A Couple of Things You May Know. Or Not.

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What you may or may NOT know about me is that I LOVE books.  I love to read.  REALLY love to read.  If I could just read all day long, everyday and just not function, I might do it.  It brings me peace.  And makes me happy.  And content.  My Mom used to be a reader.  She LOVED to read.  Reading seems to be a struggle for her now.  She still reads her People magazine that she gets weekly, but it takes her about a week to read it.  It is still what she asks for every Christmas, though.  She used to read fast.  And read a lot of Louis L’amour books.  I’ve never read one, but I should.  I will some day.  She still has all of those books.  She never wanted to get rid of books.  I GET it. I can’t part with books either.  I love them.  My husband bought me a Kindle for Christmas one year.  I was so happy to get it.  It was so easy.  You could just order a “book” and poof!  It was there.  It just showed up.  They were even cheap.  I mean, who doesn’t love a cheap book?  The Kindle thing lasted for about 6 months.  And I really only “liked” it for 3-ish.  I forced myself to use it.  I just like a book.  The smell.  The feel.

As I am on my own time tonight, in a town that is not my own, am away from my family, don’t have to cook, clean, take the dog out, etc.  I decided to walk around, in downtown.  I am staying in Spokane.  In the middle of down town.  Right in the middle.  I am at an Elections Conference.  Tonight my co-workers are on their own.  One had to go home a day early (due to sons Kindergarten graduation) and one was going to do dinner with her niece, that happens to live here.  So what does that mean for me?  I walked around.  Got some dinner, walked to the park–you know–the one with the Carousal?  The park that has those goats that you stick your garbage in front of and it eats it?  That tall building with the clock?  This is the park I remember so well because this is where my Gramma and I would go to as a kid.  She lived in Spokane for years.  I remember her when I am here.  She was so fun.  Anyway, now that park has “updated” things.  A water-spray park.  Food trucks.  The carousal is covered.  How long has it been covered?

Anyway, on my way back to the hotel, I stopped at a book store.  Aunties Bookstore (www.auntiesbooks.com).  It’s right across for the hotel that I am staying at.  The last time I was here, I wanted to stop there and didn’t.  Looked at it several times, walked by it even more.  I did today.  It was glorious.  It had THE smell.  The books were divine.  I loved how they were in order.  How they were put on the shelf.  How they had notes on some that the staff recommended.  I love that.  It made me so happy.  I saw a kid moving a book cart around.  Using it to make a new end cap.  With new, fun bookmarks.  I saw my favorite book.  I read it at least once every two to three years.  I’m sure you have, too.  I will give you a couple of hints–Atticus?  Scout?  Yes, I had To Kill A Mockingbird in my hand.  Why? I own it.  Mine is old.  Has been read so many times.  The new one was pretty.  It hadn’t been opened.  Ever.  I put it back down.  I wanted to go buy a book mark.  I didn’t.  I just left; after 45 minutes.  It was my kind of fun.

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Another thing you may or may not know.  I love Subway.  It makes me happy.  My husband REFUSES to take me there.  He says it is the biggest waste of money.  My Son takes advantage of this.  He loves Subway, too.   When we are not around Chris (the hubs) he always wants to go there and of course, I say YES!  My sandwich goes something like this- 12 inches / on wheat / 3 pieces of ham / white cheese / very light mayo.  And that is it.  Nothing more, nothing less.  The person that is making it, always says, “Three pieces of ham?  That’s it?” Yes, that’s it.  Well, I put chips on it too.  Lays.  Plain Lays.  Sometimes Doritos.  Whatever my mood.  As I am on my own for dinner tonight, I walked to Subway.  About 5 blocks.  Totally worth it.  The kid today asked me if I would like to take the extra ham that I would have normally had on the sandwich, home.  No.  No, thank you.  What would you do with that?  Eat it later?  Eww.  No.  But, thank you.  They also never know how to ring it up.  They feel bad, I guess?  Some charge me regularly.  Some charge me as a kids sandwich.  Today the kid said to start having people charge me for a vegetarian sandwich with 3 pieces of ham.  It would be cheaper.  I wont; but good to know…!

Thanksgiving.Thankful.

