Weight Loss Saga {Aug 1}

Let’s begin —

I’m recommitting to this whole weight loss/exercise thing for the month of Aug. I started the 3-Day Refresh and, well, I failed miserably. I made it through one day of the shakes before I ended up with a massive headache, no motivation, and the overwhelming urge to vomit every time I even thought about Shakeology. No bueno. I’m determined to finish them though, I paid for the system and I need to see it through but we’re about to get creative. Stay Tuned for these recipes…

However, all that aside:

Week 1: -2.7lbs

Yep. I’m actually down a little over two and a half lbs this week! I’ve been loosely following the 21-Day Fix approved foods list and watching my caloric intake on MFP. I haven’t, however, gotten any time to exercise, which needs to be incorporated. That is definitely becoming a priority in this next week.

The Hubs got me a FitBit Flex for my (extremely early) birthday gift and I like it a lot. I had a FitBit Zip for a short period of time but I found myself getting way too wrapped  up in it and not moving for the right reasons. This is a little more mindless which is really helping. That and I find myself taking random trips around work, just to get some steps in.

So for now –

Monthly Goals:

* Drop 8 lbs (4%)

* Work Out 5 Days a week

* Meet or exceed 10,000 steps per day, weekends included.  

8 Days until the Charles St 12 (Half PR: 2:59:17) [I know I can’t count my Half PR against the 12 Miler but I’d like to complete this in 2:45 or less. I know that seems extreme but I’m hoping I can pull it off.]

44 Days until the 9/11 Run To Remember (PR: 32:59)

86 Days until the MCM10K (PR: 1:12)

100 Days until the 10K Across The Bay (PR: 1:12)

Back to the Grind

It’s been a month since we moved and while we aren’t settled in yet, E has a job that he really seems to enjoy (save the 98* heat every day), Beanie is loving her school and she simply amazes me with what she comes home and tells us she learned that day, and me — well, I’m employed. I’m not going to lie, I don’t love it. This a factory job and it doesn’t satisfy my craving to please people. I’m sucking it up though and moving forward.

It seems like everyone I know is jumping on on bandwagon of fitness and I’m all “HA! I’ve been on the wagon”, but I haven’t. Weight has snuck up and it’s being a menance to get off so I made the decision to recommit myself to getting this weight {back} off and keeping it off.

Ran another 6 miles this past Saturday, I was surprised at how easy it was coming back to me. I picked a route that would mimic the hills on the Charles St 12 course. Hopefully I can manage that one without dying. It’s coming up in 2 weeks and I’m horrificly under trained. My M.O….

I also committed to try the 3-Day Refresh  and the 21-Day Fix, both by Beach Body, which is where my Body Pump came from. I adore Body Pump. I actually feel like I’m doing something with this work out, not just a “blah blah blah” jumping around. I wish I could have two TVs in one room so I can play Pump on one screen and 30-Day Shred on the other. (i’m sure some Beach Body coach is cringing that I put Jillian Michaels in the same sentence but hey, the woman is a psychotic bitch but she can work out!). So I started Day 1 of the 3-Day Refresh.

I can’t choke the shit down! The chocolate Shakeology is like drinking dark chocolate syrup. I mixed it with almond milk (had to go dairy free) and I’m not sure if I didn’t use enough to what but wow. I got to the fiber drink and nope. Finished half before I gagged and had to stop. I think I could have chugged this except I didn’t mix it well enough. No one wants to chew their drinks. The Vanilla shake for lunch — I chugged that shit. I’m talking, I’ve taken shots of fireball slower than I chugged this drink. I’m going to try blending this with strawberries and a banana tomorrow and seeing if that can’t help any. I’m sticking with it because I paid A LOT for it I’m committed to trying this program and looking to see what results I can get.

Don’t worry, I’m not becoming a coach. I don’t have enough time in the day to remember where I put my child, let alone sell stuff. But I have an awesome coach, should any of my readers want to look deeper into any products 🙂

June in Review

We made it! We are moved and settled in (just in time to potentially move again in Sept, but this time to a place closer to our work places. We’re done moving from state to state).

