In Search of my Body...Not The One I ate...#3 "Crowning Goddesses As We Go"

[lisaviolet]

Flirtatious is good you know Lyz. You know that, right?

 

[DisneyWorld Delight]

I told you I was missing something!!!! Something wasn't uummmmm, reading right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I couldn't figure it all out.

Too flippin' funny. Well ignore my ramblin'.

ramble away.

Ok, ladies. I am going to bed. Morning comes early.

Kat, hows the jobber going? Has your town had a gas shortage?

 

[lisaviolet]

That and she's freakin' adorable!

A given Mrs. Incredible.

 

[DisneyWorld Delight]

Flirtatious is good you know Lyz. You know that, right?

I didn't take it as an insult. I took it as a happy adjective.

I have such low self esteem, I wouldn't dream of flirting. But that's another episode.

 

[lisaviolet]

We all forget to stop and do the things we love.... This bunch is good about reminding each other that from time to time we need to stop and take care of ourselves and do the things we love...

Paula

Even if I don't get "she reads like Liz" properly?

I know. I know.

Hey Paula,

What do you volunteer at?

Single I suppose by your spitting tea. Am I correct?

 

[lisaviolet]

Wait I know, I think, what you volunteer at. You mentor other women? Oh Lord. I shouldn't be guessing Paula. My track record is so poor tonight.

Help. Paula is an architect, oh please Lord let me get something right?

 

[lisaviolet]

I didn't take it as an insult. I took it as a happy adjective.

I have such low self esteem, I wouldn't dream of flirting. But that's another episode.

Yeah on the first one because it was meant as one. A biggie.

And a big boo on the second sentence because you are a cute, hysterical, sensitive (as in the knowing sense) and loving woman.

 

[3DisneyKids]

originally posted by lisaviolet: Yeah on the first one because it was meant as one. A biggie.

And a big boo on the second sentence because you are a cute, hysterical, sensitive (as in the knowing sense) and loving woman.

Ya, she is the Goddess of Friendship.

And yes, Paula is an architect. But works as a construction manager for like mega-huge commercial projects. Cause she is fierce like that. She volunteers at Odyssey of the Mind (a program for smart kids and teens) and the Girl Scouts, among other stuff. Cause she is super sweet like that.

 

[3DisneyKids]

Ok, ladies. I am going to bed. Morning comes early.

Kat, hows the jobber going? Has your town had a gas shortage?

Party pooper.

jobber You know that is slang for stuff, right?

Like Nancy, I am easily amused.

 

[lisaviolet]

originally posted by lisaviolet: Yeah on the first one because it was meant as one. A biggie.

And a big boo on the second sentence because you are a cute, hysterical, sensitive (as in the knowing sense) and loving woman.

Ya, she is the Goddess of Friendship.

And yes, Paula is an architect. But works as a construction manager for like mega-huge commercial projects. Cause she is fierce like that. She volunteers at Odyssey of the Mind (a program for smart kids and teens) and the Girl Scouts, among other stuff. Cause she is super sweet like that.

Whew. Thanks Erika. Busy Paula.

 

[Astro Orbiter]

First post! See what happens when I get up early to exercise?

Day 1, Couch to 5K, DONE. Deb sweating, done. Seriuosly humid here this morning. It's fall! Get with the program, Mother Nature!

See you all later!

Deb

 

[DisneyWorld Delight]

Party pooper.

jobber You know that is slang for stuff, right?

Like Nancy, I am easily amused.

Um, no! This I did not know. BowChickbowbow

You guys are really too kind to me. xxoo

Deb, great job on couch 2 5K day one done! It's hot in Ohio this week too and I'm going to write a letter. It's supposed to be 74 and beautiful.

This morning ladies, I am in a much better mindset. Sunday night I went to bed with a headache and woke up in a fog.

Today I am clear and ready to tackle my demons.

See, I actually did buy new jeans on Sunday. &()E#&* Jeans. I hate them. I have such issues in my head. I went to the store and all these other women were shopping. And I immediately shut down. I spend so much time obsessing about what other women are thinking when they look at my slothly self. And I know they are not. I mean who am I? And I'm not judging them by their choices. But I guess I feel like such a fake. The "me" I want to be, wants to buy beautiful stylish things that don't fit the "me" I am, who doesn't deserve them anyway.

