I lost 25 pounds, people!

I lost 25 pounds, people!

25 pounds!

Even though I’m thrilled about 25 pounds in over a year… I’m sure those of you who are wandering around the internet looking at ways to lose weight, aren’t all that impressed.

I started actually losing weight back in June 2016. Before then, I’d had a baby, post-partum, and a new demanding job. I was working 60+ hours a week. I was just getting back into the hang of not being home and eating 100% of the time. I was more focused on learning, and training, and getting back in the swing of things. Around June, after me and a coworker measured ourselves it was like a switch had been flipped.

This itty, bitty, darling of a gal’s measurements. Kind of kicked my butt into gear. But…I feel like that’s a whole separate blog post. So, I’ll get into that ordeal later.

So Losing 25 pounds in a year is a pretty big deal. I’ve been blogging on and off (admittedly, more off than on) for about 4 years. Actual blogging is probably only half that. Real attempted weight loss while blogging… two years. So I went through old blog posts through the years to get a good idea of some things.

I’d like to take a moment cringe at just how many times I said “haha.”

The first thing I did was go deep into the dark archives of my blog and found my “best” year of weight loss. Where I felt really good about my weight loss, my fitness level, eating right and counting calories. All of that fun stuff. We’re looking at March 2012-2013

I brought up posts in March 2012 and I was sitting right around 193 pounds…ish. That was the most solid number I could find, due to my apparently dislike of actual weigh-in days. March 2013, however I was close to the lowest number I’d ever remembered seeing on the scale: 184.8 pounds.

Big picture. 184 pounds is HUGE. I’d lost 80 solid pounds at that point.
Bigger picture. That is freaking amazing. I had reason to be proud. 80 pounds gone from my highest weight of 264.

And that’s what I focused on. The big picture.

Look at the smaller picture.

Over the course of a year I lost 9 pounds.

I went from 193 down to 184.

There was so much yo-yoing. At one point I sat at 185 for close to a month. Another point where I’d gained 8 pounds and lost it again. It was ridiculous.

Those days, I was watching my calories, definitely splurging on my calories here and there, my water intake was amazing, I’d started (and quit, and started) c25k, using resistance bands, using an elliptical, jogging, walking, so on and so forth.

All of that… and I lost 9 pounds.

In this past year, I’ve lost 25. And it was pretty steady. I’m not even going to pretend that I lost a perfect .5 pounds every week. I’d have weeks where I’d lose nothing, and weeks that I’d lose a full pound or more.

But I didn’t gain and lose and gain and lose

Didn’t catch that?

I. Didn’t. Yoyo.

Were there times where I’d step on the scale after a month and see I was up a pound or two? Sure. I’d hardly call that yoyoing though. I’d say that’s pretty normal for most people.

It wasn’t like I was gaining and losing the same 10-15 pounds over and over again.

I tried some exercising a few times, but my newfound 40 pounds made the exercises I’d been doing before practically impossible, but I didn’t stick with it at that level. I went back to basics and was just doing some general walking. I was watching what I was eating, drinking my water. Very basic stuff.

I wasn’t sitting here being anal about how many calories I was eating or not eating and wasn’t tracking everything I was eating or burning. A more conscious and careful me. And I lost 25 pounds.

And considering the amount of stress I was under with my new promotion in this time last year, I’m amazed I didn’t gain! Remember? I’m a stress eater?

That blows my mind.

Now, does that mean that I’m going to just sit back and be content to lose the same 25 pounds next year?

Not a chance in hell, darling.

Otherwise it’ll take me until well after my 30th birthday to have lost the next 60 pounds. I’m too impatient that that.

So, I’m gearing towards losing more weight. I’ve been idly working on it this last year.

There have been some real, sustainable, lifestyle changes in this whole weight loss trip. Just without the pressure of failing.

Now it’s just time to add onto those lifestyle changes because I think I’m in a place where I can handle it.

So we’ll see what happens.
Wish me luck!

Not one hoodie fit

So, not too long ago I had gone to Dunhams with Josh to grab a hoodie, long story short… not one hoodie fit.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m used to having a hard time buying clothes in general. Apparently size 10-14 are the no-mans land of clothing. I’m a solid large to extra-large, depending on the cut and brand… which all girls are used to. But when I go to throw on an large hoodie and it wont even pull down my chest, it’s kind of heart breaking.

The Nike hoodie I grabbed was an large…which was the largest side… but it fit (or didn’t fit) the same way a small would. Seriously, I couldn’t even pull it down no matter how much I sucked in.

So I ended up crying a little bit, yelling and screaming, and complaining in general.

With my rollercoaster of emotions I ended up screaming about how it sucked. “If I am going to a sports store and buying clothes that are intended for athletics, why in the hell doesn’t Nike make clothing in my size?” My whole idea is that even though I am planning on working out and getting gross/sweaty I still want to be able to feel confident in what I am wearing. I ended up getting pissy and grabbing a men’s hoodie, which of course I didn’t want.

So Josh, being Josh, said he’d call up Nike and complain on my behalf. Of course, I only half believed him… but he actually did. He mentioned all the same things I had, plus some others points. The guy he talked to said basically the whole customer service schpeel that everyone hears…”I’ll talk to my higher ups and fix this issue for you.”

Well shortly afterwards we had gone back to Dunhams just to see. While walking through the store there were TONS of larger sizes.

XL Sports bras that actually fit my chi-chi, when the largest size they had originally had was large.

sports bras

Hoodies that were EXTRA LARGE!!!!

hoodie sizes

Annnnd when I tried it on… it fit. Holy hell it fit!

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So of course I was thrilled!!! I’m not going to pretend that it was a little tight, but I’ll take it.

