Five Year Mark

 

 

 

 

 

 

Growing up, I was the girl who had to wear the pink dress her mother made at her First Communion because I couldn't fit into the frilly, white dresses that you're supposed to wear. I was the last person to finish the mile in gym class every time, and the sweet, funny girl boys always joked around with  but never asked out.                                                                                                                                

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

At 263 pounds, I didn't see how I would ever reach my goal. Other moms swore to me I would         never lose all the baby weight, my doctor warned  me it was only a matter of time before "You end up like your parents and develop diabetes," and all  the evidence proved that, (even if you did loose weight), 90% of all dieters gain it back. I'm glad I didn't stop trying.                                                                                                                                                                

 

A Good Morning

And today was the day that a PR director at Medi Weightloss gave my name to a producer on Good Morning America?!  I haven't received any phone calls and might never hear from anyone, but to have your name in front of someone who could potentially broadcast your story to millions is unbelievable.  All this for deciding for good that I was done being overweight and finding a program that would really help me. Incredible things can happen when you want to change.

Not Digging It

Oh good lord!  I thought it would be a great idea to finally weed the flower bed in my front yard after tropical storm Andrea thoroughly primed the soil and now I'm not so sure.  What started as a fairly simple project in theory ended up being an all afternoon endeavour that involved dozens of buckets, several bottles of water, and a real shovel.  I have no business using a shovel but ended up going all Joan Crawford OCD, (like when she couldn't sleep because she felt compelled to chop down a tree at 3 in the morning in Mommy Dearest), and dug up the entire twenty square feet to remove all the roots.  Now I can barely bend at the knees.  It's been two days out and I'm still hobbling along worse than someone twice my age. It's pitiful. My only consolation is that at least I won't see another weed for a few months and that maybe I might look like I have somewhat of a backside until the inflammation subsides. Forget about doing squats, just garden.

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Four years and 34 days ago I walked out of the clinic on the verge of tears and tentatively into a new way of life.  I was over one hundred pounds overweight, depressed, and nearly done believing my situation would ever really improve after battling weight problems my whole life.  I wasn't even convinced I could even lose twenty pounds but I did.  I dropped twenty pounds within the first two months and another 93 pounds a year later and have kept it off. 

From hiding from life to receiving recognition in front of hundreds... The experience has been better than I ever could have dreamed.  That doesn't happen often in life and I free incredibly fortunate. This time the tears are from knowing that I can beat my doubts.

National Cheesecake Day

How am I now just stumbling upon this? Finally, a day I can truly celebrate. This is the best made up day ever!

I can't think of a better way to honor this special occasion than reserving a table at The Cheesecake Factory for the night to taste test each and every one of their desserts to rate them for the greater good of humanity but I just can't do that to myself anymore.

Instead, I find a healthier alternative and these recipes are much better choices. Granted I haven't made the first one yet however, judging from the ingredients, I don't think you can go wrong. Happy Cheescake Day!

1. Celebrate "National Cheesecake Day" with this delicious cheesecake recipe!: Celebrate "National Cheesecake Day" with this delicious cheesecake recipe!

2. E's Low Carb Cheesecake

Ingredients (makes 8 servings)
- 3/4 cup finely ground almonds
- 3/4 cup almond flour or almond meal
- 2 tablespoons light butter, melted
- 2 (8 ounce) packages of fat free cream cheese, softened
- 2 eggs
- 3/4 cup sugar substitute (I recommend Stevia. You may also want to go up to 1 cup of this for a sweeter taste.)
- 1 cup fat free sour cream
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1 teaspoon Irish cream liquor (optional)
- 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 1/4 cup sugar free strawberry sauce
- 1 container sugar free whipped topping
- 1 container of fresh strawberries

Directions
1. Preheat oven to 325 degrees F.
2. Lightly spray the bottom of 8 inch springfoam pan with non-stick cooking spray. Mix almonds, almond flour, and melted butter in a small bowl with a fork and press into pan. Refrigerate for 5 minutes.
3. In a large bowl, beat cream cheese, eggs, and sugar (one at a time) until creamy. Add in sour cream, vanilla extract, Irish cream liquor, and cinnamon until well blended. Pour filling over crust and smooth with a spatula.
4. Place cake pan in a large roasting pan with 1 inch of boiling water and bake for 45 minutes or until golden brown and the center is almost set. Let chill in refrigerator for 4 hours.
5. Slice into wedges and top with strawberry sauce, whipped topping, and strawberries. Great with sliced apples and sugar free caramel sauce or berries too.

Walking the Walk

Signing up for races is a great way to stay motivated when exercising and to stay fit for a bigger purpose. I've been having some problems with tendinitis in my uncooperative right leg so walking is a good alternative. It's also a nice way to spend time with my kids while secretly sneaking in some extra exercise. Just watch out for those cute presents some dogs leave on the sidewalk.  Some owners conveniently fail to notice the grass just inches away.

As a tribute to my father who was diabetic, my son and I are participating in a walk for diabetes this Saturday in Tampa at the Forum. I had hoped to persuade him to sign up for one of these events with me when he took up walking, but life doesn't always work out the way you expect it to. If anyone one is interested or would like to make a donation to our team, (team Blackwell), just click here http://www2.jdrf.org/site/TR?fr_id=1685&pg=entry

Extra, Extra!

My first printed work... and it's published right next to a Dr. Oz article, on my dad's birthday weekend. Today is a good day!

'Life is short … live better' http://tbo.ly/H8rJBq

This calls for some Journey. Bring it Steve. http://youtu.be/VcjzHMhBtfO

Where Am I?

I like the ad for February, especially that woman in the heart with the red dress.  (It's me, I made it into a real print ad for a national company?!)   Yay!!!

Medi-Weightloss Clinics Advertising Survey

Ladies Who Lunch

Fine, expensive cuisine at THE premiere waterside venue in town with THE healthiest people around... Two free tickets to the Oscars of  diet and exercise? Yes, please!

 The 2011 Tampa Bay Healthiest Employers Event is fast approaching and my poster and I have been cordially invited despite my weekly 100 calorie margarita and 100 calorie bag of smart popcorn.  Obama was even invited to this location last year, so you know my mom and I have to scope out this place for ourselves.  I'll be hanging out in the back, pretending to check my phone messages on my son's iPod as I secretly take pictures. Just another perk to joining Medi. http://www.bizjournals.com/tampabay/news/2011/08/08/2011-healthiest-employers-awards.html

On

I'm pleased to announce that my A game for my lifelong mission "No More Plus Size EVER!" is back on. After evaluating the situation, I've cut back on the extra carbs, downloaded some new killer tunes, and have signed up for a 5 mile walk on my birthday.  As a result, that unwanted pound is gone now and it looks like those nine others will disappear too. I can almost see that new wardrobe in the next size down hanging in my closet in the not too distant future as sure as I am blogging.

