WHAT A WEEKEND!
Saturday I went (with an accomplice) to The Screamin' Peach in Fort Collins. Can you imagine what they do at The Screamin' Peach?!?!? They make your peach scream ...
It's a waxing studio.
I was so nervous going there, assuming it would be painful (to say the least!) ... but it's something I have never done before and I was willing to try ...
and now?!? I am hairless. Ha. Everything gone ... and yes, I mean everything.
It was strangely liberating and although incredibly painful at a few points (I had a few choice words while being waxed ...) I will be back, in 4 weeks ... The Screamin' Peach, isn't that the best name? Funky, classy, hip joint, with wonderfully comforting women working there ... I am a fan. Definitely will be back ... I wonder if my accomplice will?!?
Yes, What A Weekend!
Today I went into Boulder, to CU, for the Kick-Off event for the Triathlon Training Team I have joined. Team CWW, Colorado Wild Women! It is a phenomenal group of women, as young as 20 and even a woman in her 70's! All shapes and sizes. I am so encouraged. Tuesday is a swim assesment at CU, underwater video taping, stroke analyzing, the whole nine yards ... should be awesome.
Oh, and a side note ... I did get a swim suit. I ordered online from LandsEnd, a basic suit, no bra, no dumb straps, and enough material to cover my boobs, shocking huh?!? It was also about $40 cheaper than a Speedo. I am thrilled with it.
The training team is amazing ... there were women than have never swam in open water and women that are training for an IronMan. I like to think I am somewhere in the middle, ha. The coaches were inspiring and full of praise, just for being there. Everyone was kind and friendly ... I just can't say enough about it. I know this is just what I need to step up my training, to meet my weight loss goal and become the athlete I've always known I can be.
I am so thankful.
What A Weekend!
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Boot Camp
Holy-killer-workout-Batman.
I had my ass handed to me today at Boot Camp. My friend Chum teaches a Boot Camp series that is incredible. It's nearly 5pm, the class was from 11:30-12:15 and I am still kinda shaky and my the redness in my face is just now starting to fade. It was insane.
We had partners and while one was on the treadmill the other was on weights, and it switched back and forth several times ... not just a nice jog on the treadmill, but at an incline of 10, running at a 6.5 for minute increments, I did think I'd barf at one point. We did sprints and interval training, it was really great. Then when I switched to weights, it was all upper body, medicine ball crunches and push ups.
Whew.
It was awesome. I'll be back next Monday. Bring it on ...
I had my ass handed to me today at Boot Camp. My friend Chum teaches a Boot Camp series that is incredible. It's nearly 5pm, the class was from 11:30-12:15 and I am still kinda shaky and my the redness in my face is just now starting to fade. It was insane.
We had partners and while one was on the treadmill the other was on weights, and it switched back and forth several times ... not just a nice jog on the treadmill, but at an incline of 10, running at a 6.5 for minute increments, I did think I'd barf at one point. We did sprints and interval training, it was really great. Then when I switched to weights, it was all upper body, medicine ball crunches and push ups.
Whew.
It was awesome. I'll be back next Monday. Bring it on ...
Thursday, January 15, 2009
ARGH!
Ok ... so, this blog post is more of a rant, a vent about a super shitty shopping experience last night, be warned.
Let me apologize before I even start for my language this morning, although I already said "shitty", damn, more is to follow ...
Just as I made my rule to NOT weigh-in the same day I start my period, I made a new rule after going to Dick's last night (which by the way is a dumbass name for a sporting goods store, Dick's, just a yucky word ... I can hear my Mom saying, "it's just a name" ... true, but I don't like it. How does someone named Richard get the nickname Dick anyhow?!?!?)
My new rule is to NOT ever, even think about for a fleeting moment, go shopping for a new bathing suit the first day on my period. I am bloated and disgusting and trying to shove my rockin' bod into what looks like a sausage casing, while my undies stick out the bottom ... and not cute undies let me add, "the period undies" that I only wear once a month on the first day of my cycle because they are huge and something an 80 year old would wear just because they are comfortable and at anytime could be used as a parachute ... you all have a pair, I'm sure ... Why is it a pair of undies when it's only one?!?!? I am full of random shit this morning. AGRH! What the F?!?!?!?
