Enough is enough.

I haven’t been sticking to a workout routine, nor a healthy eating pattern, since May.



This is unacceptable.

Starting TODAY, I am getting back into it. I’m taking the opportunity that my stupid AF gave me this month to get back into my exercise regimen hard core.

My PreSeed showed up last night, and needless to say, after a “trial run”, I have to say I’m pretty happy with it. I need to pick up some more OPKs. I plan on following the “Sperm Meets Egg” plan this cycle, so I will be starting our BDing this Saturday, and I will start using OPKs this coming Monday.

So that’s where I am right now. My fitness regimen starts anew TODAY. Not tomorrow, not Thursday. TO-DAY.

Finally! An Update!

It’s been a very long while since I updated this blog. What’s been going on..

Let’s see. I started my weight loss endeavor in February. It’s now June, and I’ve lost 20 pounds. I started out at 170 lbs, and I’m now at 150. I’m pretty proud of that. My goal was to be 140 by June 30th, which I don’t think will happen… But what is most important is that I feel great. I go to the gym frequently, I’ve been eating better (well. Trying to. I have been slacking BIG TIME the past month and a half or so with the food)…. And with that, in May, Josh and I decided that it was time to start trying again.

Our first cycle was a bust; We got one BD session in, and I got a sinus infection/strep throat combination that lasted an entire week. I was miserable; I didn’t go in to work at all that whole week.

We’re on cycle two now. I don’t have any earthly idea when I ovulated, but AF is due a week from tomorrow, so I suppose I’m in the 1WW. This 1WW is decidedly more mellow than the cycle where we got our BFP. I’m not analyzing every little thing my body does, I’m trying to be more skeptical so I don’t get let down if AF shows.

I’m going to try and test Saturday, June 28th because my company is having an outing at Six Flags. If I get a BFP, I won’t ride anything… I don’t know. I don’t know if I’ll ride anything even if I get a BFN.. I’m really torn about the whole thing. I’d hate to ride the coasters, find out I’m pregnant, and then have a miscarriage. I’ve talked to a lot of people who say that early in pregnancy it wouldn’t hurt the baby to ride roller coasters, but I’m still kind of wary of it.

Anyway, that’s what’s been going on. There have been other things here and there, but nothing huge or major. I’m biding my time online until 12:00… Coldplay is playing in Atlanta in November, and I’m buying tickets today! I’m so excited, my friend Michelle and I are going to be going together.

I’ll update this more often, I promise!


Last night Michelle and I went to the gym to try out a kickboxing class. We’ve done a few step aerobics classes in the past few weeks, and have enjoyed them.

I’m on week 5 of my exercise and healthy living regimen. I’ve been consistently working out 5 days a week, sometimes more since then. I’m in much better shape than I was at the start but apparently, I am not quite in the shape that I thought.

We took the class, and within 20 minutes of it, I wanted to curl into a corner and die. It hurt so badly! It was making me move and use my muscles (my leg muscles in particular) in ways that they were not used to, and believe me, they were letting me know. During the class, I hated it, and wanted to quit. As soon as it was over, I was exhilirated, and felt amazing. I felt like I had gotten a truly great workout for the first time since I started this program. I will definitely be incorporating that class into my weekly regimen. Kickboxing Tuesdays, Yoga Saturdays.

I’ve lost 7.5 pounds thus far, in 5 weeks. I know that is pretty good, but in my head, it’s not enough. I’m such an impatient person, I want to buy new clothes right now. I’ve lost an inch off my waist, hips, and thighs, and it’s still not enough for me. I’m wondering if I’m pushing myself as hard as I possibly could. Some days the answer is yes, and some days the answer is no. I need to be continually stepping it up, so I don’t plateau already.

In other news, I am now the team leader of the Chattanooga Chew Chews, which is a group that will be participating in the 3.1 mile walk to benefit AIDS Awareness called the Strides of March. The event is on the 30th, and I’m really excited about it. I’m working to raise money for the foundation. If you happen to stumble across this blog, and on the off chance that you’d like to donate, there’s a link to my personal donation page on the right hand side of this blog. I’m not expecting much of a contribution. My mother has already donated $25, and that’s good for now. This is the first time I’ve ever done something like this, and I feel really, really good about it. I’m interested in keeping my eyes open for anything else that comes along like this. I’m particularly interested on doing things for the March of Dimes.

So, that’s all for now. I’m still working on getting this weight off. I know that I can do it, I have it in me. I’m not giving up or quitting, I’m just a little discouraged and I really don’t have any reason to be. My weight loss thus far is still very, very good.

Good morning

I had a very good weekend… I got some good exercise in, ate a few too many bad foods (I wasn’t horrible but I also was not as good as I should have been), and didn’t really feel badly about it. I played Warhammer Saturday night with my husband, brother in law, and our friends, and my character died within an hour and a half of gameplay. I didn’t mind; I really did not care for her.

We played again Sunday, with me rolling up a new character whom I like way better than my last.

That’s enough gaming talk.

I weighed in Saturday at 162.5, which puts me at a 7 1/2 pound weight loss in 5 weeks. Not bad. I’m getting impatient because while my clothes are fitting better, I’m still not at the point where I need new pants. Most of the change I can see is in my upper body; my arms and whatnot. My thighs are still gigantic. I didn’t get a chance to measure myself, so hopefully this coming weekend I’ll get to and I’ll see a change.

Today is my rest day, which is good. I’m feeling kind of sore. Ugh. I am putting off doing these stupid monthly summaries for work. If you saw them and the work involved, you’d be putting them off, too. I’m not sure how much longer I can stay in this job, doing the things I do, for this pay. Even if they paid me more, I don’t think I’d want to stay here much longer.