Weigh In: Weeks 1-2

I’ll keep this short and sweet! It’s Friday, I just finished my extremely stressful yet exceedingly rewarding work week and I am looking forward to spending the weekend with my husband and kids!

My first weigh-in was August 12. I planned to post updates every Wednesday, but that changed a bit after hurting myself last week and not weighing myself on the 19th. The new plan is to post my weight every Friday!

Without further delay:

Starting Weight: 254.6
Current Weight: 247.8
Weeks 1-2 Loss: -6.8

I ate well this week with lots of fresh salads, grilled meat, some full-fat dairy, and even a piece of cheesecake one night and dark chocolate every night. I planned to eat at home for every meal but had one dinner out (grilled chicken and a salad) and a kind of disappointing salad from Chipotle today. This morning, I resisted the very strong urge to go to ChikFilA after my weigh-in and boxing class as a ‘reward’; instead I drove right home and made an egg and cheese sandwich. Little wins like this have boosted my confidence a bit and it feels really good to not be lethargic and mad at myself for making bad choices. I do plan to have one or two Coney Island Hard Root beers tonight to celebrate some major work victories and that my husband is home from his business trip one day early!

I hope you all have a great weekend!

This is 40?

Instead of a post about how my great workouts have been for the past two weeks, I’m going to tell you how I managed to hurt myself at boxing class last Monday. Am I allowed to attribute these kinds of things to being 40? :)

It’s really not a long story – I was twisting my upper body to throw a left hook while moving to my right to give it more power. I moved something wrong and felt something tweak. I even stopped for about five seconds to tell Coach that I think I hurt my back, but it didn’t really hurt at that point. I was able to keep moving and finished out the workout really strong. I was a little sore for the rest of the day but it felt like ‘workout sore’ and not ‘hurt my back sore’.

But good grief!

Tuesday came along and I could not even stand up straight! I had to attend a customer meeting that day which required a lot of walking, so by the time I got home, I just wanted to curl into a little ball of pain. It. was. awful.

I managed to get to a chiropractor on Wednesday where they did an exam, small adjustments, and therapy on my back. They told me I had strained muscles and ligaments in my back but requested a spinal x-ray just in case there was a bigger issue. I was supposed to have a follow-up visit on Saturday to review the x-rays but had to cancel because of a birthday party that started two hours earlier than I thought when I made the appointment. I’m going to try to get back there Wednesday to get the exercise all-clear.

The good news is that my back is now about 90% pain free. I can move pretty well, stand up straight, and don’t wince when I pick up one of the girls. The bad news is that I let my emotions get the best of me last week and didn’t eat well at all. I didn’t weigh myself at all last week because I was just mad at the world, but will weigh-in and post later this week.

I went to the grocery store this morning and stocked up on fresh produce, frozen vegetables for soups, grass-fed beef, chicken, and eggs. I am determined to cook every meal at home this week and am actually looking forward to cooking. I have vegetable beef soup simmering as I type and I hope it tastes as good as it smells!

I really meant to blog about the injury last week but I went to bed as soon as the kids were tucked in because the pain exhausted me. I also wish I had a great story about how I was sparring someone and caught a jab to the face…but not yet. Maybe in a few months? :)

Happy Monday everyone – cheers to having a great week ahead!

Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone

Last week, I made the decision to put myself out there a bit and called a local boxing gym. I had been tossing around the idea of CrossFit for several months, but there was just something holding me back. I considered trying running again, but was not excited about it like when I trained a couple of years ago.  I wanted something to excite me again and hold my interest so I thought I’d investigate something new to me.

There are several boxing gyms in my area – and I looked into all of them – but I really liked the message and philosophy of one in particular. I had an even better appreciation for the coach after speaking with him and talking about my goals of weight loss, learning self defense, and working out with a close knit group of people. He didn’t mince words and pretty much told me that I better show up ready to work because he didn’t have time to waste on anyone not taking it seriously.  I told him I was ready for change and I’d see him the next morning. I showed up the next morning at 7:30am, nervous, anxious, and excited for something new.


…and found out that the class was cancelled.


To be honest, my excitement turned into frustration and maybe a little bit of anger. I sent a text to the coach; he apologized and said 85% of people who say they’ll ‘see you tomorrow’ never show up – and they had cancelled class anyway. He again apologized profusely and offered to train me personally anytime that weekend, but I had plans to go out of town so I told him I’d just see him Monday.

And I did!!!


It was just the coach, me, and another woman; both showed me some basic punches and footwork and I got to use my newly acquired knowledge to hit the bag a lot which was the best stress relief ever! By the time class was finished, I was covered in sweat and felt like I could run a marathon because my endorphins had me flying! Coach took some pictures of me as my ‘before boxing’ and told me to keep them for comparison in six months.

