I even was allowed to sleep in to 8:07 am! With a quick snuggle from Mr. Insatiable our day has started already...but you know what? I am ok with it. We are gonna have a great morning together, making pancakes and eggs, and then off to the rest of our day (groceries, cleaning, laundry etc..) but again..do you really care? Likely not....
I wanted to talk about my lazy treadmill for a second. You see, before we moved into the Insatiable Palace, we were given a treadmill. It was free and it worked!! It was fantastic!!! (SF thank you again!!!) The thing was that when we got it Mr. Insatiable told me I wasn't going to use it etc...he told me it would collect dust...then I started to use it. I did every day....until now, when we have been living in the new house for 2 months already and the fucking lazy treadmill is still in my garage!! It's quite preposterous that one would run on the treadmill in the garage amidst the garbage and bicycles.
I have talked to the treadmill a few times about this, saying " once you were such an inspiration for me to hop up on you and run my feelings out but now...you lazy cow, you haven't even picked yourself up off your fat ass and taken yourself down to the basement where you belong!!" I mean really, how is the treadmill supposed to motivate me to do anything remotely close to running on it when it has no inspiration to get ready for it...really people it's a sad state.
I will say that I am going to try to get her ass in gear along with mine. I have been continually taking it slow to make sure that I am ready for the change of a lifetime (more of a fucking shock to my system than getting knocked up 3 years in a row) and I am!!!
I have cut out all unnecessary sugars, and creams etc....I was drinking 3 XL triple triple's a day (for those of y'all who don't speak Canadian coffee..that's an XL coffee with 3 cream (18%) and 3 sugars....while I know it tastes amazing I have converted myself (along with the support from Mr. Insatiable) to drinking 1 Large double milk 1 1/2 sugar. This was huge for me! I noticed the my head aches aren't as severe and when I feel that I need a coffee after I have enjoyed the 1 per day, I am totally in the habit of chugging a bottle of water to suppress the caffeine addiction.
By doing this, chugging water, not only have I gotten myself trained to drink 8 bottles (min) a day,I am also learning how my body responds to cruel and unusual punishment.
Tuesdays I am still playing volleyball and I am still loving it! I know that my body loves that I am diving, and basically flopping around the court and that I am seeing a little difference in my figure. So here it is...I have challenged myself to the 30day shred again.
You may be asking why I would do this to myself again? But nothing made me more inspired than the thought of roundhouse-kicking Jillian in the box. So....day 1 is today! Day 1 is today..even as I say it now, I feel like I am trying to convince myself..but I know that this has to start!
If I want to do it, it's not gonna shed with my politely asking. I also feel that my body is used to burning enough calories now, that any additional torture I put myself through will certainly assist in the sheddage. (Its totally a word motha-fahker!)
Also, I have incorporated some great tips from Sparkpeople.com about menu/meal planning. You see JewliaGoulia, this fantastic babe of a blogger has been talking about it for a while. and I have known about it for longer; however, I had never put 2 and 2 together...usually that equaled 2 double gin and 7's....now, it actually sums up how to do this right.
I have also seen amazing things that other weight-loss bloggers have been doing and I feel that I too want to strut my stuff....but you would think that I had been? I have adapted a few new items in the wardrobe - grown amazing nails (I have no idea how or when they became important- but none the less they are) and I have also taken stock of my life and understand the fundamentals of what I need in my life....
I have devised this plan:
Rotten to the Core:
I need in my life: OBVI, my family especially Mr. Insatiable. Great food and a reason to cook and eat healthy ----why not make it healthy and the image that stains my mind of me being gigantic. You would think that it's that simple...but when your 6 year old says "momma, you's gotta fat ass" while joking, something clicks..ya know?
So, here it goes..my adventure begins again....30 days from now will also = the first day of my vacation....let's see where this takes me. I think that I will have the balls to post before/after's and or measurements/weights etc..but before I lose this motivation I am gonna go work some shit out with Jillian.
Peace out bitches!!!
To all the new folks who have just joined this amazing ride...WHAT THE FECK TOOK YA SO LONG?!!? Sincerely though....Thanks for totally checking out my blog!!!
I have hit 90 stalkers on this mother!. This is a huge celebration for me, as I thought that after a 2 month hiatus, that I was over....yesterday's special 1/2 off....but for the past 2 weeks I have seen a continued increase in readers, followers and views. So....
