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My 2010 Goals…

Wednesday, January 13th, 2010

I think goals are better then resolutions.  I’m not trying to right some major flaw in my life, I just want to put forth goals and reap the rewards of fulfilling those goals…

My goals were made before January 1st, but I am just getting to writing them down and committing them to blog world memory.  Don’t worry, I won’t get to the Christmas blog until even later…backwards I know, but hey my blog…my choice!

So without further adieu…

1 – Re-instating the Athletic Challenge of 2007 for a second time…We will call it the Athletic Challenge of 2010!  The premises is to commit to one athletic event in which I propel my body at least 6 miles or a minimum of a 10k.  Shannon and I did it in 2007 and succeeded with flying colors.  The greatest part is we became extremely fit and healthy as a consequence.  So, hopefully that same outcome will occur.  I can’t blame my monster thighs and jelly like belly on just having a baby any more!  No Excuses!

2 – I want to learn how to properly fillet a whole fish and how to “french” a rack of lamb…I will need to take a class to learn those techniques.  For those of you who don’t know what a “french” rack of lamb looks like, here is a picture.

Rack of Lamb that is French-Cut

Rack of Lamb that is "French-Cut"

3 – I want to organize all the cabinets in my house.  If you come over, chances are you’ll find a relatively clean environment.  Things are where they should be and we are clean, neat and tidy.  DON’T LOOK IN THE CABINETS or THE LAUNDRY ROOM!  Chances are you will be injured when things come toppling over.  We just throw everything in “there” and close the door.  It’s our nasty little secret and it is my intention to fix it this year.  So far, I have cleaned, organized and labeled the playroom and the kitchen pantry…So far so good!

So, that’s it…all doable and all needed.  Updates will of course be posted.  Good luck to me!

The Struggle Within…

Wednesday, October 7th, 2009

I have a body issue…I think we can all agree on that.  I wish I could just be satisfied with who I am, but it’s embedded deep within me.  Years and years of self-loathing.  We all have our hangups and mine is the size of my jeans.  I really think it started from when I was a kid, but those voices should have vanished by now.  That teasing should no longer be an issue…if I could just break away from that past.

I hate that I could possibly give this trait to Brook.  Sometimes I know I am doing a great job promoting a positive body image, but then there are times with the words diet, calories and weight pop out of my mouth too often.  They are NEVER said about her, but it doesn’t matter.  Me saying it about myself is just as dangerous.

So, the funny thing is when I post my Tuesday Night Dinner line up later, you all are going to laugh and call me a freak.  It’s okay, I am fully aware of my strangeness :) .

Here is the thing…I go to the gym constantly…but, I also cook and eat so I never get anywhere.  Then I feel extremely guilty when I get off the wagon and eat things that I know negatively counter act all the good that I did at the gym earlier that day.  I just wish I could say “no” to good food.  I can’t though, because cooking really makes me feel wonderful.  It really is my calling…I know it is.

Argh!  I wish I could have my cake and eat it too…

At least I do go to the gym.

Okay, here is the other thing…I LOVE to entertain.  I love having the house bursting out at the seams with friends and family gathered around my table…I love the conversations, the laughter the wine and the food.  I love the whole package…why can’t I just focus on that?  I mean right now I am sitting in a kitchen that desperately needs to be cleaned because I had an amazing meal with my friends and family last night.  It was wonderful.  I should just focus on the wonderfulness of it all.

Internal struggles are so crappy.  I should just choose to be happy.

But, is happiness being a fantastic cook or fitting into a pair of size 8 jeans?  And, where is the balance I am longing to find?

This is one of those moments when I realize that I still have so much to learn about myself.  That and the realization that I should go out for a run today…I feel like moving my body.  This is my struggle within.

Losing the Baby Weight

Tuesday, May 5th, 2009

Shannon, Travis and I have been having a weight losing contest.  Really, I think it’s to help me kick start my baby weight loss, since I was not doing anything about it before this diet/contest.  The three of us decided to put our money where our mouth is…literally.  It’s a simple contest with simple rules…Whomever loses the most percentage body weight to there starting weight wins a big chunk of money from the two “losers”.  Travis and I will have to pay the money out of our personal accounts if we lose, so it gives us more incentive to try and win.  We are on day eight right now and we end this contest at around 11am this Sunday.

How am I doing?

Pretty good I think.  Basically I am following the workout a lot and try and eat 1200 calories or less a day approach.  I have gone down a bit, but I don’t know if it’s enough to win.  I only have messed up once so far and it was because I decided to drink on Saturday and drinking always clouds any rational judgment one may have.  The only good thing about my slip up is that Shannon and Travis have slipped once too, so we are all even in that department.

It this hard?

Yeah, to an extent.  I don’t think I can keep up a 1200 calorie diet every day, but I do think my diet after this contest will still combine the low calorie and high exercise approach.  I will just have to always plan my eating day.  So, if I know I am going out to dinner somewhere, I can plan my eating day around that to “save” up my daily calories or exercise more for that day.  We will see how it goes.

Am I happy?

Sure, I guess…I mean is a born foodie ever happy with restricting something that they love?  What I am trying to teach myself is if I have something really good, but not good for me, I should only have a little bit of it and I should savor every bite.  Which is what I should have been doing a along, but we all know how hard that can be.

How long will I be on this?

