Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Just a regular gal

You'll notice that some things have erupted on my page. Those things are ads. Those ads are placed there based on what I'm writing about. For me, it's a no brainer. Hopefully those ads will drive a little chunk of change toward my wallet. Yes, I'm monetizing my blog. The first ads that popped up are for a Beachbody product called P90X. It's a kick-ass, get your body ripped program. Did you know you can purchase it (and many other fabulous fitness programs and supplements) through me as your personal Beachbody Coach. The link in the banner of this blog will take you there! I'm very excited about this new venture. is one of my favorite sites. I often post on Facebook what values I find there particularly in regards to music. You'll get the best of both worlds: My blog and shopping on Amazon simultaneously! It's a multi-tasker's dream come true. Haha.

I do believe I'm getting the hang of this dramatic lifestyle change. Since I first embarked on the Shakeology 3-Day cleanse, I have worked out every day except one. When I did give my body a break, I was overcome with a great sense of dread. I shared that sentiment with my friend Claudia  who, in turn, said it's often when the body is given a break that change is more noticeable -- or something along that vein.  I'm not dropping weight even though my eating habits have gone to the opposite end of the spectrum. Hmmm  Several Diet Cokes a day have been replaced with water (and plenty of it). Various vegetables have stepped in where french fries or mashed potatoes once filled my plate. The purchase of a steamer has made that switch much easier.  Likewise, George Foreman's grill has made a frying pan nearly useless.

With all those changes you'd think I'd be down 10 pounds.  I must remind myself that this turn around only started two weeks ago. Since I am not melting away the pounds, there needs to be focus on the positivity that has occurred since setting sail on this healthful adventure.
  • Restful sleep
  • Improved posture
  • Leaner tone in my arms
  • My tushy seems 'higher'
  • Increased energy to do things like clean house (even the unused spare bedroom)
  • My son is eating healthier <--- huge bonus
  • I'm saving money by not eating out at lunch every other day
  • Influencing those around me to be conscientious of their health
  • Reduced aches in my joints

Those are just a few perks that popped in my head as I write this. My measurements have been logged and at the 30 day mark I will take them again. Another dear and knowledgeable friend assured me that my healthful changes will pay off in the long run and to keep on keepin' on. After all, the purpose of doing this is to change for a lifetime and not just a quick fix to lose weight (to only put it all back on and then some). I've never submitted that I'm a patient person. Writing about it and letting all the world see is cathartic. Nothing happens over night. There is no miracle cure other than hard work and determination. With that being said, I have a confession to make. The other day while at Wal-Mart, I found myself perusing the aisle of such magic claim pills. The price tags, first of all, were alarming. But a big booming voice in my head told me to put down the box in my hand and walk away. "Work it and own it! You'll be more proud if you do."

My body may never be a walking work of art. But who knows, right? August 11 is approaching quickly.  My age will then be 45. When I was 16 I thought my path was determined after my mother died at 51. Oh, I said out loud, "not me! I'm taking care of myself."  But I lied. Deep down I didn't believe it. My mom was the youngest child in her family; so was I. Her mother died when she was young; so had mine. Pre-determined can kiss my ass.

I own the wrinkles on my face and the gray hairs that erupt from my scalp. That doesn't imply that my body has to act like an old lady.  Forty-five is NOT elderly. Cripes.

My sagging body parts may not completely defy gravity even with strengthening and toning the muscles, but there will be less to fall prey to the pull.  Speaking of which, a new over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder arrived in my mailbox the other day.  The purchase of such an item required plunking down some major cash, but it's close to being perfect.  Louise is resisting containment a little more than Thelma. She's a scant bigger. With weight loss there's no doubt she'll soon be tucked in nicely and it won't look like a kitten trying to escape the entrapment of a blanket when I walk. No choir of angels have sung, but they hummed a little tune.

So, feel free to peruse my coach page and the ads you see on the page.  Your contributions will help keep Thelma and Louise under wraps, as well as, help send Mancub to college!  You feel better about it already, don't you?


  1. Change doesn't happen overnight. I'm excited you're committed to the process. Because we live in the process a lot longer than we live in the goal. Well done Riss!

  2. Inner & Outer BEAUTY is a 24 Hour Job.

    NO days off.

  3. Sweetie, to me, you will always be a walking work of art.

  4. The important thing is that you are adopting healthy habits and feel better. Your body will do what it will do weight/look-wise. I am so impressed with your motivation and stick-to-it-iveness!


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