Showing posts from December 25, 2016


I haven't blogged in a couple days. One day 3 of my nephews had a sleepover at the house. Fred, Richie and Eden I didn't see these three often this year so that was a surprise they had a good time and I spent the night out of my room even sleeping on the couch and offering up my room to one of the rascal flats.

Since Tuesday I've been doing the 4 mile workout, that has been going well, eating has been mostly solid I did slip and have another piece of sweet potato pie, but now the pies are officially gone with my brothers and nephews in the equation they had no chance. Earlier in the week I posted a picture on Instagram that was very well received. So much so that someone  actually re-posted the picture recommending people follow me for inspiration.

I've been considering bringing back my Facebook recently, my plan was to maybe do it after New Years, after my birthday. However after that picture happened several supporters wanted to connect there. Someone particularly wa…

Monday's weigh-in

What's going on? So I lost, really that's all I could ask for on the hills of Christmas. I'm now back down to 352.4. I believe one of the weeks where I actually didn't get to log it into myfitnesspal which was literally the only time this year (it was also one of the many weeks I was absent recently) I weighed this exact amount! Maybe not, what matters is how I'm sticking around these numbers.

Here is a quick illustration I drew of the situation below.

I feel like once I break out of this bracket I'll continue on a trend of steady loss, but getting out of it is  the issue!

There is a ton leftover ham, Mac and cheese, and sweet potato pie. I've already indulged a bit too much in the sweets Monday and now have to use my patented self-control to further avoid anymore. Luckily with my brother down from Texas (and my other brother dropping by frequently) the pies should easily be taken out in a flash. I'll simply weigh the ham out rationally via my food scal…


It's the day after one of the most anticipated days of the year and typically one of the most hell raising for me and I'm fine. My Christmas was fine, good if you will. This was a lot different than many before it. Families came, drove in from other states away, spirits were high, people were getting along, and then there was me. There were more people than ever at grandmothers this year, and honestly I have to pat myself on the back because I would not have been able to cope any other year or even just a few weeks prior, but I did, quite well.

I later went to another family gathering which my brother insisted I go, he didn't know I had already made up my mind that I was going. This one was a bit more intense just because right as I was walking up to the house I could hear all the animated greetings of people I didn't know from inside and it surged my anxiety as I could not even see them as I had not even entered the door yet. I kept my inner self composed however and …