Focus Jessica.
So, back to Dick's, being in a dressing room with the world's worst fucking lighting, shoving my bloated body into a speedo ... I started laughing out loud at how completely ridiculous I looked. It was horrid. And this brings me to my complaint about athletic swimwear ... as I was reminded last night why I do not own a speedo, TYR, Nike or any other athletic swimsuit. They are all made for women that have NO BOOBS ... yes, no cha-cha's, no knockers, no melons. Even in losing nearly 25lbs, my bra size has not changed at all! (not that I would expect it to, this is the way it's been since the 4th fucking grade when I was the 1st girl to wear a bra!) The way the suits are cut leaves minimal space for any boob coverage and I was just popping out of every possible place. The jerk off that made those suits, most likely a man, and ha, probably with the name Dick, was stupid enough to use straps that are as thin as my pinky finger ... and that gives support how?!?!? What the F? I do not want a swim suit that has underwire, are you kidding me?!?!? Nor the "built-in-shelf-bra" which too, is the biggest joke ever. Those never fit, they offer no support and I am left with boobies drooping to my waist in a swimsuit that looks like shit!
(deep breath)
Oh, wait, damn, I forgot ... those crappy suits are upwards of $60 too. ARGH!
My lesson learned is this, I will never fit into an athletic suit, which I accept. Just as I accepted in Middle School that everyone could wear Guess jeans and I couldn't. It is what it is. My body is how it is and yes, a work in progress, but knowing the size of my chest will not dramatically change, I'm going to start looking into wetsuits ... there has to be something out there for me and I'll find it.
I don't plan on going to Dick's anytime soon. Dick's, ugh.
I should add though, after my ridiculously shitty experience, I had the biggest urge to consume an entire bag of Oreo's and I headed directly to Safeway ... the moment I was in the store though, that desire faded (praise God) and I ended up with some fruit leather instead. Yea me!
Lesson learned. Swimsuits suck, so do periods, bloating, granny undies and shitty lighting. Never again.
Let me apologize before I even start for my language this morning, although I already said "shitty", damn, more is to follow ...
Just as I made my rule to NOT weigh-in the same day I start my period, I made a new rule after going to Dick's last night (which by the way is a dumbass name for a sporting goods store, Dick's, just a yucky word ... I can hear my Mom saying, "it's just a name" ... true, but I don't like it. How does someone named Richard get the nickname Dick anyhow?!?!?)
My new rule is to NOT ever, even think about for a fleeting moment, go shopping for a new bathing suit the first day on my period. I am bloated and disgusting and trying to shove my rockin' bod into what looks like a sausage casing, while my undies stick out the bottom ... and not cute undies let me add, "the period undies" that I only wear once a month on the first day of my cycle because they are huge and something an 80 year old would wear just because they are comfortable and at anytime could be used as a parachute ... you all have a pair, I'm sure ... Why is it a pair of undies when it's only one?!?!? I am full of random shit this morning. AGRH! What the F?!?!?!?
Focus Jessica.
So, back to Dick's, being in a dressing room with the world's worst fucking lighting, shoving my bloated body into a speedo ... I started laughing out loud at how completely ridiculous I looked. It was horrid. And this brings me to my complaint about athletic swimwear ... as I was reminded last night why I do not own a speedo, TYR, Nike or any other athletic swimsuit. They are all made for women that have NO BOOBS ... yes, no cha-cha's, no knockers, no melons. Even in losing nearly 25lbs, my bra size has not changed at all! (not that I would expect it to, this is the way it's been since the 4th fucking grade when I was the 1st girl to wear a bra!) The way the suits are cut leaves minimal space for any boob coverage and I was just popping out of every possible place. The jerk off that made those suits, most likely a man, and ha, probably with the name Dick, was stupid enough to use straps that are as thin as my pinky finger ... and that gives support how?!?!? What the F? I do not want a swim suit that has underwire, are you kidding me?!?!? Nor the "built-in-shelf-bra" which too, is the biggest joke ever. Those never fit, they offer no support and I am left with boobies drooping to my waist in a swimsuit that looks like shit!
