So tomorrow marks the half way point of this 5:00am workout class I have been taking. We are doing a fit test to see how we have progressed since the first morning. I have only one way to go and that is hellacious improvement since I spent most of the first morning in the bathroom puking my guts out. :-) It took me that first morning to realize I have to eat something before a workout and it must involve just the smallest amount of sugar to keep me from passing out. I am excited for tomorrow because while I was severely angry with the scales last week, I know that I am feeling better. Just like today I was crossing the street at the post office and there was a car that was letting me cross.... PE (pre-exercise) Nici would have walked briskly across the street out of their way. Today I picked up the pace and jogged. And didn't feel out of breath. I am constantly in the back of my mind remembering to keep my posture up and keep my stomach pulled in. I do think I am seeing some changes ~ but it could be me just a little on the crazy side or the stupid migraine I have been fighting.
Which brings me to some of what I think this post was supposed to be about. I went to my doctor today. While I have two great medical professional women in my life one being my OBGYN (which one day she will get a post all to herself, because she is absolutley AMAZING)the other is my family doctor. I have had three migraines since last Wednesday ~ this morning being the worst. I have never had problems with them in the past and since I just started back in the pill after so many years of not being on it, it does disturb me. But what makes my family doctor so awesome is she remembers things of my medical past even though I haven't been in her office in quite sometime. She truly cares about my health and well being. A couple of years ago after my third miscarriage I found out that I have an inherited a homozygous gene called MTHFR A1289C. While my homocysteine levels were normal it is known as a "blood clotting" genetic defect. While going thru all of this genetic testing my visits and correspondence was mainly with my OB and the specialist we were seeing. I did keep my family doctor up to date with the happenings as well. But when I went in there today she remembered everything. It amazes me that this day in age you can still find someone that cares about their patients like she does. So to get to the point ~ this journey I am on is not a diet. There is no end point where you get to a point and then can go back to a slice of Casey's pizza for breakfast every morning and expect to stay healthy. Now did I say I would never again eat a slice of Casey's breakfast pizza? No, it's all about making better decisions for life. And that's what I am doing. I am NOT dieting and this is NOT a New Year's resolution. This is a hello wake up stupid you are obese and are not living life to the fullest in the healthiest way you can.
So in the mean time I hope that these migraines go away as fast as they appeared, and if not she tells me I have to have my cat scanned. So if you are thinking about going on a diet, screw the diet eat the piece of pizza you are wanting until you are ready to make a change in your life and make the decision that you are worth changing you life style for the better because I have. My journey is way more than just the food I eat. Part of it is this blog and the accountability to myself in all that I do. And you know why----because I deserve it!!
Until next time,
Nici
Monday, January 30, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Well Crap...
So this is my first blog post ~ I really thought my first post as a blogger would be all happy and joyful and thankful for all that God has blessed me with. And don't get me wrong he has blessed me more than words can ever explain. But my first post isn't as "happy" and "fruity" as I had in my mind it would be. So here it goes.....
