Monthly Archives: April 2013

Bet you can’t eat just one…I know I can’t

I have decided one of the reasons I got to the point of over weight that I did is thanks to nibbles.  I am a nibbler.  When my son had left overs, I nibbled on them, when I was at a party I would take just one cookie, and then another, then another, when I had a bag of chips, I’d eat a few, then nibble my way through the whole bag.

The last couple of days nibbling has been a challenge I’ve been facing and I have to say, haven’t been doing too great a job at tackling.  Yesterday I had a Lia Sophia party at my mom’s house.  I did a great job of picking snacks that would be healthy for me.  I got light dip, and fresh veggies.  My mom on the other hand, no so much.  She had a key lime cheese ball with some chocolate dusted pretzels.  It looked so good, and I love cream cheese.  I decided to have just one.  BAD IDEA!  One turned into 2, then 3 and before I knew it, I had eaten my lunch points on cheese ball.  It was delicious, but left me starving for much of the afternoon. 


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Last night when my son didn’t finish his dinner, I found myself picking at his leftovers.  I still managed to stay within my points but not in what I would consider a healthy way.  These are all habits I used to have that I have been trying hard to break.  The problem is, food just tastes so good to me.

The only solution I have found so far, is to avoid the yummiest things all together.  I know I can’t have just one bite of chocolate cake, I want the whole cake and while I start with good intentions, I rarely end that way.  So today it’s back on track.  Back to saving my bites for the stuff that is really going to help fuel me through the day.  Hopefully I will eventually be able to have these kinds of yummy tib bits with a little more self control, but until then I know the best thing for me to do is avoid them.

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Posted by on April 14, 2013 in Uncategorized


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Bad Breakfast

Yesterday was a really tough day for me.  All I wanted to do was eat.  For the first time in months, I went to bed starving.  I think I may have even dreamed about food.  I couldn’t figure out why yesterday was so different from days past.

Then it came to me… I had fast food for breakfast.  I stayed within my points for the day, but I started out my day eating about 4 more points than my usual breakfast.  Those points weren’t food that stuck with me either.  Lesson learned.  Grabbing a quick bite is so not worth the pain for the rest of the day.  Today it was back to light English Muffins for this girl.

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Posted by on April 12, 2013 in Uncategorized


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Me? An Inspiration…?

This morning I headed to my Weight Watchers meeting as is my Wednesday morning ritual.  I weighed in (50 pounds this morning, since mid October!!  Yay!!) and headed into the meeting.

While I was weighing in, I heard the girl in front of me, who has been coming to meetings for a while, (who lost 4 pounds this week) say she decided this past week she was going to really focus and work hard at it. 

On the way out, she stopped me and asked my name.  She then told me, the reason why she decided it was time to get serious is because I have inspired her.  You probably could have knocked me over with a feather.  There are days I struggle to be inspired myself, let alone to inspire other people.

This isn’t the first time someone has told me that in the past month.  I had someone send me a message on facebook that said she had decided to join Weight Watchers because she had seen what I had been doing.  The night I got that message, it brought tears to my eyes.  It has been so hard for me to get here and to know that because I decided I wanted to change my life, someone else might want to do the same, is amazing to me.  I am humbled, and my own motivation is renewed whenever I hear something like this.


I look around me on a regular basis and see so many people that have inspired me.  My sister is one of the most inspiring women I know.  She worked hard to lose weight before she got pregnant with her 3rd child.  After he was born, she mustered up the motivation to do it again.  She is still not to her goal weight, but she is beautiful, just as she has always been, and her motivation is what motivated me to start in the first place.

My running buddy has also been an inspiration to me.  She has done an amazing job getting to a healthier lifestyle.  She has been through some truly life altering experiences that might have left some to let go of their fight but she has battled.  She looks amazing and her strength physically, as well as emotionally amazes me.  She is the reason I started trying to run and the reason I haven’t given up.

My mother has also always been such an inspiration to me.  My whole life she has inspired me because she is my mom, but more than that, she has always taught me how important I was as a person rather than a size.  My mom has battled with her weight for a long time, and has had to deal with some pretty harsh people and judgements because of it.  In my mind, that has only made her stronger and only made her that much more beautiful.

There are so many others who I take inspiration from.  My friends that are no longer here on this Earth are a constant reminder of how blessed I am to be here and that I should never take anything for granted, including my health; my children, who remind me on a daily basis how strong I am and how much I have to live a healthy life for; my husband, who no matter what our lives throw at us, is always my biggest fan; my dad, who would walk through fire for me if I asked him to; my in-laws who were the first (and to this point only) members of “Team Beth.”

You never know when you’re inspiring someone.  You never know when the kick start you give yourself to get out of bed and go to the gym is kick starting someone else, and it doesn’t really matter.  What matters is at the end of the day you inspired yourself, everyone else is a wonderful bonus!


Posted by on April 10, 2013 in Uncategorized


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After Run Craving

For the first time since I started running and really for the first time since I started working out, I got a mad crazy craving yesterday and my 5k.  All I could think about all afternoon was a big, juicy steak (even the thought of it now makes my mouth water)!


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Sorry to anyone who is now craving red meat because of this post.

I had made homemade chicken noodle soup the day before my race in hopes it would help fight off my cold (which it didn’t…why can’t it work like it does in movies?)  That was what was for dinner last night…leftovers.  This was most certainly not what my tummy was calling for, but I was not in the mood to go to the store and cook dinner, since I was tired and chilled from my race, so I ate my chicken soup. 

When that didn’t help my craving, I ate some spicy fries, hoping that would calm my screaming belly.  When that didn’t work, I went the healthy route and ate a carrot, and let me say that certainly didn’t help. 