That's good too, as it's better to address slip ups right away rather than wait until you get stuck in bad situation like Paula Deen. Don't get me wrong, I think Paula is the cutest, sweetest home cook ever but she does have a tendency to match the size of her portions to the size of her over the top personality. Not that I wouldn't jump at the chance to have a mint julep with her on her party show in a heartbeat, but I doubt I would have one for long after just one bite of her deep fried, bacon stuffed, grilled cheese sandwich.  Honestly, I don't know how she and her husband (aka Santa Claus) still have the lung capacity to cut a rug at the end of the day.

Speaking of which, why is her son Bobby ALWAYS coming over at that time for dinner AND dessert. He's such a codependent enabler! You know her sugar,cheese and butter supply would be cut in half if that grown  mama's boy would learn how to cook for himself. What's he gonna do if, heaven forbid, she and Michael should both pass and his own health declines? Someone's gotta run the family restaurant. He can't cook and you know Jamie (her baby) isn't the sharpest tool in the box.

You've got to have knowledge. Not only to be aware of problems from the onset but to then use it to find the solutions to turn it around.  It's not always fun or easy but is infinitely much better than the alternative.

What's On the Tube

As of today, I still haven't seen any more mentions on Twitter from the lead singer of The Counting Crows about my blog, but it's alright.  I can click onto the Medi Weight loss channel via You tube and see something equally impactful and cool. To quote the song "Mr. Jones", "When I see that television" I see me, along with many others who have reached their goals on the program, "Staring right back at me".  (I'm the overly pensive woman in the dark blue shirt.)

Sink or Swim

I'll admit it, I'm not a big fish person. Growing up my mother would complain for days if my father dared to cook cabbage on New Year's Eve for luck, so anything with too pungent of an odor was usually too high of a risk in our home. The closest my family ever got to seafood was the occasional splurge on shrimp for when my parents were trying to impress special guests or some deep fried fish sticks, when they were on sale.

As the years passed I've tried more of the mild types of seafood at restaurants out of curiosity like grouper, salmon, and bass and have discovered that they're really not bad at all. I'd even place lobster on my top ten best foods ever list. Fish is a refreshing change from the standard chicken or beef and a welcome alternative, especially for anyone on a high protein diet. I've tried to incorporate more of these dishes into my meal planning but am weary with two picky eaters seldom open to trying anything new.

Well Yesterday, my guys,(my husband and two boys), spent the day deep sea fishing on one of those big charter boats common to Florida for the first time. I opted out this time for some much needed mommy time,(aka a movie and clothes shopping) but couldn't escape the fish all together. They came home proudly displaying their catch of the day in the freezer buried under a five pound bag of ice.

I knew it was in there somewhere, cut, cleaned and ready to be cooked and it was up to me to do the deed. Not being much of an expert in this field I cleverly went to my go to site,(allrecipes.com) and attempted to trick them into believing I was a culinary genius. It worked. They loved it and nobody ever knew that I had completely winged it and hoped for the best. (It's funny how that approach works more often than not.)

Here's the recipe,(not mine), if you're ever stuck in the same predicament. You can use it on any type of fish,(I believe), and eliminate the nachos and serve with brown rice for a low carb effect.
Mexican Baked Fish Recipe - Allrecipes.com

Enough Already

Let me just say that this was how I looked a week before doing the video testimony posted below.



Football mom chic, right? But somehow, when sitting down in front on a television camera, I look like I swallowed it. You know how they say that the camera adds ten pounds, well now I believe it. All of those actresses must look borderline anorexic in person. But in my case, it looks like the camera piled on twenty pounds.

People debating about whether to try the program want to see the results and I just don't think that particular shirt really sells it. Initially I wore a more flattering dress but it didn't work with the lighting and white background, so I had to change. Then, I had to do some readjusting so, umm, certain straps wouldn't show and it just didn't read as well as I think it could have.

Not that my poor posture helped matters either. No wonder I have back problems. I've been working on my core for months now and definitely know better.

And could I be an more calm? I was nervous and trying to stay composed but I look like I'm one yawn away from an Ambien induced nap. A big gulp size coffee on the drive to the studio that morning might not have been such a bad idea. Oh, and my attempt at humor at the end - kinda lame. Yeah, my family thought that was cute but I'm not so sure. The director suggested a one liner as I was rambling, (my hats off to the editors at Tampa Digital Studios), and it sounds a bit rehearsed due to the retakes.

Yet ultimately the whole point of anyone sharing their story is about healing. I wanted to be able to connect to people who are where I used to be and encourage them to take care of themselves and I think I did that, in my own way. Every day I work on not focusing on what I don't have and to value and build on the things that I do, yet I still tend to gravitate toward the negative. Looking back at the clip, this whole experience showed me that I really need to stop thinking that I'm not good enough, as it's clearly wearing me out. I'm not perfect and probably never will be, but I don't need to be. It's about making your mind up that you're going to do whatever is that you're taking on and then giving it your best shot. Something that, if I look back, I've tried to do time and again.

The video may or may not affect anyone but I was afraid to do and did it anyways, just like I did when I first stepped foot in the clinic. Good or bad, I still managed to get through it despite myself and that's a small victory in itself.

YouTube - Changed Lives: Erin

Gone

I thought I might crash and burn at yesterday's Foodapolooza but I feel like those days are gone. I can't say I didn't indulge in any treats, (I had a scoop of black raspberry ice cream), but that was all I could literally stomach. Maybe it was the oppressive heat or the sight of hundreds of fit women in small sundresses everywhere I looked, but the idea of shoveling down more junk food didn't appeal to me. I kept thinking that the old me would have stayed at home, too embarrassed to be seen walking by food tents in summer clothing overweight. I would have never even made it past the mile walk to the event and now I could handle being on my feet at length. I was with all the other women who were enjoying Sunday at a bay front park and, for the first time in years, I felt comfortable doing the same. That's the treat these days and I don't want to ruin that. In fact, I'm trying to go a few more pounds past my original goal weight and have already lost five pounds this month.

In the words of Third Eye Blind's Stephen Jenkins, "I want something else to help me through this life" and I'm still searching to find what exactly that is. Not so sure my husband and I watching a nineties band perform with two restless kids fits the bill though. I'll always have a passion for music but am starting to feel like those days of not feeling old at a concert may be gone too.