(deep breath)
Oh, wait, damn, I forgot ... those crappy suits are upwards of $60 too. ARGH!
My lesson learned is this, I will never fit into an athletic suit, which I accept. Just as I accepted in Middle School that everyone could wear Guess jeans and I couldn't. It is what it is. My body is how it is and yes, a work in progress, but knowing the size of my chest will not dramatically change, I'm going to start looking into wetsuits ... there has to be something out there for me and I'll find it.
I don't plan on going to Dick's anytime soon. Dick's, ugh.
I should add though, after my ridiculously shitty experience, I had the biggest urge to consume an entire bag of Oreo's and I headed directly to Safeway ... the moment I was in the store though, that desire faded (praise God) and I ended up with some fruit leather instead. Yea me!
Lesson learned. Swimsuits suck, so do periods, bloating, granny undies and shitty lighting. Never again.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Detox Day 3
Sooo ... I am breaking out like a freaking pubescent 12 year old girl ... it is NOT pretty, let me repeat, NOT pretty ... clusters of zits on my face, that are deep-seeded and connected to every nerve ending in my body ... the wind was blowing yesterday and it made my eyes start to well up. ARGH! I ended up icing my chin last night, it hurt so bad. WHAT THE F***?!?!?!?
I like the idea of toxins leaving my body, of a fresh start and eating things that are whole and good and meant for food ... I love the probiotics I am taking that are helping my digestion, but man o' man if anyone would have mentioned the gnarly-break-out-pimple-puss-bucket that my face would become ... I might have thought twice. Sheeesh.
We have a recumbant bike in the basement and I was reluctant to get on it, thinking it wouldn't be much of a work out ... but it was, I was sweaty and my thighs are feeling it today. I would love to get a stationary bike stand for my tri bike ... that'd be great for training. I am still in need of a swim suit, and in such, did not swim yesterday ... but it's ok, today is a scheduled day of rest, and if I can rid myself of this ongoing headache, then I might venture to the store to get one and get my arse in the water ...
I supposed the zitty mess I am is only proof of the toxin that was in my body that is making a way out ... and for that I am thankful.
Onward ...
I like the idea of toxins leaving my body, of a fresh start and eating things that are whole and good and meant for food ... I love the probiotics I am taking that are helping my digestion, but man o' man if anyone would have mentioned the gnarly-break-out-pimple-puss-bucket that my face would become ... I might have thought twice. Sheeesh.
We have a recumbant bike in the basement and I was reluctant to get on it, thinking it wouldn't be much of a work out ... but it was, I was sweaty and my thighs are feeling it today. I would love to get a stationary bike stand for my tri bike ... that'd be great for training. I am still in need of a swim suit, and in such, did not swim yesterday ... but it's ok, today is a scheduled day of rest, and if I can rid myself of this ongoing headache, then I might venture to the store to get one and get my arse in the water ...
I supposed the zitty mess I am is only proof of the toxin that was in my body that is making a way out ... and for that I am thankful.
Onward ...
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
HEADACHES ...
SUCK!
Whew ... I was up at 3am with a migraine ... crappy way to start the day, I took 2 Exedrine Migraine and went back to bed and woke up without a headache, but totally jittery and wired ... I've also had 2 cups of coffee, so that's probably not helping me out either.
Yesterday went well, I got in all the right foods and my training. Day 2 of training and detox, I wonder if the headache was brought about from eating so well and all of those toxins leaving my body? Yikes. Today I need to get in an 800 yard swim and a 40 min bike ride. Before doing this though, I need to go buy a new swimsuit ... blech, I might rather like to poke out my eyes with a dull pencil, but it is what it is and I need a new one desperately. I was swimming at the Y last week in the morning and while changing in the locker room noticed a rockin' circle about the size of my fist of pulled elastic right in the middle of my chest that was suddenly see-through ... yea! Awesome, total boob shot ... ummm, yes, time for a new suit.
