Last night was surprisingly easy. Emily is a good sleeper. Totally awesome.
Today at the gym was much less easy. I apparently pushed myself really hard for the first 20 minutes on the Hell Machine because the last 10 were ROUGH. I felt like I was going to vomit. It sucked.
I'm also getting used to my new grill. it's charcoal, which I haven't dealt with ever, really. I lose heat really quickly. I think I need to stop spreading the charcoal out so much AND use more. This definitely bears thought and more work. And by that, I mean more grilling.
Workout: 30 on the Hell Machine, two laps around the track, then biceps, triceps, lats and abs.
Oh. Abs. I forgot to mention the new machine. It looks a lot like the old, familiar ab machine at YSU. But it's tricky. You tuck your legs and it is not a killer. It is a full on murderer. Tonight, I would sneeze and my abs would ache. Awesome and terrible all at once.
Breakfast:
2 servings of Special K with skim milk with a splash of Sugar Free Vanilla creamer
2 pieces of Protein Plus toast with butter
Lunch:
3 pieces of leftover pizza, spread out over a good amount of time
Dinner:
BBQ chicken breast
Shrimp skewer
Salad with tomatoes, lettuce and cheese and Creamy Italian dressing
Snack:
1 1/2 servings of Honey Nut Cheerios with skim milk
2 servings of Jillian Michaels brand Vanilla protein shake--not as a big a fan of this one.
See you tomorrow, hopefully.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Day 65.
Finally back in action again, kind of, for real. Let's see how long it lasts this time.
So. Big changes. Like, whoa. So I'm going to plagiarize myself from my Facebook status update:
You know how sometimes life can throw you curveballs and take you in completely unexpected directions? Well I was thrown a 9 lb. 6 oz. curveball by the name of Emily Marie Beane. My son, Matt, is adopted and his biological mother gave birth to another baby, Emily. Her situation is still not the best and she wisely decided to give us custody. Right now it's Kinship/foster custody but I'm pretty sure that in 30 days, it's going to become full, legal custody.
So we went from two babies to three literally overnight. Most people have at least 6 or 7 months to plan for this, but usually the full 9. We had less than 48 hours. From the very beginning, Vanessa and I said that we were not going to get involved with this. It was too hard and too painful the first time with Matt. We're lucky that it turned out the way it did, but it was incredibly difficult getting there.
We didn't want a repeat. We knew that the call was going to come and we were all geared to say no. But then we were invited by an unlikely person: Emily's mother. She was finally able to see what was best for the baby (stability in a loving environment with her biological brother), regardless of how much it hurt to let go. And here we are with another baby to love and take care of.
But walking out of the hospital room, carrying a little tiny baby, carrying it away from someone else that loves it dearly: that makes you feel like the world's biggest jerk. In my heart, I know that it is right, but that doesn't make me feel any better, knowing that someone I love (regardless of how many stupid decisions she has made and how much she has hurt my family) is hurting. If I had some magic words to make everything better and perfect, I would. But I don't. So we do what we do.
We walk the path that we choose without fear. Our hearts are filled with love and hope. This is true and this is right.
This third baby made our two-door sports car pretty much obsolete, so we traded it in for a Dodge Journey. And the Dodge Journey is pretty awesome. It looks like this:
It's essentially a station wagon, but it looks pretty awesome, it's comfortable and we can fit the whole family in it. That is all that matters--the last point specifically, the other two are bonuses.
Finally hit the gym today and decided that I prefer the Rec at YSU. I like the weight machines better and there's no one to kick me off of the Hell Machine after 30 minutes. But I did those 30 minutes, walked a couple of laps, did biceps, triceps, abs and lats. Felt good but it was HARD getting back to it after so long off.
I'm going to go to bed now and see how long before Emily wakes up.
Breakfast:
4 pieces of French toast (made out of Protein Plus bread which made for a mediocre French Toast, sadly)
3 pieces of bacon
Lunch:
1/2 an apple
Italian Pulled Pork sandwich with cheese (one day I will share the Ludwig recipe for spaghetti sauce which is fantastic and includes cooking a pork loin in the sauce until it falls apart, making this sandwich possible)
Dinner:
Pizza. I don't remember how many pieces because I was running around in between eating
Salad with what felt like more pepperoni and ham than lettuce and Italian dressing
4 breadsticks after the fact
Snack:
1 cake of Soan Papdi an Indian dessert
No protein after lifting today! I forgot. Dammit.
Anyway. See you when I see you.
