Day 22

For right now, I still do not like Jillian Michaels. I can’t believe that we (the girls and I) suck that bad on level 1 of her workout DVD. It is completely pitiful! I put my whole heart into that workout and still could barely push myself to finish the whole whopping 20 minutes! I knew weigh-in was going to be this morning, so I would have ran another 3 miles last night instead of eating too much dinner if I would have been able to move my legs. (I think I have pretty strong legs – but lunges, in any form, just kill me!!!!) Where are the episodes on the Biggest Loser where the 300-400-500lb people can’t move the next day! I know if I’m sore, they have to be paralyzed! Where are those episodes? Where are the episodes where the people are STARVING! They don’t show those either!

The girls helped me cook dinner last night – we had sandwiches. (Yes, I know my cooking skills astound everyone – I should be on Master Chefs!) The problem was that we didn’t eat until after 8. I hate to eat late, but when you have to work late, go buy groceries and completely question your (once unquestionable) athletic ability to the Jillian Michaels DVD, it happens. I think that is why I ate more than I needed too – she made me mad. Then I felt guilty – not because I ate too much, but because I wanted to go throw it all up after I remembered that weigh-in is tomorrow. I got over the guilt pretty quickly when logic told me I was acting like an idiot!

Fast forward to this morning - when the alarm went off at 5am this morning, I just laid in bed listening for rain. I didn’t hear any. Darn! I was scared to move for fear of the pain I knew I was going to feel in my legs, but I finally got up and looked at the window like I could actually see without my contacts or glasses…crap. I grabbed my glasses and headed to the kitchen to look out into the backyard and there it was, RAIN, yeah!!!! I went back to bed.

Four and five days this week without working out or not watching what we ate really showed on the scale this morning! I really wanted to write that my scale broke in some freak accident, but that isn’t really the point I want to present to anyone reading this blog. The point I want to make is that you start with small changes and make more good choices than bad ones, because every choice/everyday is directing the path toward our success or failure. It is completely and totally up to us!

Kiki’s morning weight = 132.6lbs a GAIN of 3.3lbs from last week!

Kitty’s morning weight = 173.2lbs a GAIN of 2.2lbs from last week!

My morning weight = 172.8lbs a GAIN of 1.8lbs from last week!








The girls were very sad about their gains this morning. I went to their room and just plainly asked, “Why are you still getting up with me every morning and working out?” (Not counting this past week, of course.) And Kitty’s answer was pretty quick – “I want to wear a bikini at the end of summer.” Kiki responded with a “I just want to lose weight.” When I asked her why, she said “so kids don’t make fun of me next year” - pause for a mommy’s tear :’( Okay, then quit sulking and regain control of your goals! Keep reminding yourself why you are working out and eating better (again, not counting this past week…) It is going to be these why’s and any other why’s you can think of later that is going to push you through to the next workout and meal. Ask yourself every time you workout or eat “are the choices I am making to push harder or slack or eat right or eat wrong – are these choices leading me in the direction of my why? “

It’s been 3 weeks. Three weeks and we have not given up yet! There is no way in hell that I am or letting the girls turn back now! Tonight, we run!

I am going to have some shirts printed with our why’s on them, so we don’t forget! Brilliant idea!

Day 21

Last night when I went to bed it was raining. All I could think about is how humid is was going to be in the morning. When my alarm went off this morning I was hoping that it would still be raining and we couldn’t workout, but no - not at 5am! I’m not that lucky…

The girls were slow to wake up this morning, so I was in the living room trying not to yell too loudly at them to hurry up. Kiki walked into the living room wearing pajamas and tennis shoes and holding a sweatshirt in one hand. I just shook my head – whatever – it’s dark outside anyway and no one will see… I just kept wondering though why it took her 15 minutes to get ready – I know she didn’t brush her teeth or comb her hair or change clothes – so hmmmm?

Off to the school we went. My goal this morning was 4 miles. We could do it; we’ve done it before!

It didn’t happen!

Mile 1 was almost perfect. We came around the last corner and Kiki’s shoe comes flying off, again! Really!? I yell at her to tie her shoe and she yells back – I did! So she grabs the shoe and finishes running the 1st mile with one shoe on. We get close to the street light and I look down at her shoes (which are actually my shoes) and get mad. Yes, she tied her shoes, but failed to mention that she loosened ALL of the laces, so she could just slip her foot into the shoe. No wonder it came flying off – I’m surprised the other one didn’t follow. I tell (ok yelled) at her to tighten all the laces and tie the shoes the right way, so we can get going! Off we go – running/walking mile 2, but during this mile, we increased our run time to make up the time lost waiting for Kiki to fix her shoes. We get half way through mile 2 and the girls started to walk slower after every run. “This is crap! We need to keep our heart rates up and walk fast (ok, not that fast) after we run”, I keep telling them. Finally mile 2 ended and I had had enough. I told the girls to start running about 7 seconds before I started to run, so I wouldn’t be passing them again. We came to the first walking interval and I caught up to them (yes, my big butt was walking slow and I still caught up to them)! I told them to run and every interval after that if I caught up to them, they would run to the very end of the corner. Half of mile 3 was spent mostly running. Both girls were crying and Kitty was yelling at Kiki to walk faster because she was tired! Mile 3 was done and over within 11 minutes! (oh yeah - doing the cabbage patch - I have the strenght to do it now...) We’re all 3 dripping with sweat and both of the girls are mad at me. I finally just break down and tell them that weigh-in is tomorrow, they got into trouble and didn’t work out or eat right while I was gone, and they have to decide if this is what they really want! But, before I could continue my motivating speech, it started to rain.

I guess the rain forced their endorphins to come out of hiding because they were in a better mood on the drive home. I got Jillian Michaels back from her short lived vacation at Blockbuster, so we will try to tackle (survive) level 1 again tonight – oh boy…

Breakfast was one scrambled egg with low fat cheese on a whole wheat thin sandwich round.

Tomorrow morning - I’m thinking obstacle course in addition to running – we’ll see…