I've talked all I can talk.
Now I’m trying to walk while I talk.
I've made up some cute little poster reminders to myself and put them up around my apartment to re-enforce all my hard work and continue my accomplishments. I actually hung up a pair of pants with a little sign on it. These jeans are my goal. I want to feel comfortable and look good in those jeans so I put them on display as a kick in the butt whenever I want junk food.
These are the little messages I’ve left around my place.
Fruit and water are my friends:
Water is so good for you…as I’ve touched on before, and fruit is so much better for you than a bag of chips or a chocolate bar and it’s more filling. Speaking of which, I’m going to devour my pomegranate as soon as I’m done here.
Bring them beautiful collar bones out of hiding:
I used to have a beautiful neck/collarbone area but since the first year at the university they’ve gone further and further into hiding and I want to bring them back!
Grad Pictures:
I took 2 very unflattering ID pictures this summer. Drivers licence and health card…both significant pieces of ID and my face looks huge in both of them. I’m getting grad pictures taken this year because I’m graduating and I want to make sure I’m happy with them.
Get Healthy:
I’m trying to get to the gym as often as I can, and trying to stay away from fried food as well as high sugar options. Healthy heart, lungs, muscles, bones, teeth, eyes I want it all.
Love my body inside and out:
I want to be healthy emotionally as well as physically and I feel that I can achieve that by having a healthy idea of body image. I deserve to be healthy, I deserve to choose good things to eat, I deserve to feel beautiful everyday no matter that my size or shape.
Notice all my goals. They are all attainable goals that keep me focused on staying active and making good choices. I never said “I am fat” or “Loose 40 pounds” or “I need to work out every day for an hour”. Saying those things is a great way to discourage myself, to see only failure when I haven’t met those goals, and it’s unhealthy for me to see myself as disgusting.
I love my curves, and I don’t want to loose them, I just want to lead a healthy lifestyle.
On that note, it’s time for lunch.
Nom, nom, nom!
<3
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
We're not all body builders, and that's ok!
One-thousand crunches.
One hour on the tredmill.
One-hundred lunges and squats.
I am in the process of getting healthy and fit. It has been officially a week and it's been ok so far. I've been walking a lot and drinking more water and so far so good :) I used to be in pretty good shape back in high school but even then I could only do about 10 boy push ups before I pooped out. [Now I think I could maybe do one and three quarters.] I'm excited to use the gym facilities at school but I need to understand that I won't be able to go as hard as I would have the last time I darkened the doors of the gym. It's also really intimidating when the hockey team is out there benching 150 and I'm having the time of my life with the little 8 pound hand weights. The tooth pick girls running on the tredmill for an hour barely breaking a sweat.
I have a new approach. I'm not going to go to the gym and give it 150% because I fear a brain anurism. If you're not physically active on a regular basis the worst thing you could do to yourself is over do it, be wickedly sore and then not go back for 5 days because you can't walk or lift your arms in the shower to wash your hair. I'm more likely to go for a small light work out everyday, work up an endurance and keep upping my time/weights/resistance a little bit every time.
Today for instance. I want to start going push ups because they're good for your back, sholders, arms and chest. [And you don't need equipment to do it.] But I want to be able to do an excersize for more than one rep, and my core isn't as strong as I'd like it to be so it just seemed like it was something I wasn't able to do.
I was thinking back to the days when I worked at the front desk at a gym, to the conversations with personal trainers and it came to me! Kitchen counter push ups! You stand facing the counter, you stand about 2 feet away, put your hands out onto the edge of the counter and do a push up standing up. You can adjust yoruself according to how much you want to feel and what not. Brilliant! Three reps of 12 and I can feel it!
ALSO. Who says you have to run on a tredmill? A moderately fast paced walk at a bit on an incline does wonders and is much lower impact on your knees. [And less movement on those giggly area's. HAHA!]
I'm going to Boston Pizza tomorrow for an early birthday lunch with my family before I leave for school. Porportions will save me from over indulging.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
One hour on the tredmill.
One-hundred lunges and squats.
I am in the process of getting healthy and fit. It has been officially a week and it's been ok so far. I've been walking a lot and drinking more water and so far so good :) I used to be in pretty good shape back in high school but even then I could only do about 10 boy push ups before I pooped out. [Now I think I could maybe do one and three quarters.] I'm excited to use the gym facilities at school but I need to understand that I won't be able to go as hard as I would have the last time I darkened the doors of the gym. It's also really intimidating when the hockey team is out there benching 150 and I'm having the time of my life with the little 8 pound hand weights. The tooth pick girls running on the tredmill for an hour barely breaking a sweat.
I have a new approach. I'm not going to go to the gym and give it 150% because I fear a brain anurism. If you're not physically active on a regular basis the worst thing you could do to yourself is over do it, be wickedly sore and then not go back for 5 days because you can't walk or lift your arms in the shower to wash your hair. I'm more likely to go for a small light work out everyday, work up an endurance and keep upping my time/weights/resistance a little bit every time.
Today for instance. I want to start going push ups because they're good for your back, sholders, arms and chest. [And you don't need equipment to do it.] But I want to be able to do an excersize for more than one rep, and my core isn't as strong as I'd like it to be so it just seemed like it was something I wasn't able to do.
I was thinking back to the days when I worked at the front desk at a gym, to the conversations with personal trainers and it came to me! Kitchen counter push ups! You stand facing the counter, you stand about 2 feet away, put your hands out onto the edge of the counter and do a push up standing up. You can adjust yoruself according to how much you want to feel and what not. Brilliant! Three reps of 12 and I can feel it!
ALSO. Who says you have to run on a tredmill? A moderately fast paced walk at a bit on an incline does wonders and is much lower impact on your knees. [And less movement on those giggly area's. HAHA!]
