Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Bad Day

So....
Yeah....
Today wasn't the best.  Went to the doctor about my foot.  Nothing major.  I got a cortisone shot in my foot, it wasn't pleasant.  It is feeling better now. 

Anyways, I joined Women Can Run Monday.  I'm pretty excited about it.  I am really doing good with running and I'm proud of myself.  Maybe once I get this foot taken care of it will all be better.

I made a kick butt recipe tonight.  I had asked Mama Laughlin for a "skinny" sweet recipe for potluck tomorrow via Keek (awesome app, you make a 36 second video and upload it).  She gave me a suggestion to look at her blog (link above) for Cheesecake Sopapillas.  OMG They are AMAZING!!  So simple. 

2 cans of reduced fat Crescent Roles
2 packages of reduced fat Cream Cheese (8 oz)
1 cup of Splenda
1/2 cup cinnamon/splenda mix (I used mostly sugar more than 1/4 cup)
1 stuck unsalted butter.
2 teaspoons vanilla 

Take one can of rolls and put in a 9 by 13 greased pan, spread out.

Mix cream cheese, sugar and vanilla.  Spread the mixture over the rolls.

Put the other can of rolls on top. 

Melt the butter and pour over the top

Sprinkle the cinnamon/sugar mix over the butter.

Bake at 350 for 40 minutes. 

Eat when they are warm and it's like a party in your mouth.  I may have had more than one serving, but I also skipped dinner so whatever.

Really, you need to try it.  And you also need to check out Mama Laughlin's blog.

Saturday, February 23, 2013

Step Away From The Cookies

So, it's been a struggle this past week.  Mainly because it's that magical time of year again.....GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!  They are the devil in disguise.  I have 2 Girl Scouts in my classroom this year.  So I ordered 2 boxes from both of them.  Yes, I know this wasn't the best idea I ever had.  Yes, I was dieting and exercising when I ordered four boxes of cookies, but I had willpower, you see, and I was not going to eat them.  Well, that changed when the boxes came in.  I didn't eat the whole sleeve of 16 cookies, that has 640 calories, but I did eat 8.  EIGHT COOKIES!  I felt like CRAP after eating cookies.  So I gave them to my kids for snack and gave another box to my mom to hide.  The other two boxes are hanging out at school.  So, now I understand, no matter how many times I saw it....I cannot turn down a Thin Mint.
These are the DEVIL.  The DEVIL I tell you.  I think they have Crack in them

I spent two hours at the gym last night.  I really enjoy watching my progress.  I walked for a long butt time on the treadmill yesterday.  Which, I walk 65 minutes a lot of the time so it's nothing new.  However, I walked a long way.  Over 4.5 miles.  Whoa!!  That just sounds like a lot.  I just can't believe that when I started my goal was a mile, then the first time I did 3 miles I was excited.  Then when I hit 3.7 miles I couldn't believe it.  Then I got to 4.21.  Now, this.  WOW!
Killed it
I am now at 22 pounds gone.  I am excited to check how many inches are gone at the end of the week.


Have a great night

Nice Reminder!


Saturday, February 16, 2013

I Am Not Carrie Bradshaw

Anyone who knows me, knows I am slightly obsessed with Sex and The City.  I have watched the complete series (along with the two movies) so many times I have lost count.

Beyond my slight obsession with Sex and the City, I am obsessed with Carrie Bradshaw.  I pretend to be Carrie Bradshaw (especially when I blog).  I even have a friend that calls me Ms. Bradshaw when she talks to me.

I have often referred to myself as the Carrie Bradshaw of Trumann, and even call my best friends my Samantha (and my other Samantha, I have two of them in my life), Miranda and Charlotte. 

Since I often find so many similarities in my life with that of the fictitious Carrie Bradshaw (great style, great friends, lots of shoes, lots of mishaps dating) I try to find those similarities everywhere.

In my last post I mentioned that there may or may not be something brewing in the "love" department.

This was with my "Mr. Big".  The one that has hurt me sooooo many times I have lost count.  The one that, no matter what, I will run back to.  My reasoning always being "If Mr. Big can change, so can anyone."

After this last go around with my Mr. Big (who let's face it is nowhere near as handsome or rich as Carrie's Mr. Big), it has came to my attention why my reasoning is so messed up.

