one. I've been extremly hard on myself since beginning this journey. I felt like people would be looking at me with judegment eyes while I worked out. But when enough becomes enough and your tired of being tired none of that crap matters. Once I stopped worrying what others thought about me and accepted me for me. I was able to go into that gym and not care if some skinny chic on the treadmill was looking at me while I did my routine. Its from that point when you actually get tired of accepting what others think of you. When in reality only GOD can judge.
Now I am glad I got over my fright bump because the gym is my santuary. Its a place now where I can escape this crazy place called "life." I can now say proudly that I am gym junkie and careless what you think of me. The gym has become my 2nd home from home. Gym members are the sweetest people I could have ever met. And I now know that they aren't judging me, they are encouraging me.
I change my workout routinue weekly due to getting bored very easily. Its good for the body to try new things. Once your body gets used to your daily workouts no progress will show. While I am training for runs I run daily. I start my workouts with a brisky comfortable warm up walk..usually at a 3.5 speed. Then gradually moving the speed up to 4.2. Once I warm up I start running at a 4.9 and finish with a 6.0. Depending on time I try to run anywhere from 15-60 minutes. Stretching is very important before and after your walks or runs. I also do some weight training. My workout consist of 60-120min sessions.
Hope this helps some of you all! :)
Getting Started
It was hard for me to actually notice what I had done to myself. I finally got a wake up call when I was in a dressing room one day trying on some new clothes. My jeans had been fitting a little tighter than normal. At first I thought it was because the pair was getting a little worn out. Like any woman I grabbed the current size I was wearing 24w then not getting them past my hip. “GEEZ,” immediately popped into mind along with thinking I had to walk back out there and pick up size 26/28w. Every excuse and beyond was being thought on why I no longer could fit into my size 24w. “I just ate, bloated,C-section, baby weight, etc...” the list could have gone on for miles and miles. Every thought except “I did this to myself!” was admitted. Sure I’m a mom and like any mother carried baby weight after pregnancy, but that wasn’t the whole answer. I had to come to terms with I ate like there was no tomorrow and gained this weight. Eating too much of BAD foods and NO exercise would lead you to a path I was on. I simply made these changes below that would lead me through my weight loss journey.
Its important to keep in mind once I finally convinced myself that I needed to do this I did most of my start diet through cold turkey. I tended to be very hard on myself in the beginning. And this does not work for everyone. This is the only way I could have begun.
NO MORE:
Sweets
Sodas
White Bread
White Pastas
ONLY ALLOWED
Veggies/Salads
Some Fruits
Sugar-free Jell-O
Chicken
Fish
Lots of water (about 10 8oz cups per day)
Its important to keep in mind once I finally convinced myself that I needed to do this I did most of my start diet through cold turkey. I tended to be very hard on myself in the beginning. And this does not work for everyone. This is the only way I could have begun.
NO MORE:
Sweets
Sodas
White Bread
White Pastas
ONLY ALLOWED
Veggies/Salads
Some Fruits
Sugar-free Jell-O
Chicken
Fish
Lots of water (about 10 8oz cups per day)
How I got inspired to start this journey..
"Only you can make a change in yourself when you are ready..not when others are ready for you to make the change..."
I absolutely live by this quote. I have always struggled with my weight. I think the last time I was a size small was when I was 10. I can almost recall that once I entered my high school years the weight gain started increasing. I guess it could have been taking other courses instead of gym that contributed to my weight. As the numbers on the scale starting becoming high digits my parents started harping on me to lose weight. Though they never seemed to help the situation either by always buying "us" snacks that weren't healthy, but I knew me being healthy was a concern. The fact of having diabetes on both sides of my family could have played apart on why my parents harped so much. The odds would definitely be against me: overweight, Hispanic, and genetics, but thoughts of getting that disease honestly never crossed my mind. Seriously, who in high school is thinking about getting an incurable disease? Especially when the pressure of having high grades so you can get into a good college or fitting in with the "cool" crowd thinks about long term health. I can be honest and say now that it never crossed my mind.
Officially I have been dieting ever since I could remember, but never loss much weight. I have never been an athletic person or really cared much about playing sports. Growing up in a family full of boys you would have thought I would have been a (n) sports junkie. Sports just weren’t my thing growing up. The pressure of losing weight became very annoying to me due to not seeing anything wrong with my weight at the time. Plus, I was no where near weighing 200lbs. My highest weight during my teen years was probably 183lbs and again to me that wasn't fat. To weigh that much and still be able to fit into the "in" jeans I considered myself normal.