So I pull one pair of jeans out. Boot cut. check. Hustle to the dressing room. Pull on. Whatever. They don't look good, but what is going to look good. I get into the line. Buy. Done. I hate them. I walk to my pretty car, that I don't match. Get in, and proceed to sit for like 20 minutes. Lots of things rolling. How far I have to go to be who I want to be. Like, so totally far that 10 cream donuts will make me feel better. (I didn't go there, thankfully, but was tempted.)

At this point I am rambling. But I know you all have been there and can commiserate. I was even thinking about SBF. Which I don't think I have, just cause I have bigger offending fat. But the term came to mind. lol.

Yesterday I was in a funk. And wearing the offending jeans. Today, I feel a little better, and will probably wear old faithful. Hole and all.

Now that I have depressed you...


adding - I do realize there are worse things happening in the world than my life.

 

[3DisneyKids]

Lyz--but you see, you HAVE come so far. You have tackled the dreadmill and the bike and have been putting time in there.

But far more importantly, you are tackling the mental crap. And if you ask me, that is the biggest part of the battle. Once your mind is in it, it is full steam ahead, you know?

And let's not forget that you resisted the donuts!

I am starting my tracking today, too. Race--check. Not I gotta deal with the fat. And I DO have SBF. It has to go. HAS to. Wanna track with me? You know I hate it. HATE it. But I will do it.

 

[3DisneyKids]

First post! See what happens when I get up early to exercise?

Day 1, Couch to 5K, DONE. Deb sweating, done. Seriuosly humid here this morning. It's fall! Get with the program, Mother Nature!

See you all later!

Deb

WOO HOO Deb! So what did you think? Did you like it? hate it? Was it too easy? Too hard? Do you feel like you can stick with this and it will work for you?

 

[DisneyWorld Delight]

Yes. I will start tracking again today too EriKa.

 

[DISNEY4XMAS]

OMG, Lisa! That is too funny!

And here are the pics of me and Tracy and Joanne! (Note--these were all taken by Cammie who is just 7 and has a cheap-o digital camera, so they are not the best.)

This is me at the finish...PROOF! (and if you look closely, you can see someone behind me with her hands up the in air as she gets ready to cross...and others well behind her...proof that I was not last! :rofl: )

And here is me getting my chip off. Why she took this, I'll never know!

Three happy WISHers (Joanne, me, and Tracy):

Me and my girls:

Back of my shirt:

Love The Pictures E~ You look Great!!! Kids are beautiful

Really. I am going to cry. I love you.

And look at your legs! OMG. You hottie.

Hello I had tears TOO!

I didn't take it as an insult. I took it as a happy adjective.

I have such low self esteem, I wouldn't dream of flirting. But that's another episode.

Flirting is great I do it all the time! I flirt at work with patients and with DR and other men folk ... It makes me feel like I am on a high sometimes!

Um, no! This I did not know. BowChickbowbow

You guys are really too kind to me. xxoo

Deb, great job on couch 2 5K day one done! It's hot in Ohio this week too and I'm going to write a letter. It's supposed to be 74 and beautiful.

This morning ladies, I am in a much better mindset. Sunday night I went to bed with a headache and woke up in a fog.

Today I am clear and ready to tackle my demons.

See, I actually did buy new jeans on Sunday. &()E#&* Jeans. I hate them. I have such issues in my head. I went to the store and all these other women were shopping. And I immediately shut down. I spend so much time obsessing about what other women are thinking when they look at my slothly self. And I know they are not. I mean who am I? And I'm not judging them by their choices. But I guess I feel like such a fake. The "me" I want to be, wants to buy beautiful stylish things that don't fit the "me" I am, who doesn't deserve them anyway.

So I pull one pair of jeans out. Boot cut. check. Hustle to the dressing room. Pull on. Whatever. They don't look good, but what is going to look good. I get into the line. Buy. Done. I hate them. I walk to my pretty car, that I don't match. Get in, and proceed to sit for like 20 minutes. Lots of things rolling. How far I have to go to be who I want to be. Like, so totally far that 10 cream donuts will make me feel better. (I didn't go there, thankfully, but was tempted.)