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What is your favorite holiday?  Mine is Thanksgiving.  Turkey Day.  It is the  holiday that I remember the most as a kid. My Mom was never the “good cook”.  As an adult, we have had many funny conversations about her cooking.  Come to find out she hated cooking.  Still does.  I remember when I moved out, my roommate introduced me to food things.  I never knew what garlic was.  Or an avocado.  We were the family that had the same thing on every Monday, Tuesday, etc.  Monday’s were always pork roast.  Every Monday.  My Mom’s tacos were horrible.  She browned meat and put a can of tomato sauce in it.  Nasty.  What kind of pizza did she order?  Hamburger.  Oh, with extra cheese.  Yes, hamburger with extra cheese.  This was my normal.  I knew nothing different.  Until I moved out.

Needless to say, I remember good “food” things about Thanksgiving.  My Mom made a good stuffing.  She actually stuffed the bird.  Her potatoes were lumpy.  Lumpy, but good.  My Dad started making them in about Middle School.  They were much better.  He was the better cook.  Still is.  He doesn’t cook much now, but he can still cook; good.  Our turkeys were always so good.  We ate for days. I would eat turkey, stuffing, cranberry sandwiches.  They were divine.  My Dad always bought the best bread, too.  The leftovers were the best.  I’m so thankful for these kind of memories.  I hold them close.

As I get older, I want to make sure my son has great memories.  Food, travel, etc.  I want him to hold those kind-of things close.

As I was at work today, my phone rang.  My Sisters name and number came up.  When your parents are my parents age, your not quite sure that is a good thing, or not.  She told me she was leaving the ER with our Dad.  My Mom had fallen and broke her nose and her arm.

I thank God every day for the good things in my life.  I am thankful.  I am fortunate.  My family and Friends make for a good life.

With Thanksgiving being tomorrow, I am thankful for so much GOOD.

Are You Up For A Challenge?

Are you up for a challenge?  Typically, I am not.  But, I am going to give it a try, starting Monday.  Monday as in, September 25, 2017.  Bah!  I’m nervous.  Scared and flat freaked out.  My Trainer is challenging me.  Against him.  Body Fat only.  Ewww.  Right?  But at least I don’t have to get on a scale.  Right?  I told my husband about it.  I asked him if he would cook for me.  He said, of course.  The challenge is 6 weeks.  Six weeks without coffee.  Can I really do THAT??!! No dairy.  I don’t drink much milk, but really?  No dairy?  I guess there will be no ice cream.  Dang…   I have unlimited workouts.  I wonder how many I will do.  I kick box Monday – Friday at 5am.  I also work out 2 to 3 more times during the week, at lunch, with my co-worker.  She keeps me sane and is a GREAT partner.   I would do it Saturday and Sunday to, but the gym is closed.  I think I am ready mentally, but 6 weeks?  Yikes.  –I will keep you posted…

It’s the Friday before the Challenge.  2.5 more days .  No sugar, no coffee, nothing processed, blah, blah, blah.  So what did I do?  I bought pizza for my office.  I’m not sure if I bought it just because or if it was something nice for what they have to encounter for the next 6 weeks.  Needless to say, the pizza was great.  On ward and up ward.

I’m not going to lie– this was my last H-O-O-R-A-H, from last night.  I even ate it late, too.  It actually made me happy.

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So, I’m on day three.  Day three.  Day one was easy, day two was horrible and three is fine.  Day two I did not eat any protein.  Lesson learned.  Very sluggish and hungry.  I feel good.  Work outs are going great.

Okay, how was week one?  Can I tell you I’m super glad its over?  I did not cheat.  At all.  I feel good.  But I was wiped out.  Super sleepy.  But my calorie intake was limited.  It was weird eating at home all week.  We are always on the fly and eat out a lot.  It was nice to eat at home–and it was so much better for me!!  Lesson learned.  I didn’t do any double workouts last week.  I couldn’t.  To wiped out.  I’m back on the program today.  I actually wasn’t going to, but as I was leaving today my Trainer says, “See you at lunch…?”  Ugg, REALLY??  I’ll be there at lunch.  The best thing about week one?  I lost 10 pounds.  10 pounds–now does that mean I wont lose anymore?  That seems like a lot.  I am still super committed.  As I came to work today, my co-worker gave me this perfect, pretty apple.  It made my day.

