Good things come to those who work their asses off and never give up…

           So today marks the 4 months since I started and took my first picture of my weight loss journey.  I have to say overall I’m pretty impressed with the results.  I have had a couple slip ups along the way due to lack of motivation or laziness too much socialization.  All in all I’m glad that I choose to finally take the steps to become healthier and fit.   

Remember this horrific fucking picture?

 and now this:  YAY!

Oh and if your asking... you bet your fucking ass I got one picture taken just of me when the goose and I went to get our pictures taken for mothers day...58 pounds is a fucking a lot of weight! I know this!

Some things I learned along the way: (so far)

Boys are way better workout partners than girls.

Let’s face it GIRLS=DRAMA.  Boys are at the gym to workout except for the occasional checking out of a whore’s female’s ass but overall they are way more dedicated.  So I think we as women should really step it up and show these men what we have…haha!  On a side note not all the girls I go with or see at the gym are undedicated more like occasional lazy bitches! Come on girls!!!

Your mind will give out before your body does.

I’m not going to lie some days I want to fucking throw in the damn towel…I’m either not into it, way too tired or no motivation has been given (yes, imagine that!) The main excuse probably would be it fucking just plain hurts…but one thing I learned is unless you’re actually dying your body will keep going you just have to own it!

You CAN go weeks without eating chocolate and not want to rip someone’s head off.

I really haven’t had any chocolate in about 4 months…now when I say any I mean I was eating chocolate almost every day. I still crave it almost every day but usually I can’t get any and the craving goes away.  I will tell you that those fucking little girls who come around selling their delicious boxes of tasty treats really pissed me off and I had to give in to one minty box of cookies.  What bitches they are…tempting me with those cookies! Three dollars and fifty cents later I wanted to hunt them down!

I still LOVE buying and wearing workout clothes rather than regular clothes.

Oh my goodness…I could forever live in workout clothes.  Enough said!

Healthy food is way too fucking expensive!

Come on really everything good for you is so fucking expensive it’s really ridiculous.  I could by a pint of blueberries or two bags of chips for the same amount.  PLUS you cannot use coupons WTF!

You can give excuses but soon you will run out and have to just man up!

Excuses excuses…we all have them but really your just hurting yourself in the long run.  The effort it takes to make up an excuse you might as well actually go and do the shit your making the excuse for. 

MOTIVATION… MOTIVATION… MOTIVATION!!!!

UGGG! I work best with motivation.  For some crazy reason I cannot do it on my own.  I need someone behind me believing in me and encouraging me.  I know how stupid this sounds but I NEED the positive reinforcement of “you can do it” etc.  I’m weak I will admit it!  Another thing I noticed was that I’m becoming less hardcore and more emotional…apparently as I lose more and more weight I’m turning into more of a weak little girl…What the fuck is up with that! 

Until next time!

Laugh at the confusion of life...smile through the tears...

   Warning this post has nothing to do with weight loss….

        LAUGH at the confusion of life, SMILE through the tears and keep reminding yourself that…EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON and every in the end will turn out fine as long as you have friends.

 Let me first tell you…the last 12 hours have been a fucking nightmare.   Tuesdays and Thursdays are my favorite days at work because the whole team is there.  So it was good as usual and then my phone goes all fucking crazy no texts from anyone…bring the goose to gymnastics and still not one text. This is so silly but I love to save texts from some people because when I need a little encouragement I go back and read them or a good laugh.  I erased all of them you would have thought that someone murdered a puppy in front of me…I was so upset but the phone still did not work.

 I call Brown to see if she is still going to go to spin class, she says yes so I had just enough time to get the Hunger Games book.  My brilliant plan is to read it by Friday.  This may not happen but as you recall not many of my brilliant plans actually become brilliant.  I get to the gym really start opening up to Brown…you would have thought I was drinking…usually I don’t trust girls one bit but I’m just going on and on and on…perhaps too much! We finish spin class and still I am talking for an hour by our cars…on and on and on. LAUGH AT THE CONFUSION OF LIFE!    Seriously someone should have hit the mute button….but no!  Anyway we leave and I go to bed…

THEN ALL the shit hits the fan…literally there was shit all over the wall and the fan…I was so not expecting anything that was going to happen this morning.  Texts started flying in and I was happy about finally getting some communication back.  Seven voice mails. Time to SMILE through the tears and keep reminding yourself that…EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON!

 The girl I work with had had her hours terminated at work…not go at all which means no TEAM time.  I was crushed.  Crying and crying…I text Brown at 6:45 am...I am sorry about waking you so early.   I always value honesty in a friendship and that is extremely hard to come by…even if everything in your mind is telling you to say something else…even a hardcore bitch like myself can see the good in people and where credit is due.  I also tell her that I will no longer be working with them and how horrible it was. 

         She did cheer me up a bit but everyone knows there’s only one person as crazy as it sounds that can make me smile and turn my frown upside down…Gibbs…about 7 am I text him and tell him about it and he tells me look at the silver lining…I love silver and have never hated those words so much in my life. 

           I mean I know that my life is not over I just wasn’t expecting this…It was like I got fired.  I was already prepping myself for summer break which was not going as planned.  Keep telling myself if these people are really great people they will be around even if we can’t see each other every day. 

