Posts by msn3rd702

GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS I NEED YOUR HELP

Okay.  Seriously.  Like I NEED your actions.  Well, I don't need them but it would be nice :))

Here is the thing:  A few months ago I was like PERSONALLY invited to submit a recipe to the POM 2009 recipe contest by the woman who like, coordinates it.  Sooo it has finally rolled around and I submitted my entry tonight.  WOO!  So.  As of DEC 1st, they are opening up voting to the public (ya'll) so they can choose their favorite recipe (mine).  Now, the GRAND PRIZE winner of the competition gets $4,000 and a year long contract blogging with POM as their token foodie sweetheart (UM ME PLEASE AKA MY DREAM COME TRUE!?).  But, there can also be a community winner....so if I don't win the GRAND PRIZE (omg jizz) at least maybe I can get $30 worth of free pomegranate juice?

So if you would please, show me you love me and help me become famous (ha-ha-ha-right) and vote for me once it's open to the public.  

And tell your friends.  I love you!!!

(my recipe link)

http://pomwonderful.com/community/pom-chicken -tagine-with-orange-scented-brown-rice/

I love stuffing...just not Stove Top!!  LOL

Peace, love, and turkey ya'll.  See you this weekend (or Friday)!

PS--Totally finished w2d2 of the c25k today! :D

PPS--I lurve you Asia!

Dalma: Awesome!!!  I am so happy for you.  I can't wait to see pics of you in the backless mini (jealous jealous jealous!).

Brit: You go girl.  I am so glad you are really taking control and keeping a tight hold on those reins.  Before you know it, your summer jeans will fit again and Waffles will probably be thanking you too.

Asia: As long as you are okay with the consequences, I say enjoy your holiday if you can do it guilt-free.  Do it!  It is OKAY to over eat every now and then as long as you don't GUILT over it.  I think that is the key.  Because when we feel guilty or like we have "given up" or whatever...then it's easier to slip back into the wasteland.

Tomorrow: I am eating turkey breast...no skin.  I am enjoying as MUCH of my freaking brussels sprouts as I want.  I mean like 1 cup is less than 90 calories mmmk?  ONE roll. Maybe 2 bites of Erik's heart attack casserole...skipping the Stove Top (gross).  Water or unsweetened tea..yay!  

I am totally having a couple bites of each of my pies that I am taking though...because I am totally taking a pecan and an egg custard pie.

We so got this yall!

And today...Erik took me to his workplace at the university orthopedic center to meet some coworkers and I TOTALLY declined like, all of their party-food-crappery!  score!

I was going to say a lot of awesome stuff...but then my mom called with a recipe for egg custard pie and I totally forgot.

Happy pre-Thanksgiving YAWLLL

Haha. JACK mormon! He still has his spiritual beliefs, but disagrees with the way The Church operates.  That is okay with me.  He and his family are very open minded, so it works out.

And yeah....I was totally delusional.  I was trying too too hard to make it work.  I finally came to the realization though, that I could "make it work" forever or go and be ACTUALLY HAPPY.  So I went with the latter and haven't regretted it for a second.

And yes, Michael kept BOTH of my baby boy princes.  And he has pics of his new skank on the couch with MY RUDY and she commented on it and was all "Rudy loves me now" and I was just like "bitchface" but I didn't say anything...lol.

Erik and I got a maine coon kitten.  Her name is Neko and she is getting her hoohaa chopped out tomorrow morning!

LURVE!  I LURVE THE WORD LURVE LMAO!

And I can totally vouche for the meat-less crumblies tacos.  I used to be vegetarian....and while I try to avoid soy now because of my mom's cancer(s)...I still totally indulge every now and then.  (Yes, I am a freak. I consider soy an indulgence lol!)  I really suggest the GO LEAN! meatless crumbles.  I use them for tacos, sloppy joes, queso dip (lmao), fried rice...spaghetti sauce...you name it.

You should be able to find them in your produce section where the tofu is.  Also...their hotdogs are the SHIZZZ and like 20 cal or something really stupid.  

Brit: Yes!  No more (probably I really think so) cheating, lazy, lying, hateful, indifferent, blah blah blah scum bag EX fiance.  I totally left him AND VEGAS.  I am chilling (literally..I'm freezing my balls off up here after 3 years in Vegas) in Salt Lake City with my best-friend-turned-boyfriend--Erik.

