January 2.0

January went by quick. Quicker than I realized. I swear it was just Christmas. Anywhosit. Clearly I missed a few weeks. Several weeks, in fact. And I haven’t really thought about anything except “what else do I have to get done??”


I don’t even know where to begin, other than. HAPPY NEW NEW Year! January 2.0, I might say.

I think with the doozy of a last million couple years, I’m allowed to have a re-do. I’m thinking we can all have a re-do month.

I’ll admit, I haven’t done much about weight. Except thought about it. All.The.Time. Which you’d think would be motivation enough, but of course not. We’ve come to the conclusion that I need more than just my conscious going “yass gurl, do it.” Right?

Don’t get me wrong, I have done a certain level of “things.” I’ve been walking more, I actually walked 3 miles and didn’t die! Granted, I probably could have done it more often than I did, but I still did it. I’ll hopefully be doing more walking throughout my week. And I’ve started making sure I do my beginners yoga at least 3 times a week, plus my nightly yoga routine.

I’ve been finding reasons to stand more at work, which is huge. I generally spend over half my week sitting, which isn’t good. Even when I’m not sitting, I can’t really consider it being too active. I’d actually considered finding a standing desk, but those suckers are EXPENSIVE. As in $300 expensive. I did find a way to raise a desk, but mine is metal… but the general asthetic seems easiest enough to build completely.

Inspo, found on Pinterest

Sure, that isn’t much. I could be doing a lot more, but it’s a start. And it was consistent all throughout January.

Small steps, down the line will add up to bigger things. Hopefully, at the very least.

Happy New Year! Weigh in Wednesday

Happy New Year!

I hope your holiday season was amazing! Between Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years, it was a busy last two months.

My New Years Eve was spent having a phenomenal spread of New Years Eve treats, and champagne, and a rocking sequinned dress! Toasting to 2018, watching the ball drop, smootching away when 2018 hit. It was amazing.

Who am I kidding!?

I was in my pajamas, fast asleep. Because I’m that kind of person.

But it’s the New Year. A brand new year to think things through! Um, yay?

Anywhoits, I’m going to jump right into the New Year with a weigh-in! How appropriate?!

My last weigh in I’d gained a whopping 8 pounds. 8 whole pounds of weight gain. What the ever loving crap. But, it knocked some sense into me. I can’t talk about wanting to make a plan, about being serious about losing weight, and then gain 8 pounds. Phew.

Pulled up my big girl pants, and had to focus on some stuff.

Last weigh-in: 213.6
This weigh-in: 211.2
Lost: 2.3
Total lost from highest: 59.9

But I’ll take that 2 pound loss! Absolutely!

What’s kind of less happy to think about is my first weigh in in 2017. Back in July. I’d proclaimed to the world that I’d lost 25 pounds! I was super proud of myself!

I’d started back to blogging with a weigh in I was happy to post about. I was weighing in at 212.3, down from 237.5!

In the last 5 months, I’ve lost actually lost 1.1 pounds.

Can we say EW?

But we’re moving on. It’s a NEW YEAR, and focusing on that isn’t going to do me any favors. Looking to the future and getting going! I don’t want to look back on this year and see the same kinds of things. Ultimate goal is to get to my goal weight before I’m 30. I’m just under two years away. If I can get there sooner, awesome. But I’m taking it one month at a time. Being positive, and working towards it.

And the countdown begins

It’s the last Friday of the year! The last weekend of the year! The last EVERYTHING of the year! The countdown begins to 2018!

Since New Years falls on a Monday this year, I’m not planning on posting. So here you are, an early snippet into my 2018.

Which of course, means that soon your Facebook/Twitter/Instagram feeds are going to be overloaded with New Years Resolutions!

Last year I all but ignored resolutions. I’m not real big on the whole New Years Resolution thing. Back in the day, it was always some HUGE and SUPER IMPORTANT thing I was going to stop doing. I don’t do well with taking orders from myself. If any and all plans I have made in the health department of my life are ANY indication.

But this year, I need things to be different. I seriously need to start taking orders from myself. If I don’t, what’s the point?


2017 was a crazy/intense year. Less crazy/intense than 2016. And let’s not even get started on 2015/14.

Rather than saying things like “I’m going to stop [fill in the blanks]” I’m going into 2018 with some more positive resolutions.

I’m going to be nicer to myself
I’d started with making a list of all the things I want to change about myself. I noticed two things right away. #1 the vast majority of them weren’t weight related. Huge surprise there! It was more along the lines of be happier, less stressed, more patient… so on and so forth. #2 A lot of them were things I should be doing, and have no idea why I don’t.

Take mental health days I know I’ve said this before, but I have a job that can cause a lot of stress. Plus I’m a very obsessive kind of person, and I can get wrapped up into work far too hard. I’m not talking about taking a month off or anything. But here and there, maybe taking a long weekend? Or when I need a second to decompress, actually communicating those needs rather than shoving it all down and pulling a classic “Nicole’s lost grip of reality!!!!” moment. Actually plan a week vacation and do it? That kind of stuff.

Have more “me” time
Do the things I don’t give myself time to do. Do my hair, my make up, my nails. Take a bubble bath? Maybe get my eyebrows waxed for the first time in well over a year. Go and actually see my friends rather than “hey, it was so good seeing you six months ago!” Read a book? Go see a movie? (The last movie I went and watched in a theater was Deadpool back in 2016). Things like that!