Who knows…forever?  I mean, once you stop being conscientious about your eating and exercise habits, isn’t that when you gain weight?  I don’t want to be on a diet forever, but I am sure I will have to be aware of what I am doing or else, I’ll just end up here again and I don’t want that.

Where is here?

Well, let’s just put it this way…by the time I get to my goal weight, which is reasonable for my height and age, I will have basically taken off two Brook’s…and for those of you who don’t know how much Brook weighs…well, she is about 32 pounds.  Now, before anyone has a heart attack, I was over 200 lbs when I gave birth to Blake.  Now that is a shocking number and I cringe writing that amount down for all to see, but it’s the truth.  I was huge!  So to go from the over 200 mark to my goal of 140 – 145 is like taking off my body, two of my daughters.

Can I do it?

God…I hope so!  Part of me looks in the mirror and always sees a thin person, but then I look at pictures of myself and I am like, “damn who is that fat girl?”

So, here is to making healthy eating choices 90% of the time and to going to the gym…I am officially declaring this summer as The Summer of the Workout.  I feel like I should tell myself, Godspeed!  Or I feel like I should wish myself good luck…Hell, why not.

GOOD LUCK JOLENE!

Will Brook be a Swimmer One Day Like Her Mommy?

Tuesday, April 28th, 2009

So, I know I want my children to be sports children.  I want them to pick something they love and/or have a passion for.  The idea is to introduce them to lots of sports and have them naturally lean toward what they like and then focus on that particular sport.

I myself was a swimmer…loved it and I was decently good at it.  I swam from 9 years old till I was 17.  It was great because I liked being part of a team, but also competing individually.  It just worked for my personality.

Well, today I swam some laps for my workout and when I came home, Brook wanted to try on my goggles and cap.

Brook Trying on My Goggles and Cap

Brook Trying on My Goggles and Cap

Maybe she will become a swimmer…(I say this as I am crossing my fingers hoping among all hopes that she does become one).  We will see!

When I Used to Be Active…

Wednesday, April 15th, 2009

There was a time after Brook and before Blake that I was very fit and active.  I started working out after I had Brook in order to get rid of the baby weight.  Since I am very bad at dieting, I figured by working out I would obviously burn calories and then hopefully want to put better food into my body because I had just worked so hard to burn my meal off.  Also, instead of just “working out”, I created a goal for myself, which was to run a half-marathon.  That way I could achieve something bigger than losing pounds on the scale.  That first half-marathon was amazing and so very hard, but I did it and the accomplished feeling was incredible.  After that, I was hooked…

Then in 2007 my friend Shannon and I made a group New Year’s resolution which was to compete in at least one major sporting event a month.  It could be biking, running or even a triathlon.  We blew that resolution out of the water.  Sometimes we would do two or three events each month just because we were athlete rockstars.  On the smaller events, I would take Brook in her stroller and she would love to watch all the runners and spectators.  Once she was able to walk, we even got her involved in some of the kiddie events that would take place after the main adult event.  Between participating in the events and training for them, I was in great shape and really developed a stronger relationship with Shannon based on being workout buddies.  Those were the days that running a half-marathon was really, “no big deal.”  I know that sounds crazy, but we were in such great athletic shape, that we could run 13.1 miles pretty much with little to no problem.  Then it became the game of beating our personal best times.

Bike Race 2007

Bike Race 2007

But then I got pregnant with my second child and although I was still working out, I started to slow down and not compete as much.  My energy was all about creating the new life inside of me.  I basically worked out just enough to try to stay healthy and to minimize pregnancy weight gain.  Then, I lost her at 20 weeks (that is for another blog post), and went into a pretty severe depression.  I thought my body had failed me and that I was worthless.  I’ve never been so sad or so betrayed in my life.  And when I say betrayed, I mean by my body…this amazing body that could run 8 1/2 minute miles for 5 miles straight, couldn’t keep a baby healthy and alive inside of it.  My workouts were no longer important.  All that mattered was getting through the loss of my baby and trying to conceive another one as soon as possible.

Miracle upon miracles, Travis and I got preggers again right away.  I was so happy and so scared that all I did was concentrate on being pregnant.  I worked out a tini tiny bit, but I was nervous that if I over did it I might lose this baby too.  So, really my workouts stopped with Blake’s pregnancy.  Luckily, he wanted to live and we had our healthy and happy little boy on February 11, 2009.  Now that he is here and we are done with having anymore children, my body is screaming to get back into shape.

In my head I am still that same woman who could just get up, run 10 miles and then go about my day like it was no big deal.  The only problem is, my body isn’t as ready as my mind is.  I am working on it though, one step at a time.  I’m running like the turtle, but you know what?  Even the turtle eventually crosses the finish line.

PF Chang's 2006

Yesterday, I went out with Shannon and we conqured a 5.5 mile run!  It was the farthest I have ran since the end of 2007 and while it was not easy and although I am as slow as mollasses, I did it…one foot infront of the other.  I used to be quite a bit faster than Shannon, but now she can out run me by leaps and bounds.  I told her to soak up all the glory now, because when I come back, I’m going to be better than ever!  I missed hanging out with her during our workouts and I am estatic that we can slowly start having that part of our relationship back.  My new goal is to complete a full marathon next January of 2010.  I think I am off to a great start!  Now if only I can convince Shannon to run that far with me :) !