I'm going to Boston Pizza tomorrow for an early birthday lunch with my family before I leave for school. Porportions will save me from over indulging.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
Thursday, August 12, 2010
I can't seem to locate my clavicle...
I'm on a mission.
I have a goal.
Diggin' it up like burried treasure.
I love the look of collar bones. I used to love mine, but now there's so much stuff hidging it, so it doesn't poke put all nice and pretty. I'll be graduating this April which means grad pictures will be something that I will have to have taken in the not so distant future. Based of my displeasure in the 3 ID photo shoots I've had this summer, I'm cursed to walk around the next 4-5 years with a fat face on my drivers licence, my pass port, and health card. I refuse to have a double chin in my graduation pictures. My grandparents on my mothers side have 9 grand children. I am 6th in order of age and will be the first grandchild to graduate from University. It's kind of a big deal and I'm really excited about it, hence I want grad pictures that I will be proud of.
Getting a little healthier will aid in the search and rescue mission for my collarbone, neck and chin. I don't mind being curvy [I really don't]. I am a huge advicator in healthy body image, which to me means making healthy choices for my body. I've learned to accept I will never be a size 4, let alone a size 0. [Personally I think I would look really weird if I was that little.]
This may be a stupid thing to add, but did you know that a nectarine is a cross between a peach and a plum? I love peaches, but the skin rubbing against my teeth makes me want to have a seisure. [It's my nails on a chalk board.] So cross it with a plum and you get one of the tastiest fruit creations ever.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
I have a goal.
Diggin' it up like burried treasure.
I love the look of collar bones. I used to love mine, but now there's so much stuff hidging it, so it doesn't poke put all nice and pretty. I'll be graduating this April which means grad pictures will be something that I will have to have taken in the not so distant future. Based of my displeasure in the 3 ID photo shoots I've had this summer, I'm cursed to walk around the next 4-5 years with a fat face on my drivers licence, my pass port, and health card. I refuse to have a double chin in my graduation pictures. My grandparents on my mothers side have 9 grand children. I am 6th in order of age and will be the first grandchild to graduate from University. It's kind of a big deal and I'm really excited about it, hence I want grad pictures that I will be proud of.
Getting a little healthier will aid in the search and rescue mission for my collarbone, neck and chin. I don't mind being curvy [I really don't]. I am a huge advicator in healthy body image, which to me means making healthy choices for my body. I've learned to accept I will never be a size 4, let alone a size 0. [Personally I think I would look really weird if I was that little.]
This may be a stupid thing to add, but did you know that a nectarine is a cross between a peach and a plum? I love peaches, but the skin rubbing against my teeth makes me want to have a seisure. [It's my nails on a chalk board.] So cross it with a plum and you get one of the tastiest fruit creations ever.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Lean, Mean, Walkin’ Machine {originally posted Wednesday, August 11, 2010}
Left...left...left-right-left.
Move those arms ladies!
That's right; I'm talking about old fashioned walking.
Ever seen that old claymation movie called Santa Claus is Coming to Town? All about how Chris Cringle came to be? It came in a Christmas package of VHS's with Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer, and Frosty the Snowman. Well there's a song that plays in the movie and the chorus goes a little something like this...
"Just put one foot in front of the other and soon you'll be walkin 'cross the floor!
Put one foot in front of the other, and soon you'll be walkin out the door!"
It's inspired me to walk. As much as I can and wherever I can, just walking. To get fit you don't have to kill yourself on the treadmill or render your legs useless when it comes to going up and down the stairs. Slow and steady wins the race. The rabbit [as far as I'm concerned] passed out due to heat exhaustion from givin' her on that hot summer day. I'm telling you that if you're walking fast enough you'll break a sweat with out breaking your knees from impact or breaking your face off your girls. [Of you are so endowed.]
I challenge you to walk a mile in your own shoes every once in a while and see what the health benefits will bring. AND don't forget to hydrate because...
Muscle consists of 75% water
Brain consists of 90% of water
Bone consists of 22% of water
Blood consists of 83% water
The functions of water in human body are vital. The water...
Transport nutrients and oxygen into cells
Moisturizes the air in lungs
Helps with metabolism [BING BING BING!]
Protect our vital organ
Helps our organs to absorb nutrients better
Regulates body temperature
Detoxifies
Protect and moisturizes our joints
Nom! Nom! Nom!
<3
Move those arms ladies!
That's right; I'm talking about old fashioned walking.
Ever seen that old claymation movie called Santa Claus is Coming to Town? All about how Chris Cringle came to be? It came in a Christmas package of VHS's with Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer, and Frosty the Snowman. Well there's a song that plays in the movie and the chorus goes a little something like this...
"Just put one foot in front of the other and soon you'll be walkin 'cross the floor!
Put one foot in front of the other, and soon you'll be walkin out the door!"
It's inspired me to walk. As much as I can and wherever I can, just walking. To get fit you don't have to kill yourself on the treadmill or render your legs useless when it comes to going up and down the stairs. Slow and steady wins the race. The rabbit [as far as I'm concerned] passed out due to heat exhaustion from givin' her on that hot summer day. I'm telling you that if you're walking fast enough you'll break a sweat with out breaking your knees from impact or breaking your face off your girls. [Of you are so endowed.]
I challenge you to walk a mile in your own shoes every once in a while and see what the health benefits will bring. AND don't forget to hydrate because...
Muscle consists of 75% water
Brain consists of 90% of water
Bone consists of 22% of water
Blood consists of 83% water
The functions of water in human body are vital. The water...
Transport nutrients and oxygen into cells
Moisturizes the air in lungs
Helps with metabolism [BING BING BING!]