At this point I am rambling. But I know you all have been there and can commiserate. I was even thinking about SBF. Which I don't think I have, just cause I have bigger offending fat. But the term came to mind. lol.

Yesterday I was in a funk. And wearing the offending jeans. Today, I feel a little better, and will probably wear old faithful. Hole and all.

Now that I have depressed you...


adding - I do realize there are worse things happening in the world than my life.

OK so now you have something to work for making yourself look good in these jeans! I plan on going and buying myself a pair this week ... umm just because I don't have any anymore they are all to big and I gave them away!

So I took a ME day yesterday and went for lunch and a movie with a friend and the Movie was ok It was the "WOMEN" ok not great but did see some previews that I must go back to see! I did good at lunch we headed to applebees and I had a HUGE glass of water and a very tiny caesar salad and a crock of Onion soup. Then at the movies I got a FREE small pop corna nd Beth and I shared it and we only managed to eat half of it. Threw the rest out. I went to weight watchers and was dreading it on two levels one because I have gain back weight this week and two because my mother was going to be there and I had to deal with her! I have not seen or spoken to my mother in 22 days. Remember she doesn't like my house and talked to my best friends about it! and PISSED ME OFF! She acted like nothing happened and talked to me I kept it on a social level and only answered when I had to! Then MY HUSBAND! Noticed I didn't put DH because he isn't DEAR! He drove me to WW and went and feed kids and got gas, I text him saying I am all done and he tells sam to text me back and say that they are at his mothers and I should have MY MOTHER DRIVE ME UP THERE! WHAT ARE YOU KIDDING ME! I had to fold because I was freezing shorts and a t-shirt in 53 degree weather isn't great! I managed small talk and told her that within the next two weeks I will be needing my grandparents dining room set. She mentioned that she noticed that the people are moved out and that was it! Good bye thanks for the ride in the house I went. I gave the look of death to stephen and told him he was an A$$. He laughed and thought it was funny!
Ok I have to go get dressed I need to bring Zac over to Burlington, VT for a check up with the endocrinologist.
Oh IN weight I gained 2.9 pounds! DAM TOM! or is it GUSTAV?

I should be on later today!!!

 

[princessrunner]

Good morning everyone!!

Erika, I hope you are feeling better today. Thanks for the pic on the Super Goofs thread, it was great!!! And, yes the WDW half is fun, fun and meant to be fun. The only hills are Contemporary Hill which is short and sweet (although steep) and then the overpass into EPCOT at the end (which caused spewing of cuss words from me). Otherwise, it is flat, flat and did I mention fun????

Deb, welcome to the wonderful world of running!! How did it feel? I would ask the questions Erika asked all over again. So tell us so I don't have to put the hyper smilie in here!!!!

Lyz, nothing is more important in the world when you feel the way you do about the jeans and shopping. First up, let me reassure you that all the smaller people in the store are comparing themselves to everyone else just like you were. We all do it, no matter our size. Secondly, fit is an issue for everyone too. I may be smaller but I cannot find jeans that fit. My legs are very muscular from years of lifting and my current running career. I am not one of those lean beanpoles, I am more of a beefy girl myself (and yes I am proud of that). If I find jeans that fit my waist, they are not made for my legs; if they fit my legs, they are not made for my waist. I figure you have to be built kind of like an ethiopian Barbie doll to look perfect in jeans today.

Love the person that you are and do the best to dress the person that you are right now. Remember that dressing poorly only makes you look worse (I have this conversation with my sweatpants every day mother). You are a beautiful person inside and out and you have to be the one to see that, not just us. I struggle with my own self-esteem issues daily so I truly feel your pain very deeply.

And hey, you got new clothes and you resisted doughnuts. Win-win right!!!! Hang in there!

Everyone else, I hope you are all having a terrific day. It is nice crisp and cool here just waiting for me to get done work and hit a quick 7 mile tempo run today. Two more weeks to my half marathon!!!!!!