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And, I’m not going to lie, it was FABULOUS!  Fresh, out of his orchard. Yum!

Week two has been much better!  I seem like I am back to my “normal” self.  Whatever that is.  My eating is going just fine.  Body is getting used to eating well.  I’m not as sleepy, etc.  I guess the thing I find the most interesting, is how your body feels when you do not eat anything processed.  Let’s face it–anything fast and easy, is what works the best, for most of us.  Having to actually make lunch and dinner E-V-E-R-Y-D-A-Y has been new.  I’m not going to say it has been a challenge, but it is new.  Time consuming.  Calvin has now decided after like 5 years he wants a home-packed lunch, too.  I do appreciate lunch and dinner much more.   It’s also funny how I now come home and immediately fix dinner.  I don’t want to wait around because I don’t want to eat late either.  It’s been fun doing this stuff.  We all have been taught this for years, but putting it together…??  I’m doing it and learning as I go.

I just started week 3.  Not bad.  The whole eating thing has become “normal”.  I don’t eat much anymore.  My body is not craving anything.  Food is just now something that I have to eat when I’m hungry.  I did weigh myself today.  I lost 1 pound.   I mean for eating nothing but cardboard it feels like I should have lost 15 pounds!  When I went in to the gym this morning I promptly told my Trainer that I had only lost a pound. His Protein Shake 1

response?  Why does it matter, you are not on a weight loss program.  Needless to say the work out was awesome and my head is in the game, and I am no longer weighing myself.  I will wait until I am done.  I feel really good and strong.

I have a Protein shake every other day-ish.  My favorite brand is this one -> Protein Milkshake. Do you see that flavor?  Yes, it is “Ice Cream Cake“.  Not only is it divine tasting, it is so, super creamy.  It’s like a real milkshake.  I also love “Cake Batter“. You need to go check them out on the web: http://www.proteinmilkshakebar.com

The one thing that I have learned on this Challenge is how important breakfast is.  I literally get up, work out, shower and eat oatmeal.  I have never been a breakfast person.  I mean, I like going out to breakfast and eating biscuits and gravy with a side of toast, but really…  Typically I go to work and wait until I am hungry and eat.  Yogurt, apple, banana, whatever.  Cereal.  Doughnuts; you name it.  Oatmeal has been my saving grace.  It instantly fills me up and pretty much sets me up for the day.  I make it with water-no milk and put a dab of brown sugar in it.  I’m pretty sure that is a mental thing.  Anyway, this is my new found fave.

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So, most of you know I am an EARLY BIRD.  I like early.  And by that I mean, I go to bed EARLY too…  Anyway, Monday-Friday, I get up at 4:15, get ready for the gym and I am out the door.  Workout by 5am.  It took me awhile to get here.  I’ve never worked out that early before-EVER.  Mentally, I always wanted to, physically, I could not get out of bed.  My Boss, who works out at 5am a couple of days a week told me, “Just do it.  Give yourself 2 weeks. You will never go back.”  I did it and will never go back.  If I could, I would go Saturday and Sunday, too.  When I started at 5, I knew NO ONE.  I was freaked out. Scared, I guess.  The week I committed, my Trainer was going to be gone the whole week due to a vacation.  Now I really knew no one.  However, Marcie, took me under her wing and made it happen for me.  She showed me how to do things I had never done before and made me feel welcome.  She is maybe a few years older than me and is TOUGH.  Strong.  She is one that counts perfectly, does everything exactly like it is supposed to be.  I look up to her.  I love her dedication.   She’s the one on the left.  This is the 5am crew.  All of us are here

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My Daily 5am. Accountability Crew

consistently.  5 am. is “our” time.  We get shit done.  Period.  We all like 5 am.  We are all Friends and help each other out.  When one of us is down, this troop brings you up.  I love these Peeps!  Can you not tell how much of a morning person Heath is?  He not only loves  mornings, he also LOVES having his picture taken.  **Heath is our Trainer (Owner) @ Chief Fitness; check him out at http://www.chieffitness30.com .  He truly has a passion for Kick-Boxing.