I know that I cuss, use inappropriate language and atrocious grammar but the truth of it, is that I haven't felt this good about myself since forever. I know that it's because of all y'all out here that really have made a difference.
Do you know what this is?
This is the view that I had today on my drive home. Not THIS guy but a guy similar to him.
YOU, do you realize that you looked so uncomfortable with your finger lodged up your skull. I have seen people's fingers stuck in bowling balls and never have I seen someone soooo deep up in their shit like I did today....and you were driving!
I guess good on you as you sure "picked a winner".
I do have to ask though, do you realize that I can see you? Do you care? Do you think that I wanted to have the lasting impression of your excavation site in my mind and also the sequel of this feature when you decided to eat whatever you found there? I must say that the fact you had the decency to eat whatever the hell was under your nails afterwards was great. Whatever gorilla's taught you to groom sure did their job. Perhaps this was a Jane Goodall gorilla. Let's face it, those apes were smart!
I just would like you to know that the next time you are that hungry, please flash your lights, or flag someone down..they will surely buy you something to eat. I will.
As a mother of 3, I have seen some PICKIN' but never once have my kids gone back for seconds...did your mother not teach you manners? What are you hoping to achieve with this? Do you suffer from PICA? I am sure that if you did suffer from this you are more likely to eat the tire of your car or your own shaboodie...but perhaps your own boogers curb your hunger? These are things I have no idea about, but honestly...
Why the hell did my body feel this way? Do I really want another kid? Does my body think it does??? Cuz let me tell you...there are days when Mr. Insatiable and I joke,
I know that its not ever possible again, like EVER for me to conceive my own child but...it certainly leaves me curious.
"Listen bitch, if you don't friggen start to wig out soon enough, I will try to take over and consume you!"
I was actually contemplating not posting this, because it's a super amazing fantastic idea; however, as I feel it's so fucking awesome I decided to now hit publish.
we all know the blogs that I read religiously (if you need a refresher)
A Day in the Wife
Ex Hot Girl
I Run with Scissors
Welcome to Sara's Organized Chaos
Did I Just Eat that Out Loud
and several other fantastic ones (Chunky Monkey, Barefoot Foodie, JewliaGoulia, ShaunaGlenn....the list goes on and on)
Of these blogs, I constantly see random and amazing comments!!! I LOVE IT...not to take away from any authors skills or posts, but I have to admit that I love whoring myself through comments!!! It's super fun.
I have started a list of some of my fav's and would love to know or hear yours. I will be also creating an updated list to keep these random and obscure thoughts for us all to look back at and laugh till we pee our panties!!
I will say that I am an author of one or more of these comments, can you guess which one(s)? LMAO
I have totally come out on top and am so much better because of it all. You see dearest readers, I write just like most of you, every day. Although I don't always publish what has been written, it seems to be the only way to clear my head and stay focused on the task at hand.
I haven't ever wanted to have her as an outdoor cat, and Mr. Insatiable prefers it. This has literally fueled several arguments - but whatever, it's not over till your kitten gives birth to a litter of bastards!
So we move to the new place and all of a sudden she's being let out; the doors aren't being shut and she meets BENDER.
Now, BENDER is really a studly cat. He knows all the slutty girls in the neighborhood...he just now wants a piece of the Pineapple. For a while I thought, "no, she's got a great head on her shoulders. She's not even 1 yet...she'll wait." But guys, if there is one thing that life has taught me....is to never hold your breath! Nope, this kitty has been made a filthy whore of!
I mean, I don't have the scientific proof, but I think she is preggers, and now I am left with the plaguing feeling that I will have to raise these kittens!!! That's it, multi vitamins, doubling the calories and lots of water!!! Princess Pine Apple Bottom (you're gonna have to get some maternity-)Jeans, you my dear are going to the vet!
Good god, I can't imagine. What will I do with these bastard children? Yell Free Pussy!!! Free Pussy!!! Anyone want a kitten? Maybe that would work, but its not practical. How would you feel about a mother yelling that on the street with her 3 kids beside her???? Well, I know that you all wouldn't judge me but hey, it can't come to that!!!
I'll keep you all posted with the details - for right now you should totally concern yourselves with the fact that not only is she a whore, she also can shoot laser beams out of her eyes!! She is the coolest thing of life!