Black Friday - Part 2

If posting once a day is good for me, posting twice must be really good for me. <br /><br />I went to the gym this afternoon and had all sorts of weird technical problems. First, I forgot my iPod, which I've only done twice in three years. I almost turned around and went home, instead I suffered through my workout. Without music it was pretty miserable. The gym music is horrible. I like really fast-paced, high volume music. The gym music was turned down really low and it sounded like elevator music. Really bad.<br /><br />Then my Polar heart monitor went all wonky on me, telling me pulse was 58 when I thought I was dying and my heart was going to explode. Then it was 154 when I was barely moving. It does this every few months and then it'll be fine the next day. Annoying.<br /><br />After 30 grueling minutes on the treadmill I thought I'd do another 20 minutes cardio on an elliptical. Unfortunately I picked an elliptical that had problems. It would only allow a maximum of a 10-minute workout. I could have used another elliptical (there are about 40 of them, all available), but I decided 10 minutes sounded fine. <br /><br />Then my strength workout wasn't good. I felt weak and tired. I only did four upper body exercises, three sets each. Not really worthy of being called a workout.<br /><br />I'm not sure why I had such a bad workout today, other than my weight gain. It seems like when I gain weight working out is extra hard. My body feels heavier and more difficult to move. I feel lethargic. I need to remember this the next time I think about eating something not on plan. <br /><br />Speaking of plan, only three and half hours left in this day and I've been 100% perfect in my eating. I kept track of my water too, four 26-oz bottles of water, 2 12-oz mugs coffee, 2 12-oz mugs herbal tea for a grand total of 152 ounces of non-food liquids. It really does help with the hunger and helps me stay away from the bad stuff. <br /><br />If I can just get this one day under my belt, the next one will be easier. That's just how it works, good days help create good days. I need a string of them together to lose this weight. I think I will be okay. :)

Black Friday - Part 2

If posting once a day is good for me, posting twice must be really good for me. I went to the gym this afternoon and had all sorts of weird ...

