176boxingchic’s BodyBlog

So I have not been doing well. I haven’t been active on the site since February and things haven’t gone too well. I’ve gained 14lbs and have not been working out on a consistent basis.

 There are no excuses. I mean the hubby’s deployment and all the issues that came with that, the stress from the job, family visiting, medication change, and a bunch of other things have contributed, but it all comes down to me not being dedicated to my goals.

 I am going through some big life changes right now. I just quit my decent paying job to move 6000 miles from Hawaii to my hometown of Stow, OH and returning to finish my degree. The moving process is a HUGE stressor and it’s fustrating. My husband and I are moving back in with family, which will be difficult, and I don’t know how I feel about it.

However, despite the stressors, I’m motivated to get back on track. I’ve been back in the gym, working on getting back up to running, and working on my diet. The diet is the hardest part, especially with my husband who loves to eat!!! ( and not chicken and veggies) Plus, I LOVE desserts!

 To keep on track, I’m keeping a training log and a journal. I’m getting back in to boxing and am training for Women’s Golden Gloves 2010. I’m also putting myself first, and others second. That may seem concieted, but I need to put my health and my body before others. I’m also working with my doctor to reduce and eventually eliminate my meds to help me sleep and the ones for PTSD and anxiety, which supposedly aid in weight gain. I’m also not using food as a reward for weight loss.

 Well, let’s see how this goes….I don’t have a paticular weight loss goal, but I would like to lose inches and increase my muscle size. Wish me luck! ) Meredith

So I have not been doing well. I haven’t been active on the site since February and things haven’t gone too well. I’ve gained 14lbs and have not been working out on a consistent basis.

 There are no excuses. I mean the hubby’s deployment and all the issues that came with that, the stress from the job, family visiting, medication change, and a bunch of other things have contributed, but it all comes down to me not being dedicated to my goals.

 I am going through some big life changes right now. I just quit my decent paying job to move 6000 miles from Hawaii to my hometown of Stow, OH and returning to finish my degree. The moving process is a HUGE stressor and it’s fustrating. My husband and I are moving back in with family, which will be difficult, and I don’t know how I feel about it.

However, despite the stressors, I’m motivated to get back on track. I’ve been back in the gym, working on getting back up to running, and working on my diet. The diet is the hardest part, especially with my husband who loves to eat!!! ( and not chicken and veggies) Plus, I LOVE desserts!

 To keep on track, I’m keeping a training log and a journal. I’m getting back in to boxing and am training for Women’s Golden Gloves 2010. I’m also putting myself first, and others second. That may seem concieted, but I need to put my health and my body before others. I’m also working with my doctor to reduce and eventually eliminate my meds to help me sleep and the ones for PTSD and anxiety, which supposedly aid in weight gain. I’m also not using food as a reward for weight loss.

 Well, let’s see how this goes….I don’t have a paticular weight loss goal, but I would like to lose inches and increase my muscle size. Wish me luck! ) Meredith

Things are going well. Today is my first day of rest since Friday, so my body is a little sore! My diet is going well and I’m working on dropping the diet pop or reducing it to one or two servings a day. I drink diet dr. pepper like water, so going to the one or two cans is hard!

I went to get clothes today, and I was able to go down a pants size….yey!!!!

 Hope everyone us doing well with al of their goals!

 btw, people that post negative things on threads to insult others need to get a life. Grow up and act like an adult already!

With the exception of the banana split and bagel bites cheat day earlier this week, things are going well!  (btw, it was so worth it!)

Tonight, after work, I’m planning on going to the gym. After all, Friday night is gym night! (I need to go out more)

 I haven’t really weighed myself recently, but I look thiner and more defined. Plus my pants are loose and my tops are tight in the shoulder area-both are good signs!

I was able to use the 30lbs dumbbells for a dumbbell bench press, and did 100lbs on the tricep pushdown-both personal bests for me…yey!

 This weekend, being that it’s the pro-bowl and I’m here in hawaii, most people will either be at the game or watching it, so the gym should be empty.

Happy Friday to all!

So this is my first post of 2009. I spent 2 1/2 weeks away from my home in Hawaii and traveled to the cold tundra of Northeast Ohio to visit family. It was freezing there and I’m glad to be home. It was difficult to workout due to not having a gym, equipment at the rents house and the snow. I did manage to go and run a couple of times, but after living in the warm weather, it was difficult to run in the cold.

