tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55043935216269663232024-03-16T00:08:03.348-07:00FATTOFIT41A blog about my weight loss journey, how I stay motivated and a hodge podge of other things, that make me, who I am. Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.comBlogger85125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-67233495531712484382014-01-09T12:03:00.000-08:002014-01-09T12:03:01.607-08:00I'm going there....One thing that really makes me mad and sad, is when I see pics that have OBVIOUSLY been photo shopped. It is WRONG, if you are trying to MOTIVATE AND INSPIRE! Because not only are you lying to yourself, you are lying to all those people that "look up to you". I will tell you with 10000000000000000000000000% certainty, I have NEVER EVER altered my photos. I might tweak the coloring, but THAT IS IT! Because I refuse to lie like that. This is why so many young girls, have issues with not only their body image, but their eating. I mean now "real" people are doing what magazines have done for years. I wonder just wtf these apps even exist. UGH....it makes me so mad. I have a daughter that I want to have a healthy relationship with not only food, but her body. I don't want her to look at women who have had their thighs and arms "magically" reduced, their cellulite removed, and their blemishes airbrushed off, to the point that they look plastic. Why can't we all just embrace the real us?!?!?! I mean is it really THAT bad, to just be you?????? I want my baby girl to be able to have real women to look up to. Ones that are unique and beautiful. <br />
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Hmmm.....my thighs are thinner, my butt is flatter and my mid-section is quite thin and my tatas are "perkier". But look at how other things are distorted. Like where my thigh is, compared to the nightstand. Remember... this is the EXACT same photo, just photo shopped. Hell I thought I looked great in the before pic, until I saw the skinny app photo! See...this is what is wrong. FAKE photos make so many woman feel fat or gross or like they need to start throwing up or starving themselves, to fit in and be "skinny". This shit needs to stop! </div>
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-40862910844298034982014-01-08T10:28:00.001-08:002014-01-08T10:28:57.224-08:00HAPPY NEW YEAR and GOALS!Happy New Year, everyone! As you can see, I took a break from blog land! Today I want to touch on some goals I have set for me, this upcoming year!<br />
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1. Complete p90x3 by March 27th! So far I am right on track.<br />
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2. Give up ALL artificial sweeteners. This might be a tough one. I use it in my coffee and oatmeal, so some withdrawals will most likely take place. Today was my first day with out any in my oatmeal and I did OK! BUT....I already gave up soda which wasn't hard at all.<br />
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3. Do the Dr. Oz rapid weight loss diet. There is a reason for this one. Not only do I have a beach wedding to attend, in February, but I have some exciting things going on, that I can't quite share, just yet. But it involves having my picture taken. :o)<br />
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4. Drink hot water and lemon on the regular. <br />
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5. Save lots and lots of money! I have already started this and I am following the 52 week savings program that Holly spoke about.<br />
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6. Stop buying clothes. I have a closet full of clothes and do NOT need anymore. Want more, yes, but NEED, no. Same with jeans. I think I am at the smallest size I ever will be, so things should be A OK!<br />
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7. Stick to a grocery budget and meal plan. I slack on this A LOT. But need to stick with it. The amount of money you can save when eating at home and sticking to a grocery list is significant!<br />
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8. Go on a romantic beach vacation with Ray. This year we will celebrate ten years of marriage. We have been through a lot so I feel we deserve this. :)<br />
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9. Girls trip this spring or summer!! Just a nice long weekend like the one we had in Chicago. I think we all need this. I also want to get Ray to take a little mini vaca with his buddies. Again, we ALL need little breaks from life, to rejuvenate.<br />
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10. Finish my household "projects". I have lots of furniture just waiting to get a makeover. I just kinda bribed my girl Jenni to help with this. I offered her wine and food! <br />
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11. Communicate better with my kids. I try VERY hard to never lose my cool, but it happens. I don't want to yell anymore. I need to also work on following through with discipline. I have come a long way, but I think I am still a work in progress. I need to stop saying, "if you do that one more time, you are in your room" and then not follow through with it. I think this will help us all behave better! <br />
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12. Spend less time on social media. Facebook is not an issue, I am so not a fan of it anymore. I only post pics of my kiddos, pretty much. But I need to stay off IG at night. I need to just enjoy my family in the evenings. They are my priority!<br />
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13. Run a 5k. I have wanted to do this for years, but keep putting it off. So I hope this is the year, that I can mark it off my bucket list!<br />
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14. Try and give up coffee. See how I put TRY. I want to switch to green tea. So we shall see. I am just trying to do all the things that help with stomach bloat. Because let me tell you, artificial shit, bloats me like a big fat pig!<br />
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15. Disney in the fall! Sorry but I bleed Disney. It is 100% a part of my DNA. Ray on the other hand, not so much. I am thinking over the kids fall break for 4 days, 3 nights. So we shall see. Hmmm...sounds like I should set up a separate vacation savings account. <br />
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Hope you are all having a great New Year!!! Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-36755496519330871582013-12-12T07:05:00.001-08:002013-12-12T07:51:41.254-08:00Finish the Sentence... Christmas Edition! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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1. My favorite Christmas was....I love them all because I am always surrounded by family, food and wine. That right there is a trifecta of Christmas love! But one that stands out is the time we all hung out in my little sister's basement, drinking WAY too much. The videos of that night remain in the "vault" ;-) </div>
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2. The worst Christmas I had...I can't really think of one that was the "worst". If I have to pick one, it would be last year, only because it was the first Christmas EVER, that I was not with my parents. The day was still a wonderful one with my older sis and the rest of the family, but something was definitely missing....</div>
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3. That one gift that made me scratch my head and say, "Hmmmm" was...every damn year, when I was growing up, my Grandma Mayme gave me granny panties. You know the ones, they are HUGE and only an 80 year old woman would wear. Oh and after I opened them, she would ask me if I had started my period yet. God love her!! </div>
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4. One year I....I woke up super early and ran out to the tree to see what Santa left me. Only to find a Charlie McCarthy dummy (for my sister) under there, that freaked me the hell out!! I ran back to my room and didn't move a muscle until I was told to. I seriously thought we had some little man under the tree that was real. I still get freaked out thinking about him just staring at me....</div>
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5. I think the worst gift to give is....a bad attitude. I cannot stand Scrooge like attitudes. Life is too short for that crap. Tell people Merry Christmas with a smile on your face and get that cob out of your ass!</div>
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6. At Christmastime I typically....spend WAY too much money. I start with a budget and then....the emails come re: sales and that budget goes out the window. I can't help it, I love to give presents! </div>
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7. Typically, family Christmas....is amazing! We wake up, open presents and then eat the most amazing cinnamon rolls known to man, that my mama makes. Then we all head home to "clean up" and go back for lunch and lots of wine. Lots and lots of laughing takes place and usually a game or two of Scene It and Rock Band.</div>
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8. If I could change one thing about the Holiday season....I would make it only about being with the ones you love. Even though I love to give gifts, it has gotten out of control. I would much rather forgo the gifts and watch the waves crash in on some beach. Or...have breakfast with Mickey, at Disney World! </div>
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9. It is so hard to buy for....my kids. They NEED NOTHING!! And we have no room for more items that they don't need. This year we went with a bigger ticket item and a few small things. I can't handle having it look like Toys R Us puked in my living room, for another year. And don't get me started on what my basement looks like. More Toys R Us puke! </div>
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10. My favorite Christmas tradition is...Having breakfast with my whole family in our pj's listening to Christmas music and eating mom's cinnamon rolls. </div>
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11. Santa, baby, bring me a ....breast lift! Yep, you read that right! Those girls are living in the south and I am stuck here in the north. It's time they reconnect! :o)</div>
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-2514764785227560362013-12-10T11:58:00.000-08:002013-12-10T11:58:15.104-08:00Giving up is NOT an option<br />
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Today I posted a pic on Instagram that was from my first (remember there are 3) wedding. When I came across this pic, it brought back so many emotions. I cannot believe how far I have come in 23 years. I married one of the most evil men, I have ever come across. My dad describes him best, "honey he cannot even be called an asshole, because an asshole has a function. Yep, he was THAT awful. He was not only verbally abusive, he was physically abusive as well. I even have a lovely scar on my arm to remind me of that time. I remember sitting at the end of the couch and he kicked me as hard as he could, with his boot. I should have had stitches, but I hid it from my family. I remember the night before the wedding, my sister begged me not to go through with it. She knew I was making the worst mistake of my life. In fact, marrying him, put such a strain on my relationship with my sister, we didn't speak for over 2 years. I let this man, take away every ounce of pride I had. Thankfully, I got it all back and then some. We were married about 6 months and living with my parents, when he just took off. Then one day, the doorbell rings and I am being served with divorce papers. My mom called my sister and she ran over, crying and hugged me. Partly because she saw me hurting so badly, but also because she had her sister back. From that moment on, I never looked back. I might have wavered a bit and wished he would come back to me. BUT....after lots of long talks with the man above, I got the strength to move on. I started back at college, lost weight, got healthy inside and out. I was also lucky enough to get reacquainted with everyone I cut out of my life. Not because I wanted to, but pretty much because I had to. This monster didn't WANT me, but he sure as shit didn't want anyone else to have me. OR...to know the evil that was taking place behind closed doors. I will never forget being in Florida with my family and confessing to my mom, that one time, my ex took me out to the country and left me. Yep, he kicked me out of the car. He let me wonder around for almost 2 hours, before he came back to get me. She was so sad. Not only because I went through that, but also because I was so ashamed to tell her or anyone, back then.<br />