Protect our vital organ
Helps our organs to absorb nutrients better
Regulates body temperature
Detoxifies
Protect and moisturizes our joints
Nom! Nom! Nom!
<3
It’s Been A while {originally posted Monday, August 9, 2010}
Call it forgetful
Call it lazy
Call it whatever you want
I haven't written anything here is a long time.
Newest update on the nutrition front, I’m being aware of my portion sizes and learning how to say no I’m full. I'm living at my parents’ house this summer and I have a 16 year old brother who eats everything in sight. so if I don't eat, I don't get any. this is awful because I like to enjoy tasty things. example. my mom bought me, my sister and my brother each a jar of nutella. I love the stuff but it never lasts in the house because if I want to spread out my portions I’ll never have any. my sister finished her jar before the holidays ended and I don't ever think I saw my brothers jar again after he opened his. mine lasted me at school all semester long! and then when I brought it home someone ate it!
I’m heading back to school in a week and I’m going to be living on campus and to be totally honest I’m not stoked for my staple food to be pizza and bad sandwiches. it's so expensive to eat healthy on campus and their fruit is really awful. luckily I have a nice big fridge in my room to keep apples, oranges, carrots and other healthy fresh food so I’m not filling up on nasty university food.
The gym is literally 500 feet outside the front door of my residence building so I better get my act in gear and stop being so lazy. I like riding the stationary bike while listening to my ipod. [side note, my computer died leaving me with no music on my computer and no way to sink the music from my ipod onto my computer...silly? YES!]
I made red velvet cupcakes today. no they are not low fat and yes they have cream cheese icing. I’m so bad :) hehehehe.
Nom! Nom! Nom!
<3
Call it lazy
Call it whatever you want
I haven't written anything here is a long time.
Newest update on the nutrition front, I’m being aware of my portion sizes and learning how to say no I’m full. I'm living at my parents’ house this summer and I have a 16 year old brother who eats everything in sight. so if I don't eat, I don't get any. this is awful because I like to enjoy tasty things. example. my mom bought me, my sister and my brother each a jar of nutella. I love the stuff but it never lasts in the house because if I want to spread out my portions I’ll never have any. my sister finished her jar before the holidays ended and I don't ever think I saw my brothers jar again after he opened his. mine lasted me at school all semester long! and then when I brought it home someone ate it!
I’m heading back to school in a week and I’m going to be living on campus and to be totally honest I’m not stoked for my staple food to be pizza and bad sandwiches. it's so expensive to eat healthy on campus and their fruit is really awful. luckily I have a nice big fridge in my room to keep apples, oranges, carrots and other healthy fresh food so I’m not filling up on nasty university food.
The gym is literally 500 feet outside the front door of my residence building so I better get my act in gear and stop being so lazy. I like riding the stationary bike while listening to my ipod. [side note, my computer died leaving me with no music on my computer and no way to sink the music from my ipod onto my computer...silly? YES!]
I made red velvet cupcakes today. no they are not low fat and yes they have cream cheese icing. I’m so bad :) hehehehe.
Nom! Nom! Nom!
<3
Beauty things I could not live with out. {originally posted Tuesday, July 6, 2010}
Number one. hair is something one should never sacrifice for budget. I am a strong believer in healthy hair. it doesn't have to be beautiful, but it must be healthy. buy nice shampoo if the cheap stuff is mediocre. if your hair feels frizzy or dead or limp just take your shampoo and conditioner up a notch! also. hair strengtheners are so so so so harsh on your hair. I have just found that using a hair dryer and a nice round brush works wonders with out the actual iron part. for special occasions and what not, yeah go ahead and torch your head, but everyday? really? nah man, give her a break. she's the cherry on the top of your Sunday. I just recently purchased L’Oreal ever pure shampoo and its sulphate free. and it's glorious. it has such a rich lather it's unreal and I love it.
Number two. your skin. I’m not talking weather or not you have acne, because everyone is going to have something that works for them in the face region. do your thang. but your body skin is just as important as your face skin. lets say a handsome young man happens to touch your arm and you flake all over him, or your skin is so rough he looses a finger. embarrassing? yes. avoidable? absolutely. I use a loofa in the shower for every day use. I actually don't shower everyday so every other day...which happens to be better for the environment. it gently buffs away dry dead skin making room for new healthy and soft skin. but once a week I use soap and glory flake away body scrub. its okay if sometimes her friends are flaky, but a lady's legs should never be! that's their slogan for the product and I find it hilarious. and having long hot showers is not so great for your skin, because the more water that hits your skin, the more it removes your skin’s Natural Moisturizing Factor which is built-in natural oils that keep skin soft and supple. lastly, moisturizing is huuugggeee! I moisturize my whole body right after getting out of the shower. before I’m even completely dry I lay it on and it makes my lotion go farther and it soaks into my skin as it dries with the water. I am smooth and soft all the time.
Number three. water is your life source as well as a wonderful beauty secret. drink some.
•Enhanced health
•Increased energy
•Bright, clear eyes
•A radiant complexion
In addition, bloating and puffiness often disappear. How does this liquid work its magic? Behind the scenes, water...
•Carries nutrients to every cell in your body
•Flushes out nasty toxins
•Improves circulation and blood flow
•Lubricates your joints.
So ladies, be generous to your hair, good to your skin, and flood your body with water. every once in a while forget about your make up and the latest hairstyles, you should look and feel good with out it. and water is so good for you!
nom! nom! nom!