I went to bed shortly after that convinced if I didn’t I would either eat everything in the house, or I would end up on my way to the grocery store to get steak at 10 o’clock at night. 

Guess what’s for dinner tonight!  Now if the hour of Zumba (heading there after work) could fly by so I can get home to eat, that would be awesome!


Posted by on April 8, 2013 in Uncategorized


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5k Number 2, Check!

Today I did my second 5k.  I don’t know how but I managed to shave 20 seconds off my time from last week.  Not as much as I had hoped, but I am proud of myself.  I was fighting a cold, and it really kicked my butt today.  Not only was I fighting a cold, but it was freezing!  It was probably right around 35 degrees and windy.  It didn’t help that part of the race was across a bridge.  By the time we got to the end of the bridge, my lungs were on fire, my arms were numb from the cold and I couldn’t feel my nose. 

Today, I had a friend from high school running with me.  It was good to have someone to motivate and someone to motivate me.  She did amazing for her first 5k and I was so thankful for her today.  When my lungs were burning from my cold combined with the cold, she kept me moving. 

Another thing that kept me going was knowing I had a cheering section.  I had passed them on the way through, and knew they were waiting for me at the finish line.  They were all wearing “Team Beth” t-shirts with “Courage, Inspiration, Pride” on the back.  They were a surprise this morning. 

While I struggled out of the gate with this race, I felt stronger in general.  There were a lot more hills with this race, a lot more people and it was for sure a lot colder.  I had more obstacles this time around, but I still managed to finish in 20 seconds less than before.


Approaching the finish line, and can you believe I’m smiling?

As we were approaching the last stretch of the race, our “Finish line team” came to help us finish strong.  My running buddy and one of her CrossFit friends met us and helped give that last push we needed.  I still had to walk a little before the finish, but I gave it my all today. 

Today, I felt the pride I was looking for last week.  Maybe it was because of my cheering section, maybe it was because I knew I did the best I could in the situation, or maybe it was having the distraction of someone running with me.  Either way, I’m glad I went, and when I was tempted to stop at the 1 mile marker, I didn’t and that’s something.

Now I just need to find another race that I can do when I’m healthy, so I can kick my race times butt!  I know I did the best that I could today, but I know I can do better!


My cheering section, my brother in law, my 4 year old, my sister in law, my hubby and our 7 month old, my mother in law and father in law. Thanks for coming everyone!



Posted by on April 7, 2013 in Uncategorized


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Dear Self

Tomorrow you will line up at the starting line of your second 5k.  You will feel a little nervous, a little out of place and a little excitement.  You will breath in the energy of all the runners around you.  In that moment the excitement will be replaced with self doubt.

‘There’s no way you can make it a whole mile without stopping to walk, and even if you do, you will be “running” slower than a walk,’ ‘3 miles is a long way, why even bother trying?’ ‘There are people waiting to congratulate you at the finish line, and for what?’ ‘What makes you think you’re anything close to an athlete?’ ‘Everyone is looking at you, they know you don’t belong here.’  ‘You let yourself get to this point.’ ‘You are fat, you’re slow and you’re wasting yours (and all those who came to support you) time.’

You know this is what you will do, because they’re thoughts that go through your mind all the time.  For so many years, you have allowed yourself to think only the worst of yourself.  These thoughts of never being good enough are likely what got you here in the first place.  You don’t even know where these thoughts came from.  It’s not like you haven’t always had people in your life supporting you, telling you, you’re always better than good enough.  Everyone around you has always seen your potential and they see it still, and it’s time for you to start seeing it for yourself.

When those thoughts start to wonder into your head at the starting line tomorrow, think of this instead.  You’re so much further than you were less than 6 months ago.  Even standing at the starting line is an improvement.  Anything is better than sitting on the couch wasting precious moments being nothing but a shell.  With every step you take, you’re not only closer to the finish line, but closer to the person you used to know, closer to the athlete you are inside, and closer to believing it for yourself. 

Give it everything you have.  Don’t sell yourself short.  When you think you’re to the point you can’t go any further, you can, and you have before.  You can do so much more than you think you can.  You have survived through many things and this, in comparison, is nothing. 

This is for you.  That’s probably why you have such a hard time putting all of you into it.  If it was for your children, your husband, your sister, parent or friend you would give it 150%.  You may have forgotten, but you are worth it!  You are worth every step, every breath, every mile, every minute. 

No more excuses!  No more putting yourself in the position to come in last! 

At the end of the day, at the end of the race, it won’t matter what place you came in, it won’t matter how long it took you to run 3 miles, it won’t make any difference how many people passed you along the way.  What matters is there are people waiting there that love you and believe in you.  There are people who are proud of you, and somewhere in the midst of all of them, you just might find yourself.


Posted by on April 6, 2013 in Uncategorized


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Just What I Needed

Tomorrow is my second 5k.  I have 3 goals for the race, one is to beat my time from last week, run/jog the first mile without stopping and to do the best I can.  That being said, as if I needed anything else to make me doubt myself, I have come down with a raging cold!

I have a sore throat, headache and am super congested.  Last night I took my Ny Quil in hopes it would help me feel better this morning, and in fact I woke up feeling worse.  I’m about 5 days in and you’d think it’d be getting better on its own by now.  I can’t take Ny Quil tonight since I can plan on needing at least 14 hours of sleep after taking it, so now all I can do is pray that I wake up feeling a ton better and that I can breath.

In the meantime, I’ll keep coughing, and sniffling and sneezing,  Doubting I’ll be able to survive the day at home alone with 2 kids, let alone a more than 3 mile run.


Posted by on April 6, 2013 in Uncategorized


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