Most ask, “How did YOU get into kickboxing?”  It was actually something I had never thought about until a friend of mine at church had told me she was very interested in doing a self-defense class.  Hmmm, I thought…?  That might be fun.  It was a four day class that was so much fun.  Addy Hernandez from Ki Fighting Concepts  (www.kifightingconcepts.com), taught the class.  She is super fun and a total bad-ass.  She really opened my eyes to being strong.  I was then turned to start taking kick-boxing classes.  Steph Hersh taught them (at Ki Fighting) and she taught me what being strong means.  She’s a total bad-ass, too!  I met great people (Kathy Beck…) who I will be friends with for a long time.  Very thankful for what changed me.  I now kick-box every.single.day. at 5am. and then I try to do it a couple times a week, either at lunch or after work with my co-worker.  It makes me happy and accountable.  I really depend on my work-out crew.  We are all dedicated.

I’ve just started week 5.  WEEK 5!!  I can’t believe it.  I can’t believe I have not cheated–yet!  I’ve lost 18 pounds and feel GREAT!  I’m finally not “craving” food.  Yes, food-in general!  I seriously think about food when I am hungry.  That is good.  I still have not had coffee and that is the only thing that I know I will be having when this Challenge is over.  I miss my coffee “time”.  I’m sure coffee misses me, too!

So, just a reference–I have not been able to do a lot of walking lately due to my hurt foot.  As you may or may not know, my left ankle has been broken twice.  It ALWAYS hurts!  (**Thank You Heath for always giving me “other” options, instead of jumping!)  Due to this, I have been unable to do any “extra” walking, treadmill, etc.  I FINALLY went to the Foot Dr., who then made me go get a new orthotic.  I found out yesterday, as I used it for the first time, how strong I have gotten.  I got on the Tread and fast-walked a couple of miles.  Apple Music + the Tread is not such a bad thing.  It was actually pretty cool.  I’m understanding what it’s like to be strong.  Great feeling!

Okay, so going into week 6 was tough for me.  For the first three days, (of the 6th week) I was wanting to cheat.  I really don’t know why.  After the third day, it was fine.  I’m not sure what that was about.  The last weekend of the Challenge I was in Seattle — with my Best Friend — for the Garth Brooks Concert.  I was super scared I would cheat.  We ate glorious food, but I didn’t give in.  Unless, you consider the Coors Light that I drank at the concert.  I mean, who can say no to a beer at Garth?  I mean, really!  I never had a cheat meal.  I am probably the most proud of that.

As the Challenge is now over, I still have not gone crazy.  The Monday of my weigh in my co-worker was determined to make me my favorite dessert.  Her Pumpkin Roll-Up.  It is divine.  So I did have a piece of that, along with 1/2 of a Dutch Bros. Freeze and a slice of Tillamook Cheese.  It was all so good, however, what was weird and almost uncomfortable, was that I felt so full the rest of the day.  It had been a while since I felt like that.  Needless to say, I did not have dinner.

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The Best Pumpkin Roll On The Planet

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For the first time in my life I was mentally ready for this Challenge.  The hard part now, is not being so mental, if you will.  I am constantly asking myself–what will that do to my body if I eat that?  I’m not sure that is just something I will do from now on?  Will this go away?  Not sure.  It is a good tool, though.  I still have not had any bread and that is probably the one thing I am still not wanting.  The thought seems so filling…  In a not so good way.

You want to know what I missed the most??  C-O-F-F-E-E!!  You ask — Could you not drink coffee?  Yes, I could.  Black.  I don’t drink Black coffee.  I don’t like it.  So, why would I start drinking Black?  I put a little creamer in my coffee.  That’s how I like it.  This was my first Cup-O-Joe…

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Now that this has come to an end, why is it that I am thinking about the next Challenge?  The old Andrea would never think of that.  Here is to the next adventure!  Cheers!

Results You Ask?

In six weeks I lost 21.6 Pounds and 4.97% Body Fat.  I came in 2nd place and did beat my Trainer.

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Thanks Heath For All Of Your Help.  You Are So Appreciated.

 

 

Are You Up For A Challenge?