So. Big changes. Like, whoa. So I'm going to plagiarize myself from my Facebook status update:
You know how sometimes life can throw you curveballs and take you in completely unexpected directions? Well I was thrown a 9 lb. 6 oz. curveball by the name of Emily Marie Beane. My son, Matt, is adopted and his biological mother gave birth to another baby, Emily. Her situation is still not the best and she wisely decided to give us custody. Right now it's Kinship/foster custody but I'm pretty sure that in 30 days, it's going to become full, legal custody.
So we went from two babies to three literally overnight. Most people have at least 6 or 7 months to plan for this, but usually the full 9. We had less than 48 hours. From the very beginning, Vanessa and I said that we were not going to get involved with this. It was too hard and too painful the first time with Matt. We're lucky that it turned out the way it did, but it was incredibly difficult getting there.
We didn't want a repeat. We knew that the call was going to come and we were all geared to say no. But then we were invited by an unlikely person: Emily's mother. She was finally able to see what was best for the baby (stability in a loving environment with her biological brother), regardless of how much it hurt to let go. And here we are with another baby to love and take care of.
But walking out of the hospital room, carrying a little tiny baby, carrying it away from someone else that loves it dearly: that makes you feel like the world's biggest jerk. In my heart, I know that it is right, but that doesn't make me feel any better, knowing that someone I love (regardless of how many stupid decisions she has made and how much she has hurt my family) is hurting. If I had some magic words to make everything better and perfect, I would. But I don't. So we do what we do.
We walk the path that we choose without fear. Our hearts are filled with love and hope. This is true and this is right.
This third baby made our two-door sports car pretty much obsolete, so we traded it in for a Dodge Journey. And the Dodge Journey is pretty awesome. It looks like this:
It's essentially a station wagon, but it looks pretty awesome, it's comfortable and we can fit the whole family in it. That is all that matters--the last point specifically, the other two are bonuses.
Finally hit the gym today and decided that I prefer the Rec at YSU. I like the weight machines better and there's no one to kick me off of the Hell Machine after 30 minutes. But I did those 30 minutes, walked a couple of laps, did biceps, triceps, abs and lats. Felt good but it was HARD getting back to it after so long off.
I'm going to go to bed now and see how long before Emily wakes up.
Breakfast:
4 pieces of French toast (made out of Protein Plus bread which made for a mediocre French Toast, sadly)
3 pieces of bacon
Lunch:
1/2 an apple
Italian Pulled Pork sandwich with cheese (one day I will share the Ludwig recipe for spaghetti sauce which is fantastic and includes cooking a pork loin in the sauce until it falls apart, making this sandwich possible)
Dinner:
Pizza. I don't remember how many pieces because I was running around in between eating
Salad with what felt like more pepperoni and ham than lettuce and Italian dressing
4 breadsticks after the fact
Snack:
1 cake of Soan Papdi an Indian dessert
No protein after lifting today! I forgot. Dammit.
Anyway. See you when I see you.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
No blog today.
Things went astray today. A lot of stuff going on that I can't really talk about yet. Nothing bad, but major things. I will let you know in good time. Thanks for sticking with me.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Day 64.
Friends, it has been too long.
But the semester is done, finally, and I have walked away victorious. 4 A's and 1 B. Even if the B was in a "blow-off" class. I argue that it was not a blow-off class because it was HARD.
But we're not here to talk about school, are we? We're here to talk about me getting sexy. Along those lines: went back to the gym today. Actually, I went to the new gym for the first time today. We bought our Natatorium passes and used them. This place is very nice. There's a lot of stuff going on in there and it almost feels crowded. There's one section that I'm fairly certain has the very first workout machines ever invented... but mostly it's a modern, clean, up-to-date facility.
They have like 10 Hell Machines so we can be friends, at the very least.
The goal was to do some cardio and weights before heading home but that was not to be. The place has a daycare center for Matt and Lilly to hang out in, which is nice. When we filled out the info sheets, on Matt's I put: "Has a speech/language delay and becomes frustrated easily. Can be incredibly difficult to console." After I finished 30 on the Hell Machine, Vanessa and I walked the track a couple of times before we heard:
"Vanessa Beane, please come to the Kid's Castle."
We instantly figured the worst. Matt was throwing a temper tantrum, wailing at the top of his lungs, just going nuts. When he starts going, it can be intense and INCREDIBLY difficult to deal with.
But when we walked in, it was Lilly, not Matt that was wailing like crazy. She was beet red, with giant crocodile tears rolling down her cheeks. It was so sad. But she wanted me, which was nice. She chillaxed pretty quick at that point, but she was ready to go home. The lady said that it's like she all of a sudden notice that we were gone. Too funny.
