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Chalean Extreme Month One

So I have finished the “Burn” phase of Chalean Extreme, my newest DVD workout program I am following.  In my “It’s a Job” post, you see all four weeks progression at the end of the blog post.  I wanted to show you the results from just the beginning of week one and the end of week four.  I have lost many inches through this program and I have built up quite a bit of strength and muscle.

Week One Front

Week One Front

Week Four Front

Week Four Front

Week One arms

Week One arm

Week Four Arm

Week Four Arm

Week One Side

Week One Side

Week Four Side

Week Four Side

Week Four Back!

Week Four Back!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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It’s a Job

 

So I’ve been told multiple times that I “work out too much,” or “I focus on what I eat too much, just have fun.”  Usually these phrases are said pretty discouragingly and in a way that the speaker would like me to stop.  Well recently, I have been told by quite a few people, that I workout like it’s my job!  This has never been said as a put down or something to try to get me to not focus on it.  It was said as a “good job,” and a “fantastic, way to go!”  I love that quote!  I workout like it’s my job!

Do you know what that phrase means to me?  It means that I get up and I do what I’ve got to do to make a payout.  Not only that, I told myself a long time ago that I would never partake in a job which I felt did nothing to help humanity in some way.  I also made a pact with myself, that I would never take a job where I wasn’t happy with what I was doing.

 

Let’s break down those three things: payment, humanity, happiness.

 

Payment

My payment when I workout is a healthy body.  My body is a temple to God, but it is also a carrier of me.  It takes me places, it helps me do things, and it provides the only container I will ever have on this earth so I had better take care of it.  So my payment is a longer lasting body, healthy looking body, and one that will hopefully let me do the things I want to do until I am not longer here on earth.  I think the payment is pretty phenomenal, and this isn’t something you can get from any regular ordinary job, it takes hard work, patience, and the ability to keep it up day to day.  My  goal for my body is to stay in top shape and see many years of good use from it.

 

Humanity

I love to volunteer time and energy towards things that make a difference.  I believe that taking care of myself through working out and eating healthy helps others see that it is possible.  Showing everyone that they don’t need desert every night and that they don’t need to drink soda or sweet tea will help them in the long run.  Little steps can bring around a big change.  I also feel better when I workout, so I know I am in a better mood to help others in my career and in my family and friends.

 

Happiness

Yes, working out almost everyday and focusing on eating good for me foods, can be hard.  Sometimes I fall, and I fall bad.  I had vacation a few days ago, and ate a cupcake and drank when we went out with friends.  These are things I don’t normally do.  These are things that aren’t the best for my body. These are things that I splurge on once in awhile.  But once I realize that I need to get back on my healthy lifestyle, that reality is hard.  It takes a lot of willpower to get off the couch to put my workout DVD in, when I’ve been sitting there for a week.  It takes a lot of stamina to walk away from the chocolate bar that is in front of me at the grocery store.  It just take a lot out of you.  Happiness doesn’t always come easy.  I think, when I am doing those “not so good for me things” and sitting on the couch, that I am happy. I mean come on, what a life, sitting on the couch, feeling lazy, not having to do anything, and oh by the way pass me those potato chips.

But really, that’s not what true happiness is for me.  I am truly happy when I have the energy to go out and explore the world, when I have the ability to run around with the little kids we babysit, and when I eat a strawberry and think it is the best thing in the world.  Happiness is knowing I will live longer with a healthy body and have many great things to see and do in my life, and knowing if I hadn’t started my fitness journey three years ago I may not have had these chances.  Happiness comes from all those endorphins coming from a good workout and the adrenaline one gets in a race.  Happiness is knowing I will spend my lifetime with my husband and we will be healthy in old age together so we can enjoy it.

 

So yeah, my job is working out.  And I love going to work everyday!

 

At “work” I’ve been working on strength training: here are some pics of progress through the first month of Chalean Extreme. I’ve lost a total of 5inches off my body since starting the program.

 

 

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Week One front

Week One arms

Week One arm

Week Two front (sorry no pic of arm)

Week Two front

Week Two Arm

Week Two Arm

Week Three Front

Week Three Front

Week Three Side

Week Three Side

Week Three Arm

Week Three Arm

Beginning of Week Four

Beginning of Week Four

Week Four end

Week Four end

Week Four Side

Week Four Side

 

Week Four Arm

Week Four Arm

Week Four Back!