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I look back and wonder why I allowed myself to be treated like this. Part of me thinks it stems from being made fun of so much, I just figured this was the best I could get. BUT....NO ONE, deserves that. WE ALL DESERVE love and respect. We all deserve to be surrounded by people that will lift us up, not tear us down. <br />
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I am so thankful that I was able to pick myself up off the ground and get to where I am today. I am a better person for it. I am a fighter. Giving up on your dreams should not be an option. Had I given up on my dream of one day being fit and healthy, where would I be????? AND...I never let the doubters, get too far inside me head. I won't lie, they were there and they tempted me to just give up. But I won in the end. I had my family and my faith, to get me through it all. <br />
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So when you are having a bad day or week or even a bad year, remember, hard work and determination will pay off. It won't happen over night and it might take 20 years, but it will be so worth it. I can honestly say I love me. I love my life. It's truly a simple life. We don't have a lot of money, or drive fancy cars, but we are happy. We made our small house, a home. We do the best with what we have. And we try so very hard to enjoy each day to the fullest. And that might be spending the entire weekend in our jammies. :)<br />
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My grandma always said this one thing that has been so true, my whole life. "Lori Ann, it's always darkest before the dawn". Now that sweet angel is watching over me and making sure, I never forget it. So remember, just when you think it can't get any worse, it might, but....IT WILL GET BETTER, BETTER THAN YOU EVER THOUGHT POSSIBLE! <br />
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-12494581482599566062013-12-09T09:44:00.001-08:002013-12-09T09:48:42.720-08:00December challenge, to myself!As we all know, this is the time of year that pants tend to get a bit tight! You know from all that yummy holiday food. SO....I have decided that I would like to lose some lbs, while the rest of the world is gaining..lol! I am back at logging ALL of my calories, on MFP. I am also back to doing Ripped in 30, combined with JM kickboxing. Here is my schedule for that.<br />
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I will be doing this, until the 29th. On the 30th, I plan to start P90X3, with my hubby. I cannot tell you how excited I am about starting this. Yes, I did say excited. I love the p90x workouts. Well I love the exercises, just not how time consuming they were. Committing to an hour a day, for this working mommy, who likes sleep, was just too much. SO....when I heard that X3 workouts are only 30 minutes, I was thrilled!! I immediately called Ray and asked if he would do it with me. I am so glad he said yes. He has been struggling with his weight and so desperately wants to get back to eating healthy and working out. I figure we can keep each other accountable and motivated at the same time! Plus we have a beach wedding to attend in February, that we both want to look good for. I figure we will have a good six weeks, of X3, to get us in better shape. We did p90x together and stuck with it, till the end. I saw major changes in Ray! I was so proud of him!! And that was one hour workouts, 6 days a week. We also have a dvd player in our master now, which is big enough to workout in, so that too, will help us stick to it! I will take a before and after and share our results. I don't think I will weigh myself. I will go by my progress pics and how my clothes fit. No way am I going to be a slave to that evil thing, we call the scale. I refer call it SATAN!<br />
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Here are a few pics from our weekend! I love this time of year when it is cold and you get to stay home and snuggle with the ones you love! My mom and dad get here in a few hours too! I AM SO EXCITED!!! I even have wine waiting for my dad and chocolate for my mama! :)<br />
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So we bought Ray a new flannel and some pj pants. He proceeds to wear them together. Umm....yep, he does not have the fashion sense the rest of us have! Oh and Drew is in size 6 jammies, just a tad snug and short! But they were happy, that is all that matters. </div>
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Happy Monday!!<br />
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XO,<br />
Lori Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-30764091379477792542013-12-06T11:24:00.002-08:002013-12-06T11:24:19.861-08:00You're gonna miss this...This time of year, I get pretty sappy. Maybe it's because I am approaching the nursing home years....I KID! Or...maybe I am just sentimental. Last year was the first Christmas EVER, in my life, that I did not spend it, at my parents house. See they moved away to the sunshine state and left me! AS IF! I won't lie, it broke my heart. All those years of sweet traditions were gone. It was time to move ahead and make new ones. Even when I lived in NYC, I ALWAYS came home. No matter what, I opened my Santa presents at my parents house. This year, they will be here, for Christmas. And...I feel SO blessed. I am so lucky to have parents that have bee married for 44 years. Parents that raised me to be humble. To be thankful for everything, good and bad. They taught me that in life, you must go through some bad stuff, to get to the really good stuff. Boy were they right. Too many times in life, we get down on the world. We get sad, pissed off, hateful, ungrateful and so on.... What I have learned over the years is this, STOP WITH THE NEGATIVE! I cannot tell you how many times I have seen this very negativity on FB, just this week alone. People making fun of others, taking stuff to heart, when it was meant to tease, calling out others on crap, that is none of their business. Life is too short, to waste even an ounce of energy on the negative. Just last night I had a VERY long talk with my kiddos about this very thing. We talked about how SO many children are without parents, without siblings, without a stable roof over their head or food. I think we forget all of the luxuries we have right in front of us. We need to stop reading into things so much as well. If you see something that ticks you off, that someone has said, let it go. Save that energy for focusing on the good. I want to raise kids that see the good in EVERY situation. That is how I was raised. Don't get me wrong, I STILL bitched and moaned and felt sorry for myself on MANY occasions. BUT....I allowed myself to be open to the good I knew would eventually come. Three people that I follow on IG, lost a loved one this week. One was very young. It puts so much in perspective for me. I MUST enjoy life and all that it has to offer. I need to smile more, laugh more and tell people I love them, even more. <br />
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On my back to work, I heard "You're Gonna Miss This" by Trace Adkins on the radio. AND...I don't even listen to country music. I just happened to stop at that channel. This song hit home. This morning, Liv was mouthy and wouldn't get dressed, so of course I got frustrated. But you know what, someday soon, I will wish I had that time back. Over Thanksgiving we watched videos of when the kids were little. Talk about being emotional. I cried like a baby. I am sure at the time the videos were taken, I was sleep deprived and a big ole bitch. BUT...I would give anything to go back and hug my sweet little babies, at that age. <br />
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We all need to quit wishing time away and live in the moment. I am so guilty of this. So when the kids won't clean their rooms and the hubby won't turn the channel to Bravo, it's OK, just breath and live in that very moment. <br />
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"It's hard to believe <br /> But you're gonna' miss this <br /> You're gonna' want this back <br /> You're gonna' wish these days <br /> Hadn't gone by so fast <br /> These are some good times <br /> So take a good look around <br /> You may not know it now <br /> But you're gonna' miss this <br /> You're gonna' miss this <br /> Yeaahhhh... you're gonna' miss this"<br />
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XO,<br />
LoriLori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-12661871085068583482013-11-27T09:04:00.001-08:002013-11-27T09:04:47.454-08:00Be thankful...Today I received an email from my mama, that summed up how I feel today....beyond blessed. Two years ago, I doubt I would have said that. But as you get older, you get wiser and that cup starts to runneth over. We all lose sight, that it could ALWAYS be worse. Enjoy what you have, to the fullest. Stop wishing you had more money, that your pants were looser and that your gray hairs weren't there. Because what is most important is that YOU ARE HERE!!! Life is a gift. I see that now. I truly do. I wouldn't change a single thing about my life. I mean that!! I would go through all the good, the bad and the ugly, if that means it gets me to where I am today....madly in love with the best husband in the world, at peace with who I am, mommy to the most amazing babies, daughter to the most supportive and loving parents, sister to two AMAZING women, that I look up to and a friend, to so many amazing people. Some of which I met through this blog. So as we approach the holidays, remember, it's not about the ads or the best deals, out there. It truly should be all about enjoying all the we <strong>have...</strong>with our loved ones. <br />
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-17460200323791554302013-11-21T07:18:00.000-08:002013-11-21T07:18:28.516-08:00SO WHAT...Today is a post about one of my favorite "get out of jail free" phrases....so what! Yep, this "see that glass half full girl" uses this way too often! :)<br />
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So what if I cuss like a sailor on the daily! I try and do most of it at work, so I don't "slip up" at home. I just love how you can say the word f*ck with such passion, that it gets the point across, clear as day! I work for attorney's that handle family law, so this word is a MUST!<br />
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So what if my potty mouth drives Ray crazy. Hello, you knew this when you married me, mister! <br />
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So what if I have an obsession with pretzel m&m's...hey it's better than having an obsession with crack, right?!?!?!<br />
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So what if I use this phrase all the time and it makes no sense AT ALL...."how's come". Yep, I have said it forever and now Liv says it too! I tell you what, I grew up with some interesting sayings. BUT...remember ya'll, I am from Beecher City, IL. I am total hick, to the core! <br />
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So what if my family said "red up" in reference to cleaning up the dinner dishes, growing up. My hubby and my sister's hubbies, are so confused with this saying. It dates back to some old Western my grandparents watched. So....they said it, my parents said it, and now me and my sister's say it. Yes, I know, it makes NO sense! <br />
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So what if I call Jillian Michaels the "b" word during and after, every workout. Come on, she deserves it, she is MEAN! BUT....oh so effective!!<br />
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So what if I secretly want to shave Ray's beard in his sleep and have even asked the kids to do so. I am NOT a beard girl. Ray needs to remember that our family is NOT a part of the Duck Dynasty family....duh! Shave that sh*t!<br />
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So what if I am already SUPER excited about a trip to STL with my girl Nicki, that doesn't even have an official trip date yet! I look forward to fun and lots of it! Keeps me happy!<br />
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So what if I have zero desire to start Christmas shopping. UGH....I just can't get into yet. I guess maybe I am waiting on the elves to arrive, to take care of it for me???? So if you see them, tell them my patience is running out!!<br />
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So what if I CANNOT wait for the kids to be on Christmas break so I get a break from making lunches every morning. Hey, that alone will give me 10 extra minutes of sleep. Priorities people!!!<br />
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So what if I sent my sweet friend Jenni an ecard that said this: "You're the kind of friend who's house I could poop at". Yep, I sure did send that to her! She is just THAT kind of friend. I love her!<br />