YouTube - ThirdEyeBlind.MOV

As Seen On TV

Oh my God, what was up with the Rachael Ray show? Can you say agenda?! So much for telling the WHOLE story and informing people on an incredible personal achievement and an excellent program for weight loss. The show was all about NBC promoting The Biggest Loser and Jillian Michaels pitching her book, as she has all the answers to making your dreams come true. Jeez, even the viewer who had to overcome wearing minimal makeup for 30 days got more screen time!

But it's not Jerome's fault. He and his wife did mention Medi numerous times during the five hour taping of the show but were told they may not have time for them to answer all of the interview questions. So they were overshadowed by the bigger so called celebrity and, (due to some clever editing), it looks like The Biggest Loser is responsible for inspiring the couple and serving as the perfect guide for them to lose the weight on their own. They even showed them going into the doctor's office for their weekly weigh-ins!!! ARRRRRGHHH!!!!!! Those weren't done to mimic the show!!!! It's an important part to the medically supervised weight loss program they were both on to help keep them on track and to monitor their health called Medi!!!!!!!!! The clinic even sticks with their patients after they reach their goals to help them sustain the change long term too. TV Land does things a bit differently. In that world they drop you after the cameras stop rolling and catch up with you a year later when you've put the weight back on and they can exploit you all over again.

I understand a network wanting to plug their own show and not wanting the segment to be just a commercial for the clinic, but they really short changed both of them. To not give them a chance to share more of their story or to even mention the program that was a key component to helping the couple shed over 400 pounds is wrong. They missed out on an opportunity to potentially help a lot of overweight people. People who have tried diets on their own, or may be contemplating gastric surgery, and could benefit greatly from medical support. I don't think I can watch Rachael Ray ever again.

On the Show

Medi weight loss patient, Jerome Biggars and his wife Shawna share how they lost over 400lbs together on the Rachael Ray Show tomorrow!

On the downside, Jillian Michaels is going to be on as well. I don't watch The Biggest Loser anymore because of how they degrade their contestants for ratings and she seems to be the worst offender. Maybe it's not nice to label her a bully but how else would you describe someone who gets up in other peoples' faces, screams at them, and makes them exercise until they feel chest pains for ratings. (As if they haven't already been humiliated enough.) Thankfully, Jerome and Shawna will be there to show her how losing weight is really done. Set your dvr.

Rachael Ray Show - On the Show - Jillian Michaels’ Fan Surprise & French Onion Mac ‘n’ Cheese

Slimming Down

I may not be the toast of town like my brother with his Bears, but my work has been popping up in my own community along with some other Medi Mamas. We may not be hairy but we know how to rock, especially in skinny jeans and heels. Nice job ladies!

Your Community Newspaper | Blog | The joy of permanent weight loss

Lights, Camera, Action

Yes, it's that time of year again. It's annual sick week. You know, that one time of year when you've got the longest To Do list to tackle? When you're counting down the minutes until the medicine kicks in and you can fade into unconscious where pain ceases to plague you for at least a few hours?

I don't get it. I wash my hands. I take my multivitamin. Why the extra obstacle? Why now? Can't it wait until the weekend?

The prime source of these germs is none other than my first born. He's showing all the signs of a flu - stuffy nose, sore throat, no appetite for my cooking... Naturally he thought nothing about coughing on my pillow during a recent Harry Potter marathon but I am not getting sick. I'm not getting sick. I'm NOT getting SICK! The mucus setting up shop in my sinuses is just an unpleasant drainage problem that will magically clear up just as quickly as it set in.

It better because Thursday is a big day and I can't be looking all run down and blowing my nose on video. I just found out that I will be sharing my weight loss story for a video testimony! Yay!While I'm glad to be able to spread the word to others who might think permanent weight loss isn't possible, it could also create yet another strange experience. Now I could potentially be in the waiting room at the clinic while a video loop, with me in it, plays on a flat screen behind me. I can just see the confused looks of other patients now. (Insert Twilight Zone music here).

That's right - I'm going to be inside a real video studio, in front of a camera crew, with my adult acne and all, trying to articulate just how much my life has completely changed since joining the program while trying not to get choked up. Not that that would make me emotional or anything. After all, if I don't lose it, my spot could potentially be seen by a few more people than just my immediate family. But my camera time consists only of a B52 karaoke song in high school, a requested tribute to Pat Benatar, and some headache inducing background audio after my son's touchdown. I don't think that qualifies as valuable experience. Wish me luck.

Finding Myself

(Warning: This is shameless self promotion. This doesn't happen every day so I felt compelled to document it. Forgive me.)

Took a few more pictures of my new home. It was similar to playing Where's Waldo. :)

Aside from fine dining, it looks like my alter ego, is interested in health




the arts




and all things beautiful!



It's uncanny how my bannner just happened to be located at these particular places. How'd they know? I might just start liking malls, especially this one.

Hangin' Around

The weekly visit to the Medi clinic is very routine at this point. Walk in, sign in, and then wait for my name to be called in the waiting room. Yup, once again I'm there like the last person at a party who doesn't notice that everyone else already left. I've seen some staff and four doctors come and go and the ones that remain are probably wondering how long before they have to push me out the door.

In a lot of ways, nothing is new. There are no more sizes dropped, pounds lost, or drastic physical changes. I go in the exam room for a B12 injection and get weighed once a month, free of charge, and that's it. All that ever changes is the staff member I see and I just hope it's not a doctor, since they're typically more aggressive when sticking your arm with a needle.

But just when I think I've reached my goal and it doesn't get any better than that, I get another gift handed to me. Today, while seeing my favorite nurse, she exclaimed, "Erin, did you see? You're picture is flying all over Wiregrass my dear! Did they tell you?"

HOLY SH**!!!!!! What?! I may not make it to the local shopping mall that often, but apparently my poster image sure does. She's hanging around every other street light at the most popular place in town! She's in front of Grillsmith restaurant where it looks like she always has a table reserved for her and I haven't even eaten there yet. She's about to check out the new releases at Barnes & Noble when I only have time to read magazines. Hell, she's even next to my favorite store, JcPenNEY, yards away from actor Terrence Howard's ad like they're both just hustlin' and flowin'. That chick looks ten times cooler than me and appears to be having more fun than me too, but she is me. True it's me made up me wearing a dress that I don't typically wear often and in heels that I can hardly walk in but the promise of living out this "night on the town" look it obtainable now when I never imagined I would get this far.