Naturally I am going to totally give credit to Josh for the phone call. Sure, it could be all kinds of things. It could have been that they were switching out winter clothing and moving in the spring clothing which just naturally are larger…who knows. But I’m just going to go ahead and go for the Josh fixing it theory.

Because I want to, you know?


Day nine, plus 5k?

I’m on day nine of this smoothie challenge. Which I must say has been pretty interesting. Thinking of 30 different smoothies to try was definitely interesting, but I did it. Actually did it in advance, so now I just have to mark off which smoothies I have already done. I already know that on day 15 I’m going to completely forget all of the past 2 weeks worth of smoothies.

So here are the last nine smoothies I have done…

first nine smoothies
So in order we have (drum roll please)

Strawberry Mango, Pumpkin Pie, Tropical Smoothie, Cucumber Melon, Coconut Carrot, Avacado Mango Carrot, Mango Banana, Banana Berry, Green Strawberry Banana.

There you have it. Keep an eye out for an update on my recipes page, I’ll be throwing up the recipes for all of them shortly.

But I think I’ve been doing pretty good, and I’ve been having a ton of fun with it!

But on the opposite side of things, there is an interesting and shudder inducing and feat of strength obstacle that is coming up.

Which is just my own obnoxious way of saying that something is on the horizon.

couch to 5k

That’s right. Couch to 5k. I’m going to go for it.

I know, I know, I’ve tried this before. And needless to say that I haven’t actually succeeded. Mainly because I didn’t actually continue on that whole trek of the C25K program.

My sweaty pictures should be enough to vouch for that.

me sweaty

Now this time will hopefully be different than last time, this time I’ll be joined by two of my friends. That’s right… I’ll actually have some people who can join me in sweating, groaning, and wishing for it all to be over. Which will be awesome!

And all of this isn’t for a waste of time.

In 12 weeks (the duration of the C25K training thingy) is a 5k here in Manistee! I’m pretty sure it’s called the Firecracker 5k, but regardless of what it’s called we’re totally going for it.

So here’s to wishing all of us luck!



Ahoy there maties! This past (almost) month has been an interesting one. Not much time (or motivation) to do much as far as blogging goes. I know, I know… “well then what kind of blogger are you?!?!?!!?” I get it. But here’s a quick little recap of what’s been going on the last 23 days.

So let’s see.

First thing that comes to mind… my little man turned six!

landon goofy

Which of course I’m still a little bit in denial. Definitely. In denial. But I made a fairly epic birthday cake for him. Of course I’m a tad biased because I made it, so sue me.


I have been glued to powerpoint/internet/PaintToolSai for work related stuffs. I’ve tried to do some writing, and this weekend I get to try on bridesmaids dresses for my oldest friend’s (as in we officially met 17 years ago, not that she’s ancient) wedding! Speaking of weddings, I personally know four other people who are all tying the knot. Am I jealous? Mayyyybe a tad.

Let’s see. I had extensions twice…and removed them. EXTENSIONS SUCK! I applaud those of you who have them and don’t mind them.

Ok…there is the more interesting stuff that doesn’t include feeling a tad empty because three of my favorite shows have ended. Poo.

But on the actual weight loss frontier… I went to the gym.

facebook post gym

Yeah, that’s right. I’ve only been paying for the darned thing since October. But I went…and it totally kicked my butt. I haven’t worked out in so long… I went from going 6+ miles on the elliptical to barely being able to go one. But, to be fair…this damned thing is like an elliptical on crack. Seriously. I have no way to express exactly what it is, but next time I go I’ll be sure to snap a picture of it.

Annnd, I’ve been eating really well also. All those yummy healthy things that I hadn’t had in what felt like forever. So I’m hoping when I actually weigh myself there’ll be some progress. We’ll see, right? But I’ve got some pretty awesome recipes to share soon (coconut smoothie? avocado chicken salad? pulled pork sandwiches? yup…I’ve got them).

So, there you have it. A super condensed 23 day recap. Considering my life isn’t super magical, I’d say that’s not too bad.

So, hopefully until next time…



Manistee hit 48 degrees this weekend! Holy crap yay!

Some of you lucky people out there are probably thinking “why is she so happy about 48 degrees?” I’ll tell you.

A month ago today we were at 1 degree. Yeah. Single digit crap. With the “smartphone revolution” there is this lovely little app that’ll tell you the “real feel” temperature. When it reads “Real Feel -27” that is synonymous with “It’s friggen cold as hell!”

Not to mention there was a week where schools were closed every day that week except one. While Landon was partially thrilled (yay, pajamas) and eventually heartbroken (I miss my friends) I was dreading every moment of it.

So for the temp to hit that magical 48 number we saw, was amazing in epic proportions. Almost like summer. Case in point… We walked around in t-shirts yesterday. Yeah, that’s right. It was awesome.

So our first questionably brilliant idea…let’s have a bar-b-que.

And Bar-B-Que we did.

It was a fairly interesting site to see the guys out working the grill in about three feet of snow, but they did it and it was was totally successful.

Unfortunately there are no pictures to share. Seeing as my camera is broken thanks to a precious 5 year old who decided to step on it due to unforeseen complications I am forced to use a camera phone, which I hate. Hate it I say! So you’ll just have to take my word for the great food. The vast ammouts of calories I crammed in my mouth was completely worth how good it was. Did I feel guilty? No, no I did not.

There were ribs, corn on the cob, baked beans, potato salad, gaucamole, coleslaw (ewwww).

I have a feeling that grilling is going to be a regular thing around my house if the weather stays nice.

It’s been rather busy and hectic these last few days, so I apologize for the scarce post. I’m actually about 9 minutes away from leaving from work. Nothing like cutting it close…right?

But in honor of the quickly melting snow and flooded backstreets, I hope that your spring plans are kicking into high gear!