What a great day. Just wanted to share with you guys that I'm here, and still kicking royal butt. I'm coming to the end of my cycle, too (saw your post, Melissa), and can't wait for the weight drop that always comes if I just stay abstinent through it all. I want to see the 150s, so bad.
I had such a good workout today. It was a chest crit, and for one of my running intervals (3 minutes), I ran at 6.0 mph, then 7.5 mph, then 9.0 mph for a full minute!!
Anyway, I'm tired, still have to return some phone calls (maybe I'll wait until tomorrow). But GOOD THINGS ARE HAPPENING.
I'm so blessed and grateful. I think I secured at least one project, which will get me through June, and hope to have a couple more by the end of February. My talk show, Beyond the Stuff, has really begun to take off. We've finished our first recording and are starting to attract the attention of agents, casting directors and producers.
2009 is going to be a PHENOMENAL year, folks. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Welcome to CrazyTown. Pop: 1.
And here I lie...
...wondering how three weeks has gone by with no change in my weight at all. Okay...that's a lie. My weight went down to 169, and as of this morning was back up to 173. Ugh. It is SO not okay for me to keep bouncing around 170. I want to be bouncing around 145!
I opened the doorway to a nasty little place I like to call "CrazyTown." In CrazyTown, it makes sense to eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich followed by a bowl of cereal with chocolate soy milk. In CrazyTown, it doesn't matter that the scale has been steadily creeping up and up. There are no calories in food no one sees you eat, right? Kind of like that tree that goes down in the middle of the forest when there's no one there to hear it? (Psst...the tree makes a lot of noise. The cereal has tons of calories.)
I had a hard time figuring out why I was feeling so funky for the past few days...why I didn't seem to give a rat's a** about eating anything. Yesterday, we went to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner and I didn't get anything to eat. When my husband asked me why not, I told him I couldn't get excited about being abstinent, but I could no longer get excited about being non-abstinent. So, I didn't know what to eat. So, I wasn't going to eat. (I did end up eating, for the record.)
Anyway, ENOUGH. I'm so over CrazyTown. Yes, I'm still feeling a little crazy. But I will feel a lot LESS crazy once I get these carbs out of my system and get back on track. Tony's plan WORKS. I have 25 pounds to lose. I fully intend to lose them by my 39th birthday (May 22). I fully intend to be 145 by this summer.
This is the year of ME.
Good night, everyone. I'll check in with you to let you all know how I'm faring tomorrow.
...wondering how three weeks has gone by with no change in my weight at all. Okay...that's a lie. My weight went down to 169, and as of this morning was back up to 173. Ugh. It is SO not okay for me to keep bouncing around 170. I want to be bouncing around 145!
I opened the doorway to a nasty little place I like to call "CrazyTown." In CrazyTown, it makes sense to eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich followed by a bowl of cereal with chocolate soy milk. In CrazyTown, it doesn't matter that the scale has been steadily creeping up and up. There are no calories in food no one sees you eat, right? Kind of like that tree that goes down in the middle of the forest when there's no one there to hear it? (Psst...the tree makes a lot of noise. The cereal has tons of calories.)
I had a hard time figuring out why I was feeling so funky for the past few days...why I didn't seem to give a rat's a** about eating anything. Yesterday, we went to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner and I didn't get anything to eat. When my husband asked me why not, I told him I couldn't get excited about being abstinent, but I could no longer get excited about being non-abstinent. So, I didn't know what to eat. So, I wasn't going to eat. (I did end up eating, for the record.)
Anyway, ENOUGH. I'm so over CrazyTown. Yes, I'm still feeling a little crazy. But I will feel a lot LESS crazy once I get these carbs out of my system and get back on track. Tony's plan WORKS. I have 25 pounds to lose. I fully intend to lose them by my 39th birthday (May 22). I fully intend to be 145 by this summer.
This is the year of ME.
Good night, everyone. I'll check in with you to let you all know how I'm faring tomorrow.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Follow up to my "Back on Track" post from Tuesday
For those of you who know me, I am a big believer in the Laws of Attraction. We recently had a situation that I posted about that tested my faith in this Law. For those of you who missed it, here's a quote from that post:
"I had a challenging situation today when our insurance company informed us that they would not be covering Devon's oral surgery from last November and the total charges were close to $16,000. I will not freak out, and I ask that all who read this send positive, miracle-generating vibes into the Universe that this will be resolved in a miraculous way. The oral surgeon certainly never told us it could be anything close to that amount, so my hope is that they will be reasonable and charge us a reasonable amount for his work. I know my faith is strong and I have so much belief in the miraculous, positive, abundant workings of the Universe."
First, thank you to those who did send the positive, miracle-generating vibes into the Universe that this would be resolved in a miraculous way.
It was.
Yesterday morning, I got a call from the dentist's office. It went like this.