14 Hours, 8 States, 8 Potty Breaks (ZERO Accidents from the Small Human!) and we’re finally moved back to MD.

I had signed up for the Baltimore Women’s Classic which was June 22. I hadn’t really trained for it but I was hoping for the best since it was *only* a 5K. Word of advice: Don’t ever say *only* a anything. A race is a race is a race and should be respected as one.

4,000 women running through the streets of Baltimore. I’m sure it was a sight to behold.

Nailed It!

Nailed It!

There was a difference in the official time clock and my Nike +, probably because my GPS wasn’t digging the scenery but overall, I still PR’ed. Official time was 32:51:10 with a chip time of 10:36/per mile. This was my fastest 5K ever

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The course was absolutely gorgeous, which surprised me. Of course it had a damn U-Turn in it. All of the streets in Baltimore and you have to put a U-Turn into every single race?! Try again. But Charm City Run headed this race up and I have to say, they did a great job. The atomsphere was fantastic.

Race Completed

Race Completed

E’s bithday just passed and that gave us some time off (we’ve both been incredibly busy with work and school (me), and the Small Human). I think I blocked out forgotten how Mayland really was. The traffic, the people, the over-crowdedness of it all — but I definitely forgot the scenery after a horrendous downpour until MIL and I walked out of the craft store and saw this:

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And of course, the 4th of July:

'MURICA

‘MURICA

The Parade (she was happier than she looks)

The Parade (she was happier than she looks)

@ the Fireworks

@ the Fireworks

When I was leaving Maine, a friend of mine told me about these things called “Virtual Runs”. I had zero idea what they were so I looked them up. I found out, you get medals for doing these, plus the money goes to charity. DOUBLE BONUS! I found one that has a medal that is so dang cute, I had to sign up.

Who wouldn't want this?!

Who wouldn’t want this?!

The proceeds go to the Children’s Organ Transplant Association. A lot of folks (those runners who would rather use their mortgage payment to pay a race entry fee rather than their mortage BAER) don’t see these as “real races” because they aren’t sanctioned, you don’t run for time, etc. Well poop on them. I don’t mind it and I find that I push myself to better my time. I signed up for the 10K (which, really, the only difference is my bib says 10K on it, whereas others says 5K or Half Marathon) and I ran it this past Saturday AM.

Peace and Love 10K

Peace and Love 10K

Let me tell you about running MD for a minute. If the cars don’t kill you during the run, the humidity will continue to try. It was ridiculously hot and sweaty but I bested my previous 10K time by almost 5 mins. (Previous time 1:19:22) (NOTE: the HRM time was after a cool down, the actual time is what Nike is statin in the upper left hand block)

Next up – The Charles St 12 Miler which, you guessed it, we run 12 miles down Charles St. This should make the patrons of Baltimore City non too happy. (What else is news).

And another new revelation:

This is happening...

This is happening…

Not only am I really hoping I don’t die but I’m really REALLY hoping I don’t die in front of a bunch of Marines. Now I need to find an extremely obnoxious CG shirt to wear for this race 😛

Marinated Baked Pork Chops

I’m a sucker for teriyaki type stuff so when I saw soy sauce, brown sugar, and worcestershire sauce, I thought this was a shoe it for love from the Coastie House.

Marinated Baked Pork Chops

I followed this recipe to a T, minus using 6 pork chops. I only had 4.

1T Soy Sauce

2T Veggie Oil

1T Worcestershire sauce

1t lemon juice

2T brown sugar

2T ketchup

4 Pork Chops (I use boneless, center cut. Usually on the thicker side)

Pre-Baking

Pre-Baking

The recipe called to bake it for 30 mins, flip, baste, and bake for 30 mins. That would turn these into hockey pucks so I baked for 25 mins total and dumped all the sauce over it.

