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I made my amazing beef stroganoff. Not good for the diet. I ate it. A LOT. Like 3000 calories worth of it in 2 days. I punished myself today. I took M for a run. The pitbull/boxer hauled ass and I just kind of followed. Not really. She is well trained and runs at my side. But at times I emotionally feel pulled. We have a tight bond. If i tried to explain it, you would think I am crazy.
Okay, I will kind of try. She can be sound asleep, and if I whisper her name, or any of the variations of her name I use, she will be at my side within 30 seconds no matter where she is. Right now she is napping and facing away from me. I just looked at her, slowly turning my head and she immediately looked back.
As for her attitude, when she was 7 months old my extremely fertile neighbor came over with her daughter who was just learning to roll over. I was in the kitchen and out of sight. M loved this baby like no other, and always stayed near her unless I was doing something cool. The neighbor was changing said baby's diaper and turned away to do something, leaving the baby on the couch unattended. (I never said she was a good mother) The baby rolled over. Sometime during the roll M must've stood up, and the baby ended up half on the couch and her other half on M's back. I have no idea just how long (no more than 10-20 seconds) she was like that, but when i walked into the room, that is how i found them. I ran over, laid the baby back onto her back and told M she would make a better mother than our neighbor. I told my neighbor what had happened and she laughed it off like it was no big deal. After that, anytime that baby was around, M and I stayed close no matter who was "watching" her.
A year later M had gone at least 10 months without seeing said baby. These old neighbors of our came to visit our house. The moment the baby, now a toddler, got out of her car seat she started squealing at M, and M jumped our 5 foot fence, and ran to that little girl. She kissed her and soon gave her a "tour". The toddler grabbed M's tail and M led her around like her tail was a leash and she showed said toddler all her toys and favorites places. The toddler spent the night that night, and M, who usually sleeps around the foot of my bed or the side, slept outside the door where the toddler slept. The door was wide open, but M has never been allowed to sleep in the same room with the little one, so she knew to stay at the entrance and not in the actual room. (This may also be because that is the future nursery and we have never really allowed M much time in there)
When we first brought M home, we were told by my mother and step-dad that no pitbull mix would EVER be allowed alone with my step siblings. Within months that had changed. My step dad said "The kids can only stay there if M is there" when I had the kids over to our old apartment. I should specify that the apartment was recommended by some friends and they said it was "GREAT AREA! SO SAFE!" and within 3 days of us moving there Gee broke up a fight outside our apartment and ended up getting stabbed. So, we stayed inside unless we had mace, and M.
M became our most valuable possession when I was 17 and she was around 5 months. It was December and I was about to turn 18. I took M down to see my Grandfather 212 miles away. At sunrise we stopped at a rest stop to pee and such. I had my mace in hand when I went inside, but M didn't want to get out to potty for some reason. I wasn't concerned since it had only been an hour since our last stop (i drink and pee a lot) so I settled into the car and got ready to pull out. Then I noticed a semi had turned into the car area not the trailer area, and he was in his truck, parked directly behind me, and blocking me in. I figured no big deal. I would wait him out.
Then i noticed a man walking closer and closer to us. He kept glancing at the truck. Then at us. M was relaxing in the back. But then this man got closer and closer. The semi driver still hadn't got out of his truck. I was getting worried and gripping my mace so tight. Then M\ popped up and nudged me a bit and sat in the front seat. The man walking towards us stopped and glanced at the semi, at me, and at M. He didn't stop. Then M barked. Just a normal dog bark. The guy stopped and fumbled with his shoe while glancing back at the semi. He nodded his head, and I realized something was not right. At this point i start the car and I am fully prepared to run this guy over (hoping my car would pop the curb) or hit the semi.
