Day 4- GAG...

I will just let my video do all the talking for me. Please ignore the pampered chef pan... that baked our chicken- the only thing we ate!

For the most part everything else has been... satisfactory. I have found some favorites. Okay, I'm lying... I actually haven't yet- but at least I am surviving right?

I thank the good Lord every day I started purchasing thrive freeze dried fruit however. It's the only thing keeping me alive when I have moments like the video above shows. ;)

Is 3 Times a Charm? Liebster Award Nomination

HEY-OHH! You know you have ALL missed me. :) It has been one heck of a crazy few days/ weekend. It has been amazing and very enlightening. Empowering and definitely much needed. I feel rejuvenated.

 

First off, Thursday night I started a walking regimine with a new friend. It was a lot of fun the three times we have done it since. That said- tonight was hell. In a... burns soo good sort of way. ;) We actually interval trained and some other things around the perimeter of my town. It was EPICLY painful. (I am currently sitting here with a heat patch on my lower back, and my hair is dripping dry from my HOT shower. "Aint nobody got time fo' dat!"

 

 Secondly, Friday night was the beginning of an AWESOMELY memorable girls weekend I had with about seven of my close girl friends. I miss my lady friends like mad sometimes- and this was a blast!

Don't look TOO closely to this picture v below!
I'm a photographer- but my friend Shelby actually took this shot. Sadly that means she wasn't acutally in the picture. So some of the other girls asked me if I could fix that.

I will let YOU play the WHERE'S SHELBY finding game. ;)

(And if you are looking for me, I'm the blonde amazon... haha!)

 

 

 

We did a lot of eating. A LOT. BUT I listened to my body and ate "okay." I didn't gain any weight- so I'll take that for my weigh-in. haha!

 

We also checked out the most amazing Chihuly Glass Museum. For a photographer- this was EPIC!

 

 

So. Enough about how AMAZING I was this week and how we rocked out with our *&^% out.

Like a boss.

 

I have some serious business I need to get down to.

I was nominated three different times for the liebster award.

 

The Liebster Award is for bloggers with fewer than 300 followers. A blogger nominates 11 fellow bloggers and asks them a set of 11 questions. The rules state that a nominee must link back to the blogger from whom they received a nomination. The nominee will write 11 random facts about themselves and then answer the 11 questions which have been set for them. They in turn will nominate another 11 bloggers (yeah I probably don't even KNOW that many bloggers... haha!) and pose 11 questions to them. This is a really fun way to discover and connect with new bloggers and help us all gain some new followers along the way.

A big thanks to: Life or Something Like It, A Year of Transformation, & KTJ Weighing In.

 

11 Random Facts about me:

 

1. I'm 6 feet.

 

2. My eyes change colors when I'm moody, sad, excited or with my clothes. It's pretty awesome!

 

3. I have three children and had them in 4 years. ACK!

 

4. I LOVE to read and I LOVE to write. (Go figure, eh?)

 

5. I'm a freak and love pink. And lime green. Oh and really into turquoise right now too... and... and... and...

 

6. I have a BA in media communications. Someday I'd like to use it and become a public speaker for eating disorders.

 

7. I am a photographer. I LOVE IT! It gives my heart joy and gives me a release.

 

8. I hate strength training.

 

9. I hate running.

 

10. I love my own personal space and FREAK OUT whenever people drop by unexpectantly.  It's almost as if I go into a full blown panic attack! haha- it's wierd. I have boundaries.

 

And 11. I'm on Prozac and feel it was the BEST thing I have EVER done for myself, and my family. If you have any questions about this or post-partum depression please feel free to ask away. I may have physical boundaries- but I sure can talk a ton! ;) And I'm horrible with secrets.

 

Now. This next part is tricky since three blogs nominated me. So I'm going to go with the first blog I was able to find it on! haha!

1. Favorite book? The Alliance by Gerald Lund

 

2. What made you start blogging? I started blogging five years ago when my husband and I graduated college. I found it to be a great release. I started blogging about my weightloss three years ago-ish. Having online support was almost as good as having someone there with me. I also am the BIGGEST CLUTZ EVA! I really needed to record the happenings for me and my children. I need to have a record of this HELL that I'm living, right?

3. Favorite exercise? UGH. I do NOT have a favorite. I used to be an avid mountain biker and roller blader. I have even mountain climbed a few times. I would say those and swimming are favs.

