I have to say, I love Beachbody products. I have Slim in Six, Chalean Extreme, Turbo Jam and Turbo Fire. They are ALL great programs. I have yet to get past a few weeks of them before I let life get in the way though. Tuesday I will be starting Chalean Extreme and Turbo Fire again.
As far as Shakeology goes, I have to admit that I was soooo annoyed when people would spam Facebook and forums about the benefits of it. However, I tried the chocolate kind and I LOVE it. I became a coach simply to get the discount. I figured if I have success along the way, I will eventually try and market it for them, but at this point i'm not interested in that because i'm just not good at selling things. They say it sells itself, but doesn't EVERY company say that about EVERY product before they have you spam the crap out of someone's page about it? LOL. Even with the discount, it's still very expensive. Especially to be shipped out here to Guam. I can't wait to get out of here and back to the US where shipping will cost less.
I'm not saying that every Beachbody coach is like that, it's just we've all ran into the ones that at first seem to be interested in helping you but then spend every waking moment asking you to become a coach and be in their downline. My coach is pretty nice though and I think they put out quality products that, despite the price, really do work if you use them.
If you ARE interested in any of the programs, you CAN get them from me , but that's all i'm gonna say ;) LOL! (See what I did there?)
Sunday, 29 May 2011
Sucky Weekend
I think I said before that we are better off financially than we were in 2007. Not by leaps and bounds, but we do not struggle nearly as much as we did back then. However, we do still have our occasional times when we are down to the bare minimum in the cupboards (stuff like beans and ramen noodles) and the gas is low so we can't go anywhere. Now in all honesty, it could be a lot worse and some people would make a fest out of ramen noodles or beans but I guess in this society most of us are spoiled in our taste buds and we want what we crave.
< For example, here we are, Memorial day weekend and broke as hell. Like I said, we're better off than we were but we haven't quite been able to build up a savings yet, it's something we're working on but things tend to randomly come up. Our truck is actually not working at the moment (husband went to turn the key and it broke off in the ignition barrel), so we can't go anywhere until we get paid so we can get it fixed anyway, we are down to the bare minimum in the cupboard, I saved out just enough of the "good stuff "(crackers, bread, cheese, yogurt, cookies) to put in my son's lunch Tuesday and Wednesday until we get paid. But here we sit, it's about 90 outside with humidity at it's worst, so we don't want to be outside either. It's a small house and my husband and son are home the next two days because of the holiday. It's not been fun, let me tell you. We're all bored, so every hour or so someone says "I'm hungry..". Me, the food addict of the house is trying not to concentrate on the fact that we don't have a lot of options for food right now so whenever someone says that, it drives me up the wall.
It just really goes to show how important it is to really tighten your budget sometimes. I try and buy as much groceries as I can, two weeks worth when we shop but sometimes it just doesn't work well. It's a learning process. My mom tried to add a few bucks to our Subway card for us (my mom is awesome and tries to help when she can) but for some reason the "reload" card option is no longer on the Subway card website. Go figure. So basicly it's been a "woe as me, i'm bored as shit, my life sucks' kind of weekend when in reality we really DO know we don't have it that bad at all. We're just stir crazy and bored. I wish our truck was working so we could go for a short ride and walk around the grave yards and at least pay our respect.
< For example, here we are, Memorial day weekend and broke as hell. Like I said, we're better off than we were but we haven't quite been able to build up a savings yet, it's something we're working on but things tend to randomly come up. Our truck is actually not working at the moment (husband went to turn the key and it broke off in the ignition barrel), so we can't go anywhere until we get paid so we can get it fixed anyway, we are down to the bare minimum in the cupboard, I saved out just enough of the "good stuff "(crackers, bread, cheese, yogurt, cookies) to put in my son's lunch Tuesday and Wednesday until we get paid. But here we sit, it's about 90 outside with humidity at it's worst, so we don't want to be outside either. It's a small house and my husband and son are home the next two days because of the holiday. It's not been fun, let me tell you. We're all bored, so every hour or so someone says "I'm hungry..". Me, the food addict of the house is trying not to concentrate on the fact that we don't have a lot of options for food right now so whenever someone says that, it drives me up the wall.
