Oh wow! We’re back from vacation and it was a blast. I’m so excited to blog tonight because I just ran across this article online that was just what I was thinking to blog to you all about. Pleae read it. It’s a great confidence booster about body images.
We spent the last part of our vacation at Great Wolf Lodge in Williamsburg. It was awesome! Great Wolf is an indoor waterpark with lots of outdoors activities and games, etc. for families. So after deciding to go swimsuit shopping for this trip I couldn’t believe I had let mainstream America mess me up like this. I’ve been hiding my beautiful curves under a modest (and ugly) short set of a swimsuit for 5 years. Yes, having one baby forced me from bikinis into coveralls. Not because I’m modest, but because I thought I was fat. I vowed to never take them off until I had lost all the weight. I’m so glad I came to my senses. As I tried on swimsuits prior to our vacation, I was awed by how beautiful motherhood had made my body. Now after going to the waterpark and seeing all forms and sizes of other women who let it all hang out and some who tried to cover up I realized, that all that craziness comes from the media. There may have been 1% of women there with perfect bodies and maybe not even 1% maybe only 0.5%. Honest to God. the skinniest people where a few preteens. And after seeing some nice jiggling bellies I realized what my friend meant when she said belly dancing requires a belly. You actually need a little fat! I couldn’t believe it. Get this, it wasn’t just the location of the waterpark either. The crowd was quite diverse. Besides, my family and I had just left the beach in NC where I witnessed just the same.
Bodies are all different and what you wear depends on you. There were plenty bikinis and everything else on all ages and all walks of life. And I can’t leave out the men who were representing in full force with their guts a-swingin’. Oh how TV and the internet has played a nasty trick on us! The people at the beach and waterpark seemed happy and confident. Even if they weren’t as confident, they weren’t about to miss out on the fun of life because of their body images. I loved every minute of that! Freedom to just be me.
I will forever be trying to eat right and enjoy fun exercise because I want to live a long, healthy life. But best believe I can now see myself in a whole new light. It’s as if all the images I’ve see since I was a girl have been a total lie. Well, I guess they pretty much were. So, I say go for the healthy approach to life and take good care of your body. Then, while you’re working on that, work those curves and flaunt it with attitude. Love your body!
Ahh, a return to fitness. Here I go, on a serious mission —again. Wait, it’s not how it sounds. There has been some success. With the help of my wonderful support team and partners in the same boat (sup Kim and Meek!), I have been able to make remarkable changes to my diet that have actually stuck. I call these “life changes” cuz I’m not going back. I’ll give you an example: I used to eat the six Oreo cookies at once for a little treat. Now I’m down to two and maybe three if I’m splurging. I’ve been eating no more than this amount for 2 years. One way is by not buying the Oreos in the first place. Cause let’s be truthful, I can’t really say no when they’re looking at me everyday. “Eat me, Polly. (They never say, Onjeinika) “Eat me. You don’t want me to go stale,” they sob. So I fessed up and quit bringing them home. But Eric, well that’s a different story. He brings them in as a challenge for me, I guess. I pass the test everytime, but it’s not easy. I always say, “What is he doing?” when I see the cookies on the counter. I shake my head in near defeat as I search the nutrition facts for something new. No luck.
I also cut down the number of Saturday morning pancakes I was consuming and on top of that I switched to 33% less fat bacon. The switch happened accidentally after E brought home the wrong bacon, but it has worked in our favor ever since. Nowadays, I’m full off of less food and healthier choices. Another change to my diet was switching to whole wheat breads and finally getting rid of the sugary cereals I grew up eating. I actually tried a small bowl of my beloved Cinnamon Toast Crunch just for kicks. I couldn’t eat more than two bites. It was just too sweet. Isn’t this wonderful? Life changes really work.
I’m just reviewing the changes I’ve made so far in order to convince myself that I can do a similar thing with exercise. I need to get back to working out 5 days per week and I’d really benefit from 6 days. Right now I’m stuck on 3 days and that’s only enough to maintain the cushy body I have now. I want lean. Yes, that’s right. Lean. So I’m saying I- DE-CLARE- WAR! I’ve gotta do this for me or deal with the reprecussions, of which I am well aware. Heart disease, higher risk of breast cancer, obesity, diabetes, hpertension, fatigue, depression…the list goes on and on. I look at myself and I really would like a change. I see room for improvement. So here I go again. Trying to add to what I started just over 2 years ago. My mantra? God says it’s mine in ’09.