Then he stands back up and by now is 10 feet from us. M let our a growl and then barked a tough dog bark. Then guy took 2 more steps, and I dialed 9-1-1 in my phone, right as i was about to hit send, when the guy is maybe 6 feet from our car, M growled, snarled, and barked this scary-foam-out-the-mouth-bark, and the guy turned away, within 10 seconds the semi was moving, and I called 911 and let them know I was not stopping to talk to anyone. They said they would go to the rest stop. I never heard back but i drove 90 for about 30 minutes to get the heck away.
After that my husband and Grandfather made me a new travel rule: No Rest stops.
But after that, M became a very valuable member of the family. Heck, her first birthday party cost $300. We had 8 dogs, 5 people, and hundreds of toys. It was in July so a lot of the toys were water themed and therefore, according to the pet toy business, should cost an arm and a leg.
Okay well M is hungry and so am I, so we are going to scrounge up some food. I am happy to have shared about M with you guys even though it was not the direction I had intended to take. Someday soon I will write about just where she came from and why we are so alike.
Bobi
Our little Prince arrived on November 13, 2011. After years of trying, we finally have our dream come true. This blog will be where I share anecdotes and the wonders of raising our son, so that some day, Huddy can enjoy reading about his gestation, birth, and childhood.
Showing posts with label weight. Show all posts
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Monday, January 10, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Results Week 1
I weighed myself just now. I weigh 199. Before I technically weighed 199.2. I just didnt feel the need to include that .2, and apparently now i do. For all the hard work and the healthier options, i still only lost.2! Maybe I am bloated?
Bobi
Bobi
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Weirdness
So, I am an addict. I wake up with the urge. I fall asleep wondering if I should do it just one more time. I see something on tv, a billboard, a newpaper, and immediately I just have to do it. I feel a pain in my body and I just need to do it.
Yep, that is right folks, I am an exercise addict.
I weighed 110 lbs in 5th grade.
135 in 7th
150 in 8th
135 in 9th
116 in 10th
Then I met my husband.
I weighed around 120 when i met him on June 30, 2006, the day I had my wisdom teeth removed. Swollen and drugged, I went on a group date that ended up at my Uncle's sitting around a fire where my mom told Gee all these awful stories about me and Gee's friend told my mom thet Gee was not sober and had a drug problem. Just what every mother wants to hear. (I thought it was a joke at the time, but it wasnt and within 2 months I had a sober Gee)
At the end of that summer I weighed 145
11th grade i weighed 150
12th was when Gee proposed. So i went on a crazy diet. 1 fruit cup for breakfast, 1 cup of veggies for lunch, 1 sandwich containing meat, 1 fruit cup for dinner. I weighed 125lbs just 4 months after this.
Then we moved out. I started college, I studied and had no time for cooking, so we ate pizza 1 night a week, chicken alfredo and amazing breadsticks 2 nights a week, chinese one night a week and in between we rustled up crap. We didnt even own a scale. We were busy. When we bought our house a year later i weighed
212!
I joined a gym. They said $25.00 a month and i got 2 sessions with a personal trainer. I assumed they meant 2 sessions with him a month. No, 2 sessions for free, then he would charge us $60.00 an hour. But I wasnt told that until after the first month. I had used him 9 times. After everything that I thought was included, our bill was around $800 for that first month. At 19, i bought a home, and my fiance lost his extremely well paying job. We lost $2000 a week in income, I only made like $300 a week! There was no way we could afford that! Hell, we couldnt even afford basic cable or shoes! So, I did it by myself. Somehow every month for those first 6 months i managed to find extra ways of making money. I had a garage sale, we had income tax, i cleaned out my IRA (yes, i was the only 18 year old who had an IRA), I did favors for my mother and friends, and we even sold some of our favorite belongings. I also, went weeks without a real meal. I ate small things, and I worked sometimes 19 days straight, I got down to 184.
Then we got married, which luckily my mother paid for half of, (our wedding only cost us $4000) and then I tried to lose more, but I lost the drive. I started working third shift and it just killed me. I could sleep 14 hours and still be exhausted. Then the husband finally got a job. And then I caught H1N1 which while I only really had it for 5 days, left a lot of long lasting issues. I developed allergies, and my current allergies worsened, I had allergic reactions at work, and it was awful. (Later found out that the place i worked at never informed me that the wall i worked next to, that was covered in plastic sheeting, was growing black mold.)
