BUDDHA BELLY’S BACK BABY!

Ok, so my plan to start all over on the weight loss wagon October 13th kind of fell apart. I’ve tried to figure out exactly where I went wrong or what was preventing me from getting back on the wagon and I honestly just can’t figure it out. Maybe it’s laziness? Maybe life in general just got in the way? But that’s no excuse. I need to incorporate this INTO my life, not let life take over.

I want to fit into my size 9 pants again. (Hell, I just want to get out of my maternity pants already!). I want to feel attractive again. I want to have tons of energy. I want to feel good about myself and I want to be proud of myself again.

And so, yesterday I decided to get back on track. I stuck to my Weight Watchers diet like white on rice and I worked out to Jillian Michael’s 30-day Shred. Today I followed Jillian Michaels again since I missed my AquaFit class with Baby Boy and I came under point by 2. I’ve been researching Weight Watcher recipes online and tagging my favourites. I have a grocery list all ready to go with different spices and seasonings to create some pretty cool meals. I’ve even COOKED the past few days — now, this may not seem like a big feat but you have to understand that I don’t cook. I don’t even butter my own toast ‘cuz to me that’s cooking.

And to be honest I feel like I’ve just received a breath of air after being deprived of oxygen for a looong time.  I’m actually excited to re-start this venture rather than dread it like I have been lately.

I’m pumped and I’m ready to bring it.

This Buddha Belly is rollin’ on people! Rollin’ on!!!

Holy Crap Was That a Long Fall!

Ok, so BuddhaBelly officially fell off the wagon a few weeks ago.

Like, really fell. Massive drop. At least a good 20 feet.

I don’t really have an excuse. Yes, things got super busy. Yes, I suffered through a truly annoying flu. And yes, I got a new tattoo (even though I was supposed to wait until I lost all my blubber…more on that later) and so I had to hold off on getting sweaty so that it could heal. But really, there’s no reason why I couldn’t have plowed through those obsticles.

So here I am, feeling incredibly guilty, ashamed and well…FAT.

AGAIN.

I haven’t stepped on the scale yet (which has collected some serious dust I might add) but I’m pretty damn sure I’ve gain every inch and pound back because once again, nothing fits.

My Dojo is probably wondering what the hell happened to me…again. And truth be told I’m a bit embarressed to go back but next week I have to. For both my pride and my weight.

Baby and Me Fitness is probably assuming that I’m A) not interested anymore, or B) out having another baby or something.

Weight Watchers has totally left mind and body. While I haven’t been eating horrible or anything, I haven’t been watching what I eat either.

To those who were looking to me for inspiration, I apologize profusely for not being a good role model. For those who were encouraging me, I’m so very sorry for not heeding your words. And to my own sense of self… I deeply regret letting you down.

So next week I’m starting all over. I’m going to hit Baby and Me Fitness every damn day, I’m going back to karate twice a week at least and I’m sticking to Weight Watchers like gum to your shoe. The Holy-Crap-the-Buddha-Belly-Is-Back! Plan will commence as of October 13, 2009.

There. I said it. And now you can hold me to it!

That is all.

CRACKING UP OVER ‘HUNGRY’

The Weight Watchers ‘Hungry’ commercials are by far the funniest diet commercials I have seen in a long time. I actually get excited when that fuzzy little monster comes on. He cracks me up!

If you haven’t seen them you’re totally missing out. Here are my faves:

Whoever thought this fuzzy lil’ guy up is a marketing GENIUS!

THIS IS THE WAGON…

…FROM WHICH I’VE FALLEN.

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Stay tuned for The “Holy-Crap-the-Buddha-Belly-is-Back!” Relapse Plan.

SUBWAY RANT

Dear inconsiderate people riding the subway eastbound today,

My 6 month old son and I would like to thank you all from the bottom of our hearts (the very bottom, like scraping the very end kind of bottom) for not offering your seat to us.

Apparently a woman carrying a baby in a carrier, with a giant chair in a bag hanging off one shoulder and a giant diaper bag hanging off the other shoulder was not an indication that perhaps an empty seat would be appreciated.

And apparently a woman with the above mentioned baggage leaning against the subway doors in agony was not an indication that perhaps her spine was going to snap in two from the weight she was carrying.

We would especially like to thank the idiot who stared at us the entire 7 stops and then, after getting up to exit the subway car, actually had the audacity to say “your baby is so adorable”. Why thank you Mrs. Idiot. Too bad he’s not cute enough for you to offer your seat.

Oh, and kudos to the !@#$%^&* jerk who took her spot right after she got out of her seat without so much as a considerate glance our way. Yah, you know who you are.

So a big thank you goes out to every last one of you who rode the subway eastbound today and either pretended not to see us, saw us but didn’t care or is just so clueless that you actually don’t know that the little sign above your seat that says “please give up your seat…” means that you should actually do it.

Flippin’ the bird to y’all,

Pissed off Mother and baby

MOTIVATE THIS: THE FRESHII MANTRA

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STATS (as of August 20)

BUST: 36

WAIST: 38.5  (eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!)

HIPS: 39.5 (arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!)

WEIGHT: 149.4  (omg! Back to square one! Someone kill me now!!! Puh-LEEEEEEZE)

BODY FAT %: 30.6 (the silver lining I guess…)