 

4. Favorite time of year? I love the fall. The color changes after the sweltering heat always makes my heart sing. PLUS- I'm a photographer! haha!

5. What is your goal for the year? 1 pound a week for the year. Yeah... I got some work to do... but I'm not worried. ;) And to learn to love myself no matter what!

6. Favorite holiday? Hmmm... It really isn't a holiday but I LOVE my birthday! hahaha! ;)

7. Best vacation? By far- this weekend in Sea-Town with my girls!

8. Guilty pleasure? If you judge me I will block your crazy arse from my blog. ;) Julie Garwood and Nora Roberts. I can't bring myself to say what kind of writers they are... google it. BAHAHA! (And maybe, JUST maybe... I might be addicted to Toddlers and Tiara's. Only just a little bit though. It's such a train wreck! haha!)

9. If you had a day all to yourself, what would you do? Eat chocolate, read, take pictures, and shave my legs. :P

10. Beauty tip you can't live without? Washing my face with hot water, and rinsing it with cold water. It feels A-MAZE-ING! And I have to rinse my hair with cold water in the shower. Gotta close those pores up!

11. Glass half full or half empty? Depends on the mood. I'm pretty pesimistic generally though. Sad, I know. Hence the prozac. WOOT WOOT! HAHA!

My 11 Questions for whomever cares honestly. I don't know who to nominate- so take it upon yourself to answer these and let me know you did it! ;) I'd love to read your answers!

 

1. What's your favorite memory?

2. What's your favorite name- boy or girl? (I know wierd, but I really love Noriko... but my husband doesn't. haha!)

3. Why do YOU blog?

4. Give us your best advice about anything.

5 & 6. What was your hardest struggle and how were you able to overcome it?

7. What is your favorite show?

8. What is one of your short term goals?

9. What do you want to be when you grow up? (hehe!)

10. What is YOUR guilty pleasure?

11. And how do you deal with your emotions? Do you find it to be healthy? Suggestions or advice about how to help others find healthier outlets? (I'm just curious.)

 

Now take THIS challenge upon yourself and DO IT! Don't forget to check back with me and let me know! (You can click on the Liebster photo and save it to your computer to put it onto your blog too!)

 

Love Nikki

My Vomit-inducing Meal Plan...

Yesterday I had a problem that I never thought I would have. Ever. I struggled eating ENOUGH calories! What, say what? Yes I know. How could someone who LOVES to eat... not have enough to eat?

Well here's the deal. I am also now a nursing mom of a 11 week old. I need to amp this business up or I am going to stop producing milk for her.

So anyway, yesterday I sat down on my "My Fitness Pal" and recorded my last few pieces of food into my food journal and my jaw dropped. I had only eaten 1100 calories in the entire day. Thinking back I knew that I had spilled half of a protein shake in my van (wah wah... bad move!) and had substituted out my hard boiled egg for plain oatmeal with fresh strawberries. Can I add that substituting out my proteins for some carbs was also a HORRIBLE move! I could literally feel the oatmeal eating a hole from the inside of my stomach, creating a path straight to my butt. No joke. Due to this new highway to my butt, I really need to get these cravings under control. The only way to do that is to cut out the carbs as much as I can this first week. That said, because I nurse I need to make sure I am eating at LEAST 1800 calories every day.

So here are what my meals are supposed to consist of (and due to the nightmares I had of big macs and whoppers coming to invade my body, I will make SURE to eat all of my nasty-liscious shakes!)::

Every morning I wake up and have a frozen berry, peanut butter and whey protein shake.

As the day moves on I am supposed to have three more of these without peanut butter.

I say "supposed to" because HOLY STARS these get disgusting REALLY fast! 

These are some of my favorite snacks right now.

My house also smells like it is in a constant state of bad gas.

By that, I do mean farts.

Have you ever noticed how HORRIBLE hard boiled eggs smell?

Well let me assure you, it IS the eggs and NOT me!

(Add about a quarter of the package of ranch seasoning to a pound or more

of non-fat cottage cheese, and you get a pretty incredible high in protein dip/

salad dressing.)

This was my lunch today. Believe it or not, it was 300 calories.

Very high in protein, very low in carbs...

 and just the right amount of fat to help with nursing!

(Don't worry... I am only eating this way this week. I realize it looks weak

and if I start feeling as if my stomach is crawling outside of my body through my

throat in search of more food... I will adhere to its call!)

