The Weight Saga Continues – Week 4

Total this week: -1.2

Total overall: 11 lbs

Last week was tough. First off, being a girl sucks. Just saying. Thursday was a hectic day so we didn’t get to work out but Friday, we went for a “short run”

1.90 miles in about 32 mins. We walked some of this because we were wiped from the morning’s workout (weights). I’m thinking we’re aiming to make my GPS nuts 🙂

Sunday was rainy and gray, in anticipation of Hurricane Sandy so it was a treadmill run for me. A 5 min warm up, followed by a 20 min jog (jogging the entire 20 mins @ 4.1 mph), and then a 5 min cool down netted me 268 calories and a back ache. I think I’m getting too used to running outdoors.

Since it’s still rainy and gray, it’s an elliptical work out for me today and probably for the rest of the week. Weigh ins at work were today. I’m over, as expected but the good news it, I’m only over by 1% body fat, which everyone is confident will come off in no time. Fingers Crossed!!

13 Months Old

Beanie is 13 months old now

And mobile. I can see the gray hair in my future…

With this new found mobility comes this — this is her area of the living room. In the AM, these are all neatly put back together and in a nice pile. Then she wakes up.

I’m not positive why I thought puzzles were a fantastic idea. I like the idea of the Melissa and Doug puzzles because they’re awesome for little fingers/hands. Of course they’re made out of wood which feels AWESOME when she hurls them at us.

But who can be mad when you see this? Seriously. She is so into her books now but she will take every single book off her book case and flip through them. And the hair. I’m both in love and severe hatred of her hair. It’s getting longer but that also equals getting bigger. When she wakes up, I can’t wait to see what she’s done to herself.

Case In Point.

Working on the Distance – Week 3

Total lost this week: -1.5

Total Lost in 3 Weeks: 10.1lbs

Things are looking promising. I’m hoping I can keep this forward momentum up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I took a different route and ran through more neighborhoods vs running around the shoreline and it seemed almost a little easier. I’m not sure why or how but we ended up doing better. I will admit though — with the 10/23 run, we actually ran 1.25m of the total but today, we only managed to eek out 1.14m of the total. We started on a gradual hill, which we knew would been our doom. Not to mention we didn’t have breakfast, we only had coffee, and we didn’t drink enough water. Either way, 338 cals were burned and I’ll be happy with that.

Winter is definitely on it’s way to Maine. The weather is getting a lot more crisp and a lot quicker than we’ve expected. It seems like Labor Day hit and the weather broke. We’ve had maybe one day that we’ve been comfortable in shorts but it’s definitely jeans and long-sleeved tshirts time.

 

 

As you can see, not a bad place to run, huh? 🙂  (yes, these pictures were taken as we were driving down the road LOL)

And check out Beanie and her new thing! Still not walking but she’s THISCLOSE!

 

An Open Letter to Ann Coulter

The World of Special Olympics

The following is a guest post in the form of an open letter from Special Olympics athlete and global messenger John Franklin Stephens to Ann Coulter after this tweet during last night’s Presidential debate.

Dear Ann Coulter,

Come on Ms. Coulter, you aren’t dumb and you aren’t shallow.  So why are you continually using a word like the R-word as an insult?

I’m a 30 year old man with Down syndrome who has struggled with the public’s perception that an intellectual disability means that I am dumb and shallow.  I am not either of those things, but I do process information more slowly than the rest of you.  In fact it has taken me all day to figure out how to respond to your use of the R-word last night.

I thought first of asking whether you meant to describe the President as someone who was bullied as a child…

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Beanie’s Birthday

Back in Sept, we went back to MD for her birthday party, which was an absolute blast. I kind of hate throwing parties like that though because I always feel like I’m missing someone or not devoting enough time to someone else. It stresses me out. We got to see the families though and of course several of Beanie’s aunts were there to help her celebrate.

She did dig her smash cake (which was homemade by E and I), this was just in the beginning stages of the destruction

Her birthday cake was a product of Yia Yia Bakery, in Middle River. This is the second cake we’ve gotten from there and it was just as fantastic as the first one!

Being in her Cozy Coupe for the first time.

♥Some of our most absolutely favoritest people on the face of the earth!♥

Aunt L came to celebrate too ♥

Beanie and her two godmamas (aka Aunt J and Aunt B)

And of course Aunt K ♥

Some background on Aunt J, Aunt B, and Aunt K — I’ve been BFFs with these chicks, no lie, since I was in pre-kindgarten and K and my father’s went to school together. That’s how far we go back. J and B’s mama and my mama were good friends back in the day as well. Talk about kickin’ it old school! And I couldn’t ask for any better role models for my daughter (and any future children we might have) to have in their lives. If I could pick who I want Beanie to be like, I would put these three in a blender, mix ’em up, and have her be like them ♥

While we were there, we also got up with our fave photog, Laura Ruane of La Rue Photography and she took some awesome pics (as seen here).