It just really goes to show how important it is to really tighten your budget sometimes. I try and buy as much groceries as I can, two weeks worth when we shop but sometimes it just doesn't work well. It's a learning process. My mom tried to add a few bucks to our Subway card for us (my mom is awesome and tries to help when she can) but for some reason the "reload" card option is no longer on the Subway card website. Go figure. So basicly it's been a "woe as me, i'm bored as shit, my life sucks' kind of weekend when in reality we really DO know we don't have it that bad at all. We're just stir crazy and bored. I wish our truck was working so we could go for a short ride and walk around the grave yards and at least pay our respect.
Obese In The 80s Part 2
I'd have to say that second worst to that camp, was when we'd go to an event at a bigger school out in town. Whether it be a Field day event or a kids concert or play. There would be chairs specificly set up for us or certain parts of that school's bleachers set up for us. I remember having major anxiety about these events. I love plays, but my heart would be racing so hard, because either someone far behind me would make a comment about my size, or i'd be WORRYING they were going to, so I could never really focus completly on the play/concert/event. Again, this was the early 90s, around 91/92. This school probably had one or two token fat kids and that was it. I was fresh meat. An oddity. I remember once we had a water issue at our school that needed to be fixed and the administration thought it would be "fun" to send us to another school for a day to eat lunch and attend a few classes. The classes were ok, because it was just my friends and I in the rooms, we didn't mix in with the students that actually attended there. Until, that is, lunch time. THAT was horrible.
When we walked in, the other jr high students that actually went to that school were all sitting down, eating and staring at us. I felt the sweat pouring down my face while I grabbed a tray and walked through the line. I could feel them all staring at me and laughing. It's funny how you don't forget these lame things that don't really matter now. They stick with you..and unfortunatly a year or two later I ended up having to transfer to that particular school, but i'll save that for another entry.
There is a very big deal made these days about the quality of school lunches and the choices kids make while they are eating lunch and snacks at school. I remember in highschool kids making a meal out of a carton of french fries and one of those wrapped up Hostess fruit pies you'd get at a gas station. Yet, they stayed slim. Healthy choice? No, of course not, but they burned it all off and i'm sure at home their parents didn't allow them to eat like that. Heck, their parents probably didn't realize what their kids were buying for lunch, as it was highschool, not Jr High or grammar school.
To be honest with you, I think that my choices OUTSIDE of school were what led me to be overweight. In gradeschool I packed the same sort of lunch everyone else had. (with the exception of the kid who brought in tofu burgers and sprouts and a fruit leather daily) We all had an Ecto-Cooler Juice box, a sandwhich of some kind, most kids had bologne or peanutbutter and jelly, a piece of fruit and either a small bag of chips or Little Debbie snack cake. Is that what we'd consider a healthy balanced lunch today? No, but everyone else managed to stay slim. They played sports and probably had a meat and veggie for dinner and cereal for breakfast and had minimal snacks after school. We ate a lot of Pizza, Chinese, chips, soda, etc at my house.
I'm obviously getting very long winded here, and possibly going on random tangents, but i'm literally just writing down things as I think of them/remember them. I'm going to stop here, and say that it's interesting that there are a lot more obese kids these days. I have to be careful with my own child because he's picky. However, I don't just allow him to eat whatever he wants, whenever he wants. It's a constant battle. I don't know if it's food ingredients, more time on electronic devices or what but i'm willing to be that a lot of it has to do with people not cooking as much anymore.
When we walked in, the other jr high students that actually went to that school were all sitting down, eating and staring at us. I felt the sweat pouring down my face while I grabbed a tray and walked through the line. I could feel them all staring at me and laughing. It's funny how you don't forget these lame things that don't really matter now. They stick with you..and unfortunatly a year or two later I ended up having to transfer to that particular school, but i'll save that for another entry.
There is a very big deal made these days about the quality of school lunches and the choices kids make while they are eating lunch and snacks at school. I remember in highschool kids making a meal out of a carton of french fries and one of those wrapped up Hostess fruit pies you'd get at a gas station. Yet, they stayed slim. Healthy choice? No, of course not, but they burned it all off and i'm sure at home their parents didn't allow them to eat like that. Heck, their parents probably didn't realize what their kids were buying for lunch, as it was highschool, not Jr High or grammar school.