The diet over the holidays was good. I only indulged (slightly) on Christmas and New Years day, so I felt good about that. I didn’t gain weight and I didn’t loose any, so everything went well. It was difficult to eat clean around family (inlaws and my family) that doesn’t value nutrition.

I started lifting last week after I got back and I just bought some weights and a bench off of craigslist. I really like them too. They aren’t top of the line, but they are weights and they were within my budget, so I can really complain. Someday I will have my ideal dream gym…

My husband is deployed right now, so everything is in the front room. When he returns in June, I will either sell it or put it in storage for the last 2 months we will be here in Hawaii. I don’t think that he would appreciate the weights in the front room (we have a very small apartment, so it’s taking up about half of the room) so I’ll probably do that before he gets back.

The bench that I got can be incline, decline, or flat, has the adjustable rack so I can do squats, a lat attachment, and leg attachements. I don’t really like the leg things on it, so I might go to the gym at work 2x a week to do legs. I just don’t like working out infront of others and it’s more fun to do it at home! I also got floor mats and a bunch of weights with the bench, so I’m set.

I’m working on getting back into running and it’s going well. I am prone to shin splints and I’ve had knee surgery, so sometimes running is just too painful. I took my dog out with me last night running and she loved it!

Right now, my only obstacle is eating clean and eating enough. My husband is gone and I don’t have kids, so I’m cooking for one and it’s difficult to do sometimes. There are times when I just don’t want to cook and I wind up eating easy mac or nothing at all… (I had easy mac and raw veggies for breakfast today..)

Well, good luck to all in 2009!

It’s been a crazy week. I think that everyone went on their long weekend and came back to work pissed off and angry at the world. I didn’t work out for the last 2 days since by the end of the day, all I wanted to do was sit in complete quiet and not listen to anyone bitch. I even missed two boxing practices! I’m going to go to the gym tomorrow morning before I go to the beach, so I’m pupmed for that.

Eating has been going really well for me. I feel thinner and I can see my triceps starting to pop out. I’m really loving the feeling!

I hope everyone is having a good hoiday season and avoiding the temptations. Speaking of temptations, there is food everywhere I go! It’s at work, in candy dishes, and in every doctor’s office. One girl I work with keeps bringing in really good looking hoiday treats. It’s hard, but I refuse and dig into my shredded chicken, veggies, and rice…What I think is funny is that she complains that she is getting fat and doesn’t understand why I’m losing weight. Some people just don’t get it!

Anyways, In two weeks, I’m leaving the beautiful weather here in Hawaii and traveling to Ohio to see the family. I’m going to freeze!

Happy December!

It’s been a crazy week. I think that everyone went on their long weekend and came back to work pissed off and angry at the world. I didn’t work out for the last 2 days since by the end of the day, all I wanted to do was sit in complete quiet and not listen to anyone bitch. I even missed two boxing practices! I’m going to go to the gym tomorrow morning before I go to the beach, so I’m pupmed for that.

Eating has been going really well for me. I feel thinner and I can see my triceps starting to pop out. I’m really loving the feeling!

I hope everyone is having a good hoiday season and avoiding the temptations. Speaking of temptations, there is food everywhere I go! It’s at work, in candy dishes, and in every doctor’s office. One girl I work with keeps bringing in really good looking hoiday treats. It’s hard, but I refuse and dig into my shredded chicken, veggies, and rice…What I think is funny is that she complains that she is getting fat and doesn’t understand why I’m losing weight. Some people just don’t get it!

Anyways, In two weeks, I’m leaving the beautiful weather here in Hawaii and traveling to Ohio to see the family. I’m going to freeze!

Happy December!