See you at the weigh in. Any health aspects you’d like to evaluate? Holla at a sista.
Ooo this morning’s workout was necessary! I don’t know how I got thrown off these last few weeks. I’ve been walking more to make sure I get some kind of exercise but I really need to sweat, like I did today. Actually I began on the weekend with a new ab routine. I found this one in last month’s Essence. It’s by Donna Richardson-Joyner and it burns! Gotta love it. So I finally faced the facts that even if I don’t see a significant weight reduction ( I only want to drop 5 to 10 pounds) exercies makes me stronger, more fit and healthier. When I fell off my schedule last month during vacation, I could tell. I wasn’t flexible like normal and my muscles ached when I got back to doing push ups. Playing with the kids wasn’t effortless either. So I need to remember to always keep at it. There are wonderful benefits. So wherever you are in your plan to be more active, keep going. Your body knows the difference.
Ah, the weather is shaping up nicely. How about you? Are you hanging tough with your goals to cut calories or lose weight? What about getting some exercise? How is it going? Well, things could be better over here if I get back to my schedule. Yeah and how well will that work when we are going on vacation soon? I don’t know, but I packed workout stuff. I’m on to some healthier eating this week. Desperate times need desperate measures so I decided no treats during the week. I’m not one for depriving myself, but I’ve got to gain control. I haven’t been pigging out on junk, but I do tend to feed my cravings. But now it’s time to really be good to me and give my body what it should have. Good fruits and veggies. Lean meats. Easy on the sugar and fat. If you’re reading this and think I’m crazy, that just means you may to be better to yourself as well. Doing right probably sounds weird because it isn’t the norm. But it’s all right. I’m doing this for me and maybe for my pants who are tired of my belly harassing them. It sure would be nice to buy a decent swimsuit this summer. I’m going to stay on the right track because I’m tired of being bad. I’m turning over a new leaf and thinking outside of the cookie box. I may even check in with some pictures once I achieve success!
Okay, so maybe all the Easter and Birthday treats were a tripping hazard. We gave away as much as we could and I have still had a time in here! But I put it all aside this morning. I coached myself through a full weigh in with measurements. I am fortunate not to be out of control but I did need to rein my sweet tooth in a bit. So I have decided to ignore the big basket of chocolate in my kitchen. This, instead of the 2 or 3 pieces a day I had started eating. Thank God the candies were holding me back from the gourmet chocolate chip cookies on the shelf below them!
This morning I reaffirmed that I do want to be fit. I want to live longer, be stronger, increase my flexibility and have more cardiovascular endurance– you know in case I have to run from a rabid dog, a serial killer or navigate my way to the children’s amphitheatre at Wolftrap park again
. As I did my strength training this morning, I thought to myself, this chick on TV is crazy! But I’m going to hang in there. I enjoy exercise and the wonderful feeling I get afterwards. A change is what I need. So I’m planning some fat burning yoga, Tabeo, dancing and walking. Of course the ellipitical and STAT training will continue. I’m just going to rotate it all to stay interested. In addition, I’m off on a 6 month challenge for myself. Since the last baby will be 2 years old at the end of this September, I’m making that my assessment point. Of course I’ll do weekly weigh in’s and measurements along with my normal monthly goals. But at the end of September, I’ll do some serious before and after comparison and there better be a big difference! If not, that means I have failed to reach my goal. I don’t fail very often, so look out temple! I’m about to upgrade you!
Okay so I cooked some mean burgers tonight. I followed this receipe I got off the internet for bacon and cheddar stuffed burgers. They were rolled in brown sugar and spices, but didn’t end up as tasty as I’d hope. They were good, but mean because of the 418 calorie punch each one packed. Course, the receipe called for 4 burgers and I only made 3—with all that meat. So you do the math. Yeah that’s like 557 cals each. So I’ll say 530 since I didn’t use all the bacon and cheese. And what a shame I ate my WHOLE burger AND the fries I cooked to compliment. Then I almost ate what the kids wouldn’t. The cheesecake brownies and ice cream from lastnight keep calling my name, but I can’t hear it. I wised up since I knew it was burger night and saved my calories for most of the day. True, I liked to died. Whew! A sister just ain’t cut out for this! But I guess I can work on it. I’m training my lioness appetite to purr like a kitten. So I didn’t do too bad for the day. Then after we put the kids to bed and were finished at 8:45pm (kitchen cleaning included – thanks SuperMan!), I went to get some exercise.