Slow down and smell the daisies (not a big rose fan)
I’m busy. Ridiculously busy. Between work, blogging, my book… I don’t have much time. Then silly ol’ me, decided to reapply to college… It’s a lot to juggle. Especially having two kids. I’m used to busy. I’ve always been busy. But just because I’m busy, doesn’t mean that I don’t have time to do things and enjoy things. Rather than having thoughts in the back of my mind (work, book, blogging) while I’m in the middle of those moments. Focus 100% on the good parts of my life, rather than always having something floating in the back of my mind that I “have to do.”

Those are the three big things right now. Of course, I have my weight related goals. But that isn’t so much a New Years Resolution kind of thing, those are things I would like to accomplish, of course. But I know that my mental health is just as important as physical health, more so in some aspects. And, let’s face it, mental health has a huge impact on physical health.

So it’s a win-win!

So, let’s raise our glasses to the New Year! To our resolutions!

I hope your 2018 is even better than your 2017!
I hope your New Years Resolutions stick!
I hope your holiday season was phenomenal!

Good luck to all of you who have resolutions!

Happy New Years!

Shrunk/Grown Weigh In Wednesday and Measurements

Happy Wednesday! Which means, it’s weigh in Wednesday! Granted I’ve missed a eight a couple. And I’d like to point out, holy crap….EIGHT? That’s insane.

But anyways. I could tell you all the excuses in the world, because if you remember…a girl loves her excuses. But, I have none. Except there was one or two in there that I forgot to actually weigh myself on Wednesday. Other than that, oops.

My last weigh in was way back in November.

How about that lack of accountability I’ve got going on?

BUT, I did make a prediction that I’d managed to gain 10 pounds over the Thanksgiving season.

Am I psychic???

Last weigh-in: 205.3
This weigh-in: 213.6
Gained: 8.3
Total lost from highest: 57.6

I am proud to say, I am NOT psychic. I did not gain 10 pounds. HA.

But really? 8 pounds.


So much for that whole making and sticking to a plan thing. And I was so close to being back to my pre-pregnancy weight. AND under 200 again.

Well, pull up my big girl britches and continue on, I suppose.

Now for the part two of this, my measurements.

I haven’t actually measured myself in 5 months. I’d had the plan (there’s that little evil word again) of measuring myself once a month. I have no idea where that plan went, until I found my measuring tape…and was all like “ohhhh, crap. That’s right.” Which made me search though my files until I found my measurement tracker.

So I measured myself and plugged in my numbers

Um… How? I’m not going to complain. After gaining 3.6 pounds since July, I’ve actually lost inches. Which is awesome.

What saved my little tushie was all the exercising I’ve done. I’ve been climbing stairs, doing any form of situps I can find online, arm dips… that kind of stuff. So I’ve been able to get away with eating like poo… still gained weight (obviously), but overall, I did lose inches. I have to assume it’s because I’ve been compensating with exercise.

I’ll take it. I was initially all bummed about not losing any weight. But, those measurements! Silver lining!

I’ve lost 1/2 an inch off my waist, 3 in my bust (always the first to go), and 2 off my hips. Everything else (especially those lovehandles) are still standing firm though, with only 2.5 inches off collectively.

BUT, that’s a grand total of 8 inches gone!

I’ll celebrate to that!

Although, I must say… looking at my little “thrown together spreadsheet” kinda makes me want something prettier.

Oh well, I never claimed to be creative!

I think I’m doing a 5k?

Imagine you’re going to the season finale of your job’s monthly training. And through some half-joking/half-serious/half-bluffing you mention running a 5k. Then imagine your training coordinator (as in the head honcho, superwoman of training, wonderwoman of commitment) says the following phrase:

“Well, then. We’ll run a 5k in September.”

What do you do with that?

I’ll tell you.

You freaking prepare yourself for a 5k in t-minus 9 months. You freaking do a 5k in September! Duh!

Generally, the thought of running grosses me out. Yeah, yeah, I know… I’ve said half a dozen times I’m going to do a 5k. It’s literally the very first goal on my NSV list of things I wanna be able to accomplish on the goals page.

It’s always been on my bucket list of things. If you’d followed this blog for any length of tie, I’d started the c25k program back in 2012 AND back in 2014.

Neither time was successful. I believe the furthest I made it was day 12? Although, that was BRUTAL.

The first time around, I was just entertaining the idea. The second time I’d thought I’d have some friends going with me. Biggest difference for both times… I didn’t have the Head Honch, SUPERWOMAN of training, WONDERWOMAN of commitment saying “let’s do it!”

After my initial “haha, yeah, ok” train of thought, then the “wait, I think she’s serious,” then to “shock” the idea sounds pretty awesome. And surprisingly, I’m pretty excited. For now. I’m pretty sure that train of thought will change when I’m gasping for breath trying to jog to the mailbox.

But it’s one of those things. You say something off the wall, for shits and giggles… then there is that one person on the FACE OF THIS PLANET who has this amazing talent to make you actually want to do the things you’re uncomfortable or scared of doing.


But for the sake of my sanity. I’m looking into the Color Run. You know… the 5k run/walk that people throw colored powder on you? I want something fun for my doom. And color powder will at least make my doom pretty, happy, and fun.

People say to find motivation in everything you do. #workgoals

It’ll be interesting.

Now, I’m NOT a runner. Never been a runner. Probably won’t ever be a “runner.” So I know I need to ease into it. So I’ll be getting back on the c25k wagon. When it get closer to that time, I’ll be keeping you updated!

Until then,