I’m still working on the Thank You cards, don’t worry, I didn’t forget!!

And, as always, I completely and totally recommend Shutterfly for all of your photo needs. I can’t tell you how many awesome projects I’ve had made. (I’m not being paid for that plug LOL but if anyone at Shutterfly reads this — a continuous discount would be nice!)

I always say this but I seriously cannot ask for better friends or family. My ILs were awesome in helping plan and set up for this party, my parents with helping clean up, and everyone in between — it was fantastic and Beanie is lucky to be so loved.

Apple Crisp and Football

Sundays are the days where we watch football and chill and get ready for what is almost always assumed to be crazy weeks. Yesterday was no different. We watched the Ravens play the Dallas Cowboys and like last week, this was an ugly game. I’m not sure what’s going on with these guys but c’mon! My blood pressure can’t take much more!

I couldn’t take watching the last 5 mins of the game so I decided to indulge and bake a little. After looking at what I had, I came up with this: Apple Crisp

I used Honey Crisp Apples. I know that seems nuts, given that they are $8/lb (Exaggerating. I think I paid $2.99/lb) but I like that they’re juicer. Galas would probably work too. I like the sweet and the tart flavors together.

All of this put together becomes this:

 

It was just sweet enough that you only needed a small serving. I’m sure it would be awesome with vanilla ice cream but we didn’t feel like running out to get some.

This was the aftermath of Skyping with E’s parents. Apparently play time took a lot out of them. Happy Sunday!

Weight Loss Journey – or WLJ for short

It’s no secret that I’m a “thicker” girl. I think my thigh weighs 110 lbs. (joking. kind of)

Before I got pregnant, I was losing weight and I had done a great job. I lost 17lbs and I was keeping it off. It was tough, it wasn’t pretty but thanks to E and his support, I was doing it.

Then I got pregnant and decided it was ok to eat like it was my last meal ever. Several times a day. Before I started boycotting Chick.Fil.A, I was eating there almost every day. Sometimes twice. It was literally the only thing I could stomach.

40lbs later….

How I never got a lecture from my OB is beyond me.

Anywho — I’m back on the WL wagon and I’d like to think I’ve been doing well. Due to the complications with Beanie’s delivery, I was one of those “lucky” girls that lost 75% of their pregnancy weight. I came out just as heavy as I went in, minus the actual baby.

I started doing a Paleo-ish diet (high protein, lower carbs) and so far, I’ve managed to keep off 23 of the 40lbs gained, but I still have 24 to go. One good thing about ditching those 23lbs is that I’ve been able to get farther into my Couch-To-5K program. (if you want to get into running, I highly recommend this program! iPhone Peeps – look up the app). Before Beanie, I hated running. Running was stupid. But now, I’m  actually kind of liking it.

And then it happened.

I FINALLY conquered Week 5, Day 1!!

App courtesy of MapMyRun, available in the App store. (MapMyWalk is also a fantastic tool for those lazy strolls through a park)

This wasn’t the best run 2.52 miles and it is, by no means, even close to a 5K but I’m working on distance and once I have distance taken care of, I’ll start working on speed.

I’ve heard good things about this WOD work out? Apparently there is an app for these, as well. Anyone know anything about these? Winter is imminent in Maine and I have a feeling we’re going to have a lot of indoor days in our future. In the mean time, I hope to get as much outdoor running time as possible. (although, for some, the treadmill might be a good starting point since it’s less impact)

How About Dem Balmer Sports Teams, Hon?

It feels great to be a Baltimore Girl 🙂

Weight Loss and the Bullying that Goes With It

This link has pretty much gone viral of FB:

http://www.upworthy.com/bully-calls-news-anchor-fat-news-anchor-destroys-him-on-live-tv

To this woman, I say KUDOS! And another BRAVO goes to her station for giving her the time to air this story. This is a very real story and a very real issue.

To me, one email does not constitue bullying. Simply telling someone “you’ve let yourself go and I’m surprised you’re on TV” doesn’t = bullying in my mind. However, I have it on good faith that there was more than just this email and there was an entire chain of emails from this douchecanoe calling this newsanchor fat.

