It was a run-by fruiting

“Anything that is not funny at a certain point will be funny.”
– Robin Williams
I had never read that quote until this morning, but I’d say it is probably the quote that best describes how I live my life. I can take things seriously when I need to, but most of the time I take nothing seriously. I love to laugh (hence, gigglechamp), especially at myself.
I particularly like to laugh at myself for the stupid things I do, and I do a lot of stupid things.
I was at the gym last night, and put an effervescing electrolyte tab in my water bottle (one of those Contigo bottles with a straw) then when I opened the straw, it squirted all over me. It went in my eye.
It was hilarious. I missed half of the squat track because I was trying to clean it up. And laughing. And trying to see. I felt sticky the rest of the class, because it was a strawberry lemonade electrolyte tab, and while there isn’t a lot of sugar in them, they’re still sticky.
I don’t know how I would get through a day if I took myself too seriously, and I know I definitely would not have gotten this far in my gym work without being able to laugh.
It was one of the things that I was scared about before I started working out — what if everyone is looking at me? I don’t know why I worry about that so much, but I do. I still care a little bit, but mostly I don’t care if they’re looking at me. I might do something stupid, but no doubt I’ll find it as amusing as they do, so we can just laugh at me together.
Moral of the story: Laugh at yourself. It’s fun (and when you do it at the gym, it’s healthy for your mind AND your body)!

I’m bad (at this blogging thing).

I did pretty well for the first little bit, but lately I’ve been slacking.

So, last time I spouted words at you I was complaining about not being able to lose any poundage. Today I’m down four pounds from that.

I had dinner with a couple of friends, and mentioned the no-weight-loss problem, and my BFF said, “I wonder if it is because of your PCOS?”
Truth time: I always forget I even have Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS). Most of the symptoms are controlled by birth control meds, so it hadn’t even crossed my mind that might be the source of my problems.

I went to the doctor last Wednesday, and she agreed with my friend. Told me with my workout routine and diet I should be losing 5-10 pounds per month. I had lost 11 pounds since the last time I saw my doc (in April) but that only puts me at 3.5ish pounds per month.

Doc prescribed Metformin for my PCOS, it is a diabetes drug, and while I do not have diabetes, it is often prescribed to PCOS sufferers to help control insulin, as that is one of the things PCOS can mess with is insulin (makes your body create excess), which leads to weight gain — I think.

The meds are supposed to help with my weightloss. I started taking Advocare MNS Max C vitamins too (contain an appetite suppressant that has been amazing so far), so I think that has helped shed a few pounds as well.
I’m excited to start seeing results again, and I’m SO glad my BFF mentioned PCOS as a possibility for these problems.

I hope the weight falls off more quickly now, but I’m not expecting any miracles. Gotta keep working hard!

Training: over.

Well, officially anyway.

I am supposed to go back in on Saturday morning to meet with my trainer one last time, get measurements and all of that good stuff. She actually mentioned doing a final workout, since I was sick for a couple of our sessions. 

I can’t afford to continue with her, unfortunately ($60/hour is ridiculous, isn’t it?), but she said if she’s got an opening after my measurements on Saturday, we’ll go ahead an work out. I wish I could keep going, but won’t work for me.

She weighed me at the beginning of the training sessions (239 lbs. with clothes and shoes) and the end (240 lbs. with clothes and no shoes). I’m not even sure how that is possible! I barely ate while I was sick, and when I did it was low calorie, high protein foods. So weird.

I keep getting the, “maybe it is muscle weight” speech. But, at some point it stops being muscle-weight and should begin to fall off. It is making me very frustrated! 

I’ve got the workouts my trainer had me do written down though, and I will keep up my previous workout schedule — but with her suggestion, add two more. I was only working out four times a week before, but the workout schedule she made for me included six workouts per week. I will soon be getting only one rest day per week. Hopefully that will kick my body into gear.

Will update with my measurement results on Saturday!


But not defeated.

I’ve been absent for a solid two weeks, and it has NOT been fun. I had a migraine that started on July 3 and I didn’t get any REAL relief from until this last Wednesday (July 16)! It was the absolute worst.

It really threw a wrench into my workout and short-term weightloss goals, especially considering I had just purchased five workouts with a personal trainer.
I had a lot of rest days during the last two weeks, but I also pushed myself and had a couple of days where I worked out and probably shouldn’t have. I know I’m not going to get below 220 pounds within July, as I had hoped, but I will just push that goal out a little further and keep working.

I visited two urgent cares, my doctor’s nurse practitioner, the ER twice, and missed a ton of work! Madness.
While I was down, nothing sounded good, nothing tasted good, so I dropped a couple of pounds, but not in the right way, unfortunately.

I had my first real workout yesterday: lat pulls, ball slams, planks on the Bosu, wall sits, leg lifts with resistance.

The ball slams were the worst. For some reason I get dizzy whenever I do squats, it has been happening for a few months now, and I just can’t figure it out. The ball slams were lifting a 12-pound ball over my head and throwing it into the ground as I squatted. The trainer had me stop them because I was dizzy, but if I can get the dizziness figured out, they would be a really good addition to my workout!

It sucks when something like this comes along and tries to throw you off your schedule, but it makes overcoming it so much more satisfying. I’m hoping to get back into the full swing of things starting tonight with BodyPump (which I haven’t done in a couple weeks now, so that should be fun).

Heading to my parents’ lake place tomorrow, so hopefully I’ll get some vitamin D to help me feel better! Have a great weekend!

Learn me.

The meeting with the trainer wasn’t as bad as I expected it to be. But, I also didn’t do a lot of work. It was more her assessing my current fitness level, and determining my goals.