Are you up for a challenge?  Typically, I am not.  But, I am going to give it a try, starting Monday.  Monday as in, September 25, 2017.  Bah!  I’m nervous.  Scared and flat freaked out.  My Trainer is challenging me.  Against him.  Body Fat only.  Ewww.  Right?  But at least I don’t have to get on a scale.  Right?  I told my husband about it.  I asked him if he would cook for me.  He said, of course.  The challenge is 6 weeks.  Six weeks without coffee.  Can I really do THAT??!! No dairy.  I don’t drink much milk, but really?  No dairy?  I guess there will be no ice cream.  Dang…   I have unlimited workouts.  I wonder how many I will do.  I kick box Monday – Friday at 5am.  I also work out 2 to 3 more times during the week, at lunch, with my co-worker.  She keeps me sane and is a GREAT partner.   I would do it Saturday and Sunday to, but the gym is closed.  I think I am ready mentally, but 6 weeks?  Yikes.  –I will keep you posted…

It’s the Friday before the Challenge.  2.5 more days .  No sugar, no coffee, nothing processed, blah, blah, blah.  So what did I do?  I bought pizza for my office.  I’m not sure if I bought it just because or if it was something nice for what they have to encounter for the next 6 weeks.  Needless to say, the pizza was great.  On ward and up ward.

I’m not going to lie– this was my last H-O-O-R-A-H, from last night.  I even ate it late, too.  It actually made me happy.

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So, I’m on day three.  Day three.  Day one was easy, day two was horrible and three is fine.  Day two I did not eat any protein.  Lesson learned.  Very sluggish and hungry.  I feel good.  Work outs are going great.

Okay, how was week one?  Can I tell you I’m super glad its over?  I did not cheat.  At all.  I feel good.  But I was wiped out.  Super sleepy.  But my calorie intake was limited.  It was weird eating at home all week.  We are always on the fly and eat out a lot.  It was nice to eat at home–and it was so much better for me!!  Lesson learned.  I didn’t do any double workouts last week.  I couldn’t.  To wiped out.  I’m back on the program today.  I actually wasn’t going to, but as I was leaving today my Trainer says, “See you at lunch…?”  Ugg, REALLY??  I’ll be there at lunch.  The best thing about week one?  I lost 10 pounds.  10 pounds–now does that mean I wont lose anymore?  That seems like a lot.  I am still super committed.  As I came to work today, my co-worker gave me this perfect, pretty apple.  It made my day.

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And, I’m not going to lie, it was FABULOUS!  Fresh, out of his orchard. Yum!

Week two has been much better!  I seem like I am back to my “normal” self.  Whatever that is.  My eating is going just fine.  Body is getting used to eating well.  I’m not as sleepy, etc.  I guess the thing I find the most interesting, is how your body feels when you do not eat anything processed.  Let’s face it–anything fast and easy, is what works the best, for most of us.  Having to actually make lunch and dinner E-V-E-R-Y-D-A-Y has been new.  I’m not going to say it has been a challenge, but it is new.  Time consuming.  Calvin has now decided after like 5 years he wants a home-packed lunch, too.  I do appreciate lunch and dinner much more.   It’s also funny how I now come home and immediately fix dinner.  I don’t want to wait around because I don’t want to eat late either.  It’s been fun doing this stuff.  We all have been taught this for years, but putting it together…??  I’m doing it and learning as I go.

I just started week 3.  Not bad.  The whole eating thing has become “normal”.  I don’t eat much anymore.  My body is not craving anything.  Food is just now something that I have to eat when I’m hungry.  I did weigh myself today.  I lost 1 pound.   I mean for eating nothing but cardboard it feels like I should have lost 15 pounds!  When I went in to the gym this morning I promptly told my Trainer that I had only lost a pound. His Protein Shake 1

response?  Why does it matter, you are not on a weight loss program.  Needless to say the work out was awesome and my head is in the game, and I am no longer weighing myself.  I will wait until I am done.  I feel really good and strong.

I have a Protein shake every other day-ish.  My favorite brand is this one -> Protein Milkshake. Do you see that flavor?  Yes, it is “Ice Cream Cake“.  Not only is it divine tasting, it is so, super creamy.  It’s like a real milkshake.  I also love “Cake Batter“. You need to go check them out on the web: http://www.proteinmilkshakebar.com

The one thing that I have learned on this Challenge is how important breakfast is.  I literally get up, work out, shower and eat oatmeal.  I have never been a breakfast person.  I mean, I like going out to breakfast and eating biscuits and gravy with a side of toast, but really…  Typically I go to work and wait until I am hungry and eat.  Yogurt, apple, banana, whatever.  Cereal.  Doughnuts; you name it.  Oatmeal has been my saving grace.  It instantly fills me up and pretty much sets me up for the day.  I make it with water-no milk and put a dab of brown sugar in it.  I’m pretty sure that is a mental thing.  Anyway, this is my new found fave.

