Monday, June 1, 2009
THE FINAL WEIGH IN PARTY
Here are a few photos I wanted to share with those of you who did not make it to our party at Trader Ed's on Friday. Stephanie you look amazing. 30 lbs, no more baby fat for you. Hot momma to say the least!!
Monday, May 18, 2009
NEW SLIM DOWN BROADCAST THIS FRIDAY
We are all taking a field trip this Thursday to Provincetown to get my infamous belly ring!! We will not have a show tomorrow (Tuesday), we will however be showing you all the piercing details on Friday 5/22.!!
Watch and enjoy!!!
Watch and enjoy!!!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
WE CAN'T ALWAYS SEE THE RESULTS
After spin class last night I decided to celebrate the Mexican Holiday at Sam Diego's. I had purchased this fun top to go along with my party attire. Problem with this shirt is, it must be worn with a strapless bra. Early yesterday morning as I packed my bag I reached for my always dependable strapless bra, it has traveled to Cancun, Jamaica and Turks & Caicos.... you get the idea.....
My friend Amy Mac was waiting for me in the locker room as I dressed. I pulled the shirt over my head and to my despair, old faithful did not fit anymore. There was so much extra bra, it was distorting my new trendy top!! Amy and I had this brainstorm, it was a solution to my dilemma. Lets make the bra tighter by tying it in a knot. Amy struggled/fought with that garment for 5 minutes, finally, she got the two ends secured in a bow of sorts. Low and behold, my problem was fixed in the front!! As I turned around to check out my solved shirt issue, there were fits of laughter from behind me. By now, 2 other women had come into the locker room from spin class, watching the antics unfold. Amy had done such a good job with the knot, it now appeared as if I had a small tail or some type of appendage sticking straight out of my back!!!! Well... this solution certainly was not a keeper.
NOW WE CANNOT untie the terrific knot, my strapless has become permanently attached to my body.
We laughed and laughed, so loud that Heather came into the locker room to investigate the commotion!
Note to self: Even though the scale may not show huge progress, if you are consistent, hardworking and follow through on weight loss goals, it will happen!! Your results may show up in the strangest of places however.
Plans are currently underway to visit my old friend "Victoria" (Secret that is) this week for an update of my undergarments!!!!!
My friend Amy Mac was waiting for me in the locker room as I dressed. I pulled the shirt over my head and to my despair, old faithful did not fit anymore. There was so much extra bra, it was distorting my new trendy top!! Amy and I had this brainstorm, it was a solution to my dilemma. Lets make the bra tighter by tying it in a knot. Amy struggled/fought with that garment for 5 minutes, finally, she got the two ends secured in a bow of sorts. Low and behold, my problem was fixed in the front!! As I turned around to check out my solved shirt issue, there were fits of laughter from behind me. By now, 2 other women had come into the locker room from spin class, watching the antics unfold. Amy had done such a good job with the knot, it now appeared as if I had a small tail or some type of appendage sticking straight out of my back!!!! Well... this solution certainly was not a keeper.
NOW WE CANNOT untie the terrific knot, my strapless has become permanently attached to my body.
We laughed and laughed, so loud that Heather came into the locker room to investigate the commotion!
Note to self: Even though the scale may not show huge progress, if you are consistent, hardworking and follow through on weight loss goals, it will happen!! Your results may show up in the strangest of places however.
Plans are currently underway to visit my old friend "Victoria" (Secret that is) this week for an update of my undergarments!!!!!
Monday, May 4, 2009
IS THERE LOCKER ROOM ETIQUETTE FOR LADIES???????
I have been very aggressive about my work-outs this past week, which means I have been in the locker room, 2x per day, for the past 7 days.
My question is....Does bathroom etiquette exist for us? Men tend to be proud of their huge dumpectomies, but are we?
During last week, in the wee morning hours, I had just completed my workout. A relaxing shower was going to be great before I started work at 8:30 am.
The hot water was soothing my tired muscles, the soap streaming down my back. All of a sudden, there was a horrific odor tapping me on the shoulder! It hit me like a wall of stink.
I live with three young men, all who claim to be the smelliest (and the proudest of it) when it comes to, as my son would say, "Dropping a Deuce".
My regular exposure at home did not make it any easier there at the gym!
I immediately rushed out of the shower, barely breathing, worried the brown mist would stick to my damp my skin, making me look even tanner than I already am!
Dressing as fast as humanly possible, I began to blow dry my hair. The funky air was now being sucked through the blow dryer, onto my wet hair! I'm positive my hair will smell like the fog that slowly drifted into the changing area.
We have a very lovely ladies room which is in an entirely different location from our locker room.
