Cheat Day

So today was a cheat day for me. I don't think I went tooooo overboard. I had cheerios for breakfast and watermelon (delish!). Lunch...whoops...a McChicken. At least that was it tho...right? I've drank a sprite...mint brownie ice cream...4 cookies...ok ok...so I did crappy. I had a great weigh in today tho and tomorrow is back to the make-your-body-feel-good food! I started this journey at 155 pounds. On a 4'10" frame...thats a lot. Yes...obese. I hate that word. It's an ugly, horrible word...but hey, what can you do about it? My BMI has been over 32 and I've been trying and trying, waiting and waiting, for it to drop below that. Well, today it did! I hopped on the Wii Fit to do my daily Body Test and it was at 31.98!!! Not much, but enough to make me jump up and down. So yes, I cheated today. Does that mean I'm going to continue that? NO WAY!! Now it's time to keep it moving and get it below 30! Going below 30 will put me in the "overweight" catagory and out of "obese". However...that's about 18 pounds away. I can do it though. My final goal right now is to get my behind into a pair of jeans that are a size 7...they look so tiny...but I can only imagine how good I'm going to feel once I slide them up over my booty and button and zip them with ease. Oh how good that sounds....

No Pizza for You!

So, it seems my days are off and on. Thursday I felt amazing, Friday I felt like death. Saturday I felt great. I swear I was eating good all day and felt wonderful...and then pizza was ordered. I ate 2 and a half pieces. So a couple hours goes by and me and Jacob drive up to the theatre in Waldorf to see the new Alice in Wonderland in 3D. Sadly it was sold out. :( We decided to try and get to the theatre in Lexington Park, but as soon as we got in the car I was soooooo sick to my stomach. It got hot and sweaty, but my hands were cold, and felt like I was going to throw up. My body was screaming at me that it was angry with me for eating that pizza! It took the whole drive home for it to ease up on me.

So here we are on Sunday. I feel super! Isaiah woke up around 8am and hung out with Grandpa for a bit. Then came in the room and watched Monster Jam and played with his trucks, then watched Thomas the Train. Such a good boy he was this morning letting mommy rest! So I got up around 10:30am and got the little guy fed. I decided - eh, I'll do my measurements on the Wii Fit Plus. Usually, when I do this, I just weigh in and do my body test then vow to exercise on it later....some days I do, some days I don't. Well, today I felt so good I decided to just exercise right then and there and got in 32 minutes of cardio and about 6 yoga minutes! Then I cleaned up the kitchen, and made breakfast...which btw, is soooo good. I made oatmeal with some ground flax meal, cinnamon, and a little brown sugar. Oh, and some skim milk. On the side, I made me a tiny cup of half-caf coffee. I'm so proud of myself right now for making pretty much great decisions the last couple days!

Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS)

When I was 21 I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. At first I thought nothing of it. My mother and many women out there get cysts on their ovaries, so no biggie, right? Wrong! I looked it up and was devastated. I found out there is SO much more to it. Here's a brief definition with some of the symptoms taken from Wikepedia:

"Polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS) is one of the most common female endocrine disorders affecting approximately 5%-10% of women of reproductive age (12-45years old) and was once thought erroneously to be one of the leading causes of infertility.

The principal features are obesity, anovulation (resulting in irregular menstruation), acne, and excessive amounts or effects of androgenic (masculinizing) hormones. The symptoms and severity of the syndrome vary greatly among women. While the causes are unknown, insulin resistance, diabetes, and obesity are all strongly correlated with PCOS."

So, once I read all this I suddenly became so very afraid. My biggest fear was that I would never be able to have children. I think most women when they are given this diagnosis feel the same way. It would have helped if I would have had a doctor who then continued to help me. Sadly, all I received was a letter in the mail after some tests had been done telling I had PCOS. The letter continued on by telling me to come back in a year for another check up. That was it. I'm just now getting to the point where I'm able to try and take control of it. Over the last ten years though, I was blessed with an amazing little boy who is now nearly 4 years old. He truly is my miracle baby, and I love him with every ounce of my soul.

(getting ready to go in for his adenoid and tonsil surgery)

Making the right choices

That's what the daily struggle is about. Making the right choices. Do you do the quick and easy or take a little more time and do it right? Today when I was on the verge of quick and easy, I remembered that right before I went to sleep I told myself that I was going to make oatmeal with ground flax meal and a little brown sugar for breakfast. So that's what I did! It was yummy and I feel full, but not stuffed. Still tired, but a little more energy than normal. I need to start getting my water intake better too. So for now I'm starting with 4 glasses a day. For me it might be tough but I believe I can do it! An old high school classmate of mine posted a quote today that hit me and totally woke me up. I hope that it will carry on to all who read it today.

The only thing worth saying today is to Never Quit!! Remember: No One Remembers you when you Start Something, but They Always Remember when you Finish. So, Finish at the End rather the Middle and Never Quit!!!

The beginning.

So here I am, finding my way into my new journey. I need something to keep me going...somewhere I can let out my daily struggles. The last two weeks have been rough on me due to girly crap and I've been exhausted. It's been a horrible cycle of feeling crappy, followed by bad eating and no exercise. I have to get myself together. I have to get healthy and get in shape so I can finally get some new hips. I found a great doctor at the University of Maryland Medical Center who finally agreed to give me hip replacements when I'm ready. He did however say that he wants us to exhaust all other measures, so for now I must stay on anti-inflammatories twice a day and he wants me to lose some weight. It's so hard between the hip pain, and my body holding on to weight due to PCOS. I'll post another day the details of how it all works, but for now I'm just rambling on in the middle of the night to give myself some motivation. They say keeping a journal helps....guess we'll see, eh? Here's to the first of many many blogs tracking my journey of weight loss, healthy eating, exercise...and in the long run....new hips!

Just a clip!

Just a little clip of the little guy learning to skate...too cute i say!

First Time Ice Skater

Today my dad and I took Isaiah ice skating for the first time. With the Olympics being on and just prior to that, the X Games, he's really been digging the winter sports. Since Dad played hockey when he was younger, I thought he might enjoy taking Isaiah out on the ice since I don't know that my hips could handle it. It turned out to be SO much fun to watch. First he learned how to walk on the skates around the regular floor and after a couple minutes was walking like he had on regular shoes! Once the ice was cleaned off, Dad went out for a practice run since it's been quite sometime since he's been skating. As soon as he was ready, he came and got Isaiah and went to town. Of course, little man was shaky and wobbly at first. Poor kid looked like a newborn baby deer out there - LOL. Soon though he learned to find his balance and did well. By the end of the day, though he was still slow, he was making his way beside dad without holding on. I am so proud of my baby boy, and the world might just have a new future hockey player on their hands! :)

(learning how to walk first)

(first steps on the ice!)

(going for a stroll with grandpa)

(doing some drills to help with his balance)
(pulling grandpa along lol)
(wanting to do it all by himself)


(dad getting his groove back)