A tale of oreo’s

oh baby, I’m doing the smiling for three reasons:


1) Tweet Tweet TWITTER

oh la la, I made their list of people who twitter!

The Twitter Diet: 100 Tips, Tools, and Twitter Feeds for Your Weight Loss .


2) Sockless

YAY for my butt getting to the gym 2 days IN A ROW! Yep, uh huh, that’s right! It was a close call though. I started walking to the elevator to head down to the gym when it dawned on me, I forgot to pack SOCKS! I walked back to my desk and sat down with a big “HUMPH!”

I sent an instant message to my sister, Heidi and asked what to do and she said “GO WORK OUT!” So I did. Sockless. I kicked that excuse to the curb and said whatever, I’m going to work out anyways, THANKS HEIDI!

40 minutes on the elliptical (400 calories)
10 minute walking on the treadmill (39 calories)


3) A tale of Oreo’s

Do you remember awhile back, Carlos came grocery shopping with me and he got a bag of Doritos? And a few days later, I found myself inhaling the Doritos so in order to protect myself, I quickly threw the bag up in the air and it landed on top of the counter? Remember the picture of the little blue bag way up there at the top of the picture? (Read more about it here)


Well, my mom has an obsession with oreo’s – I use obsession in a very funny yet serious way (right mom?!). She even keeps the oreo’s next to her bed on the night stand – I think it is so she doesn’t have to share with my dad, ha-ha! (Note, my mom is tiny…the oreo’s are magically calorie free when she eats them somehow)

After I posted about throwing the Doritos’s on top of the cupboard, my mom decided to try this with her oreo’s – a couple days later, she sent me this picture:

I laughed and laughed – too funny! And true to her word, I checked on Sunday, the oreo’s were STILL there! Monday morning, my mom emailed me and said the night before, my dad went out to get her some cold medicine, and being the good husband he is, came home with chocolate.

So of course, my mom had to think of something to do with the chocolate and came up with:

Ah, good idea mom, they look so yummy! Well – Monday afternoon, my mom emailed me to say Grandma (who came down for the holiday) was asking why the cookies were on top of the cupboard:


HAHA…we all gotta do what we gotta do! Thanks for the laugh mom! You want me to get the cookies down for you?

On Monday, I’m going to tell you about something – something serious. Well, kind of. Serious in a priorfatgirl sorta way :)

A tale of oreo’s

oh baby, I’m doing the smiling for three reasons:


1) Tweet Tweet TWITTER

oh la la, I made their list of people who twitter!

The Twitter Diet: 100 Tips, Tools, and Twitter Feeds for Your Weight Loss .


2) Sockless

YAY for my butt getting to the gym 2 days IN A ROW! Yep, uh huh, that’s right! It was a close call though. I started walking to the elevator to head down to the gym when it dawned on me, I forgot to pack SOCKS! I walked back to my desk and sat down with a big “HUMPH!”

I sent an instant message to my sister, Heidi and asked what to do and she said “GO WORK OUT!” So I did. Sockless. I kicked that excuse to the curb and said whatever, I’m going to work out anyways, THANKS HEIDI!

40 minutes on the elliptical (400 calories)
10 minute walking on the treadmill (39 calories)


3) A tale of Oreo’s

Do you remember awhile back, Carlos came grocery shopping with me and he got a bag of Doritos? And a few days later, I found myself inhaling the Doritos so in order to protect myself, I quickly threw the bag up in the air and it landed on top of the counter? Remember the picture of the little blue bag way up there at the top of the picture? (Read more about it here)


Well, my mom has an obsession with oreo’s – I use obsession in a very funny yet serious way (right mom?!). She even keeps the oreo’s next to her bed on the night stand – I think it is so she doesn’t have to share with my dad, ha-ha! (Note, my mom is tiny…the oreo’s are magically calorie free when she eats them somehow)

After I posted about throwing the Doritos’s on top of the cupboard, my mom decided to try this with her oreo’s – a couple days later, she sent me this picture:

I laughed and laughed – too funny! And true to her word, I checked on Sunday, the oreo’s were STILL there! Monday morning, my mom emailed me and said the night before, my dad went out to get her some cold medicine, and being the good husband he is, came home with chocolate.

So of course, my mom had to think of something to do with the chocolate and came up with:

Ah, good idea mom, they look so yummy! Well – Monday afternoon, my mom emailed me to say Grandma (who came down for the holiday) was asking why the cookies were on top of the cupboard:


HAHA…we all gotta do what we gotta do! Thanks for the laugh mom! You want me to get the cookies down for you?

On Monday, I’m going to tell you about something – something serious. Well, kind of. Serious in a priorfatgirl sorta way :)

Who Freakin’ Cares???

YAY!! I made it to the gym yesterday at work! I did 20 minutes on the elliptical and 30 minutes of a kickboxing class and boy was I sweaty. It felt GREAT! I plan on going again today during my lunch and doing 45min of the elliptical.


