The 'in-between phase'

I'm going to whine in this post. You have been warned.

So if you recall my Take It Off Mondays series, it was somewhat easy for me to shed about 15 pounds. And then we moved. This threw off my workout routine because for 1) we no longer have a workout room at our apartment complex and 2) we don't live in the best neighborhood, so hour-long walks are out. And of course during/immediately after a move, you aren't in the habit of cooking wholesome meals and fast food becomes your kitchen.

After a couple weeks of unhealthy living I finally got back into the groove of grocery shopping and cooking, so I had mastered that part. But the workout part...

You know what's really annoying? I can work out on base for free. FREE. But there's this little problem called childcare. They don't provide it. So if I'm going to pay for childcare so I can work out - I might as well join the local gym that provides it. I even looked on our cable for an 'on-demand fitness' channel. Welp, turns out we don't have one here. Sigh.

Two weeks ago, I finally got into the routine of working out at night after Eva's in bed. Then my father-in-law came. And the routine all but evaporated.

Oh, and I forgot to mention that we weaned off breastfeeding (yay!) two weeks ago. Which is great, but I just lost the ability to burn an extra 200-300 calories a day.

As of Monday I started back with P90X and I've taken Eva on a couple walks (on the sidewalk of a main street. Although safer than our neighborhood, still not the best option because there's several busy intersections) So I've lost 2 of the 8 pounds that I had gained back.

I'm content with my progress but I have to admit I'm frustrated. I worked so hard to get where I was before we moved. And I honestly feel like circumstances are to cause for my 'two steps back'. I was at the point that I felt on the verge of being thin, and now I feel chubby again. I know I'm smaller than I was when I started this journey (and honestly, smaller than when I got pregnant) BUT, my end goal of wearing a size 10 seems so far off. And I just feel jiggly all over.

Ok, I had to get that off my chest. I'm back on the wagon, and I see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Even if that light looks like a pin drop ;)


Dear Nickelodeon,

To my childhood favorite channel:

I loved watching your shows while growing up. They were funny, original and most importantly, somewhat educational. As an 80's baby, we grew up together. I remember when your first Nicktoons (Rugrats, Doug, and Ren & Stimpy) debuted and I was an avid follower. I also loved your sketch show 'You Can't Do that on Television' with its infamous slime scenes, and its descendant 'All That' captured my attention during my pre-teen/teenage years. Even now, I have to admit I'll indulge in the occasional episode of SpongeBob SquarePants.

But I've got a beef with you now, Nickelodeon. What is with all the kissing and boyfriend/girlfriend stories on 'Big Time Rush', 'iCarly' and 'Victorious'??? Seriously? Isn't your demographic 0-12ish? Okay, maybe they're meant for the teen audience, but let's be real - what high school students watch Nickelodeon, especially at 5 pm? Most of them are doing after-school activities, working or hanging out with their friends at that hour. 

You know who is home at 5 pm? The tweens. The 8-12 year olds that you smother with images of kissing and songs about how 'You're looking for a boyfriend' (the video of which, I might add, had scenes in a CLUB) WTH is up with that, Nickelodeon? I'm thinking part of it may have to do with the fact that you're now operated by MTV (yeah, that makes total sense) and some of that influence has bled over to what used to be a great channel for kids. I just don't understand the need to push 'romance' onto children. This new generation (wow - saying that makes me feel OLD) is already growing up waytoofast, and the shows that you're producing are not helping that epidemic. At all.

I do love your Nick Jr. programming, and so does Eva. But because you choose to fill young kids head with unnecessary sexuality and lust, we're switching over to PBS Kids.

So long, Nickelodeon. It was nice knowing you. (The old you, that is.)


Y3W | I'm sorry bloggy

I'm so sorry my dear blog. You have been severely neglected. I've been so focused on my new baby that you have been put on the backburner. And then, my father in law came to visit, so even my business felt a little neglected.

But guess what, bloggy? I am helping a friend put together a Yo Gabba Gabba party for her (almost) one-year old. And you know what that means, bloggy? 

Crafting. Which means pictures of said crafts. And maybe I'll toss in tutorials? We shall see.

I must leave you for now, dear bloggy, but rest assured I will be back soon.