          Then the nicest thing happened…they wanted to take me somewhere to get my mind off of what horrible stuff happened today…I want to cry just thinking how lucky I am to have such great people in my life…but I’m not crazy…even the best of friendships are not going to take me away from my goal and the fact that spin is tonight…sorry guys!  I do love spin and eveything in the end will turn out fine as long as you have friends. STAY POSTIVE!!!!


Until Next time….

Walk around the house like a fucking champion…

The day before weigh in and I was totally going to push myself to the limit. Like do epic shit.  Wednesday started off at the gym at 8am for spin cycle class. Which by the way I fucking LOVE- 6^th class this week and it’s only Thursday…obsessed…umm no more like a dedicated hardcore bitch.  I went to the morning class with Philly and Potter.  The instructor was really different I have now gone to all of them and she plays the best music but really does some crazy shit.  Picture this: One leg out of the petal up on the handle bar and the other leg still cycling…it hurt like hell but you have got to push through the pain.  We ended class sweating like pigs and worn.

  I had to go take care of some business-apparently social security thinks I’m dead so I had to clear that up then I went to lunch with a friend.  I had a craving for soda so I ask Gibbs how bad would it be if I have one soda…I was just testing him to see what he would say but he said water so that’s what I had and oh it was sooo fucking refreshing…NOT city water sucks.  I wonder what the owner of the gym would say if I bring in a gallon jug next time I go and fill up with the water…who knew that is some delicious shit they have at the gym.

Later in the day I get ahold of Ash and we make plans to go to the gym now usually I go with Ash on Wednesdays as long as our children are not sick.  This happens a lot that we have to cancel it seems to always happen on a Wednesday.  I checked the gym schedule of classes.  YAY another spin class!  I let her know she shoots back the old I’m not sure.   I send her back the… I’ll get there early and grab us two bikes.  Really? She was totally doing it…if my fat ass can make it on the spin cycle she can and she’s a third of my weight. We show up at Spin Class and rock it.  Halfway through we decide to go to Zumba class after…hey why not it’s the day before weigh in and I was going to do epic shit…remember!

Zumba time and holy hell that instructor is HOT!  Although he seems to be a tad on the feminine side but he surely is easy on the eyes, and motivating by really get all hoochie moving and sexifing yourself moving and gyrating. I know I am so uncoordinated but I felt like a pole dancer then reality set in and Im a mother with a foul mouth who is on the overweight side but a person can dream right?  Now let me explain the class to you…I may put on makeup before I go to the gym but these bitches are all hooched up in tight shirts and huge hoop earrings, lipstick, and hair down.  Who the hell can handle their hair down this is not a fashion show bitches and I highly doubt that fine looking ethnic man is looking for some tits and ass…ok maybe ass but not the kind all of us are supplying.  Fuck he was hot! Anyway after looking like a drenched wet dog sweaty and I’m sure stinky we finish the class.  What to do…beefcake room?  I thought about it but I figured let’s move this operation to the elliptical and work what little energy I have left on it.  I went for 15 minutes and some of it backwards.  I wanted to DIE! 

Hop on the scale and pray to god that I lost some weight…I was totally crushed what the hell is going on I spend about 3-4 hours at the gym everyday…not socializing (maybe a little) but I have been busting my fucking ass this week.  No ice tea and still nothing I was still at about 39 pounds.  I wanted to cry pick up the scale and throw it across the fucking gym it just isn’t fair.  I was doing everything…I hated the gym and honestly felt that I am just going to throw in the towel this just isn’t worth the trouble. 

OH WAIT A FUCKING SECOND….after all my bitching and complaining Potter and Ash do the math and guess what?  That fucking right I was wrong…apparently I need a calculator because 246 pounds is a 52 pound loss not 39.  Now here I am looking like a fucking pansy about ready to cry and it was all because I didn’t do the math right.  I really don’t know what the fuck kind of math I was doing. 

The funny thing is that the day before I was really upset about this and was cheered up a little from Gibbs because I thought in the month I only lost 6 pounds.  Sometimes he has a way to put a silver lining on stuff.  Perhaps that’s why I go to him as my primary mode of motivation plus he knows when I am bullshitting him and knows how to tell me like it is.  He’s on to my sneaky behavior and this is probably why he called me a liar when I shoot the OMG 52 pounds text, but it was worth it because I would totally do something like that.  No, I wouldn’t but I did have to explain the fact that I can’t do math and look like a fucking idiot. 

So today is Thursday and I am going to walk around like a fucking champion because with a 52 pound weight loss and 47.5 inches how the fuck can I not act like one.

INCHES/WEIGHT LOST
	11/28/2011		3/15/2012
Arm (right)	17		14
Arm (left)	16.5		14
Hips	55		38
Butt	59.5		53
Bust	52		45
Thigh (right)	29		24
Thigh (left)	30.5		24
Total inches measured	259.5		212
Differences per measure	n/a		47.5
Current Weight	298 lbs.		246 lbs.
Differences in Weight	n/a		-52 lbs.
Pants Size	26/28		20

Until next time….