Who Cares?

My entire life, I have always cared about what I look like, what I sound like, what others thought of me, what kind of impression I was giving off, how people perceived my words, if people liked me and on and on.

This is especially obvious in how I dress – I have not been able to wear a tank top, a dress, anything that showed more skin the needed. By all means, I was fat, what would people think!

Flash forward to Mexico:


Yep!!! You are seeing that right!

A BIKINI
I never in my entire life thought I would be able to wear a bikini! HOLY CRAP! I was scared out of my freakin’ mind! What would people think? What would they say? Gawd, I thought I would be so embarrassed!

Breaking A Complex

It will be a big deal if we make it a big deal. (some things should be a big deal, like death, births, & major life events). We have the power to react to any situation however we want to – our feelings are different then our reaction.

We can feel scared…nervous, terrified. Which I did. I was scared, nervous and TERRIFIED to show so much skin! I was scared someone was going to point and laugh. I was scared I would be made fun of and run to the bathroom with tears rolling down my cheeks like some dramatic moment from a high school movie. But my reaction was to do it anyways. Who cares if I wore a swimsuit?! Who cares if I showed my belly which looks like a jiggly water bed (skin). Those ladies who are close to 200lbs and wearing bikini’s certainly DID NOT care about what I was wearing. The bride & groom had their own issues to deal with and certainly paid no attention to what I was wearing. No one else cared except for me!

So I was thinking on the airplane home how in the world I got myself to actually wear it, how did I find the courage to do it? Well, the minute I felt scared & nervous I knew it was that exact thing I had to do! I looked my fear in the face and did it anyways. (With the encouragement from Carlos & Amanda, another priorfatgirl – thanks guys!)

And guess what? I didn’t die! Nope, I’m alive. And better yet, I have pictures of me, in my swimsuit, looking like I’m having fun – because I am having fun!

That is the exact way we can push beyond what is holding us back. When you get scared, stop & reflect and say “WHO CARES?” Because chances are, you are the only one! Do it anyways – what’s the worst that can happen?

Note: Not to diminish the fact that I am excited I wore that swimsuit, but I chose this picture for a reason – because it doesn’t show my tummy. One of these days, I will do an update on my jiggly tummy :)
Stop back tomorrow for a tale of oreo preportion!

Who Freakin’ Cares???

YAY!! I made it to the gym yesterday at work! I did 20 minutes on the elliptical and 30 minutes of a kickboxing class and boy was I sweaty. It felt GREAT! I plan on going again today during my lunch and doing 45min of the elliptical.


Who Cares?

My entire life, I have always cared about what I look like, what I sound like, what others thought of me, what kind of impression I was giving off, how people perceived my words, if people liked me and on and on.

This is especially obvious in how I dress – I have not been able to wear a tank top, a dress, anything that showed more skin the needed. By all means, I was fat, what would people think!

Flash forward to Mexico:


Yep!!! You are seeing that right!

A BIKINI
I never in my entire life thought I would be able to wear a bikini! HOLY CRAP! I was scared out of my freakin’ mind! What would people think? What would they say? Gawd, I thought I would be so embarrassed!

Breaking A Complex

It will be a big deal if we make it a big deal. (some things should be a big deal, like death, births, & major life events). We have the power to react to any situation however we want to – our feelings are different then our reaction.

We can feel scared…nervous, terrified. Which I did. I was scared, nervous and TERRIFIED to show so much skin! I was scared someone was going to point and laugh. I was scared I would be made fun of and run to the bathroom with tears rolling down my cheeks like some dramatic moment from a high school movie. But my reaction was to do it anyways. Who cares if I wore a swimsuit?! Who cares if I showed my belly which looks like a jiggly water bed (skin). Those ladies who are close to 200lbs and wearing bikini’s certainly DID NOT care about what I was wearing. The bride & groom had their own issues to deal with and certainly paid no attention to what I was wearing. No one else cared except for me!

So I was thinking on the airplane home how in the world I got myself to actually wear it, how did I find the courage to do it? Well, the minute I felt scared & nervous I knew it was that exact thing I had to do! I looked my fear in the face and did it anyways. (With the encouragement from Carlos & Amanda, another priorfatgirl – thanks guys!)

And guess what? I didn’t die! Nope, I’m alive. And better yet, I have pictures of me, in my swimsuit, looking like I’m having fun – because I am having fun!

That is the exact way we can push beyond what is holding us back. When you get scared, stop & reflect and say “WHO CARES?” Because chances are, you are the only one! Do it anyways – what’s the worst that can happen?

Note: Not to diminish the fact that I am excited I wore that swimsuit, but I chose this picture for a reason – because it doesn’t show my tummy. One of these days, I will do an update on my jiggly tummy :)
Stop back tomorrow for a tale of oreo preportion!