Oatmeal

So, most of you know I am an EARLY BIRD.  I like early.  And by that I mean, I go to bed EARLY too…  Anyway, Monday-Friday, I get up at 4:15, get ready for the gym and I am out the door.  Workout by 5am.  It took me awhile to get here.  I’ve never worked out that early before-EVER.  Mentally, I always wanted to, physically, I could not get out of bed.  My Boss, who works out at 5am a couple of days a week told me, “Just do it.  Give yourself 2 weeks. You will never go back.”  I did it and will never go back.  If I could, I would go Saturday and Sunday, too.  When I started at 5, I knew NO ONE.  I was freaked out. Scared, I guess.  The week I committed, my Trainer was going to be gone the whole week due to a vacation.  Now I really knew no one.  However, Marcie, took me under her wing and made it happen for me.  She showed me how to do things I had never done before and made me feel welcome.  She is maybe a few years older than me and is TOUGH.  Strong.  She is one that counts perfectly, does everything exactly like it is supposed to be.  I look up to her.  I love her dedication.   She’s the one on the left.  This is the 5am crew.  All of us are here

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My Daily 5am. Accountability Crew

consistently.  5 am. is “our” time.  We get shit done.  Period.  We all like 5 am.  We are all Friends and help each other out.  When one of us is down, this troop brings you up.  I love these Peeps!  Can you not tell how much of a morning person Heath is?  He not only loves  mornings, he also LOVES having his picture taken.  **Heath is our Trainer (Owner) @ Chief Fitness; check him out at http://www.chieffitness30.com .  He truly has a passion for Kick-Boxing.

Most ask, “How did YOU get into kickboxing?”  It was actually something I had never thought about until a friend of mine at church had told me she was very interested in doing a self-defense class.  Hmmm, I thought…?  That might be fun.  It was a four day class that was so much fun.  Addy Hernandez from Ki Fighting Concepts  (www.kifightingconcepts.com), taught the class.  She is super fun and a total bad-ass.  She really opened my eyes to being strong.  I was then turned to start taking kick-boxing classes.  Steph Hersh taught them (at Ki Fighting) and she taught me what being strong means.  She’s a total bad-ass, too!  I met great people (Kathy Beck…) who I will be friends with for a long time.  Very thankful for what changed me.  I now kick-box every.single.day. at 5am. and then I try to do it a couple times a week, either at lunch or after work with my co-worker.  It makes me happy and accountable.  I really depend on my work-out crew.  We are all dedicated.

I’ve just started week 5.  WEEK 5!!  I can’t believe it.  I can’t believe I have not cheated–yet!  I’ve lost 18 pounds and feel GREAT!  I’m finally not “craving” food.  Yes, food-in general!  I seriously think about food when I am hungry.  That is good.  I still have not had coffee and that is the only thing that I know I will be having when this Challenge is over.  I miss my coffee “time”.  I’m sure coffee misses me, too!

So, just a reference–I have not been able to do a lot of walking lately due to my hurt foot.  As you may or may not know, my left ankle has been broken twice.  It ALWAYS hurts!  (**Thank You Heath for always giving me “other” options, instead of jumping!)  Due to this, I have been unable to do any “extra” walking, treadmill, etc.  I FINALLY went to the Foot Dr., who then made me go get a new orthotic.  I found out yesterday, as I used it for the first time, how strong I have gotten.  I got on the Tread and fast-walked a couple of miles.  Apple Music + the Tread is not such a bad thing.  It was actually pretty cool.  I’m understanding what it’s like to be strong.  Great feeling!

Okay, so going into week 6 was tough for me.  For the first three days, (of the 6th week) I was wanting to cheat.  I really don’t know why.  After the third day, it was fine.  I’m not sure what that was about.  The last weekend of the Challenge I was in Seattle — with my Best Friend — for the Garth Brooks Concert.  I was super scared I would cheat.  We ate glorious food, but I didn’t give in.  Unless, you consider the Coors Light that I drank at the concert.  I mean, who can say no to a beer at Garth?  I mean, really!  I never had a cheat meal.  I am probably the most proud of that.