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So what if I got like SUPER excited that I just might get to have lunch with THREE amazing women in December. Pretty sure it will be a piss your pants kind of lunch...you know with lots of giggles! :)<br />
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So what if I am ADDICTED to the show "The Governor's Wife" and wish so much I could meet the Governor and Trina. I mean I LOVE them. I cried like a big fat baby, during a few episodes. Wishing so much I could make Edwin live forever....<br />
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So what if Ray thinks I am a nut bag because I want to put the Christmas decorations up NOW!! He just needs to get over that, right now! I mean I did put Halloween decorations up the second week of September. So why does this shock him???<br />
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So what if I CANNOT wait to go to Florida in February. Like I said, I need things to look forward to. Wine with my sis and dad by the pool....who wouldn't look forward to that! <br />
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So what if I am jealous that my parents are taking the kids to Disney in February to stay at my FAVORITE hotel, Wilderness Lodge and I don't get to go. At this point in the game, throwing a 2 year old temper tantrum, won't get my anywhere. DARNIT!<br />
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So what if I was doing "suicides" last night, in my room, and Liv told me I was shaking the whole house. The house is old, damnit! :)<br />
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So what if I haven't blogged since the birth of Jesus....sometimes we all need to step back for a bit.<br />
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In closing so what if I am not everyone's cup of tea. There comes a point in your life when you have to stop trying to impress everyone. Not everyone will like me. It took me many years and many sad faces to realize this. It sucks when someone doesn't like you, but it's ok.....life shall go on! <br />
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XO,<br />
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-18515989512426250502013-10-31T07:46:00.003-07:002013-10-31T07:46:57.827-07:00Truths.....Why yes, I am still alive! I know I haven't posted much, lately. Today I thought I would do a list of some truths, about me. <br />
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1. I have cellulite, stretch marks and lots of loose skin. But Lori, we don't see it in your pics. So I will tell you just where it is. It is in my thighs, boobs and right below my bikini line. This is why you don't see it. No way in HELL, will I EVER where short shorts, my progress pics are taken in workout pants and a sports bra and I am not dipping down that low, to show you some loose skin above my cha-cha! BUT....I still want to always be real and let you know, it is there!<br />
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2. I do not suck my gut in when I take progress pics. WHY??? Because I would be lying to myself. I NEED to see what I REALLY look like. This stems from my issues with body dysmorphia. I don't want to "make" myself look "thinner" than I am. <br />
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3. I have wrinkles. If you don't see them in my pics, don't worry, they are there. I don't try to hide them, but the ole iPhone does. Oh and I have frown lines and smile lines too. So this is why I try and smile BIG, it is way more flattering than a frown!<br />
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4. I cannot and will not follow someone that is obviously struggling with an eating disorder or body image disorder. I was that girl and I cannot go back. Seeing some girls that are barely 20, posting about how they have 8% body fat, makes me sad AND mad. THIS...is why little girls start to hate their bodies at such a young age. That is NOT attainable, unless you take drastic measures. I am 41, I have hips and thighs, that will ALWAYS be there. I don't want to be all muscle. I want to eat and be happy. I cannot let what I look like consume my life. NO THANKS!<br />
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5. I do not eat clean 100% of the time. Nor will I ever. For some, it's doable, not this wine loving, beer drinking, pizza eating girl. NO THANKS! Life is too short. If I want it, I will eat it. There was a point in my life where I was OBSESSED with every freaking thing that went in my mouth and I was one miserable bitch. I was out of control. I am so passed that and have never been happier.<br />
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6. I am not a workout junkie. If it takes more than 20-35 minutes, I don't do it. It doesn't fit my lifestyle. I would much rather snuggle with my babies and have some flab, than be ultra fit and spend hours trying to maintain it. But this is MY choice. I choose to workout at home, in my bedroom while my kids are there with me, on the computer, playing math games. It works for us. <br />
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7. I have never worn spanx...and here is why. I don't want to pretend I am all flat and toned. I would be lying to ME. This is also from my issues way back when I was bulimic and obsessed with image. If I have a food baby, at a wedding reception, in my tight dress, so be it. I have to keep it real, for ME. I don't want to look in the mirror and go, "damn I am looking thin today" only to wake up the next day and go, "ummm....wtf happened, I did not look this big last night. See I am weird AND have issues. BUT....I am a work in progress. And honest, maybe too honest...lol!<br />
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8. I worry too much about what people think about my pics on IG, and it has gotten at times, unhealthy. I worry that people are saying, "she has edited the hell out of that pic, "wow she looks way bigger today", "she is totally angling that camera to make her look thinner than she is". Yep, all those thoughts have gone through my head and they shouldn't. I shouldn't care what others think. BUT....I am human. It shows me that I still have some work to do, on my self image. <br />
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9. My weight loss does not define me. It IS.... a special part of me, and has played a MAJOR role in my life. But..... if I died tomorrow, the one thing I would want people to know about me is that I have a good heart. THAT...is what defines me. A heart that loves hard, and fights for what is right. A heart that is so full of love for her babies, her husband, family and friends. A heart that only wants to see good things happen to people. A heart that wishes she could help those in need. A heart that is simple, but real. It's hard to get that across in a photo of me in a bikini, I get that. It's hard not to judge when you see superficial things. I am guilty of it too.<br />
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10. Lastly, I worry that my kids will someday struggle with their weight or body image and it scares the living daylights out of me. I don't want them to ever feel what I, and so many others, have felt. It's a pain that is so deep and one that is hard to ever truly get over. At the same time, I pray every day that they will always stick up for the kids being bullied and all the "underdogs". Even if it means, they will get crap from others, for it. Too many kids today, don't have anyone to turn to, I want my kids to be that ONE kid, they can turn to, for acceptance.<br />
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So there you have it, a little more about me....<br />
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XO,<br />
Lori<br />
Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-19255104752705139352013-10-08T07:48:00.001-07:002013-10-08T07:48:52.867-07:00That one pic that makes you go....OMGSo this weekend, Liv lost her darn iPod touch, so I spent an hour and a half, searching high and low, for it. As the search went on, I found this pic.<br />
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This pic was an eye opener. I am going to be real honest with you, I had NO idea, I was that big. This pic was taken on my 19th birthday. I was in a very abusive marriage and this is proof, that I used food to comfort myself. Food didn't tell me I was f*cking fat and ugly or "embarrassing" to be around. BUT...it did make me unhealthy. I won't say being overweight made me unhappy and miserable, it didn't. Even though I was in an abusive relationship, I still got plenty of love from my family. I was still a funny, loving and loyal person. <br />
At this point in my life, I really didn't have any friends left, I isolated myself from them. I was so ashamed of the life I was living. And by that I mean, the marriage I was in, not my weight. Plus, I had run into a few "friends" from high school at college and they said some pretty harsh things, thinking I couldn't hear them. Well I did, and it just made me eat more. Today when I am down, I workout. So funny how that has changed. Exercise makes me feel better, physically AND mentally. I have said this before, but it is the best anti-depressant out there!! AND...it's FREE!!! Another thing I notice, when I look at this pic, is how far my thighs have come. From this point on, I am no longer going to bitch about my saggy skinned thighs, that have cellulite! NOPE, they are OK, just the way they are. That saggy skin came from a lot of blood, sweat and tears. Same with my stretch marks, I am embracing them. Self bullying is an awful thing. What we don't realize is that it keeps us, from achieving our goals. When you tell yourself over and over, how much you hate this or hate that, about yourself, you start to think you can't "improve" them. BUT...you can! You just have to think positive and focus only on the "likes". When you do this, you start to see some pretty amazing things. Like I see pretty blue eyes, some pretty nice shoulders, my height and my thin hands. When I look at my thighs, I may not see all the definition I have, but I FEEL it. I feel my hard work, paying off. So remember, just because you can't "see" it, it is happening. Like when you get on the scale and it doesn't move for months, but you are down a clothes size or two, this is what you need to focus on. <br />
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This next picture, is very blurry and I am sorry for that. BUT...it is a defining picture for me. In this pic, I don't fit on the chair. But 22 years later, I do. See I have this kitchen table and chairs in my house. And the reason I can, is because I NEVER gave up on myself. I did doubt myself, too many times to count, but I never gave up. I have made it work. I pack my breakfast and lunch every day, along with healthy snacks and I workout 5-6 days a week. I don't drink shakes, take supplements or pop "magic" pills. I also don't spend hours, working out. I spend a max of 35 minutes working out. AND...I do my workouts in my bedroom on a tiny TV from the 90's! And let's not forget I do this after working a full day, with 2 kids at home. So quit making excuses. If I can workout with my kids, yelling at each other, running right in front of me, so can you. My kids are 6 3/4 and 8, they are BEYOND ACTIVE, but I still make it work. <br />
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There have been days when I thought I should stop my blog and IG. I think sometimes, when followers, "unfollow" me, that I am just annoying. For that I am sorry. But then I see a pic like this, a pic that is PROOF, that significant weight loss is possible and it's possible without a fad diet or gym membership. It is also possible to do it at any age. I am a true believer that everything happens for a reason. I know I was heavy, for a reason. I know I found this pic, for a reason. I think it will give someone that is struggling, hope and motivation. They will see me at 250++ and then me at 155, and go OK, "If she can do it, I can do it". I also hope people see my after pics and go, "OK, you don't have to weigh 120 pounds to be fit". </div>
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-28962651186227966222013-10-03T07:15:00.000-07:002013-10-03T13:54:29.709-07:00Laughter truly is the best medicineAs many of you know, yesterday was a big day for me. A BIG OLE SCARY DAY! I won't lie, going into this, I let my mind go to some pretty awful places. I am going to be 100% real with you and share them.<br />
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1. The moment the doctor felt the lumps, I immediately thought, "I can't leave my babies, I just can't, they NEED me".<br />
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2. OK so is the real reason I have a blog and IG because I am going to have breast cancer and share the process with everyone.<br />