Also, lets not forget how stuffed I am from those DISGUSTING shakes.

I might have just said that with a British accent. You will never know. 

And for todays special!

EUW!!!!!

Haha! Actually the truth is... I look forward to my lean cuisines after the gym.

Some of you may hate them, but they aint too shabby on a hungry stomach!

 

Well. There you have it. Pretty much what I have been surving on all week. I guess that explains why I only ended the day with 1300 calories last night. (I had some carrots and cottage cheese, and another egg to increase my caloric intake.) Nothing on here looks THAT good that I am just JUMPING to overeat some more. Is that the point of this first week? Yup. I think so.

Good. Then it's working.

Starting Over...

Hello hello my dear readers. And so it has began... and I can hardly move my arms to type this due to HARDCORE working out! :) Yesterday my husband and I weighed in with some new freinds to start off a Spring weight-loss/ lifestyle change contest. Can I tell you a secret? I think I might have punched the scale. I mean... it had to be off right? There's NO WAY I'm back at where I started again. Just no way.

Well, alas it is the sad truth. I have to start over. I know some of you are probably thinking, "eh... no biggie, you know you can do it."

While other's are probably thinking, "YOU IDIOT! How could you do that to yourself again?!!!"

And then there are those who are with me in thinking, "HOLY CRAP BATMAN. I have to do THAT all over again??!" Boy am I in for a ride. *insert face palm here*

Last year I got down to 234.

Right now I'm at *cough* (I will divulge in a week... lets just say I AM starting over.)

And lets add that HOODIES are NOT my friend right now...

My husband is coming along for the ride this time too!

This makes me happy since I am the one that kept bringing home the junk for him

to eat right along with me. :( Poor guy!

 This is where I used to be:

But this is where I want to be (a little more rounded out and soft, just like

the hubs likes it! haha!)

And this is where Josh and I will be together at the end of this!:

I love my family. I adore my children. And I love my new home. With all of that I still fight the war against over-eating. I scoff at people who try to tell me how to fight it... when they have never been there themselves. It is a fight I will have for the rest of my life. But I want to have that life... and so I will sacrifice this year of yummy pleasure eating to a torment of hell in the gym and nasty tasting food that will kill the taste buds, so that my children will have a mom AND dad as they grow. (Whew! That was a terrible run-on sentence, wasn't it?)Because... aren't  my children worth it?

Wasn't she worth all the weight in the World?

...And aren't Josh and I worth it?

I would like to think so...

So come along for the ride because it is going to be a rough one full of silly moments and terrible disappointments. It will also be full of triumph and friendships that are tested...  and I can use ALL the encouragement that is out there.

Because aren't we all beautiful? 

It's Time...

Sitting down she has to wipe at her chin with the back of her hand. Slobbering like a dog begging for food she slowly opens the white box. Groaning from both pleasure and guilt she stares at what lies before her.

Chocolate.

Chocolate Donuts.

She tosses the box down to the ground and pulls at her hair, trying to control the change that is starting to overcome her body. Finally giving in she throws herself on top of the strewn morsels and begins to tear into the meat of the dirty little temptations.

"MOMMY..." asks her tiny son with eyes as round as the moon. "What are you doing?"

She sits up and cleans up her face trying to muster enough strength to respond with out scaring her little boy.

"Mommy is just... playing?..."

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Have you noticed I haven't written a blog in over a week now? Well if you haven't, I sure have! I've noticed it every single day as that day has passed. Why? Because I'm struggling. Sitting down and facing my issues on here is a little overwhelming. But if I don't record how I feel now then not only am I not being honest with you, but I am not being honest with myself.

Last Thursday I had the amazing cream puff. It was so good and so rich I only ate the one, and even had a hard time holding it down. It was pretty rich, and after not eating sugar for two weeks I had quite the sugar rush.

Unfortunately for me that sugar rush started some type of feeding frenzy. That night I wanted another. No I didn't go and buy more, but the next day I gave in and had some cookies. The day after that Josh and I had fast food. Monday I had a doctors appointement and decided I deserved a treat. Oh- did I forget that Sunday was superbowl? Actually... I did really well on SuperBowl Sunday because we spent it with Rachel's family. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and now today. Every single day I had one or a couple chocolate donuts.

