Week three!

Its week three my fit friends! Its getting a little easier but harder to be motivated too. Five days a week is harder than I thought it would be. I am doing my video twice and the treadmill once a week with an incline of 10. Then, I run once a week (actually I run, walk it for three miles) and then do the video one more time. Burn it up almost killed me. Soda seems to standing at my weight loss door laughing at me. Grinning like he knows me better then I know myself. Ok, I love it. I admit it. Hello, my name is Amy and I am an addict. Diet Dr. Pepper is the Devil. How about one a day? One can. I am even willing to cut back to medium size at happy hour instead of route 44. I believe a medium will still fit in my sparkly cup. Yes, I have a special cup. And I love it. It's like a prom dress for your pop....I guess we know I certainly have issues. But I'm happier!

Burn it up!!!!

Well, I am officially sore! I have been at this for two weeks now. I thought I could stand the next level of my video. I was wrong. It is entitled, Burn it UP! Start it up was first, then Ramp it up, and now Burn it up! Yikes! I tried Burn it up for the first time tonight thinking that I could totally do it, but it royally kicked my butt! I only got through the first 40 minutes of it and colapsed on the floor. I honestly couldn't breathe! Oh man am I in trouble. Just the thought of doing that one again makes me not want to work out. Yes, I want to be healthier, (and lets just say it, SKINNIER) but yuck! It was so hard. Maybe I am not ready for Burn it up. I'll just keep Ramping it up for now. We shall see. I am so motivated though. It took me a while to want to exercise, but I now don't want to go backwards. Better to keep moving forward. I almost bought a scale today, but decided not to. Its not how much I weigh, but what size my pants are. Right? Love to you all! And to all a skinnier waist!

It's getting easier!-Sort of....

Still no "before" pictures folks. But, I am finding that it may be getting a little more addicting. I am now on week two of said exercise regiment. I can now do several sets of pushups that I could not do at all before I started. I can also do several sets of sit-ups! I am actually excited about what the future holds for my new self. Tell you what, I will take pictures of my arms. Then you can tell me if you think its working. I hate my flabby wings. I am sore in all the right places, and love it! Whooppeee! Still, I have to remind myself not to over eat. This is a small part of why I weigh as much as I do. I am happy to report that I am now only drinking one pop a day. More water. Not ALOT of water, but definately more.

EEEWWWW, my arm is gross.

New Year, New Resolutions!

Ok, Happy New Year! And why is it happy? Because we can all start over and begin anew. Ive thought about all the things I want to change. Here is my list:
1. Excercise-lots of it. Need to loose 40 lbs and get diabetes under control.
2. Stop cussing. I don't cuss alot, but some is too much, right?
3. Give up soda. Ok, we all know that is not going to happen. But it's on the list because I wanted everyone to know I do actually think about it. I just get a little sad when I think too much about it.
4. Family Home Evening every week. President Monson, don't worry, we are on our way.
5. Learn to quilt. I hate my quilts in my living room. I want cute ones that look like the Pottery Barn.
6. Grow a garden.

Ladies, I am so going to do all these things. The weight one is the most important (second is cussing). But, I do need moral support. The chubby year is over. I'm very excited for the skinny years ahead. "Slim in Six" is my new best friend. And its hard. So far, Ive worked out four days this week. I really want to do five or six. No more flappy arms. Say Sianara chubbyville! I guess youre supposed to take pictures of yourself before you start working out so you can see the difference, but I don't even like looking at myself in the shower. Much less for all to see.

PLUMMELO!

Ahoy! sorry, just felt nautical there for a second. Today Jeff and I found a new fruit at Costco. A Plummelo (pronounced PLEW_MEL_LOW). At first we thought it was some kind of diranged grapefruit, but its supposed to be sweeter. And it is! Jeff and I had tons of fun trying to get this thing opened. Its skin is so thick. I'm telling you, we could insulate our attic with the insides of this fruit. Or make shoes. Either way its a big mess to get the thing opened and I don't reccomemnd biting it open either. ITS BITTER! The skin is anyway. But the insides are sweet! Jeff doesn't really like greapefruit and he liked this! Anyhow, go get one! Its a meal all by itself. Kris Skousen, if you are eating apples for dinner again, this will fill you up much better. Who eats apples for dinner anyway? "Fru-its. Like the Fru-its of the De-veel." Name that movie!

New Haircut!

Infestation!....Well, maybe not that bad....

Monday night I was over at my mom's and we noticed that Kenna was itching her head pretty vigorously. (It makes me itch just thinking about it.) I took her home and checked her for lice. I had never seen lice before so I didn't really know what I was looking for. But then I looked closer and realized that her scalp was crawling with bugs. Yes folks, big ones. (ok, big for lice that is). I think she had had it for a week before we caught it. Total and complete infestation. I put her in the tub and tried that lice kit that the stores rave about. It did nothing. NOTHING! Lucky for me a ward member (after calling her entire primary class and everyone who played with her at Thanksgiving) reccomended soaking her entire head in 100 proof alcohol and putting a bag on it and letting it sit for an hour. This took care of the big adult ones. (There is nothing more disgusting than a pile of lice in the bottom of the tub). But Jeff and I had bizarre dreams that night. I had lice everywhere and he dreamed he was drunk. Great. So we have been washing everything in hot water and picking out the eggs from Kennas hair for two days straight. Nothing will get them out except me picking them out one by one. They are in every strand of hair. Every one people! I re-wash her bedding every morning in hot water and the clothes she wore that day. She can't go to school and we had to cut her beautiful hair. Crappers. She was so upset by the hair cut and hated yesterday sitting in front of the tv for six hours while I picked. Again we were up last night till midnight still picking. Not sure if they are gone or if they will once more multiply and replenish. Why did Heavenly Father make lice? Was that one of the plagues that Pharoh got from Moses and now we all have to pay for it? It is most definately a plague. Plague of all plagues in my opinion. If I ever make it to the Celestial Kingdom, and some self righteous king ticks me off while living on the planet I gave him, I will not be sending lice. No one deserves this. Except maybe Pharoh. Jerk.