<3
Number two. your skin. I’m not talking weather or not you have acne, because everyone is going to have something that works for them in the face region. do your thang. but your body skin is just as important as your face skin. lets say a handsome young man happens to touch your arm and you flake all over him, or your skin is so rough he looses a finger. embarrassing? yes. avoidable? absolutely. I use a loofa in the shower for every day use. I actually don't shower everyday so every other day...which happens to be better for the environment. it gently buffs away dry dead skin making room for new healthy and soft skin. but once a week I use soap and glory flake away body scrub. its okay if sometimes her friends are flaky, but a lady's legs should never be! that's their slogan for the product and I find it hilarious. and having long hot showers is not so great for your skin, because the more water that hits your skin, the more it removes your skin’s Natural Moisturizing Factor which is built-in natural oils that keep skin soft and supple. lastly, moisturizing is huuugggeee! I moisturize my whole body right after getting out of the shower. before I’m even completely dry I lay it on and it makes my lotion go farther and it soaks into my skin as it dries with the water. I am smooth and soft all the time.
Number three. water is your life source as well as a wonderful beauty secret. drink some.
•Enhanced health
•Increased energy
•Bright, clear eyes
•A radiant complexion
In addition, bloating and puffiness often disappear. How does this liquid work its magic? Behind the scenes, water...
•Carries nutrients to every cell in your body
•Flushes out nasty toxins
•Improves circulation and blood flow
•Lubricates your joints.
So ladies, be generous to your hair, good to your skin, and flood your body with water. every once in a while forget about your make up and the latest hairstyles, you should look and feel good with out it. and water is so good for you!
nom! nom! nom!
<3
The Dreaded ID Picture…I look like I’m on Crystal Light {originally posted Tuesday, June 22, 2010}
Mug shot?
Retarded hair?
Double chin?
All three of those things just describe my new license picture I’m going to have to live with for the next 5 years. I thought my 16 year old picture was bad...haha I’d go back in a heart beat! I'm staring at the camera trying not to look like a zombie, and I turned out looking a bit stunned. the picture makes your hair look like a silhouette rather than detailed texture, so I look like I have little to no hair on one side of my head. then there's the fact that my face is gigantic! it's this big round awful pancake! I realize it's just an unflattering picture but it's still one I have to show people.
Crystal light is the best drink in the world! my favourite flavour is peach raspberry peach with added periodic insulin fibre...3g per 500ml serving actually. it's soooo tasty! I’ve decided not to drink pop or fruit juice with high sugar content in it anymore. if I intake sugar it'll be through better things like CHEESECAKE! just throwing that out there. I know aspartame and acesulfame-potassium are probably not the greatest things to be pumping into my body, but I figure I’ll drink more water and if I need flavour I’ll add a packet of low calorie drink mix. 10 calories a serving, 3g of fibre, and 4% of my daily calcium intake.
Just don't do too much research on artificial sweeteners like aspartame or acesulfame-potassium and ruin it for yourself...like I almost did. if you're a flavour person like I am and hate drinking plain water on a regular basis, cut up some lemons or limes into circle slice and rock the natural beauty of water. crystal light will be a treat for me from now on I’m thinking.
For more details on the dangers of artificial sweeteners please visit this terrifying website where Janet Starr-hull discloses the very biased facts about the toxins in the chemicals. I’m sure it's not great, but it can't be THAT bad...right?
http://www.sweetpoison.com/aspartame-sweeteners.html
nom! nom! nom!
<3
Retarded hair?
Double chin?
All three of those things just describe my new license picture I’m going to have to live with for the next 5 years. I thought my 16 year old picture was bad...haha I’d go back in a heart beat! I'm staring at the camera trying not to look like a zombie, and I turned out looking a bit stunned. the picture makes your hair look like a silhouette rather than detailed texture, so I look like I have little to no hair on one side of my head. then there's the fact that my face is gigantic! it's this big round awful pancake! I realize it's just an unflattering picture but it's still one I have to show people.
Crystal light is the best drink in the world! my favourite flavour is peach raspberry peach with added periodic insulin fibre...3g per 500ml serving actually. it's soooo tasty! I’ve decided not to drink pop or fruit juice with high sugar content in it anymore. if I intake sugar it'll be through better things like CHEESECAKE! just throwing that out there. I know aspartame and acesulfame-potassium are probably not the greatest things to be pumping into my body, but I figure I’ll drink more water and if I need flavour I’ll add a packet of low calorie drink mix. 10 calories a serving, 3g of fibre, and 4% of my daily calcium intake.
Just don't do too much research on artificial sweeteners like aspartame or acesulfame-potassium and ruin it for yourself...like I almost did. if you're a flavour person like I am and hate drinking plain water on a regular basis, cut up some lemons or limes into circle slice and rock the natural beauty of water. crystal light will be a treat for me from now on I’m thinking.
For more details on the dangers of artificial sweeteners please visit this terrifying website where Janet Starr-hull discloses the very biased facts about the toxins in the chemicals. I’m sure it's not great, but it can't be THAT bad...right?
http://www.sweetpoison.com/aspartame-sweeteners.html
nom! nom! nom!
<3
I Sure Talk A Lot of Smack About Myself {originally posted Wednesday, June 9, 2010}
I haven't had to buy bigger "fat pants" since September.
My calves are smokin hot,
I surround myself with people who encourage me.
I must admit my hormonal feelings are killing me this week. so I decided to talk about things I like about my body, and why I have such a decent body image. yes I have my weak weeks, but at the end of the day I am me, and what's the use wishing I was someone else? I like my hair. it's not long and luxurious, it's short. when I keep up with hair cuts it's spunky and fun. I box dye it myself but I want to steer away from that since I nuked it red in April and it still hasn't faded at all but the roots are lovely :
I LOOOVVEE short hair. it's fast and easy and I’m never too worried over having a "bad haircut" because it's just hair and it'll grow back. the shorter the do, the less you're attached it's kind of nice.