WHAT IS GOING ON WITH ME????

Well, today is a new day and I have not had any sugar today. I decided since It's still morning time and while I'm still golden I better make another pledge for myself. I have a really hard time when I don't achieve my own personal goals, so I know if I do this now I will have a better chance of keeping to it. I pledge that today and tomorrow I will not have any sugar. Monday (Valentines Day) I will allow myself one dessert. My husband already has a special date planned out for us and I think that as long as I keep myself with in reason I should be able to control myself enough to enjoy one treat. Then starting Tuesday the 15th I will not have sugar for 14 days.

I know I have a problem controlling my caloric intake. I am also discouraged because of my injuries. So this is the time I need to be on top of my eating. If I let it all go down the toilet now I will have gained nothing and learned zip from this entire journey. I know I can do this... because I have to do it. There is no if's, what's, or but's about it. I HAVE to do this now. My clock is ticking and my heart needs me to become the best and healthiest I can be NOW. I may not ever get another chance and what is Josh supposed to say to my children if I do have an early heart attack or be diagnosed with heart disease? It just isn't the life I would like for my children.

So here is me making another promise to myself for myself and for my children. Because I may have hard days and I might be disappointed I can't achieve some goals, but it does not mean I get to sabotage everything else I have worked so hard for.

I hope you can learn from my mistakes and we can take this journey together because not only will I need your support, but I learn from your experiences as well.

Here's to us- because who really wants to be called a crack addict? lol! ;)

Love Nikki

ps. Above story is NOT a true representation of what happens between me and chocolate. I promise!!! HAHA!

Dragging My Feet... Err, Hip?

So I realize now that I have not kept everyone updated on if I was able to keep my goal of no sweets for 14 days.

Sadly... I can not DISSAPPOINT you!

I did make it and it was AMAZING! And totally worth it too! :) Especially since my ENTIRE family ate those silly little pink and white frosted animal cookies in front of me all weekend. Those are one of my sinful little pleasures. But alas- I refrained!

Tomorrow Rachel and I are going to the wonderful Asian market to get ourselves some yummy cream puffs! :P

On the other hand I have some sad news as well. It looks like my hip injury is a lot worse then I ever thought, or anticipated. The biggest problem is that it will be a slow recovery for it. I wrote a blog here about a fall I took in July that really hurt me and apparently must have done some damage. Why did I continue to work myself hard afterward? I guess I felt I had to prove my macho-ism and strength to myself. I had to KNOW that I could still accomplish my goal and need to become healthy and fit.

Well. You reap your rewards, don't you.

So now my regimine will have to be altered to just plain' ol walking in water. UGH. This will be a challenge for me because I YEARN to swim. However at this point that would be counter productive. Now I know I need to peppy and optimistic about this... and honestly it might be kind of a nice break... but it also makes me sad. I feel like I let myself down by not allowing myself to heal LAST year. Now I may not be able to run the race in May.

I will however stop dwelling on that. As it was pointed out to me, I will still burn a lot of calories with the water resistance, right?! I will also start retraining my body's posture, and the outer muscles in my hips/ thighs. I haven't been equalizing my work outs and am now... weak? in certain muscle groups.

Who knows... this can all turn out to be a great "new year"/ "new me" problem solving challenge, right? I will come out stronger physically and emotionally if I don't allow this to bog me down. And plus-I do look forward to not having this constant companion of pain with me every day. That, my friends, will be heavenly!

BECAUSE WE ARE NOT ONLY BEAUTIFUL .. BUT STRONG TOO! :)

Curses!...

Curse this wretched feeling of guilt! I'm going to hold true to my original goal. 14 days of no sugar.

*Great Scott! This is going to be a rough weekend.

Want Some Sugar...Sugar!?

Today is day... 11!!! of no sugar. Whew, and what a struggle it has been! I've noticed that I tend to crave my treats in the evening. I'm not sure if it's related to boredom or habit but it is quite the struggle. When I wake up in the morning I feel refreshed though, and that is what makes this worth it for me.

Now I'm coming up on a dilemma. Josh and our family are driving the four hours to visit my family. It's tax season you see... and who else to get help from then from your parents! My dad is an accountant for the government so he helps us file every year. The dilemma I'm coming across is that my mom is an AMAZING German cook! My mouth is watering right now just imagining some of her didily-scrumptious meals right now. German pancakes- warm my soul. Apfle Kuchen- break my heart. Deutsch pastries- shatter my entire being. THIS IS GOING TO BE A STRUGGLE.