To be honest with you, I think that my choices OUTSIDE of school were what led me to be overweight. In gradeschool I packed the same sort of lunch everyone else had. (with the exception of the kid who brought in tofu burgers and sprouts and a fruit leather daily) We all had an Ecto-Cooler Juice box, a sandwhich of some kind, most kids had bologne or peanutbutter and jelly, a piece of fruit and either a small bag of chips or Little Debbie snack cake. Is that what we'd consider a healthy balanced lunch today? No, but everyone else managed to stay slim. They played sports and probably had a meat and veggie for dinner and cereal for breakfast and had minimal snacks after school. We ate a lot of Pizza, Chinese, chips, soda, etc at my house.
I'm obviously getting very long winded here, and possibly going on random tangents, but i'm literally just writing down things as I think of them/remember them. I'm going to stop here, and say that it's interesting that there are a lot more obese kids these days. I have to be careful with my own child because he's picky. However, I don't just allow him to eat whatever he wants, whenever he wants. It's a constant battle. I don't know if it's food ingredients, more time on electronic devices or what but i'm willing to be that a lot of it has to do with people not cooking as much anymore.
Obese in the 80s, Part 1
It's funny, sometimes I wonder if my parents completely blocked out the fact that as a child, my sister and I were both obese. I don't know if it is a coping mechanism to make themselves feel better or what but at times they will make comments about how chubby so and so's child has gotten. I never say anything but I just kind of think to myself "really? REALLY?!? do we not remember that I weighed nearly 100lbs in ELEMENTARY school?". It's like it's ok to talk about the issue when it relates to other people, but it's completely taboo to discuss our own issues. Swept under the rug the fact.
As I said in a previous post, being an obese child in gradeschool in the 80s, you stuck out like a sore thumb. You were the "token" chunky kid of the class, if you were overweight because you were in fact, the only one. At least I was. Now I lucked out in the fact that since I went to school with the same group of kids from Kindergarden to 7th grade, I didn't get teased to badly. Sure, the occasional "fatso" or a smart ass "Why are you so fat?" or the occasional legitmately innocent voice asking "How much do you think you weigh, anyway?" but other than that, I was for the most part an accepted little (big) citazen.
Something else that made being so big akward, was the fact that my school was so small that at times there were literally only 7 kids in my entire grade and I might be at times the only girl. It's hard to describe, but it was kind of like..since I wasn't pretty and petite, I was almost considered one of the guys, only I was to out of shape to play sports. In fact, you had to be in 5th grade I think to be on our Soccer team and at that time they had combined 5th and 6th grade into one classroom so there were about 14 kids in the entire room. I was the only kid in that room not on the team. AKWARD.
You know what the worst was, though? when we'd go on a field trip to a swimming pool, where i'd be one of the two kids wearing a shirt over my suit (the other one being my awesome best friend at the time who didn't want me to feel stupid) and the ever clever "look, it's a whale" or "Tidal wave!!" comments would come. Either that, or dear god..the one week we had to spend in fifth grade daily driving to this leadership camp where we had to do trust exercises. Nothing worse for a fat kid that trust exercises. I'm sure you've at least done a few of these yourself once or twice. The trust fall, ants on a log (everyone has to balance on a thin log and if one person falls everyone has to start over, so basicly everyone gets pissed at the person that falls off), Tarzan, (there is a small square plank in the mud and each person has to swing acrossed a hill and land on the plank until everyone is standing around squished on it and again, if one person falls off, you start over), the class sit, etc. The class sit was one of the worst. Everyone slowly backs up and sits down until each person is sitting in the lap of the person behind them.
As I said in a previous post, being an obese child in gradeschool in the 80s, you stuck out like a sore thumb. You were the "token" chunky kid of the class, if you were overweight because you were in fact, the only one. At least I was. Now I lucked out in the fact that since I went to school with the same group of kids from Kindergarden to 7th grade, I didn't get teased to badly. Sure, the occasional "fatso" or a smart ass "Why are you so fat?" or the occasional legitmately innocent voice asking "How much do you think you weigh, anyway?" but other than that, I was for the most part an accepted little (big) citazen.
