Disclosure: Megan was gifted her 30 day challenge, however, her amazing transformation is her own! Photo Taken 6 weeks Ago A photo posted by JoAnn & Megan (@awhimsiclelife) on Oct 10, 2014 at 10:55am PDT Photo Taken 6 Weeks Later on Day 25 of 30 Day Weight Loss Challenge. A photo posted by JoAnn & Megan (@awhimsiclelife) on Nov 11, 2014 at 7:21am PST I only have two boobs! I don’t need a bra extender! Huh?! What?! For the past four years I have used an elastic bra extender on my bras because it appeared I had four boobs. The extender lengthens the band around the bra, allowing for more room instead of buying all new bras. Well, today, I chucked them in the trash. It is a small victory but one that moved me to tears. I had a few mental set backs this last week, but my 30 Day Challenge has turned into so much more than just losing the weight. I think this mental roadblock has kept me from really believing that this life change is actually possible. I had an argument with my husband during the week and my immediate response was to cope and console myself with food. I made up for my hurt feelings by avoiding them with pizza and chocolate. My feelings of inadequacy and doubt made me compromise the very thing that is keeping me whole at the moment. I was determined to undermine my success and live up to the very thing many expect of me, failure. I honestly feel amazing. Even though I get up every hour with one kid or the other, I still have the energy and excitement to wake up in the morning. Finding a realistic rhythm to weight loss has been key for me. Sure, I could have lost twice as much weight if I never had cheat days, but that’s not how I’m going to live the rest of my life, so why do it now? I still have my cheat meals, but the biggest difference is they are planned out. I don’t run out to Taco Bell or Starbucks anymore unless I have planned for it. Not only am I saving calories, I am saving money. I ate pizza, had a candy bar, and went to sushi and I still lost two pounds. I could have given up because I went “out of bounds” but that was the old me. This new energized, excited, and motivated Megan keeps going. But I will be honest. I didn’t want to keep going this last week. The cleanse days are so hard. They cleanse my body of toxins but also drag out the emotional garbage as well. The self doubt triggers thoughts of comparison, and that is a dangerous DANGEROUS game to play. After meeting with a beautiful new friend, who is literally saving my life through this program I asked myself, “does my view of myself match God’s view of me?” This […]
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When I worked in the entertainment industry, going out for drinks after work was the norm. As a Hollywood assistant, I needed to network. However, when I set up these drink meetings with other assistants, I would inevitably reschedule on the day of the meetup. Namely because, I never felt like I would measure up. The thought of having to awkwardly walk into an unfamiliar restaurant and look for someone that I had never met face-to-face unnerved me. Frankly, it was all in my head. I purposely avoided social situations because of specific things that I was telling myself. They were my confidence killers. My top three were: My weight I always told myself that I would be more confident if I could just lose 20 pounds. Clothes never fit me right. They would always be too small in the waist and too baggy in the butt. I just didn’t feel cute. (My sister. Don’t mind her) As much as I would like to say that I finally realized my weight didn’t matter and that I learned to accept myself no matter the size… it isn’t true. Having my daughter finally gave me the motivation to stick to a healthier eating regime with the help of Weight Watchers. I never wanted her to see me ever having an issue with the way I looked. It took me 6 months to lose 20 pounds. I still maintain it today… more or less. Will they think I’m smart? When I worked in LA, my first job was an assistant in a talent agency. Well, actually, I started in the mailroom of this talent agency. The people who went right into the assistant jobs had some sort of connection – whether through their school or through a family member or friend. I knew no one and I had a degree from Arizona State University. While ASU has improved its image in the past few years, when I graduated, Playboy had just named it the number 1 party school. So, I clammed up. I didn’t network. I felt nervous making eye contact with some of the major agents, all because I had serious doubts about my intelligence and my choice of education. Little did I know, it didn’t matter. That agency was such a microcosm of the entire entertainment industry as a whole. In fact, when I left the agency my next boss didn’t have a college degree. Yet he was amazingly successful and persevered on entrepreneurial drive and charisma. He’s still in the industry and president of one of the major production companies in LA. So, in short, your degree and others opinions don’t matter. I now focus on my future plans, my vision and where I am headed. My clothes This one had a lot to do with my weight and how I felt about my body, but also I had no clue how to dress. Nothing ever seemed appropriate. My shoes always seemed dowdy, my pants were too tight in the waist […]