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3. By sharing this, will I actually save someones life? Being this open, just might encourage someone to go get a mammogram. I know it took my mom and friend, Tiffany, to get me to go for mine. I cancelled my first apt. because I had strep. BUT thankfully, my doctor's nurse called me personally and told me I HAD to do it.<br />
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4. After my apt. last Friday, I get home and watch Basketball Wives and it is the episode where Tammy and Evelyn meet with a woman that saw them get mammograms, so she got one. THIS....saved her life! So was this yet another sign???<br />
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5. My apt. was the second day of October, which is breast cancer awareness month. Ummm.....sign???<br />
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So as you can see, I am a worrier. I play little games with myself and get all worked up. UGH...wish it wasn't true, but that's just me.<br />
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Yesterday I went into the apt. with a good attitude. Well as good as I could, for me. I went in thinking that NO MATTER what the outcome, I will get through it. First stop was the mammogram. Let me tell you, a diagnostic mammogram is NOT like your regular mammogram. Oh dear Lord, I had know idea my boobies could move like that. It was put your arm here, kinda stick your behind out here, so we can get you closer. OK now don't breath and don't move. AND....let's do that 42674 times! OK next stop, I get to go sit in a waiting room, in my skirt, no bra or top, just the lovely gown that opens in the front, with 6 other women! So me being the funny girl I say, "oh yay we all get to sit together with our boobies out". Crickets.... Come on ladies, let's make this fun. Not happenin! So we all sat there in silence and watched HGTV. I decided to text my sis and Ray. We had some fun, at least! :) As I sat and got comfy, they came back to get me for some more boobie maneuvering. DANGIT, I thought I was clear!! This scared me some. The tech told me she needed to get films of some "vessels"???? Oh well, all these pics can't hurt, they will only help. After that it was back to the boob waiting room. An hour later, I head to sono. I got to lay on a nice comfy bed and look up at one tile that was painted like a blue sky with clouds. So hey, it could have been worse, right! This part scared me even more than mammo. The tech kept focusing on one area, the area that I wasn't as scared about, but was now. I could hear the machine take the pics and hear it zoom. And it hurt. This area is so tender. After she spent a good 20 minutes on that boob, we were on to the next. I had to be propped up, of course because when I am laying down, my boob is pretty much under my armpit! BUT....that is ok, I am going to embrace these healthy boobies from here on out! After she finished she sent the films to the doctor and I waited. Then came the knock and the doctor shaking my hand as I am laying there with my arm over my head and both boobs, under my armpits. SEX-AY! NOT!!!! And of course he just had to be attractive! SO....he wanted to take one more look at the right boobie. He said what is causing the lump and pain, is breast tissue. He was almost 100% sure. He only has to be 98%, so that was comforting! This is when I was able to breath and truly feel OK. The left side is just fibrous and changes when my hormones do, during my cycle. Ok, I can live with that. AND...I can live with the right one hurting me, until I hit menopause. I go back in 6 months for a re-check to make sure nothing has changed. I walked out to meet Ray with a huge smile on my face and gave him 2 thumbs up!! <br />
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As we rode home, I wondered, will all the ladies I sat with, be as lucky as me??? I pray that they will be. I hope that even if they don't get as good news as I did, the never lose hope that they can fight harder than they have every fought, to kick cancer's ass. Cancer doesn't have to be a death sentence. This is why early detection is SO important!! It is OK to be scared, but you have to do it. If you are due for a mammogram, please go. If you know someone that is due, please encourage them to go. I am one of the biggest chicken shits I know, when it comes to medical stuff, so if I can do this, anyone can! <br />
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There you have it, a day in the life of me and my boobs! Thank you all for the love and support through this scary time! It means more to me than you will ever know. And if you are scared to go and want to ask me any questions, please email me. I will ALWAYS email back! <br />
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LoriLori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-74394193376109710682013-10-01T12:31:00.002-07:002013-10-01T12:31:37.696-07:00October GoalsHappy October! I LOVE this month! It is full of yummy smells and tastes, like caramel, bonfires, pumpkin and chili! It is also the month my hubby, my daughter, 2 of my nieces and many other fabulous people, in my life, were born in. It is also the month that holds my favorite holiday, Halloween! And this year I am going to a fabulous party on the 26th, to celebrate just that! <br />
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I figured with so much celebrating going on, I best set some goals to stick to! So the first one is the squat challenge. I started this last Monday and so far, so good! But like I told my girl Wendy, if this does not make my rump, high and tight, I may have to cut a biotch! I kid I kid....maybe?!?!? Tonight is 100 squats....eek! And yes, I do them all at once. I figure why not get in some REAL burn.<br />
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Next goal, kickboxing 3 times a week, tabata twice a week, and weight training, twice a week. Just a little experiment I am doing. In November, I plan to do Ripped, so I want to be able to compare months. I just love kickboxing and got the best results ever, from it. Every time I am done, I feel it in my abs. If you don't believe that kickboxing does wonders for your mid-section, do 150 crunches, the night before, to get your abs sore and then do kickboxing. This way you "feel" exactly where all those kicks are working their magic. It's the BEST crunchless, ab workout, around! :)<br />
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Last goal for the month, stay positive. I have my diagnostic mammogram tomorrow followed by a bilateral sonogram of both breasts, with a possible biopsy. SO...it's time to put my big girl panties on and think positive. It's sad for me to think that I have ALWAYS hated my boobs so much, when there on women out there losing theirs, every single day. This also reminded me that as women, we "hate" too much about ourselves. We are always wishing we were thinner, younger, prettier, smarter, etc. Life is too short for such negative energy. Embrace what God gave you. Of what "whoever" gave you. Yes, my boobies sag and have stretch marks. And yes, my legs have lose skin and cellulite. SO WHAT! At least I have healthy legs and boobs that are still mine. So when you look in the mirror the next time, embrace just how beautiful you are. Because I guarantee you, what we all see, is not what you see. And if you are over 40 or have a history in your family, of breast cancer, make your mammogram appt. DO NOT BE AFRAID!!!!!!! This is breast cancer awareness month. SO if you know someone that is scared to go, encourage them. Heck, go with them. It is NOT that bad. It is over in minutes and it did NOT hurt. I am blessed to have my hubby going with me tomorrow. My beautiful friend Tiff also said she would go and hold my hand or boob, if need be. :) Tomorrow night I am having dinner with 2 of my childhood friends (Tiff being one) because Lord knows I will need a drink or ten! But as my mom always tells me, no matter what happens, it could always be worse. This my friends, is so true....<br />
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LoriLori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-12884511388534350202013-09-19T10:01:00.001-07:002013-09-19T11:13:43.412-07:00Thankful Thursday...Today I was asked by the absolutely lovely, Jenna @ <a href="http://jennaraeeveryday.blogspot.com/">http://jennaraeeveryday.blogspot.com/</a> to join a link up, called Thankful Thursday! I of course said yes, because A. I LOVE Jenna and B. I am one blessed girl and have so much to be thankful for. I feel like lately, there has been so much negative in the world that why not focus on all that we DO have to be thankful for, not what we wish was different. So here goes!<br />
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1. I am so thankful to have the most amazing parents in the world. They have loved me no matter what! And let's just say this, at times, I have not been so lovable. They have taught me that it could always be worse. And they are right. A few years ago, when I was having a REALLY rough time, my mom told me to STOP focusing on what I don't have and look at ALL that I do have. Boy was she right. Life is just too short to not enjoy all that you have. Sure we all wish we had more money, were thinner and prettier, but none of THAT, will every make you truly happy....<br />
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2. My babies. OMG I cannot tell you how amazing these two are. They make me laugh every single day. For example the other day, Liv asked me what the doctor did when I had my colonoscopy. Yeah, she is odd like that. Any who, when I explained to her that they had to take a camera and explore inside mommy, her response was this...."YOU mean they took a cell phone and put it in your butt?" "I mean did they text what they saw?" I sh*t you not, this is what my child said! I guess to a kid born in 2006, a camera is a phone. :) And then there is Drew, my sweet little boy. The one that tells my he thinks I am beautiful and the best mommy ever, at least 10 times a day. He too makes me laugh, every day. On Monday night, from the kitchen I hear, "Oh man, my right ball hurts". I could not help but burst out in laughter. I looked at Ray and said, "ok this one is yours". hahah!! Thankfully, all was well in the old "ball" dept. I am pretty sure his sister "accidentally" kicked him. Just sayin... <br />
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3. My husband. The one that I refused to let get away. We have been up and down and way down but we never gave up. We have been together 10 years and married 9. (these numbers were reversed, until my girl Marcy, pointed out to me, my mistake...I am blonde after all ) :) I can honestly say, I am happier than I have ever been. We FINALLY get each other. We know how to fight and we know how to love. So it all balances out. He knows that when I have PMS, to just walk away and let me fly off the handle. And I know when he just needs his ESPN, its ok. I have learned over the years that NOTHING worth fighting for is easy. Love is hard. Especially true love. You must take the good with the bad. <br />
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4. All of the amazing women I have become friends with, thanks to IG! Aly, Darci, Jenna, Sara, Marcy, April, Michelle, Wendy, Danielle....just to name a few. I absolutely adore these women. And I get to meet a few of them IRL, in 6 weeks!!!! SO EXCITED! I know we will laugh until we cry and make these girl's weekends, a regular thing!<br />
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5. I am thankful that I have had to struggle in life. Because it has made me stronger than I ever thought possible. I am thankful for my too small of a house, my 10 year old car, my ability to buy only things that are on sale. I am also thankful that money truly doesn't mean sh*t to me. Yes, it would be nice to have more. BUT....only so I could share the wealth. No matter what you might think of me, based on what you see in pics or read here, I really am just a simple girl. What makes me happy is being with my family. Yep, a night at home with my loved ones by my side, is ALL I NEED! :)<br />
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And there you have it! Just a few things I am thankful for....<br />
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XO,<br />
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<br />Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-82607939225182730782013-09-11T11:16:00.000-07:002013-09-11T11:16:01.364-07:00That one pair...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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With it being 9/11, this post will be short...but it relates to that very day, 12 years ago..<br />