On New Years Eve I weighed myself. 199 lbs. For a girl like me (5 foot 3 inches) that is rediculous. I will not accept this. So, as I said, I will lose 1 pound a week until I lose 50 pound or until I get pregnant.
Tomorrow is weigh in day. So, to keep me true, and to help me remember, I will post my stats here.
On New Years Day I did:
1/2 an hour of pilates.
TOTAL: 30
January 2:
24 minutes of "Crunch: Sexy Stretches" which is ON DEMAND on Time Warner Cable. (most of these are)
12 minutes of Kendra Wilkinson's kickboxing
9 minutes of Kendra Wilkinsons Booty something or other
TOTAL: 45
January 3:
1 hour of Pilates
TOTAL:60
January 4:
24 minutes of Sexy Stretches
1/2 hour of Pilates
12 minutes of Kendra's Kickboxing
36 minutes of Bootilicious Bod
9 minutes of Kendra's booty thing.
TOTAL: 111
January 5:
24 minutes of Sexy Stretches
1 hour of Pilates
12 minutes of Kendra's Kickboxing
36 minutes of Bootilicious Bod
9 minutes of Kendra's booty thing
27 minutes of burlesque something or other
15 minutes of tae bo something or other
and ran a mile in like 10 minutes.
TOTAL: 193
January 6:
VERY SORE!
24 minutes of Sexy Stretches
1 hour of Pilates
12 minutes of Kendra's Kickboxing
36 minutes of Bootilicious Bod
9 minutes of Kendra's booty thing
27 minutes of burlesque something or other
15 minutes of tae bo something or other
and ran a mile.
23 minutes of Leg Slimmer Toner
32 minutes of Groove and Burn Latin
12 minutes of Urban Striptease
25 minutes of CRUNCH AssAbs
TOTAL: 275 minutes
FOR A GRAND TOTAL OF 714 MINUTES OF EXERCISE.
So, 11 hours and 54 minutes.
Some people will say "IMPOSSIBLE!" but I remind these folks that normally I work 12 hour days and this week, I only worked 6 hours all week. So, I didnt have anything to do. Oh, and that everytime I do anything "Sexy" the husband wants to watch, and I like the attention. Oh, and unless im running or jumping, I do this nekkid. But with socks and tennis shoes. I hate clothes.
So, hopefully tomorrow morning I will remember to weigh myself before I eat or drink anything.
Oh, and calorie consumption....eh one day I ate like 2500 but the rest have all been around 1500 and 1200. If I counted everything I would become obsessed with that too.
Bobi
Yep, that is right folks, I am an exercise addict.
I weighed 110 lbs in 5th grade.
135 in 7th
150 in 8th
135 in 9th
116 in 10th
Then I met my husband.
I weighed around 120 when i met him on June 30, 2006, the day I had my wisdom teeth removed. Swollen and drugged, I went on a group date that ended up at my Uncle's sitting around a fire where my mom told Gee all these awful stories about me and Gee's friend told my mom thet Gee was not sober and had a drug problem. Just what every mother wants to hear. (I thought it was a joke at the time, but it wasnt and within 2 months I had a sober Gee)
At the end of that summer I weighed 145
11th grade i weighed 150
12th was when Gee proposed. So i went on a crazy diet. 1 fruit cup for breakfast, 1 cup of veggies for lunch, 1 sandwich containing meat, 1 fruit cup for dinner. I weighed 125lbs just 4 months after this.
Then we moved out. I started college, I studied and had no time for cooking, so we ate pizza 1 night a week, chicken alfredo and amazing breadsticks 2 nights a week, chinese one night a week and in between we rustled up crap. We didnt even own a scale. We were busy. When we bought our house a year later i weighed
212!
