ANGRY

I am having some serious issues with anger lately. I just can't seem to get my emotions under control. Things have been very stressful around here, and there doesn't seem like there is much light at the end of the tunnel.

My husband is in the process of opening a new office, and the work involved is never ending. I haven't been getting much support from him lately, and I feel like things are starting to take a toll on us. The kiddos are taxing the mess out of me and my head is spinning in so many directions.

Yesterday was a horrible day. I started off okay, but ended up going on a binge/purge run to Micky D's (only because it was the closest source of grossness), eating all day long, purging after dinner and desert and of course no exercise. I laid in bed last night realizing that I have developed a REAL problem here. My past behaviors have come back to haunt me...full force. It's amazing how many emotions are involved in this kind of behavior. There seems to be such a relief after the fact. All of my feelings, that have been bottled up, come hurling (sorry, no better word) out leaving behind a huge feeling of ease.

I think I may need to address my issue with either counseling or medications, but we don't have the money for counseling, and my son is still nursing which rules out the medication. I realize that I could ween my son, but nursing him longer means the world to me.

I am just spinning out of control. I don't know what to do.

Flop, Flop, Flop....One Flop After Another....

My yard sale was a flop.

My efforts to purge from my garage and house were a flop.

My exercising has flopped, big time.

My weight loss efforts are flopping in the wind.

Flop, flop, flop....it's fun to say, but what kind of word is flop anyways?

I just feel floppy.

Okay, one more....here it comes....hold on....flop. That's the last one, I promise!

WHEW!

What a long week this past week has been. I have been so stressed out, it's unbelievable! My Mom decided to come for a visit, which was great, but I am kind of relieved to have her gone. For some reason we did our fair share of arguing while she was here. She really stressed me out. I guess I will always be her "little girl" which grants her the right to nag, pick on and irritate the mess out of me. But, my boys LOVE her to pieces, so I am always sad for them when she has to go.

We are having a neighborhood garage sale tomorrow, and I have had ladies calling me for weeks to come and see what baby stuff I have left. At the rate I am going, I am going to have measly scraps to put out at the sale tomorrow. It sounds good, but I am just trying to clear enough space to get my husband's car back in the garage. We have so much junk it isn't even funny.

I have heard, from several sources, that having a cluttered house actually contributes to weight gain- which I completely agree with. It seems that I get so overwhelmed with the messes I have in our nooks and crannies and all the stuff packed into our closets, that instead of grabbing the bull by it's horns and cleaning, I shut down and pass the stress by eating. It's kind of like leaving your mouth loose and open yields a quicker and easier childbirth- it's all connected. With that I mean the stuff we carry around in our lives seems to weigh us down- possessions and extra weight. When my closets are clean, I feel much lighter. And when I feel lighter I probably burn more calories with the extra bounce in my step and eat less because I feel better. Does that make sense?

I am hoping to greatly reduce the clutter in my house over the next few weeks. It just seems like I am always bringing more "stuff" into the house, ie. diapers, fall/winter clothes for the boys, groceries...etc, then I can ever purge. I just want a HUGE pick-up truck to show up in my driveway and haul it all away. It would be so liberating not to have all this clutter.

Tapeworm

YAY! I am NOT Going Insane...

...that's always a good feeling. I was so relieved last night to find out that my Aunt Flo had come for a visit. I haven't seen her in almost 19 months...crazy. As disappointing as her appearance was, it was such a great feeling to realize that my past few days worth of psycho symptoms are being laid to rest. My brownie making, french fry craving, crying for no reason, water retention...all there for a reason. PHEW!

AND, the best part of the story was my weight this morning. Aunt Flo came bearing a gift...the gift of weight loss. I FINALLY got to see the 250s this morning, 258.4 to be exact. I am so happy, but still moody so don't mess with me!!! ;)

Just a Wii Bit Addicting

Exercise? Addicting? Yup, the Wii Fit does a great job of making you want more...More...MORE!!! After engaging in an absurdly large amount of sugar yesterday (I made the brownies :( and my husband bought donuts from Dunkin...which I didn't eat), my husband and I decided it was time to set up the Fit. Up until then, we hadn't quite decided if we were going to keep it. However, with the kiddos in bed and it being way too hot to exercise outside, we booted up the Wii.

Within minutes we were fighting over the possession of the remote. It was actually really neat! We had to create Miis, characters that look like you to play the Wii, which was loads of fun. The Fit did some really neat calculations and provides tips, motivation, goal setting, BMI, weight, progress reports, charts and graphs!

Once we started attempting some of the exercises, we found ourselves just plain wanting more. They make it addicting by allowing room for continual improvement, and when you are competing with your spouse, you can't go to bed until the last man standing wins! Which was of course my husband :). I found the hola-hoop exercise to be quite demanding, after three turns I was winded and my abs are sore this morning! My husband attempted a four minute, run-in-place exercise and repeated continually, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die....". It was hilarious! He actually had a hard time getting through it.

Goals for today: stay away from sugar and fast food, and beat my husband at slalom skiing!!!

Sorry For The Radio Silence

I haven't posted a blog recently because there just hasn't been anything, well worthwhile at least, to discuss.

I have been having a hard time with my food and exercise. Due to my lack of scale rewards, my NSVs seem to be pushed onto the back burner at the moment. I haven't exercised for the past four days, and I have been feeling FAT, LAZY, and TIRED. I don't know if I am about to get my monthly (I haven't had one since my son was born 9 months ago...so I just don't know) or if some personal and business stresses have contributed to my blatant lack of motivation.