Disclosure: Megan was gifted her program, however, her weight loss journey is her own! Right now, I want to quit my program. I am done, finished, and ready to eat a horse. It is day 10 of my 30 day weight loss challenge and my mind is hitting a road block. It is saying EAT! Today is day 2 of my cleanse so I have been eating my yummy chocolate and snacks and drinking my cleanse drinks and energy boosters, but my mind is telling me it’s not enough. I feel completely defeated, like it would be easier to go back to my old ways and binge eat. At least if I ate that carton of ice cream or that stale piece of pizza, I would feel better. But it wouldn’t last. The euphoria of my carb high would wear off and I would still be in my fat jeans, unable to zip them, and crying in the bathroom over my defeat. Am I stronger than my urge to eat food? How is it that food took hold of my entire life? I find comfort in my cookies and my freedom in my French fries. But I am anything but free. I am a slave to my inhibitions and insecurities. I AM STRONGER! I pushed out three kids dangit! I am stronger than the temptation to destroy an amazing opportunity to change my life for the better. I prayed for nine months for a chance to try this program, certain it was what I needed to reboot my mind, heart, and body and Satan is taking his chance to steal my glory. The absolute best thing about this program is that it is guilt free. It is all about MY goals and MY drive. Yes, I cheated on cleanse day but I cheated with carrots and raw almonds and apples. Before this program, I would have already eaten sugar cereal, sugar coffee, and probably started in on my kids’ Halloween candy. I will push through. My friends and family support me and I am anxious and eager to show you my transformation. Cheer me on friends! I need your help to persevere and conquer the food!! Read more about Megan’s weight loss challenge here. Want to know more about the program? Email [email protected]
Disclosure: Megan was gifted her weight loss program, however her weight loss journey is completely her own! B.C. – Before Challenge I wear my weight like a scarlet letter, as if someone can see right through my skin and see the scars my fat has created on my heart. Ready to ride out of here for naptime! Thank you @vertucciofarms! A photo posted by JoAnn & Megan (@awhimsiclelife) on Oct 10, 2014 at 10:55am PDT I have struggled with body image my entire life, often times putting my entire self worth into my appearance. When I started having children six and a half years ago I found an excuse to stop trying and start eating. Thus began a spiral and has gotten me to 192.7 pounds and a feeling of utter defeat. Feeling no pride in how I look, shying away from attention (which is so not me) and hiding in the corner has become an every day occurrance. I have become “the fat friend” and I hate being the fattest person in the room. Ready to ride out of here for naptime! Thank you @vertucciofarms! A photo posted by JoAnn & Megan (@awhimsiclelife) on Oct 10, 2014 at 10:55am PDT Working on the weekend #azbloggermeetup A photo posted by JoAnn & Megan (@awhimsiclelife) on Sep 9, 2014 at 3:42pm PDT Had an awesome day at Kid’s Day Off! A photo posted by JoAnn & Megan (@awhimsiclelife) on Aug 8, 2014 at 4:23pm PDT Once I realized how unhappy I had actually become, after years of complaining, I have decided to finally do something about it. I am going to fix my weight so I am healthy for my kids, happy for my friends, and affectionate for my husband. What I’m Doing – I am literally eating chocolate. This has got to be my favorite part. I drink my energy booster and shake for breakfast, followed by essential vitamins. Then, I drink water water water. It took me a few days to get used to drinking this much water but now I LOVE it. For lunch, I drink another shake and eat a sensible dinner. For snacks in between meals, I eat my chocolate. I have never been excited about a “diet” before, but I have more energy and excitement. I am even dreaming about how excited I am to lose the weight. I am on day 6 of my 30 day weight loss challenge and have lost 5 pounds! Have you ever started a diet before? What advice do you have for me?
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My thoughts five years ago: Hmmm, I should run a marathon. That will get me into shape. Reality: I didn’t lose a single pound. I ate more food during marathon training than I ever have in my life.
I used to be a big ideas NOW person. I would have this amazing idea that I would want to implement… tomorrow. I felt that my big idea would change EVERYTHING. In regards to teaching, I believed I could change student learning with one action. Test scores would dramatically rise. Students would be enthralled. The only drawback was that it would take a complete overhaul of everything that I was doing right then – change the way I organized my classroom, change the way I taught a lesson, just change everything because what I was doing was not working. I was a pretty stressed-out person.
