Sexy.....not!!!!

Today was a long day. I did not get much sleep last night, which is not unusual. I am starting to go through "the menopause stage". At 47 years of age my hormones are all over the place.

Training has been on the spot this week and I can feel my efforts in all the muscles I have worked thus far. No training tonite. I am going to head to the gym and do the stair master for a bit.

My diet has been almost there...not perfect. Last night I did not get all my calories in. I was sick to my stomach for a little while and I just could not bring myself to eat my last meal of rice and lentils.

The picture posted is my rendition of trying to be sexy...haha.  For folks that know me, sexy is not me. The minute I open my mouth and smile, all the sexy goes away and a crooked,  thin lip, gummy smile takes over my face.

My sister is the "sexy" one. When we were growing up, my sis had the voice, wore the heels, and had the look. My mom used to tenderly tell me...Annette, you are so cute. LOL....cute is ok.

So, I am on track to fit in all the new clothes that I bought for my new job the way I want to fit in them. I bought all small clothes and a lot of the tops are kind of fitted. I cannot be having any over the bra back fat or the muffin top thing going on. I have some back fat that I am not happy with. Luckily, I tend to lean out relatively fast if I act right with the nutrition part of the plan. Coaches workout guarantees a leaner me if I work it and eat on plan. His training is a killer for sure.

Well, it is time to train.

Cheers

All over the place blog

So I woke up this morning feeling slim. Haha 2 days ago I woke up feeling fat. I look the same today as I did on Fat Monday, but my head is in a different place today.

I got out of bed about 5am and decided to make me a cup of hot cider instead of coffee in my keurig machine. It is low calorie and I don't drink it much because I think it makes me break out. My body HATES the sugar substitutes and I get zits like a teenager if I partake in too many diet drinks.

Ummm listen to your body Annette....you should really throw that crap away....but I don't for occasions such as this. I wanted the stupid diet cider and it was sooo good. Actually I wanted more, but I controlled myself. Another thing about the splenda crap is that the more I drink diet stuff or chew sugarless gum, the hungrier I get....so I need to keep it at a minimum.

Now I am blogging on my lunch break as a distraction. I just had my lunch and I am freakin still starvin marvin. Crap....hold on, let me go get a cup of coffee...that might help. I will be right back.

Back!! Hot coffee in hand...I love the look, taste, smell, and feel of a hot cup of black coffee. It completes me :)

So where was I at....first paragraph....oh yeah.... discussing my morning. OK...so I drank my cider as I picked up my iPad to check on a game I was playing before I went to bed .....words with friends. I am good at this game, however there is this dude...a teacher at the high school...Mr. Craft, who consistently beats me by just a couple of points. It was music to my ears when I heard that little end of the game sound with the written words YOU WON!!!! By 1 freaking point....but I won. I told myself yesterday that I was going to win this game and I did.....woohoo. Finally. Hoorah....YEAH. (I know...I can be just a little competitive, but you just don't understand....this dude is good). Mr. Craft has won 2/6 games and all of the games have been super close except for one where he beat the living crap out of me...over 100 point lead. I digressed yet again.

Around 6am I headed off to the gym....wore the same yoga pants that I wore yesterday without washing them. YUK!! I am such a scuz! On my way to the gym I was hoping and praying that the dude that was there yesterday was not there today because he may think....she had those same pants on yesterday. EEEW. In all actuality, he probably did not even notice what I was wearing, but before I digress yet again, suffice it to say that the same dude was there lol with his BLARING music.

I sooooo wanted to have the gym to myself lifting to the sounds of Rush, Kool Mo Dee, Tyga, Phil Collins, Canton Jones, E-40, and Eminem.  My music is all over the place....one song would be Faded or Rack City or Motto, and then the next would be christian music, followed by eminem. Like me, my music is all over the place. I like all kinds of music for the most part. People usually don't mind when they come in and my music is playing (whoever is there first get dibs on the music box). I have something for everybody...from the hard rockers to the R & B folks... the rapper lovers, and christian music...no country though. I can't workout well to country music...but most of the gymers like that hard rock stuff. So I like to be first to get the dibs on the sound system. I digressed again.

I worked my chest and arms this morning. I struggled with the workout. I was weak...I mean really weak. What the heck???. I am doing a routine that coach gave me and it is tough. Some days I breeze right through it, others I struggle. What's up with that!! Today was a struggle. I did a set of bench presses immediately followed by pushups. I do several sets of that combination and it is a killer. I knew I was toast after the first set. CRAP. I trained hard and made it through the entire training in 50 minutes.