“Surely you don’t consider yourself a suitable example for this community, girls in particular”

“I leave you this note hoping that you’ll reconsider your responsbility as a local personality to present and promote a healthy lifestyle”

Now, no offense to public personalities, but I sure as shit don’t hold you accountable for being a role model for anyone. This woman’s job is simply to report what happened during the day to keep the rest of her area informed. She isn’t a trainer on the Biggest.Loser, she isn’t promoting Jenny.Craig or WW, she’s not presenting herself as a nutritionist. She reports on the news. She’s telling us about the ongoing war, car accidents, and the weather.

No one, and I mean no one, can sit there and say she is a shitty person for being fat because people see her. I see obese people at McDonalds. I don’t walk up and blast them and say “my daughter can see you and you’re teaching her to eat like shit and get fat” because IT’S NOT THEIR JOB TO TEACH ANYONE but themselves and their own children (if they have them).

The bullying revolving around weight and weight loss never ceases to amaze me and piss me the fuck off at the same time.

I admit, I watch this shit. I watch the Real.Housewives.of.Whatever-the-hell-state/city-they-put-on. I wasn’t terribly excited about DC or Miami but Jersey and Atlanta — ♥♥♥ it!

Until now.

Anyone that watches knows that Teresa is batshit crazy. She is in denial and quite possibly the worst woman to represent a state on a television show. If I were from Jersey, I’d be picketing to get her kicked off the show. Much like that trashtastic chick, Danielle.

In watching the Reunion Special (Part I), she thought it was completely ok to attack other’s looks. Mind you, this chick has 4 young girls at home. 4 young and impressionable girls. I pray to whoever is holy that they have never seen their mother act like this. She not only went after Caroline Manzo’s kids and their employment history but also Caroline’s looks (the pic shown above). This is not the first time she has done this. Heaven forbid Teresa’s daughters have seen this type of behavior and they go to school, pick someone out of the crowd and tell them: You have three rolls. Blubber, Blubber, and BLUBBER. How mortified do you think their mother would be? (well, judging by Teresa’s most recent antics, she’d try and turn it around to be the bullied person’s fault because that’s her MO)

I digress (and believe me, with Teresa, I could do it all day long) but THIS is the type of shit that irritates me to no end. There is no need to use that as an argument against someone because when you do this, you not only become a bully but you also attempt to define a person and no one has the right to define anyone based on their own opinions.

You all probably remember this story in Marie Claire from a few years ago

http://www.marieclaire.com/sex-love/dating-blog/overweight-couples-on-television

where a “writer” went on and on about the primetime show “Mike and Molly”. Someone posed the question “Should Fatties Get A Room (Even On TV)”. This “writer” responds like this:

…Yes, I think I’d be grossed out if I had to watch two characters with rolls and rolls of fat kissing each other… because I’d be grossed out if I had to watch them doing anything. To be brutally honest, even in real life, I find it aesthetically displeasing to watch a very, very fat person simply walk across a room — just like I’d find it distressing if I saw a very drunk person stumbling across a bar or a heroine addict slumping in a chair

Right. Because an overweight person is clearly the same, if not worse off then a stumbling drunk or a drug addict that has nodded out. They are totally the same thing! This very article was the nail in the coffin that contained the days of me reading Marie Claire. To my knowledge, this “writer” has rescinded this story and apologized but we all know it was for the press.

Honestly, I don’t get it. I’ve been that taunted girl. I was called a fat ass in retaliation for telling someone they were being mature in the way they handled a situation. Really? Thank you for further proving my point.

Engaging in an argument/confrontation with someone simply because you’re trying to prove a point is one thing. Kicking them in the balls is something different, completely. People, children and teenagers especially, kill themselves every day over comments like what’s in this post. Being told you’re gross because you’re overweight or being told you have blubber or hearing that you’re ugly. Any time you point out a difference of someone else in an effort to make yourself feel better, you’re really making yourself look like an incredibly large asshole.

I’d like to find the start of this madness when society decided to start determining someone’s worth based on their size/body frame. As I’ve said before, don’t let anyone else try and define you.

A Year Has Gone By

I feel like I’ve accomplished a lot this year. I survived another 4 yr tour at a particular tough unit. I’ve survived my first year of marriage with E (and he hasn’t cheated on me!) We moved 11 hrs away from all of our family and most of our friends. I started a new tour at a different unit. I just had my 30th birthday. And celebrated the first birthday of this little lady who is, by far, my best accomplishment to date 🙂

9.27.2011 – Welcome To The World ♥

10.27.2011 – 1 Month Old

11.27.2011 – 2 Months Old

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01.27.2012 – 4 Months Old

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