Looking at yourself after losing over 100 pounds is surreal enough but to see a glammed up version of yourself when your shopping around town is both strange and incredibly empowering. How many people actually lose a significant amount of weight through a weight loss program and also have their success publically broadcast? Not only that but people I don't even know have been posting comments about my story on Facebook. Comments like, "You're story gave me chills... it's a blessing... you inspired me to try again." To have any impact on anyone else with a weight issue, and to possibly motivate them to getting back their life when I've been overweight off and on since I was a little girl... It means everything to me. I couldn't ask for more and if my weight should continually stay at my goal, well then I'm just going to have to get used to it. :)

YouTube - Talking Heads - "Once In A Lifetime"

Sticking To It

The one green beer I had last night must not have agreed with me because today I feel as if I could float down the Majestic Shannon on the buoyancy of my belly bloat alone. I know, not exactly a pretty picture, but it's been a recurring problem ever since I hit my goal weight and probably one others can relate to as well. I eat a little more carbs here and there, (the good carbs), and it's like my body doesn't know what they are or how to digest them anymore. So they "fester" in my stomach, (which I now refer to as Fester), making me look and feel like I'm in my first trimester. Not only that but the discomfort has slowed me down with my workouts and the extra calories have added up to a couple of pounds in the last few months. Ugghhh! I've worked too hard to lose the weight and I'll be damned if I'm going to back track now!!!!!!

Luckily for me, Medi has, once again, come to the rescue. Today I received a package in the mail, a gift bag from the clinic for making the Top 10 in the cover model contest stocked with all the ingredients I need to protein it up anytime of the day for days. That's right, today's secret ingredient is... PROTEIN POWDER!!!!!

Over the last couple of years I've received enough shake recipes from Medi to become a certified shake mixologist but I've never tried them. Well, with the supply I've been given, it seems like that's all about to change. They even added in PB2 - powdered peanut butter! I know, it sounds a little gross but is actually a real, natural peanut butter that is made with peanuts but is much healthier and lower in calories while being just as tasty and comes in a chocolate version too. In fact, I've got big plans for it. It's going to be like the life of party when mingling with yogurt, sugar free pudding, my cheesecake recipe... I can even mix it with water and spread it on my cinnamon apple slices! I haven't had peanut butter in years, so the possibilities might just be endless.

Sometimes when you hit a bump in the road, it might just help to mix it up. I'm going to experiment with the recipes. I'll be sure to share my favorites.

(The background music. These chicks like peanut butter too.YouTube - The Liverbirds - Peanut Butter)

That's What I'm Talkin' About

Nearly two years ago I was over a hundred pounds overweight. Then I started a weight loss plan at a little clinic two miles away from my house, lost the weight, and now my image is on banners, ads, and posters representing them????? I know it's custom for programs like this to advertise with before and after pictures of their patients, but I'm really just one of many who have lost a substantial amount of weight, so it still baffles me as to why I was singled out.

Not that I mind at all though. It may not seem that significant to other people, but to someone who, at the age of seven, had their mother sew them a pink, gunny sack confirmation dress because they didn't fit into the standard, beautiful white dress that all the other Irish Catholic girls paraded around in like princesses, and who continued to feel outcast for decades after because of her weight - it feels monumental.

With exposure like this, the cover of Italian Vogue, a leading role in the next Darren Aronofsky movie, and a major book deal with Random House are sure to follow.

Rock Around the Clock

This is currently how hard I'm "rocking" it in the Medi Cover Model contest, with 37
votes to the top contenders 294 votes...



I know they say "Slow and steady wins the race" but the tortoise could run me over at this point and that's with the help of my husband's coworkers, my mother in-law's extensive arsenal of Mafia War thugs, and my brother in-law's Army buddies. Ideally, I would like to hit it like this...



I just learned that my local clinic is making a new banner with my image to use for their set up at the local Business Expo coming up (www.centralpascochamber.com/?page=expo11). As awesome as that is, how doubly cool would it be to be able to add "Clinic of Medi's 2011 Cover Model" to that too? Okay, so winner might be aiming to high, but 30 more votes would bump me up into the top three. Help a mama out and cast a vote on the Medi Weightloss FB page.

Making the Cut

James may not be in American Idol's Top 10 just yet, but I know someone who made the Medi Cover Model Top 10... Yea, I made it !!!!!!!!! I guess this mama's still got it after all. Just look at my "Blue Steel" or is that "My heels are killing me Bitch". (I tried, but my fierce always reads slightly more irritated. I'll get down, eventually.) :)



Time to celebrate on this Valentines Day. Cheers to loving others and to learning to love yourself!

Song of the day: YouTube - ainow.org: Jennifer Hudson Weight Watchers PointsPlus (This isn't meant to endorse Weight Watchers, but to show an emotion. It's hard to describe to someone who has never had a serious weight problem how it feels but I think Jennifer Hudson knows. Girlfriend nailed it.)

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Challenge of the Day

Me Vs. Aphrodite












I need a good after photo for the Medi contest due in by Monday. I've lost the weight, I'm using a real beach at sunset for my back drop, and can at least pretend I'm a goddess. I can do this. Let's do this!

Like Eminem says, you only get on shot, better make it count.
YouTube - Eminem - Lose Yourself (set to clips from 8 Mile)

Recipe of the Day

My body is aching, I'm tired, it's 51 degrees here in Florida, and my kids are never going to have enough energy to finish their homework and save the world via Xbox, if I don't cook something soon. It's time for some comfort food. A meal that is easy to make with some added heat to you warm. This version is very mild but can be made stronger if you're taste buds can handle it.

Spicy Chicken Noodle Soup

Ingredients

4 cups water
4 cups chicken broth
5 skinless, boneless chicken breast sliced in half
1 teaspoon garlic powder
1 tablespoon onion powder
½ teaspoon dried oregano
1 tablespoon paprika
3 tablespoons olive oil
1 chopped onion
3 cloves of garlic, chopped
1 (16 ounce) jar salsa
4 tablespoons chili powder
1 (16 ounce) container low fat sour cream
1 package Tofu Shirataki noodles

Directions

1. Combine water, chicken broth, chicken, garlic powder, onion powder, dried oregano, and paprika in a large pot. Bring to a boil, reduce heat, and let simmer for one hour.

2. Remove the chicken and shred, making sure to save the water and broth for later.

3. Combine onion, garlic, and olive oil in a large pot and cook until slightly
browned.

4. Add in salsa, chili powder, sour cream, shredded chicken, Tofu Shirataki noodles, and reserved water and broth. Simmer for 30 minutes.

Let Them Eat Cake

On a much lighter note... Here is one of the recipes I think I'm going to submit to the Medi book. I know, I'm totally pulling a Britney Spears here, giving away a sample of my latest creative work before the finished product drops, but my bloggies and Twitter moms shouldn't have to wait.