Then I went home and had some oats and almonds. Then out of the blue, I decided that I needed to color my hair. Mind you, I needed to be to work in an hour and inbetween that, I had to take my daughter to school. So, I put the color in my hair, let it sit 30 minutes, drove my daughter to school, came back, took a shower, put my hair in a ponytail, put some makeup on, donned my scrubs and I was at the hospital within an hour.....lol.

Me and Amy

No meetings today!! I don't know how to act. I have plenty to do.....paralyzed actually.

Here I am with my best friend at work....Amy. She is the director of the ED and Dialysis. We have worked together for 19 years and I am going to SORELY miss her when I leave in April!!

K...home now. Before I left work, my temporary crown fell out of my mouth. This is the third time this dang thing fell out. The first time I went to the dentist on my lunch break and had it replaced. The second time I decided to head to the pharmacy and get some denture adhesive and that lasted a week. Now it is out again. I guess I will find the denture stuff. I can't remember what I did with it.....grrr.

Could not find the denture cream so back to the store I go....

I found this stuff to repair loose caps. Gonna give that a try. My appointment for my crown is Friday. It just needs to last me a few more days.

It is in.....I will eat my almonds on the other side of my teeth lol.

I am all over the place with this blog. It is time to close it out. Blogging is good. It keeps me focused on my training and diet.....omg, here I go again..with more writing when I said I needed to close this blog out....time to go.

Today is a good day...

I am going to rock this dress in a few months!!

Yesterday my daughter and I went to the bridal store to look at bridesmaid dresses. I fell in love with the dress in the picture and bought it. It will be my mother of the bride dress. I think it will look great on in a few months. Now I have yet another reason to to lose the weight and keep it off. The wedding is August 4, 2012.

It was refreshing to see all the smiling faces of the brides to be trying on wedding dresses. I enjoyed the uplifted atmosphere. The energy was high and it felt good just to be around all the excitement.

That was the beginning of my Sunday afternoon. I was at the bridal store from 12p-1:30p. Then it was off to my moms. She wanted to use our truck to haul 2 65 gallon rain catcher thingy's to put in her yard. So, hubby and I rushed over to pick up the rain catchers and take them to my moms.  Then at 2pm,  we celebrated Christmas in March with my children's grandparents. We had a great time!! Missed my son, who is working in California right now and my youngest daughter who is always busy with sports...had softball obligations. I wish they could have been with us.

I miss my son! I wish Erica could have been at the party!

But the party goes on

My beautiful daughter Kathy with her daughter Karmen opening Christmas gifts with grandma/pa

Hubby playing words with friends at the party...lol

32 Weeks Pregnant with my Grandson

My grandkids playing

My girls and their dad's girlfriend smashing

My handsome grandson and cutie pie Mya...My ex's girlfriends beautiful daughter.  She fits in perfectly with the beautiful grands!!!

Bob and I left the party to go back to my moms to put her rain catcher things together. My daughters were planning to drop by to see my mom...the other grandma....while we were over there. We got to my moms around 5:45pm and started working. Around 6:30 both my daughters came by and let me know that I would need to babysit because Kathy was contracting and needed to go to the hospital. (She went into pre-term labor last week and is on medication to stop the labor....she is only 34 weeks). So off they went leaving me to watch the grands...lol. There goes my training for the evening!!

Around 10pm both my daughters returned. Thank goodness she was not in active labor this time. She did not have any cervical changes

Baby sitting and enjoying some time not chasing them down

I LOVE BEING A GRANDMA!!!!!!

Reflections on my training and diet today....

