Finally back after a week of being sick! I was so sick last week, my fingers hurt and all I did was slept until I was better. I'm not exactly sure what I had but whatever it was it's gone now, thank God. Anyway, I wasn't at the gym at all last week due to my sickness. I didn't even have strength to do excerises at home. I can't believe I went an entire winter without getting sick and then the last day of winter, it all caught up to me last Sunday. When I was sick, my diet consisted of chicken noodle soup and grilled cheese sandwiches on wheat bread. I ate that for a week until I was feeling better. I couldn't taste food so eating anything else was pointless. I thought my sickness diet would render me a pound or two on the scale but it definitely did not; however, I didn't gain weight either. I haven't gained or lost weight in a while come to think of it. I'm glad I haven't gained any weight but I really need to reevaluate what I'm doing so I can drop some weight again.
Since my weight loss is at a temporary stand still, I decided to treat myself as if I've been through rehab. Let me explain. I wrote a blog about being a junkaholic and I've been struggling with getting off the junk for a few months now. I haven't had a clear day of no junk since I December of last year and since I track everything I eat on Sparkpeople.com, I know this is the reason I haven't dropped that much weight in the past few months. Anyway, I decided to take it one day at a time when it comes to not eating junk. I mean I literally take it one day at a time. I started about two weeks ago an haven't make it past day one but no matter what happens, slip-up, forgetfulness, a piece of candy accidentally falls into my mouth, I start over the next day with the intention of finishing going the distance. To date, I am two days junk free! I can't think about tomorrow or next week because I can't control the future but what I can see and control is my day. Day to day junk free is how I'm living right now.
Now to change to subject, I finally tried kickboxing! Oh boy was I excited! So, Monday me and my big girl friend went to kickboxing class and it was fun; however, it wasn't what I expected. First, let me tell you how this short, skinny lady had us running in circles around the room for five minutes at a time! Yes, FIVE MINUTES! The running was after she worked us out with some crazy cardio mix of jumping and squatting and all kinds of craziness. For forty minutes, we did this and by the end of the circuit, I was done but class was an hour. Kickboxing wasn't what I thought and I wasn't sweating as much as I would've like but I am going to give it another try next Monday. So far Zumba has kickboxing beat. Anyway, the day after kickboxing class, I was in a lot of pain. I thought the class didn't work but my legs were on fire and I was excited! Since I was in pain, I knew kickboxing worked for me. Next week I am going to to shoot for kickboxing on Monday and Zumba on Tuesday and Thursday. I must say, I love the freedom of being independent and driving on my own. I'm able to do things I never thought I would be able to and going places the bus will not take me.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Days 103&104 Shake It! My Zumba Experience
I just got home from my first day of Zumba class. I just have one word to describe it...AWESOME! I solicited one of my big girl friends and we shook what our mamas gave us all up and down the dance floor! I had a ball! Don't get me wrong I felt like I was working out but it was fun. Right now, my entire body is aching. Even my fingers! LOL. While in the class, I felt as if I wasn't working hard enough to get a good burn. I know I'm not a heavy sweater but I really wanted a high impact, keep-going-until-you-pass-out type workout. Well, I felt like I didn't get what I wanted out of the class until I stopped dancing. My hips and butt are hurting so much that I'm in pain while sitting writing this blog. I LOVE IT! Like I said, I'm not much of a sweater but I know I got a good dance in because my body is in pain.
I'm excited about doing Zumba because one of my readers told me that dancing helps with the lower body and, if you've read my past blogs, you know I'm struggling to get my lower body in shape. I'm going to take a picture of my butt once a month so I see that sucka shrink! I mean, don't get me wrong. I love the junk in my trunk and my hubby does also but a little less would be nice. Anyway, I love Zumba! Monday I'm going to do kick boxing and pick up Zumba twice a week and add more gradually.
The best thing about doing a class is you push yourself because of the people around you. I wanted to stop moving but I didn't. I did it for an hour! Typically, I would do cardio for twenty or thirty minutes max but since I was in a class full of people and they didn't stop I didn't want to stop. I felt I had to keep move and shaking with them. Now I can't wait until I really know the dance moves so I can really shake it all over that dance floor. MAN, I FEEL AWESOME!
