Making_A_Change’s BodyBlog

I am sure that many people go through this, but I am so bored with chicken. I’ll admit, I haven’t been putting much thought into it–I just bake it, throw some garlic, onions, and mushrooms on it and call it a day. Very ho-hum. Yesterday, I prepared to bake my chicken, once again, and noticed that I had BBQ sauce in my cabinet. I put some on it and baked the chicken, as usual. What a taste sensation! It is such a small thing, but definitely the difference that I needed to make chicken a little exciting. It’s not my father-in-laws sauce, but it’s good enough. I cook with curry alot, but I am definite going to get more Food Network with it–more herbs, more spices, maybe I’ll inject a few breasts with something. I saw a recipe on FN where breast were injected with spinach and ricotta cheese. That sounds like the bomb, right there.

This morning’s workout was cardio and abs because I got up late–around 5:10 a.m. All I remember is that I alarm went off. I pushed the snooze button, I laid down (big mistake), and that’s all she wrote. I still had a great workout, though. I was going to do the recumbant bike, but I couldn’t get away from the elliptical with the handles. I really like working my upper and lower at the same time, now. I feel like I get more of a workout. I usually run after weights, I’ll try alternating with the bike or save my knees.

All of the bloating is gone, now. I’m back to 156.  I am one pound away from a 30 pound weight loss. Holy crap! I can’t curl or do shoulder presses with 30 pound dumbbells (yet)! That is only 10 pounds less than my daughter. It’s like losing a toddler. If I would have been told to lose 30 pounds, last year, it would have seemed like an impossible feat. I probably would have gained weight because of the stress of it all. I just didn’t have the information or know what worked for my body. I certainly didn’t know about how just eating more lean protein made you feel full and helped with muscle development. Without this site and the people who have generously shared their knowledge and stories, I am pretty sure I would have still been spinning my wheels at the gym. I would have been a healthier me. And I am sure there would have been some progress, but the overall changes probably wouldn’t have been the same. I’ve learned to be patient and just know that changes are going to come as long as I am doing the work.

When I got home this morning, I was telling my husband that I really loved working out (most of the time). He asked me what was so different this time. Afterall, I always had a gym membership somewhere, yet never had the fervor and passion that I have now. And I had to think about it. Aside from wanting to look better and feel better, I realize that I desperately need space. You know the "Me Time". After becoming a mom, everything that I was, did, said, wanted, or needed was influenced by my Little One. This is not a complaint, by any means. I mean, this is what I thought being a mom was. I was 29 when I had her and felt ready to ’sacrifice’ my wants and needs to be a mom. But as I looked at my body become older and my confidence go out the window I didn’t like what I saw. And I certainly didn’t want my daughter to this that was going to be the norm. I had to do something different. I feel like I am better in other parts of my life, because I have the energy to be better. Energy, to me, translates in desire–fire! I had lost my fire. My mom laughs at my new ’sassiness’.

I couldn’t stop eating today–I was just so hungry! I am drinking a shake now b/c I a starving! I just had dinner–and believe me I eat!

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