1. I ask myself, why am I so strong some days and weak other days
• Today I am strong...I am going to run with it
2. Water.....I need it
• I am going to drink 96 ounces today
• That will be hard but I will do it anyway
3. I am fooling myself when I tell myself that I can stay on track all by myself. 
• Pride is an ugly emotion
• I need the help of a greater power
4. Training...To love and hate to train at the same time
• People who love to train make me sick...I am looking forward to a time when I don't feel this way
• I love the way training makes me feel...after it is done

Reflections on my emotions

1. I look ugly today
• Love myself
• Smile
• Put on my makeup
• Hair just right
• Put my lotion on
• Shoulders back, head up, be beautiful
2. I feel fat today
• I need to stop being dramatic....I am not fat
3. I am blessed
• I know I am blessed indeed
4. Today is going to be a good day
• My attitude determines my lattitude. I am going to soar today

Things I am thankful for today

1. I am thankful for my family
• Thank you God
2. I am thankful for my job
• Thank you God
3. I am thankful for being thankful
• Yup.....
4. I am thankful for spiritual awakenings
• So thankful. I am growing everyday

Just read some comments on my last blog from some friends on Fatlossrevealed.com and bodybuildingrevealed.com.... I love you guys/gals!!!!!! Thank you 

Today is a good day......

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Woohoo....finally time to blog!!

Wow...the last time I posted a blog was February 8th of this year. A lot has happened since my last blog lol. First thing first, let me talk about my training and diet. Well, to be honest my training and diet has taken a turn to the south. My training has been hit and miss and my diet has been on and off. In the past 6 weeks I put on 6 pounds and I look like crap in my opinion.

I was suppose to take pictures March 28th with my improved body. I cancelled that appointment 5 weeks ago and my diet and training has been up and down since then. If there is anything good to say about my training and diet the past 6 weeks, it would be this....it could have been worse.

Just call me chunk chunk

I took this picture this morning prior to my shopping spree. Yuck.... chunky, chunk, chunk. Thicky, thick, thick me. LOL.....oh well.

On to the excuses why I am a chunkier...... lmao

I have had a lot of personal things happen in the past 6 weeks that has put me on an emotional roller coaster. I typically deal with stress pretty good....just roll with the punches and just keep at it. But this particular time I just had too much on my plate to roll with the punches. I made conscious choice to ditch the diet and training (to a point) and focus on some important matters at hand.

One big stressor behind me is my decision to make a huge move from the comfort of my job as a director of a nursing units to the world of informatics. I struggled greatly with this decision to move because I was happy with my job as a nursing director and I was comfortable with my job...even with the occasional stress involved in running a nursing department. I have been at my place of employment almost 20 years and I have experienced much growth and happiness at my job. But.....there is always a but.....

I needed something new to challenge me. I don't like to be "comfortable". So, I am taking a huge leap into unfamiliar territory. I am super duper excited about this career change too. I get to start over and make a difference  in a new job as a Clinical Nurse Analyst II (a computer geek). I feel that this job will fit me like a glove. I will get to do many things that I love to do such as teaching. I will be working with clinicians and training them how to use the various applications within the electronic record. I will be learning all the applications....16 programs I believe and will assist in training with these programs. Also, I will be a support person for clinicians when something is not working right within the application or when they can't figure out where to chart a certain element. I will be training clinicians within the ProMedica Health System....11 hospitals.

So, with the new job, I needed new clothes so I went out and bought a lot of nice clothes. I splurged because I don't like to wear the same thing over and over. Even when I wore scrubs (I have 27 pairs of navy blue scrubs)...that's a lot lol and that is not even including my jackets; I never wore the same pair more than once every 3-4 weeks.  So, I suppose I will have a lot of dress clothes now.  I bought all my clothes in small...which will make me stay between 130-140 pounds. I am now 143 pounds and although the clothes fit me, I have a little bit of flab peaking through. So now I am motivated to get back on track and lose about 10 pounds before I start my job (April 22, 2012). I will have the excess pounds off this body....promise. I want to look my best when I start.

OMG.......

So....the diet starts on Monday and I will have to stay true on the diet without any cheating. I won't miss any training sessions either. After 2 weeks of staying on the diet, I will email my coach with my progress report. (I have not emailed my coach for over a month because I have not been consistent, and why waste his time reading and commenting on what I am not doing). When I get down to 128 pounds, I will add 1 cheat day a week to my diet.

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Now......after all of that....let's be real.........

Here it goes......

I gained the fat and look like a chunky, chunk, chunk because I did not follow the plan...and I COULD HAVE FOLLOWED THE DIET AND TRAINING PLAN, but I chose to be weak and not follow the plan because I was a little stressed!!!!!!!! Waa, Waa, Waa....what the hell ever Annette!!!!!Excuses get you nowhere. Stop with the lame ass excuses and get with the plan and fit into all those small clothes you bought. Stop being a VICTIM Annette!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Enough about that.....now the good stuff

My grandson turned 2 March 5th. We had a fun birthday party for him at this super cool kids place in Michigan.