Running With A Stroller I’ve written before about running while sick. When I was on the brink of a horrible sinus infection and had loads of disgusting mucus, I was able to push through and make every run on my training schedule. This weekend, I skipped my long run. It doesn’t matter how sick I am, but when I have a sick child, it completely derails me. My son, Dude, is 9-months-old and hasn’t had a fever (lucky) his entire life until this past week. It started with a cold and low-grade fever, then went away for a couple of days and came back hard on Friday night. That night, Dude joined us in our bed, (which he does every night but that’s another post). He tossed and turned and cried out uncomfortably. The soles of his feet and palms of his hands radiated heat. I reached for the thermometer on my nightstand and took his temperature. 103. Panic rushed through me. I go berserk with fevers in my children. I always imagine the fever continuing for days and days and the doctors aren’t able to figure out what’s wrong and it turns out to be some horrible, deadly disease… I’ve watched way too much television. I gave Dude the recommended dose of Infant Advil. Once it took effect, he went to sleep. On Saturday night, same thing. Except this time, it was apparent he had a stomach ache too. He wouldn’t nurse. I got out of bed and bounced with him. Then, he had three massive diapers in a row. After that, his fever miraculously broke and he slept. I could have gotten up early on Easter Sunday to run, but I decided to forgo it in favor of the extra hour of sleep. On Monday morning, after nursing all night to soothe his tummy, Dude woke me up my throwing up all over me. It was 6 AM. Funny thing is that it didn’t even faze him. He just rolled over and went back to sleep. I was up though. So, I went running. I was expecting a horrible run, but once I started, it felt great. Easy, even. Some Boston marathon mojo must have been in the air. Their start time was the same time I began my run. When I came back home, I looked like this. Yes, I’m exhausted. I still am, but I’m hoping that Dude is on the mend and I get much better sleep tonight. Tomorrow starts another running day. I’m still pushing on for that 5k on May 31st! Read on: Fixed Mindset Miss a week of the Running with a Stroller series? Catch up here: Running with a Stroller
How do you get back in shape after baby? For me, its me, my son and a running stroller. I want to run fast. Well, not Olympic fast. Just fast enough to break 30:00 in a 5K (3.1 miles). I am a mediocre runner. I started running when I was 20. Completed my first marathon when I was 22. Now, 10 years later I’ve done several more marathons, some half marathons, dozens of 5ks and a triathlon. The problem is: I haven’t trained seriously since my last marathon (2010). All of my attempts to run after the birth of my son have been thwarted by…myself. I’ve quit part way through the Couch to 5k training program because one bad running day got me down. I quit through my running streak because running was making me a ravenous beast and I wasn’t seeing any weight loss. Now, I’m ready to try again. I want to be strong. I want my pre-pregnancy pants to fit nicely again. I want to show my daughter that her mom can be fast, which means she can be fast, too. Here’s what I’m doing differently: I’m not going to weigh myself for 7 weeks. I’ve become obsessed with the scale recently. I weigh myself everyday (sometimes twice a day) and let the number dictate how I eat on any given day. If I lose weight, I give myself a little extra leeway in nutrition. That means, I might justify cashing in my free Starbucks for a Grande Caramel Frappuccino. A tenth of a pound means nothing. My goal is to focus on how I feel and how my clothes fit, not the number. I’m purchasing a training plan. When I did my marathons, I ran them with a running group under the guidance of a coach. We had a set training plan that was realistic to our goal and adaptable. Runners World has an awesome running site for Beginners called The Starting Line. I’m starting on Step 2: Start Running. Even if you don’t purchase a plan, they have a lot of helpful articles for free. I highly recommend the site! I’m pushing a stroller. This is harder than it sounds. I am seriously winded after running for just a few minutes with the stroller. I’m hoping this works in my benefit though. My cousin, Jessie, pushes her two littles in a stroller. She is seriously fast and places in most of her races. Here’s to the stroller providing a little resistance training! My Starting Line: Weight: 158.4 lbs (Next weigh-in: April 12) Loop around the park (close to a mile): 11 min 8 sec Running starts tomorrow Read on: Mid-Week Update