There have been a lot of challenges that have been thrown my way in the last two months, and I lost focus. I went up to 210 lbs! I’m back down to 195, so I’m happy for that! My husband left for Afghanistan on November 1, 2008. It’s been really difficult dealing with being alone all the time and not having family around here in Hawaii. It’s not the first time we’ve been seperated, but it’s the first time in about 2.5 years, so it was really hard to see him go. I’m so glad I never deployed. I don’t think I could do it. My husband gained weight and was stressed out all the time due to the pending deployment and ate a lot. That rubbed off on me and I’m sure that’s what caused the weight gain. I also had a cervical cancer scare (so far everything is good) and that really derailed me. I’m still going through therapy for the sexual assault, and that itself is emotionally draining. The combined stress of everything led me to eating and not exercising. However, I’ve been back on track for the last three weeks and and down to 195, so I’m happy for that! :O) It’s easier to eat when it’s just me. I don’t see the difference yet, but my clothes feel a lot better and my jeans are loose, so I know it’s coming from somewhere! My goal for the end of the year is to be 187-190, which is perfectly reasonable. I don’t have an ultimate goal weight as I"m not so functioned on the number, but more on how I look. If I am 200 lbs and I look good, than I’m happy with that! Another goal that I have is to keep posting here! I would also like to start taking pictures again to show the progress. Maybe someone else can see the progress, since I don’t see it yet! GOod luck to all in their personal goals and happy early thanksgiving!

7 years ago, I woke up like I would any other day. I was a 16 year old Junior in High School in a small town in Ohio. I woke up, got dressed, and did my hair in the bathroom. My 19 year old, soon to be 20, brother, Aaron, walked in while I was doing my hair and said "oh". Little did I know, this would be the last words that I would hear him speak.

School was normal. Since it was Wednesday, I had ballet right after school. I quickly changed into my leotard and tights, put on my ballet shoes, and began class. I had to leave about 15 minutes early, since I had to be at Burger King for my shift that night. I threw my work pants on over my leotard and tights, and drove to work in my parents ratty old truck that my friends and I dubbed "the shitmoblie" since you had to enter through the passenger side door and there was rust holes everywhere. However, it worked, and I didn’t have to pay for it, so I thought it was great!

I arrived at Burger King. I had to work the sandwhich board…kind of unusual, since I was always on drive thru. You see, I have this "magical" talent of being able to give correct change and not steal, so I was almost always on a register. 10 minutes into my shift, I was putting the finishing touches on a whopper, 4 pickles and a smiley face of ketchup…yup, all ready. All of a sudden, my manager told me that my neighbor was here and I needed to leave immediatly. I had to look twice, since the neigbor that was picking me up wasn’t the one that I expected it to be. It was the lady from the new family that had recently moved in next door. I went with her and we began the drive home.

The 2 mile drive was the longest 2 miles in my entire life. I kept asking what was wrong, but she wouldn’t tell me. We pulled down the street and I saw ambulances and policemen surrounding out house. I got out of the car. I saw my mom, and then I saw my dad. I knew before she said anything what was wrong. Aaron was gone. The only thing that my mom could get out of her mouth was "Aaron is dead."

Let me tell you some background information about my brother. My brother lacked common sense, but his IQ was off the charts. Simple tasks, such as remembering to feed the dog everyday or to take his shoes off were difficult for him. My mom and dad would yell at him to take his shoes off before he left the house every day! Things like computers were a piece of cake for him!

As long as I can remember, Aaron was different. He went against the grain and was not what society considered "normal." Aaron liked to wear black jeans from Kmart and black tee-shirts from hot topic (if my mom would buy them) along with his black steel toed boots. He shaved his head (mainly because he inherrited the white person fro that everyone in my family seems to have) and had bad acne. He took a briefcase to school and drove a 79 cutlass supreme. He liked marilyn manson and hard core music. On the outside, he scared some people.

The inside was different. Aaron was an animal lover, and was always playing with his cat. He was a protective brother and he never hurt anyone, unless in self-defense. He did normal teenager things, like sneaking out, sneaking beer, and going out with the one or two friends that he had. People didn’t see this. All they saw was the exterior, and judged him accordingly. This is what led to his sucessful suicide.

Aaron was always going to a mental health doctor for as long as I can remember. He was on different medication. It made him sleepy. He cut himself in fustration with life…why did no one like him, why do people make fun of him? The world is a cruel place, and Aaron couldn’t take it anymore. He tried to kill himslef several times, but was not sucessfull. He eventually got ahold of my grandfather’s gun, which was locked in a gunsafe that he broke into, and shot himself in the left temple. He left a note, crumpled up in a ball, that said nothing but "know that I love you all."

