Gym vs. Me

I've always had a love/hate relationship with the gym like many others. But I often wonder how many other people sit in their lifted muddy trucks having a panic attack at the thought of going INTO the gym. Normally I'm fine after a while but since it's been almost 3 years since my clodhoppers have crossed the threshold of healthiness and sweat; panic attack came flooding in.

EatSmart Digital Bathroom Scale Review & Giveaway

Upon making the decision to enter into the Biggest Loser Contest, I knew I was going to have to go on a search for a new scale. For the past couple of years I've had a love/hate relationship with these "torturious" devices. Mainly hate though. I hated them because of the toe touch start up, trying to navigate between Dirt Diver's saved weights and mine, the constant have to recalibrate them after the kids had played with them. I started veiwing them with such negativity that I pretty much stopped stepping on them altogether.

And that is another reason why I am where I am in my weight.

With the help of the EatSmart Digital Bathroom Scale™, I've dropped the hatful feelings I've harbored for scales and can find myself loving mine with each time I use it.

Features that gained my love:

- An easy to read 3.5" digital display. I can even read it without my glasses on!

- A 12" x 13" platform topped with Sleek & sturdy tempered glass top glass

- Consistent and accurate measuring thanks to the 4 precision sensors

- Auto powering off and calibrations!
 

(and the MOST important reasoning...)
- no toe tapping needed! You just simply step on and it produces your weight!

- Another plus is due to its' simplicity it makes weighing the little kids so much easier too! No more waiting months on end for a doctor's appointment to get these values.

EatSmart is a company that is driven to providing consumers with a simple and trustworthy scales for nutrition and weight management. They offer well made products that you do not need to worry about breaking, along with simplicity that makes keeping track of your weight painless. Also, with each click on EatSmart Digital Bathroom Scale™; EatSmart donates 100% of their proceeds to a foundation. For the month of January the proceeds raised will be going to Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation.


Surprisingly the Digital Bathroom Scale is not a wallet buster either! You can get it at Amazon for $28.95 and if you have a Prime membership you get free shipping as well! It even came with it's own measuring tape! Which REALLY makes it easy to tape myself!

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Biggest Loser: Snacking is just as nasty as smoking

How does one stop snacking on the yummy goodness around them?

It hasn't even been 24 hours since I've started this new adventure and I have failed already.

They were calling my name..."Chelle...chhhhheeeelllleeee"

What was I to do?

Ignore them?

That would be so incredibly rude of me to ignore the sweet yummy goodness that 'Tater slaved in the kitchen to create.

I'm weak.

Completely and utterly weak!

I want to have the will power and self discipline to stop from reaching for those oh so yumminess of my beloved food. but it's so incredibly hard.

Almost worse then quitting smoking. Sadly I quit smoking 3 packs a day faster then a turkey getting plucked than I can curb the urge to snack.

How does one do it? How does one stop their hand from reaching out? I wish I had the answer because I truly think this nasty habit is going to be the demise of me loosing the weight I want.

And since I'm confessing to my eating sins I might as well put myself on blast and make public my numbers today!

Weight: 162.3

Thighs: 24.5"

Arms: 

Waist: 39.5"

The Biggest Loser Military Style

With the pushing and nudging of friends I have finally taken the plunge to do what needs to be done to shed this extra weight. The fact that my very 1st pair of skinny jeans of from Aeropostal that I bought the 1st week of December are no longer in my stack of wearable jeans. How sad is that?! I've gained even more then I already did.

Our post's MWR is starting their own version of The Biggest Loser.

I have never actively tried to loose weight, it's always just come and gone as it pleases so this is going to be a real challenge. But one reason I signed up was because it gives you the chance to go to 2 FREE aerobic classes and 4 FREE bootcamps a week. Unfortunately my work schedule and lack of free babysitting prevents me from the Boot Camp classes. But that's okay I figured with the help of Spark People, my elliptical that I had to dust a million layers of dust off before I was sure it was still there, and the free classes I can take on my off nights; I have confidence!

I'm not trying to win the grand prize, I'm really just looking forward to fitting back in my new jeans, and see my feet when I'm standing up. Sadly I'm starting to look like I'm 8 months pregnant again, small round belly sticking out. And the worse of all this fattness going around is the nasty disgusting love handles that are forming. I've always made fun of people for having them and now I've succumbed to these things.

I HOPE I can do good at this. My main reason for agreeing was hoping that the motivation of the contest would keep me encouraged to keep at it vs. giving up. For right now though I need acknowledge my weaknesses and that's unhealthy snacking. I LIVE for snacking on anything and everything. For some stupid reason, I've got this belief that if I snack as Im doing stuff then it doesn't count to the actual weight I'm gaining. Yes I know doesn't really work out that way.

So here's to a great start at The Biggest Loser!