Overall family opinion: they were better the second day. For some reason, the ketchup was very prominent in this recipe. It was BBQ-y enough for me and I liked it but I really tasted the ketchup, which I didn’t love. We had two chops the next day and they were definitely better. We may have this again but we’ll need to tweak the receipe some.

pork chop2The upside to this recipe is that it’s packed with protein, which is a plus considering how much time E and I spend in the gym. On to the next recipe, I suppose

Crock Pot Balsamic Chicken

I’m having an inappropriate love affair with my crock pot as of late. It’s so convenient and with school, Beanie, E, and work, it’s nice to come home and have a chunk of dinner taken care of.

Yesterday was one of those days. Time management was my failure and thank goodness I had something else preparing my meal otherwise I’m pretty positive my family would have starved. I went to the gym with C for her first outing, post baby, and we got a 3.11 mile training run in. While we were doing that, my crock pot boyfriend was home, ensuring my meal was cooking.

Crock Pot Balsamic Chicken was the meal of choice. This is the first recipe I’ve used from Just a Pinch that I’ve used but it definitely seemed simple enough.

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Not shown: 2 lb of boneless, skinless breasts

2 lbs of boneless, skinless chicken breasts

1/2 C of balsamic vinegar

2T minced onion

1T garlic powder

1T Italian seasoning

1/2T salt

1/2T black pepper

2T Extra Olive Oil

2T minced garlic

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Put the oil and garlic in the bottom of the crock pot and then layer the chicken on top of it. Put the dry seasonings onto the chicken and then dump the balsamic vinegar on top of that.

The cooking time was weird for me. I don’t like dry meat (who does, right?) so when I read “3 hours”, I thought “no way in hell am I cooking this mess for 3 hours”. I stopped it at a little over 2 and sure enough, the chicken was a little dry for me.

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Overall Family Opinion: “this is really good!”. I served it with egg noodles. The sauce didn’t thicken the way I thoought it might so it wasn’t so much a sauce as it was juice but it still had really great flavor.

Cheesy Stuffed Meatballs

We have a regular rotation of dinners and it seems to get a touch boring after a while. I’m always on the look out for new recipes that sound great and aren’t too terribly labor intensive to make.

I decided, for Feb, I wanted to do a various of “Julie & Julia”. Please don’t think I have any grand ideas of getting out Julia Childs’ cookbook and making Beef Wellington on a school night. But I would like to challenge myself to make 28 different dinners, not only to give my family some change, but also to enhance some cooking skills.

Allrecipes.com is one of my favorite go-to’s but I also see how people “share” a million and one recipes all over the facebook. You know the “share this on your wall so you can refer back!” posts. Yea. My mother is guilty of those but I can’t lie, I’ve tried a couple that she has posted.

Last night was Betty Crocker’s Cheese Stuffed Meatballs.

Now, I attempt to tweak recipes whenever I can to lessen the calories and make it a touch healthier. MFP has this recipe labeled as 850 cals per serving. I don’t know about you but that’s a LOT for one dinner so I needed to figre this out.

Cheese Stuffed Meatballs

Cheese Stuffed Meatballs

I used:

4 Sticks of Polly-O Mozzerella String Cheese (freeze for about an hour before using), cut into enough chunks for the number of meatballs you have

1 lb 80/20 ground beef (I find the less fat, the drier the meat and I don’t enjoy dried out ground beef)

1/2 C Parmesan Bread Crumbs

1T Minced Onion (I prefer the taste of the dried minced onion when I don’t have a fresh onion in the house)

2t Garlic Powder

1 whole egg

I mixed all ingredients together in  a bowl and made sure to distribute the dry ingredients.

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Out of the pound of meat, I was able to get 11 meatballs, each weighing 1.6 oz.

meatballs 3Take the cheese and stuff it into the meatball. You might need to cut more off the chunk to make it fit properly

meatballs 4Seal the meatballs around the cheese, as best you can. This definitely kicked my ass.

meatballs 5Bake at 350* for 10 mins and check them. I checked them at 10 mins and they needed a littler longer, in my opinion. I learned the hard way — next time I will be baking these on a rack with a drip pan underneath. I also learned that I need to work on sealing my balls (pause for *snickers*) because the cheese was oozing out.