Something else that made being so big akward, was the fact that my school was so small that at times there were literally only 7 kids in my entire grade and I might be at times the only girl. It's hard to describe, but it was kind of like..since I wasn't pretty and petite, I was almost considered one of the guys, only I was to out of shape to play sports. In fact, you had to be in 5th grade I think to be on our Soccer team and at that time they had combined 5th and 6th grade into one classroom so there were about 14 kids in the entire room. I was the only kid in that room not on the team. AKWARD.
You know what the worst was, though? when we'd go on a field trip to a swimming pool, where i'd be one of the two kids wearing a shirt over my suit (the other one being my awesome best friend at the time who didn't want me to feel stupid) and the ever clever "look, it's a whale" or "Tidal wave!!" comments would come. Either that, or dear god..the one week we had to spend in fifth grade daily driving to this leadership camp where we had to do trust exercises. Nothing worse for a fat kid that trust exercises. I'm sure you've at least done a few of these yourself once or twice. The trust fall, ants on a log (everyone has to balance on a thin log and if one person falls everyone has to start over, so basicly everyone gets pissed at the person that falls off), Tarzan, (there is a small square plank in the mud and each person has to swing acrossed a hill and land on the plank until everyone is standing around squished on it and again, if one person falls off, you start over), the class sit, etc. The class sit was one of the worst. Everyone slowly backs up and sits down until each person is sitting in the lap of the person behind them.
Kiss (keep it simple, stupid) Part 2
I lost weight with WeightWatchers in a healthy manner back in 2002. However, when I started losing weight, I also came out of my shell and became less shy. I started hanging out with people from work and gained weight back in slow intervals because I wasn't keeping track of my food and was eating out a lot more. That same year I met my husband and we got married and pregnant (Yeah, we work fast y'all!) and I moved all the way acrossed the country to be with him in Hawaii at Pearl Harbor Naval base. I'd never even been to sleep away camp and wasn't prone to sleeping at other people's houses when I was younger, so can we say BIG adjustment? my entire eating style went out the window. To much Papa Johns, home made chili dogs and nasty boxed Mac and Cheese with the squeeze pouch and not enough water and exercise. I gained 60+lbs with my son. I was 247 at birth. He was perfectly healthy but my blood pressure was super high.
I started Weightwatchers again three weeks later and with the help of losing water from giving birth, I was already down to 222 again. Within three weeks with Weightwatchers Core plan (lean meats and fruits you could eat as much as you need to stay satisfied and you'd have 35 weekly points to spend on bread or whatever non core items you wanted to eat. The plan has changed several times since then.) I was down to 212lbs. However, for whatever reason, I fell off the wagon. We moved from Hawaii to California and we went through a period where we were really really struggling with financial issues and I became very depressed. I'd eat the cheap food we could afford from the store and just sit on the computer all day while my two year old ran around making a mess. I didn't shower everyday. I didn't change my clothes everyday. I got up to 277lbs. I attempted WW twice out there but never went more than a week or two before stopping. It was a really sucky period in my life i'd like to forget. I wasn't the perfect mother I should have been and I wasn't the perfect wife or human being either.
I started to become obsessed more with WHAT I was eating than how much. Which, of course, in a way is a good thing because what Weightwatcher's teaches you in the first place is that you can fit the treats in, and eat what you want, but you also must eat fruits and veggies and healthy fat and protein as well. However, i'd take it to the extreme and began obsessing about the amount of carbs in foods and thinking that to lose weight i'd have to follow what is working for OTHER people..cut the carbs down to veggies, eat meat only. I kept reading and researching and listening to OTHER people and trying to follow THEIR eating plans, wanting that bikini ready body.