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So in my house, I do my own laundry as does my hubby. Not sure why, but it has been this way, since we started dating. I can't complain it's one less person's crap I have to fold...lol Any who, last night Ray told me he was going to do laundry. Mind you this was at 9:30 and I had one eye open, barely. I told him that I had clothes in the dryer that I just couldn't fold. I told him could just shove them up his ass. Yes, I seriously said that. BUT....it was in a sweet way, that made him laugh. I figured they would show up, unfolded, on the couch, when I woke in the morning. To my surprise, they were ALL neatly folded and waiting for me, on the bathroom sink. OK here comes the weird part....on top of that pile, was the pair of underwear I bought the evening of 9/11, at a different Duane Reade, across from my office. See I spent the night in my office on 9/11 because my apartment was part of the crime scene. In fact, we weren't allowed to move back in until after the Thanksgiving holiday. I actually lived at The Waldorf Astoria, until I could move back to my apartment. The Waldorf (and many other hotels) was kind enough to offer rooms, at a special rate, for those of us displaced after 9/11. <br />
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I have not worn those "Hanes Her Way" cotton briefs since 9/12/01. That's right, they have been packed away in a dresser drawer since I moved back home in 03. Here is my question....is this a sign of some sort???? I mean if you read my blog, you know I only wear thongs. SO...why did these undies appear? Liv and I cleaned my room, this weekend, so maybe she pulled them out and they got mixed up with dirty laundry. But how strange is it that not only did Ray fold my laundry, he placed that pair of undies, on the top of the pile. I am going to take it as some sort of a sign. A good sign, that it is OK for me to grieve, every year. It is OK for me to sob, for no reason at all, except for the fact that it is 9/11. It is OK, that I will never be able to erase those horrible images from my brain. It is ALL OK, because it is a part of ME. It has taught me to love harder, forgive easier, live ever day like it might be my last AND....I never ever go a day without telling my babies and my husband that I love them at least 20 times. So if you are reading this, reach out to those you love, forgive someone that has hurt you and live this day like it is your last... <br />
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-11000610469800886412013-09-10T09:38:00.000-07:002013-09-10T09:38:50.690-07:00So what....Today I am doing a random post of all the things I have recently said, "so what" to! <br />
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So what if I started to walk out of the house yesterday, with mouthwash, still in my mouth!<br />
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So what if after I did that, I had to run back in to apply deodorant, that I had forgot to put on.<br />
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So what if Liv got raisin bran and milk ALL over her uniform and I told Ray if she doesn't wear the polo dress I gave her to put on, she can just go naked! (don't worry, she wore clothes)<br />
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So what if I started to ball like a baby, when I saw 9/11 footage on Sunday. It is part of me and I can't control it.<br />
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So what if I did tabata yesterday and wanted to DIE!!! <br />
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So what if I am looking forward to Honey Boo Boo's episode tomorrow night. I want to see June commit to Sugar Bear, so there! <br />
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So what if I cleaned my entire bedroom except the closet. It will get done, when it gets done! <br />
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So what if I ate REALLY good yesterday, JUST so I could have some white wine. Some days, you just gotta go with it. <br />
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So what if I went to the grocery store for a "few" things and spent $225. Eating clean aint cheap! And yes, I know that aint, aint a word.<br />
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So what if I correct my children's grammar like a crazy woman. I am a stickler for it!<br />
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So what if this morning Liv asked me why I wear underwear up my butt (I wear thongs) every day and I told her, "because this way I don't have to keep picking my butt all day, it just stays up there". Hey, its the truth!<br />
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So what If I am excited that my mother-in-law coming over tonight, for a pizza party....no cooking and no dishes! <br />
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So what if I keep looking for airfare to Florida for Thanksgiving even though I vowed to NEVER travel during that time again! Yeah, having the check-in line at LaGuardia be wrapped around the ENTIRE airport, DID ME IN. BUT....I miss my Florida family. <br />
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So what if I wish I could start my own business where I go to people's houses to try and kick start them on their lifestyle change. I could workout with them and show them how to prep and what to prep, to eat clean.<br />
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So what if have 2 super full baskets of laundry to put away....at least it is clean and folded!<br />
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So what if I FINALLY unpacked my last bag, from our July Florida trip. I could have just waited until I needed it for Chicago, in November. :)<br />
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So what if I CANNOT wait to meet so many amazing women, in November, in Chicago. And so what if I already consider them close friends, even though we have yet to meet IRL! <br />
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So what if I am already thinking of what to wear for my Chicago trip....I'm weird like that.<br />
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OK that is it for now! I hope you are all having a fabulous Tuesday...<br />
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XO<br />
Lori <br />
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I was nominated by one of my favorite bloggers, Amanda @ My Very Own Modern Family, for a Sunshine Award. I just love her and hope to meet her IRL! :) <br />
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1. What is your greatest accomplishment? My babies, Drew and Liv<br />
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2. Manicures or do your own
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5. What is your favorite board
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6. Where do you rank in birth order with your siblings (if any)? I am right smack in the middle. I am one of 3 girls. <br />
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What is the one city you want to visit before you die? San Diego<br />
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9. What is your go-to recipe for a potluck? Low fat buffalo chicken dip<br />
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$5000 gift card, which store would it be for? J Crew Factory <br />
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1. Your "first time", regret or no regret<br />
2. Best concert you have ever been to<br />
3. Vanilla or chocolate<br />
4. Dream Car<br />
5. Have you ever been in a fist fight <br />
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And the nominees are:<br />
Darci @ <a href="http://www.stronglyfeminine.com/">http://www.stronglyfeminine.com/</a><br />
Jenna @http://jennaraeeveryday.blogspot.com/ <br />
Pat @ <a href="http://patriciariley.blogspot.com/">http://patriciariley.blogspot.com/</a><br />
Wendy @ A Daily Dose of Del Signore<br />
Ashley @ <a href="http://ahoppuslife.blogspot.com/">http://ahoppuslife.blogspot.com/</a><br />
Alicia @ <a href="http://brewlovingmama.blogspot.com/">http://brewlovingmama.blogspot.com/</a><br />
Meredith @ <a href="http://mereyrae.blogspot.com/">http://mereyrae.blogspot.com/</a><br />
Ashleigh @ <a href="http://www.life-inbloom.com/">http://www.life-inbloom.com/</a><br />
Meredith @ <a href="http://www.life-inbloom.com/">http://www.life-inbloom.com/</a><br />
Tara @ <a href="http://www.generousimpulses.com/">http://www.generousimpulses.com/</a><br />
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-52352287633664821442013-08-28T11:40:00.000-07:002013-08-28T11:40:38.778-07:00Saying, "I can't have that", will make you want "that".Happy Hump Day!! I still can't get over how hot it is! I know it's August and all, but hello, the leaves are starting to fall, so that means fall is coming, right?!?! I hope so! I will take one last weekend of some fun in the sun, and then it's time to say good-bye to sundresses and tank tops. I wan football, chili, sweaters and boots!<br />
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Today I want to touch on something that hit me, like a ton of bricks, last night. I no longer say, "oh I can't eat that". Yep, I allow myself, what I want (this actually happened when I ate some dark chocolate chips, followed by s few combos). WHY??? Because when you say, "oh I can't have that", this makes you want it even more. I realized last night that I have been living this way, since about January. And what do you know, I have been in the best shape of my life, I haven't had the urge to purge, I never feel deprived and I am 100% content, with who I am. Hmmm.... <br />
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It's funny that this all hit me last night, because one of my favorite fitness girls, JillFit, did a post on it, this morning. Her post is titled "How cheating more, will help you cheat less". I knew I loved this girl for a reason. She is SO right! She mentions that the whole "black and white" thing, doesn't work with successful weight loss. It only took me 40 years to truly get that one! You cannot lose weight and keep it off, saying you can't have certain things. Your "lifestyle change", MUST fit YOUR, specific needs. For instance, I am an ice cream addict! Yep, I MUST have it. So I knew I had to keep this in my normal rotation of foods. This is why I can NEVER eat 100% clean. It's just not in my DNA! I like stuff like, wine, ice cream, Doritos, that yummy cheese dip, you get at Mexican restaurants, egg rolls, sour candy....just to name a few. But what I do now, is have that as a treat. Like when we go to the movies, I don't think twice about eating popcorn, milk duds and chocolate covered raisins. I mean it, no guilt at all! I sit back, enjoy the movie and my treats. I am now in the mindset that I can have bad stuff, and when I do, it doesn't mean the whole day is shot. We usually go to the movies before noon, on the weekends. It is way cheaper...lol So for breakfast, I will have my oatmeal pancakes and some form of protein. Then when we get home have lunch, I eat clean, as well. And that night, if I want wine, it's ok. I just make sure, my dinner is healthy and "clean". And I don't gain weight or eat this stuff and go, "OMG I am such a cow". But boy I sure did, a year ago. <br />
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I am in a pretty predictable eating routine now. SO....I know to "plan ahead" for my so-called "bad" foods. Like I know we eat out more on the weekends, so I make adjustments during the week, for this. Or if I have a GNO during the week, I plan ahead for certain workouts that will burn more and I eat more strict. Then when I got to "half price bottles of wine", night, I don't feel an ounce of guilt. <br />
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Planning a head is HUGE, in weight loss. As is allowing yourself what you are craving. When you are craving chips, measure them out and stick to the serving size. You will be amazed that this is enough, to satisfy your craving. AND...once you have it, you won't feel the need to binge. It's these little things, that keep you on the right track. I think this is why Weight Watchers is so successful, for so many people. You get to eat what you want, based on your points. I have many friends that have been super successful at this. Like they save up points for nights out of Mexican food and wine. So it's kind of like how I live my life. I plan ahead accordingly, for what I might eat. I do this with my workouts as well. On days I haven't eaten as much as I should, my workouts are lighter. And then when I eat more, I workout more. BUT...I always balance it out, to make sure I am eating enough. Don't ever want to slip below what my body needs. <br />
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One thing that has REALLY helped me not feel deprived, is making some "bad" food, good! If you want a burger and fries...take a red potato and a sweet potato, cut them up into cubes, add some olive oil, a little garlic powder and red pepper flakes, roast @ 450 for about 20 minutes. Then take some 99% lean turkey, spice it up with hot sauce and Worcestershire sauce and broil. This is one of my FAVORITE meals! Who needs McDonald's anyway!! Oh and I replaced my ketchup addiction with many different flavors of mustard! I like jalapeno, sweet & spicy and Dijon, to name a few! <br />