So, I need some advice. I called Rachel and talked it over with her a little bit. She's the one who has been holding me accountable for my end of the contract and I felt I at least owed her a phone call. If my mom makes me a treat, or makes my most favorite meal in the World I can't be expected to turn it down, right?

Well... the truth is I called my mom and told her about my "deal" and she understands. Rachel also said that the point of the contract was to help me get my crazy addiction under control... which I admit has worked for now. It's a struggle that I will fight my entire life and as long as I know I can control it then I'm in-charge. She said that it's okay if I have a treat- as in ONE treat this weekend and I'll be fine. The reward for waiting 14 days with out sugar would be decadent cream puffs at the Asian market. If I have something this weekend, then I have to wait another week before I get my uber yummy cream puffs. And then I'm allowed one treat every week.

What do you think? Should I hold out until Tuesday and have the cream puffs... or enjoy this weekend and worry about it in another week?

Who would have ever thought I'd be having an inner battle over german pancakes? Huh.

A Pain in my Shin...

Remember how several posts and a week and a half ago I fell playing basketball? I hurt my groin and in turn had some rubber band action with my right calf/ tendons? Well I think this may have either brought an underlying issue to a head (shin splints), or I really pulled something in there.

*ARGH!!!*

Could this really have happened when I have so much of myself riding on the hope I can compete in my first triathlon in May?

Okay- I'm probably being a tad dramatic right now, especially since I still have about 4 months left but soft tissue injuries are a BEAR to heal. I also need to train hard as often as I can from now until then. I'm a big girl with a need for some serious endurance training. Will two months be enough to make me comfortable enough to swim, bike, and run for three (or more) hours? I sure hope so.

They say nothing holds someone back more then themselves. Well, I may have held myself back unintentionally.

Now I need to stay optimistic and hope this problem will clear up on its own. If I can't do a triathlon until the middle of the season then fine. That will have to be enough to suffice my need for this. The most important point about going down this competitive road is to help me get fit and lose weight. I will succeed. :/ I hope. ;)

Now to more exciting news... today is day 7 of no sugar! The last day of my first week! Yay me! I lost 1 pound and feel super great. I've been sitting at 237 for MONTHS and finally can jump (or limp) for joy at seeing 236.

It's been a rough one... but my leg and I? We'll get through it... together.

xoxo Nikki!

ps. I'm going in to see the doctor today at 4 pm. We shall see what the prognosis is! :)

The Infamous Purse ...

Do you know what "purse" I am referring to? Well let me give you a hint. It's not the bag us young ladies enjoy carrying all of our change and receipts in. It's something a little more... disturbing.

Some may even know it by the name- apron.

Have you figured it out?

Yes? No?... It is the infamous nasty saggy belly that all postpartum mothers get after giving birth to their miracles. It is the stretched out flabby stomach that every person experiences after they lose a ton of weight. It is something that should ALWAYS stay hidden. haha! :)

Today I had an experience with my lose skin/ purse. It was a mortifying moment in my life this morning that left me flushed with shame and shaky with humiliation. While playing basketball my pants fell part way down... and out... came... the... PURSE!!!

I was running down the court to my offensive position as a post. Panting for air and trying to make sure I get there quickly I dodged #30 from the opposing team. As I got to the key I slowed down and just as I was turning around, while lifting my hands in the air I felt a ... breeze.

Oh no.

Only someone who has lost their pants before knows how that feels and it is not a pleasant or happy moment.

Panicked I lowered my arms quickly and grabbed for my pants just as I noticed my shirt was up a bit as well.

"WHAT AM I? NAKED???" I frantically thought to myself as I hucked my pants up to my chin. Re-adjusting my jersey I began to shake and looked around like a trapped dog searching for a way out.

No one is looking.

By now both teams are up in the key jumping around like a group of teenagers dancing in a mosh pit. The ball seems to be bouncing up and down in the air like a beach ball at graduation. I forget my misery and with a grunt jump up to catch a rebound.

Now... there are two points that I'd like everyone to take home today from this story.

1.) I was mortified and wanted to crawl out of the gym and die. But! I didn't. I moved on.
2.) When I got home I went STRAIGHT to the bathroom and lifted my shirt to exam my nasty belly. What did everyone get a nice good look at today?