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T-Day a Day Late

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBPT-gbkA5PDf5GPf1_nuaPI_17eDOWIFg1TAlBvyXtGDCNBsTYJcM8H1DAfErF61QlX0urwkFjiebfHPgHrJ9NVY3kuz_2AEX_hNCcD1k4UQLuC1QWf5X3oYiOJuM_iA-zTdsE7f8cRvU/s1600/my+little+turkey.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544015653985368018" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBPT-gbkA5PDf5GPf1_nuaPI_17eDOWIFg1TAlBvyXtGDCNBsTYJcM8H1DAfErF61QlX0urwkFjiebfHPgHrJ9NVY3kuz_2AEX_hNCcD1k4UQLuC1QWf5X3oYiOJuM_iA-zTdsE7f8cRvU/s400/my+little+turkey.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br />This little turkey was sad he didn't get to spend his first Thanksgiving with his Aunt Darci..but he's glad that she is having a blast on her cruise!<br /><br />So Darci gave me (her little sis Wendi) the password to her blog this week so I could publish a post for her and I told her I might just have to write a post of my own! I have to say that blogging is such a great form of entertainment. I don't write my own, but I love to read them and I have found so many through my sister's that I read on a daily basis. I think it's such a wonderful community and I know a lot of you out there help my sis to stay on track and keep motivated. I can't say that I do even close to as good of a job at the whole healthy living thing as my sister Darci does, but she definitely motivates me! She is a huge inspiration to me and I would love to be more like her:)<br /><br />Well even though it's the day after, I thought I would give you all a little list of what I'm thankful for. And here goes nothing...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCStgWNwzrLKSnzrboLl55aATR_i4HxUWY6AQqiikGU7lr5bjxi3440GYCF-d139xEnva6Cwpkm1tRnSX3N98LeN1dd_JDzQq1WkQUKUU91jcsnbYreJTiPd67vTQcZyGJXtERQmOT0NzG/s1600/me%2526darci%2526santa.bmp"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544032868370634994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCStgWNwzrLKSnzrboLl55aATR_i4HxUWY6AQqiikGU7lr5bjxi3440GYCF-d139xEnva6Cwpkm1tRnSX3N98LeN1dd_JDzQq1WkQUKUU91jcsnbYreJTiPd67vTQcZyGJXtERQmOT0NzG/s400/me%2526darci%2526santa.bmp" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br />My sister Darci who is also my best friend. (And Santa too!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwtGm0lqT_PsOUBNGg5CTmwqKkNZIf6rgpUAWiW7ietrn4ColYAHgiiYTuzDrDx-q41uobbUcv9ezoHiCPCl9oSdVlvPJHuboQcJ2yZY11dNXLVH6K0jg_dY6ZMa5DItfW99VLSHfFNhJ6/s1600/cross.bmp"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544032867463421362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwtGm0lqT_PsOUBNGg5CTmwqKkNZIf6rgpUAWiW7ietrn4ColYAHgiiYTuzDrDx-q41uobbUcv9ezoHiCPCl9oSdVlvPJHuboQcJ2yZY11dNXLVH6K0jg_dY6ZMa5DItfW99VLSHfFNhJ6/s400/cross.bmp" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" /></a><br />My Faith.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigroucvoYL8WzTwfviOH4udRPi2mAvs7jZpK_LtJubpWYmJjS3cpuM1NDliaCnSsBaJR675FhIDBKmbjuwJeUZyfz_5JSTXuNFtk8cAqUJue9RGFvvpHBnqpyFM5jqTTx4LgMaE_Bmm7JQ/s1600/sunset+beach.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544032824421531042" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigroucvoYL8WzTwfviOH4udRPi2mAvs7jZpK_LtJubpWYmJjS3cpuM1NDliaCnSsBaJR675FhIDBKmbjuwJeUZyfz_5JSTXuNFtk8cAqUJue9RGFvvpHBnqpyFM5jqTTx4LgMaE_Bmm7JQ/s400/sunset+beach.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" /></a><br />Life long friends and the beach.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjnwgVAe0bO9OKTxO7gdc-yBRLJk5EBLBSfiQVvg2KxzFC6Z1PjzfjakE_2iSUvAd54mIJ0AQhaArpGp5fXWtY9YzCuZgD1NkeUVdfJSGFPYij55Dozo8yxkukx4ttKrVjnXM9c0Eus08d/s1600/DSC08564.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544032817673909570" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjnwgVAe0bO9OKTxO7gdc-yBRLJk5EBLBSfiQVvg2KxzFC6Z1PjzfjakE_2iSUvAd54mIJ0AQhaArpGp5fXWtY9YzCuZgD1NkeUVdfJSGFPYij55Dozo8yxkukx4ttKrVjnXM9c0Eus08d/s400/DSC08564.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br />Some of the most amazing women in the world, my mom and my sisters.<br /><br />And finally what I am most thankful for this year..<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV1UPx0KJxOSN9vi-YhRFWkOEOB04wotzuSKjiBmdQyh1skLbsb53ncSZdpFLNPiA_3WDAoOcqTmPttu4X_iScatW2wsuvsGyNNlvox9-Zf1OwLXQKZ3zf3s0srqMBg6745MoL37OPJC8N/s1600/Hayden_Grettenberg_6.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544034162411067474" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV1UPx0KJxOSN9vi-YhRFWkOEOB04wotzuSKjiBmdQyh1skLbsb53ncSZdpFLNPiA_3WDAoOcqTmPttu4X_iScatW2wsuvsGyNNlvox9-Zf1OwLXQKZ3zf3s0srqMBg6745MoL37OPJC8N/s400/Hayden_Grettenberg_6.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEK3o5sQBNDpCz67d-8mFKuU7wKXPmpzk3zcOje4vSw5_cKYRXOuuSZWLWxTsGOKcPp57ZoN-hYdNY3vkGzCPUxHFEIbr-5xkGsFstHTcxkKxNk029xHmqSUX4ie81DnHiJRETWFW5sfLm/s1600/DSC01104.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544034156017840866" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEK3o5sQBNDpCz67d-8mFKuU7wKXPmpzk3zcOje4vSw5_cKYRXOuuSZWLWxTsGOKcPp57ZoN-hYdNY3vkGzCPUxHFEIbr-5xkGsFstHTcxkKxNk029xHmqSUX4ie81DnHiJRETWFW5sfLm/s400/DSC01104.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCaJrXkXOlMYrXxEwk8NScnUFeQOXkZ1oNYvkq93f3brggYDMzzBt5EmCRe5MkSIVNmmPGMlm6aYTdK7FvFMwyzsZBsy7GL9_EEtdiyxwlYmrfRb1EX_qqvzxiN4oLMd3rM2jNR-iNkSQ6/s1600/Hayden_Grettenberg_4.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544034126010028594" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCaJrXkXOlMYrXxEwk8NScnUFeQOXkZ1oNYvkq93f3brggYDMzzBt5EmCRe5MkSIVNmmPGMlm6aYTdK7FvFMwyzsZBsy7GL9_EEtdiyxwlYmrfRb1EX_qqvzxiN4oLMd3rM2jNR-iNkSQ6/s400/Hayden_Grettenberg_4.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Ev0CgvVdIfPmSJ-m9qZi0brMNEhKD0U3CuOI4ZhgXJ8_PO7fvDI-AJAevwFYeVZxaolQAL5-bi3K2nHB3_2jEeaff9iw8FfNoKE7IUgkkWAwX-bfJPXxzXzGOSCsc8fln0O76zseoESd/s1600/DSC01168.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544034116080061218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Ev0CgvVdIfPmSJ-m9qZi0brMNEhKD0U3CuOI4ZhgXJ8_PO7fvDI-AJAevwFYeVZxaolQAL5-bi3K2nHB3_2jEeaff9iw8FfNoKE7IUgkkWAwX-bfJPXxzXzGOSCsc8fln0O76zseoESd/s400/DSC01168.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpfpvc4okHjI2QEJg1sHg3OHS5bPWODiLVOwx4DPKj_pwMY6rZMNEoni_ylb_hNYAvIG0XsGNXeZWU17-xh6Rh8HtRrXqTysXoEKNxQP4Tw_YkBgzlegtbAZivgJ7FezmLogzECdMfaEHC/s1600/Hayden_Grettenberg_2.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544034101130120402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpfpvc4okHjI2QEJg1sHg3OHS5bPWODiLVOwx4DPKj_pwMY6rZMNEoni_ylb_hNYAvIG0XsGNXeZWU17-xh6Rh8HtRrXqTysXoEKNxQP4Tw_YkBgzlegtbAZivgJ7FezmLogzECdMfaEHC/s400/Hayden_Grettenberg_2.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" /></a><br />The love of my life..my pride and joy..and this blog's most popular baby..Hayden James:)<br /><br />I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLYSJ-O26JrcKs1_ACLgj2bdmAhUB8Nr1wgQRcbPo_b0sctJKM_E06LLJ8Km-ZXF8PbBu1lKjr_9XmjnHPV0ICllARTV_Wk6Kq36QQKGx-O-Fz0VBT73QUID5zhhRpIKLUqbC3lwy_aUpU/s1600/my+little+turkey+2.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544037629154123714" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLYSJ-O26JrcKs1_ACLgj2bdmAhUB8Nr1wgQRcbPo_b0sctJKM_E06LLJ8Km-ZXF8PbBu1lKjr_9XmjnHPV0ICllARTV_Wk6Kq36QQKGx-O-Fz0VBT73QUID5zhhRpIKLUqbC3lwy_aUpU/s400/my+little+turkey+2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" /></a>