In 2007 we moved out here to Guam. It's beautiful, but it's also very, very tiny. It's extremely humid and if your not a beach person (a beach person that enjoys rocks and eels and other sea creatures crawling near your toes) or a snorkeling/hiking type of person, Guam is not for you. We have Kmart, a Macys and some of the same fast food places but that's about it. Still, with what it lacks, you'd think I was crazy to not love a place that gives you a beautiful sunset like this:
But the truth is, i've been miserable here. I've gained and lost the same 30lbs three times in the last nearly four years. I'm overheated, I haven't seen family since the summer of 2007 because it's to expensive (not to mention about a days flying to get here) to fly from here to anywhere, and my confidence is pretty much shot all to hell. My son loves me, my husband loves me, no matter what, but I don't love me. I need to take better care of myself. Stop getting so obsessed with following eating plans that get super fast results but are also super restrictive. Let's face it, at 254lbs right now, i'm far from the stage where I worry about not have any fat ounces sticking out in a bikini. I need to follow a plan that I can stick to for life and GET me even close to a place where i'd only be five or ten pounds overweight. That is why i'm getting back to the basics of Weightwatchers and Kiss. Kiss stands for keep it simple, stupid. I am no longer going to overcomplicate this part of my life. No carb? lalala, can't hear you! Don't eat carbs after 2pm? lalalala don't eat that, ever? lalala, can't hear you!. Everything in moderation, more fruits and veggies, tons of water, that's it!.
I leave Guam for Washington in October and I plan on doing it weighing less. First weigh in is Tuesday, May 31st Guam time. I'd do it Monday, but the gym is closed tomorrow in the morning.
I started Weightwatchers again three weeks later and with the help of losing water from giving birth, I was already down to 222 again. Within three weeks with Weightwatchers Core plan (lean meats and fruits you could eat as much as you need to stay satisfied and you'd have 35 weekly points to spend on bread or whatever non core items you wanted to eat. The plan has changed several times since then.) I was down to 212lbs. However, for whatever reason, I fell off the wagon. We moved from Hawaii to California and we went through a period where we were really really struggling with financial issues and I became very depressed. I'd eat the cheap food we could afford from the store and just sit on the computer all day while my two year old ran around making a mess. I didn't shower everyday. I didn't change my clothes everyday. I got up to 277lbs. I attempted WW twice out there but never went more than a week or two before stopping. It was a really sucky period in my life i'd like to forget. I wasn't the perfect mother I should have been and I wasn't the perfect wife or human being either.
I started to become obsessed more with WHAT I was eating than how much. Which, of course, in a way is a good thing because what Weightwatcher's teaches you in the first place is that you can fit the treats in, and eat what you want, but you also must eat fruits and veggies and healthy fat and protein as well. However, i'd take it to the extreme and began obsessing about the amount of carbs in foods and thinking that to lose weight i'd have to follow what is working for OTHER people..cut the carbs down to veggies, eat meat only. I kept reading and researching and listening to OTHER people and trying to follow THEIR eating plans, wanting that bikini ready body.
In 2007 we moved out here to Guam. It's beautiful, but it's also very, very tiny. It's extremely humid and if your not a beach person (a beach person that enjoys rocks and eels and other sea creatures crawling near your toes) or a snorkeling/hiking type of person, Guam is not for you. We have Kmart, a Macys and some of the same fast food places but that's about it. Still, with what it lacks, you'd think I was crazy to not love a place that gives you a beautiful sunset like this:
But the truth is, i've been miserable here. I've gained and lost the same 30lbs three times in the last nearly four years. I'm overheated, I haven't seen family since the summer of 2007 because it's to expensive (not to mention about a days flying to get here) to fly from here to anywhere, and my confidence is pretty much shot all to hell. My son loves me, my husband loves me, no matter what, but I don't love me. I need to take better care of myself. Stop getting so obsessed with following eating plans that get super fast results but are also super restrictive. Let's face it, at 254lbs right now, i'm far from the stage where I worry about not have any fat ounces sticking out in a bikini. I need to follow a plan that I can stick to for life and GET me even close to a place where i'd only be five or ten pounds overweight. That is why i'm getting back to the basics of Weightwatchers and Kiss. Kiss stands for keep it simple, stupid. I am no longer going to overcomplicate this part of my life. No carb? lalala, can't hear you! Don't eat carbs after 2pm? lalalala don't eat that, ever? lalala, can't hear you!. Everything in moderation, more fruits and veggies, tons of water, that's it!.
I leave Guam for Washington in October and I plan on doing it weighing less. First weigh in is Tuesday, May 31st Guam time. I'd do it Monday, but the gym is closed tomorrow in the morning.