I joined a gym. They said $25.00 a month and i got 2 sessions with a personal trainer. I assumed they meant 2 sessions with him a month. No, 2 sessions for free, then he would charge us $60.00 an hour. But I wasnt told that until after the first month. I had used him 9 times. After everything that I thought was included, our bill was around $800 for that first month. At 19, i bought a home, and my fiance lost his extremely well paying job. We lost $2000 a week in income, I only made like $300 a week! There was no way we could afford that! Hell, we couldnt even afford basic cable or shoes! So, I did it by myself. Somehow every month for those first 6 months i managed to find extra ways of making money. I had a garage sale, we had income tax, i cleaned out my IRA (yes, i was the only 18 year old who had an IRA), I did favors for my mother and friends, and we even sold some of our favorite belongings. I also, went weeks without a real meal. I ate small things, and I worked sometimes 19 days straight, I got down to 184.
Then we got married, which luckily my mother paid for half of, (our wedding only cost us $4000) and then I tried to lose more, but I lost the drive. I started working third shift and it just killed me. I could sleep 14 hours and still be exhausted. Then the husband finally got a job. And then I caught H1N1 which while I only really had it for 5 days, left a lot of long lasting issues. I developed allergies, and my current allergies worsened, I had allergic reactions at work, and it was awful. (Later found out that the place i worked at never informed me that the wall i worked next to, that was covered in plastic sheeting, was growing black mold.)
On New Years Eve I weighed myself. 199 lbs. For a girl like me (5 foot 3 inches) that is rediculous. I will not accept this. So, as I said, I will lose 1 pound a week until I lose 50 pound or until I get pregnant.
Tomorrow is weigh in day. So, to keep me true, and to help me remember, I will post my stats here.
On New Years Day I did:
1/2 an hour of pilates.
TOTAL: 30
January 2:
24 minutes of "Crunch: Sexy Stretches" which is ON DEMAND on Time Warner Cable. (most of these are)
12 minutes of Kendra Wilkinson's kickboxing
9 minutes of Kendra Wilkinsons Booty something or other
TOTAL: 45
January 3:
1 hour of Pilates
TOTAL:60
January 4:
24 minutes of Sexy Stretches
1/2 hour of Pilates
12 minutes of Kendra's Kickboxing
36 minutes of Bootilicious Bod
9 minutes of Kendra's booty thing.
TOTAL: 111
January 5:
24 minutes of Sexy Stretches
1 hour of Pilates
12 minutes of Kendra's Kickboxing
36 minutes of Bootilicious Bod
9 minutes of Kendra's booty thing
27 minutes of burlesque something or other
15 minutes of tae bo something or other
and ran a mile in like 10 minutes.
TOTAL: 193
January 6:
VERY SORE!
24 minutes of Sexy Stretches
1 hour of Pilates
12 minutes of Kendra's Kickboxing
36 minutes of Bootilicious Bod
9 minutes of Kendra's booty thing
27 minutes of burlesque something or other
15 minutes of tae bo something or other
and ran a mile.
23 minutes of Leg Slimmer Toner
32 minutes of Groove and Burn Latin
12 minutes of Urban Striptease
25 minutes of CRUNCH AssAbs
TOTAL: 275 minutes
FOR A GRAND TOTAL OF 714 MINUTES OF EXERCISE.
So, 11 hours and 54 minutes.
Some people will say "IMPOSSIBLE!" but I remind these folks that normally I work 12 hour days and this week, I only worked 6 hours all week. So, I didnt have anything to do. Oh, and that everytime I do anything "Sexy" the husband wants to watch, and I like the attention. Oh, and unless im running or jumping, I do this nekkid. But with socks and tennis shoes. I hate clothes.
So, hopefully tomorrow morning I will remember to weigh myself before I eat or drink anything.
Oh, and calorie consumption....eh one day I ate like 2500 but the rest have all been around 1500 and 1200. If I counted everything I would become obsessed with that too.
Bobi
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