Wow. I can't quite believe it. Time is passing so quickly in certain aspects of my life and not so much in others. Odd. Work is slow, even though it is busy, we still haven't passed the one year mark of our two years in Korea, so that is going sloooowwwlllyyyy, but Mya is nearly to 2 years old and Claire keeps reminding me that she is almost 4. Wooosh. There goes time. Right. By. Me. One other area in which time seems to be escaping, oddly enough, is my workout regime. I've been on this journey for 3 months to the day. Wow. I have been a runner for 3 whole months! Wow! That is quite an accomplishment for one who formerly self diagnosed herself with exercise induced asthma ;) Once I was able to comfortably fit into all of my "before Claire" clothes, I adjusted my focus from losing weight to simply continue on the path of healthy eating and exercising. Now I run only 3-4 days per week and nothing too crazy--25 minutes, 2.5 miles, 3.0 incline, burns about 400 calories (not sure the caloric burn is accurate, but that is what the treadmill says). Since Chris has returned and to no fault of his, my diet has been a bit slack this week. I actually ate my first meal of pasta and had my first bread oer the weekend. Interestingly, I've felt bloated and HUGE ever since! I will be going back to my no complex carbs way of life very shortly. It is amazing the difference I feel when I am sugar and bad carb free. It was definitely a huge struggle at the beginning as I loved my candy and pastas, but I quickly realized how much better I felt without them. I went for along time, getting no compliments or reinforcement from those who see me daily (other than friends who knew how hard I was working--and even though I love their input, there is nothing like a random colleague's comments or someone who I haven't seen for awhile), which was fine with me; however, I have been having random people comment on how great I look and asking me what I've been doing. I am always happy to share and I certainly am thrilled that my hard work has paid off. Anyway, I didn't write this to pat myself on the back, but only to express my amazement that I've actually persisted. For the first time in a long time, I feel great and am pleased with my size again. I am also happy to say that I have shorts 3 sizes smaller packed in my suitcase. Yippee!! The beach and warm 80 degree weather is calling our names and we'll be enjoying our first tropical vacation in a few days. I. Can't. Wait. For the first time in four years, I am not dreading wearing that swimsuit. Sunshine, here we come!
You wanted it, you asked for it, so here it is. A post. Hopefully this post will satisfy all your desires. I am not writing about the apple of my eye, Claire, but of the other apple of my eye--reality tv. I love it! Right now I am getting my fill of Big Brother. I have even lured Chris into my dark place. He mostly watched last season because Dick was such a jerk, but Chris is hooked. He's a dedicated viewer once again this season. Sadly, he was a fan of Matty who was kicked off a few weeks ago. I don't think I have a favorite. I find them all to be so obnoxious, yet I watch. Go figure. I obviously need some more excitement in my life. Girls who wear butt showing shorts, screaming matches, verbal abuse, crazy eyes, back stabbing, boys running around in their colored tighty whiteys (if tighty whiteys are colored, are they still called tighty whiteys?)---all in one episode! It is a gold mine. My second can't miss show is Housewives of Orange County or New York City. I really ...
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Love ya, J