Michael and I...our relationship was dead for like 2 years almost.   We fought non stop.  I gained 120 lbs.  I fell into massive depression.  I did lots of bad things to myself.  I tried to leave over and over and over but he always made it so hard!  I finally grew some nuts and told him to eff the eff off, because I was effing leaving his assola.  And then I told Erik I was moving back to North Cackalackin and he like, started bawling.  He has always lived in SLC, but he would drive to Vegas like EVERY OTHER WEEKEND to hang out with me and we were always texting and on the phone and junk.  He was like, please don't go to NC and shut yourself off and be sad and lonely.  I swear if you will stay out here with me I will make you so happy.

And really, this is just how like,  ridiculous my life is.  I had totally fallen in love with him ANYWAY while I was still with Michael (read: dead relationship) so I was like OMG YES yes yes yes yes!  But I was going to go back to NC anyway because I was like "What will my mom think and all my friends?  I am such a skeezer!"

But I was never unfaithful to that man while we were together.  And I decided eff what other people might think about me for leaving devastation to find happiness.  SOOOOOO

I moved to Salt Lake City 2 months ago and Erik and I are living happily ever after (Note: virgin [NOT ANYMORE WINK] jack mormon boy) and my family is ECSTATIC with how happy I am and sound and live.  

Fin.  

The moral: fairy tales do exist?  Or my life is just really bizarre.

I really don't have many clothes at all.  Like, I am getting worried because my "fat clothes" are all getting ridiculously too big for me.  I bought like 3 pair of pants in 24, then wore those until my current 16s of which I only have 2 pairs and 1 pair of 14s I fit in...and I have a good deal of jeans to get me through to the size 8s...but...shirts?  Nope. Dresses?  Nope. Panties? Nope.  I mean most of my dresses I have are dresses I was wearing when I was 50 lbs heavier and they look like potato sacks on me.  I haven't been buying myself new clothes as rewards or because I need them as I have been losing. Like I said yesterday, I didn't even REALIZE how much I lost this year because I have literally only seen 3-5 lbs at a time.

When I was gaining and then when I was at my heaviest, I was so depressed about my size that I never bought myself clothes because I didn't feel like I deserved to have nice things when I was so disgusting.  But, I had a lot of other stuff going on then too.  

My socks will still fit, I reckon...

Last night I was thinking about stuff...all this weight stuff and my lifestyle now and then and blah blah blah.  I realized I have been a notorious binger my entire life....and then not purging was the reason I gained 100+ lbs within a year.  And even this year, I had my binge episodes.

And then I realized that over the past 3 months I haven't thought about it once or had the same physical compulsion to do it at all.  I feel like maybe I have really actually finally released whatever it was compelling me to do that to myself.  It made me feel really peaceful.

I have given up fantasies of being like a 32 C someday.  I'm just happy I'm not rolling around with effing Fs anymore.  Holy crap.

Presents: To keep life awesome for the next 60 (70?) lbs, I have decided that I deserve presents for my final four major milestones, and Erik is obliging haha!  No seriously, he was like THAT IS A GREAT IDEA.  He and I have been friends since I was around 260 and has been a great support to me during all this fat releasing.  So yeah, now I have even MORE motivation--presentssss!  So I am at 214.5 now...here is the present break(it)down.

198 lbs: 80 lbs lost and a BMI under 30...no longer obese! 
Present: 20 lbs medicine ball

175 lbs: Almost back to my former size and only "mildly overweight" and over  100 lbs lost
Present: Sexy lingerie (his idea LOL)

160 lbs: Back to my former size and the smallest I have ever been as an adult.  My old 8s and 10s *should* fit again and I will no longer be considered overwight.
Present: A new, hot swimming suit!

145 lbs: THE FINAL GOAL OMGWTFWEE.  I have never been this small.  I anticipate a 6/8 pant.  Maybe my boobs will drop to DD...  Total weight loss--133 lbs!
Present: A sexy new LBD (little black dress) and a night out on the town to celebrate!  

Mupps: Well, I knew that buying three bras for me was going to be around $120 anyway.  I can't go to Target and get a $15 dollar bra because they won't fit into a $15 Target bra.  And really, I would have only saved like an extra $20 if I had ordered them yesterday, but this way I will hopefully get them by Friday..

I got a SPORTS BRA because my other one is falling apart.  A regular, seamless full coverage deal, and a really cute and sexy French push up (ooh la la, oui?) for you know.  Looking hot.