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Do NOT be afraid of food! Make it your friend. Ok I know that sounds stupid, but it is true! I used to literally be afraid of food! I would get nervous about eating food, because I thought every ounce of it, whether it was healthy or unhealthy, would make me gain weight. Now I actually enjoy eating and don't "think" about it. Also try new things, things you think you won't like! You might be surprised. And....make your food as esthetically pleasing, as possible. Make it "pop", with color. This will also really help. Mind games people, they work...lol!!!<br />
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Hope you are all enjoying your week so far! I am SO ready for one last 3 day weekend....I need to clean my closet...ick!<br />
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XO,<br />
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-33845936756466759192013-08-27T07:36:00.001-07:002013-08-27T07:36:33.548-07:0020 Random weight loss "things" about me!Happy Tuesday! It is hotter than a 2 peckered goat, in a sheep field, here in lovely IL! It's almost too hot to swim! Well unless you have a cooler stocked with wine and beer and margaritas! Oh and a pool boy that looks like Bradley Cooper. Sorry....I side tracked!<br />
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On IG, this past week, a lot of people were listing 20 random things about themselves, me included. So it gave me an idea for a blog post. I thought I would share 20 random things about my weight loss. Some will be kinda funny and some might be considered sad. BUT....they are all a part of me!<br />
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1. When I was in junior high, I weighed 210+ pounds and couldn't do any of the things we needed to, for the President's Physical Fitness Test. It was beyond embarrassing, and I was made fun of...A LOT. Gee you think the effing short shorts and tank tops, had something to do with it! <br />
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2. I am the only one in my entire family, that has EVER had a weight problem. I have 2 stunning sisters that are not only beautiful, but naturally thin. Those skinny things could eat whatever they wanted...bitches!! :o) <br />
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3. I used to be a size 38DDD. Oh yes, just call me Dolly Parton. Funny thing...I share a birthday with Dolly. Hmmmm... I am now a 34C, but wear a 34D minimizer, due to the loose skin in my tatas!<br />
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4. The first a-ha purchase for me, when I lost weight was a pair of Guess Jeans. They were sized 1-4, 4 being the biggest. To say I SQUEEZED into the size 4 (biggest size) would be an understatement. I had to lie down to get them zipped. But in my mind, I hit a goal and NSV!<br />
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5. I used to have to stop, when running, after only about 3 minutes. I would be so winded and my thighs would rub together and cause a big nasty rash. Now...I can run a mile in 9 minutes without any problem. <br />
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6. I lost the bulk of my weight by simply walking. I started at a slow and steady pace, for 20 minutes and worked my way up to a fast paced, power walk, for 30 minutes. Walking is one of the best things you can do, when trying to lose weight. It's easy on the joints and will get those pounds off!<br />
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7. I used to do Jane Fonda and Richard Simmons workout videos. Oh boy was this a fun time! Jane was like JM and Richard, well he was fun! Unfortunately, I think I just ate after those workouts.<br />
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9. I have been on every fad diet known to man! I did slim fast, the hot dog diet, the cabbage soup diet, the Atkins diet (for one second), the grapefruit diet, the starve yourself diet, the binge and purge diet...and so on. NOT ONE OF THEM, ever worked!<br />
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10. I used to want to be thin, so I could have a boyfriend. Yep, I sure did. This is why I did all those stupid diets. HA! What the heck was I thinking! <br />
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11. Growing up, I ALWAYS wore a t-shirt over my swimsuit. I was a size women's 14, while my friends were still in kids sizes. My mom would let me get the "miracle suit" in hopes that I could hide my fat. Pretty sure, that didn't work.<br />
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13. One time at a restaurant, I was with my ex and two of the waitresses, were snickering at me, calling me fat, saying "why is he with HER". What did my ex do, told them I was his friend. Yep, he sure the hell did.<br />
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14. I wouldn't go para sailing because I didn't want to tell them my weight. They had to know, and would then radio it, to the boat driver. Yep, I was just too ashamed.<br />
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16. One time, in softball, after I lost a few pounds, my coach said, "wow, you aren't as fat anymore". Yep, a grown ass man, at a Christian School, said this to me, in front of everyone.<br />
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Being overweight is hard on so many levels. It can beat you down, take away your confidence, your self worth and your pride. It hides many a smile and brings many tears. BUT...you can defeat it. You can wake up, say, "I AM DONE" and never look back. I know this, because that is what I did. It took me a good 2 years, to lose 75 pounds.<br />
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The other 40 pounds, came off in the next 5-10 years. But you know what, it stayed off, because slow and steady wins the race. YOU....have to want it, for the right reasons. Only YOU can convince YOU, that YOU are ready. You can look to others for motivation and inspiration, but at the end of the day, you are in control. You will cry, you will cuss, you will say f*ck this, more times than you can count. BUT...that is ALL a part of the journey. You have to go through the motions and FEEL, every single emotion, known to man. You will hit plateaus, you will not see the scale move for weeks or even months. BUT....it will all work itself out. Don't use "Haters" as your motivators, use yourself. Prove to the old you, that the new you, is one tough cookie! Tell that old you, buh-bye for good. But take with you, all that you have learned. Don't change that inner you, tweak it a bit, but don't let being "thin" make you into something you aren't. <br />
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-35017732522605954562013-08-21T07:11:00.001-07:002013-08-21T07:11:19.969-07:00Unhealthy habits are SO NOT worth it!I wanted to touch on unhealthy ways of trying to lose weight. I have tried MANY!! BUT....when I was trying them, I never once thought about what they might do to me, in the long run. I see so many people, wanting to lose weight so desperately, that they will do whatever it takes, just to get them <br />
"skinny". As you know, I was one of them. I see people I know using desperate means, to get skinny, fast. They use "diets" that will help them drop X pounds, in X amount of time. They choose methods that won't allow them to exercise, because they aren't consuming enough calories. Ok what is wrong that that sentence?!??! How can exercise be excluded in a weight loss journey??? This just blows my mind. I hear ads for this "wonder diet" on the radio. Women bragging, that they lost 30 pounds in 6 weeks and didn't have to exercise. Ok here comes the harsh reality of this, you will in fact, gain that weight back. Once you are "allowed" to eat food, your body will hold on to every single calorie. WHY??? Because you put your poor body into starvation mode. You cannot dip below a certain amount of calories and NOT workout and be successful at weight loss, for long term. I was there, I was bulimic for years. And all I got from it was this, MAJOR depression, MAJOR body dysmorphic disorder issues, MAJOR dental issues (12 cavities, 2 root canals, 2 crowns and now I need a dental implant), MAJOR mood swings, hair loss and brittle nails. SO....is a quick fix to "skinnydom" worth it. F*CK NO!!!!!!!!!!! Skipping meals will also not get you healthy and fit. Don't be afraid to eat!! And don't be afraid of weight training. To get that fit and trim body, you MUST do cardio AND weights. This combo burns calories and fat and tightens what is left, up! <br />
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I know the high you get, from losing weight. I know how good it feels, when people notice. It is addictive. But remember, when the weight comes back on, because you put your body through hell, all that goes away. The "high" you should want to achieve, is the one you get from feeling STRONG, FIT and IN CHARGE OF YOUR HEALTH. These are the things that will keep you feeling amazing. It's those feelings that will last forever, if you do it the right way. I promise you, slow and steady wins the race. I know, because it took me over 2 years, to lose the first 75 pounds. After that, it took me a good 3-5 years to get the rest off. And in this journey, I slipped a few times, but knew the "right way" to get back on track. I have only fluctuated up, 20 pounds in the last oh, 15 years. If you ask me, that is success. I will take a gain of 20 pounds, after losing 115. I had to fail many times, to get here though. AND THAT IS OK! <br />
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It makes me so sad, to see so many people, only want to be skinny and do it the quick fix way. And I know I cannot tell them, it won't work. I know this first hand, you must figure it out on your own. I wish people knew just how much yummy food you can eat, and still lose weight. I wish they knew that working out 20-30 minutes a day, at home and eating clean foods, will get you there. And it will get you there without ever feeling like you are on a shitty diet. <br />
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I guess what I am really trying to get across is this, if you want to lose weight and be successful, take the word diet out of your vocabulary. Go into with the attitude that it's a way of life now. Don't do it because you have a wedding to go to, or be in, so you want to look your best. That "skinny pic" of you, is not worth all the shit you are doing to your body and mind. Remember, if all those magical breakthrough "diets" worked, and worked for long term, no one would have weight issues. You need a plan that teaches you how to eat, to lose. Not one that tells you, not to eat, to lose. <br />
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Like I said, I have been there, so I get it ALL! The high you get is great and it's one you always dreamt of. You know when people stop and say, "Oh my God you look amazing, how did you do it". Make your answer be this, "I just decided it was time to get healthy and fit". And when you say it, mean it. Own that shit, 10000000%. <br />
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-75027758040334116122013-08-20T07:26:00.001-07:002013-08-20T07:27:06.422-07:00Random things about me! Today is going to be a random post about me! Just some things that not a lot of people know, about ole Lori!<br />
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1. I cannot eat a Twizzlers without tying it in a knot first. I am being dead serious. This little diddy started years ago. <br />
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2. I have actually been on a boat, in the Gulf of Mexico, that sunk. AND...we had to be rescued by the Coast Guard even though my mom and dad TRIED.... to get all that water out, with their Evian bottles. You know, the little bottles. Watching them try, made this awful experience, just a tad funny. :)<br />
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3. I CANNOT stand, when people air their dirty laundry on FB. Especially when it is related to their family. AND....while I am at it, the whole "let's post a cryptic message, so people will ask me what is wrong", annoys the shit out of me as well. If you are FB friends with me, you can see that all I ever really post anymore, is kid stuff. Not a day goes by that I don't log on and shake my head, at posts...<br />
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4. I just don't get the whole, "lets post negative comments on IG pics". I am 100% for not agreeing with what someone posts, I know I don't agree with it all and Lord knows people get annoyed by my posts. BUT...I was raised by parents who taught me this, "if you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all". Vent that sh*t to your friends or spouse.<br />