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Case in point — oozy cheese.

Overall Family Opinion: “they’re good”. I agree with E, they were a little bland so I definitely need to beef up the seasonings within the actual meatball. I also think sealing them better and then putting the balls into the sauce would be helpful too. This will be put into the rotation and eaten again. It definitely didn’t take forever to make so it’s convenient for a weeknight meal.

The {weight} saga 2014 – Jan

Jan Recap:
Miles ran: 46.74 mi
Weight lost: 0 (UGH!)

I found out I had pneumonia in the first week of January and that took me out of the running scene. I knew I wanted to start training for the Half Marathon and needed to do it soon but the doc said “No. Absolutely no running”. After a week on prednisone, he gave me the go ahead to run but I had to keep my heart rate under 150. Have you ever had to pay that much attention to your HRM while running?

It’s pretty freakin hard. (that’s what she said). But surprisingly, some of my best runs, calorie burning wise, was during those runs.  I’ve since been cleared, after two doses of prednisone. The Black Lung is gone, thank goodness. The shoulder pain remains but I’m trying to take it easy.

I’ve decided Feb is going to be a “No Eating Out” Challenge month for the Coastie house. I want to challenge myself to make 28 different dinners. Sort of a “Julie & Julia” thing except not as in depth.

Weigh ins, for work, are coming up quickly. I’m determined to make weight via the scale. I only have 6 lbs to go but these 6 lbs are kicking my ass. It doesn’t help that I’ve been in true fat girl mode recently and have been needing to eat all of the food. I need to kick this habit, ASAP.

I ran my 6m long run today and shocked myself to PR my 10K time! I was pretty stoked. I’m hoping to be able to shave a few solid minutes off my Lobster Fest time. Fortunately I have until Aug  to work on that 😉

NaBloPoMo – Nov 21, 22, and the weekend

Day 21: Describe an outfit that makes you feel good. (It can be from any period of your life.) Double points if you post a picture of yourself in the outfit.

Oct 12, 2013 - the day I ran a Half Marathon

Oct 12, 2013 – the day I ran a Half Marathon

I’m not going to lie. I felt pretty badass in this outfit. Nike Dri cropped capri pants with an Under Armor Heat Gear t-shirt. Champion Socks and New Balance running shoes. I also look sort of thin in this picture and that’s a major plus.

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Day 23. How important are book covers in getting you to read a book?

Extremely important. I totally judge a book by it’s cover. If it looks fun and flirty, and like it might be an easy read, I’m going to try it out. I deal with some much serious BS at work and on a regular basis, I want to get lost in that chick-lit, “only in a fantasy world” book. I want to read the fiction that makes two people fall in love and live happily ever after. Sounds lame, I know. But I dig it.

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I was going to post a “30 Things I’m Thankful for in 2013” post but in all honesty, I don’t know that I’m thankful for 30 things that have been a part of my 2013. Granted, thinks at work are going smoothly, E and I have adjusted to living in Maine, and Beanie is thriving after some health issues but I’m ready to see 2013 become a part of my history and I’m ready to look forward to 2014.

I wouldn’t mind if 2014 brought some changes. I’ve already started making some changes.

*Those women in my life that perpetuate the Mommy Wars — Gone.

*Those family members and friends that just want drama — Gone.

*Schooling — back on the list and ready to knock out some credits and put a serious dent in that “Credits Needed” column.

Those are just a few.

I look forward to seeing what might come of this and here’s hoping I still remember to blog 😉

NaBloPoMo – Nov 18th

Day 18: Tell us about a blog post that you didn’t publish.

There are several but two, in particular, come to mind. One is about politics and one is about parenting. The two single most irritating topics for anyone to endure. These are two topics that people will literally (figuratively) kill themselves over trying to prove you wrong. You can’t simply “have an opinion”. There has to be a black or white side.

Not for me.

Because, frankly, I don’t give a damn about anyone’s opinions.

I’ll do with the political one though. I usually don’t get political so this might be long. It might make Marney drop dead while cursing but hopefully she’ll still love me in the AM.