I am not Carrie Bradshaw.
This man is not Mr. Big.
My life is not based on a novel or produced by Darren Star.

I am Megan.
This man is a jerk.
My life is real.

And that's just fine with me.

Love you guys,

The Still Single, Still Fabulous, and 20 pounds lighter Carrie Bradshaw of Trumann, Megan

20 Pounds, gone...even my thumb looks thinner :)



Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Mid-February Round Up


Before going to see Mary Poppins.  I was down 16.5 pounds here and feeling pretty awesome about myself.


 I don't have a clever title, it happens. So, this is just a "round-up" of everything I want to say.  All jumbled together....annnnnnd go......

Diet/Exercise Life

Even though I didn't want to, I got on the scale at the gym yesterday (I like the gym scale, it weighs me 3 pounds less than my home scale :) ).  After my fat girl weekend fast food dining this weekend I was scared to get on the scale.  I closed my eyes, held my breath, and stood REEEEAAALLLLLYYY still..... and..... I LOST A POUND!!  

I know a pound doesn't sound like much, but I will celebrate EVERY pound and not be ashamed of it.  And this one pound, just shows how far I am going.  I ate a lot and still managed to shed a pound.  For a total of 17.4 pounds.  HOLY MOLY!  That's almost 20.  So that means I'm almost halfway to my first goal.

Annnnd....I'm about to sign up for my first walk/run.  It's only a two miler but still, it will be something to check off my list.   
Forgive the "cuss" word, but this gets me through my workouts.




Life

I found out today the Lady Gaga concert I have been looking forward to since October has been cancelled.  I am one sad, sad, sad girl.  I mean, I know stuff happens, but it still makes me sad.  Maybe when I get the refund for what I paid for those tickets I will be in a better mood about.  Laken and I are still going to Nashville since we already booked the hotel.  I guess now I'll just look forward to Gary Allan.

I had mentioned that my awesome best friend, Katie, was going with me to see Gary Allan, right?  Well this crazy girl is treating me to the concert for my birthday.  She also sent me these flowers today.

Isn't that sweet?  It says "Thanks for being a wonderful best friend and partner in crime".  That sure brightened my crappy day.  I debated for a good ten minutes on taking them home or leaving them at school.  Leaving them at school ultimately won.  I thought this would make me feel better when I don't get any flowers tomorrow :).  Which brings me to my next point.....

Love Life

There may be something brewing here.  There may not be something brewing here.  Time shall tell.
Don't ask.  I don't kiss and tell, unless you're in my book club :).  But, I still don't think I will be getting any flowers tomorrow.

 

Happy Valentine's Day People! 

 

Monday, February 11, 2013

Chubby Girl Chronicles

This weekend I completely failed slipped up.  I am an avid stalker, er reader of a few blogs.  One of my favorites is Mama Laughlin.  She will have what she calls "Fat Girl Fridays" where she goes out to eat when her coworkers.
Friday I had a Fat Girl Friday.
Well let's start with the whole week.
I ate out a grand total of five days.  I went to the gym a total of twice.  EPIC EPIC EPIC FAIL!

Last week I was feeling a little under the weather, I didn't sleep much Sunday night, so Monday when I got home I went to bed almost as soon as I got home.

I started off good.  Tuesday I had dinner with the girls.  I ate really good the first part of the day.  I went to the gym and did my circuit.  After that I went to Zumba.  I burned a looooooot of calories.  Then we went to dinner.  I had 5 cheese bites.  I ordered a hamburger steak (not the best choice but it was tasty) and green beans.  (BTW I love my girls).  I put it in my calorie counter and life was good.

Wednesday, I had a unplanned dinner with a friend.  I had stuck to my calories all day.  I made it to the gym (and even went to dinner without retouching my make-up and spraying some smell good on).  I ordered sensibly (blackened tilapia and sauteed mushrooms and only ate half).

Thursday I went to see Mary Poppins at the Orpheum.  We always go out to eat before, so I watched what I ate all day.  We ate a Pearl's and again I ordered tilapia.