One has to ask herself, should I share this with my fellow gym buddies or make an effort to move my business to an area which is designated solely for that purpose!!!!!
Opinions?
S. :)
I have been very aggressive about my work-outs this past week, which means I have been in the locker room, 2x per day, for the past 7 days.
My question is....Does bathroom etiquette exist for us? Men tend to be proud of their huge dumpectomies, but are we?
During last week, in the wee morning hours, I had just completed my workout. A relaxing shower was going to be great before I started work at 8:30 am.
The hot water was soothing my tired muscles, the soap streaming down my back. All of a sudden, there was a horrific odor tapping me on the shoulder! It hit me like a wall of stink.
I live with three young men, all who claim to be the smelliest (and the proudest of it) when it comes to, as my son would say, "Dropping a Deuce".
My regular exposure at home did not make it any easier there at the gym!
I immediately rushed out of the shower, barely breathing, worried the brown mist would stick to my damp my skin, making me look even tanner than I already am!
Dressing as fast as humanly possible, I began to blow dry my hair. The funky air was now being sucked through the blow dryer, onto my wet hair! I'm positive my hair will smell like the fog that slowly drifted into the changing area.
We have a very lovely ladies room which is in an entirely different location from our locker room.
One has to ask herself, should I share this with my fellow gym buddies or make an effort to move my business to an area which is designated solely for that purpose!!!!!
Opinions?
S. :)
Monday, April 27, 2009
A BAD DAY OVERALL........................
Waking up some mornings, no matter what you think is ahead of you that day, the day turns out worse than you were expecting, TODAY WAS ONE OF THOSE DAYS. :(
I spent the entire school vacation week on Hilton Head Island in SC. I drove alone for 18 hours, with 3 boys, which is a feat in itself. The place was to die for. Beautiful scenery, biking, fishing, swimming and crabbing. In an effort to stay on top of my competition, I started right in, early mornings, running around the harbor, then hitting the gym afterwards for weights. I packed protein drinks to keep focused on this contest. Somehow it got away from me. Maybe it was the Mickey Mouse pretzels or lack of water. When I got on my own scale this morning, I was not happy. Water weight? Muscle mass gained while away? I think not.
Stephanie and I have 4 weeks left, our final weigh in is on May 30 at Trader Eds. I hope to keep the faith, not give up, and continue to strive to be healthy, 20 lbs lighter and get a fab belly ring!!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
DREADING WEIGH IN TOMORROW
Fridays are not my favorite day of the week these days as you can imagine.
For the first time I was sizing Stephanie up at the gym today. Her physique is looking quite svelt!She wants to weigh in less then me tomorrow. You may pull it off this week Steph!
Losing over 20lbs is quite impressive! I'm proud of you! :)
Easter Sunday, those damm Sweet tart gummy bunnies started the downfall. Tuesday I turned 39 for the 7th time (dinner out with my sons) and Wednesday B'day dinner out with my girlfriends. I sent a photo of my dinner to Stephanie on Tuesday, grilled salmon and steamed broccoli. Hardly the kind of meal I want for a B'Day celebration from Olive Garden but I stayed focused!
Last night was a challenge. Clancy's in Dennisport, serves a huge glass of wine, I indulged. The scallop ceaser salad was on my plan however, the mud pie, which the ladies ordered while I used the room for rest, was unbelievable. Candle and song accompanied that beautiful piece of pie. I love you guys but Melinda, Weez, Sue G, Jean and Linda, you did not help a girlfriend stay on her diet!
4 weeks left........................................
Fridays are not my favorite day of the week these days as you can imagine.
For the first time I was sizing Stephanie up at the gym today. Her physique is looking quite svelt!She wants to weigh in less then me tomorrow. You may pull it off this week Steph!
Losing over 20lbs is quite impressive! I'm proud of you! :)
Easter Sunday, those damm Sweet tart gummy bunnies started the downfall. Tuesday I turned 39 for the 7th time (dinner out with my sons) and Wednesday B'day dinner out with my girlfriends. I sent a photo of my dinner to Stephanie on Tuesday, grilled salmon and steamed broccoli. Hardly the kind of meal I want for a B'Day celebration from Olive Garden but I stayed focused!
Last night was a challenge. Clancy's in Dennisport, serves a huge glass of wine, I indulged. The scallop ceaser salad was on my plan however, the mud pie, which the ladies ordered while I used the room for rest, was unbelievable. Candle and song accompanied that beautiful piece of pie. I love you guys but Melinda, Weez, Sue G, Jean and Linda, you did not help a girlfriend stay on her diet!
4 weeks left........................................
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
ADDING COMMENTS
I have been told and emailed that it is very difficult to add a comment to our blogs.