There is a box of brownies in the pantry downstairs just calling my name. The ONLY reason I am NOT making them is because I don't think my husband would remain silent about such a splurge, and I just don't feel like listening to a speech tonight. I am just craving BAD, BAD, BAD food lately. I don't know why. Ugh. I hope for my sanity I can get a grip. And soon.

Killing Me Softly

I have been doing really well with food lately. My life has been very hectic and I have been extremely busy, too busy to eat! I have been sure to get in all three meals with a bite or two of a snack in between, and I have been downing quite a bit of unsweetened green tea. I have also been able to squeeze in some nightly exercise and I have been achieving my goal of no eating after dinner. It's been kind of nice to be too busy to worry so much about food.

So here's the killer....
I stepped on the scale yesterday, after 3 days of wonderful, on-track eating and the scale showed a whopping 264. WHAT? I was just 260 3 days ago. THEN...when I stepped on the scale this morning, again after another day of good eating, it showed 265.4. Are you kidding me? I am gaining? Now, I really, Really, REALLY don't think I have gained 5 pounds of muscle. So, seriously, what in the heck is going on here? I am completely bewildered.

I Just Got My A$$ Kicked!

Nice title. I know. However, Leslie Sansone, in the Walk Away the Pounds series, just beat me up doing her 3 mile walk. For some reason it really left me feeling the burn tonight!

So, on to the funny stuff. Well, not funny ha ha, but funny how ironic. I came up to my computer after my stretching and cool down only to find my husband finishing off his Mickey D's ice cream. He shook his head and muttered, "You're going to be skinnier then me if you keep this up." Yes please. :)

Wii, Wii, Wii, Wii All The Way Back to the Store?

So, how many of you either own a Wii and Wii Fit, or have heard about it? I know that the internet says they are the latest craze, but are they really worth it? It being $400+ for everything you would need?

I was able to get my hands on a Wii today, and I have a Wii Fit set up with someone from Craigslist. My husband thinks I am planning to either return the system or sell it to someone else who has been looking for one.

I need to know if it is worth a $400 fight? Money is by no means knocking on our door these days, but I would really like to have one. I think. I am afraid if we wait until we can afford one, we won't be able to find one again. Christmas is rapidly approaching, and I am sure that the Wii will be impossible to find. Because of our financial situation, I really feel like I am asking ALOT from my husband. So, is it worth it!? Any helpful information would be greatly appreciated!!!!!!!

It was interesting to see my highs and lows today while I was on the Wii mission. When I heard that my local Wal*Mart had one in stock, I got the kids into the car and sped off all the while feeling a wonderful sensation of excitement and anticipation. Would it still be there when I got there? The hunt was on. I literally ran with two kids in tow to the electronics department.
Well, it was there. I bought it. I headed home.
I felt a huge sense of dissapointment while driving back to my house. The hunt was over.
Then my husband said maybe we could keep it! I felt all smiley and excited all over again. I even danced around the house a bit.
But, I already feel all dissapointed again. Buyers remorse I guess.

My point here? My point is that this has always been my food cycle. When I am on my way to buy food, I am so super excited about my upcoming celebration with all sorts of delicious goodies. Then, after I have eaten them, I feel all depressed.

Why do I feel a need to put myself through such torment? What on earth do I get out of throwing myself into such horrible uncomfortable situations? I am working on this question. If it isn't food, it's something else. Anything for that quick, very short-lived high.

The Golden Arch Enemy

Last Friday night, around 9:30pm, my husband could no longer repress his craving for McDonalds. Being the good "little" wife that I am, I grabbed the car keys and proceeded to take his order. I quickly realized that I was more than happy to go for him and even felt some excitement.

After I analyzed my emotions, it was clear to me that the "old me" was so happy to have an "excuse" to binge on McDonalds late at night. The "new me" chimed in with an overwhelming feeling of guilt for wanting to poison my husband with the toxic spill they call food. I decided rather hastily that I would not be getting any food, but I still felt that I needed to keep my husband happy and I jumped in the car.

Not once on the way did I waiver on my decision not to order any food. I decided that I would order a large un-sweetened icedtea and enjoy that on the way home instead of being tempted to pick at my hubby's fries.

I arrived, ordered the "food" and started driving away. I put a straw into my icedtea and took a big'ole gulp. PLUCK! It was super, d-duper sweet! Of course. Down here in the south, the sweet tea is more like a cup full of corn syrup with tea flavoring. So, I had to go back! For a split second, I was scared I would decide to order food, but I stayed strong.

I was also able to ward of the late night temptations again, when my husband decided he wanted Arby's for dinner, on the way home from visiting with family last night. This is really big for me you guys. One of my favorite things in the past was to talk about cravings late at night with my husband and then have one of us jump in the car to go fetch a large amount of food.

I am feeling so good about how much easier it is getting to avoid bad foods. I feel like I have come too far on this journey to turn back, and that my body is becoming so much healthier. My brain is receiving better nutrition and therefore making MUCH better judgment calls. The more I am away from all the fast food junk, the less I even want it. Not only have there been many times when I had the excuse to eat junk food, but I actually have an adverse reaction to it now. Yuck, no thank you!