I'm excited about doing Zumba because one of my readers told me that dancing helps with the lower body and, if you've read my past blogs, you know I'm struggling to get my lower body in shape. I'm going to take a picture of my butt once a month so I see that sucka shrink! I mean, don't get me wrong. I love the junk in my trunk and my hubby does also but a little less would be nice. Anyway, I love Zumba! Monday I'm going to do kick boxing and pick up Zumba twice a week and add more gradually.
The best thing about doing a class is you push yourself because of the people around you. I wanted to stop moving but I didn't. I did it for an hour! Typically, I would do cardio for twenty or thirty minutes max but since I was in a class full of people and they didn't stop I didn't want to stop. I felt I had to keep move and shaking with them. Now I can't wait until I really know the dance moves so I can really shake it all over that dance floor. MAN, I FEEL AWESOME!
Monday, March 14, 2011
Day 99-102 Is it my turn yet?
How do you like the new blog look? I thought I would spruce things up a bit since this is round two.
Two weeks ago I had an interview with a very a prestigious international law firm. I was so excited! I researched this company for two day, gathered tons of information about the company and even practiced mock interviews with my husband. I did so much work so they would look at me and say this girl got the stuff. Last week, I followed up with the company to see if I made it to the second set of interviews and was told they liked me very much and had nothing negative to say about me. Well, today I called and found out that I didn't make it to the second interview. Out of the four people they selected, they choose two and I wasn't one of the two. I really wanted this job. I've been working hard to get a job in an international law firm that would take me and mold my career into something I've never seen before in my life. I couldn't wait to grow with this law firm and learn from them. I was dreaming about job and was extremely excited because I just knew I was going to get it. I had visions of me telling my Dad and him rejoicing with me because we always wanted this for me.
Since receiving this news a few hours ago, I've had some time to process my thoughts and I've came to a few conclusions. I've been unemployed for almost a year and I can get interviews but I can't get the job. Why? I haven't a clue! I've taken people's advice on how to conduct myself during an interview. I was told that I'm not confident so I change everything, cover letter, resume, to make sure confidence is radiating out of my body. Next I was told I didn't look "corporate" so I changed my look when I go on interviews. I wear my contacts, put my hair in a business-friendly style and wear a suit (as always). The only thing I refuse to do is dye my hair. My hair is black and naturally grey. It started changing colors when I was in high school from all black to strands of red and finally grey. Sometime you see it sometimes you don't. I refuse to dye my hair because a few years ago, I dyed my hair, got pregnant and discovered that dye and perms wasn't good to do when you're pregnant. Once I read this, I stopped and the growing-out process began. My hair went from black to green to yellow to gold. Finally my grey is grey again! I praying to be pregnant this year and going though that ugly growing-out phase isn't something I'm interested in. Anyway, that's the only suggestion I couldn't consider. Since, I've made the other changes people told me to make, I've concluded that corporate America just doesn't like the way I look and I believe it's tied into my weight.
Currently I weigh 324 pounds. I am morbidly obese. I have a big butt, big hips, big eyes, big legs, big feet, long arms, huge hands and super size breasts. This is me. I'm black and I look like a black woman with all the extras. If I was a skinny black woman then I might get the job but since I'm extra extra extra large my dream of working in a corporate law firm seams unreachable. I'm curious to know when I finally drop 100 pounds and I'm no longer morbidly obese, will job offers fall on me like the rain on an April day? I'm trying everything I can possible think of to get a job. For the past few months, I started looking outside of the legal world for a job. I'm applying for retail position and still can't get a job making minimum wage. No, I don't really want a retail job but I need a job like now!
Yesterday at my church, the pastor preached about not eating any more manner from heaven. Basically, he said that some of use don't need to be fed a prophecy about being successful anymore because now we're ready for the prophecy to come to past. I'm was flipping out because I knew he was talking to me! Ever since my husband and I got married, we've been prophesied to several times and we're still waiting. God, when am I going to get mine?