You can just call me "Fatty McFat cakes"

(Photo from the fabulous Art de Toilette by the talented Wendy Gold. I swear I need to buy this one just to make me feel better when I step on the stupid scale)

After this morning’s experience at the doctor’s, I’ve become a FIRM believer they should not be allowed to weigh you between the months of November and December. It’s just not right. I mean I already figured I was gaining weight when even my ultra low rise jeans started digging into my sides. Or how bout when I sit down I can feel my bra dig into the ever expanding gut that has yet to stay small lately. Or better yet, how about that stupid shirt I bought over a month ago that I FINALLY decided to wear and yet it was too tight and too small.

I mean it wasn’t me that threw a HUGE temper tantrum yelling at the nincompoop that did laundry and shrunk my new shirt. It wasn’t me that was fuming so hard her head was smoking as her so called loving husband pointed out that THE nincompoop I was mad at was my self because the shirt had never been washed as he held up the proof of a perfectly intact tag still dangling from the shirt.

So you’d think I wouldn’t be so surprised at my appointment this morning when I stepped on the scale and the doc tilted her head and asked “hmmm are you sure you aren’t pregnant?”. I reminded her that no I am not creating any more heathens for a very long time and that I love my Mirena more then life most days since I haven’t been graced by that evil wench’s presence in over 4 months. And that’s when she let me have it. I have gained not a couple but a LOT in one month. I went from being 148 and dropping to *shudders* 164lbs.

I swear I don’t remember eating that much food this past month. OKAY I confess. I did eat 3 loaves of pumpkin bread alone, and I live on graham crackers with peanut butter at night when I’m working and FINE I keep a stash of Peanut Butter Oreo’s hidden on the top of the entertainment center.

But you can’t blame that I love my food. I love it more then the nasty plain water that I drink every day to stay alive.

I guess it’s time to declothes my elliptical (did you know they are a PERFECT rack for jackets and hats?), dig out the Wii Fit, and *gasp* go back to counting my calories. All during the holiday season too. I just might cry at the thought of not eating all my baking this year!

Oh no Mr. Elliptical you won't win this battle

Last week I finally hit 155lbs. I was SOOO excited, finally back to my normal weight range that’s been for the last 8 years or so. Twelve pounds down in 2.5 months and I didn’t even have to cut out my beer. Sadly I think I gained it all back by my snacking lately. I am back to 158lbs, but it could be the mountain of sweet tea I’ve been drinking today.

Most woman I know around this time of year are hitting the gyms hard, dieting, not straying; me on the other hand I love my food and snacks well too much to give them up. I even have an elliptical in the living room facing the TV and yet it serves as a coat rack. I hate to say it but I am also lazy to a point. I like to exercise but if I don’t see immediate results then I give up after the 3^rd day. Besides those reasons, I have to be honest for the most part I love the way I look. Yes I would love for my stomach (hold on as I was typing one of my cats just jumped off my bed towards to open door and instead of running out of the room he jumped right into the door and bounced back. Funniest thing today. True story.) to not stick out so far, but really only by 2.5 inches. I would love for my thighs to not rub together all the time but I like having semi-big thighs, they are sexy in a skirt my husband says. I would DIE (yes really I would commit murder) to get rid of the arm pit fat I have so I could wear strapless shirts and not feel self conscious. I wouldn’t mind not having back fat, but it’s really not huge so hmm scratch that. And of course I would kill for a breast lift but no matter how much weight I loose and muscles I gain, I will still have lost my perky girls to breastfeeding and pregnancy. But that’s okay too because I can say with pride that I have carried healthy beautiful children into this world and gave them the nutrients they needed from me.

It truly helps that while my husband pushes for me to eat healthier and work out more, it’s not because he wants me to lose weight. He likes my curves and I think he would die if I lost them. He just wants to see me firmer, which I admit I would love to see too. Unfortunately the Peanut Butter Reese’s cookies that Wal-mart’s bakery sells disagrees; and fortunately for the cookies my love for peanut butter and cookies over powered the urge to lose those dreaded 2.5 inches.

With that said, I have to share last night’s dinner. It was the best in the world, better than any restaurant I’ve been too but maybe that’s because I didn’t have to send it back two or three times reminding them to take that nasty horrible disgusting sauerkraut off it.

First marinate a brisket in a can of beer and water. (don’t mind the mess on the cooker another causality of the children’s FABULOUS washing skills) I prefer to cook my meats in a slow cooker frozen, therefore as it thaws the water keeps it moist. Depending on how big your brisket is you can use one or two cans. Cook on high for 2 hours then turn to low on for the remainder till dinner time.

Once ready, take out and cut into thin slices or shred it, your choice. Heat up a skillet, butter 1 side of two pieces of rye bread. Place 1 slice in skillet, pour some 1000 island dressing, Swiss cheese, corn beef, Swiss, 1000 island, and top with the other slice. Toast on either side. Serve with a side dish of 1000 island if you like to dip ‘em.  And for the kids made cheesy garlic mashed ‘taters since we couldn’t find ‘tots in the freezer.

It’s okay to drool, just don’t let it hit the keyboard. And this my friends is why I can’t go on a diet. Food is pure love.