"Oh, sweetie," the young lady from the office said, with concern and compassion in her voice. "I got your message last night and my heart just went out to you." My voice was shaking even as I answered her.
"Yes, we're pretty freaked out," I stammered. "What are we going to do?"
"You don't have to do anything," she said, reassuringly. "We are going to take care of it, like we said we would."
"But Aetna said it was going to cost $15,000," I weeped.
"Yes, and we knew they most likely would not cover any of it, but we submitted to them, anyway, on the off chance they would cover something. And we also knew we could count on your copay ($250). It must have really scared you to get that letter. Unfortunately that is sort of standard for that to get sent out, but I assure you, we were prepared to take whatever we got from them..."
"...even if that's nothing?" I couldn't help but interrupt.
"Yes, even if that's nothing. You are totally fine. You are good. Everything is taken care of."
A miracle. And when I got off the phone, I burst into tears, not just from relief at this particular situation being resolved, but because the situation affirmed what I wanted so much to believe: that the Law of Attraction is real. I have so many things I intend to have happen this year:
"I had a challenging situation today when our insurance company informed us that they would not be covering Devon's oral surgery from last November and the total charges were close to $16,000. I will not freak out, and I ask that all who read this send positive, miracle-generating vibes into the Universe that this will be resolved in a miraculous way. The oral surgeon certainly never told us it could be anything close to that amount, so my hope is that they will be reasonable and charge us a reasonable amount for his work. I know my faith is strong and I have so much belief in the miraculous, positive, abundant workings of the Universe."
First, thank you to those who did send the positive, miracle-generating vibes into the Universe that this would be resolved in a miraculous way.
It was.
Yesterday morning, I got a call from the dentist's office. It went like this.
"Oh, sweetie," the young lady from the office said, with concern and compassion in her voice. "I got your message last night and my heart just went out to you." My voice was shaking even as I answered her.
"Yes, we're pretty freaked out," I stammered. "What are we going to do?"
"You don't have to do anything," she said, reassuringly. "We are going to take care of it, like we said we would."
"But Aetna said it was going to cost $15,000," I weeped.
"Yes, and we knew they most likely would not cover any of it, but we submitted to them, anyway, on the off chance they would cover something. And we also knew we could count on your copay ($250). It must have really scared you to get that letter. Unfortunately that is sort of standard for that to get sent out, but I assure you, we were prepared to take whatever we got from them..."
"...even if that's nothing?" I couldn't help but interrupt.
"Yes, even if that's nothing. You are totally fine. You are good. Everything is taken care of."
A miracle. And when I got off the phone, I burst into tears, not just from relief at this particular situation being resolved, but because the situation affirmed what I wanted so much to believe: that the Law of Attraction is real. I have so many things I intend to have happen this year:
- My first novel published to be met with huge critical acclaim and financial success, including getting picked up by NBC and made into an emmy-winning TV series.
- My talk show, Beyond the Stuff, getting nationally syndicated and leading to huge success through merchandising, workshops, public appearances and book deals.
- My gospel demo inciting a bidding war from record companies.
- My consulting company taking in more than a half million dollars in revenue, all from staffed projects that require nothing more than my high-level oversight.
And if the Law of Attraction is real, then these things are already taken care of. I have released into the Universe the what, and the How and When are not my concern.
Thanks again to all of you who got behind the miracle of the Law of Attraction around the dental bill. I am so truly, truly blessed and thank God for every one of you.
Blessings,
Liimu
Keep it movin...
I recently had a huge epiphany. That what makes the real difference is not whether or not I make a mistake or slip up, but whether I stay on my a** or get up and run harder to make up for the time lost.
Today was a nasty, slow, low-energy day. And so what? I'm gonna have those. I had three sugar-free puddings after dinner (that's counting the one I still intend to have...ha ha). But I also got my TOM today, and I have my clothes laid out for a kick a** workout tomorrow.
You know what? This was the first holiday season I can remember that I didn't gain 10-20 pounds between Halloween and Christmas. In fact, I was up only 2-3 pounds and Aunt Flow just showed up. I even reached my goal of being back under 170 by the end of this week. The main difference was that even though there were days (ok, let's face it ... weeks) when I was off Program and floundering around in a sea of Uncrustables and mini Clif bars, I was still struggling to get back on track - emailing and texting Tony, drinking my water, hitting the gym to do my workouts.
I know this is going to be the first year that I actually look forward to the summer, that I'm able to buy a new, sexy string bikini and ROCK it. While we're on the subject, how's this for an inspirational photo?
Today was a nasty, slow, low-energy day. And so what? I'm gonna have those. I had three sugar-free puddings after dinner (that's counting the one I still intend to have...ha ha). But I also got my TOM today, and I have my clothes laid out for a kick a** workout tomorrow.