It still needs some tweaking, (Splenda has a little bit of a weird aftertaste) but it looks like a winner. In fact, I don't think it will make it through the weekend if my boys have anything to do with it. It seems to hold up against the best cheesecake ever too - the one my mother makes every year for Thanksgiving. I put my own low carb spin on it, but failed to mention that to them just like I haven't filled them in on that whole Santa thing either... I hope, in time, they will understand.

Erin's Cheesecake

Ingredients

Crust
-3/4 cup finely crushed almonds
-3/4 cup almond flour (sometimes referred to as almond meal)
- 2 tablespoons melted butter

Filling
- 3 eight ounce packages of fat free cream cheese, softened
- 15 ounces part skim ricotta cheese
- 1/3 cup light sour cream
- 1 1/4 cup sugar substitute
- 1/4 cup Fat Free French Vanilla Coffeemate Creamer
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1 teaspoon lemon juice
- 1 tablespoon Irish Cream liquor (I recommend Baileys)
- 3 eggs
- 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon

Topping
- scant amount of sugar free strawberry topping, light whipped cream, and
strawberries


Directions
1) Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.

2) Spray springfoam pan with nonstick cooking spray.

3) Fill a roasting pan with about 1 inch of water and place in the center of the oven
rack.

4) Mix cream cheese in mixing bowl until light and fluffy. Add ricotta cheese, sour
cream, and sugar substitute one at a time on low speed until blended.

5) In a separate bowl, whisk creamer, vanilla, lemon juice, Irish cream, eggs, and
cinnamon until blended.

6) Pour the egg mixture into the cream cheese mixture and mix on medium speed until
creamy.

7) Pour the filling into the springfoam pan and place pan into the water bath for 15
minutes. Turn the temperature down to 275 degrees F and bake for 1 1/2 hours or
until the top is golden brown. Turn the oven off and leave the cake in to cool for
3 hours. Remove and refrigerate until chilled. Top it off with strawberry topping,
whipped cream, and strawberries. Lift fork to mouth and enjoy!

What's Cooking

A book! A book!!!! It's more of a colaborative cookbook than a fictional bestseller, but it's still a book. (This isn't how I imagined how my first foray into world of publishing would be but you have to start somewhere.) I, along with some others, have joined forces with the enemy, Medi Man, (just joking, we are actually FB friends) and will be submitting our stories along with a couple of favorite recipes for an inspirational/motivational cookbook. Yay! So look out Racheal Ray, there's some healthier and more "yum-oh" meals coming your way so don't be surprised if Barnes and Noble starts marking your book down. Put me and my peeps on your show and you might even get a signed copy. =)

YouTube - The Beatles-Paperback Writer

Survivng

All of those holiday treats might have tried to attach themselves directly to my belly, Fester, but to no avail. Sure, I might have injured my knee permanently, (never do lunges when you're body is still freezing cold), but that extra pound is gone. Let's see that makes a total of 115 pounds, right? Damn straight little snowman cookie with the chocolate chip eyes! Nice try Frosty, but you could never touch that.

Moreover, Medi has taken out another full page ad with that woman who bears an uncanny resemblance to me in this months Tampa Parenting magazine again. That makes two months in a row now! The only problem is that chick. She definitely stole my look. I know they say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery but she seriously needs get her own style.

True, it's no Time, or Vogue or even a Victoria Secret catalogue but a delivery in the mail of the latter could lead to someone possibly picking up a Parenting magazine down the road... It's just cool to be in any publication and to support something I really care about when most of my life I've never really been confident enough in my appearance to put myself out there. (And I had dreams of it being for something I wrote, for my mind...)

Who knows, I might even make to the January issue. Yeah, they should totally do a new shoot every month with free clothes and a whole glam squad just to change it up. I could be their very first calendar girl and any residual profits could be used to throw parties for all the clients and staff. Like the Cafe Disco on The Office, only in a medical clinic and without Dwight. There's plenty more ideas where that came from but they have to hire me before I divulge anymore. :)

But until that happens, all I can offer is a song. This goes out to everyone who got through 2010 but especially to all my sisters. To the women who still manage to reach out to others despite being sick. The women who made it through the season despite having shotty metabolisms that don't enable them to consume as many calories as those skinny bitches. And to the women who succeeded despite having to wear tacky stage outfits designed by their mother. Here's to you and an even better new year!

The Skinny on Carbs

It's not just about counting calories when losing weight that matters. The amount of carbohydrates you consume are important too. Scientists now saying carbs, not fat, are to blame for America's ills - latimes.com

Jingle All the Way

Tis the season to be jolly with, (among other things), extra helpings, extra drinks, desserts, and cookies - all things that put on the pounds. Exercise is probably you're best line of defense against that pumpkin pie but, if you're like me, you need a little motivation to tie those sneakers on.

This is exactly why my family and I have decided to sign up for a run. The annual Jingle Bell for Arthritis run takes place December 4th at International Plaza in Tampa and is not only a great way to keep your weight down but help a charity as well. Moreover, it's one of the funner races out there with jingle bells provided for your shoelaces, Christmas music, and Santa himself cheering you on. There are serious runners participating but also a big group of people with their dogs and baby strollers who are just trying to be active. You can choose either a 5K (3.2 miles) or a 1 mile "race" and walk, run, or walk/run to the finish line. Whatever works best for you. Get your family involved too and make a memorable event out of it, you'll be glad you did.

More specifically, if any Medi Weight Loss patients would like to join me on that day and form a group to further support and celebrate the healthier changes we've made, please contact me. (Just post a comment and it will directly be forwarded to my email.) For more information go to - 2010 Jingle Bell Run/Walk - Tampa - Home

Don't Walk This Way

Let's face it, not many people enjoy feeling the burn while doing countless repetitions of toning exercises, so when football hall of famer JOE MONTANA says the new Skechers Shape-Ups really work, I started to wonder. Could these expensive sneakers really be the answer to shapely leg prayers of the masses everywhere or has the ex quarterback blown through his retirement fund and extremely hard up for cash? It just seems very unlikely that he would have to worry about that problem. First of all, he was known for his arm throwing abilities and secondly, I highly doubt he has any cellulite or would ever be caught dead wearing a pair off camera. Upon doing some research, I found the following article from ivillage. It's not the most sought after health and fitness source but the findings were based on real study,(with no details given), and the writer's own personal experience. That's seems fairly reliable,right?

www.ivillage.com/toning-shoes-don-t-walk-walk/4-a-229566

(Speaking of walking...Did I mention the Aerosmith concert coming up this Saturday? Well they're going to be at the 1-800 Ask Gary Amphitheater, so be there or be square. And don't forget which way to walk. Steven Tyler knows.

