Fitness Friday – Tantrum

I was going to title this week’s post “Fitness Friday – Relapse” but the definition of relapse is way too serious. So, I sat at my desk and relived Monday evening and I decided Tantrum was more appropriate.

Here’s what happened:

Kenny and I have these conversations a lot and never actually do it. Well, Monday proved to be a different story. We sat in our booth and considered leaving. The waiter hadn’t been over yet and I was starting to feel guilty. He showed up though, and before I knew it I was ordering Alfredo dipping sauce and waiting on the warm bread sticks with childish anticipation.

Here’s what I discovered during this whiny, “I want what I want and I’m going to have it!” spoiled brat outing.

  1. Everything does not taste differently after you’ve given it up.
    • I have heard so many people say that things don’t taste good after you haven’t eaten them for x amount of time. Apparently I have not yet reached that magical number because the chocolate mousse on top of the chocolate cheesecake that was sitting in a dark chocolate crumble crust with chocolate chips in it, still tasted freakin delightful.
  2. After 4 months without sweets, I can still finish an entire dessert.
    • There’s none of this “oh it’s so rich, I can only have a couple of bites” nonsense. That cake was gone, that plate was clean and anyone who saw me eating it probably thought I was auditioning for an adult film.
  3. Your stomach changes faster than your taste buds. All of that food tasted a lot better than it felt.
  4. If you jump off the wagon and eat yourself into a hole, you can use the upper body strength you’ve worked so hard for to pull yourself out. It doesn’t have to be an excuse to throw in the towel.

The next day,  I went to a work function that ended with dinner. After the entrees, everyone got up and served themselves cake, pie, coffee ice-cream (my favorite) and brownies. I sipped my club soda and tried not to creepily stare at the woman in front of me while she ate a little bit of everything. The spoiled brat on my shoulder (it’s not a demon – it’s an annoying fat kid) was trying to tell me that I already messed up, I ate cake the night before so I might as well eat a brownie. Well, the badass fitness chick on my other shoulder told the fat kid to shove it and I left, dessert free and in control again.

After my deliciously terrible outing on Monday I got an alert that I had been tagged on Facebook:

Jessica, if it wasn’t for this, I may have eaten the brownie and coffee ice-cream, so thank you! You are equally as badass if not more so for doing it all with two kids at home!


Lastly, my mother posted a picture of me yesterday in my new dress. I thought I’d let you all know I almost didn’t buy it because it was pretty tight around my massive bicep muscles 😉

Until next week,


Fitness Friday – 100 Followers

I got this awesome alert the other day from my WordPress App:


Thank you all so much for following, liking, commenting and sharing. There have been days where I’ve considered skipping my work out or eating a doughnut and then I remember I have all of you to answer to so I turn off Downton Abbey, get off the couch and get my butt in gear. I really appreciate all of your support and encouragement along my journey to be sexier, oops, I mean healthier 😉
Thank you!!

The Food:

The other day I was craving Mexican food like there was no tomorrow (fake – unhealthy – American/Mexican food). I searched online for healthy enchiladas and all the recipes involved making every single part of the meal yourself. There was a sauce recipe, a seasoning recipe, a tortilla recipe… Hell, there was probably a way to make your cheese culture on there but I didn’t read that far. I wanted something quick and I wanted it right then. Instead of going to the local Mexican restaurant I went to the grocery store.
I ended up with a taco salad. There was lean, grass-fed ground beef on sale, I got lettuce, pico de gallo, guacamole, jalapenos and I used a little bit of cheese. I also found these awesome ingredients: 

It took a minute to find taco seasoning without added sugar. I did not find this in with all the taco products (I mean, why would I?) but over with the gravy and chili mixes.
When labels say things like this, I still read the ingredients. Just because it doesn’t contain “added sugar” doesn’t mean that there isn’t stevia, agave nectar, honey or some other natural sweeteners added. Fortunately, Drew’s truly was unsweetened!
I threw all of this stuff in a bowl together with a few black bean tortilla chips and boom! I felt like I was eating a bowl of junk food. It was delightful.

The Work Out

On Saturday I finally reached 5 pull-ups!!!

Yes, the last one was strained, my mouth was open and I didn’t think I was going to make it but I did – pretty or not.

I went jogging after leg day – Mistake.