 

[SeptemberGirl]

Lisa reads alot like Liz, doncha think?

I think so, too.

I understand Erika. You know your body. And everyone is different. I remember Bette Midler saying the same kind of thing. And she's tiny. She told Oprah she was overweight at one point and had gained seven or eight pounds. Oprah went into hysterics but Bette explained a few pounds is a huge deal on her frame and size. We are opposite so I really understand. I can gain those eight that you want to lose and no one would probably notice and I would be in the same size - only tight.

And this is the not nice part -

When I lost 25 pounds on the BL - not one member of my family noticed. Not one. I'm not sure they noticed the previous 40 plus over the years earlier - don't know the exact number because I didn't get on a scale all those years of losing.

I weigh about 224. And honestly if I stopped right now - I look fine. No one would guess that weight. I have no idea what my goal might be - I'll know when I get there but I think it's between 180-195. I'm sighing - university when I thought I was so huge just because of my bones. That I just didn't look like "that girl" so to speak. Now I know at 41 that I will never be "that girl" - God didn't make my bones like that. And I am "this girl" and that's a-okay!!!

So when those numbers are a goal well the scale isn't really so exciting.

Boy, I'm a ramblin'. Your pictures just brought out so much.


Regardless you really look fantastic. I am so incredibly impressed. I'm praying that some money comes my way so I can see you in person.

Lisa

I was 237 when I started, and when I lost a little bit, like 25lbs, no one noticed. But they also didn't think I needed to lose 87lbs. I carry it well. Of course they see the before and now pics and DIE with the difference. I"m going to have to post the birthday 07 and birthday 08's for you.

ha, it made perfect sense to me.

You, lisaviolet, read like September Girl. I was reading your post about pictures to EriKa and I actually had to go and look to make sure it was you and not Liz.

That is so funny.

Haha. This isn't what I meant at all. And yes, Liz loves to read. I think alot of us do.

I actually meant, you sound like Liz. Your talking/writing style reminds me of Liz. I said "read" cause obviously, I can't hear you, I read you.

I know, she does, I find it, too!


Lol. What made you think I am a flirt?

I don't think I'm flirtatious at all. I am painfully honest (master of the obvious), naturally curious and always intent on having a good time and others around me to have a good time too. My smile and attempts at making others feel at ease, may come across as flirting, but I don't think I do, ever. I'll have to ask the hub.

I am married. 13 years, October 18. (and yes, I'm 31, you do the math.) I don't know how I nabbed him. He liked me for a long time. And we were friends. Then, I realized I liked him too. And we quickly decided we couldn't live apart. 13 years later, and more mature, I realize I could live apart, but not going to, we are well matched. Both very intense and a little loco.

SHUT UP. You are a flirt, you are witty, you are amazing. HOMG, gilrfriend, it's all true.

Um, no! This I did not know. BowChickbowbow

You guys are really too kind to me. xxoo

Deb, great job on couch 2 5K day one done! It's hot in Ohio this week too and I'm going to write a letter. It's supposed to be 74 and beautiful.

This morning ladies, I am in a much better mindset. Sunday night I went to bed with a headache and woke up in a fog.

Today I am clear and ready to tackle my demons.

See, I actually did buy new jeans on Sunday. &()E#&* Jeans. I hate them. I have such issues in my head. I went to the store and all these other women were shopping. And I immediately shut down. I spend so much time obsessing about what other women are thinking when they look at my slothly self. And I know they are not. I mean who am I? And I'm not judging them by their choices. But I guess I feel like such a fake. The "me" I want to be, wants to buy beautiful stylish things that don't fit the "me" I am, who doesn't deserve them anyway.

So I pull one pair of jeans out. Boot cut. check. Hustle to the dressing room. Pull on. Whatever. They don't look good, but what is going to look good. I get into the line. Buy. Done. I hate them. I walk to my pretty car, that I don't match. Get in, and proceed to sit for like 20 minutes. Lots of things rolling. How far I have to go to be who I want to be. Like, so totally far that 10 cream donuts will make me feel better. (I didn't go there, thankfully, but was tempted.)