Friday, it all went down the drain.  I went out to eat with my mother.  I ordered a grilled shrimp salad and ate a half of it.  But I didn't log it.  Then, I went to see a friend.  We went to Sonic.  I ordered a milkshake.  A small one, but it was still a milkshake.  It was good, really good, extremely good, and I'm glad I had it.

Saturday, I didn't log anything.  Not a single thing I ate went down, anywhere.  But I slipped.  I had a Coke (for you nonsoutherns that's any soda, the soda I had was a Sprite).  I hadn't had a Soda or wanted one in months.

Sunday...... Sunday was bad terrible.  I ate, a lot.  German Roasted Nuts may or may not have been consumed.  I may have eaten some fried pickles.  I may have ordered a fried chicken sandwich with some fries.  I only ate a fourth of the sandwich and maybe ten fries before I felt miserable.  I also went to my brothers to watch the Walking Dead.  He cooked.  I won't go into details but I ate a lot then too.
Again nothing was logged.

Today, I got back on track.  I logged everything I ate and I went to Zumba.  My inner fat girl wants to come out, bad.  I want to eat everything in sight, but I haven't.  I've had to tell myself all day "When you feel like giving up, remember why you started."  I have to remember why I started.

Words for the wise:  LOG EVERYTHING!  WRITE DOWN EVERYTHING YOU EAT!  Even the bad stuff you don't want to.

And to end on a high note, someone asked me today for a workout tip today.  That was pretty awesome.

Have a great day people!

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Why I Post To Facebook

I know I update my Facebook a lot.  Lately, I update a lot about my diet, exercise, progress and so on (and Gary Allan lyrics thrown in for good measure).  I do this for one reason....it keeps my motivated.  I have people tell me I am an inspiration and a motivator, which I love to hear, but truth is there are days I feel like anything but those things.  So, I know if I put it on Facebook, I will do it.  Like today this morning I posted that I planned to go to the gym and to zumba.  Will since I put it out there in the open, I would feel like a failure or that I let someone down if I didn't do both, so I did both.

I post my accomplishments too.  Not to brag or to have someone say "Oh wow, you're doing great!" but because I am proud.  I'm a fat girl.  I didn't get this way because I like to eat healthy and exercise.  Truth is most days I hate it.  I hate to run.  I hate to run more than anything in this world... more than the color orange, more than meatloaf, more crickets...  Today, I ran.  I ran for 5 minutes straight.  I did a mile in 12 minutes. 12 minutes!  A month ago, I was doing a 24 minute mile.  You know what, I still hate running, but when I accomplish something, I am proud.  I like people to brag on my accomplishments.  But mostly, to stay motivated I celebrate EVERY accomplishment.  You can celebrate with me, or hide me.


*On a side note, I know have 8 followers.  If you want to make me extremely happy, let's up my follower number.  No you won't get a cool prize, no one pays me for this crap, so I have nothing to give away.  However if you click follow, I will personally give you a hug or a high five next time I see you in public, whichever you prefer.

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Little Bit Of Life

My first month of diet and exercise, or umm "lifestyle change", is over.  I logged a total of 25 days at the gym, and 2 zumba classes.  I ate a lot of chicken and fish.  I lost a total of 13.2 pounds.  I am proud of myself and the results I am seeing.

I would be lying if I said it was easy and I didn't want to to quit everyday.  Especially when I would get on the scale and see no weightloss and I couldn't understand why.  I was doing everything right and it wasn't showing.  People would tell me they could really tell I was losing, and it would just make me angry, however I would smile and say thanks instead of telling them to quit trying to make me feel better.

However, I can tell that I am losing weight.  I look in the mirror and sometimes I actually don't feel fat, not that I feel skinny, I just don't feel fat.  And today, at church when someone said "You're melting away" it made me feel good, and not angry.

I am liking this person I am becoming....


This Morning Before Church
In other news..... I will be going to see my favorite singer, Gary Allan, in my favorite city Nashville, the weekend after my birthday with my best friend Katie.  And she so nicely told me that it was my birthday presnt from her.  Is that a great best friend or what?  I am going to make a sign, I'm determined to meet him.

Also, there's only 34 more days until Laken and I get to see Lady Gaga.  And after the post and pictures from two of my facebook friends who saw her last night in St. Louis I CAN'T WAIT!!!

Hope you all have a great Super Bowl Sunday.