I turned 30 last year. Approximately 3 months after having my second baby. I had big plans for 2011.... it was my 30th birthday and my husband and I's 10 year wedding anniversary. But God had bigger plans than any measly vacation I had hoped to take to celebrate the momentous year. We had been trying to add to our family since 2009 and finally it happened in 2011. That will be for another post ~ the hard road we incurred to get our little Truman here. The ups, downs, surgeries, blood (I know TMI) and sweat (again TMI). So when my birthday and our anniversary rolled around (which they are only a couple of weeks apart) I had just been back to work for about a month, no vacation time left, and definitely no money saved back to do so. So we went to Branson for a weekend, just the two of us. It was nice, but no tropical island. Which leads me to the brunt of this post ~ why in the hell would I have wanted to go to a tropical island when the sight of me in a swim suit scares the shit out of me! So now I am doing something about it- I am 30, I have 2 beautiful kids that I live my life for, a husband that drives me crazy but I love him more and more each day. But I am going to start living some life for me! We have a new gym in town, I joined and not only did I join but I am actually GOING. On a daily basis. Then I paid money for this fitness class. It started the second week in January and is on Tuesday and Thursday mornings from 5am to 5:45am. (I am not a morning person AT ALL, so this is huge for me.) And I have been eating healthy. Not a diet- this is for life now. Just eating healthy. Better food choices, smaller portions and the occasional cheat to curb some of those cravings. I did eat pizza for dinner last night, but it was a small and my daughter and I shared it and came home with 4 left over slices. Oh and I gave up pop. Not caffeine, I still drink tea and an occasional coffee, but I gave up all of that nasty high fructose corn syrup stuff. So the first week of January, just giving up the pop and eating a little healthier, I lost 6.6 pounds. I thought I was hot stuff. Now that I am actually exercising alot I have gained 4.4 of it back. That's right you heard me - I gained 4.4 pounds last week. So that is how my blog is starting a few seconds of a big fat pity party and then I will be done. I am NOT giving up, I WILL keep moving forward to reach my goals, I know it will NOT be EASY. But I am more than ready to see some progress.
Thanks for reading, I really am excited to share our day to day happenings. The good and the bad with whoever decides to read this and I promise it will get much more positive and but I am not going to hide the fact that there will be some negative. It's okay though, you don't have to agree or like everything I write. I understand, but I will do it anyway, because this is my blog and if you have words to say start your own :-)
Until we meet again~
Nici
I turned 30 last year. Approximately 3 months after having my second baby. I had big plans for 2011.... it was my 30th birthday and my husband and I's 10 year wedding anniversary. But God had bigger plans than any measly vacation I had hoped to take to celebrate the momentous year. We had been trying to add to our family since 2009 and finally it happened in 2011. That will be for another post ~ the hard road we incurred to get our little Truman here. The ups, downs, surgeries, blood (I know TMI) and sweat (again TMI). So when my birthday and our anniversary rolled around (which they are only a couple of weeks apart) I had just been back to work for about a month, no vacation time left, and definitely no money saved back to do so. So we went to Branson for a weekend, just the two of us. It was nice, but no tropical island. Which leads me to the brunt of this post ~ why in the hell would I have wanted to go to a tropical island when the sight of me in a swim suit scares the shit out of me! So now I am doing something about it- I am 30, I have 2 beautiful kids that I live my life for, a husband that drives me crazy but I love him more and more each day. But I am going to start living some life for me! We have a new gym in town, I joined and not only did I join but I am actually GOING. On a daily basis. Then I paid money for this fitness class. It started the second week in January and is on Tuesday and Thursday mornings from 5am to 5:45am. (I am not a morning person AT ALL, so this is huge for me.) And I have been eating healthy. Not a diet- this is for life now. Just eating healthy. Better food choices, smaller portions and the occasional cheat to curb some of those cravings. I did eat pizza for dinner last night, but it was a small and my daughter and I shared it and came home with 4 left over slices. Oh and I gave up pop. Not caffeine, I still drink tea and an occasional coffee, but I gave up all of that nasty high fructose corn syrup stuff. So the first week of January, just giving up the pop and eating a little healthier, I lost 6.6 pounds. I thought I was hot stuff. Now that I am actually exercising alot I have gained 4.4 of it back. That's right you heard me - I gained 4.4 pounds last week. So that is how my blog is starting a few seconds of a big fat pity party and then I will be done. I am NOT giving up, I WILL keep moving forward to reach my goals, I know it will NOT be EASY. But I am more than ready to see some progress.
Thanks for reading, I really am excited to share our day to day happenings. The good and the bad with whoever decides to read this and I promise it will get much more positive and but I am not going to hide the fact that there will be some negative. It's okay though, you don't have to agree or like everything I write. I understand, but I will do it anyway, because this is my blog and if you have words to say start your own :-)
Until we meet again~
Nici
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