You can email me at susanmabile@comcast.net and I will post them for you.
When using the site, as you are prompted through the blog at the bottom to make a selection, choose google, type in the words you are asked to, then you will be promoted to add an email address and create a password.
Either way Stephanie and I look forward to your comments. I will add them as they come in to the blog site.
S
I have been told and emailed that it is very difficult to add a comment to our blogs.
You can email me at susanmabile@comcast.net and I will post them for you.
When using the site, as you are prompted through the blog at the bottom to make a selection, choose google, type in the words you are asked to, then you will be promoted to add an email address and create a password.
Either way Stephanie and I look forward to your comments. I will add them as they come in to the blog site.
S
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Fitness and Fish???????
Weekends are crazy around my house. Each young man has an agenda, especially my 14 year old. Saturday I wanted to get in a quick spin class, at 8:15am, before my son's social calender kicked into full gear. I rushed to Hyannis, knowing I had to be back to Chatham to take my youngest to the Annual Town East Egg Hunt by 10:00. While stopping home to get one of three, the oldest tells me to please hurry back, he and some friends are going fishing down the street. "OK, I'll be right back".
Easter Egg hunt did not go as planned, there were 12 secret hidden eggs containing numbers; those eggs entitled the finder to a prized Easter basket. My son did not find one. Disappointment was running down his cheeks the whole ride home. Somehow there are not words to comfort a little boy, who tried, but failed to find the golden egg! Good thing the Easter Bunny was coming tomorrow.
When I arrived home, its now time to get to the bait store. While the boys are in the bait store making their purchase, I dial my usual weekend call, my friend Melinda; I have labeled it our Seinfeld phone call. Two women who talk for 30 minutes about absolutely nothing. So great to have a friend like that....... Back to the bait store........
I see my son and his buddy leave the store with a bag of fish. LIVE FISH. Now bait to me means worms, even at that, the thought of sticking a live worm through a fishing hook is gross. Upon further questioning, I am assured they needed these 4" long silver fish to catch bigger fish. Did I mention they are in a clear trash like bag, tied securely, at the top, by a knot?
Back to the house for son #2 who wants to go paint balling.
Rain pouring down, the 2 fishermen now want a ride to the pond. I begin driving the car, not realizing the 27 silver fish have now gone from a secure plastic bag, into two uncovered beach sand buckets. At the time, the buckets did not immediately set off a red flag, I was more concerned with the snow shovels the boys had chosen to use as oars to paddle out in their boat.
Fast forward to the pond. I park & turn around to help get things out of the back seat. Suddenly one bucket, which no one is paying attention to, tips over! 15 LIVE FISH FLAPPING AROUND IN MY CAR, WATER EVERYWHERE. Fish under my seats, behind my seats and between my seats.
I have a self diagnosed case of "PARENTAL TURRETS". I had no recollection of the verbiage I used, however my sons' friend Helbling said I yelled out a few expletives! This condition also occurs during my sons hockey games, when an opposing team player slams him into the boards I tends to yell with out the expletives.
I require an immediate fish head count, how many are left, how many have been rescued from certain death if they don't make it back into the bucket. My worry is the stink factor, we are traveling to the south coast soon, the scent of hot fish rotting is not something I want to inhale for 18 hours if one fish is left behind!
The Rescue is complete except for one, he is stuck way under the seat, the end of his tale is barely sticking out, still wiggling, "Mom you grab it, you have fingernails!" I comply, saving fish face from certain death due to lack of water. Back in the bucket he goes!
The moral of this story....Daily work-outs are important for me, not only for my weight loss goals but in an effort to keep my sanity while raising three active boys!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Weekends are crazy around my house. Each young man has an agenda, especially my 14 year old. Saturday I wanted to get in a quick spin class, at 8:15am, before my son's social calender kicked into full gear. I rushed to Hyannis, knowing I had to be back to Chatham to take my youngest to the Annual Town East Egg Hunt by 10:00. While stopping home to get one of three, the oldest tells me to please hurry back, he and some friends are going fishing down the street. "OK, I'll be right back".
Easter Egg hunt did not go as planned, there were 12 secret hidden eggs containing numbers; those eggs entitled the finder to a prized Easter basket. My son did not find one. Disappointment was running down his cheeks the whole ride home. Somehow there are not words to comfort a little boy, who tried, but failed to find the golden egg! Good thing the Easter Bunny was coming tomorrow.
When I arrived home, its now time to get to the bait store. While the boys are in the bait store making their purchase, I dial my usual weekend call, my friend Melinda; I have labeled it our Seinfeld phone call. Two women who talk for 30 minutes about absolutely nothing. So great to have a friend like that....... Back to the bait store........
