I did it!!!

I ran/walked/cried through 10 miles.  I finished my race.  I got my medal and I promised never to do somethign that foolish again.  LOL

No seriously,  I'm so proud of this accomplishment....people have been really negative about my decision to participate in this race.  But I showed up...which is more than some do...and I put my feet on the ground and finished.  That's all that matters.  I finished.

When I heard the news about Boston on yesterday afternoon...all I could do was cry.  I was so saddened by the obvious disregard for human life that I felt numb inside.


Please pray for the city of Boston and for all the runners who participated in the race from across the globe. 

Living in the closet and the scale

I'm living in the closet about my weight loss surgery.  Yup...I'm hiding out.  Here is the thing...I'm not ashamed of my surgery.  Never have been and I never will be.  However, I am was afraid of failing...so I didn't tell anyone but my immediate family and my best friends.  Now that I am having some success with my weight loss...I'm still in the closet.  The thing is...if someone ask me what I'm doing...I tell them I'm eating smaller portions...I'm exercising more...and I had WLS.  I never lie if I'm directly asked about it.  The thing is I don't feel it is anyone's business.  That's just me.  I'm not an overly private person..but there are somethings I just don't feel the need to share.  My WLS is one of those things.  I'm friends with many of you on FB and you have recently witness me post workout or food photos.  Thank you for your encouraging words.  I would just ask that you don't mention my WLS on FB as it is no body's business but mine.  Thank you in advance.

Do you ever get tired of people mentioning your weight loss.  I never thought I would say this...but I'M SICK TO DEATH OF IT.  Like seriously...if we see each other several times a week...I dont' need you to remind me that I've lost weight.  Fool...I know that.  I hate to sound ungrateful...but I don't want to talk about my weight.  I'm not good at accepting compliments.  Yes...this is from the girl who loves being the center of attention.  Just let me be me without mentioning the obvious.  That would be ideal.  I know it won't happen...and I will try to get better at accepting the compliment instead of trying to direct the conversation to another topic. 

I've been sleeved for 17 weeks (4 months) now.  Whew how time flys when your eating smaller portions.  LOL  I'm down a total of 48 lbs.  Which brings my grand total weight loss since being banded in 2010 to 94 lbs gone FORFUCKINGEVER!!!!!  I'm happy with the numbers...but please know I'm not stopping.  I"m going to keep going until I reach that magical place....lol...sorry I'm watching someone eat lucky charms.  LOL  No seriously...I'm good.  I know where I want to go and how to get there.

How often do you weigh?  A lady in one of my support groups says she only steps on the scale every 6 weeks.  She says she allows her clothes to tell her how successful she is.  I'm thinking about giving it a try.  That damn scale is evil.  It hasn't moved this week...even though I've been playing with my calories just to get it going.  Nada.  So I'm going to give the scale a break.  I'm not going to step back on until Wednesday May 8th.  Well at least that is the plan.   LOL

Wear your day well my friends...wear your day well.

Stuff

So I made these fish tacos tonight. OMG they were yummy in my tummy.  This was the plate I made for Charles.  I made myself a taco.  But I only had 3 bites and then I was full.  But those 3 bites were super tasty.

 

 

I love the color combo of blue and yellow....or blue and green....or blue, yellow & green. I just love color.
Sorry for the picture quality...it was taken by a 4 year old.

 

 

 

Well nothing exciting to report. Umm doing a 30 workouts in 30 days challenge with a friend. Makes me realize how much I do not like working out.  Only because I'm not doing anything fun.  If I were doing some fun workout I would enjoy it more.  Oh well..I'm to cheap to do anything fun right now. Oh yeah I'm participating in a race on Sunday. I'm so not prepared for 10 miles...but I'm going. Training was going well.  Then my mom got sick and I had to take care of her, the kids, Charles...everybody but Dawnya.  But I'm cheap...and I refuse to pay $75 for a t-shirt...so I will be at the starting line come Sunday morning.  Needless to say there will be more walking than running. Oh there will be lots of crying too. LOL

 

Okay...that's it....I think.