My eyes are another feature I enjoy on my face. they're hazel, but when I wear purple they look greener. I actually wear purple glasses that I thoroughly adore. I have discovered the wonders of wearing no make up sometimes in public. I figured why not go naked face while I can right! but I do love getting dressed up and playing up my fantastic eye lashes.
I may be the heaviest I’ve ever been in my life, but I have never felt more beautiful. this I owe a lot to my best friend, who is also my wonderful boyfriend. I see myself as curvy, not FAT. such a nasty word. I pride myself my ability to dress myself to disguise my flaws. I have love handles people! I just don't stuff myself like a sausage into my clothes. I also have a gaggle of gals who I’ve been close to since high school who have good ideas of body image. I know people who are obsessed with loosing weight that they make other people feel guilty for their choices. I would rather have encouragement over having my nose rubbed in the fact that I enjoy junk food every once in a while. I’m not the kind of person to completely eliminate multiple food groups from my diet. I enjoy eating too much to say good bye forever.
I’ve said it once...I’m going to say it again! my calves are smokin hot! hahaha! I enjoy their shape and size and the lines the shadows of my muscles create. OHH yeah! I haven't bought a pair of bigger "fat pants" since September! that means I’m not gaining more weight. Which is wonderful. for a while I felt like I was always gaining weight...nothing is worse than buying fat pants...no matter what stage. I have a super cure pair of jeans I want to feel less like a sausage in so that's my goal. setting reasonable goals are goals I can achieve. don't come on right out and say "I want to lose 30 pounds" because that's just daunting.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
My calves are smokin hot,
I surround myself with people who encourage me.
I must admit my hormonal feelings are killing me this week. so I decided to talk about things I like about my body, and why I have such a decent body image. yes I have my weak weeks, but at the end of the day I am me, and what's the use wishing I was someone else? I like my hair. it's not long and luxurious, it's short. when I keep up with hair cuts it's spunky and fun. I box dye it myself but I want to steer away from that since I nuked it red in April and it still hasn't faded at all but the roots are lovely :
I LOOOVVEE short hair. it's fast and easy and I’m never too worried over having a "bad haircut" because it's just hair and it'll grow back. the shorter the do, the less you're attached it's kind of nice.
My eyes are another feature I enjoy on my face. they're hazel, but when I wear purple they look greener. I actually wear purple glasses that I thoroughly adore. I have discovered the wonders of wearing no make up sometimes in public. I figured why not go naked face while I can right! but I do love getting dressed up and playing up my fantastic eye lashes.
I may be the heaviest I’ve ever been in my life, but I have never felt more beautiful. this I owe a lot to my best friend, who is also my wonderful boyfriend. I see myself as curvy, not FAT. such a nasty word. I pride myself my ability to dress myself to disguise my flaws. I have love handles people! I just don't stuff myself like a sausage into my clothes. I also have a gaggle of gals who I’ve been close to since high school who have good ideas of body image. I know people who are obsessed with loosing weight that they make other people feel guilty for their choices. I would rather have encouragement over having my nose rubbed in the fact that I enjoy junk food every once in a while. I’m not the kind of person to completely eliminate multiple food groups from my diet. I enjoy eating too much to say good bye forever.
I’ve said it once...I’m going to say it again! my calves are smokin hot! hahaha! I enjoy their shape and size and the lines the shadows of my muscles create. OHH yeah! I haven't bought a pair of bigger "fat pants" since September! that means I’m not gaining more weight. Which is wonderful. for a while I felt like I was always gaining weight...nothing is worse than buying fat pants...no matter what stage. I have a super cure pair of jeans I want to feel less like a sausage in so that's my goal. setting reasonable goals are goals I can achieve. don't come on right out and say "I want to lose 30 pounds" because that's just daunting.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
Feeling Like an Ocean Liner? Just One of Those Days {originally posted Tuesday, June 8, 2010}
Having a "fat day".Notice the double chin no one else sees.
Lookin back at old pictures when you were thinner.
ALL DANGEROUS! even those who are comfortable in their own skin seem to have one of those days every once in a while. me? well, once a month it usually comes around. hormones suck. the bloating, the self critique of the body, all stem from my little friend...PMS. chemicals racing through my blood and into my brain, testing my confidence in my body image, telling me I’m chubby. and it's when I crave the food that isn't going to help my situation. the irritability and mood swings, this type relates to the balance between estrogen and progesterone. If estrogen predominates, anxiety occurs. If there's more progesterone, depression comes a knockin at your bloated belly's door.
Back in ancient Greece, men thought when a woman was moody or anxious around her menstruation was because she had a wondering uterus. the only way to fix her mood and wandering uterus was to nail it down in her belly with her husbands’ seed. HAHA! men were so dumb! little did they know that the hormone levels only continue to increase as the baby grows. if Greek men thought PMS was bad, the following is a list that includes but not limited to; strong feeling of sadness or guilt, difficulty sleeping even when tried, crying all the time, sleeping all of the time, even when the baby is awake. being unable to eat, even when hungry, worrying about the baby too much. oh, and panic attacks, feelings of anger toward the baby, and thoughts about harming the baby or yourself.
And I thought hormones making me think I’m fat were bad. try having your hormones make you think terrible things about your baby. terrifying stuff ladies! but thank goodness women have equal rights and access to highly trained doctors.
It's days like today when I say to myself, I’m going to lose weight! I’m going to do it! I’m going to eat better and exercise all the time everyday. it's also days like today when all I want is to sit in the basement stuffing popcorn in my mouth watching the always awesome programming of TLC. nothing like say yes to the dress to remind me of how much thinner I want to be by the time I go looking for a wedding dress! AHH! I can't get away from it! my bat wing biceps and buttery booty have struck again!