I see my son and his buddy leave the store with a bag of fish. LIVE FISH. Now bait to me means worms, even at that, the thought of sticking a live worm through a fishing hook is gross. Upon further questioning, I am assured they needed these 4" long silver fish to catch bigger fish. Did I mention they are in a clear trash like bag, tied securely, at the top, by a knot?
Back to the house for son #2 who wants to go paint balling.
Rain pouring down, the 2 fishermen now want a ride to the pond. I begin driving the car, not realizing the 27 silver fish have now gone from a secure plastic bag, into two uncovered beach sand buckets. At the time, the buckets did not immediately set off a red flag, I was more concerned with the snow shovels the boys had chosen to use as oars to paddle out in their boat.
Fast forward to the pond. I park & turn around to help get things out of the back seat. Suddenly one bucket, which no one is paying attention to, tips over! 15 LIVE FISH FLAPPING AROUND IN MY CAR, WATER EVERYWHERE. Fish under my seats, behind my seats and between my seats.
I have a self diagnosed case of "PARENTAL TURRETS". I had no recollection of the verbiage I used, however my sons' friend Helbling said I yelled out a few expletives! This condition also occurs during my sons hockey games, when an opposing team player slams him into the boards I tends to yell with out the expletives.
I require an immediate fish head count, how many are left, how many have been rescued from certain death if they don't make it back into the bucket. My worry is the stink factor, we are traveling to the south coast soon, the scent of hot fish rotting is not something I want to inhale for 18 hours if one fish is left behind!
The Rescue is complete except for one, he is stuck way under the seat, the end of his tale is barely sticking out, still wiggling, "Mom you grab it, you have fingernails!" I comply, saving fish face from certain death due to lack of water. Back in the bucket he goes!
The moral of this story....Daily work-outs are important for me, not only for my weight loss goals but in an effort to keep my sanity while raising three active boys!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
MY GIRLS GONE WILD.....................
I mentioned in an earlier blog that if something is going to happen it is going to happen to me. Well ladies, here is one we all worry about, (for those of us blessed with breasts who have minds of their own anyway).
Yesterday was Beach Body Death camp at noon. I pack my gym bag early mornings AND ALWAYS pack two bras. One for work, one for exercise class. (The sweat factor). As I am dressing for class I realize I forgot my bra! Now I triple up on bras when working out, only having a jog bra and the top work out piece created a huge problem!!!!!
I have to hurry to class, I am late, it starts right at 12; off I go, support lacking to say the least!!!
We were in the middle of our class, riding the bikes and lifting weights, sweat dripping from my forehead, when who shows up but Eric and Jason from Cape Cast to film video for our weight loss contest.
I could not see Stephanie from where I stood but I was not thrilled to see Eric's smiling face (not today anyway, Eric is funny and talented, but today was not a day I would have chosen for his creativity). I usually worry about another part of my body, when jumping around, in a room with with other people, today I had an even bigger problem. My girls were not fastened into their normal saddle and here comes the video camera. ARE YOU KIDDING ME??
The worst part .... the push up portion. Heather has us do far too many on an aerobics bench, they are brutal in the first place. I had to worry about the kids sneaking out of the playground while pushing my body up and down. Stephanie and I did have a good laugh after class about it! But really, today of all days for filming!
Keeping a positive attitude, I just decided since my lower half has tightened up somewhat, I would concentrate on keeping my ladies in-line.
For those of you looking for a serious work-out, Heather, Stephanie and I invite you to work out with us on Tuesdays, at 12:00 noon, Beach Body Boot camp, non-members can try for only $10. It is worth the investment in yourself. I promise you will be sore, but a good sore!!!
Til next time......
s
I mentioned in an earlier blog that if something is going to happen it is going to happen to me. Well ladies, here is one we all worry about, (for those of us blessed with breasts who have minds of their own anyway).
Yesterday was Beach Body Death camp at noon. I pack my gym bag early mornings AND ALWAYS pack two bras. One for work, one for exercise class. (The sweat factor). As I am dressing for class I realize I forgot my bra! Now I triple up on bras when working out, only having a jog bra and the top work out piece created a huge problem!!!!!
I have to hurry to class, I am late, it starts right at 12; off I go, support lacking to say the least!!!
We were in the middle of our class, riding the bikes and lifting weights, sweat dripping from my forehead, when who shows up but Eric and Jason from Cape Cast to film video for our weight loss contest.
I could not see Stephanie from where I stood but I was not thrilled to see Eric's smiling face (not today anyway, Eric is funny and talented, but today was not a day I would have chosen for his creativity). I usually worry about another part of my body, when jumping around, in a room with with other people, today I had an even bigger problem. My girls were not fastened into their normal saddle and here comes the video camera. ARE YOU KIDDING ME??