Found

I'm still standing or as June, the 80 year old receptionist at the clinic put it, "They're bringing you back Miss. Sexy!" Now that's more like it, although I do think they should use my latest photo. It's more dramatic and would probably be more motivating to a potential patient. Yeah, and it should be blown up to true billboard size too with a big x covering up most of the before picture... :) And no they wouldn't have to fix that bright spot on my uterus. I don't have any super powers. It was just the way the light was reflecting off the canvas although I have been told that I do radiate a certain light from within...

The sign police tried to bring me down but Medi proved too strong for them and promptly renewed their permit with plans to put it up again as soon as humanly possible. Nurse B. (aka mother hen) made damn sure of it the moment they tried to cart it away like it was nothing.

Next time they better watch who their ordering around with their inane rules. They oughta know that you just can't keep a good woman down.

Song of the day: #1. YouTube - Chumbawamba - Tubthumping AND #2. YouTube - Hall And Oates - You Make My Dreams Come True (Music Video) (1980) (because you just can't get enough Hall and Oates)

Casulaties of Maintenance

Argghhh!!! The holidays suck. Getting ready for the Jingle Bell 5k race and having Halloween candy within a 20 foot radius of me is slowly draining my strength. My brain hurts from trying not to figure out where the fun size snickers are hidden, I smell as rancid as a basket of dirty socks, and I'm too weary to move. It's no piece of cake being healthy. Mmmm, frosting. Must... regenerate... energy... now...need water...must never surrender

YouTube - Fleetwood Mac - Don't Stop

Lost

If a tree falls in the forest, and nobody sees it, does it fall? Now there is nothing in the place where my sign used to stand. Do I no longer work? Have the other signs vanished too? Will they be replaced with my new and improved photos? Another patient? Did I help anyone? I don't know.

It's moments like this, when the illusion of Fame is fading away, that I could really use a little Oates, some wine, and a whole lotta Hall.
YouTube - She's Gone (1976) - Hall & Oates

Medi Mama Strikes Again

Well, that is the type of support that I'm talkin' about, given yesterday's slight disappointment! It's even better too because I wasn't expecting it.

It's just too weird. I actually look somewhat trim and slightly stacked in this picture. I'm really glad I took a chance on that dress - a JcPenNEY original, that was marked down! Can you believe that?! It's awesome. The hell with the little BLACK dress ladies. If red works for you and you like it, then don't worry about it being too bold - wear it!

Thank you also to photographer extraordinaire, Christopher Stickney (www.chrisstickney.com) and built in padding for working your magic. Oh, and I'd also like to give a shout out to my mentor, old school supermodel, Tyra Banks - "Hey, girl!" If it wasn't for watching one too many episodes of America's Next Top Model I would never have known how to twist my body like a contortionist to find the most painfully flattering angles.

If this isn't proof that Medi rocks than I don't know to say. If you are overweight and it's negatively impacting your life, (and if I haven't said it enough), cast your doubts aside and Join Medi Weightloss clinics(www.mediweightlossclinics.com). Take care of yourself. This is blatant promotion, but it's so much harder to do it all by yourself. I know, I tried for more years than I care to remember, stopping and starting one diet after another on my own only to eventually end up back where I started or worse. The medical supervision, medication, and support make a huge difference, (no pun intended), and can make the whole process so much easier and more successful, especially when it gets challenging.

Like this week and the following week with all the cake, ice cream, and Halloween candy around that's as addicting as a drug for a sugar junkie like me. And that's just the start. Thanksgiving and Christmas are right around the corner. I could probably eat cake for breakfast, lunch, and dinner everyday and be very content in the short term, but I know it would limit me. I wouldn't be half as happy not being able to wear the clothes I want to wear, run around with my kids, or do all the other activities I want to do without having to worry if my weight will be an issue.

It's incentives like these printed testimonials, where I can share my story and maybe even impact someone, that help motivate me to keep building on what I've been doing. After all, I gotta walk the walk if I'm gonna represent. And from what I hear there will be more promotion with a winter picture of this Florida resident amongst the snowflakes in the works. If all goes well I could even make the calendar for spring and summer too. I may be too pasty white for the swimsuit issue though.

This calls for, yes, you guessed, it a song. Hall and Oates, one more time, cause that's how I roll! This one's for you, Medi.YouTube - Hall And Oates - You Make My Dreams Come True (Music Video) (1980)

Under Construction

So far, so good. I would like to drop five more pounds to be able to comfortably fit into the next size down, but I've reached a plateau. When that happens, it usually means that your body has reached some sort of level of tolerance and you need to challenge it in news ways.

So I'm reducing some of my Cardio Queen duties for awhile and focusing more on strength exercises. This may be the better way to go anyways. From what I've been reading, cardio is great for burning calories but not as effective as weight bearing exercises for burning fat and building lean body mass. So, too much running and you could end up looking more skinny fat than toned. (For a visual, think Vince Vaughn before dating Jennifer Aniston and then after. He's still adorable either way, but there is a difference.) If you're going to put in the time, you might as well get as much bang for your buck as you can.

The key is to start slow and build, concentrating on one main body part at a time, so as not to be entirely incapacitated the next day. Yet, even with this strategy in mind, you know that you WILL encounter a painful amount of muscle soreness, so get the ice pack, the Calgon bubble bath, Ibuprofen, and Bengay ready in advance. But hey, if it gets bad enough you can always just whimper loud enough so your significant other will take pity on your weak ass and be willing to give you a massage to ease your misery. Otherwise you could be permanently immobile and forced into a nursing home way before your time.

Tonight, though, I'm trying out my new Yoga and Pilates DVD. The woman on the cover seems really ecstatic about it making me think that downward dog just may be the key to happiness. I figure if it's good enough for Cameron Diaz and all of those other Hollywood stars, then it's good enough for me. With any luck and 8hrs of core training a day, I should have a smokin' bod like hers just in time for the next magazine cover that is sure to come my way. Medi hasn't offered me that yet, but it's probably just a matter of time before they decide they need someone for a Valerie Bertinelli bikini shot. :) In the meantime I'll just work on those abs, pencil in a minor, little tummy tuck, and gather up some courage for that belly button piercing and I'll be good to go. Until then, I'll keep you posted. Time to get started.

(Looks like Mick has done so yoga in his time too. Check out his transition from chicken warrior to swimming monkey. How did he ever get all those groupies?)

