Sunday, August 31, 2014
Happy Sunday, my Lovelies!! This is Shelby writing to you from the comfort of her own home, on her own computer, with her own internet connection!! It only took two years to make this happen again :)
For those of you who have been following me on my journey, 'A' and I moved into our house on August 22nd. This actually involved three moves, which made for an exhausting weekend. Our house is almost fully unpacked and we are settling in nicely. We are definitely happy about this three day weekend.
I started my new job on August 18th, so there really hasn't been a dull moment to take a breath, let alone find time to blog from work :) The job keeps me busy and challenges me, which is a nice change of pace from what I'm used to. The best part? The fact that it came with a 48% pay increase - perfect timing for the increase of financial responsibilities from being a home renter.
I will admit that I made a splurge purchase before I even have seen my first paycheck. Heck, I made it before I even started the job. I bought half-season tickets for 'A' and myself for the Arizona Diamondbacks (baseball, for those who may not follow). Below is a picture of us from that night. Did I mention that he even caught me a foul ball during this game??
This post is mainly to let you know that I am BACK, baby!!
Today was a good day. 'A' and I started out by trimming up a tree in the front yard. We took his son swimming at Grandma and Grandpa's and came home to make a dinner of steak, corn on the cob and Texas Toast. Good stuff!
Since we've moved into this house, I've taken three morning jogs to get acclimated to my new surroundings. We bought this contraption called the Ab Carver Pro (an exercise wheel), which is supposed to kill my abs into shape. I haven't tried it yet, but 'A' woke up this morning with a tender tummy, so that's a good sign.
Looking forward to blogging and checking in with you beautiful folks much more often.
Signing off for now,
All the best,
Monday, August 04, 2014
I'll be the first to admit I was blown away when I received an email from SparkPeople last night informing me that I was selected as today's Featured Motivator.
I do my best to try to make others feel that they're not alone, because they're not.
As you have seen lately, I've been slipping. I've gotten comfortable, which I think is a horrible word, because I don't feel comfortable. I feel fat again. My pants are tight, my shirts are tight, I won't wear my bikini without a shirt on. I feel comfortable as in: Sure, let's get our 1/2 price shakes at Sonic, let's try that new pretzel bun burger at Wendy's, let's grab pizza on the way home.
The weather in AZ sucks right now. We've had haboobs, which makes running and hiking unsafe. The air is muggy and dirty. We'll have rains just long enough to make our cars dirtier, leaving terrain unsettled and dangerous. Thunderstorms and lightning that shake the ground. Basically, I've been feeling like I don't want to work out indoors because I love being outdoors. So I haven't.
And here I am, twenty pounds heavier than I was at my brother's wedding 10 months ago. 2 pounds a month isn't horrible, you say. Well, I could have gone the other way and lost those 20 pounds to reach my goal for my move-in date.
Obviously that didn't happen. Sometimes I feel that I don't deserve your accolades and kind words. Sometimes I feel like a fraud. I'm trying, but I could try harder. I jog, but I could jog more often. I eat, but I should eat smaller portions.
I motivate, but I could do a better job of it. In three weeks, when I'm moved in to my new house (woo hoo!!), I will have home internet access and will be better able to participate again. I can't wait!!
Thank you for entrusting me with your stories: both setbacks and triumphs. I do not take you for granted.
All my love. XOXO
Monday, July 14, 2014
Bizarre blog title? Maybe so, but bear with me.
I was thinking about my progress the other day, which led me to think about prior times I had attempted to lose weight. This led me to the poignant conclusion that we are not cookie cutter.
And thank God for that, right? How boring life would be! However, it also means that the answer for me is not necessarily the answer for you.
My banana is your apple.
And this is where life becomes tricky. I can tell you about my hikes and jogs and meals, triumphs and letdowns. This should not be construed as any type of 'guarantee'.
Your medical conditions, past experiences, location and preferences could (and should) lead you in a completely different direction, ultimately meeting up with me when our roads cross paths again.
What works for me isn't a slam dunk for others. Heck, it may only be one for me for a short time before I need to step up my game. If I ever talk about something that hasn't worked for me, I'm not recommending that you don't try it. I'm just telling my story. Just because I don't like mushrooms doesn't mean everyone should boycott them, you know?
I guess all I'm trying to say is: DO YOU. Heed some advice. Don't feel bad if you don't take others. Does it feel right for you? Then go for it! Do you know that a certain exercise will kill your bad knees? Modify!
Be smart. Be safe. Have fun. Grunt. Groan. Scream. Sweat. Smile. Laugh. Cry. Love.
Friday, June 27, 2014
Was my last blog seriously written in April?!?!? Man oh man...
Well, life + lack of computer with internet access leads to long posts that are few and far between.
I have slacked a little. I've gained a little weight. Nothing too dramatic, but enough for the pants to feel a little tight. I will not be ashamed of this, or embarrassed by it. It is what it is and I can't go back and change my poor choices. I even updated my stats on my weight ticker. However, I have been working out and eating better for the past two weeks. About 5 of those pounds have melted away yet again.
Every once in awhile, I participate in the Throw Back Thursday picture tag that happens on facebook, twitter and instagram - you know, the #TBT posts. I posted this one on my FB community page:
The image to the left would have been somewhere in the 2005-2007 range. The image to the right is from October 2013.
Sometimes you really don't realize the changes your body has gone through. I mean, I was there. I saw pants get bigger as my waist shrank. I saw my love of water grow as sodas became too sweet. I saw it all happening day by day. When I step back and see these pictures, I see my journey all wrapped up in one moment in time. It's kinda cool.
I wish all of you this moment. That moment you question: that was me, so how can this be me, too? It's a crazy, weird, unbelievable moment. Feel it. Live it. That WAS you. And this CAN be you.
Enjoy the ride.
Until next time, my Lovelies...
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
So here I am, trying to make a goal. Trying to pick a meaningful, realistic goal weight. Trying to pick a meaningful date for 'completion'.
Completion. What a silly word to use. I reckon it's the day where I say, "Look at me!! I did it!!"
What have I done? Am I going to stop? Does that date mean that I won't work out or eat healthy ever again. Of course not. Silly word.
Completion. Just a little date that means nothing. And yet it still means everything.
Goals are tied into dates. It is inevitable. High school reunions. Weddings. Knowing you'll be running into your ex somewhere on a certain day.
I've changed my 'completion' date so many times. I've pushed it back. I've scooted it up. I've removed it. I've added it. I've yelled at it.
And that's okay. Because while that little date means nothing, it means everything.
It's what you hold onto and strive towards. It's a little motivator. A little bit of Shelby-I-Saw-You-Eat-That-Cookie. A little bit of You-Better-Give-Me-Ten-More-Pushups.
I've picked my weight.
160 pounds. Not set in stone, but it's a healthy number in the middle of my BMI range.
And I've picked my date.
Mid-August 2014. The specific date is not yet confirmed, but it'll be the day 'A' and I move in together. That day will be a new beginning. The beginning of us. THE beginning of everything. Clean slates, new house, new rules, new dynamic.
Four Months. Twenty pounds.
Ready. Set. Go.
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