T-Day a Day Late

This little turkey was sad he didn't get to spend his first Thanksgiving with his Aunt Darci..but he's glad that she is having a bla...

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Black Friday in more ways than one

I stepped on the scale this morning expecting the worse. I haven't weighed since Sunday when I was 175.6. Today, I was 181.6. Six pounds in five days. Who does that? Well, me, that's who. I've easily gained ten pounds in a week without even trying. I'm some sort of freak of nature and if I was on a deserted island I'm pretty sure I'd survive longer than anyone because of my body's unique way of holding on to calories. <br /><br />180 is my freakout weight. Someone once asked me if there's a weight that scares me into sanity. 180 is that weight. The reason is because at 180 my size 12 clothes are tight. At 185 my face changes. I've seen it happen. I normally have a long, slim face, but at 185 it starts to noticeably change. Of course it changes before that, gradually, where I hardly notice it, but at 185 it's like wow, who is that woman in the mirror. <br /><br />A word about Marie Callendar's pies. First, I made two pumpkin pies, one using a Weight Watcher recipe for 3 Points for 1/8 of the pie, and one with Stevia from an internet recipe. They were both disgusting. My husband went to the store on Thanksgiving Day and purchased two Marie Callender pies. One was Key Lime, one pumpkin. I can pass on pumpkin but I can't pass on Key Lime. 1/10 of that tiny pie was 320 calories, 16 grams fat and 45 grams carbohydrates (not to mention 35 grams of sugar). I ate three slices (1/10 each). That stuff is POISON. <br /><br />Before that I ate the traditional dinner with the best ever organic turkey from Trader Joes. That turkey was worth every cent. I've never eaten such a tasty bird.<br /><br />I could tell you more of what happened in detail, but it's pretty obvious. It wasn't just yesterday,  but it was all week. I ate too much and didn't exercise enough. I worked from home two days in a row when I was feeling weak when it came to food. Even though I attempted to make Thanksgiving as healthy as possible it wasn't just Thanksgiving Day that was my downfall, it was the entire week. It was my "it's the holidays!" attitude that got me in trouble. <br /><br />Now for the plan of action. Today I'm 100% back on plan. Counting Points because that's what I do best, drinking water by the gallons and a good solid gym workout for an hour and a half. Just knowing that I have my plan back in place makes me feel better. <br /><br />Part of my plan is to get back to posting on a more consistent basis and reading blogs and commenting. Even though I've been reading, I haven't commented much. Mainly because I felt like a hypocrite. When I'm not doing well on my plan I drop the posting and commenting as well. Who wants to read about me eating Key Lime pie? How can I give any advice when I'm a dismal failure? Well, I need to change and get back to myself.<br /><br />Just by posting this I feel 100% better. Weird, but sharing my failures makes me feel stronger and hopeful.

Black Friday in more ways than one

I stepped on the scale this morning expecting the worse. I haven't weighed since Sunday when I was 175.6. Today, I was 181.6. Six pounds...

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Chiffres clés - Année 2010, n 4

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Chiffres clés - Année 2010, n 4

Voici le 4ème numéro de l’année 2010 des « Chiffres Clés » produit par l’Observatoire de la Maison de l’Emploi du bassin d’Orléans. Dans ce ...

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