Excuses, excuses, excuses.

I'm telling you, the reason I can identify all of the lame old excuses everyone uses is because I USE THEM! Some of them, I made up. Yep, you're welcome.
So I'm just finishing up about 12 hours of work. No joke. And we have been short handed because of the ladies are sick. Not good... pretty much just crazy (now, I know I'm a little crazy because I have been having fun.) Then tonight and tomorrow night we have Parent-teacher conferences. Makes for some long days for Miss Lorie. Yawn, i'm tired.

So, back to the point of this post. I didn't get out of bed this morning and run, yawn, I'm tired. So here it is almost 8 pm and I haven't got my exercise in... bring out the excuses.

1. I ate really well today, it won't hurt to skip a workout. (Seriously, I packed breakfast, lunch and dinner. Go me.)
2. I chased kids all day. That is a workout, right?
3. I'm tired, yawn.
4. It is late.
5. I haven't seen my dog kids all day (yes, I love them, a lot).
6. This list of BS goes on and on.

Now if you didn't catch this post read HERE. Any who, can I really not go get my butt on that treadmill after writing a post like that? I think not. Thanks for keeping me accountable ladies. I'm going to do it. Not because it is easy, or sounds hella fun right now, but because I AM COMMITTED!

But I AM SO TIRED! YAWN.

Monday weigh

Well I had a decent weekend. Not stellar but better than usual. Problem is the scale read 191. Now, for once I'm not going to beat myself up about this.  It is TOM and I'm technically down 1.2 from last Monday. Gonna kick it in the butt this week and see if I can permanently make it out of the 190's. (They have been much more difficult to kick than the 200's ) 

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NSV

I went to Zumba class. Yep, my first one! :) And I really loved it! Doing it again on Monday. Gotta stir up the routine so that I don't get bored and "take a break."

Happy Saturday!

188.4

Friday morning and the scales says "188.4" lets see how minimal I can keep the damage this weekend! The plan? 8:00 tomorrow 4 mile run, 9:30 Zumba with a friend.

Failing to plan is planing to fail! :)

Truth is, my head has been hella hungry all darn day! All darn day! Haven't done terrible, haven't done great!

Do as I say I'm doing...

Yep- Really. Here is the skinny. Remember how you go out to eat with your skinny friends? Or watch the skinny girl at the party shovel 8 pieces of pizza and a piece of cake the size of her head down her pie hole?

Well, I'm going to let you in on a little secret she doesn't eat like that all of the time, or spend all of her time on the couch... because if she did, she wouldn't be the skinny girl shoveling food at the party, but the chubby pretending like she always only drinks water and eats a salad. (I know because I've been her here.)

What sparks this? Check out this post from Lap Band Gal and all the awesome comments: Am I full of Sh*t? This post really got me thinking and analyzing how sometimes I bet my words don't match what people see.

The truth is 90% of the time I'm on track, counting calories, watching protein, staying away from desserts. When am I most likely to break these rules? When I'm out with friends at a party or some sort of celebration.

Examples: 1.  90%- I always drink water. I love it, and it is actually my beverage of choice.
10%- I will have a hot chocolate, or a glass of lemonade. (I'd actually say this is more like 2%-really, I love water)

2. 90%- Protein first then veggies.
10%- Pizza then cake

3. 90%- Running-biking-some kind of drench my fat in sweat kinda activity.
10%- Couch, movie, sweats!

4. 90% no dessert.
10% dessert the size of my head, or butt, depending on what is available.

I remember watching that skinny girl and envying her. Cursing my bad genetics and knowing that she got all the luck because she could eat like a pig. The truth is, that is a lie. There is work to be done to be healthy and there isn't anyway around it. Now when I see the slim girl enjoying herself at a party I know that Saturday morning she will be pounding the pavement, making her body hurt!

Moral of the story- don't justify your food choices by some other persons. You never know what their "actual" day looks like.

FAT CRACK!

This morning I had an epic day on the scale- no reporting because we all know i'm having heck keeping the chubby me in check on the weekends but I will say it was the LOWEST weight I've ever seen. :)

Anyway, ever had a day when FAT CRACK surrounds you all day? Come on, you all know what i'm talking about- Peanut butter cake, Nutty Bars, Butterfinger, fruit snacks, chips... nasty Goldfish crackers. Thats how you know you are just jonesin' (is that even how it is written?) for a fix, Goldfish crackers? Come on!

So I turned down that fake peanut butter cake during our lunch period, it looked good but my friend assured me it wasn't. I then went to fill my water around 1:00 and those dang lunch ladies had kindly offered up that FAT CRACK as a gift to the teachers. Then when I get to my parents to let the girls run, and to run myself, Mom had been to the store with my adorable nephew, no one can tell no... leading to all the other FAT CRACK!
So all day long I've been repeating to myself "INDULGING IN FAT CRACK LEADS TO A FATTER CRACK." I will not feed the inner chubby... I will not! Peace out 190's (Well hopefully)

Amazing advice...

First of all, there are amazing people in the world... And the ladies especially in my life ROCK!

Here is the advice:

1. Amber and her conviction that anyone can run, anyone.
1a. Amber she always tells me when the butt sagging pants are out of control.
2. Sheleah when she said "tell yourself you're going to get up each day and nourish your body." this reminded me that this isn't a diet. It is how I'm LIVING.
3. Erin when she told me "running is 90% mental." I always remind myself of that when I want to quit.
4. Amy when she put into words what I couldn't "Wow Lorie I think that's awesome! I'm glad that you're so open about having the surgery. I was always so afraid that people would view it as "cheating" or that I was too lazy to do it on my own and so my biggest fear was people finding out about it. The one thing that I hope everyone learns from you is that it is still hard work and you still have to be very disciplined. Lapband is not a cure...it's a tool and sometimes the easiest things for you to eat are the wrong things. Granted I have never been the whole exercise guru that you are, but it was still a long hard journey! And one that I have never regretted even with some of the side effects that come with it. I'm so proud of you and I wish you the best! You go girl!!!"
5. Jolynn and Jolene, thanks for always letting me talk about my big ole butt!
6. Mom, Dad, sister, brothers! The support and advice through all the hard life changes! Il admit, I haven't always been a sweetheart!!
7. Holly... Remember when you told me "that feeling of death is what we are looking for" well it frequently gets me going-started-finished-:) Thanks!
8. Amy, for giving me much needed fills and advice about the band. I think she has been more helpful than my surgeon was!
9. Paul, for saying (way before I started loosing weight, or was even thinking about it) to a girl that wasn't me. "Good for you for doing something about your weight, instead of just sitting around talking about it." Isn't that true? GET UP AND GET TO CHANGING!