As the Challenge is now over, I still have not gone crazy.  The Monday of my weigh in my co-worker was determined to make me my favorite dessert.  Her Pumpkin Roll-Up.  It is divine.  So I did have a piece of that, along with 1/2 of a Dutch Bros. Freeze and a slice of Tillamook Cheese.  It was all so good, however, what was weird and almost uncomfortable, was that I felt so full the rest of the day.  It had been a while since I felt like that.  Needless to say, I did not have dinner.

Pumpkin Roll
The Best Pumpkin Roll On The Planet

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For the first time in my life I was mentally ready for this Challenge.  The hard part now, is not being so mental, if you will.  I am constantly asking myself–what will that do to my body if I eat that?  I’m not sure that is just something I will do from now on?  Will this go away?  Not sure.  It is a good tool, though.  I still have not had any bread and that is probably the one thing I am still not wanting.  The thought seems so filling…  In a not so good way.

You want to know what I missed the most??  C-O-F-F-E-E!!  You ask — Could you not drink coffee?  Yes, I could.  Black.  I don’t drink Black coffee.  I don’t like it.  So, why would I start drinking Black?  I put a little creamer in my coffee.  That’s how I like it.  This was my first Cup-O-Joe…

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Now that this has come to an end, why is it that I am thinking about the next Challenge?  The old Andrea would never think of that.  Here is to the next adventure!  Cheers!

Results You Ask?

In six weeks I lost 21.6 Pounds and 4.97% Body Fat.  I came in 2nd place and did beat my Trainer.

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Thanks Heath For All Of Your Help.  You Are So Appreciated.

 

 

Results.Faith.

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Results?  What if you don’t get them?  You have waited a year and you leave with nothing.  You kind-of feel like you are back to square one.  It’s weird and so not what was expected.

As many of you know, after my “tumor surgery” I have to continue going to my Neurologist once a year.  It’s something that I like to do.  I like to just make sure all is well with me.  If it is not, my Doctor and I have talked about this, I know where we would be headed.  That too, is always on my mind at this appointment.

Before I get into any kind of details–I wanted to share with you my pictures:

1. This is me (obviously!) getting ready for my day.  How do you like that gown?; 2. This is my favorite IV guy.  I can’t give you his name, but he has been with me since day one.  The only one that I truly trust plugging needles into me.; 3. Needles plugged in. Ready for my MRI.  I’m not going to lie–last year, when I was filling out my paper work-you know that form that you have to check “YES” or “NO”? I remember it saying: Do you have tattooed eyeliner or lip liner?  That scared me last year because I knew I was getting that done.  I still remembered that.  It was still on the paper work.  In my mind I was like–do they really read this?  Am I going to be told I can’t have an MRI now, or what?  So, when my needle guy was doing his thing, I asked, “So, I noticed it on the paperwork that it asked if I have permanent eyeliner/lip liner…”  He says, “Oh, no, you don’t have that do you?  There will be flames coming out your eyes…”  I was like, “Really…?”  He says, “Of course not!  Sometimes it just gets a little hot.”  I had to tell the Radiologist, but guess what?  Nothing.  It didn’t get any hotter than anything else.  I did ask what happens if your lids do get hot, they said, you just go to a machine that is not as powerful.  Hmmm.; 4.  This is the MRI machine.  Pretty fancy, huh?  My body goes into it to my knees.  My Radiologist plays the best ’80’s music for me.  The great thing about my situation is that I have a “TEAM”.  It is all of the same people every time I come in.  They know me and I know them.  **It is super sad when you are waiting in Radiology and there are people around you that are so scared to have an MRI done.  Being claustrophobic would be awful.  I’m not, but I still do not like being confined like I am.  (Ha!  I did have to apologize to one of the Residents that was in on my surgery…) I have seen people scream, throw up, cry, throw things, etc.  The Team’s are so good at explaining the “open” MRI, to those folks.  Its still hard to see people so scared.  Trust me–I have been there!!; 5. Okay, this is the dreaded scale.  I hate this ridiculous machine.  You ask, “Why is that thing so big…”  It is for people that have wheel chairs.  I just hate it.  I mean who likes these??  They creep me out.  I never look at it.  It’s just gross.  Eww.; 6.  This is Chris and my “usie”.  We always do them when we finally get to Neurology.  We like these.  We have quite a few now.; 7. Okay, have you ever noticed that all plug-in’s in a hospital are upside down?  I have always wondered why.  I mean clearly it is not because a contractor made a mistake at every hospital that I have been too, right?  I finally Googled it, this is what I found:

Because if a cord or wire were to fall down on a partially plugged in right-side up outlet you would short out between the hot and the neutral. When the outlet is “upside down” in the above situation the wire would touch ground first.