My workout last night consisted of decline dumbbell bench presses. I’ve incorporated these because I really want to work the lower part of my chest. These look incredibly awkward and they are. They feel pretty good once you’re in position though.


My current max out (kind of) weight with the barbell:
Squats – 165lbs – 3 reps
Bench Press – 125lbs – 2 reps
Dead Lifts – I don’t want to talk about it 😉

Please check out the recipe tab where I’ve added another PurelyFruit recipe and my updated “Who’s Blogging” page.

Have a great weekend everyone! 😀 

Fitness Friday – It’s Okay


I decided this week that it is okay to be comfortable. In the last two weeks I have stepped out of my comfort zone and I haven’t particularly cared for it. I have never been an athletic person. I never played sports, I was never into competing, gymnastics or fitness of any kind. I’ve never liked exercise classes or group activities. I don’t even like to dance.  People have a hard time believing this. They think that somewhere deep down I really want to dance, that if I just got up and busted a move, I would enjoy myself. This is not the case. The thought of any of these things causes panic. That place somewhere deep down that might want to dance? That place wants to cry just typing about it. This panicky, whiny, insecure part of myself certainly isn’t my favorite but it’s there and that’s okay. If I am comfortable taking ridiculous pictures of myself, blogging about my fitness journey and making a spectacle of myself via the internet but not in front of a group of people or face to face (or butt to face if it’s yoga) then so be it. I do not need to “get comfortable being uncomfortable” and life IS happening inside of my comfort zone.

So what brought on this realization? I went to a gym.
First, there were mirrors everywhere. I am the most narcissistic and vein person that I know and I am saying there were too many.
Second, it was packed.
Third, no matter what angle I tried an exercise, my entire body was visible to anyone and everyone in the gym because of the mirror walls.
It wasn’t a good experience. The lights were too bright, the music was annoying but most of all I was uncomfortable (the stressful, cortisol releasing kind of uncomfortable).

There were some pros. I did squats with 180 pounds… FOUR REPS!
I bench pressed 115 pounds… THREE TIMES!
This puts me in-between intermediate and advanced (according to these charts from

Pounds Squat – Adult Women
Body Weight Untrained Novice Intermediate Advanced Elite
97 45 85 100 130 165
105 50 90 105 140 175
114 55 100 115 150 190
123 55 105 120 160 200
132 60 110 130 170 210
148 65 120 140 185 230
165 70 130 150 200 255
181 75 140 165 215 270
198 80 150 175 230 290
199+ 85 160 185 240 305
Pounds Bench Press – Adult Women
Body Weight Untrained Novice Intermediate Advanced Elite
97 50 65 75 95 115
105 55 70 80 100 125
114 60 75 85 110 135
123 65 80 90 115 140
132 70 85 95 125 150
148 75 90 105 135 165
165 80 95 115 145 185
181 85 110 120 160 195
198 90 115 130 165 205
199+ 95 120 140 175 220

I am glad that I went. It just reassured me that I am not a gym or group fitness kind of person. And that’s okay.

Instead, I can run around in the dark and the mud and feel more confident than ever!
Last night we decided to take our cardio outside. We walked the length of the yard and back, sprinted, did lunges and ended by dropping down and doing push-ups. We did three sets of this (about thirty minutes). It was muddy, the sprinting was rough but we had fun! I definitely want to do more endurance training. Thanks Aunt Linda for the sprinting suggestion!

It’s really hard to get good pictures of high-intensity evening workouts! This is the best I could do.

For anyone out there who is also uncomfortable in group settings, stressed out by trips to the gym and awkward in fitness classes, it’s okay! We are not all the same. Just keep yourself motivated and keep pushing on, even it means late night muddy workout sessions!

Fitness Friday – Delayed

Fitness Friday – Delayed

Friday was absolutely crazy for me and I apologize for missing my post. I realized that I will also be out of town this coming Friday and said screw it, today is Fitness Friday-Monday 😉

I have never had a fitness partner. I was always too insecure to workout in public or with other people. I didn’t want them to see me sweating like a man, breathing like a 90 year old and lifting like a toddler. So when Kayla and I decided to start working out together I was skeptical, to say the least. I have never improved so much or been so consistent with exercise before in my life. It is so helpful to have someone there to spot you, lift weights off of you before you drop them on your face and guide your left arm (that has a mind of it’s own) to it’s proper place.
Besides just the actual safety aspect of it, she’s freaking nice all the time. I don’t know how it’s possible. Randomly mid-workout she’ll say, “Your arms look awesome! I’m taking a picture” and “You’re a beast! Keep going!” Don’t get me wrong, I’ll get whiny and say I can’t do the last set and she’ll call me a bitch and tell me to get to it, but somehow even that is nice and motivating. My point in all of this? If you don’t have a workout partner, get one. She has made all the difference!