Please, to all that think you are superior to others or get off on making others feel inferior for what ever reason. Stop doing it! Learn to accept that it is what is inside that counts, not the outside! I truely belive that if Aaron was treated better by his peers, he would still be here today.

I write this on my bodyblog because this was the catalyst that made me want to join the Marine Corps and begin working out. I needed an outlet, and lifting was it. As I write this, I look at where I am at in my life in relationship to then. I have lost some focus with weightlifting, but I am now motivated to begin again. I love you Aaron, you area at peace!

7 years ago, I woke up like I would any other day. I was a 16 year old Junior in High School in a small town in Ohio. I woke up, got dressed, and did my hair in the bathroom. My 19 year old, soon to be 20, brother, Aaron, walked in while I was doing my hair and said "oh". Little did I know, this would be the last words that I would hear him speak.

School was normal. Since it was Wednesday, I had ballet right after school. I quickly changed into my leotard and tights, put on my ballet shoes, and began class. I had to leave about 15 minutes early, since I had to be at Burger King for my shift that night. I threw my work pants on over my leotard and tights, and drove to work in my parents ratty old truck that my friends and I dubbed "the shitmoblie" since you had to enter through the passenger side door and there was rust holes everywhere. However, it worked, and I didn’t have to pay for it, so I thought it was great!

I arrived at Burger King. I had to work the sandwhich board…kind of unusual, since I was always on drive thru. You see, I have this "magical" talent of being able to give correct change and not steal, so I was almost always on a register. 10 minutes into my shift, I was putting the finishing touches on a whopper, 4 pickles and a smiley face of ketchup…yup, all ready. All of a sudden, my manager told me that my neighbor was here and I needed to leave immediatly. I had to look twice, since the neigbor that was picking me up wasn’t the one that I expected it to be. It was the lady from the new family that had recently moved in next door. I went with her and we began the drive home.

The 2 mile drive was the longest 2 miles in my entire life. I kept asking what was wrong, but she wouldn’t tell me. We pulled down the street and I saw ambulances and policemen surrounding out house. I got out of the car. I saw my mom, and then I saw my dad. I knew before she said anything what was wrong. Aaron was gone. The only thing that my mom could get out of her mouth was "Aaron is dead."

Let me tell you some background information about my brother. My brother lacked common sense, but his IQ was off the charts. Simple tasks, such as remembering to feed the dog everyday or to take his shoes off were difficult for him. My mom and dad would yell at him to take his shoes off before he left the house every day! Things like computers were a piece of cake for him!

As long as I can remember, Aaron was different. He went against the grain and was not what society considered "normal." Aaron liked to wear black jeans from Kmart and black tee-shirts from hot topic (if my mom would buy them) along with his black steel toed boots. He shaved his head (mainly because he inherrited the white person fro that everyone in my family seems to have) and had bad acne. He took a briefcase to school and drove a 79 cutlass supreme. He liked marilyn manson and hard core music. On the outside, he scared some people.

The inside was different. Aaron was an animal lover, and was always playing with his cat. He was a protective brother and he never hurt anyone, unless in self-defense. He did normal teenager things, like sneaking out, sneaking beer, and going out with the one or two friends that he had. People didn’t see this. All they saw was the exterior, and judged him accordingly. This is what led to his sucessful suicide.

Aaron was always going to a mental health doctor for as long as I can remember. He was on different medication. It made him sleepy. He cut himself in fustration with life…why did no one like him, why do people make fun of him? The world is a cruel place, and Aaron couldn’t take it anymore. He tried to kill himslef several times, but was not sucessfull. He eventually got ahold of my grandfather’s gun, which was locked in a gunsafe that he broke into, and shot himself in the left temple. He left a note, crumpled up in a ball, that said nothing but "know that I love you all."

Please, to all that think you are superior to others or get off on making others feel inferior for what ever reason. Stop doing it! Learn to accept that it is what is inside that counts, not the outside! I truely belive that if Aaron was treated better by his peers, he would still be here today.

I write this on my bodyblog because this was the catalyst that made me want to join the Marine Corps and begin working out. I needed an outlet, and lifting was it. As I write this, I look at where I am at in my life in relationship to then. I have lost some focus with weightlifting, but I am now motivated to begin again. I love you Aaron, you area at peace!