Kiss (keep it simple, stupid) Part 1
In the beginning, I was born normal. I was a little over 8lbs and extremely healthy. I was a cute child with blonde ringlets and a goofy grin. Somewhere around age 7/8 I began to pile on weight. At around this time, my dad was suffering from Alcoholism and went to a few different rehabs before one finally clicked. I honestly cannot say that I remember a lot of what went on during this time. I don't know if it's because I blocked it out, or I just really did not notice because I was a child.
Could I have started stuffing my feelings that early on because I was stressed about what was going on? was my mom overfeeding me because she felt bad? was I acting like a spoiled brat and throwing a tantrum for junk food and my parents gave in because they felt guilty? or we're we all just cluess on what proper portions and moderation are? It's hard to say, and I will never honestly know. Either way I will never blame my parents. EVER. Some may disagree, but I look at it this way. Both of my parents grew up in a different time. My mother's parents would not even allow them to sit on the couch until they were over 12 years old and plastic was always on the furniture. Like many kids of the 50s, my mom and her siblings were told if they did not eat what was put in front of them, they didn't eat. They weren't allowed many sweets at all. My mom was always thin as a rail because her mother cooked odd things, like noodles with ketchup..greasey hamburger soup and other weird concoctions. My mother's parents also refused to drive them places for extra curricular activities so they had to walk miles and miles and miles to get anywhere they wanted to go.
I think because my mother was never taught balance, and her parents were so strict, by the time she had kids that started school, she totally went nuts with the food and allowed us to eat whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted. She was eating foods she had never gotten to eat before either. It's hard to teach your kids proper balance if you were not taught it yourself. I think that is what we are seeing on The Biggest Loser and so many of these other reality shows where everyone in the family is overweight. It's something that goes back generations. Somewhere along the line, someone didn't learn balance and that UNlesson was passed down.
So here I am, nearly 31 years old. I have been as heavy as 277lbs and as low as 164 in my adult life. When I was 164 it was because I crash dieted and over excercised. It was my first attempt at a "diet" my senior year of highschool. Now, at 5 feet 4 inches 164 is still overweight but when you weighed nearly 100lbs in second grade, and have been going to school with kids who've seen you obese SINCE second grade, people think you look like you weigh 143 when your really 164 because they are so used to the bigger you. On another note, back in the 80s it was very akward being obese because back then you didn't see as many overweight kids, so I stuck out!!.
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Could I have started stuffing my feelings that early on because I was stressed about what was going on? was my mom overfeeding me because she felt bad? was I acting like a spoiled brat and throwing a tantrum for junk food and my parents gave in because they felt guilty? or we're we all just cluess on what proper portions and moderation are? It's hard to say, and I will never honestly know. Either way I will never blame my parents. EVER. Some may disagree, but I look at it this way. Both of my parents grew up in a different time. My mother's parents would not even allow them to sit on the couch until they were over 12 years old and plastic was always on the furniture. Like many kids of the 50s, my mom and her siblings were told if they did not eat what was put in front of them, they didn't eat. They weren't allowed many sweets at all. My mom was always thin as a rail because her mother cooked odd things, like noodles with ketchup..greasey hamburger soup and other weird concoctions. My mother's parents also refused to drive them places for extra curricular activities so they had to walk miles and miles and miles to get anywhere they wanted to go.
I think because my mother was never taught balance, and her parents were so strict, by the time she had kids that started school, she totally went nuts with the food and allowed us to eat whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted. She was eating foods she had never gotten to eat before either. It's hard to teach your kids proper balance if you were not taught it yourself. I think that is what we are seeing on The Biggest Loser and so many of these other reality shows where everyone in the family is overweight. It's something that goes back generations. Somewhere along the line, someone didn't learn balance and that UNlesson was passed down.
So here I am, nearly 31 years old. I have been as heavy as 277lbs and as low as 164 in my adult life. When I was 164 it was because I crash dieted and over excercised. It was my first attempt at a "diet" my senior year of highschool. Now, at 5 feet 4 inches 164 is still overweight but when you weighed nearly 100lbs in second grade, and have been going to school with kids who've seen you obese SINCE second grade, people think you look like you weigh 143 when your really 164 because they are so used to the bigger you. On another note, back in the 80s it was very akward being obese because back then you didn't see as many overweight kids, so I stuck out!!.
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