I have been through many obstacles that probably should have inspired me to make changes in my life. I believe that everyone could want the best for you, but until you want the best it means nothing. As much as everyone wanted me to lose the weight and be healthy I never did it. I felt like I never had the drive or need to lose weight. The quote at the beginning of this blog is basically my story. How could I make a change in myself if I just wasn't ready or want it bad enough. As a parent you want the very best for your child, but in my case just because my parents wanted me to lose the weight I didn't want it. Basically no one can make you do anything you don't want to do. The pressure of being healthy just misdirected me more from becoming healthy.
Until a year ago I felt like I was happy in my oversized body. And never took into consideration death. My dad passed away July 8,2008 of an illness that had nothing to do with obesity. He was a very active man who served our country and moled his children to be the best people they can be. Looking back I never felt that such a death would turn my world upside down for the better. I started realzing that tomorrow isn't promised to us nor the day after. Flashes of life suddenly began entering my eyes of all the things I still hadn't done or the people I dearly loved that I would leave behind. One of those people being my son. Once having a child you want nothing, but the best for them. In my case I didn't want my son growing up without a mother or telling his friends his mom died because she was too selfish to lose weight. The emotions I felt not having my dad around effected me to a point where the light bulb finally turned on. I needed to lose this weight once and for all. I needed to be around to watch my son grow up. I needed to experience all lifes obstacles.
"Because of you dad..I am finally doing something that I never thought possible...Its never too late to be the person you always dreamed yourself being."
Jessica
I absolutely live by this quote. I have always struggled with my weight. I think the last time I was a size small was when I was 10. I can almost recall that once I entered my high school years the weight gain started increasing. I guess it could have been taking other courses instead of gym that contributed to my weight. As the numbers on the scale starting becoming high digits my parents started harping on me to lose weight. Though they never seemed to help the situation either by always buying "us" snacks that weren't healthy, but I knew me being healthy was a concern. The fact of having diabetes on both sides of my family could have played apart on why my parents harped so much. The odds would definitely be against me: overweight, Hispanic, and genetics, but thoughts of getting that disease honestly never crossed my mind. Seriously, who in high school is thinking about getting an incurable disease? Especially when the pressure of having high grades so you can get into a good college or fitting in with the "cool" crowd thinks about long term health. I can be honest and say now that it never crossed my mind.
Officially I have been dieting ever since I could remember, but never loss much weight. I have never been an athletic person or really cared much about playing sports. Growing up in a family full of boys you would have thought I would have been a (n) sports junkie. Sports just weren’t my thing growing up. The pressure of losing weight became very annoying to me due to not seeing anything wrong with my weight at the time. Plus, I was no where near weighing 200lbs. My highest weight during my teen years was probably 183lbs and again to me that wasn't fat. To weigh that much and still be able to fit into the "in" jeans I considered myself normal.
I have been through many obstacles that probably should have inspired me to make changes in my life. I believe that everyone could want the best for you, but until you want the best it means nothing. As much as everyone wanted me to lose the weight and be healthy I never did it. I felt like I never had the drive or need to lose weight. The quote at the beginning of this blog is basically my story. How could I make a change in myself if I just wasn't ready or want it bad enough. As a parent you want the very best for your child, but in my case just because my parents wanted me to lose the weight I didn't want it. Basically no one can make you do anything you don't want to do. The pressure of being healthy just misdirected me more from becoming healthy.
Until a year ago I felt like I was happy in my oversized body. And never took into consideration death. My dad passed away July 8,2008 of an illness that had nothing to do with obesity. He was a very active man who served our country and moled his children to be the best people they can be. Looking back I never felt that such a death would turn my world upside down for the better. I started realzing that tomorrow isn't promised to us nor the day after. Flashes of life suddenly began entering my eyes of all the things I still hadn't done or the people I dearly loved that I would leave behind. One of those people being my son. Once having a child you want nothing, but the best for them. In my case I didn't want my son growing up without a mother or telling his friends his mom died because she was too selfish to lose weight. The emotions I felt not having my dad around effected me to a point where the light bulb finally turned on. I needed to lose this weight once and for all. I needed to be around to watch my son grow up. I needed to experience all lifes obstacles.
"Because of you dad..I am finally doing something that I never thought possible...Its never too late to be the person you always dreamed yourself being."
Jessica
This is me..
I am an outgoing 26 year old mom,college student, sister, and daughter who was sick of being overweight. I was tired of being tired and not feeling good about myself. I've lost approximately 60 pounds with diet and exercise. I am proveing to family and friends that you can lose weight without a MAGIC pill. Seriously they don't exist. Though I am still on this journey I hope to inspire and help someone along the way.
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