And pleasantly surprised I noticed this... MY SKIN HAS FINALLY TIGHTENED UP.

How have I not noticed this before?

No longer does my belly hang over my pelvis. No longer can I grab hand fulls of it and pretend to think it's funny when inside I'm sobbing in disgust.

Now don't get me wrong- I have a LONG way to go before I want anyone to see this belly, and even then it'll remain a mystery for all those around me. I still have a lot of toning to do, and my skin has lots of room for improvement in the un-stretching department but I SEE and FEEL a difference.

WHAT I'M DOING IS FINALLY WORKING!!!

My body is morphing into a body that I can recognize under the fat and skin. :) This gives me the motivation to keep going, and the inspiration to let you all know that YOU CAN DO IT TOO.

LOVE NIKKI!!!!
ps. Today is day 5 of NO sugar!- AND! The picture is one of embarrassment... not tears. ;)

Twitching...

Today was the first complete day of NO SUGAR for me... and I have to tell you that I AM TWITCHING. Seriously though I am ready to fly off the handle. I feel as if I'm starving. Is that wierd or what? I have the worst case of the munchies (sugar deprivation induced) and can not get chocolate cookies out of my mind.

This is hell. Just saying.

I have never eaten so many clementines in my life.

My aunt mentioned I need to find a new outlet for me to put all my stressed energy into. Yes! I really really do. I think though, that perhaps writing is that for me. I've been working on sewing my very first home-sewn pajama bottoms and that helped yesterday.

Today though? NOTHING IS HELPING. I went on a three hour walk earlier today to suck up some Vitamin "D" and that helped get my mind off of food at the time. Now that I'm home, and my hips are uber sore... I just want me some comfort food.

Don't worry though. I won't cave in to these horrible human responses. Why? Because I'm not human. I am amazing. :) HAHA! Really though, it's because I want this feeling to BE GONE.

I want to be free of this food induced prison.

Hopefully tomorrow will be ... different. Hopefully I won't be "twitchy". ;)

Love Nichole

Thanksgiving- How Well Did YOU Do?

To tell you the truth I think that on the actual day of Thanksgiving I did really well. I dished up way more then I could eat, and snacked the entire day. And the pie? I had a few bites of three different pieces. Probably because they were all so good and rich I couldn't handle any more then that.

I guess you can say that ... I may have cheated a little on my own challenge. I did; however not finish my plate of food. I stopped when my stomach revolted against anything else entering it's dark hole of nasty-ness.

With that said I'm on the mend health wise and I only have my son's third birthday and Christmas left to hinder me edibley. (Is that even a word?) So now that I'm all fat and sassy and full of pumpkin spice goodness I think I will begin focusing on my cardio and resistance training once again.

INSANITY- Are you ready for me?

ps. I did black friday this year... and stood in line for 4 hours at Target. I know I'm crazy. Do you think this counted as a cardio or perhaps a leg workout? I mean... My feet WERE sore! HAHAHA! JK!

Thanksgiving and Winter Weight Gain

How many of you are completely freaked out about the extra pudge that seems to be hanging out around our mid-section?

I have to admit I think that I may be going soft from being sick for as long as I have been. Man- when I get hit with something, it really takes me out for a LONG time. Having our anniversary, my 27th birthday, and NOW Thanksgiving I think my body is going to just explode in revulsion.

So I think I'm going to make a challenge for myself and all of you to see if we can not GAIN 5 pounds this weekend!

I challenge all of us to eat through out the day* of Thanksgiving. I challenge all of us to have normal portion sizes with all the yummy fatty goodness. I also challenge... wait for it... for all of us to have only ONE desert.

YUP! I went there! ;) Only one small slice of pie y'all. Do you think you can do it? Well, I'm going to try really hard to because I've had enough chocolate in these last two weeks to feed an army battalion. UGH. Talk about a gross feeling.

So I leave you to your holiday bliss feeling a little scared. But I know we can all do it! It's for our health after all. And to make myself feel a little better about the last two weeks I'm going to go work out with my huge bouncy ball right now.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!

*Eating through out the day will help keep your metabolism up. If you don't eat all day then pig out for the big meal your body has a bigger chance of wanting to hold on to all the extra fat. Not only that, what usually happens when we eat too much? We go to sleep. Lets make this year a little different from the rest of them!