Monthly Archives: October 2010

Dirty Little Secret


I love going to the gym at 5:30 a.m.

I do, honest, no sarcasm here. I get up at 5:30, throw a smoothie (almond milk, banana, berries, protein power, flax seed oil, kale or spinach) in to my magic bullet. I drink it on the way.  The gym is pretty deserted this early, the desk jockeys don’t show up until closer to 6:30.

I hit the cross trainer or the rower or the bikes for about 45 minutes. I swear a lot less now than I did when I started, I’ve missed a lot lately and getting there this morning was my first step back on that wagon. I used to mix it up with circuit every other day, but since I train much harder at boot camp I don’t bother with circuit right now.  Truth be told, most mornings I’m too sore to lift weights over my head.

I drink about a litre of super cold water, listen to an embarrassing number of Lady Gaga, Pussycat Dolls and Britney Spears songs. I feel great, I have a lot of energy, I feel like superwoman.

When I’m finished I get to experience the very best part of being there so early.

I’m sure fiancée B has figured out that 2 hours at the gym isn’t all hard work. It’s less than 3 minutes from our house!  I love every minute on my personal time… spending almost as much time showering and getting dressed for the day as I do working out.

I get to have a shower without tiny people knocking on the door. Without fiancée B turning on the washer downstairs. It lasts for 20 minutes some mornings. My muscles let go of all tension. I wash my hair, condition it. I use a loofah for heaven’s sake! It’s become a small luxury in my life.  This 45 minutes of pampering after 45 minutes of hard work. This dirty little secret.

Some mornings it’s my only motivation for going to the gym.

I love my 5:30 workouts.




Oh my… bod.

I have finally slipped below the 260 mark. I’m not sure why I’ve been stuck bouncing between 260.2 and 264 for the last 5 weeks, but I’ve finally starting seeing a consistent drop.  Maybe it’s giving up bread? Who knows, either way I’m not going to fight it.

My own laptop has been taken down by a virus (not good) so I will not be posting as much this week while it’s in getting fixed and a new fan.

Even with that, today is a good day.

Dear bread…


You lied to me bread.  You said it’d be okay, that you wouldn’t go straight to my hips.

You said we were friends, but there you went behind my back… straight to my ass.

You and I are done bread, and you know I what? I’m writing off your whole carby crowd. They are bad for me too… and now, I can’t trust the whole lot of you white carbs.


Damn it, I loved you Bread, I thought this was the real thing.


The good with the bad


I woke up this morning, stiff and sore. Boot camp muscle pain seems to kick in on the second day. I wondering if a 5:30 shot of cardio at the gym is a good remedy for this? We’ll know tomorrow I suppose, my bag will be packed and I’m off to do 45 minutes on the cross trainer.

My scale and I had a long talk this morning. Needless to say, I won and it finally dropped almost a full two pounds this week (yay!). This means I’m well on my way to hitting my goal for October 31. I just have to keep focused and on track.  It’s going to be tough in the next 4 days to do so. I work for a child care agency and only get paid once per month. The last 4-6 days are always a little tight.  Every month we say we’ll make it all stretch without having to live with on foot in our overdraft, but it seems like there’s a holiday or event at least every month that prevents this from happening! Not to mention the wedding planning costs.

Only 68 days until I order my dress!  I’m excited and worried all at the same time. I don’t want to get all puffed up and over-confident about my weight loss and order a dress that’s way to small, but at the same time… Ordering it large might kill some of my momentum. I’m blessed to have a great naturopathic doctor helping me along, good support network with a few of my friends. Fiancee B’s trying to be great (but keeps offering me chips and cookies when he grabs a snack! Ack!)  I start another round of boot camp on the 25th with my dear friend Cara who is also paddling along in this boat of weight loss, more incentive to work hard and to keep on track!

My heart still breaks today for my knitterly friend P who lost her husband of 4 years suddenly. Apparently he’s been suffering from some sort of chest infection, collapsed yesterday and was gone very quickly after that.  She moved to the UK with him 6 years ago, her family is fighting for their rush passports to get to her and thankfully there are other knitters there with her so she is not alone right now.

I’m at a loss for the words to help her. What do you say to someone who’s just lost a spouse? She’s only 29 for heaven’s sake, she shouldn’t be a widow now.

Fiancee B is now on a waiting list to have CCSVI surgery in New York next year. We’re waiting to hear on the date right now. It’s going to cost about $10,000, plus hotel and travel. His mother is going to come with us, or go with him in the event that I have to stay here with the kids. We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it I suppose, but in light of yesterday I’m now terrified to lose him. I’m not sure what my life would be like without him. I mean, I know I would survive… I have survived horrible and tremendous things that no one should ever have to go through. The question is just. How?

I suppose that’s enough good and bad this morning.  I should wake up the monkeys and start getting them out the door!




First official goal!

I have decided to go with the 10% total weight loss by January 10, 2011. That`s 26lbs in 13 weeks. Baby steps are key, so it breaks down like so:

October 31 – down 4.5lbs (258.5)
November 30 – down 8.2 lbs (250.3)
December 31 – down 9.5 lbs (240.8)
January 10 – down 3lbs (237.8)

If I don`t hit each goal, I will readjust accordingly, but I think this falls in to a safe zone for me, while keeping up all of the work I`ve done to this point. I have to order my dress before December 31, likely around the 20th, so I really need to be able to fit into a proper bra and corseted under garment by then to get the right shape. 242 lbs was the last time I wore the piece I have in mind, so here`s to hard work and getting there on schedule!