The worst part .... the push up portion. Heather has us do far too many on an aerobics bench, they are brutal in the first place. I had to worry about the kids sneaking out of the playground while pushing my body up and down. Stephanie and I did have a good laugh after class about it! But really, today of all days for filming!
Keeping a positive attitude, I just decided since my lower half has tightened up somewhat, I would concentrate on keeping my ladies in-line.
For those of you looking for a serious work-out, Heather, Stephanie and I invite you to work out with us on Tuesdays, at 12:00 noon, Beach Body Boot camp, non-members can try for only $10. It is worth the investment in yourself. I promise you will be sore, but a good sore!!!
Til next time......
s
Monday, April 6, 2009
BUSTED AT A CHAMBER EVENT
Yes Stephanie. I was totally busted, on Thursday evening, at a Chatham Chamber event. The Wayside Inn put on such a wonderful evening, I could not resist the appetizers they offered.
And yes there was that glass of Merlot to go with them, of course!
I wondered why my lower cape rep was taking photos of me with her camera phone; as I socialized with people throughout the room. She is such a bugger! My own staff member wanted to send you the dirty photos!
Oops Jenn, did I forget to sign your commission check this month?
Yes Stephanie. I was totally busted, on Thursday evening, at a Chatham Chamber event. The Wayside Inn put on such a wonderful evening, I could not resist the appetizers they offered.
And yes there was that glass of Merlot to go with them, of course!
I wondered why my lower cape rep was taking photos of me with her camera phone; as I socialized with people throughout the room. She is such a bugger! My own staff member wanted to send you the dirty photos!
Oops Jenn, did I forget to sign your commission check this month?
Sunday, April 5, 2009
WEEKENDS TEST MY WILL POWER....
I arrived home from this gym today tired from Paul & Heathers' beating in spin class, how they spin so fast I will never know..... My spin goal is to balance like Paul does, no hands, during the hold portion of the spin routine. I tried it today, nearly fell off the bike!
Did I mention today is Sunday! I was attempting to work off the DJ's wings my honey brought me last night. He wanted to watch a U-Conn basketball game together so I set up a living room pic-nic for us and we indulged, even had a light beer. Corona, with a fresh lime, tastes the same regular or light and SAVES ON CALORIES. (light beer compliments of my work-out partner). I could have finished the entire batch of 25 wings myself. We each had a few, when he said he was full, I pretended I was too. Glad I stopped. I woke up this morning not regretful at all. I had a small amount, did not over do it. It's all good!
My oldest son, who is also a big DJ's wing fan, ate the leftovers, stone cold, for breakfast!
I do have some exciting gym related news to report. This morning, after spin I did my arm routine. Towards the end, when my arms were exhausted, I noticed definition in my shoulders. Looked like fingers coming down the front of them! YEA!!! All this hard work is paying off. Now if I could just get my abs to cooperate I would be thrilled. Belly piercing and a trip to P'Town to see Aimee the bearded lady will be here in no time...
I received some sound advice this week from my co-worker.
Mr. Rixstone, says "its not a sprint, it's a marathon". Slow and steady wins the race. I get it Jeff!
Our next weigh in is coming soon. I will have a significant weight loss if I keep working at this pace. I have started running at home making sure I do a minimum of 5 cardio routines a week.
PS: Mike, your purple Peeps will stay in my gym bag until I see you again in person. I have bought you a second box! And no they don't have yellow legs!
More to come......:)
S
I arrived home from this gym today tired from Paul & Heathers' beating in spin class, how they spin so fast I will never know..... My spin goal is to balance like Paul does, no hands, during the hold portion of the spin routine. I tried it today, nearly fell off the bike!
Did I mention today is Sunday! I was attempting to work off the DJ's wings my honey brought me last night. He wanted to watch a U-Conn basketball game together so I set up a living room pic-nic for us and we indulged, even had a light beer. Corona, with a fresh lime, tastes the same regular or light and SAVES ON CALORIES. (light beer compliments of my work-out partner). I could have finished the entire batch of 25 wings myself. We each had a few, when he said he was full, I pretended I was too. Glad I stopped. I woke up this morning not regretful at all. I had a small amount, did not over do it. It's all good!
My oldest son, who is also a big DJ's wing fan, ate the leftovers, stone cold, for breakfast!
I do have some exciting gym related news to report. This morning, after spin I did my arm routine. Towards the end, when my arms were exhausted, I noticed definition in my shoulders. Looked like fingers coming down the front of them! YEA!!! All this hard work is paying off. Now if I could just get my abs to cooperate I would be thrilled. Belly piercing and a trip to P'Town to see Aimee the bearded lady will be here in no time...