Week Four Back!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Weekend: Part 1

 Introduction to my “Weekend series”

So I haven’t posted anything on this blog for a while until today.  I feel awful about that, I try to keep this blog going with fun things we are doing, Totally Tuesdays Today posts that give ideas on how I do things to make things easier in life, and of course the health and fitness portions of my blog, and then there is the religious aspect of my blog.  Really this blog is all over the place, but I like to keep it well rounded to appeal to everyone. 

 Well I have been lacking due to a health issue that arose over the weekend, starting on Friday.  I’ll be posting what happened in a few segments and the story will continue tomorrow so you’ll have to “stay tuned” for the rest of what happened because the past few days have been a rollercoaster of fun, excitement, horror, pain, and tiredness. 

 

Part 1:

Friday was a great day!  I got to leave work early, head home, take a small nap, and then Greg and I went with some friends out to a bar to watch the St. Louis Cardinals game.  While everyone around me was drinking beer and mixed drinks, I sat and drank my unsweetened ice teas.  I got some really weird looks, but I’m really serious about this no artificial or processed sugars thing that I’m not going to drink something that has it in it to ruin all my hard work.

My glass of ice tea…yes, I’m the chick that goes to bars and drinks ice tea or water…don’t judge me!

  We were sad for most of the game…we were down by a lot, and really a lot of hope that we would turn it around flew out the window.  I kept saying, though, we will turn in around in this inning, and then we’d gain a few runs! But still not enough, it seemed to make the difference we needed to make it one step closer to the World Series!  It was disheartening. 

Greg being all sad that we are losing!

I was pretty sad watching this game…at first…

 

Greg and I ordered some food, I asked for a grilled chicken sandwich, trying to stick to healthy, and they didn’t have one, but they did have a pulled pork sandwich and so I had that instead. By the end we only had like 2 runs to win, and surprisingly we did it!  WE WON! GO CARDS! 12 in ’12!!!

We started to turn the game around…we had just gained a few runs 🙂

I was hyperventilating by the end of the game, it was SO exciting!  We were SO happy and people all over the bar were hugging strangers, cheering out, taking shots, and just all around celebrating an amazing win!  A quote from my hubby: We were NOT suppose to win that game!  That was NOT suppose to happen!  My respone:  But we did! and But it did!

The bar went wild! WE WON!!!!!!

Greg and I left a little after that.  I drove home and once there asked Greg to bring me some sinus medicine.  Now when I was younger I had allergic reactions to this medicine before, with the symptoms of a racing heart, so I have been taking it just half a pill since that point.  I’m allergic to antihistamines and since that is what is in most allergy sinus medicine I’m stuck with dealing with the one I am least allergic too. 

Well about two months ago, the taking half a pill of it didn’t quiet cut my sinuses off from the allergies so I increased the dosage to one whole pill a day.  By this point I had been taking the whole dosage of one pill a day every day for two months.  Greg handed me the pill, I took it, and I laid down in bed to go to sleep…

Sunglasses

“I wear my sunglasses at night so I can see the light that’s right before my eyes…”

Yep, I bet you started singing the tune…This is my theme song…not the rest of the song, just this line.  I have had my eyes dilated twice in my lifetime.  I’ve got to say it’s not my favorite thing in the world to have done.  This past week I had it done for the second time, I put this time off for two years!  My eye doctor wasn’t happy with me, and so I finally had to give in and have her dilate my eyes.

 I mean, who could blame me for wanting to put this off for so long!  The last time I had it done was in the hospital with a specialist whos focus was on eyes.  His assistant with a shaky hand, was only supposed to put a couple of drops of one of the highest percentages of dilation in my eyes and she put 6 in each eye. 

 They dilated quickly and the doctor was able to see what he needed to, and then he let me go home.  I walked out of the dark room to the light of the hallway, and made my way quickly back into the dark room where I rummaged through my purse for my sunglasses.  My mom was with me, thank God, and took me by the hand and led me through the hospital to the doors leading outside.  I walked through the doors, and then moved my arms up over my eyes so fast I  think people walking by must have thought I was a vampire!  I ran back inside.  My mom followed and grabbed my arm (after telling me it was going to be ok, and that my grandma had this same issue with dilation and telling me to close my eyes) and led me through the parking lot to the car.  I had to keep my eyes closed and an arm over my sunglasses the whole way to my apartment. 

 Once there I had to close the blinds, the curtains, and put a blanket over the curtains to be able to see without my sunglasses on. Good news: I was able to open my eyes and see around my room just fine, like a nightlight was on was how it looked, though it was completely pitch black!  My roommate helped me out a lot that evening.  Bad news: I had homework I had to do, on the computer that was due in two days.  So this eye predicament held me back a full days work on the assignment.  I sat in my room, in the dark, doing nothing, the rest of the day. 

