After taking basically all of September off from walking thanks to some limp-inducing tendinitis, I hopped on that old horse again today at lunch. For the most part I've been doing pretty well with bringing my lunch to work but my goal of not drinking beer during the week seems to be sketchy at best. I'll be the first to admit that I've gotten way too comfortable grabbing lunch rather than head to the grocery store again to stock up on good eats. Any way I cut it, though, the lack of activity (despite how little activity I was actually doing before) has not been kind to me. This morning the scale told me I am basically full-term-with-Christa weight again only I'm not currently on the verge of giving birth as far as I know.
See that Keith Urban tank top I'm rocking? My coworker bought it for me and it's an XL. I had really hoped as I was trying it on that it would fit much looser than it did. Now it's a motivational tool. Buying size 18 jeans last month? That is motivation as well. Having my mom wonder aloud how the plus-sized pants at the yard sale could possibly be too big for me? Motivation. Having my sister-in-law say I am a "big girl" is definitely motivating me as well. There are signs everywhere but sometimes you have to get hit by one of those trucks hauling a billboard before you actually get the message.
My billboard truck happened yesterday when I dropped my mom off for an MRI. She was always a larger lady when I was growing up and now, despite significant weight loss, she's suffering from arthritis in her hip. She's never really been one to exercise or eat very well and to top it off, she's a diabetic. Having lost three members of my family in the last five years, I really stopped and took a hard look at the fact that I am not taking care of myself as well as I can and should be. How am I going to live a long and healthy life with Husband and the kids if I'm not really even putting the work in? I know I will never again be slim but I don't have to accept being this big just because I'm a mom or because I'm a woman.
I think I'll start a weigh-in Wednesday to aid me in keeping my eye on the prize. You're going to hopefully see a lot of that tank top up there and we'll watch it loosen up together. Here are today's efforts:
oatmeal for breakfast
slamming way more water than days prior
veggie sandwich for lunch instead of something far worse
lunch time walk with D totaling 5300 steps
making a meal plan to keep me from eating pasta every night because it's "easy"
hitting the market after work to stock up on the good stuff
A- Age: 38
B- Biggest Fear: Birds
C- Current Time: Lunchtime
D- Drink you last had: Water, sadly.
E- Easiest Person To Talk to: Husband F- Favorite Song: Currently Downtown by Macklemore is my favorite thing to listen to because I like the laugh but have you heard Hozier's Someone New? It's real good. G- Ghosts, are they real: I feel like spirits are, connections between the living and the dead. For sure. Just have never seen a ghost.
H- Hometown: Oxnard, baby. I- In love with: My children.
J- Jealous Of: People that don't have to struggle with anxiety and depression. K- Killed Someone? With kindness! Holler! L- Last time you cried?: Ugh at Disneyland because it was so good. Happy tears at least. I also cried last night watching Sing It On because one of the a capella kids killed themselves. SAD. M- Middle Name... : Anne, after Granules.
N- Number of Siblings: Just my brother Curtis. Wait, but do I count my older brother that died? I don't know how to answer this. O- One Wish... : That I die before my children. P- Person who you last called: Otis at Georgia Pacific. Q- Question you're always asked: Lately it's "Are you having another baby?" FAT TYMZ! R- Reason to smile: Life is good. Honestly. S- Song last sang: Oh.... I guess it's to that Hozier song but I sing all day long. Poor, my coworkers. T- Time you woke up: 6:15 because my son needed a snuggle. U- Underwear Color: Teal plaid Hanes. Secksy cotton numbers. V- Vacation Destination: I'd love to do Disneyworld. Or a Disney cruise to a tropical island. W- Worst Habit: Picking my nose. X- X-Rays you've had: Just had to have one recently on my foot. Hooray for tendinitis and a bone spur!
Y- Your favorite food: Oh... well pizza probably. But it's hard to pick a favorite when your chubby ass loves eating all the things. Does a cookie count as food? Because that.
Z- Zodiac Sign: Taurus. To a stubborn ass T.
Last night I got to hang out with my family and BFF and her family and spend a bunch of time at the Happiest Place on Earth. It was so much fun. We got to enjoy short lines and an amazing firework show and a super fantastic parade. Also? So much candy! I keep gazing off into outer space just so I can think about how happy I am that we got to go and do such an amazing fun thing on a random Monday night. The album is here. Here are some pictures from my phone so I can look at them some more and smile some more.
Taking the tram from the lot to Downtown Disney
My extended family sans MIKE
Tutti in her first set of mouse ears because it's her first time at Disneyland
Me & BFF rockin' some ears in the Jungle Cruise line
This photo does no justice.
They projected villains onto the castle and flames shot up in the air and the music was so loud and the fireworks were so amazing and I swear I have chills just thinking about it. It was absolutely stunning.
Halloweentime at Disneyland is the most fun thing EVER. Seriously. Go. Now.
Super bright family selfie. It was so hot. So, so hot.
Post pool nap. Look at those toes.
And these toes! That daddy hurt right before Disneyland tonight. Awesome.
So basically from 7pm on Saturday night until I left for work this morning, all we did was rest. We didn't do hardly anything. It was amazing. Did I mention Disneyland tonight? It's literally all I can think about. I feel like I've been electrocuted.