YouTube - Rolling Stones - Start Me Up

Extra, Extra!

When I was first heard of LOLA, the new newspaper in town, my mind automatically journeys back to here:

"I met her in a club down in old Soho where they drink champagne, and it tastes just like cherry cola C-O-L-A cola...

However, LOLA is not some gay and lesbian publication as it's name might allude to. LOLA stands for Land O' Lakes/Lutz Area, the out in the boondocks city I have no choice but to call home for now. The talk around town is that a this media giant is printing a big story in their June 1st edition, about these incredibly inspiring people who changed her way of thinking, started believing in themselves, and made huge transformations in their life. A coming out of sorts, just in a different way. The following song goes out to all of these fat fighters.



I've seen one of the featured women around town, hanging outside on the streets, on some billboard. She's one of those people that you can tell, just by looking at her, has got to be cool. It's no wonder they made her their poster person. She should get paid big time for being brave enough to put her impromptu, bloated beyond belief before picture out there for all to see. Not only is she attractive in every single way, but she's got a lot of guts too, just not as much as she used to.

It's strange, but I feel as if I know her or have seen her somewhere else before. Maybe she was that chick with the slightly pained expression, zooming past the frozen food section of the grocery store Saturday night in an effort to avoid death by chocolate-with-little-turtle-shaped-pieces-of-fudge ice cream. Adhering to a healthy lifestyle can be a challenge, but she seems to know that it goes beyond the food and that it's really about being comfortable and confident with yourself and honoring that. I'll have to check out her story and buy a copy,(or two dozen), to show my friends and family. We seem have a lot in common.

This one's for her. Way to go Mama!

Cover Girl Part II

I should be happy. In fact, yesterday I didn't think it was possible to have a permanent smile stuck on my face while pushing a squeaky grocery cart down the crowded aisle of Winn Dixie for the thousandth time, but the pressure is on.

Out of nowhere Medi sent me an urgent email. It was from a woman I hadn't met before telling me that she's sorry she missed me during my weekly visit but that corporate is doing some new advertising with some of it's top clients and was wondering if I would be interested. A top photographer in the area, (http://www.chrisstickney.com/home.html) is taking the photos in a week, with hair and makeup provided and I need to get back to her ASAP to book a time slot. Oh and the pictures are also going to be printed in a local paper too. On top of that I also have to bring four outfits, (a workout, business suit, casual, and dressy)and props that reflect my personality. Deal or no deal?

Never having taken any of those ultra posed, cheesy high senior pictures, I immediately said "Yes" but not without any reservation. Granted, it is a really great opportuntiy but those pictures are forever, and I don't want to cringe when I look at them. There's much work to be done to complete this Operation Beautification and only one week to complete it is cutting it a bit close.

Futhermore, these photos are going to be mass produced as motivation for other clients so I gotta represent but I have nothing to wear. My workout attire consists of a sports bra and mismatched mens plaid boxers. And as for a business suit well, I hate the "uniform" they tell you to wear for interviews and my take is a little more creative. The casual outfit won't be a problem but the dress I have may not work. It's gorgeous but has a red flower print on it and prints aren't recommended.

Looks like I have to go shopping but the whole process is overwhelming. I don't know my size anymore as it's always changing and I don't know what's fashionable since I'm accustomed to wearing tents from Moo Moo Land. Now, dresses actually come with built in padding that can stand on it's own, no breasts necessary. I had no idea. It's times like this that I wish Tim Gunn from Project Runway would magically appear to help me find something fabulous and encourage me to "Make it work".

YouTube - Roxette - Dressed For Success

Rock On, Mom

That's what my youngest said when I told him about my latest news. In the grand scheme of life, it's really just a little thing but that's what it's all about when you drift into sleep recounting the day. More specifically, the main event centered around one single shirt. A new spring inspired sky blue shirt, size SMALL! Someone must have stolen my identity because I don't know the person who can fit into this and this in no way resembles any form of life that I'm familiar with. I was just getting used to putting back the large in exchange for the medium and now the situation has switched again. I don't handle change well, but in this instance, I'm learning to be okay with it. So far I've lost 116 lbs or a person, if you will, and keep going through the stages of grief with each new experience in my second life.

1. First there's denial. What?! I must be have having a hallucination. I should really get more sleep. I swear, I'm not supposed to drink that much caffeine with my medication and now I'm seriously messed up. Let me recheck the label. That can't possibly be right. It's the contacts. I've had them way too long and need to make an appointment to see the optometrist again before I go completely blind.

2. Then comes anger. Great, I guess that means my chest is shrinking too! The one body part that was fine just the way it was and now I look about as shapely as my 11 year old niece. How the hell am I suppose to stack up with all of the fake cleavage flaunting moms out here now? Boob jobs hurt and, unless you're a stripper, they aren't free either. So much for that damn college education.

3. Next is bargaining. God, if you could just redistribute the weight from my hips, and thighs to bless me with ginormous knockers,and an ass like J-Lo, then I swear on my life that ice cream will never touch my lips again. Ben and Jerry will be dead to me.

4. Following this is depression. All of the clothes in my closet suck, they're too big and look frumpy on me. I have nothing to wear. I have to go on a shopping marathon but I can't leave the house looking like this. I hate the mall. There's really no reason to get out of bed today.

5. Finally, there is acceptance. Security is not going to escort you away to the dark corner, aka, the plus size dept, so stop looking over your shoulder. It's okay to shop where all the other women shop. Objects may appear larger with the underwire support of a generously padded push up bra. Who knew? See, you do learn something new everyday. And for the love of God, stop getting misty eyed when something fits and looks nice. That's what you get when you take care of yourself. Just don't go crazy trying on all those fancy dresses. Get closure on not going to the prom seventeen years ago and let it go. Danny Logan is not standing outside the dressing room in a tux with a corsage for you no matter how cute that sparkly fuchsia dress is.

Moving on after a loss is a process and everyone grieves in their own way. I only hope that, one day, I'll find some peace.

Mediman

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The poor guy is going to be on tomorrow during the fourth hour at 12pm of The Today Show, or as I like to call the "wacky hour," hosted by Hoda and America's aging sweetheart-Kathy Lee Gifford. I swear, if looney tunes is the slightest bit tipsy or even starts going on and on about Frank falling asleep at noon or her son Cody taking off in his new SUV... Can you blame them? But at least you'll look extremely sane next to her. Sorry about your luck Jerome, just rivert back to making eye contact with Hoda. She won't go off on tangents that having nothing to do with the topic and is genuinely happy for those with major weight loss achievements. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if she even makes you twirl. It may seem silly but you'll be showing people just how extraordinary they can be when they put everything they have into one goal. It not only rewards you with a better life but encourages others to go for it too. The Medi community will be sure to set our tivos.