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6. I have never had biscuits and gravy. How is this possible??? I am a Midwestern girl, that grew up with my mom and Grandma making this. I think it is the texture thing for me. I just cannot do sausage gravy. From what I hear, I am missing out! :)<br />
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7. When I was younger, my lovely feet stunk so bad (from wearing tennis shoes and no socks) that after a trip to the happiest place on earth (Disney World), my parents pulled over the car and made me put my shoes in the trunk. #truestory<br />
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8. When I lived in NYC, I could not get used to women referring to their purses as "pocketbooks". I mean that is what my Grandma called it. I am a "purse" or "handbag" girl. Just can't do "pocketbook", until I am pushing at least 70. If you are bored, go to Urban Dictionary and see some of the lovely things referred to as "pocketbooks". :)<br />
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9. I have never owned expensive make-up or any other beauty products. I am a Maybelline/Cover Girl, kinda gal! Oh and I don't wear foundation. And to highlight my cheek bones, I use good old fashioned Vaseline! I don't even buy expensive hair care products. I guess what I am trying to say here is this, I am very frugal when it comes to "grooming". :o) I JUST started getting my hair professionally colored, this year. I am still giving Amy (my friend and hair doer) shit, for not giving me an intervention, regarding my hot mess hair, years ago! <br />
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10. I was born in Effingham, IL. My first home was a trailer in Beecher City, IL. I would NOT change this for the world. I grew up with hard working parents, that raised me with good, ole fashioned, Midwestern values. I know what it is like to struggle, to not know how a bill will get paid. I know that money does not and will not, buy you happiness. I don't give 2 shits what you do for a living or how much money is in your bank account. I have friends from all walks of life. Some are unemployed, some cannot work, due to a disability and some are attorneys and computer genius's, I love them ALL the same. I think one of the ugliest traits someone can have, is "arrogance". One of the best, "humility". <br />
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Hope you all are having a fabulous day! Is it Friday yet???? <br />
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XO,<br />
Lori<br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">9. Help my hubby get in some exercise. This poor man has not had a day off in weeks. He has been putting in SO much mandatory OT, so it’s hard for him to find time to work out. I know how much he wants to get himself in shape, so I am making it my goal, to get him there. I also hope to take him somewhere fun, to show just how much we appreciate all his hard work. </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> Coming home <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://0/" x-apple-data-detectors-result="0" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors="true">at 9:00</a> on a<a href="x-apple-data-detectors://1/" x-apple-data-detectors-result="1" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors="true">Friday night</a>, after working the whole week, just isn’t fun for anyone. </span></div>
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Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-40298905170873172602013-08-13T08:13:00.001-07:002013-08-13T08:13:56.897-07:00Don't make your goal be "skinny"<br />
Today I wanted to touch on goals and expectations. I think they go hand in hand, when trying to lose weight.....<br />
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When I started losing weight I won't lie, I wanted to be skinny. I wanted to be skinny because it would get me a boyfriend and everyone would like me. Yep, when I was young, that is what I wanted. It was all about vanity back then. I would sit and look at my friends and wish so much I could be skinny, like them. I was so jealous of all the attention they got. I was jealous that they were never made fun of and people liked them, just based on their looks. The funny thing is, I was popular too. And maybe, just maybe, people liked me for me. But as we know, growing up is a BITCH! It's funny that now that I am fit, I do not like attention at all. I get all nervous and just don't know how to act. I am horrible in a crowd. I don't know how to stand or where to look. I am so awkward when it comes to that. I know you are all thinking, "hmmm....really Lori, you don't like attention, but you will post a pic of you, in a bikini, on IG". For me, that is just to show others, what my transformation is/was like. I want people to see that at ANY age, you can have a fit body. AND...it is OK, not to like everything about your body. Hell, I can't stand my thighs, they are saggy and have cellulite. BUT....they are 100 times better than they used to be. THIS is what I focus on now. What I like about them, not what I don't like. I like that they are long and that I can see some muscle definition. I can walk without them rubbing together and starting a fire. See this is way more fun that focusing on icky saggy skin and cellulite! :) <br />
So if I can share my flaws with people and my success at the same time, maybe it will give someone else hope or motivation, to get started. Maybe they will see me and go, "well she isn't perfect, BUT....she owns it and is healthy". THAT IS WHAT WE ALL NEED TO DO! Own the body you have. No matter what phase of your journey, you are in. <br />
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Another thing that works for me is making small goals. One thing I have realized, just over the past few months, setting "small" goals, is easier to stick to. For instance, instead of saying you are going to cut out all snacks, cut out one a day, for a week. If you stick to that, then add another snack, for the next week. Try doing one week of Ripped in 30, instead of saying you are going to stick to all 30 days. Once you get passed week 1, set a new goal, to get through another week and so on. If you want to kick your soda habit, do the same thing. Take baby steps, they lead to GIANT ones. If you want to start eating clean, take it one day at a time or even one meal at a time. Start out with a goal of eating one clean meal a day, for say 3 days. Once you hit that goal, add in 2 meals a day, for like 5 days. It's so much easier to stick with something long term, if you go into taking baby steps. I wish SO much I would have realized all of this 20 years ago. Instead of being healthy about my weight loss, and realizing it would in fact take a while, I went into it wanting a quick fix. I wanted to be "skinny" over summer break and come back to school and wow everyone. Oh dear GOD! That kind of thinking just makes me sad. My mom has always told me, "if losing weight was easy, honey, there would be no overweight people in the world." AND....if shakes and pills worked, we would all be rail thin! And she is so right. It is NOT easy, but it is SO worth the hard work. Oh and the whole, "but you don't understand" thing won't work on me. I understand it ALL! I have tried it all, I have failed at it all, so I get it, I really do. I know that it takes not only hard work and dedication, it takes the right mindset. You MUST go into this with having your ultimate goal be, "a fit and healthy you". Take that effing word "skinny" out of your vocabulary. Don't even put a clothing size as a goal. I think once we free our minds of all the "media expectations", everything starts to fall into place. Quit wanting to look like so and so. Your goal should truly be, to look like the best YOU, that you can. And that does not mean a size 2! The best you just might be a size 12. As long as you FEEL good in your own skin, are exercising in some form, and eating things that will fuel your body, you are doing OK. <br />
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Before I go, I will share some of my goals for August...<br />
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1. Continue to eat clean at least 5 days a week.<br />
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2. On the weekends, make at least one meal, 100% clean, each day. This is almost always, breakfast for me.<br />
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4. Eat what I want, with no guilt, one meal a week. If I do more than that, I seriously feel like shit. I am just at that point, where I can't handle all the processed crap. This is a good thing! :)<br />
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5. Do 25 weighted squats, 25 weighted plié squats, 50 crunches with 10 pound dumbbell 5 days a week.<br />
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Ok there you have it! I also want to do a lot of my workouts with the family. This will mean walks, bike rides and dancing our booties off, like no one is watching! Oh yeah, we break it down at the Flip house! <br />
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LoriLori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-72912604037283135712013-08-01T09:29:00.000-07:002013-08-01T09:37:53.621-07:00A little piece of me...I was just cleaning out old emails, and came across this story, that I did for our local paper, on the 10th anniversary of 9/11. I can't read it, without getting very emotional. It never fails, this time of year, is always hard for me. I am way more emotional and tend to get down. BUT...it will pass. I just have to grieve, because it's part of who I am now. <br />
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As the 13th anniversary approaches, I start to remember, what my life was like back then, and how far I have come. I thought I would share it all with you, because it truly is a huge part of who I am. That day was a HUGE wake up call for me. It made me realize just how short life can be. And when I start to feel down or sorry for myself, I try and remember just how lucky I am. Things could have gone SO differently that day. Life is a precious gift, that we ALL need to cherish. Enjoy every second you are given. Don't focus on all that you wish you had, focus on ALL that you do have... <br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ten years ago today, Filipiak was “on the front lines of a
war,” as she describes it. As one jetliner slammed into the twin towers of the
World Trade Center, Filipiak was moving swiftly in a subway train underneath
lower Manhattan’s streets as they filled with ash and human debris. At the same
moment in Springfield, Lori’s father Stan Sproat was trying to get a hold of
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“When I arrived at my office, my co-worker told me to call
my dad immediately. I found this a bit odd, because my dad never called me in
the morning. When I called my dad, he told me that a plane had hit the World
Trade Center. I was a bit concerned at this point because my apartment complex
sits right across the west side highway from the Twin Towers,” said Filipiak,
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“As this thing progressed, I thought, ‘I’ve been right
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(Lori) lived at ground zero and knew she walked in that general vicinity. I
remember when she called me back, I wasn’t here and she left a message … the
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“My girlfriend and I decided to go down and check it out. We
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“At one point, I could hear him choke back tears. This is
the very moment I knew that my life would be forever changed, that life as we
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innocence left … but it, too, was taken.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“I was so wired up, I mowed the lawn and it didn’t need it,”
he said about waiting to hear from his daughter. “I remember thinking, ‘I’ve
walked through there’ … I can remember my daughter and wife went shopping in
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“There are no words to describe what seeing that was like,”
Filipiak said. “When the first tower fell, I watched it from my office knowing
my (now) ex-husband was out there somewhere. I just remember sobbing
uncontrollably, thinking he was dead. By the grace of God, he was able to dive
into a restaurant entrance and keep safe from the rubble. At this point, there
was absolutely no cell phone service so we were out of contact. I was unable to
speak to any of my family. … Finally, hours later, my ex-husband walked into my
office, covered in soot and debris. He looked as if he had seen a ghost.