We worked out a little bit: warmed up on the recumbent bike, stretched (she had me use the foam roller and work on my groin muscles, and holy cow it hurts today!), did some weights (leg press, calf raise machine, and some shoulder stuff), and finally some stability exercises on a ball.

I learned some things about myself. A) I’m more flexible than most people who are my age/size (I already assumed this, but she confirmed it). B) I’m 34% body fat! GROSS! I wish I knew what the percentage was before I started working out though, because I’m positive it has gone down significantly. I need to get down to the 15-20% range to be “fit” and 20-25% to be “normal” — my goal is fit. We’ll see. C) My spine is all out of whack. Even when I feel like I’m standing up straight, I’m not. When I feel like I’m pinching my shoulder blades together, I’m not pinching them hard enough, and my shoulders are still rolled forward, even when I think they’re pushed back. YIKES!

The flexibility is good, but won’t do me much good until I lose some of the flab (this is my own assessment, not something the trainer said, lol).
The body fat is no good! I’ve definitely made some progress in that area, but like I said, it is still too high.
My spine being out of whack is BAD! She suggested the rib injury could be because of the spine problems. Interesting.

I bought 5 sessions with her. We will go over my eating, a workout plan, suggest vitamins and supplements, stuff like that, so I hope she gives me good information and the workout plan is something I can continue on my own.
She said it is pretty typical that people who work with her lose about 5 pounds a week, so I’ve got my fingers crossed!

Training time.

So, I’m working with a personal trainer tonight at the gym.
This should be amusing for everyone except me.

I’m such a weenie when it comes to working out, so I know she is going to try and make me do tons of crazy stuff that I will be bad at doing.
I can’t do anything that involves crunching or twisting, because I dislocated a rib a while ago. I am still not even sure HOW I did it, but it hurts! I’ve had to alter my workout routine and I’ve been using machines (elliptical, treadmill, etc.) rather than taking classes like normal because of it. I told the trainer about my weird injury, and she said we’ll work around it. I’m still terrified.

I’m just positive the trainer will have me doing stuff I can’t do well (like squats), so I’m going to be super duper sore tomorrow.

I’m scurred!

A different face


So, the photo on the left is me in January, and the photo on the right is last week. I have a whole different face — how is that for progress?
It is crazy!
You know how you see yourself so often that you can’t see the day-to-day changes, but then you see a picture and you’re like, “Whoa! Who is that?” That is how I feel about this picture. I didn’t realize how much my face had changed!

Even with all the progress I’ve made , I’m gonna be in for a disappointing start to this next week. I’ve had a really bad food weekend (pizza, chips, cake, cookies, ice cream, YIKES!). Some of it was I waited too long to eat, some of it was time spent with friends, either way it wasn’t good for me. Should be interesting to see how hard it affects me.

Does this make me an askhole?

I was trying to make myself a good logo for this new babyblog, but didn’t have the skills, so I recruited the help of a couple of twitter/graphic designer friends. Two different people helped me out, and both graphics are awesome, but as I was trying to make the whole thing, I ended up going with something I made! But, I wanted to give those two a quick thank you for helping me out! They’re awesome!


Logo #1 — Made by the lovely and talented @wisteriasky233!


Logo #2 — Made by @shelschlick! Isn’t it Pretty?

Thank you ladies! I appreciate the time you put into it for me!

I’m a freak, I’m a weirdo.

You know that weird person at the gym that does all kinds of peculiar things? Yeah, I think that’s me.

I’m outrageously self-concious (read: self-centered and neurotic) when I’m working out. I’m almost positive no one is actually looking at me as I work out, but I am so paranoid that EVERYONE IS LOOKING AT ME! So, then I end up doing something stupid and laughing at myself and looking like even more of a crazy person.

The other day, I was on an elliptical, and I’d just set up the workout I was planning to do (fat burn, for 45 minutes) and I freaked out that I’d lost my phone. I couldn’t find it, where did I put it? I got off the machine, gathered my stuff and went back to the locker room to see if I’d left it in there, or dropped it. Nope. Still freaking out, I went back to the machine to see if I’d left it there and somehow missed it when I looked originally — then I remembered I’d set it on the display screen of the machine when I first got on the machine. So it was quite literally RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE when I was freaking out and not able to find it.

When I was back at the machine, looking because I couldn’t find it, the guy on the machine next to me said, “are you looking for your phone? I just turned it in at the front desk.” Coooooool. So now I know someone saw how neurotic I was. Yikes.

Luckily I was able to get my phone and head back to a different machine (far away from the guy who no doubt thought I was a lunatic) and get my workout in. I spent most of the time I was at the gym laughing at myself, as I do most days. Life isn’t any fun when you take yourself too seriously, and I like my life to be SUPER fun!

I ran two miles in 23 minutes on the elliptical that day! Very impressed with myself! I’ve never, in my whole life, been able to run a mile. Ever. So, doing two that quickly is such a major leap!


I know I’m not supposed to weigh myself everyday, weight fluctuates too much with water weight and such, but I just can’t seem to help it. I get on the scale every morning, and for the last few mornings I’ve been disappointed. I’ll lose a couple of pounds, then gain half a pound.
My weight keeps going up, and I suppose it could be muscle, but at some point the fat needs to fall off too, right?

For now I’ll just stay excited that the pants I wore yesterday were too big instead of getting discouraged. I know the number on the scale means a lot less than how I feel and the other results I’m seeing — I just wish all of the progress measures would agree!

Happy Friday! I’m gonna try not to have a super indulgent weekend (I’ve been having those lately and they aren’t helping). Get to go to my niece’s dance recital on Saturday. That should be interesting and adorable.

Have a great weekend!