Does making light of it help? sometimes. I just hope there's someone out there who feels the same way and takes encouragement in the fact that there is at least one other person in this world who's trying to love them self in spite of their mean girl hormones. I swear mine should be named Regina George and Lindsay Lohan.
Something about celery doesn't quite speak to my PMS cravings like ice cream does. here's to all the ladies with raised progesterone or estrogen levels today!
nom! nom! nom!
<3
Lookin back at old pictures when you were thinner.
ALL DANGEROUS! even those who are comfortable in their own skin seem to have one of those days every once in a while. me? well, once a month it usually comes around. hormones suck. the bloating, the self critique of the body, all stem from my little friend...PMS. chemicals racing through my blood and into my brain, testing my confidence in my body image, telling me I’m chubby. and it's when I crave the food that isn't going to help my situation. the irritability and mood swings, this type relates to the balance between estrogen and progesterone. If estrogen predominates, anxiety occurs. If there's more progesterone, depression comes a knockin at your bloated belly's door.
Back in ancient Greece, men thought when a woman was moody or anxious around her menstruation was because she had a wondering uterus. the only way to fix her mood and wandering uterus was to nail it down in her belly with her husbands’ seed. HAHA! men were so dumb! little did they know that the hormone levels only continue to increase as the baby grows. if Greek men thought PMS was bad, the following is a list that includes but not limited to; strong feeling of sadness or guilt, difficulty sleeping even when tried, crying all the time, sleeping all of the time, even when the baby is awake. being unable to eat, even when hungry, worrying about the baby too much. oh, and panic attacks, feelings of anger toward the baby, and thoughts about harming the baby or yourself.
And I thought hormones making me think I’m fat were bad. try having your hormones make you think terrible things about your baby. terrifying stuff ladies! but thank goodness women have equal rights and access to highly trained doctors.
It's days like today when I say to myself, I’m going to lose weight! I’m going to do it! I’m going to eat better and exercise all the time everyday. it's also days like today when all I want is to sit in the basement stuffing popcorn in my mouth watching the always awesome programming of TLC. nothing like say yes to the dress to remind me of how much thinner I want to be by the time I go looking for a wedding dress! AHH! I can't get away from it! my bat wing biceps and buttery booty have struck again!
Does making light of it help? sometimes. I just hope there's someone out there who feels the same way and takes encouragement in the fact that there is at least one other person in this world who's trying to love them self in spite of their mean girl hormones. I swear mine should be named Regina George and Lindsay Lohan.
Something about celery doesn't quite speak to my PMS cravings like ice cream does. here's to all the ladies with raised progesterone or estrogen levels today!
nom! nom! nom!
<3
Shake Those Puppies Free! {originally posted Tuesday, June 1, 2010}
I never had a problem with them until recently.
They catch everything like a shelf.
Clothes today don't make enough room for them.
I’m trying to talk about the girls, and their mission to make my life miserable. I remember thinking to myself, "I wish I had bigger ones! bigger is better!" bigger is not better! bigger is annoying-er and more painful walking down stairs in the morning. wearing a dress that does not require a bra is completely out of the question, and I just found that my sports bra doesn't quite cut it. women are all about getting the bigger enhancements but I find it so hard to find clothes [dresses specifically] that fit the puppies free and out in the world!
I went dress shopping last weekend for a wedding I’m going to on Friday, and I LOVED this dress at H&M and it fit pretty well. [which I was totally excited about because that means I’m finally getting rid of some of that winter padding I’ve been accumulating over the last couple months.] the problem? the girls were a bit squished and flattened and it just looked awkward and didn't fit. [terribly upset because it was the biggest size of that dress offered in the store] but fashion is designed for girls with no chest!! or girls who don't care about keeping them in their shirt. I don't know about you, but my girls don't speak or understand English so for someone to talk directly to them is quite pointless.
SOOOOOO I found a dress at another store, but I can't tell you how hard it was to find a dress that didn't leave anything to the imagination. AND being chestier means lower cut tops look skankier than they would on a girl not as endowed. I like v neck t shirts but the shape is like an arrow pointing straight to the centre of the girls. I personally thing the collarbone is one of the most beautiful part of a body, but no one can see it if your cleavage starts at your throat. not saying mine does...but sometimes it feels like it.
Be careful what you wish for girls...big boobs don't go back to how they used to be...losing weight just deflates them. too much? HAHA! nah.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
They catch everything like a shelf.
Clothes today don't make enough room for them.
I’m trying to talk about the girls, and their mission to make my life miserable. I remember thinking to myself, "I wish I had bigger ones! bigger is better!" bigger is not better! bigger is annoying-er and more painful walking down stairs in the morning. wearing a dress that does not require a bra is completely out of the question, and I just found that my sports bra doesn't quite cut it. women are all about getting the bigger enhancements but I find it so hard to find clothes [dresses specifically] that fit the puppies free and out in the world!
I went dress shopping last weekend for a wedding I’m going to on Friday, and I LOVED this dress at H&M and it fit pretty well. [which I was totally excited about because that means I’m finally getting rid of some of that winter padding I’ve been accumulating over the last couple months.] the problem? the girls were a bit squished and flattened and it just looked awkward and didn't fit. [terribly upset because it was the biggest size of that dress offered in the store] but fashion is designed for girls with no chest!! or girls who don't care about keeping them in their shirt. I don't know about you, but my girls don't speak or understand English so for someone to talk directly to them is quite pointless.
SOOOOOO I found a dress at another store, but I can't tell you how hard it was to find a dress that didn't leave anything to the imagination. AND being chestier means lower cut tops look skankier than they would on a girl not as endowed. I like v neck t shirts but the shape is like an arrow pointing straight to the centre of the girls. I personally thing the collarbone is one of the most beautiful part of a body, but no one can see it if your cleavage starts at your throat. not saying mine does...but sometimes it feels like it.
