Sooo...

Hi guys.
How are you.
OK, ok, back to what you really want to know. I am going into major work at work. I am going into I'm lucky if I eat days at work. I will be running around like a crazy lady for the next two weeks, so sorry kids, if I can't play with you.

Sunday, I did my Latin Beatz DVD while Matt was sleeping on the couch...apparently all the shaking, cha cha chaing and mamboing woke him up, because by the time I was yelling at dude whom I choose to call the Girating Rapist (his facial expressions are very creepy/disturbing) Matt was laughing so hard I am pretty sure he was burning more calories then me...But I persevered, and worked it right up until I shimmied so hard I think I moved a rib...I think next time I should wear a slutty skirt like the girls do on the video. That should help right?

Yesterday I felt like dog doo and walked to work...it was raining. It sucked.

In other news Jillian is taunting me from the DVD stack next to the TV. I can hear her yelling out of the box...but guess what Jillian??? I have to work...like REAL people do. Like REAL people who can't afford your 30 dollar wieght loss supplements from Wal Mart. Or your fancy "Cleanse" products...you know what those are...expensive doculax YALL. Nobody needs 30 dollar laxitives...NOBODY...And as much as I hate the Jillian Michaels coorperation...I friggin KNOW those mountian climbers are gonna make my ass so hard you could bounce a penny off it. How do I know this...cause that SHIT HURTS! Pants are loose...but I'm still rockin a pretty sweet beer gut. Unfortunatley by boobies are shrinking like a snowman in June, and I dislike it. It seems the fat is simply sliding down my body and redepositing itself in a donut starting at my belly button and ending at my butt crack. Does Jillian have a pill for this...Dont think so...skinny bitch.

Anyways. No real workout today. FAIL in that dept.
FOOD.
whole wheat bagel, 1 tbsp lowfat cream cheese
coffee, splenda, cream
water
wine...uh alot
turkey-apple-meatball wrap with plain yogurt and hummus (you have NO idea how good this was!)

PS Auntie Em...I won't quit..

I SUCK

180.5.

Yup, I gained. I gained because I sucked this week. I gained because I was a lazy fatty and ate myself stupid all week. I gained because I cheated on my diet left and right. I gained I gained I GAINED!!!!!

Ok, now that I let THAT out. I punished my 2 extra el-bees by doing my new workout video. Big Fat Loser Last Chance Workout. SON OF A B. This shit was HARD. This shit was so hard I threw up while I was stretching. This was so hard I was breathing so heavy I couldn't even cuss at Jillian. This was SO HARD that my body just stopped. Litterally. I was supposed to be doing some variation on mountian climbers (PS My least favorite exercise EVER) when my legs stopped. I was like "Yo legs, keep movin" but alas, mi legos es no comprehendo. Finally I made a deal with them..."Hey legs, if you move, I will give you ice cream later" which finally made them go. So anyways. After I puked. I laid on the couch and watched Dr. OZ which made me feel bad about myself all over again. SO.

I walked/ran to work, a little over 2 miles. I did the walk run combo with a 30lb backpack on. I was sweating like a man in 37ish degree weather so I think I did ok!

FOOD
yoplus yogurt
coffee
stawberries
grapes
peanut butter sandwich
whole wheat rotini with tomota basil sauce
home made bread
1 serving soy crisps
apple
coffee
water
corona light

New Start

I went off the radar/diet/exercise/EVERYTHING. I have sucked it hard lately. But today...today I made a step.

I bought a new video. With Jillian. She is mean. And she will make me cry like those big fatties on Big Fat Loser.

Food

bagel

chicken nugget kids meal

lettuce wraps

corona light

I will be back on track tomorrow.

Relapse

After weighing myself on Friday and seeing I am the same stinking weight. This weekend I took off. And today.

Back to the grind tomorrow.

Pinky Swear.

Wiiiiiii!

So today instead of Bob, Matt's sister, Kara, and her kids came over and we played Wii. I may or may not have a wii related injury. I may or may not have thrown out my shoulder trying to get below the age of 60 on the wii fitness test. It was either then or when I was hurling the bowling ball down the lane in my own creative way of bowling. Or when I was getting a score of 35(=BAD) in golf (The two year old got a 270). Or when I was challenging Matt to game after game of tennis as I tried not to curse (F--ARM ANIMALS!!!....SHI----N GUARDS!!!!) in front of the children. Or it could have been when I was being awesome at boxing. I get really into it, talk crap to my opponent. "Don't even THINK about getting up STEVE!". And then take swigs of diet coke between rounds because I am panting for breath. Anyways...my shoulder HURTS.

We followed wii with a little Meggie Teaches Toddlers Yoga time. We made it through a few Sun Salutations before the children decided jumping up and down on the purple yoga mat was way more fun than Standing Forward Bend. I am sure I burned something in the calorie dept...just not sure if it was BOB Burning Level.

Food Log

Coffee

Yogurt

Sushi (4 pieces)

Salad #1

2 rolls

Salad #2

coffee

diet coke

water

1 cookie (it was from whole foods..this makes it healthy right?)

To My Dearest Aunt

Please don't give up. You have already gotten to go on a smaller size shopping spree...that means SOMETHING is happening. Don't OD on sugar and grease. You will have to deal with the fatty guilt that follows...trust me, I feel pangs in my stomach after I eat something bad (this could just be gas) but I believe to be fatty guilt. Keep hula hooping. Keep wii fitting. I pinky swear to continue my relationship with Bob until I reach my goal of Not Fat (I have a number in my head but it seems lightyears away). I will probley not loose and dagon pound this week. And I will feel like crap. Eat a slice of pizza. And then the next day workout with Bob and Fat Heatha. I understand I might stay fat for a little while longer, that it is a long road to wieght loss, and that all I can do is blame myself (and my thyroid) when things don't happen like I want them too.

Chin up. Keep going. LETS DO THIS.

xoxo
Meg