At this point I am rambling. But I know you all have been there and can commiserate. I was even thinking about SBF. Which I don't think I have, just cause I have bigger offending fat. But the term came to mind. lol.

Yesterday I was in a funk. And wearing the offending jeans. Today, I feel a little better, and will probably wear old faithful. Hole and all.

Now that I have depressed you...


adding - I do realize there are worse things happening in the world than my life.

1. We are not kind. Well, I'm not. Remember? I'm a b$tch. I'm HONEST.

2. Yeah, I get the jean thing. I do look at other women and how things fit them, but not because I want to be judgmental. I want a friend in the dressing room! Another hippy chick with a big ***!

I too bought jeans I hate and am returning. They are Old Navy, sweetheart cut - great cut for me. but get this shizzle: The 12s are too big and the 10s do not even fit my CALVES. No joke, they do not make it over my calf. Like, holy hell, my calf is fat, too???

Gap seems to be out of curvy fit and only has "seriously skinny b$tches" fit in stock. I have not gone to Banana or Loft, but Eddie Bauer is the same thing - huge 12s and 10s that are tight in the CALF. Unlike Old Navy, I could pull them up and button them and the hips were okay, but omg the calves.

This is messed up, no?

And I pulled down some fall shirt from my shelf and they are all these striped monstrousities, like you dress toddlers in.

If two weeks ago was parental breakdown week, this week is bad clothes image week.

Good morning everyone!!

Erika, I hope you are feeling better today. Thanks for the pic on the Super Goofs thread, it was great!!! And, yes the WDW half is fun, fun and meant to be fun. The only hills are Contemporary Hill which is short and sweet (although steep) and then the overpass into EPCOT at the end (which caused spewing of cuss words from me). Otherwise, it is flat, flat and did I mention fun????

Deb, welcome to the wonderful world of running!! How did it feel? I would ask the questions Erika asked all over again. So tell us so I don't have to put the hyper smilie in here!!!!

Lyz, nothing is more important in the world when you feel the way you do about the jeans and shopping. First up, let me reassure you that all the smaller people in the store are comparing themselves to everyone else just like you were. We all do it, no matter our size. Secondly, fit is an issue for everyone too. I may be smaller but I cannot find jeans that fit. My legs are very muscular from years of lifting and my current running career. I am not one of those lean beanpoles, I am more of a beefy girl myself (and yes I am proud of that). If I find jeans that fit my waist, they are not made for my legs; if they fit my legs, they are not made for my waist. I figure you have to be built kind of like an ethiopian Barbie doll to look perfect in jeans today.

Love the person that you are and do the best to dress the person that you are right now. Remember that dressing poorly only makes you look worse (I have this conversation with my sweatpants every day mother). You are a beautiful person inside and out and you have to be the one to see that, not just us. I struggle with my own self-esteem issues daily so I truly feel your pain very deeply.

And hey, you got new clothes and you resisted doughnuts. Win-win right!!!! Hang in there!

Everyone else, I hope you are all having a terrific day. It is nice crisp and cool here just waiting for me to get done work and hit a quick 7 mile tempo run today. Two more weeks to my half marathon!!!!!!

Well said.


Deb - great job on starting the C25K!

Erika - Remember when you ran a half????

 

[princessrunner]

I cannot wear the ON jeans for the SAME reason, too tight on the calves. Everytime I sit down, they don't stand back up with me. Try American Eagle boyfriend cut jeans, really. They are not just for teenagers!!!

 

[goofyfan-12]

Even if I don't get "she reads like Liz" properly?

I know. I know.

Hey Paula,

What do you volunteer at?

Single I suppose by your spitting tea. Am I correct?

Yup... I guess I have some social skills that need developing....

Wait I know, I think, what you volunteer at. You mentor other women? Oh Lord. I shouldn't be guessing Paula. My track record is so poor tonight.

Help. Paula is an architect, oh please Lord let me get something right?

you got that part right.... it took me weeks to get everyone's names and background info straight... In a pinch, I do answer to hey you...

originally posted by lisaviolet: Yeah on the first one because it was meant as one. A biggie.

And a big boo on the second sentence because you are a cute, hysterical, sensitive (as in the knowing sense) and loving woman.