Be careful what you wish for girls...big boobs don't go back to how they used to be...losing weight just deflates them. too much? HAHA! nah.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
Angel Lush Cupcakes…Oh Baby! {originally posted Sunday, May 30, 2010}
I got this from a Kraft magazine, and it is the tastiest low fat cupcake recipe in the WORLD! I didn't put pineapple in my frosting because I didn't have any and it was just as good. just add a splash of milk to the pudding mix and cool whip to help wet things down a bit. ALSO, read the angel food cake box carefully and listen when it says to put the cupcakes in the oven DIRECTLY after you pour the mix into the little paper cups. the paper baked into my cupcakes...haha yeah it was rough.
What You Need!
1 pkg. (450 g) angel food cake mix
1 pkg. (4-serving size) Jell-O Vanilla Fat Free Instant Pudding
1 can (14 fl oz/398 mL) crushed pineapple in juice, un-drained
1 cup thawed Cool Whip Light Whipped Topping
12 fresh strawberries, cut in half [I used blackberries because they were on sale...you can use any berry!
Make It!
HEAT oven to 350ºF.
PREPARE cake batter as directed on package. Pour into 24 paper-lined muffin cups. (Batter will nearly fill cups.) Bake 26 min. or until tops are light golden brown. Cool in pans 10 min.; remove to wire racks. Cool completely.
MIX dry pudding mix and pineapple in medium bowl. Gently stir in Cool Whip; spread onto cupcakes.
TOP with berries.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
What You Need!
1 pkg. (450 g) angel food cake mix
1 pkg. (4-serving size) Jell-O Vanilla Fat Free Instant Pudding
1 can (14 fl oz/398 mL) crushed pineapple in juice, un-drained
1 cup thawed Cool Whip Light Whipped Topping
12 fresh strawberries, cut in half [I used blackberries because they were on sale...you can use any berry!
Make It!
HEAT oven to 350ºF.
PREPARE cake batter as directed on package. Pour into 24 paper-lined muffin cups. (Batter will nearly fill cups.) Bake 26 min. or until tops are light golden brown. Cool in pans 10 min.; remove to wire racks. Cool completely.
MIX dry pudding mix and pineapple in medium bowl. Gently stir in Cool Whip; spread onto cupcakes.
TOP with berries.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
Caterpillars and Butter-Thighs {originally posted Thursday, May 27, 2010}
Two things I want to touch on this week.
Eye brows, and eating your feelings.
Caterpillars...if eyes are the window to the soul...shouldn't one make sure the curtains look nice? and if you're unable to...shouldn't you get a professional to handle it for you? I’ve seen some pretty bad ones in my day, including my own at one point. I plucked them so thin you couldn't really see them...and them I plucked one and it ended up being too short. so one was longer than the other and I had to draw in the end bit with eye liner...not proud but moving on. I know mine are not au natural and far from the thick and gorgeous brows going down the cat walk these days, but as long as they suit the face their on I’m good! be kind to your eyebrows ladies.
Hokay...butter-thighs. I have a confession. I pigged out on pizza today and had ice cream yesterday and I feel bloated and guilty for it now, but I wouldn't have traded the way it made me feel at the time for anything. I have the worst job I’ve ever had in my life working at a packaging company standing for 9 hours a day stuffing little hotel shampoo's into boxes as fast as I can. it's not glamorous but it's money. anyhoo, I eat my feelings. I do. it's bad and I shouldn't, but I do. I am a girl who doesn't say "is eating that now going to feel as good as being skinny later?" I want to punch those girls in the throat. of course it's not, but if I don't eat that crispy crunch blizzard now, I’m going to be thinking about that ice cream for an unhealthy amount of time after. if a man can't handle a little extra junk all over the car innuendo I’m going with, then he isn't worth your time!
***[Story that kind of relates...a guy friend of mine a few years ago took a bag of chips away from me so I would stop eating them...uuuh excuse me douche-master but the next time you take food away from me, I’m going to shove it up your nose!!!]***
nom! nom! nom!
<3
Eye brows, and eating your feelings.
Caterpillars...if eyes are the window to the soul...shouldn't one make sure the curtains look nice? and if you're unable to...shouldn't you get a professional to handle it for you? I’ve seen some pretty bad ones in my day, including my own at one point. I plucked them so thin you couldn't really see them...and them I plucked one and it ended up being too short. so one was longer than the other and I had to draw in the end bit with eye liner...not proud but moving on. I know mine are not au natural and far from the thick and gorgeous brows going down the cat walk these days, but as long as they suit the face their on I’m good! be kind to your eyebrows ladies.
Hokay...butter-thighs. I have a confession. I pigged out on pizza today and had ice cream yesterday and I feel bloated and guilty for it now, but I wouldn't have traded the way it made me feel at the time for anything. I have the worst job I’ve ever had in my life working at a packaging company standing for 9 hours a day stuffing little hotel shampoo's into boxes as fast as I can. it's not glamorous but it's money. anyhoo, I eat my feelings. I do. it's bad and I shouldn't, but I do. I am a girl who doesn't say "is eating that now going to feel as good as being skinny later?" I want to punch those girls in the throat. of course it's not, but if I don't eat that crispy crunch blizzard now, I’m going to be thinking about that ice cream for an unhealthy amount of time after. if a man can't handle a little extra junk all over the car innuendo I’m going with, then he isn't worth your time!
***[Story that kind of relates...a guy friend of mine a few years ago took a bag of chips away from me so I would stop eating them...uuuh excuse me douche-master but the next time you take food away from me, I’m going to shove it up your nose!!!]***
nom! nom! nom!