Thank you Lord for Exedrine Migraine, for the relief it brought me. Thank you for the money to be able to buy a new swimsuit. Thank you for my husband's support of my training endeavors. I wonder today how I can serve You?
Whew ... I was up at 3am with a migraine ... crappy way to start the day, I took 2 Exedrine Migraine and went back to bed and woke up without a headache, but totally jittery and wired ... I've also had 2 cups of coffee, so that's probably not helping me out either.
Yesterday went well, I got in all the right foods and my training. Day 2 of training and detox, I wonder if the headache was brought about from eating so well and all of those toxins leaving my body? Yikes. Today I need to get in an 800 yard swim and a 40 min bike ride. Before doing this though, I need to go buy a new swimsuit ... blech, I might rather like to poke out my eyes with a dull pencil, but it is what it is and I need a new one desperately. I was swimming at the Y last week in the morning and while changing in the locker room noticed a rockin' circle about the size of my fist of pulled elastic right in the middle of my chest that was suddenly see-through ... yea! Awesome, total boob shot ... ummm, yes, time for a new suit.
Thank you Lord for Exedrine Migraine, for the relief it brought me. Thank you for the money to be able to buy a new swimsuit. Thank you for my husband's support of my training endeavors. I wonder today how I can serve You?
Monday, January 12, 2009
Training-Detox Day 1
Alrighty, I am being held accountable by the mere fact that I am posting this here ...
Today I am starting my 14 day detox, it's a full-body cleanse, vegan, fiber filled and hopefully awesome.
I have planned out everyday of my training for my Triathlon in May, starting from today ... it's all written out on my calendar, including days of rest ...
Today starts with a 30 min. run and 30 minutes of resistance training, weights.
Also, yesterday at Whole Foods, I found a new product that I read about in my VegNews magazine. They are little shots ... drinks, called Good Belly, vegan probiotics. It's like a little smoothie filled with vitamins and probiotics, only 50 calories ... hoping this combined with my efforts lined out above will help my body to run more efficiently.
I sat down yesterday and lined out my training schedule in sync with the training team that will start at the end of this month ... every swim day and clinic is in hot pink on my calendar.
This is the 1st time in a long time I feel such grand motivation ... having been on this journey over the past year, I have learned so much, I am just overwhelmingly thankful to be where I am at now, 25lbs lighter, on a fiercely-motivated journey to reaching my weight loss goals, and training for and competing in an Olympic distance triathlon. Yes, lofty goals for 2009, but completely attainable ... All things through Christ. He is my everything and in this journey I hope to glorify Him more and more.
So, today it all starts ... cleansing-probiotic-filled-training ...
Thank you Jesus for being my motivation, my body is a temple, filled with the Holy Spirit, and I am so grateful.
Today I am starting my 14 day detox, it's a full-body cleanse, vegan, fiber filled and hopefully awesome.
I have planned out everyday of my training for my Triathlon in May, starting from today ... it's all written out on my calendar, including days of rest ...
Today starts with a 30 min. run and 30 minutes of resistance training, weights.
Also, yesterday at Whole Foods, I found a new product that I read about in my VegNews magazine. They are little shots ... drinks, called Good Belly, vegan probiotics. It's like a little smoothie filled with vitamins and probiotics, only 50 calories ... hoping this combined with my efforts lined out above will help my body to run more efficiently.
I sat down yesterday and lined out my training schedule in sync with the training team that will start at the end of this month ... every swim day and clinic is in hot pink on my calendar.
This is the 1st time in a long time I feel such grand motivation ... having been on this journey over the past year, I have learned so much, I am just overwhelmingly thankful to be where I am at now, 25lbs lighter, on a fiercely-motivated journey to reaching my weight loss goals, and training for and competing in an Olympic distance triathlon. Yes, lofty goals for 2009, but completely attainable ... All things through Christ. He is my everything and in this journey I hope to glorify Him more and more.
So, today it all starts ... cleansing-probiotic-filled-training ...
Thank you Jesus for being my motivation, my body is a temple, filled with the Holy Spirit, and I am so grateful.