Why are all the electrical outlets in hospitals upside down?

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8. This is my locker.  It is the only one I will use.  My favorite number is 3.  That started in 5th grade because of me, Nikki and Jamie.  Now it is because of Chris, Calvin and I.  So, 3X3 is 9 and that makes me happy.  I love the # 3; the more, the better.
Okay, as for my Results from last week:
I know a lot of you have been wondering, how did it go?  Honestly, I do not know.  I did not get one answer.  My husband and I left literally with no information.  I did not get to see my Doctor.  At all.  I saw someone that I had never met before.  That throws everything for a loop when you are dependent on your “TEAM”.  When you have an appointment in Neurology, you need to plan on being an hour to an hour an a half late to see your Doc.  The reason being is that most people need answers.  They are scared.  They bring the entire family in.  One member has a 3-Ring binder full of information that they have Googled and just need answers.  I get that.  I have been there.  Your appointment with a Neurologist is a half hour long.  Mine have always been longer.  That’s why I never complain when I do not get it on time.  You look around the waiting room, there are tears and people that are simply, flat scared.
This time was different.  I had to be in Radiology at 9:15, I was filling out my paperwork and they literally called my name.  It was that fast.  Usually is.  You do all of that and then you move to your next appointment.  Neurology was at 12:15.  Always is.  We didn’t get into the appointment until 3:35.  The receptionist felt so bad for us that she gave us free parking–which is actually very nice.  My Doctor never came in.  Either did his Assistant.  Again, when you are used to your TEAM, this makes it hard and scary.  Another lady came in.  She was looking at my images.  I’m not going to lie–Chris and I are pretty good at reading a brain MRI at this point.  She told us that my Doctor was extremely busy and she would be taking care of us.  We were like, okay…  She says, “Wow!  Your tumor is humungous.”  At first I did not freak out because I could see that the first set of images that she was looking at were right before my surgery.  I then say to her, “Yes, my tumor was the second largest one Dr. ___ has ever seen.”  She continues on by saying, “No it is still there.”  “You do know that it is wrapped around you carotid artery, right?  He couldn’t get all of it.”  My husband moves forward with that look–again.  I had hoped I would never see that look again.  Now, before you get really worried reading this–I am aware that there is tumor still there.  I am aware that it is wrapped around my carotid artery.  This is not new, news.  However, I had never heard it in that tone.  My Doctor OR his assistant would NEVER use the word HUMUNGOUS.  Did that freak me out??  Yes.  Bedside manner is key.  She then told me that she would be making an appointment for me to come back in 6 months.  Six months??  Honestly, I thought this was the appointment I was actually going to hear, I will see you in 5 years.  Okay, maybe 2 years.  Not 6 months.  That caught me off guard.  I said why?  She said, “That is when your Doctor wants to see you.”  In my head, I’m like, hmm that is weird, you never saw my Doc.  Of course, I say, “Okay.”  She left and came back with a piece of paper with my new appointment information.  October.  OCTOBER!!  We left.  We just left.  It was weird.  No answers.
*There was a point when Chris had put his head back to rest.  I got up to go to the bathroom.  I look down the hallway where we meet with my Doctor.  I see him scarfing down a salad.  He waves and says, Hi.  Of course, I wave back.  On my way back to my seat I am irritated.  I am a very patient person so I was telling myself, this to shall pass.  Get over it.  You have to wait.  I literally hear d a word from God.  (Again–there is a lot of speaking to me in this hospital…)  As I sat down he said, You need to wait.  This may not be your timing.  That hit me hard.  I was kind of put in my place.  I listened to that.  Not all is perfect; including my situation.   

 

“Don’t brag about tomorrow, since you don’t know what the day will bring.” – Proverbs 27:1