You know what? This was the first holiday season I can remember that I didn't gain 10-20 pounds between Halloween and Christmas. In fact, I was up only 2-3 pounds and Aunt Flow just showed up. I even reached my goal of being back under 170 by the end of this week. The main difference was that even though there were days (ok, let's face it ... weeks) when I was off Program and floundering around in a sea of Uncrustables and mini Clif bars, I was still struggling to get back on track - emailing and texting Tony, drinking my water, hitting the gym to do my workouts.
I know this is going to be the first year that I actually look forward to the summer, that I'm able to buy a new, sexy string bikini and ROCK it. While we're on the subject, how's this for an inspirational photo?
OK, I clearly need to turn it in for the night, don't you think?
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Back on track - YEAH!!
I was back down to 170 this morning, everyone. YAY, ME! That means that despite the holidays, I only gained a total of THREE pounds. Not bad. Not bad at all.
And so here we are...back on track.
I have some pretty intense and lofty goals for 2009 - under 170 by the end of this week. 165 by the end of this month. Under 160 by the end of February. Under 150 by my birthday in May!! In addition to that, I'd like to have a waist under 30 inches by May and be able to run the Broad Street 10-mile run at a nice, 10-minute pace. What a miracle THAT will be!
I had a challenging situation today when our insurance company informed us that they would not be covering Devon's oral surgery from last November and the total charges were close to $16,000. I will not freak out, and I ask that all who read this send positive, miracle-generating vibes into the Universe that this will be resolved in a miraculous way. The oral surgeon certainly never told us it could be anything close to that amount, so my hope is that they will be reasonable and charge us a reasonable amount for his work.
I know my faith is strong and I have so much belief in the miraculous, positive, abundant workings of the Universe. It will all work out for the best. But today's miracle is that I did NOT eat over this. I had a healthy breakast, a healthy lunch, a healthy dinner, and a KICK A** workout! (I even ran at 10.0 mph for ten whole seconds!!)
OK, that's all for now. Just wanted to let everyone know how I'm doing. 2009 IS GOING TO ROCK!
And so here we are...back on track.
I have some pretty intense and lofty goals for 2009 - under 170 by the end of this week. 165 by the end of this month. Under 160 by the end of February. Under 150 by my birthday in May!! In addition to that, I'd like to have a waist under 30 inches by May and be able to run the Broad Street 10-mile run at a nice, 10-minute pace. What a miracle THAT will be!
I had a challenging situation today when our insurance company informed us that they would not be covering Devon's oral surgery from last November and the total charges were close to $16,000. I will not freak out, and I ask that all who read this send positive, miracle-generating vibes into the Universe that this will be resolved in a miraculous way. The oral surgeon certainly never told us it could be anything close to that amount, so my hope is that they will be reasonable and charge us a reasonable amount for his work.
I know my faith is strong and I have so much belief in the miraculous, positive, abundant workings of the Universe. It will all work out for the best. But today's miracle is that I did NOT eat over this. I had a healthy breakast, a healthy lunch, a healthy dinner, and a KICK A** workout! (I even ran at 10.0 mph for ten whole seconds!!)
OK, that's all for now. Just wanted to let everyone know how I'm doing. 2009 IS GOING TO ROCK!
Sunday, January 4, 2009
I'm still here...
But yes, you guessed it. The Christmas eating frenzy knocked me right on my butt, which - as a result - is just a teensy bit larger than it was in 2008. But I'm back on the beam, and happy to report that I am NOT giving up, no matter what happens. It's all lessons learned, man.
Speaking of which, I decided to hit it extra hard in the gym to make up for the missteps while in Florida. (Melissa, I'm so sorry I didn't catch up with you while we were there...we're coming again in the Fall. Maybe we can make it work then. It was a little crazy with the holidays and trying to get business wrapped up by the end of the year...) Anyway, I nearly threw my back out after a two-hour workout that included an ab crit and a bi/tri workout. Phew!
But I do feel pretty proud of myself. Today the food was clean, the workout was killer, and I am so confident that I will be back under 170 by the end of the week (was 174 this morning), will be 165 by the end of January, and will be under 160 by the end of February. (See the revised goals to the right...)
Hope everyone else is hanging tough! Happy New Year, all!!
Take care,
Liimu
Speaking of which, I decided to hit it extra hard in the gym to make up for the missteps while in Florida. (Melissa, I'm so sorry I didn't catch up with you while we were there...we're coming again in the Fall. Maybe we can make it work then. It was a little crazy with the holidays and trying to get business wrapped up by the end of the year...) Anyway, I nearly threw my back out after a two-hour workout that included an ab crit and a bi/tri workout. Phew!
But I do feel pretty proud of myself. Today the food was clean, the workout was killer, and I am so confident that I will be back under 170 by the end of the week (was 174 this morning), will be 165 by the end of January, and will be under 160 by the end of February. (See the revised goals to the right...)
Hope everyone else is hanging tough! Happy New Year, all!!
Take care,
Liimu
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