I received some sound advice this week from my co-worker.
Mr. Rixstone, says "its not a sprint, it's a marathon". Slow and steady wins the race. I get it Jeff!
Our next weigh in is coming soon. I will have a significant weight loss if I keep working at this pace. I have started running at home making sure I do a minimum of 5 cardio routines a week.
PS: Mike, your purple Peeps will stay in my gym bag until I see you again in person. I have bought you a second box! And no they don't have yellow legs!
More to come......:)
S
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/29975558/from/ET/
Check out this article from MSNBC. It talks about caffeine and exercise. Very interesting.
Check out this article from MSNBC. It talks about caffeine and exercise. Very interesting.
HOCKEY TOURNAMENTS ARE BRUTAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This past weekend I went to Waterville Valley for my oldest son's hockey tournament. Rink was beautiful, condo even better, resort outstanding and my companion the best ever! We ate out often, the cheeseburgers were to die for, I ate so many salads, my skin started to look green! After the kids finished their game on Saturday, we headed to the mountain for a little skiing. The fabulous base lodge bar/restaurant had summertime music playing, reminded me of happy hour days. We sat outside, top of the restaurant, in the sunshine. We were working hard on our T-shirt tans. Our crazy sons snow boarded shirtless, (to be 14 again) in the 50+ degree weather.
Suddenly somebody had the bright idea of ordering snackage, lots of snackage! My friend Joy ordered the most delicious looking nachos, piled high with mexican metled cheese, spicy chili, jalepenos and all the other regular fixings. I did not eat one, not one! I could not however make it past the buffalo wings, they are my most favorite! The smell alone put me in a food coma, yes, that's it, a food coma. That's why I caved. I ate a few, not the entire bucket, wanted to, but put the brakes on after seven wings.
Here in lies the problem when dieting, trying to win a contest and having to participate in our regular lives; we often get so tempted, so re-directed and side tracked from our goal at hand. Focus and determination is key. It is all about moderation, I get it!
Sure would be nice to be able to eat what ever I wanted. My friend Linda for example, eats those huge honey buns, comes to work at lunchtime with McDonalds or Wendy's and never gains a pound. How is that fair? Hate those people with super metabolisms!
The weigh-ins are not my favorite part of this contest; I am not a big fan of the scale. I have decided to take it up a notch and give Stephanie a run for her money over the next few weeks. It's time to get serious and quit whining. My "A" game is officially in high gear Stephanie! I'm going for the big win!!! See you at beach body boot camp!
S
This past weekend I went to Waterville Valley for my oldest son's hockey tournament. Rink was beautiful, condo even better, resort outstanding and my companion the best ever! We ate out often, the cheeseburgers were to die for, I ate so many salads, my skin started to look green! After the kids finished their game on Saturday, we headed to the mountain for a little skiing. The fabulous base lodge bar/restaurant had summertime music playing, reminded me of happy hour days. We sat outside, top of the restaurant, in the sunshine. We were working hard on our T-shirt tans. Our crazy sons snow boarded shirtless, (to be 14 again) in the 50+ degree weather.
Suddenly somebody had the bright idea of ordering snackage, lots of snackage! My friend Joy ordered the most delicious looking nachos, piled high with mexican metled cheese, spicy chili, jalepenos and all the other regular fixings. I did not eat one, not one! I could not however make it past the buffalo wings, they are my most favorite! The smell alone put me in a food coma, yes, that's it, a food coma. That's why I caved. I ate a few, not the entire bucket, wanted to, but put the brakes on after seven wings.
Here in lies the problem when dieting, trying to win a contest and having to participate in our regular lives; we often get so tempted, so re-directed and side tracked from our goal at hand. Focus and determination is key. It is all about moderation, I get it!
Sure would be nice to be able to eat what ever I wanted. My friend Linda for example, eats those huge honey buns, comes to work at lunchtime with McDonalds or Wendy's and never gains a pound. How is that fair? Hate those people with super metabolisms!
The weigh-ins are not my favorite part of this contest; I am not a big fan of the scale. I have decided to take it up a notch and give Stephanie a run for her money over the next few weeks. It's time to get serious and quit whining. My "A" game is officially in high gear Stephanie! I'm going for the big win!!! See you at beach body boot camp!
S
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
TOO MUCH PRESSURE ON MYSELF?????
Well, the contest officially began today. Was I out of my mind? I always get myself into these things. Sounded like a great way to motivate myself. Remember back when you were 20, you had a bright idea that, come the next day, that idea which you actually acted on was not so smart???? I think I had a 20yr old moment! Well not really, what I weighed at 20 sounds pretty good right about now!! Quite Frankly, Stephanie is focused, she is hard core when it comes to working out, did you see the photo of her doing crunches with a dumbbell behind her neck! Holy $#*%!!! I'm feeling slightly challenged here however nothing beats a good contest followed by a big win.