Back before this Obamacare bullshit started, I was already pissed. I voted for Bush in 2004, which I freely admit. I have a feeling it cost me a few friends but I just couldn’t bring myself to vote for a man who got himself a purple heart due to a self-inflicted war wound. No, admittedly I have not found any real evidence that supports this theory but he wasn’t exactly forthcoming when the accusations were made. Sorry but if someone were accusing me of something this heinous, I’d copy and print every single piece of documentation I had to prove you wrong. He didn’t do that.

Obviously Bush won. And then went on to make sure Katrina happened. And the Mississippi flooded. And the debt continued to rise. And every other issue that people STILL blame him for, to this day, in 2013.

Next up – McCain vs Obama. I voted for McCain in 2008. My reason: neither of these men had what it took to run this country. We were fighting an uphill war with seemingly no end in sight. But I didn’t feel that Obama could run this country without having served it.

I think I was right. More and more every, single day.

I don’t get wrapped up in this “where is he from” nonsense. Do I think he should have been more forthcoming with his birth certificate and all that? Absolutely. Why not shut everyone down from the start? Don’t you know, in the good ol’ United States of ‘Merica, you are guilty until proven innocent. Duh. That’s why there are investigators who investigate, detectives who detect, and people who pick and dismiss juries basked on the amount of info you already know. People are gonna find this shit out.

Anywho — so Obama has never served in any Armed Force. That bothers me.

The military is comprised of the different branches, this we already know, but to really REALLY understand what happens behind closed doors, you have to serve. You have to experience first hand, in my opinion, to really hold any weight and merit to attempt to run it.

I get it. The POTUS is merely the lightning rod. He will take the fall for the decisions that 150+/- congressmen make. He will receive the praise and the blame. Well to that, I say:

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I mean, really?

If I could speak before congress and the POTUS, I would ask one simple question: Would you want your sons or daughters working for people like you?

They have it so incredibly easy. They sit in their comfy, high-backed chairs and play poker and candy crush all day while we’re struggling. I know it was my choice to be in the military. I chose this life for myself. My husband, bless his heart, is ok with us moving. We understand the issues that can arise. But we weren’t, at all, prepared for the $1600 a month pay cut that we’d take (just from my salary, alone), because we were told to move from Maryland to Maine. Or that we were being sent to a place where it would take almost a year for my husband to find any type of job. We get it. That’s what we signed up for. Now, for the record, I do live in military housing so yes, I have a pretty good set up. I have a roof over my head and the heads of my family, my electricity, heat, and water are provided by the military. What isn’t covered is any means of communication (phone inside the house which I could see both sides of them paying or not paying), and any amenities. I can’t complain about that.

What I didn’t sign up for, however, was to have my pay to be used as a bartering chip.

This is our livelihoods, gentlemen and women. This is how we pay our bills. This is what keeps me from having my car repossessed and what keeps my credit in tact, which is what I need to continue working because I have to be eligible for a security clearance. This is what I use to put food on my table, gas in my car, and diapers and clothes on my child’s back. They have never had to worry one day of their lives about potentially not having enough money to stop and grab milk on the way home, or wondering if we can possibly make the last bit in the bank acct stretch because there are 19 days between pay checks. They don’t have to worry about advancing to a certain rank by a certain date to ensure they get some type of decent retirement.

People say I have no right to complain because I have free healthcare. It’s true. I do. But what people fail to see is that the health insurance that they so publicly cover is nothing more than a glorified HMO. I have to beg and plead with my PCM (PCP to you civilian folks) to go to an ortho to get my knee looked at. And if that PCM doesn’t see the need, I don’t get to go. I can go but I’d be paying out-of-pocket. And really, who can afford that? Sure they paid every last cent of my hospital bill to have my daughter. But I was sent to the lowest bidding OB/GYN and the care reflected it. Only one, ONE, out of NINE of those OB/GYNS didn’t make a comment about it must be nice to get my stuff for free.

