Fat Nerd Fit

I done did it, y'all. I got my scale out this morning. I can't say that I'm surprised, but I can say that I was hoping to be pleasantly surprised. Two hundred and freaking forty six pounds. It was a bit of a gut punch. I'm not happy. I know that I have lost weight since our move. I can see it in the mirror. I can tell by the way my clothes fit. But, as it stands this morning I have an official number. 246 Gross. Have I been heavier? Yes. Earlier this year. Have I (as an adult) been lighter? Yes... also earlier this year. Was I heavier when I got my ass in gear a few months ago? Yes. Can I do better? Also, yes. Am I going to be better? HELL YES!!! It's easy to pick a start date that is "later." You screw up on your new diet on Wednesday and decide to start over on Monday, or the first of the month, or the first of the year. Well, guess what? The first of the year is tomorrow. I'm not giving myself "one last night&

Sorry I've been MIA for the last week. I got the flu right after Thanksgiving and promptly went down for the count. I've talked before about several of the Facebook groups I'm part of and am a member of a couple others as well. I really like all the positive attitudes and inspirational stories that I see every time I log in. There is also another weird side effect of those stories. I don't feel like I'm good enough, or something enough when I think about how awesome everyone else is doing. This member runs at a 9 minute mile and thinks they're slow. This member has lost 70 pounds so far this year. This member has been taken off their diabetes medication due to their hard work. I know that it's all about hard work and these people were all once someone who thought "Dude, I need to fix this." I can't help comparing myself to what people have already done and not allowing myself the time to get there. No one did it overnight, and whi

When I started running several years ago, I joined a local running class though Run On!, a local running store. I started out in the 5K group in January and by the end of the year I was running 13.1. After I got injured and stopped running I missed it terribly. I just never was able to get back into the swing of it. I missed the fun of a group, but didn't have the money to sign up for classes, and didn't feel enough like a "real" runner to meet up with the local hobby clubs. So, I basically stopped running. I still had running friends on Facebook and I followed them and their races/training/adventures with a ping of guilt. One day Facebook's big brother algorithm spybot saw fit to suggest the Hogwarts Running Club to me. Being a big Harry Pottery fan, I checked it out of curiosity and was hooked in a matter of seconds. I joined immediately, got myself sorted into Ravenclaw and haven't looked back. Within a couple of weeks of me joining HRC the brillian

In a world that loves the "Super Food" of the week, I tend to take in the fads with a grain of salt. Everything is healthier than everything else and what is amazingly healthy for you today is poison tomorrow. There's so much back and forth its hard to keep up. I do not pretend to have any sort of medical training, unless you count my First Aid badge I earned in the Girl Scouts, but I know what has been helpful to me and what I like. I tend to subscribe to the common sense theory for dieting. Alfredo sauce is never the healthy option, water is better for you than sodas, and when faced with the option between potato chips and carrot sticks the healthy choice is obvious. Every now and again I find a fad that I end up really liking and I incorporate it into my kitchen. One of these fads is chia seeds. Yes, as in ChiaPet. But these little seeds pack a nutritional punch. These little guys are a good source of fiber, protein, omaga-3 fats, calcium, and also cont

When I was applying at ThinkGeek, and especially when I got called in for an interview, I did my research. I checked out the company history, looked at their competition in the market, and while familiarizing myself with their inventory found out they were having a big online sale! Being the good little nerd that I am, and being married to the awesome nerd that I am, we naturally ended up picking a couple things out and deciding that we were getting each other our Christmas presents early. We ordered everything Sunday night. My husband had to go out of town for business Tuesday so I was home getting overexcited about the delivery. I even stayed home all day Thursday because I didn't want to miss the delivery. Then, I realized everything was scheduled to be delivered Friday. OOPS! So, I stayed home all day Friday, too, because I was far too dang excited to possibly miss the delivery and have to go to the office on Saturday to pick it up. Let it be know

I have finally gotten over the baby plague! I feel so much better. No fever. I can breathe. I can sleep through the night. The headaches are gone. The coughing is over. It took way longer than I expected to get over. I felt like I had a really bad cold or the flu but it was neither so OTC meds didn't really help. I started feeling better after about a week, but when it came to getting out and exercising it flared up and I was hacking and coughing again. I decided to lay low for a little bit longer, not really exercising, but I did do little things like park farther back in the parking lot, walk every aisle at the grocery store, take the long route from store to store at the mall, etc. This week, I have actually gone out to exercise on purpose! I am genuinely excited by the fact that I put the leash on the pup and took him for an admittedly short walk around the parking lot at our apartments. It was just over half a mile to make the loop, and I had previously built up t

I'm not spreading this around in my RL, so I'll share it here. I had a job interview today at ThinkGeek. I'm really hopeful for this job. It's just a sales position at one of their stores. With my husband's job I'm finally at a point in my life where I can work where I want instead of just taking whatever job comes along in order to be able to pay the bills. (For the record my husband just got a job in the field he's always wanted to be a part of, which opens our lives up to me following my dreams as well.) See, I've wanted to be a writer since I was in high school. I've been writing fanfiction for years, still do really, and am working on my first original novel. I have a degree in Creative Writing. I want to be a novelist. I went into my major and job of choice knowing that being a novelist doesn't always pay the bills and doesn't offer fame and fortune. After college I took the first job offered to me in order to be able to m

I have no kids and am not around kids very much right now. Don't get me wrong. I love kids. I'm one of those people that doesn't mind changing diapers because I love babies and I think everything they do is cute. Two weeks ago I went to my bro and sis-in-law's house. They have a one year old who I am very found of. She's walking now and very independent so she's not much for being held or snuggling. However, she had an uber baby cold that night and wanted snuggles and cuddles and stories while we were there. I was more than happy to oblige and held her most of the night. That was on Sunday night. Monday I started feeling a little blah and fell asleep watching X-Men with my husband. I went to bed Monday night, slept all day Tuesday (was awake for many an hour grand total), slept most of Wednesday, and took a nap on Thursday. Friday I was finally feeling better. Saturday night some friends had a house warming party, and since my husband had to work I

A few years ago I was a runner. I have three half-marathon medals and a scrapbook full of bibs to prove it. I did at leas one 5K a month and some longer distances sprinkled in before a half-marathon. I was never fit because I used running as an excuse to eat. After a series of small injuries that I didn't treat right I had a hard time getting back into running. My wanting to get back out there never waned, but there was a mental block that prevented me from really getting anywhere near back where I was distance wise. Because I knew what I was capable of I would get really frustrated at my slow progress and inevitably stop. About a month ago one of my old running friends posted something about the Hogwarts Running Club on Facebook. Curious, and still convinced I could be a runner if I just started running , I clicked. What I found is one of the coolest groups of people I have ever run across. The HRC (http://hogwartsrunningclub.org) is a virtual running club that accepts w