Ya, she is the Goddess of Friendship.

And yes, Paula is an architect. But works as a construction manager for like mega-huge commercial projects. Cause she is fierce like that. She volunteers at Odyssey of the Mind (a program for smart kids and teens) and the Girl Scouts, among other stuff. Cause she is super sweet like that.

Erika - awesome memory.... you got everything right...

Lyz--but you see, you HAVE come so far. You have tackled the dreadmill and the bike and have been putting time in there.

But far more importantly, you are tackling the mental crap. And if you ask me, that is the biggest part of the battle. Once your mind is in it, it is full steam ahead, you know?

And let's not forget that you resisted the donuts!

To quote Erika - All I can say here is WORD!!!!!

I am starting my tracking today, too. Race--check. Not I gotta deal with the fat. And I DO have SBF. It has to go. HAS to. Wanna track with me? You know I hate it. HATE it. But I will do it.

Erika - I will start tracking again if you will.... I have had an apple, my JC cereal, banana and skim milk breakfast and a cup of tea (that I did not spit out.... )

OK so now you have something to work for making yourself look good in these jeans! I plan on going and buying myself a pair this week ... umm just because I don't have any anymore they are all to big and I gave them away!

So I took a ME day yesterday and went for lunch and a movie with a friend and the Movie was ok It was the "WOMEN" ok not great but did see some previews that I must go back to see! I did good at lunch we headed to applebees and I had a HUGE glass of water and a very tiny caesar salad and a crock of Onion soup. Then at the movies I got a FREE small pop corna nd Beth and I shared it and we only managed to eat half of it. Threw the rest out. I went to weight watchers and was dreading it on two levels one because I have gain back weight this week and two because my mother was going to be there and I had to deal with her! I have not seen or spoken to my mother in 22 days. Remember she doesn't like my house and talked to my best friends about it! and PISSED ME OFF! She acted like nothing happened and talked to me I kept it on a social level and only answered when I had to! Then MY HUSBAND! Noticed I didn't put DH because he isn't DEAR! He drove me to WW and went and feed kids and got gas, I text him saying I am all done and he tells sam to text me back and say that they are at his mothers and I should have MY MOTHER DRIVE ME UP THERE! WHAT ARE YOU KIDDING ME! I had to fold because I was freezing shorts and a t-shirt in 53 degree weather isn't great! I managed small talk and told her that within the next two weeks I will be needing my grandparents dining room set. She mentioned that she noticed that the people are moved out and that was it! Good bye thanks for the ride in the house I went. I gave the look of death to stephen and told him he was an A$$. He laughed and thought it was funny!
Ok I have to go get dressed I need to bring Zac over to Burlington, VT for a check up with the endocrinologist.
Oh IN weight I gained 2.9 pounds! DAM TOM! or is it GUSTAV?

I should be on later today!!!

OK - I would seriously slap your husband upside the head for what he did to you, but at the same time, life is too short to be pissed at your mom for too long a period of time.... just my two cents...

To all who are dreading the jean shopping.... I feel your pain. I spend every day of my work life in jeans it seems like so I have tried on many a pair. I have work jeans (basic, straight leg, no frills, fit all right, but will never get me noticed kind) and then I have my dress jeans (fun, fuller boot leg type cuts that you must wear heels with or giraffe print shoes in order for them to be fully appreciated), but never the two shall mix. As far as shopping goes, we all have the same fears in the dressing room, but if I can give you one piece of advice from my retail days.... forget what the number on the tag says as it is just that... a number. Shop for fit before all else because when you find the one that fits perfectly, you will never feel so awesome..... Also, find yourself a good tailor and if you have difficult areas to fit, fit the largest part of your body first and have the rest altered. Wearing clothes that fit you properly will get your weight loss efforts noticed quickly by others. I finally got rid of my big jeans an am wearing ones that fit and the compliments are rolling in. Now, I haven't lost any significant weight in months, but people are commenting now.... Because I am wearing clothes that fit well.

Ok - off my Stacy and Clinton soapbox....

I am off to get some work done.... I'll check in around lunch and see how you all are doing...

Paula