I (finally!) watched Episode 2 of this season's Biggest Loser. Good times. I really don't understand why people rip on the show.
As always, I made a list of key take-aways--things that were said that I could identify with or be challeged by:
1. It will be done!
2. Right now, focus on burn.
3. Smile. Be happy. The stress is killing you.
4. [One contestant's hospitalization] brings to light how serious being overweight is.
5. Keep a food journal--it can double your weight loss.
6. 3 meals. 2 snacks. (Healthy snacks level out your blood sugar.)
7. What are you going to do with your last chance?
8. A lot of these pounds are wounds.
9. This is your life. What are you going to do with it?
10. Alright. This is destiny. It's meant to happen.
Here's to the next 376,
(healthy) Fat Girl
It's Magazine Monday, and I am excited to bring you my take-aways from my June edition of Body + Soul. (Yes, I am behind on my magazine reading. So be it.)
Here's what I learned:
Here's to the next 377,
(healthy) Fat Girl
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My glass can fill, when drinking through the night.
For the way you do not take up space.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most thirsty need, by lunch and candlelight.
I drink thee freely, as men strive with thirst.
I love thee purely, as they turn from Coke.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my thin self's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my diet drinks. I love thee with the straw,
Lips, tears, of all my life!
And, if I choose,
I shall but love you better after lunch...
Here's to the next 379,
(healthy) Fat Girl
Today I made good choices, even though it wasn't the greatest of days. I just kept telling myself, "A bad day doesn't need to be compounded by bad choices." Also, I kept thinking, "Just because the people around me want to ruin my day doesn't mean I need to help them out by eating incorrectly."
85 minutes and 43 seconds.
I finally had a chance to sit down and watch Episode 1 of this season's Biggest Loser. And I have to say, I enjoyed it. It was motivational. Despite the yelling and "show drama," I like Jillian. She makes me want to crawl to the gym on my knees, (which, by the way, would take me 85 minutes and 43 seconds--and the gym is next door).
I, for one, would rather be yelled at/motivated to change than be sitting on the couch, headed in the wrong direction.
As always, I made a list. I love lists. This one is of key take-aways--things that were said that I could identify with or be challeged by:
1. It's all about second chances.
2. Don't ever say you can't do anything.
3. Now is the start of the new me.
4. I feel like someone has stolen my dream.
5. How can you take these tragedies and turn them into opportunities?
6. All you have to do is change your mind.
7. It's a choice. Make a different choice.
8. This is a mountain I've got to climb.
9. I am changing [my] health from the inside out.
10. You really can go beyond that point of pain.
Here's to the next 383,
(healthy) Fat Girl
The next best thing? It's Magazine Monday. I've had a Prevention sitting on my desk since May--wrapped in one of those cute little plastic wrappers--and I finally decided today was the day I was tearing into it.
This afternoon I did something so difficult that I can only compare it to:
solving world peace
climbing Mount Everest
explaining Richard Simmons' candy-striped Dolfin shorts
I went to the gym. Now, before you look down your nose at me and wonder how I could compare something "so trivial" as gym attendence to the aforementioned Dolfin shorts, please understand that I hate going to the gym alone. I am nearly fearful of going alone. I'm convinced I will either get jumped in the parking lot or laughed at on the treadmill. (And I'm not always sure which would be worse.)
Neither happened.
I did it. 30 minutes of working out broke a good sweat and I am home to forever relive the experience in my heart. I really need to make a habit of this.
Did you know Richard Simmons considered becoming a priest?
Here's to the next 386,
(healthy) Fat Girl
Yet another epiphany in this weight loss journey.
Here's to the next 388,
(healthy) Fat Girl
So. Today's "the first big day of the rest of my life," and my boss sends out an e-mail this morning letting us know that he is treating all of us to the candy store this afternoon. "Has he ever done this before?" you ask. NO!