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I went back for more today with my six-month signed contract in hand. There were four women in today’s class and oh my goodness, this time there was no taking it easy on me! We did warm ups and drills and learned a new punch and did squats and footwork and shadowboxing and more squats and drills and then my favorite – power combinations on the bag. It feels so good to hit that bag and let loose…I can’t even explain it! I had sweat flying off of me and could barely breathe a few times and I loved it. I think the only other time I’ve sweated so much was a 90 minute hot yoga class or running 8+ miles in summer!


I don’t normally post sweaty selfies but I had to document the insane amount of sweat from today’s workout!

I still really have no idea what I’m doing and probably won’t for a while. I am slower than the rest of the group which is fine by me. I push hard and don’t give up…even when I nearly trip over my own two feet. 😉 I’m trying to take it all in and learn technique – the speed and power will come later. I’m still nervous about sparring but I know it is part of the process and will happen eventually. There’s so much to learn but I’m excited about all of it!

If you have ever tried boxing, let me know how you liked it or hated it! And if you have any tips, let me know because I want to learn as much as I can.

And I ask this because I’m truly interested – how have you stepped out of your own comfort zone? What did it do for you? I want to know! :)

Hello Again

Hi guys! Holy cow! I can’t believe I’m posting on PFG again! Somebody pinch me!

I know it’s been a long time and I can’t explain my excitement of coming back to blog with PFG. If you have read PFG for a few years, you may possibly  remember me from blogging here from 2012-2013. If you have no idea who I am, I hope the next few posts will help you learn more about me! :) (You can also go back to my previous posts if you are super bored or need bedtime reading material to put you to sleep.) Liz and I started blogging here together and have stayed in touch through the years. Liz even came to my house when she was in Virginia and then we reunited at Fitbloggin ’14 in Savannah! We have met each others’ babies and a fun fact is that our daughters were even born on the same day, about an hour apart!


My introduction post is here, and you can read a little bit about ‘2012 Dawn’ and my start with PFG. While blogging with the PFG family, I ran several 5ks, an 8k, a 10k, and a half marathon. I lost almost 40 pounds, tried Whole 30, Weight Watchers, and I can’t even remember what else. I started and finished 30 Day Shred. I felt great. I got down to around 206 pounds and I think I looked pretty good (especially after  30 Day Shred and Whole 30!). I had started training for my second half marathon when…bam! I got pregnant with my second child. I decided to start my own blog (the now-defunct Fitdawn.com) and had great ideas but no follow through.

During my pregnancy, I gained back the 40 pounds I lost between pregnancies and then some. I weighed pretty much the same -270ish- on the day I had each kid despite my starting weights being so much different. I think I was in the 240s when I got pregnant with Sydney and gained about 20 pounds up until the last week where I put on over 10 pounds of water weight. With Charlotte, I believe my starting weight was around 215 – and I still got to 270+. That tells you how little I moved and how much I ate.

Can I just say that if weight loss was based on intentions, I’d be a fitness model right now?! After I had Charlotte, I had every intention of eating better, working out, and doing things differently. And I really had a great go of it here and there! I signed up for the Marine Corps Historic Half and started jogging again. I started T25 with my man ShaunT…and then I injured myself. The diagnoses was Achilles tendonitis and my doctor told me no running or high impact anything until the swelling went down and the pain subsided. I went to physical therapy and did the prescribed stretches but even walking at work during lunch was hindering my recovery. I should have been smart and made better food choices since my physical activity was so limited. Nope. I am pretty sure I ate worse. I was tired and sad and frustrated and mad that I couldn’t work out yet I didn’t prevent further damage by eating right. I sure as heck didn’t do myself any favors. Thankfully, my Achilles is back to about 85% strength after over a year.

I would not be honest if I didn’t mention one environmental factors that played a role in my vicious cycle of weight gain/loss/gain. I worked in a very toxic office environment which got worse the last 15 months that I was there. A former co-worker found my old blog and printed it off and gave it to my boss. She made fun of my weight, what I ate, how I dressed, and who knows what else. She was so friendly to my face, acted as a confidant and mentor, and then used everything she knew about me to hurt me. I was always stressed out, always worried about protecting myself, and it took a toll on what little self-esteem and confidence I had left. It was the worst work environment I had ever been in but I finally made the decision to get out. I found an amazing job working from home full time and have not looked back.

After the drama of my old blog at work, I stopped blogging there all together. I really didn’t have much to say then anyway so I just let it die out and expire. I started a small Facebook group to safely share my experiences but I haven’t really posted much. It’s just not the same. :)

So, here I am. I’m now a 40 year old (!!!!), happily married, full-time working mom of two little girls who is extremely overweight and seriously ready for some changes. This picture from a girls’ trip to Miami last week was a big wake up call. I’m so ready to do this (again)!


Thank you to Jen and Liz for welcoming me back and allowing me to blog here again. I’m so excited to once again be an active part of the PFG community and get to know all of you again.