ok second day of INSANTIY... and i tend to wonder if im insane to continue... i am so sore, when i walk its like im walking on lava...ouch ouch ouch! Of course adding to mix i went to see my 91 year old grandma today. To say she is a little protective of her stuff in an understatement .... she pad locks EVERYTHING. Including but not limited to the entry of her yard. Of course my grandma being overprotective and 91 years old... she also forgets where she puts stuff...including her keys.... So my visit with her today, includes the honor of jumping over the fence to have dinner with her. Of course this is not an easy task... I think i failed to mention initially that i have a fountain drink in one hand and her dinner in the other. After waiting 30 minutes for her to find her keys, i make the call to jump over... First step... squeezing the fountain drink through a narrow fence as i will need both hands to accomplish getting my ass on a chain link fence.... You would think squeezing this was fairly simple... but nothing is ever simple with my grandma. I pull at the fence which is held with a chain and padlock...slowly start to push it through... of course the opening is a fraction of a inch to small and although the drink made it through with minimal spillage...the lid was not so lucky. The food was a bit of an easier task to get across with only needing to reach over the fence as far as i could to give it a soft landing...their was minimal damage. So now comes the hard part... i put my foot on the fence, and swing the opposite leg (which now feels like it weighs a ton and is extremely sore) with enough momentum to make it over.... then the dreaded jump to complete this death defying act of clumsiness on my part and to finish what i set out to do. I would have been pretty impressed with my accomplishment, except for the comical way i landed with a 360 degree spin to stop my fall... the combination of crying and laughing burst out of me.... until i realized i had to do the same thing all over again to get out of the yard...

Note to self.... OUCH....

Way to go!!! still fat.....

Well its been a couple of years now, and i am still fighting the battle of the buldge. I lose 15lbs, then gain it back again...lose it ...then gain it... i swear i'm never gonna lose weight!!!! so this time my husband is on board... We...(mostly he) decided we would give "insanity" a try. The workout is vicious... the fit test was obnoxious... As you see in the pic posted... i never realized how out of shape i am- until you try to do things you use to be able to do fairly easily.... in grade school...when you were 5 years old...

Sore from fit test yesterday and did first workout today...this is gonna be a long ass week..... i already have a blister on my foot... DAMN YOU SHOES!!! No matter what shoes i get, i always seem to get blisters... AND lets be honest... its not a pretty thing to have funky blistered feet in flip flops.... im starting to think its my stupid feet...or maybe padding...whatever it is, it still need to be fixed!!!

Still VERY sore...

Can't move.... ouch! ouch!

"Why....agghhh!" Should really be my motto. I never seem to learn the term " in moderation" when i comes to exercise. Despite the years of knowing the consequences of "the day after", I continue to do the same thing. I'm like that kid who keeps sticking metal objects in the electrical socket- I'll likely never learn... OH WELL!!!

So i decided, despite my overwhelming soreness, I decided to go jogging. It felt great, I felt free I I felt alive... that was... again...until this morning. So my whole body is completely sore. My legs, my butt, my stomach, and my damn arms. Who in the world would ever imagine a simple belly dance DVD workout would HURT my arms so badly!!!! I think my arms actually hurt more today- than yesterday.

By the way STUPID DIET... I'm starving for REAL FOOD!!!

Sore...ouch...ouch...

Well after my last post, I decided to start to work out. I was a little hesitant (lazy) Monday night due to the sad-boring diet I had throughout the day, but convinced myself to get off my butt and do it!!! I did a short 25 minute aerobic learn and burn, 15 minute ab routine, and 10 minutes of bellydancing for my arms. I felt damn good!!!!

Until the next morning that is....As I was getting dressed and lifted my arms to put on my shirt and I realized- OUCH! my arms REALLY hurt! How in the world can an arm excercise from bellydancing cause so much pain!!! My arms hurt to the touch. It was about that time that I started to giggle at myself... big mistake... I didn't realize how sore my abs had become, which in turn made me laugh again..."ouch, giggle, ouch, hee hee, ouch..". It was about that time that i realized i'd completely lost my mind..."Am I really in a dark room, laughing by myself?... wait a minute... Am I really in a dark room laughing and talking to myself?" So before I decided to complete the crazy picture by answering myself, I decided it was off to work...

I offically start my weight loss plan..today...

Well its never a good idea to start a competion to lose weight-2 days later. I was suppose to start on 3/14, but I just didn't have the heart to say goodbye to my beloved junk food-so soon . So I again bargained with myself to eat what I wanted until midnight Sunday (Oh believe, me I had a cinnamon roll at 10:45pm last night).

So this am I started out with some low carb yogurt. The thing about yogurt-the sugar make you a violent starving monster towards lunchtime. I seriously thought I would knaw off my arm off. Lunchtime finally came around and I got to eat my sandwich'o'styrofoam-which consists of whole wheat bread and turkey. Since that was so unsatisfying-i decided to rummage through whatever else I brought for lunch. An apple and carrots is what I had to choose from- so I ate a little bit of both. VERY unsatisfied with lunch- I can only associate my hunger with my "mind playing tricks on me" because I usually don't even eat breakfast until 11am or noon.

I'm so ready to go home...

Six week weight loss competition

Well-its weigh in day and I'm in a room full of women, who for the most part are much thinner and younger than me. They all grunt and moan at their measurements and weight as I await my turn. I fought with myself thinking "What the hell is my excuse?? This girl has a 3 week old baby and I'm fat! ". It was finally my turn on the dreaded scale"Kill me, now!" screams through my head as I step on to it "169.5lbs" was Sally's kind smiling response. Measurements are even worse! I start to negotiate with myself "I'm I really that big???". But then I remember that one picture. Its "The picture" of myself in the kitchen cooking. WOW!There is nothing more sobering than a recent picture that looks like I ate my previous self.

So as I attempt to take on the challange of the "six week" biggest loser competition. I hope to be blogging my success, attempts, and failures for all to see. Maybe logging my journey will give me the motivation I need to lose some weight. I say some weight because it has taken me 2 years to put it on- so I can't expect to lose 30lbs in 6 weeks.