It's just like riding a bike...Fat Girl Triumphs

Two weeks ago I had one of those life changing moments. Those moments that need to happen before you can actually stick to a diet or reach a goal. I set some small goals. I wanted to count my calories and walk at least 3 times a week. Since that day I have walked every day and stayed under the calories I set for myself. I have also been doing The Biggest Loser workout dvds. My scale is driving me nuts. I lost a pound, gained three, lost three, lost two, gained two, and then lost three. There are days I want to hurl it out the window. Today when I put on my belt I comfortably pulled it to the pre-pregnancy notch so that was a highlight!

I really wanted to get a bike because I always loved riding a bike when I was younger. Sam said I should get myself one but we really didn't have a way to get it home. I got sick of waiting and told him to drop me off and I would ride it home. He scoffed at my plan. He didn't think I would make it and if I did it would take me three hours. Still I was determined! He asked how long it had been since I had rode a bike. It has been over ten years but you know the saying, "It's just like riding a bike." You never forget...right?

Sort of...

I got on the bike as Sam drove away and struggled as my legs were trying to remember how to get going. It was because of this awkwardness that I decided to walk it when I had to cross at an intersection. I am sure the drivers were thinking, "Hey fatty, it goes a lot faster if you ride the bike!" I was not about to wobble in front of all of them. Even though I can laugh at myself and love making others laugh. This laugh could also involve an injury so I opted against it.

Five minutes into the ride I was going slightly uphill I thought Sam may have been right. I huffed and I puffed and I kept going. 25 minutes and 7 miles later I knocked on the door. Sam was shocked! He couldn't believe I made it and did it so quickly. I am sure for smaller folks that ride would have been no sweat...for me it was a big deal. I felt so good that I took it for another ride on the bike path at the park. That didn't last long because bicycle seats aren't too friendly to a person with a voluminous tush such as I. I am already sore and I am sure it'll feel worse tomorrow.

When I got home for the second time the Mace I ordered had arrived. I am armed and dangerous! Hell on wheels! Watch out psychos that hang out at the park to scare me the Ragin Cajun in on patrol! Keeping the parks safe for her fellow ladies!

Tagged

What was I doing 10 years ago:
February 2000. I was in school at UNCP. My roommate was my dear friend Amanda.

Five snacks I enjoy:
1. Wheat Thins with squeeze cheese
2. Nachos
3. Monkey Munch
4. Chilli Cheese Fries
5. Warm chocolate cookies

In the real world: (Not sure what this means)
1. Figuring out how to be a Mom
2. Missing my sister
3. Homesick for the South
4. Walking and counting my calories...on a diet.
5. Trying to learn Spanish

Things I would do if I were a billionaire:
1. Pay for all my siblings education and families debt.
2. Buy all my family their own house in Utah and furnish them.
3. Set up a trust for Sammy and our neices and nephew. Mission and college funds!
4. Build an amazing clinic where Sam could practice with all his favorite medical equipement.
5. Take Erica to every place she has ever wanted to go!

Five jobs I've had:
1. Taco Bell
2. Winn Dixie
3. Total Billings
4. MyFamily (TGN)
5. Acension Management

Three of my habits:
1. Gossip. (Working on that)
2. Facebook (Keeping in touch)
3. TV

Five places I've lived:
1. Sulphur, Louisiana
2. Fayetteville, North Carolina
3. Salt Lake City, UT
4. Hope Mills, North Carolina
5. Rancho Cucamonga, California

What do you want others to get from your blog: A good laugh now and then.

Now I'm passing this tag along to:
If you are like me and like filling these things out, go for it! Tag - you're it!

Jeanie Versus Exercise

The last time I got super pumped about exercising I waged a battle with the beast my husband calls "Bowflex." Here's a link to the blog if you'd like to remember when I bravely fought but ultimately lost that battle.

Evil, thy name is Bowflex!

Yesterday I decided I was tired of sitting around waiting for the right time to start exercising. I put the leash on Flojo and turned up my "Get Psyched" mix and was out the door. Sam was home with Sammy so I went to check out the two parks near our complex. Both had walking trails and one had a two lane bike path. Awesome! I was stoked!

Woke up this morning and was still determined to do this so I fed and changed Sammy. I got dressed. Put Sammy in the stroller and Flojo on the leash and headed out. The sun was out but it wasn't hot and the "Get Psyched" mix was helping me walk at a fast pace. I thought to myself that I should text Sam and let him know which park I was going to...to be safe. Then I scolded myself for reading too many abduction stories and making myself paranoid. I text Sam and a friend who is being my diet buddy just to say I was starting my walk. I walked to the park that was next to the Elementary school cause for some reason I thought it might be safer. Maybe I would see other Moms there. Once I got there I located the walking path and pulled one earphone out since I noticed Sammy was no longer asleep. I am walking along and I see a few picnic tables on the left of the trail. There was a man with a bookbag and notebook sitting there. Once I got closer he said, "Hey puppy." I looked at him and said, "Hello." I kept walking when I heard him shout, "HEY!" He said something else but it didn't completely register. I stopped and leaned towards him and pulled out my other earphone. Looking me straight in the eyes he said, "You might die today." I asked, "What?" Again he said but louder, "You might die today!"

I looked ahead to the path...it was sort of woodsy. I voice in my head said, "Turn around immediately and go home." I turned around and walked as fast as I could away from the man. As soon as I was back in the main park area I called Sam at work. I was bawling. It really freaked me out! Now that I am at home and have calmed down I feel better but everytime someone walks past the window I get a little scared. I called the police and they got a description so they could go and check out the park. The dispatcher sounded so serious and wanted to send an officer to meet me but I was already almost home. She said, "If you see him again anywhere or you ever feel uneasy call 911 right away."

That is what I get for trying to exercise. Geez! It may be safer to just stay fat! The plan now is to go get some pepperspray and buy a bike. I really wish I knew self defense or how to fight so if someone tried something I could beat the crap out of him! I am a long way from a healthy weight but if I ever get there I am going to take a kickboxing class or something. LOL

Two months

Sammy is two months old now. I have a bag of clothes that don't fit him anymore. He is almost too big for the bassinet that he once looked so small in. He is starting to have such a personality! In the morning when I peek into his bassinet he smiles and says, "Oooh Aah Ooh." Which I assume means, "Good morning Mommy." lol He "talks" so much and is starting to play with things. When I say play I mean smack the things that hang over his play mat.

His doctor appointment was today. He weighs 11.2 oz which is the 50% and is he is 22.5 in long which is also 50%. I had lots of questions for the doctor like how to get him to stop sucking his fingers. The doctor said try different pacifiers but I have four different kinds and his still prefers his fingers. He had to get three vaccines today. One by mouth that I am sure tasted nasty. Then two shots in his leg. He screamed so loud and all the way until we got to the car. He slept for awhile but every time he wakes up he starts screaming again. He stops crying as soon as I hold him close. Poor thing, he is so upset.



Life is good. I love him more and more every day! I am with him all day every day but I still start to miss him when someone else is holding him. Sunday, Sam decided to take him to priesthood and I couldn't stand it. I was about to go steal him when I got a text from Sam saying to come get him because he has a poopy diaper. Normally, I get a little annoy with Sam always passing the dirty work over to me but not this time. I was so happy to come and take him back. :) I am still trying to figure things out but I feel closer to Sammy. It just keeps getting better.