As you know I am in the advertising business I love the thrill of the close, the sale coming together, the customer getting results, building revenue for my company, I know advertising!!
What I don't know much about is healthy eating. I am new to the whole take care of your body, eat well, work out, no more pasta. (I can't have my dear friend Melinda's fettuccine Alfredo with broccoli and chicken and about 4 glasses of wine during girls night out for awhile.) She did promise to make it for me on my Birthday which is Mid-April. I will have to sneak that indulgence past my trainer, that's for sure!!! One indulgence won't hurt will it?
I keep a little motivational quip on my fridge and next to my desk at work. I read it today after being abused at Beach Body Bingo death camp. I can't believe the instructor, Heather's butt, does not move even when she is leading us on a shuffle across the aerobics room! Curse Her!!
"Our thoughts determine our actions and when our thoughts are negative, our successes are few. What we hold in our mind is certain to be reflected in the day's activities. We are capable of fueling our thoughts positively, if we choose to.
Positive self assessment and uplifting pep talks can become habitual if our desire to live up to our potential is great enough. The expectations we privately harbor, be they small or far reaching, will set the pace for the progress we make today and every day.
We can greet a challenge with eager anticipation when we've grown accustomed to believing in our capability for success. First, we must expect to handle, with poise, whatever confronts us.....
My success begins in my mind."
Now for me, in my mirror at home, the Lycra pants are not so bad. Somehow when I get in front of all those mirrors at the gym, the negative thoughts start to eek in, I'll never get to my goal, it seems miles away! My mind plays games with me, I do not easily see my success, although my jeans are fitting better! I was able to bang out 2.5 miles on Sunday afternoon. The progress is there, I just need to stay focused to the task ahead of me.
Stay with me through this. I'm sure there will be days I want to throw in the towel, but when May 19 rolls around, I hope to be healthier, happier with my body, prepared physically to complete the Falmouth Road Race and have a fancy pink belly ring!!!
Stand by to stand by for more................lots more......
Well, the contest officially began today. Was I out of my mind? I always get myself into these things. Sounded like a great way to motivate myself. Remember back when you were 20, you had a bright idea that, come the next day, that idea which you actually acted on was not so smart???? I think I had a 20yr old moment! Well not really, what I weighed at 20 sounds pretty good right about now!! Quite Frankly, Stephanie is focused, she is hard core when it comes to working out, did you see the photo of her doing crunches with a dumbbell behind her neck! Holy $#*%!!! I'm feeling slightly challenged here however nothing beats a good contest followed by a big win.
As you know I am in the advertising business I love the thrill of the close, the sale coming together, the customer getting results, building revenue for my company, I know advertising!!
What I don't know much about is healthy eating. I am new to the whole take care of your body, eat well, work out, no more pasta. (I can't have my dear friend Melinda's fettuccine Alfredo with broccoli and chicken and about 4 glasses of wine during girls night out for awhile.) She did promise to make it for me on my Birthday which is Mid-April. I will have to sneak that indulgence past my trainer, that's for sure!!! One indulgence won't hurt will it?
I keep a little motivational quip on my fridge and next to my desk at work. I read it today after being abused at Beach Body Bingo death camp. I can't believe the instructor, Heather's butt, does not move even when she is leading us on a shuffle across the aerobics room! Curse Her!!
"Our thoughts determine our actions and when our thoughts are negative, our successes are few. What we hold in our mind is certain to be reflected in the day's activities. We are capable of fueling our thoughts positively, if we choose to.
Positive self assessment and uplifting pep talks can become habitual if our desire to live up to our potential is great enough. The expectations we privately harbor, be they small or far reaching, will set the pace for the progress we make today and every day.
We can greet a challenge with eager anticipation when we've grown accustomed to believing in our capability for success. First, we must expect to handle, with poise, whatever confronts us.....
My success begins in my mind."
Now for me, in my mirror at home, the Lycra pants are not so bad. Somehow when I get in front of all those mirrors at the gym, the negative thoughts start to eek in, I'll never get to my goal, it seems miles away! My mind plays games with me, I do not easily see my success, although my jeans are fitting better! I was able to bang out 2.5 miles on Sunday afternoon. The progress is there, I just need to stay focused to the task ahead of me.
Stay with me through this. I'm sure there will be days I want to throw in the towel, but when May 19 rolls around, I hope to be healthier, happier with my body, prepared physically to complete the Falmouth Road Race and have a fancy pink belly ring!!!