 The next morning, I woke up, expecting to be able to see in the light.  I opened my bedroom door, and quickly put my hand back up to my eyes.  It was like I had died and this was the white light…it was SO bright!  I had one more day until my assignment had to be due.  I had to turn my computer screen down to the lightest I could get it and then put two pairs of sunglasses on, one on with another on top of that one, to be able to see the screen without the light hurting my eyes.  I finished my paper and went to bed. 

 I hoped the next day, I would be able to stand the light.  This whole hope I had, went down the toilet after waking up and experiencing the same thing again. It wasn’t as bad as it had been, and there was no way this stupid little thing would keep me from class.  So I emailed my professor, took a shower in the dark, did my hair in the dark, got dressed in the dark, and then headed to class, being lead across campus by my wonderful roommate, Serina.  In class the sunglasses had to stay on, and I had to close my eyes when I wasn’t taking notes.  This was crazy!  In class a fellow student put on his sunglasses, and the professor got after him, I had to explain to the whole class, who had been staring at me the whole class period anyway, why I was wearing the sunglasses in the class.  It was embarrassing, but I made it through the class, and with the help of Serina back to the apartment.  

 That evening some friends came over, and we joked about the song and how it was now my song.  We danced and sang and played board games by the light of very dim lights. 

 

Me, back in 2008, my Senior year of college…my first diliation and being all cool wearing “my sunglasses at night”

This whole thing went on for one more day, and finally on the fifth day I woke up, tentatively left my room (at this point, I really thought this thing was permanent, and I was getting really depressed by the constant darkness) and I opened my eyes and I didn’t feel like a vampire anymore.  The light didn’t hurt my eyes…I could see in the light!!!! I did a little celebratory dance in my pjs and enjoyed the sun the rest of the day!

 SO you can see why getting my eyes dilated again was a huge thing  on my “Don’t ever do again, even if you would die if you didn’t do it, who cares, at least you could enjoy the sun the last few days of your life” list.  But, this doctor was persistent and kept saying that I was so “NEAR- SIGHTED” (think really nasally tone and high pitched) that it needed to be done so she could make sure the back of my eyes were healthy, so Greg went with me and I got it done. 

 The doctor  reassured me many times it wasn’t that potent and the lowest percentage of dilation would be done and only one drop per eye.  She dropped the drops in, turned down the lights, and left.  I sat there, and in less than 5 minutes the room looked like the lights had been turned back on. 

 When she opened the door 15 minutes later to look into my eyes, the lights from the hallway made me shrink back behind my arm in front of my eyes.  She did her thing, and then sent me on my way, telling me that it would wear off in 4-5 hours. 

 This dilation wasn’t as bad as the time I had it done in college, but still not my favorite thing to do on a Wednesday evening.  Greg and I went out to eat with this parents in a really dark restaurant and through my sunglasses it looked really bright in the room, but I knew it was dark.  I had to have my mother-in-law read the menu to me because I couldn’t read anything up close (another part of dilation).  And apparently seeing someone with sunglasses on at night in a resturant, that is dark, isn’t something people see all the time, and so I got a lot of stares and weird looks.  Eh, when you’re me, these things happen…

 Once home, I put on my pjs in a darkened room, only one light on, and laid in bed listening to the debates in the living room.  My sunglasses on and my eyes closed.  The weird look of things under dilation and the pain the light causes my eyes gave me a headache.  So I made this a very early evening. 

I’m too cool for this…I wear my sunglasses at night…at age 25…what?

 The next morning I tentatively opened my eyes without the sunglasses on.  Praying that I would be able to see ok in the light.  Hallelujah!  I could see!  No problems for me!  YES! 

 Moral of the story, if you want weird looks, but a really cool song that you could sing (well at least the chorus line) just put your sunglasses on and wear them with pride…at night!

Favorite Moments in Life

Sometimes some my favorite moments in life, don’t have anything to do with me…they are just things that I see around me. 

 

One of those moments happened last night.  After getting home from work, Greg took Bella outside to stretch her legs.  She ran around, picked up a stick, and started leaping towards him to play with her.  He started running towards her, and she’d run off, and then run back with the stick.  He’d reach down and try and get the stick from her, and she’d growl her play growl and then let him finally get the stick, which he would throw and then it would all happen all over again, starting with her running to get the stick.