Why does my pay, the money I work hard to earn, the money I get paid for being on call 24/7, have to get called into question? No, I don’t think I should have to pay federal taxes because federal taxes pays my salary. SALARY, I don’t get overtime. The days where I miss my daughter’s bedtime, I don’t see my husband for 2-3 days at time, or the missed time with my visiting family, I don’t get compensation. It’s called “doing my job”. I don’t get to just work remotely because it’s more convenient. I can’t rush my workday so I can make it on vacation. I can’t send my family to the Bahamas with the promise of signing a bill over the phone or via email.

My hard-earned paycheck is being brought into question because some grown men can’t relinquish their stubbornness to see the greater good of the country. Everyone said Hilary wouldn’t be a great POTUS because she’s too emotional. I’m willing to bet that bitch can balance a checkbook. Just Sayin’. I was told I’m lucky because we received word that the MIlitary Pay Act was signed. Until when? When is the next time we have to worry about checking our bank accounts and not seeing a deposit on the 15th or last day of the month?

I invite Congress and the POTUS to walk in our shoes. Some of Congress has. But I invite them to do it again. Let go of your fancy sports cars and your 6+ figure pay checks. Forget that you’ll continue to earn that much money when you’re retired. How well will you work when you don’t know if you’re going to make it home that night because you might be on a SAR case or you have duty or, God forbid, you’re deployed to an undisclosed area of the middle east?

We all signed an oath, to protect this country from all enemies, both foreign and domestic. However, sometimes I have to wonder, how “domestic” are the domestic enemies? We signed up for this life. We signed up for the trials and tribulations. We signed up to defend and honor the Constitution. But I find myself wondering, is there going to be anything left to fight for and defend when you all are finished fighting?

I find it amusing, I was watching an episode of “10 Things You Didn’t Know” on Discovery and it was about the White House. I, personally, learned the First Family is charged for their meals and anything that they need, personal wise. I find that fascinating. I find it even more fascinating that some of our former First Ladies were “appalled”. Why? Why should you get a free ride? Some of your husbands weren’t all that great. Why should we foot the bill for you to live completely free?

Now we’re onto Obamacare.

This was a brilliant idea, he said. This will change America, he said. This will be what America needs, he said.

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I don’t think he knows what he wants. But he refuses to admit he might have been wrong.

Instead, Obamacare is causing insurance companies to drive up the cost of premiums, kick people off plans that they were completely ok with being on, employers are having to drop people back to PT work so they won’t have to pay for their insurance because it’s too dang high.

Yet, I’m still sitting here, asking myself: Would Congress and the POTUS be ok with their children living in this kind of world, trying to make it on their own?

NaBloPoMo – Nov 15th

Day 15: If you could quit one bad habit instantly without difficulty, which would it be?

Oh. Ma. Gawd.

The Hair Twirling.

I’m a hair twirler and I seriously need meetings to stop this shit. I will find a chunk of hair and I will run my fingers down it over and over and over and over. It’s almost like a nervous twitch. If I wear my hair down, you can guarantee that I will have one chunk of greasy hair by the end of the day. I’ve had people threaten to cut it off if I didn’t stop.

Now, my p0or daughter. She’s inherited this from me. When she gets stressed or overwhelmed or tired, she will suck on one thumb and play with her hair with the other. She will twirl it around or simply “tease” it (pick it up and drop it, thus creating a rats nest).

This is what I saw upon the small human waking this morning

This is what I saw upon the small human waking this morning

It drives me batty because, to wrastle it in the mornings, it creates WW 15 or 16, I can’t remember which one we’re on. It’s awesome if she were to leave it alone and be cute but, well, she’s two. She also has a perpetual Snooki bump.

I can't tame it unless I weigh it down

I can’t tame it unless I weigh it down

She has fairly longer hair, for a 2 yr old but it’s curly. I’m talking Shirley friggin Temple curly. She will never have to do her hair for a dance or fancy occassion if we can teach her to leave her hands out of it.

The Curls

The Curls

So far that’s my OCD and my hair issues that she’s inherited. How much worse is this going to get? That chapter is unwritten.

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