Two weeks ago I had an interview with a very a prestigious international law firm. I was so excited! I researched this company for two day, gathered tons of information about the company and even practiced mock interviews with my husband. I did so much work so they would look at me and say this girl got the stuff. Last week, I followed up with the company to see if I made it to the second set of interviews and was told they liked me very much and had nothing negative to say about me. Well, today I called and found out that I didn't make it to the second interview. Out of the four people they selected, they choose two and I wasn't one of the two. I really wanted this job. I've been working hard to get a job in an international law firm that would take me and mold my career into something I've never seen before in my life. I couldn't wait to grow with this law firm and learn from them. I was dreaming about job and was extremely excited because I just knew I was going to get it. I had visions of me telling my Dad and him rejoicing with me because we always wanted this for me.
Since receiving this news a few hours ago, I've had some time to process my thoughts and I've came to a few conclusions. I've been unemployed for almost a year and I can get interviews but I can't get the job. Why? I haven't a clue! I've taken people's advice on how to conduct myself during an interview. I was told that I'm not confident so I change everything, cover letter, resume, to make sure confidence is radiating out of my body. Next I was told I didn't look "corporate" so I changed my look when I go on interviews. I wear my contacts, put my hair in a business-friendly style and wear a suit (as always). The only thing I refuse to do is dye my hair. My hair is black and naturally grey. It started changing colors when I was in high school from all black to strands of red and finally grey. Sometime you see it sometimes you don't. I refuse to dye my hair because a few years ago, I dyed my hair, got pregnant and discovered that dye and perms wasn't good to do when you're pregnant. Once I read this, I stopped and the growing-out process began. My hair went from black to green to yellow to gold. Finally my grey is grey again! I praying to be pregnant this year and going though that ugly growing-out phase isn't something I'm interested in. Anyway, that's the only suggestion I couldn't consider. Since, I've made the other changes people told me to make, I've concluded that corporate America just doesn't like the way I look and I believe it's tied into my weight.
Currently I weigh 324 pounds. I am morbidly obese. I have a big butt, big hips, big eyes, big legs, big feet, long arms, huge hands and super size breasts. This is me. I'm black and I look like a black woman with all the extras. If I was a skinny black woman then I might get the job but since I'm extra extra extra large my dream of working in a corporate law firm seams unreachable. I'm curious to know when I finally drop 100 pounds and I'm no longer morbidly obese, will job offers fall on me like the rain on an April day? I'm trying everything I can possible think of to get a job. For the past few months, I started looking outside of the legal world for a job. I'm applying for retail position and still can't get a job making minimum wage. No, I don't really want a retail job but I need a job like now!
Yesterday at my church, the pastor preached about not eating any more manner from heaven. Basically, he said that some of use don't need to be fed a prophecy about being successful anymore because now we're ready for the prophecy to come to past. I'm was flipping out because I knew he was talking to me! Ever since my husband and I got married, we've been prophesied to several times and we're still waiting. God, when am I going to get mine?
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Day 90-98 Welcome Back...
I have so much to tell you guys! A lot has transpired over the past week and I'm proud of myself. First, I finally went to the GYM!!! I know, right?! Go me! Last Thursday, I decided to get up and go to the gym and my plan was to walk with my sister as she walked her son to the bus stop and then go straight to the gym. I knew getting out of the house would force me to go in the right direction. Anyway, my sister offered to go with me and we worked out for about an hour and fifteen minutes. How did it go? Well, the elipicial machine was too much for me to handle so I could only do it for 15 minutes. I remember when I was about 80 pounds lighter, the ellipicial machine was easy and I could go 30 minutes like it was nothing but not now. After the ellipicial machine, I moved to the stationary bike. I never really like stationary bikes but I got a good 20 minutes in. Finally, I moved on to weights to strengthen my legs and back. After all that I felt really accomplished and really good about myself. The next day I was in a little pain but mainly my lower body, which I didn't mind because I need my hips and buttocks to shrink.