Mommy and Cam

Karmen was in a bad mood at the party

Legs, butt, back...they all hurt

My legs are killing me. I trained legs yesterday morning and they are sore all the way around. The interesting thing about this hybrid program is that for some reason each week feels a little different even though I am doing the same exercises. I am assuming this is partly because I am becoming more familiar with the program and exercises. I was super shocked yesterday about the newly found strength I had as I did pushups off of 2 medicine balls. For the past couple of weeks or so I struggled with pushups from the medicine ball. Yesterday I cranked the pushups out without issue. I was bewildered by that. Hmmmm.... pretty cool stuff.

I was hungry yesterday, but I did not care about the hunger. It just existed and I did not give it any mind. I ate all my food for the day and that's it.  It felt good about not caring about being hungry.

My mind is all over the place this week. That is why I am blogging more than usual. Whenever my mind races past my usual, I need to try to slow my mind down. It is always in high gear, but at times my mind is in overdrive and reading and blogging helps me to just slow things down. 

I am a bit anxious about a few upcoming things and I attribute the racing thoughts to the upcoming events...even though my thoughts are not related to the anxiety related things. I need to meditate...well practice meditating. My mind needs that. Yep, I need to empty my mind.

Today I had to do an exercise with our leadership team where I work. We had to read this book about our leadership style and then all the leadership got together to share their leadership style. As usual, I am running a little behind because I got caught up with a phone call prior to the meeting. I walked into the meeting and and sat down as the facilitator was presenting slides about a specific leadership style. As I sat down, Steve whispered to me..."Annette, you are the only pioneer leadership style of the whole leadership group." He laughed and said something silly that I cannot recall and then I remarked, yep, I am the black sheep of our leadership family. We both laughed for a minute then I started paying attention to facilitator as she discussed one of the 8 or so leadership styles.

In my mind I thought, dang....the odd ball of the bunch again. Yep, that's me lol. I recalled the same feeling I had 16 years ago after taking the Myer-Briggs personality test when I was a supervisor. There were 4 quadrants, and again all the people were placed in the quadrant that they belong to. Amongst the team, there were a fair amount of people in a certain quadrant and then there was me...way out in the corner by myself. 

I laugh about this and started  singing the sesame street song in my head.....one of these things is not like the other. One of these things just isn't the same.... Check out this link

http://youtu.be/etuPF1yJRzg


Story of my life. It is a gift and a curse. I do beat to my own drum and I like it that way, but some people don't appreciate the sound of my drum...and that causes tension at times.

But when I start feeling a bit insecure about being the odd ball, or failing in something, I start singing this in my head....

http://youtu.be/4yMoMxcHTww

New subject... I took the picture below on Monday. I am not happy with the picture because I can see the IHOP and chocolate chip cookies and beer that I shamefully enjoyed over the weekend. Pitiful. No discipline.

 My coached posted the following link on his Facebook...
http://www.facebook.com/CoachScottAbel

If discipline and self-control create tension and pressure in you - then you do not understand discipline and self-control. What you are exercising and reinforcing at that point is your actual "resistance" to both - discipline and self-control are "freeing" in that they deliver you to what you want.


Wow...powerful and true statement.

I need to stop resisting and start doing!!!

I have a lot of work ahead of me to get where I want to be

Dayum Girl....I can't help but to stare in amazement....custom made jeans, eh?

Today I had one of those jaw dropping moments that made me stare in disbelief. I was in a beauty supply store in Toledo to get some moisturizer and hair color for my hair. I was looking at all the beautiful hair pieces and weaves when she walked by me. The aisle was small and I had to move out of the way so that she could pass by. I briefly glanced at her and then I did a double take when I saw the most jaw dropping booty I have ever seen in my life.


She was a beautiful dark skinned sister with flawless skin, amazing weaved in braids that cascaded past her shoulders all the way down to her butt. She had about a 24 inch waist and I swear..... about a 48-50 inch booty. Now what made her booty amazing was that is was super round, did not appear the least bit flabby and it was ummmmm just out there. It was cartoonish but beautiful at the same time. I really wanted to take my phone out and take a picture of that butt. Weird but true, lol.....cuz it was just crazy!!