Today

"Hello, Erin? Hi, this is Gerry from Medi Weightloss Clinics. One of our patients who lost 300lbs is going to be on the Today show this Monday and I just wanted to know if it would be okay to give them your name and information in case they want to ask you some questions or would like to use your testimonial?" WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? OKAY?????? HELL YEAH!!!! They don't even need to ask, like I'm going to say NO to the FREAKING Today Show!!!!!!! Oh, okay I'll see if I can TRY to find the time to answer my phone. I do have some bon bons that I need eat and a couch to hold down, but if you must.

I can't even imagine sipping my morning coffee and hearing Al, Matt, Meredith, or Ann say my name while talking about the Joy Fit Club. (Hearing Kathy Lee's gravely, high pitched voice, now that's another thing all together. Why is she back on morning TV and why is she always drinking some alcoholic beverage?) I'm freakin' Ms. Medi. I'm kind of a big deal in the Florida Medi circle and I don't get it. I know losing 116lbs and counting, (5-8 more to go), is as much as a petite woman, but after seeing the other contestants in the contest, I also know some people have lost more and have probably worked harder. I didn't lose it in record time, I don't live in the gym, I don't put an excessive amount of time into cooking, and even indulge in small treats like my mini chocolate Easter bunny, from time to time. I don't even check my ketosis levels and haven't in over a year.

The perfect plan they would like everyone to follow is impossible for me. I did everything right for the first three months and then made minor adjustments to make it work for me. That's what has worked for me. That along with adding variety to make it interesting, constantly changing my thinking and being held accountable. That's how I did it. There's really no big secret or anything more to it than that. Well, maybe rewarding myself with unnecessary clothes shopping and just getting out for a change. You know, like having some fun once and awhile, like normal people do. Too many people, especially dieters, think it has to be all or nothing, when that's just not realistic. Sooner or later you end up feeling deprived, start binging on junk food, feel horrible and eventually give up. It's like getting 100% on a test. It's possible but when it's all said and done an A's an A. Even if you put in 90% that's still pretty damn good. Moreover, it leaves room for improvement, as any life long change is always a work in progress.
Ideally, it would be incredible to be the one on The Today Show but Jerome has done an outstanding job and has more than earned it. Plus, having been overweight for more years than not, I know he wasn't really living life at 500lbs. Just being 20lbs over what's considered normal is more than enough to leave a mark on your everyday experiences. Try living with hundreds of extra pounds for years and years. Talk about barriers. He more than deserves it.

There may not be a phone call from the major affiliates or the local news here but that's fine. The fact that my name was on the list, The Today Show list, THE TODAY MOTHER FREAKIN SHOW list, is one of the biggest things that has ever happened to me. How many people can say that? This is the best dream ever. If you want to change, do it. Make it fun and put some heart into it and you're good to go. (Now I sound like a Nikey ad, gotta work on my slogan. I'm screwed if Matt Lauer wants my advice in a one sentence sound bite. I'll just deflect it and turn the question back on him. Have you seen the man's six pack?)

Rock Steady

Yes! This is the song of the day today for the victory dance. It may be about something entirely different but I'm going to pretend that it also speaks to weight loss maintenance,(or consistency in general), and squeeze it into my own life soundtrack.

It's been 16 months and I finally reached my goal weight to the exact ounce! How perfect is that? You can't make shit like that up. The only thing that could possibly top that is if I had timed it to happen on St. Patrick's Day. It was always the elusive "in my dreams" target that I'd never thought I'd ever even get close to and now it's real. I still can't wrap my head around it as my eyes still automatically well up every time I really see the changes. I'm nearly done and ready to close the book on that chapter for good now.

I wasn't going to go to the Aretha Franklin concert this Sat. but screw the damn flag football for once. It's ruined weekend plans way too many times. It's imperative that I celebrate and ReRe is one of the greatest singers of all time, plus it's free dammit! I am NOT missing it.

The Little Black Dress

I can't remember the last time I wore a dress, not a long skirt that goes down to your ankles but a dress that actually shows some leg. (I think it was at a Mardi Gras party in Cancun, Mexico over ten years ago. I even got some beads that night and I didn't even have to flash my boobs or kiss a stranger). It's not that I have an aversion to looking ultra feminine but when you're heavyset you just can't pull it off. It's not cute. Yesterday I decided I needed to punctuate all my hard work with a statement. I bought the casual little black dress and I'm going to rock it with some killer hot heels...eventually. First I have to find the shoes and then I have to learn how to walk in them without wiping out on the pavement. Finally, I have to arrange for a babysitter. When that's all set, I'm stepping out with my baby.

The Eye of the Tiger

It's done. The entry is posted and up to the judges now. If any of my blogger buddies are interested, you can check it out at www.facebook.com/1.877.MED.LOSS. If I make it to the top 10 then it's up to fan votes to determine the winner, so I'm starting to rally the troops now. The finalists will be announced on Feb. 15th, so please become a fan and help a momma out.

And no I didn't use the above pic for my after shot. It was just a funny shot meant to channel Ru Paul's song "You Betta Work, Cover Girl". I thought about posing in front of a refrigerator or draping myself over a life size cut out of Johnny Depp with a cartoon bubble over his head saying, "Pick Erin" but I didn't want people to think I don't take losing weight seriously. Maybe I should have. It probably would have made my entry standout,(humor is really just a cover up for deeper feelings) but I'm hoping that the fact I have a banner and wrote a novel helps. I think I wrote too much but that's me, very detailed and wordy. I blame all of my English teachers who drove me crazy by assigning 10 page papers to cover a few simple points.

YouTube  Roxette - The Look (rare-early video clip)

The LONG Run at the Ranch

The whole family ran today and I'm proud to say that we all beat our best times! Nugget even shaved off two minutes from his last race time, which is impressive considering the poor boy would rather clean the kitty litter box than huff and puff. He's so cute though with his little skip to his run. I wanted to stay and cheer him on at the finish line but the porcelain god was calling my name too loud to ignore. Running while you're sick to your stomach is not a good idea. I don't recommend it. I thought I could suck it up for ten minutes but it's much more torturous once you're in motion. On top of that, I swear that the little girl in front of me was laughing at me as she kicked my butt. But I didn't walk and had a good time considering that most of the runners were teenagers from the school's cross country team. Thankfully Dave was there to run along with Evan and has been taking care of the boys all day while I've been sick in bed.