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Sproat said to this day, his daughter hardly ever talks
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“It’s still with her,” he said. “That was her home, even
though she was from Illinois … mentally, they were really affected by it,
probably more so than we realized.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">When Filipiak and her husband finally were allowed to return
to their apartment to live in December 2001, the building had been emptied —
either by tenants moving to a new locale, or by death during the attacks.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“It was very somber for a long time. We all had a bond that
we certainly wished we didn’t have. We all lost something that day. But we
vowed to stick it out in our neighborhood. We were not going to let those
horrible monsters take that away, too,” she said. “Life eventually got back to
normal.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">But Filipiak also describes the event as what woke her up.
She and her husband decided to part ways, and she moved back to Illinois as
family, she said, became her first priority after Sept. 11, 2001.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She is now married to Springfield native Ray Filipiak and
has two children, 6-year-old Andrew and 4-year-old Olivia. Ten years later,
she’s clearly still shaken — with an unflappable certainty that she will not be
able to forget that day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Every Sept. 11, I wake up and I am just so sad,” she said.
“I relive that day over and over again. I cannot look at a picture or hear
audio without losing it. No one in my close circle here in Springfield can
relate. It is just one of those things, that will forever be with me. I can’t
shake it. The smells, the sounds, the tears, the screams are forever burned
into my brain. I went back last May for a visit and it was so sad for me. I
miss those beautiful towers so much. They held so many wonderful memories for
me.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> XO,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> Lori <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Lori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-74099675222943697412013-07-30T07:33:00.000-07:002013-07-30T07:33:54.295-07:00A heath bar for breakfast???Today is just one of those days.... It is only 9:21 and I just ate a Heath mini. Yep, I sure did. AND...I have yet to eat my breakfast! It is rainy and I have PMS. But most importantly, I am human. I am by no means starving myself or depriving myself, of what I want. No guilt was involved either! :) It was only 50 calories after all! I can burn that of, chewing gum..lol! Sometimes you just have to eat what you KNOW is not good for you. I figure if I have that now, I will be good for the day! I mean I am still going to eat clean, from here on out! :)<br />
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Breakfast: 1/3 cup old fashioned oats, cooked and then I will add 1/3 cup fresh blueberries. SO YUMMY!! Those little berries just pop in the hot oatmeal.<br />
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Snack: Wait didn't I have it already???? Yep, but it doesn't count! So I will have my 40 calorie whole grain toast (2 slices) with all natural peanut butter.<br />
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Lunch: chick pea burger with whole grain rice and string beans<br />
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Snack: Watermelon<br />
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Dinner: Tonight is Turkey burgers and roasted sweet potatoes. I use the 80 calorie whole grain buns and scrape out the insides, of the top. Takes away a good 20 calories. I will have my roasted sweet potatoes with spicy mustard. SO YUMMY! Veggie will be roasted cauliflower.<br />
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Snack: Fage Greek Yogurt (o% plain) with a nectarine. <br />
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Workout today is JM Ripped in 30. I will also do 25 weighted crunches, 25 weighted plié squats, 50 weighted crunches and 50 push-ups. <br />
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There you have it! A day that started off with a mini Heath, with no guilt, will still be a good day!<br />
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Hope you all have a fabulous day! Eat a candy bar, if you feel like it! :)<br />
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XO,<br />
LoriLori @ fattofit41http://www.blogger.com/profile/09115214015474185806noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504393521626966323.post-77059312802846210862013-07-29T09:02:00.002-07:002013-07-29T09:03:18.531-07:00Motivation Monday<center>
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Today I thought I would tell you the top ten things that keep me motivated. Be prepared, some are pretty vain. But hey, if it keeps me going, then so be it!</center>
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1. My amazing children. I want to be on this earth with them for as long as I can. Even though, it cuts into my "play time" with them, they understand why mommy MUST work out.</center>
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2. Being able to wear ALL of the clothes in my closet. This is huge for me. It's the first time I can say that.</center>
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3. Old clothes that used to be tight, that are now fitting like a glove or are too big. This happened over the weekend, when I could get into my "Vegas dress" and actually feel great in it. Vain, yes, I know. BUT...for a girl who used to cringe at her image in the mirror, this is big.</center>
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4. Seeing my hard work pay off. In the past few weeks, I have seen it in my legs, the most. I still have that DAMN loose skin, but I now see some pretty shapely muscles shining through.</center>
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5. IG and bloggers that I follow. I cannot tell you how many times I have not wanted to workout, until I checked my phone. I see all these amazing women with super busy lives, giving it there all. SO...it pushes me, to go get my sweat on. Thank you ALL, for that!</center>
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6. My smile. Yes, this seems a bit weird, I know. BUT...for the first time in YEARS, I am actually showing my real smile. It is no longer forced. And it is NOT because I think I am pretty. That I doubt I will every truly feel. This natural smile comes from living my life. I am 100% happy. I don't care that I am not rich, or the thinnest, or that I have stretch marks and saggy tits. All I care about is that I give each day, my all. I have learned to take the good with the bad. I truly am stopping to smell the roses...</center>
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7. Emails and comments, from those that follow me. You all have NO idea how much it means to me, when people take the time to reach out. Especially those super sweet comments, that I am inspiring them. That means the WORLD to me! These sweet words keep me going. They motivate me to keep my health and fitness in check, because people are looking to me, for motivation as well!</center>
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8. The way that my hubby and I communicate now. A few years ago, I was one unhappy/miserable BIOTCH. Just ask Ray...lol It was because I was not working out, watching what I ate and allowing my whole self worth, to be based on that effing #, on the scale. Now I feel like a young couple in love. I have so much fun with my hubby and miss him, so much when we are apart. And I truly feel loved, by him. This did NOT come from me, losing weight. It has been 100% mental. Ray has loved me at any weight. What he loves so much about me now, I roll with the punches. I am NOT obsessed with what I eat and what I weigh...yay!!! Oh and he LOVES that I am no longer cutting myself down. This used to happen on a daily basis. I cannot and will not ever do that again, I have a daughter that looks up to me. So.....knowing that living a healthy lifestyle keeps me sane, a better wife and mom, motivates me to keep on truckin!</center>
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9. The ability to go out, eat what I want, and not care nearly as much as I used to, about gaining a gazillion pounds, over night. This shows me that I really am OK and that I know how to eat and workout, to maintain. HUGE for me!!! It keeps me motivated because of this, I "know", how to eat and workout to maintain, even when I have days or weeks, that I might fall of the wagon! Still working on the whole rest day thing though...</center>
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10. I look and FEEL better at 41, than I EVER thought possible. Yes, I know that I am being vain, once again. But so many people tell women, that once they hit 30, it is all downhill from there. NOT TRUE!!! You can achieve anything you want, through hard work and dedication. NO matter how young or old you are. Just seeing how far I have come in 6 months, motivates me, to see just how much farther I can go. Hell, maybe one day I will wear short shorts. Ummm.....THAT'S NEVER GONNA HAPPEN...EVER!!!!!!! :)</center>
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XO,</center>
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