This past Monday, I decided to go back to the gym but this time it was in the evening. I thought it would be less people there because I wanted to go wild and run on the treadmill. When I went to the gym last Thursday, I was too scared to try the treadmill because the strain on my knees were to excruciating to deal with. Well, Monday I decided to start with the treadmill and since the gym was empty, I decided to run a little. I ran a 3.5 for 15-30 seconds after which I stopped because two women walked in and I'm really self conscience of my body. I can't stand all the shaking especially my butt and boobs. When they walked in, they had to walk behind me in order to completely enter the gym and I was mortified because I didn't notice them, I had on my IPod, until they passed me. I know it's silly but I can't have someone around when my body is shaking excessively. It's embarrassing! Anyway, when I ran on the treadmill, I discovered that I could run...on a treadmill! My knees weren't popping and cracking or in pain. I'm glad I tried it besides, I figure if Aurthur on the Biggest Loser can run on a treadmill weighing over 400 pounds, then I can do it also.
Today I went back to the gym and it was a bit crowded. I didn't allow my psychoness to run me out of the gym this time. I walked in and went directly to the ellipicial machine. I set the time for 30 minutes but could only complete 20; however, the first day I went I could barely do five minutes. This was an improvement. After I worked on the ellipical machine, I began my 20 minute workout on the stationary bike and completed my work out with lifting weights.
Although I did not complete my journey of 100 pounds in 100 days, I have made some significant changes and improvements. I lost 15 pounds and have managed to keep within two or 3 pounds for two months. Today was my last weigh-in for the 100 pounds in 100 days challenge but I'm not anywhere done. For those of you following me to see if I could lose 100 pounds in 100 days, I apologize for not completing my journey. I do not apologize, however, for the goals, weights, accomplishments I've achieved. Since, I did not complete my jorney in the time promised, I am going to change the name of my blog so I will not promote false advertisement. I hope I've encourage many and helped other start their fight and continue fighting. I know I am because I rock and I'm worth it.
I hope you continue to follow me. My new blog name is 100 Pounds 100 Days-ish. LOL Lets see if I double this number and lose 30 pounds which will make my total 45!
This past Monday, I decided to go back to the gym but this time it was in the evening. I thought it would be less people there because I wanted to go wild and run on the treadmill. When I went to the gym last Thursday, I was too scared to try the treadmill because the strain on my knees were to excruciating to deal with. Well, Monday I decided to start with the treadmill and since the gym was empty, I decided to run a little. I ran a 3.5 for 15-30 seconds after which I stopped because two women walked in and I'm really self conscience of my body. I can't stand all the shaking especially my butt and boobs. When they walked in, they had to walk behind me in order to completely enter the gym and I was mortified because I didn't notice them, I had on my IPod, until they passed me. I know it's silly but I can't have someone around when my body is shaking excessively. It's embarrassing! Anyway, when I ran on the treadmill, I discovered that I could run...on a treadmill! My knees weren't popping and cracking or in pain. I'm glad I tried it besides, I figure if Aurthur on the Biggest Loser can run on a treadmill weighing over 400 pounds, then I can do it also.
Today I went back to the gym and it was a bit crowded. I didn't allow my psychoness to run me out of the gym this time. I walked in and went directly to the ellipicial machine. I set the time for 30 minutes but could only complete 20; however, the first day I went I could barely do five minutes. This was an improvement. After I worked on the ellipical machine, I began my 20 minute workout on the stationary bike and completed my work out with lifting weights.
Although I did not complete my journey of 100 pounds in 100 days, I have made some significant changes and improvements. I lost 15 pounds and have managed to keep within two or 3 pounds for two months. Today was my last weigh-in for the 100 pounds in 100 days challenge but I'm not anywhere done. For those of you following me to see if I could lose 100 pounds in 100 days, I apologize for not completing my journey. I do not apologize, however, for the goals, weights, accomplishments I've achieved. Since, I did not complete my jorney in the time promised, I am going to change the name of my blog so I will not promote false advertisement. I hope I've encourage many and helped other start their fight and continue fighting. I know I am because I rock and I'm worth it.
I hope you continue to follow me. My new blog name is 100 Pounds 100 Days-ish. LOL Lets see if I double this number and lose 30 pounds which will make my total 45!
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