<3
36/18/33 {originally posted Thursday, May 20, 2010}
That's not the combination to my bike lock.
Nope it is not the co ordinates to buried treasure.
It's not an important date either.
It's Barbie’s bust, waist and hip measurement if she was a real walking talking breathing human being. everyone is all caught up on Barbie and how ridiculous her proportions are and how all of her internal organs wouldn't fit in her tiny waist, or how she'd have sever back problems because her waist is as big as her head and wouldn't be able to support the weight of her chest, or how she wouldn't be able to walk because her feet and ankles are so small they couldn't carry her weight...even though she'd only be 100lbs which with her upwards of 6 foot frame wouldn't have enough body fat to menstruate.
As a kid I didn't care about Barbie. I realized early on she wasn't a human. But I did grow up watching Disney movies looking at Ariel and jasmine and belle.
All three of them have waists half the size of their head and eye balls bigger than their mouths. I don't know why I thought they were a more realistic version of what a woman was. [maybe it was because they were alive in the TV...I don't know, moving on.] Disney also gave me really unrealistic exceptions about hair. I may keep my do cropped off and short these days, but as a child I longed to have hair like the little mermaid or Pocahontas.
Anyways. I went to Disneyworld in grade 5 and I met a few Disney princesses and I remember thinking...they look fat. I mean, how messed up is that!? I didn't even really know what fat was in grade 5 but I knew those women in costumes were not as thin as the cartoons I watched on TV.
Well, food for thought. hahahahaha...food.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
p.s. Does anyone else dwell on the fact that Ariel was 16 in the little mermaid? and she got married at 16.
Nope it is not the co ordinates to buried treasure.
It's not an important date either.
It's Barbie’s bust, waist and hip measurement if she was a real walking talking breathing human being. everyone is all caught up on Barbie and how ridiculous her proportions are and how all of her internal organs wouldn't fit in her tiny waist, or how she'd have sever back problems because her waist is as big as her head and wouldn't be able to support the weight of her chest, or how she wouldn't be able to walk because her feet and ankles are so small they couldn't carry her weight...even though she'd only be 100lbs which with her upwards of 6 foot frame wouldn't have enough body fat to menstruate.
As a kid I didn't care about Barbie. I realized early on she wasn't a human. But I did grow up watching Disney movies looking at Ariel and jasmine and belle.
All three of them have waists half the size of their head and eye balls bigger than their mouths. I don't know why I thought they were a more realistic version of what a woman was. [maybe it was because they were alive in the TV...I don't know, moving on.] Disney also gave me really unrealistic exceptions about hair. I may keep my do cropped off and short these days, but as a child I longed to have hair like the little mermaid or Pocahontas.
Anyways. I went to Disneyworld in grade 5 and I met a few Disney princesses and I remember thinking...they look fat. I mean, how messed up is that!? I didn't even really know what fat was in grade 5 but I knew those women in costumes were not as thin as the cartoons I watched on TV.
Well, food for thought. hahahahaha...food.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
p.s. Does anyone else dwell on the fact that Ariel was 16 in the little mermaid? and she got married at 16.
Mmm…Cheesecake! {originally posted Wednesday, December 9, 2009}
That's it.
I’ve had enough.
I’m changing my ways before it's too late.
I’m done mowing candy and lofting around, and I’m serious this time. I want to be healthy. I want to feel good in my clothes. I want to look at myself the mirror in my undies and not see things I want to fix, but things I’m proud of. I know I’m beautiful. not in a cocky way, or a cover of a magazine way, but the sense that I am a woman who knows who I am sort of way. I don't care about what number is on the tag of my pants, or the fact that the size of my chest determined that jump to the all feared XL. I’m not ashamed of my size, I’m just ashamed I let myself get so out of shape.
I’m not into flash diets because they're unhealthy and frankly if I want a piece of cheesecake, I’m going to eat a freakin piece of cheesecake. I’m not a runner because frankly there's far too much painful bouncing going on. and lets not kid ourselves, I’m one of those unfortunate people who you see running along the road and point and laugh at because my legs do this weird flail thing when they kick out. and I breath really heavy when I run apparently...this was pointed out by a skinny dumb girl I went to high school with who said "stop breathing so heavy! you're making me tired!" thanks a heap dr. Barbie.
I will be posting my progress as the summer progresses, along side healthy recipes, physical activities I like, and discuss why I’m not trying to loose weight [though I happily welcome it] but changing a lifestyle of bad habits.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
I’ve had enough.
I’m changing my ways before it's too late.
I’m done mowing candy and lofting around, and I’m serious this time. I want to be healthy. I want to feel good in my clothes. I want to look at myself the mirror in my undies and not see things I want to fix, but things I’m proud of. I know I’m beautiful. not in a cocky way, or a cover of a magazine way, but the sense that I am a woman who knows who I am sort of way. I don't care about what number is on the tag of my pants, or the fact that the size of my chest determined that jump to the all feared XL. I’m not ashamed of my size, I’m just ashamed I let myself get so out of shape.
I’m not into flash diets because they're unhealthy and frankly if I want a piece of cheesecake, I’m going to eat a freakin piece of cheesecake. I’m not a runner because frankly there's far too much painful bouncing going on. and lets not kid ourselves, I’m one of those unfortunate people who you see running along the road and point and laugh at because my legs do this weird flail thing when they kick out. and I breath really heavy when I run apparently...this was pointed out by a skinny dumb girl I went to high school with who said "stop breathing so heavy! you're making me tired!" thanks a heap dr. Barbie.
I will be posting my progress as the summer progresses, along side healthy recipes, physical activities I like, and discuss why I’m not trying to loose weight [though I happily welcome it] but changing a lifestyle of bad habits.
nom! nom! nom!
<3
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