Stand by to stand by for more................lots more......
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Boucing and Behaving Badly Buttocks!!!!
On Tuesday I decided to take it up a notch and attend a Beach Body Boot Camp run by Heather at Cape Cod Fitness (she nearly killed me, it is 2 days later and I still cant walk!).
Most of us have a body part we are not happy with; I have one, thinking for sure this class would target my challenged zone, I entered the class for the first time!
I made sure I chose a step that was far to the right, away from everyone just in case the going got rough! Sure enough Dan (Stephanie's counterpart) was behind me, directly behind me! Now I have spent years crafting the art of hiding my assets from gentlemen. So to be bending over, full moon over Dan was quite upsetting. At one point, bent completely over, I looked behind and apologized for my back end, all of it, in his face! I was sure it was blocking his view of the instructor! All of a sudden Heather instructed us to do a new move, we were going to jump, both feet at once onto the board. Are you kidding me! I did not wear any super elastic lycra, my butt was boucing and behaving badly to say the least!! Finally I had to slide my board to the right even farther and backwards so I could continue working out without Dan going blind! (Sorry Dan) This Tuesday I plan to prepare accordingly. Lycra, doubled up on the bottom, choose a step way in the back and try not to die! Those lunges are a killer!!!!! Butt I know the class will make a difference!
Most of us have a body part we are not happy with; I have one, thinking for sure this class would target my challenged zone, I entered the class for the first time!
I made sure I chose a step that was far to the right, away from everyone just in case the going got rough! Sure enough Dan (Stephanie's counterpart) was behind me, directly behind me! Now I have spent years crafting the art of hiding my assets from gentlemen. So to be bending over, full moon over Dan was quite upsetting. At one point, bent completely over, I looked behind and apologized for my back end, all of it, in his face! I was sure it was blocking his view of the instructor! All of a sudden Heather instructed us to do a new move, we were going to jump, both feet at once onto the board. Are you kidding me! I did not wear any super elastic lycra, my butt was boucing and behaving badly to say the least!! Finally I had to slide my board to the right even farther and backwards so I could continue working out without Dan going blind! (Sorry Dan) This Tuesday I plan to prepare accordingly. Lycra, doubled up on the bottom, choose a step way in the back and try not to die! Those lunges are a killer!!!!! Butt I know the class will make a difference!
Slim Down Bio
Susan Scott-Mabile
Cape Cod Times Media Group
Hello There, Welcome to Slim Down 2009.
How did I get into a challenge against a radio babe?
Driving into work one morning, I heard Stephanie on the radio talking about the gym & her desire to lose weight. I decided to challenge her to a Slim Down, an eight week challenge to see who can lose to most weight, inches & body fat. Stephanie accepted the minute she heard about it. We are both very competitive and hate to lose (except weight)! She wears her ARMY t-shirt which concerns me. I wear my Barbie T shirt. Can you see the challenge ahead of me already? Let the Games Begin!
I have been in the advertising business since I can remember, I currently work for the Cape Cod Times as an Advertising Manager; my love affair with newspapers started during my own paper route when I was 12. At the time we were called the Cape Cod Standard Times, I delivered the paper afternoons after school.
As for my personal life, it is busy, stressful, eventful and full of surprises to say the least. If something is going to go awry or happen to someone it is usually me and a story always follows that entertains my friends endlessly.
I have struggled with my weight, up and down like a yo-yo; I have a line up of sizes in my closet! I recently gave away 2 sizes, all of it, to ensure there is no going back this time.
For me, what has worked to lose weight is eating limited amounts of food. However I have learned by doing so (Thanks Bunni) it taps into lean muscle mass. Muscle burns fat, eating smaller throughout the day is the key. Keeping muscle is good. Weighs more but looks better!
I have a terrific work-out partner. He pushes me to my limits; he has been patient and dedicated to my success which is why I think (I know) I’ll be the winner!
He asked me to give him 5 goals at the start of this contest. I had 7.
- Learn to eat Healthy
- Lose 20 pounds
- Fit back into my favorite size 8 jeans
- Develop definition in my arms (Madonna like)
- Run the Falmouth Road Race (he promised to run with me)
- Feel Comfortable in my own skin. (Human beings tend to be their own worst critics. I know I am).
- Re-Pierce my belly button when my abs are defined. (Took it out in September. I developed too many rolls to keep it in; no belly ring looks right with belly blubber!)
I invite you to follow me on this journey. I guarantee you laughs; not only with me but at me, it will be fun to see Stephanie & I pick-on each other and attempt to sabotage each others success.
We invite you to join us for the final weigh in at Trader Ed’s sometime in June.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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