But our workout was cut short. Kind of a bummer, but that's OK. We'll give it another shot tomorrow.
So: workout was 30 minutes on the Hell Machine and 3 laps around the track.
Breakfast:
1 1/2 servings of Honey Nut CHeerios
2 pieces of Oatnut Toast with butter
Lunch:
Sun-dried Tomato wrap with turkey, ham, American Cheese, lettuce, tomato and mustard
Strawberry Banana yogurt
Dinner:
GIANT cheeseburger with all the fixings
Hot dog with the fixings
Mac N Cheese
Cucumber Salad
Dessert:
Sugar Free Angel Food Cake with Strawberries and Sugar Free Whipped Topping
Snacks:
Had some brownies. But they're gone, so no more worries.
See you tomorrow.
But the semester is done, finally, and I have walked away victorious. 4 A's and 1 B. Even if the B was in a "blow-off" class. I argue that it was not a blow-off class because it was HARD.
But we're not here to talk about school, are we? We're here to talk about me getting sexy. Along those lines: went back to the gym today. Actually, I went to the new gym for the first time today. We bought our Natatorium passes and used them. This place is very nice. There's a lot of stuff going on in there and it almost feels crowded. There's one section that I'm fairly certain has the very first workout machines ever invented... but mostly it's a modern, clean, up-to-date facility.
They have like 10 Hell Machines so we can be friends, at the very least.
The goal was to do some cardio and weights before heading home but that was not to be. The place has a daycare center for Matt and Lilly to hang out in, which is nice. When we filled out the info sheets, on Matt's I put: "Has a speech/language delay and becomes frustrated easily. Can be incredibly difficult to console." After I finished 30 on the Hell Machine, Vanessa and I walked the track a couple of times before we heard:
"Vanessa Beane, please come to the Kid's Castle."
We instantly figured the worst. Matt was throwing a temper tantrum, wailing at the top of his lungs, just going nuts. When he starts going, it can be intense and INCREDIBLY difficult to deal with.
But when we walked in, it was Lilly, not Matt that was wailing like crazy. She was beet red, with giant crocodile tears rolling down her cheeks. It was so sad. But she wanted me, which was nice. She chillaxed pretty quick at that point, but she was ready to go home. The lady said that it's like she all of a sudden notice that we were gone. Too funny.
But our workout was cut short. Kind of a bummer, but that's OK. We'll give it another shot tomorrow.
So: workout was 30 minutes on the Hell Machine and 3 laps around the track.
Breakfast:
1 1/2 servings of Honey Nut CHeerios
2 pieces of Oatnut Toast with butter
Lunch:
Sun-dried Tomato wrap with turkey, ham, American Cheese, lettuce, tomato and mustard
Strawberry Banana yogurt
Dinner:
GIANT cheeseburger with all the fixings
Hot dog with the fixings
Mac N Cheese
Cucumber Salad
Dessert:
Sugar Free Angel Food Cake with Strawberries and Sugar Free Whipped Topping
Snacks:
Had some brownies. But they're gone, so no more worries.
See you tomorrow.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Quick update.
Not an actual entry. Had some blood work done yesterday for my appointment. While my weight wasn't down as far as I would have liked the Doc said that my progress was phenomenal. I just got the call about my blood work and my average blood sugar level for 3 months is 140, down from 260 and my LDL cholesterol is 49 down from 160.
The doctor is stoked and so am I.
And as far as the weight, he said that he could see a difference in the way that I looked and to not be discouraged because I have been doing weightlifting as well. It's hard to remember that. Plus, I like lifting weights. As long as I'm making progress and seeing results, it'll be OK.
The doctor is stoked and so am I.
And as far as the weight, he said that he could see a difference in the way that I looked and to not be discouraged because I have been doing weightlifting as well. It's hard to remember that. Plus, I like lifting weights. As long as I'm making progress and seeing results, it'll be OK.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Brief hiatus.
Again. I am neck deep in papers and finals and I wish that I had the time to work out. But I don't. So I'm taking a week off in order to catch up.
Sorry that I didn't update everyone on this sooner. Rest assured that I will return. Vanessa's dad paid for us to get summer passes to the Natatorium so if I don't, he'll kill me.
See you in 7.
Sorry that I didn't update everyone on this sooner. Rest assured that I will return. Vanessa's dad paid for us to get summer passes to the Natatorium so if I don't, he'll kill me.
See you in 7.
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