Orion made me miss my 7am date with Cathe Fredrick on FitTV, so I had to wait all day. That’s because he refused to nap today. But it’s all right. I struggled with my up and downhill smart program on the elliptical. I hit an all time low tonight, but still hung in there to fight it out for the full 30 minutes. That gave me 445 cals burned. Add in my 2 1/2 minute warm up for 35 cals, plus my warm up stretch and cool down dance, then cool down stretch— I can now say bye, bye burger! Yes I ended the whole routine with a lot of water and a loud burp! Hey! This bouncing baby girl is ready to trim it up! Tomorrow it’s strength training. These love handles get no love!
I took my behind to bed lastnight after folding some clothes, Eric had helped by loading a few baskets while playing XBOX. So this morning I jumped up early and did a hard workout on the ellipitical. It was tough, but I didn’t give up. I may suffer later, since I’ve never done an up hill program before. But I liked the challenge it was giving me. Sometimes sweating it out is great for all the yelling I want to do in here, with all my frustration at children who are adorable but don’t seem to listen and a house that just won’t stay clean! Hubby’s not on this list, because he has a really good track record and hasn’t done much of anything I dislike. A few things yes, but not much. Course, I don’t know if he reads my blog or not. I’d never post an issue with him unless he knew about it first, anyway. I digress. Exercise is great! I’ll try again to stick to a morning schedule. Nighttime is great, but I get hungry after I workout. Don’t want to eat and go to bed. I’m going to do the smart program for the rest of this month and see if there’s a difference. Good luck with your health goals.
I’m still working it out. I mean, I worked out lastnight. After putting all 3 kids down. Yeah, I did it because Eric had an unusally long day and was tired. So I told him to take the night off. It wasn’t too hard with the kids. I did one bath, let Lainey do her own lotion and dress herself. Then I helped Lauren dress while Orion played with bath toys. Next I took him to his room and dressed him too. After 3 bedtime stories, I was a little tired, but found Eric doing the kitchen (which was a mess from all day). He gave me the all clear and I went downstairs for strengthening, stretching, toning and tightening aka STAT. I decided to warm up on the ellipitical for extra calories burned. I expended 133 cals in 10 minutes and then started my stretches. I dread STAT. It’s a routine I put together consisting of 40 pushups (not all in a row), ab work, squats, lunges among other strengthen exercises with a weight bar. I’d rather do cardio because it’s easier, but lastnight I felt better about STAT. After I was done, there was a feeling of accomplishment. I felt strong too. And I always seem to notice a bigger drop on the scale when I do weights. So I’m going to make a real effort to do cardio 3 times and stick with STAT 3 times a week, as well. I have it scheduled for 2 days, but that’s not going to cut it. So now that I feel like it’s beneficial maybe I can do it more often. I need to do something. This week has been disappointing. But I at least have worked out 3 days so far. All done at night. I don’t care, nighttime is actually cool because if the kids get up or whatever, Eric will tend to them. If they get up in the morning it cuts into my workout. It’s just harder to do at night when I’m tired from the day’s events. Anyway, I’m going to keep going for it, whenever I can. To lose this tummy would be nice, but to be stronger and toned is great. My flexibility has improved as well. That’s a welcome change. I keep telling that man I’m not 19 anymore. I can’t do all that stuff and be broke up the next day. I can just hear Lainey speculating, "Mommy did you hurt yourself exercising or did you and daddy spend time together?" I know she can’t know, but I always hear sarcasm when she says "time." Her cognitive processes frighten me. I think she just feels like spending time with daddy is some BS I tell her so she’ll have to go to sleep. But if I don’t exercise she’s hard on me. Sometimes I must remind her that I’m her mother and not the other way around.