I feel like I have said a lot of the things Dalma has said before, but I always got responses of "People work differently, that doesn't work for me I have tried everything" etc from a lot of people here....and it has made me really hesitant to open my mouth period when someone is bemoaning their struggles.  That is okay....I have only lost like 65 lbs and Dalma has lost like over 100 so of course I guess she has more credibility.  I am glad for whatever reason everyone is more receptive, open minded (and open hearted), and really battling now.  I don't think it has gotten any "easier" in the sense that I am still fighting just as hard....but once you get into a routine and find your mindset and your strength it doesn't feel like as much work on a day-to-day scale.  Challenges are always going to pop up to try to kick you in the teeth, and then you revert back to 60 seconds at a time until you get through it.  It will be okay but you DO have to admit to yourself that it is probably the hardest thing you have ever done, hard.  That you MIGHT fail occasionally.   That failing DOESN'T mean that you have totally effed up for ever.  

Hi can I join??  I second Wednesday Weigh-Ins.  I am just starting week 2 of the couch to 5k challenge, so this will be great motivation to stick with it :)

Age: 22

Height: 68"

Current weight: 215 lbs

Goal weight by V Day: 200 lbs

I totally agree with Dalma's mini goal approach...and the part about hitting rock bottom.  For me it was suddenly not being able to take my groceries up to my (then) second story apartment without having to stop at the top for 10 minutes before I could get another armful.  I was so ashamed and disgusted with myself that a basic part of living had me so winded and exhausted that I cried for three days.

I have to take things 3-5 lbs at a time.  Every.  Single.  Step.  I get overwhelmed if I think of breaking through 10 lbs or even a pant size.  It's like, too much for me to comprehend that I can accomplish.   I have been SO focused on my 5 lb goals that I didn't even realize until THIS WEEK that I have lost over sixty pounds so far (AND I can totally take 30-40 lbs worth of groceries up to my THIRD story apartment now without breaking a sweat!).

Muppers I think your goals are terrific.  I hope that making a conscious effort to really enjoy and savor your food will help satisfy you more and aide you in developing intuitive eating habits.  

Come live with me and let's turn into skinny bias together?

I know you can't :(  The only way I know to overcome an addiction (and I think I have overcome a few but I don't know) is to suffer through with drawl.  I mean, I reckon it is part of it.  In the past year I have given up smoking, caffeine, World of Warcraft (and horrible men), and I think my food addiction too.  I still love food, but I don't mentally and physically crave it the way I used to.  

And it really sucks.  And it is okay to feel desperate and sad.   No one can ask you to view going through maximum suckage with a big dopey grin on your face.  But don't let  desperation and sadness fuel what you are fighting so that the addiction becomes stronger.  You are stronger.  Even if you don't believe it, you are stronger and you have to fake it until you make it.  

If will power and accountability aren't enough to help you make it through, I can think of something else...but it's gross and a little expensive and I generally wouldn't advise it to anyone.

But Alli.  

I tried it, and didn't see much help because I already had a handle on what was going on with my eating.  And I dislike it because you CAN eat a healthy, balanced meal with over 15g of fat that is still moderately low-cal.  But once you exceed that little mark....you know....you suffer the consequences.  

I don't know.  I really wish I could help you like in real life every day and give you strength :(

Mornin' ladies!  It is awfully cold here.  Last night as Erik and I were leaving to go to his sisters', the  heavens opened up and dropped a couple inches of snow on us.  Of course...living in Vegas for several years I was white-knuckled and holding my breath the entire freeway drive (in the dark with zero visibility due to the snow), but Erik has lived in this crap his whole life and obviously got me there and back safely.   Mondo post inc...

Ummm my pork was teh SHIZ and also, my slaw (made with JFG mayo that I made my mom MAIL me from NC!  LMAO) was like the biggest hit.  I also took an 8x8" dish with 16 pull apart rolls I had made from scratch.  Um, I had 2.  Everyone else had like 3 or 4 and they were totally demolished.  Out of a 5 lb roast, I managed to salvage about a cup of leftover pork for myself...but I did give a cup or two to them because they loved it so much.  AND I totally only had one serving each of pork and slaw, 2 rolls, and a couple tablespoons of fresh whipped cream and berries.  