Plus you get texts like this. Watching someone else’s progress is almost as fun as seeing your own.

Highlights from last week in photos:
Made my very first green shake, it was sort of delightful.

My triceps muscle is starting to look intense.

One of the pictures where Kayla said “stop! I’m taking a picture of your arm”

I was not able to wear these pants this summer. That is some pretty great progress.


Also last week we moved up in weight on almost all of our workouts. Here’s our 11 week progress.

When we started:                             Now:
Squats – 50lbs                                  100lbs
Dead Lifts – 60lbs                             110lbs
Shoulder Press – 30lbs                      60lbs (6 week progress)
Bench Press – 50lbs                           70lbs
Push Ups – 5                                       23
Pull Ups – 0                                           2

We do more than this but I’ve seen more improvement in these specific workouts than in rows, lat pull downs, tricep pushdowns, etc.

So, that’s where I’m at right now. Sorry I missed last Friday and will probably miss this Friday but don’t panic, I’ll be back 😉

Fitness Friday – Bad Week

Fitness is not always fun. I tend to keep my posts lighthearted and excited. Surprisingly, the last two months have been exciting and a lot of fun. But this last week SUCKED! The first problem, I attempted to eat breakfast every day. Eating a full meal in the morning is not for me. Secondly, I just felt crappy all week. Last night I laid there and grabbed any chunk rolls I could find while whining to Kenny about how I’m not making any progress. It was a complete spoiled brat moment and I’m glad it’s over.

My husband is a saint, literally. In these moments he is always calm, grinning and telling me I’m beautiful, more beautiful than I’ll ever know. He doesn’t get frustrated, he doesn’t roll his eyes, he just listens and assures me that I am wrong. Honestly, who else in the world would do that? I want to roll my eyes at myself and usually there’s a voice in my head yelling at me to shut up and stop being a tool, but as for my husband? He just takes it all in and still finds a way to compliment me, even though I’m being ridiculous.

With all that being said, I did not slack off this week. In fact, I pushed hard through all my workouts. I read that you’re supposed to squeeze your butt cheeks together when you stand up from a squat. I started doing that during the Jillian Michael’s video and got a cramp from my butt cheek down to the back of my knee. I squatted through it though, because that’s just how I do 😉
I haven’t been able to move up in weight on shoulder presses since I started doing them. But this week I’m up to 30lbs in each hand!!
I moved up in bench presses too. I’m benching 70lbs with dumbbells.
I lost another inch in my spare tire, moving up to a total of 3.5 inches since July 3.
And I can successfully do one pull up and two chin ups.

Deep breaths to prepare


Basically, all of my complaints are unwarranted. I am progressing, my chunk rolls are shrinking and as always, my husband knows best.

Fitness Friday-Reaching Goals

Fitness Friday-Reaching Goals

About six weeks ago I decided to set some fitness goals (Remember this?) One of those goals was to be able to do twenty push ups by the end of the year. Well, on September 1st I reached that goal.

I did TWENTY push ups in forty-three seconds. Six weeks ago I could only do five. I’m not sure what to do now. I didn’t think I’d reach a goal that quickly and now I don’t know what to set for a new one. I think for right now I’ll just relish in my success.

Currently, I’m benching sixty pounds, squatting with ninety and dead lifting a hundred. I’m wearing gloves now too, because I’m a badass 😉

Whatever these things are called and planks are probably my favorite core exercises. I don’t actually smile at all while doing them but I can fake it for photos.

Sorry for the nudity but my back has been one of my main insecurities for a long time. This is the progress I’ve made in 8 weeks.


I like pictures. Honestly, if you’re going to blog about fitness I think pictures should be involved. Maybe this is my extreme narcissism and vanity or maybe it comes from liking picture books as a child, either way, this blog will continue to have lots of photos. I just thought I should warn you.

Until next Friday…