I forced myself to stop staring and got into line to pay for my hair products. She got her stuff and also waited in line. There were a couple of other ladies in line and I looked at them to see if they were looking at that girl's booty....and indeed they were looking too. After all, this "booty girl" was sporting her stuff. She had some painted on jeans with a cool double belt similar to the double belts that were popular in the early 90's. She had high heel boots and a cool small clutch purse that matched her boots. She was amazing.

I found a picture that kinda resembles her shape..... Pretty darn close

Are you kidding me.....really???

As I headed home, I thought about that pretty booty girl and I began to smile in celebration of the beauty of our black women. I remember growing up in a white community with a handful of blacks. I was one of 2 black girls in my class. For the most part all my white classmates treated me well, but I often got comments about my kinky hair and I was not popular with the boys.... at all. I remember wishing that I had long straight hair that moved with the wind. I remember wishing that the boys liked me....but they didn't. I thought I was ugly. I remember playing on the playground when this mean little girl came up to me and asked me if I was a girl or a boy. I had ponytails and I did not think I looked like a boy, but after that comment, I thought maybe I did look like a boy and I felt even more ugly.

But I have a GREAT mother who saw that I was struggling with self esteem. She went out of her way to tell me how beautiful I was all the time. She always talked about the beauty of a dark black woman. LOL, she always emphasized the dark part because I was dark-skinned living in a white environment. So, I thought I was a BEAUTIFUL dark skinned black girl at home......and an ugly duckling at school.

Just an average home town girl

Well, I grew up....with confidence thanks to my mom. And I think black women are amongst the most beautiful women in the world.

Celebrating beautiful black women today with these amazing pictures :)

Erikah Badu....amazingly gorgeous

Honey brown skin with a perfect face

Flawless 

Provocative!!

Just dang cute

AMAZING

Love this pic!

I forget her name...she is famous

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE THIS PIC

Ethnic beautiful lips that I admire cuz I have none!!

Radiant

My favorite pic

In a few weeks I will celebrate the beautiful white girls in the house :)

Oh yeah.....this is a blog about my fitness journey...lol. I have digressed...hehehe. I trained legs today and I am hungry :)

More truths be told....

I had an amazing training week. I am loving my hybrid plan and am feeling strong. While my training was strong and on point, my nutritional efforts were lacking to say the least. Actually my diet darn well sucked!! I sent my report to my coach feeling kinda shameful about my lack of discipline. The previous 2 weeks went well and I was feeling mighty proud of myself....and the last week everything just fell apart with my diet.

Coach wrote, " Well that's one problem right there- attaching  "pride" and the opposite of "shame" to all of this. It should be something that just "is"--as in, you have a goal- it takes X,Y,Z to get there and you do it. Attaching emotion to it in terms of self-judgement-(good me, bad me) just makes it more and more stressful and difficult and stress seeks release and relief." He is right. I can get myself so worked up over even the smallest things when it comes to diet and training. I beat myself up more than anybody does. I can be my own worse enemy.

My report was long winded...which is my normal response when I did not do everything I was supposed to do. Then I start to justify why I behave the way I do...why I don't stay on point. At one point I wrote...."I know in the back of my mind that I don't need to be "ripped" for the photos and I am using this excuse to negotiate with myself to eat off plan". Coach writes....Yes, that is very immature thinking "I can get away with this so why do my best?" That's weak.

Coach tells me like it is.....just plain and simple and I need that. I am not used to that actually. Most people tell me what I want to hear or sugar coat things. I think many of us are used to hearing the sugar.

I usually do not share my personal correspondences that I have with my coach and won't make a habit of doing so, but there are times when I feel things need to be shared to get a point or lesson across to others that may be experiencing the same thing.

I want to share one more thing that hit home for me in the face of my choices this past week. He wrote, "anyone can do what is called for when it is easy or when they feel like it. Time to step up. Be the person you say you are-and own this, because your actions always tell the truth.

When I told him that I wanna cry over my lack of discipline last week he wrote, Really?, over this you want to cry? Do you realize how blessed you are in your life "this" is the circumstance you have to cry about."

This is coaching at it's best.  He is able to help me look in the mirror at myself...my actions and see the real me...which ain't always what I wanna see.

I am blessed abundantly!!

My beautiful grand children......and one in the oven.

As for me.... here are my latest progress pictures....no progress at all this week...actually my pictures look worst....but it is what it is right? It's all good.