Friday, January 9, 2009
I'm back.
When my children came downstairs from the bath screaming, Gracie mostly, I closed the laptop, handed it to Caloy and told him I was getting in the shower. I think it adds to my frustration that my husband doesn't hear the chaos and in turn can not relate to how annoying it is.
Random thought or rant that I've waiting to blog about ...
Two days ago on The Today Show, Matt Lauer interviewed Ann Coulter. Every time I have seen this woman on the television, she is full of venom and cruel judgment and I was so sad two days ago to see a big cross hanging around her neck. This woman brings to life the statement, "The only problem with Christianity is Christians." She is so hate-filled and I was just sick to my stomach to see a cross, the symbol of my Savior, on her. All that it signifies, Perfect Love without judgment, the sacrifice He made for the world, to be on Ann Coulter made me so sad. Isn't the purpose of Christianity to love others? There is not a word of love that I have ever heard come from her mouth. Shame on you Ann Coulter, I do know that my Savior loves you just as He loves me, and I will pray that the deception in the venom you speak will somehow peirce your own soul and bring you to your knees, so that you will seek the forgiveness that Christ offers for free, doing as you do now, you are not winning anyone for Jesus in your cruel and judgmental books, as He is Perfect Love and you, I am sad to say, are filled with evil hate. May God have mercy on you.
Whew ... glad to get that all out.
That's good for tonight ... I am pooped.
Random thought or rant that I've waiting to blog about ...
Two days ago on The Today Show, Matt Lauer interviewed Ann Coulter. Every time I have seen this woman on the television, she is full of venom and cruel judgment and I was so sad two days ago to see a big cross hanging around her neck. This woman brings to life the statement, "The only problem with Christianity is Christians." She is so hate-filled and I was just sick to my stomach to see a cross, the symbol of my Savior, on her. All that it signifies, Perfect Love without judgment, the sacrifice He made for the world, to be on Ann Coulter made me so sad. Isn't the purpose of Christianity to love others? There is not a word of love that I have ever heard come from her mouth. Shame on you Ann Coulter, I do know that my Savior loves you just as He loves me, and I will pray that the deception in the venom you speak will somehow peirce your own soul and bring you to your knees, so that you will seek the forgiveness that Christ offers for free, doing as you do now, you are not winning anyone for Jesus in your cruel and judgmental books, as He is Perfect Love and you, I am sad to say, are filled with evil hate. May God have mercy on you.
Whew ... glad to get that all out.
That's good for tonight ... I am pooped.
Over it.
Today was one of those days, over the mom-gig ... Grace is making me nuts and I spent the day frustrated and annoyed ... I need to mark the date on my calendar, as it may also have to do with hormones ... but shoot, all I kept thinking was, "maybe I should be working full-time ..." Just one of those days ... not going to try to explain it away, it is what it is and I will be thankful to put my head on my pillow and start anew tomorrow.
My official training schedule for the IronGirl Triathlon in Las Vegas came to me this week and it's intense ... but I am ready ... I spent some time today planning out meals I can make throughout the week for my family as I will be spending more time at the Y training. My husband is amazing and wonderfully supportive of this new endeavor ... the least I can do is have a meal ready when he is home before I jet out the door to swim 1000 yards, bike for 60 minutes, run for 40 and lift weights ... ok, that's not what one day's workout calls for, but it's intense ... did I mention I am ready? I am. Bring it.
Ahhh, my children are out of the bath and screaming ... hmmm, I'll be back later.
My official training schedule for the IronGirl Triathlon in Las Vegas came to me this week and it's intense ... but I am ready ... I spent some time today planning out meals I can make throughout the week for my family as I will be spending more time at the Y training. My husband is amazing and wonderfully supportive of this new endeavor ... the least I can do is have a meal ready when he is home before I jet out the door to swim 1000 yards, bike for 60 minutes, run for 40 and lift weights ... ok, that's not what one day's workout calls for, but it's intense ... did I mention I am ready? I am. Bring it.
Ahhh, my children are out of the bath and screaming ... hmmm, I'll be back later.
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