Exercise: I don't know what has gotten into me over the past couple of weeks.  I feel obsessed.  I am doing my best NOT to view this as a bad thing...I am not doing more than 40 minutes a day, I am not doing retarded cardio every day, I am not doing 1000's of sit ups everyday....so I can't be too crazy.  Still, I feel like all I want to do is move my juicy arse.  Maybe I already have Spring Fever and winter hasn't even started yet.  My abs were sore yesterday from doing ab work for the first time in like, years.  I am taking it slow.  DOMS is my friend, right?  I am also pumped to start the week 2 today and see how I fare.  My routine I have for myself isn't like, amazing...but it's better than nothing.  

Sun, Tues, Thurs: Pilates/yoga style ab work (planks, bicycles, side planks..etc)

Mon, Wed, Fri: c25k

Sun, Thurs: Strength training with my bodylastics

Sat: Like 100% rest day, but I am thinking I want to add a really gentle, easy, yoga to help keep me feeling good.

I got on  the scale this morning to see if 215 was a fluke....it totally wasn't!  I still can't believe it!

Shapie: I seriously love the 100 cal bags of Kettle Corn.  They seriously save my butt from sweet/salty/munchy cravings....and it doesn't feel like a skimpy little portion.  They are so satisfying!  I don't know if I am ready for a Zumba class at the rec center...but I might check out a dvd!  I hope your cold clears up alright...and wow 211 that is awesome!

Dalma: Thanks!  I guess 5mph seems slow to me because I used to run a 5k in 18 minutes and a little change, but I'm also still like 60 lbs heavier than I was when I did that.  I am proud of myself for running period...even granny shuffle speed haha.  What is in a Sex on the Beach?  And desserts are going to be the fall for me too.  I know there will be at least two (my pecan pie and Jenny's pumpkin struesel pie) so I am saying..."Two bites of each, Kari" to myself.  And probably off of Erik's plate.  Or maybe I will cut one slice in half and just leave the other half on the pie pan.  I don't know.  We will get through it.  You have done so awesome I know that you aren't going to get too derailed by some stupid holiday food!

Muppers: No you're a bia! <3  Great job on this weekend.  How do you feel after having had a really awesome food weekend?  

Hey girls!  Last week I totally estimated myself at 220 and was freaking out about getting on the scale today (side: Erik and I got the CUTEST red and pink striped glass scale from Target...it's mega cute!) because I was sure I was going to be like, 225 or 230 or 235....but I got on it.  And....

I am totally 215.2 lbs!  WOOHOOO!  I haven't been under 220 in 2 years at least.  I am officially the smallest I've been in years...it's so weird!  I am feeling really great though, and excited.  CC has put me as reaching my mini goal of 175 by April 26...I could totally be back in a 10/12 by my mom's birthday!  I feel so motivated these days to stay on track and I am finally so happy that stress isn't derailing me every three days.  Yay for good times!

Also I officially finished week 1 of the c25k last night!  My speed is slow....5 mph or 12 minutes a mile. But I really feel like I am ready to jump into week 2 tomorrow because I was totally able to run for 90 seconds on my last run segment instead of just 60 and I didn't feel very much different.  I reckon I will see tomorrow though!

I hope I can stick with the c25k.  Cardio is so hard for me...like I hate doing it beyond reason.  So if I can keep enjoying this and feeling good about myself everytime I finish a workout I really think it will do me a world of awesomeness.

LOVE YOU ALL hope you're all having great weekends!  I am going to Erik's sister's house tonight with a huge pulled pork that has been slow cooking all night (mmmmm) and some COLE SLAW!  YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMM /jizz.

Mid-afternoon boredom.  Friday Fever.  Bleh.

I am kind of nervous about getting a new scale this weekend (I left my other one in Las Vegas with Dipwad) and then stepping on it.  I mean, I want to believe that I have lost weight over the past several weeks that I haven't weighed in--new clothes are fitting, I have more energy, yadda yadaa.  But seriously, it brings me so much anxiety thinking about looking at the number and seeing that I weigh more than I think I might.

I am estimating myself at 220 lbs.  I could deal with seeing you know, as high as 225.  I would be freaking ecstatic to see myself UNDER 220...but I am not holding my breath.

And then really?  I won't really know how accurate that weight is I reckon until NEXT week when I can verify and crap.  

Sigh sigh sigh.

My goal pants are some size 10 jeans from NY & Co that I  pranced around in when I moved to Vegas three years ago.  

And can someone tell me wtf is Zumba? I was looking at the rec centers' in Salt Lake online and they all have ZUMBAAAA.  I feel so out of touch with the times.