"Hey! There's no CORN in my salad!"

If you truly want to know the answer to why a cobb salad is called a Cobb salad...because one of my special friends recently proclaimed, "Hey!  There's no CORN in my salad!"  I was very confused, til I discovered that she thought it was called a cobb salad because...like corn on the cobb...get it?  Here's the versions of stories on "why" it really is called Cobb in case you didn't know either...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cobb_salad

If you truly want to know my weight loss this week...

Minus 4 lbs!  Woo hoo!

The program has gotten easier.  If you truly keep yourself hydrated, it makes it even more easy.  I'm drinking at least a gallon of water a day.  Lots of times, I add in Crystal Light or the knock off versions.

Cardio this week was by means of the treadmill.  I give shout outs to Lady Gaga, the Bee Gees, Michael Jackson, & Rhianna for putting me in the mood because without them, I would be lazy again.

So, the food front:
I've been asking Zaxby's to leave off the bread when I think about it.  However, yesterday, I didn't think about it.  And I did it.  I ate the bread, other than the crust.  I saw blue birds, butterflies, and sparkly bumble bees in tutus.  Okay, seriously...it wasn't even worth it for real.  Sure it tasted okay, but I immediately felt guilty and did cardio with the above mentioned artists.

Oh, visited San Marcos twice as well.  And, can I just say, the fajita taco salad is where it's at y'all.  Just tell them no butter/no grease and keep the sour cream off.  I had the cheese, onions, tomatoes, lettuce, peppers, and chicken.  I dumped my leftovers into the to go box out of the shell.  I asked if next time I can JUST get the fajita chicken and was told that I totally can.  Yay.

I do want popcorn.  Like really badly.  With no butter, I'm pondering to order a small bag at the movies today and a ginormous diet something or other because I've really cut out diet soda by 95%.  But, honestly...popcorn and diet soda are like seriously lovers...I'd officiate their wedding.

Peace, love, & NO grease,
C

I'm Gonna Give You to the Count of 10...

My 2nd week was one full of temptation.  An all day business meeting followed by a delightful dinner at Warehouse Bistro in Opelika.  I rocked it out though.  For breakfast, I sneakily opened by Medi protein bar and added some strawberries, almonds, and grapes to my plate.  It.was.like.dessert.  YUM.

For lunch, the caterer rocked my eyeballs out just as they had for breakfast.  There was just too much goodness to even list out.  But, I had the salmon, but scraped all the love off the top (breadcrumbs, etc) and some of the scrumptious green beans.  I pretended like the dessert wasn't even there and instead, picked off the grapes and had 2 string cheese sticks. 

BTW, if you need a catered event, definitely check out: http://www.missredsplace.com/ because they are amazingly good at creating a party in your mouth.  Just sayin'.

Dinner was easier than I thought.  I didn't even WANT the creme brulee or bread pudding that everyone seemed to order.  My favorite customer that sat across from me even covered his so I couldn't see it.  I think that qualifies him as a best friend.

The sad thing in going through a lifestyle change is that you still have people who try tempting you.  I can't even say anything to them other than a pleasant "No thank you...."  But, inside, I'm Chuck Norrising them in their nether regions.  I have not cheated yet and actually felt guilty drinking some Coke Zero!

So, I digress.  This morning's weigh in actually showed 2 lbs UP on the scale, but thanks to the machine, we know that it was actually a 4 lbs of FAT lost (take that FAT..."I'm gonna give you to the count of 10, to get your ugly, yella, no-good keister off my property.")  Apparently, my body, like so many women, is holding on to the water.

BUTTTTTTTTTT, get this: 2 more inches off my waist.  Know what means?  It would be easier for Maxim Chernovsky to hold me, while looking into my eyes, and sway our bodies to the music.  Oh man, I digress again.

Til next week....

:)

Exposed Goodness Week 1

I've always struggled with weight.  Always.  Seriously.  I come out of the womb as a healthy size 16.  Okay, maybe not so chunky.  But, weight has always been an issue.  Not a day has gone by that I can honestly tell you that I haven't thought about "it".  Some parts of my life allowed my inner most being to actually care, but the majority of the time, I did.not.have.the.willpower.  I almost let the sentiments of my grandmother get me through the years.  You know the one..."Well, she may be bigg-uhhh, but she's beautiful."  BTW, "bigg-uhhh" equals to bigger in case you aren't familiar with southern twang. 

Let me tell you something funny.  Beautiful isn't seen through the hands of an elderly blind lady my grandmother took me to visit at the age of 13.  She shook my hand and screeched out, very similar to the old lady in Drag Me to Hell (yeah I watched it...), "Ohhhhhh we got us a big one hereeeeeee."  Really?!  If I didn't have the joy of the Lord in my heart even then, I'd probably have slapped her straight off her walker.  But alas, I did not.  It hurt...it hurt realllllllll deep.  So, this one's for you old lady.  Not really...

So, I've always been an open book about everything in my life.  So, that's why I've created a space...just for this.  "This" is my exposed goodness.  An exposed goodness that has come to fruition because of having clarity.  Finally.  Thank you Lord.  I prayed for this...prayed for Him to allow ME to HAVE that clarity, focus, and motivation.  I give Him all the praise.  

So, week 1's exposed goodness=MINUS 11 LBS.  

True story.  Awesome right?  85% of me doesn't want to share this because I don't want to be looked at as a bragger in any way.  And, for those who are like me so many times in life are at a place of defeat,  unmotivationalness (made up word), and at a high risk to cut someone that updates their Facebook status with "3 miles ran today...yeahhhhhh!", I UNDERSTAND.  Because the other 15% of me doesn't want to blog about this because I'm afraid of failing.  Again.  But, guess what...I'm TRYING.  We can all TRY.  If 1st you don't succeed...yada, yada, yada.  

As much of an open book as I am, I won't share my weight...just yet.  I will one day.  But not now.  

Also, different methods work for different people.  This is my mode of defense...a program I did for a month last year, but quit because of 3 some-what valid excuses (LOL) such as upcoming cruise, 1st time EVER experiencing constipation (yeah I'm an open book...and I can say I honestly thought I was dying...), etc.  

Check Medi out at Lee OB in Auburn...I simply can not say enough good things about the ladies there that are motivating me, calling me baby, & screaming with me in the revelation of ELEVEN STUPID IDIOTIC pounds gone!  ;)  

It's expensive, but guess what else is?  Gourmet cupcakes, cheesecake, icecream, meals here, meals there...

https://www.mediweightlossclinics.com/ 

Here's to more exposed goodness,

Crystal  <3