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The other day I was kind of bragging about the definition I'm seeing in my arms after only a month of doing Tony Horton's In Home Boot Camp -- Power 90 .  I feel that I must explain that prior to embarking on this program, I was a 5'10" mobile goo farm. We're talking muscle tone equal to a sea cucumber, you dig?  Many of the changes in my body are probably only noticeable to me. Sure, my clothes are draping more nicely. My sister Mary says my gait has improved, too. The work outs are having an effect on my posture. It goes without saying that my confidence is improving along with everything else. Plus, if I hold my head up high there's less chance of my neck appearing like Jabba the Hutt's. As for the photo, I have no idea where that bruise came from. I'm one of those people who'll try to carry a lot and then resort to using an elbow or forearm to close a door, drawer or trunk lid. The fattier areas bruise more easily.Yes, there's dangling goo...

casinos chat Well, it appears the darling of the Great White North will be mentoring tonight. I speak of Shania Twain, of course. Oof! She can teach everyone how to sound like they are having an orgasm while managing to sound like a nagging whiny ass simultaneously. Yeah, she's pretty and all -- Plus, she got cheated on by one of the ugliest men to walk the face of the earth, but I don't dig her tunage. I presume it's gonna be a honky tonkin' country hullabaloo this evening. I wonder how BM (Michael Lynche) will Luther Vandross the hell out of a country song? Will he swagger to and fro to let his balls of steel air out? Y'all know what I'm talking about. Will Lee enlist the help of Bag Pipes? A troup or spoon playin', washboard scrubbin' yee-haw urchins? Will Casey James straighten his hair and put down the broken record of a performance he keeps churning out week after week. If he was fuuuuug-ly he'd be gone by now. Will Siobhan calm the ...

"I don't have the time." "It's such a pain to go to the gym." "I don't have the money." "My knees are bad." "I love food too much." Those are just a few excuses I've heard in regards to getting fit. They used to be the ones I turned to.Then, thanks to John Hays, it was brought to my attention that those late night infomercials on fitness programs from Beachbody were for real. They aren't filled with empty promises.  It's a matter of finding what works for me as an individual.  What's most important is this: FITNESS PROGRAMS ONLY WORK IF I WORK AT THEM. I want to share a little story with you before I get back up on my platform. A couple of weeks ago, while waiting for management to arrive in the morning at work, I sat drinking my Shakeology and observing the many walkers at the mall.  One particular walker caught my attention and gave me renewed hope in my own physical abilities.  His female companion ...

Yep. That's exactly how I'm feeling right now.  It's just like how you click shuffle on your iPod. Only, each time I blink a new thought comes to mind -- thoughts that cause me to appear scatterbrained.  For instance, my work schedule is prominently posted on the refrigerator. Yet, twice this week I showed up at the wrong time.  The first time I was 1.5 hours early.  The next day I was 1/2 hour late.  Argh! I'll admit that I often push the envelope when arriving to work on time, but to completely be unaware is not common. Fortunately, all has been forgiven by the powers that be. What's the cause of this mental flightiness? I've been working out regularly with Power 90.  My diet is better than it has been in ... my entire lifetime!! Shakeology has helped me kick the nasty habit of consuming fast-food/processed foods and diet soda.  You'd think with all of that I'd be alert and on top of my game.  **head scratch** I believe this requires s...

If you do nothing else today, watch this video. 

This will come as a shock (though already revealed in the Twenty Five Startling Facts about Me blog post), I didn't watch GLEE when the season premiere was on April 13, 2010.  As surprising as it may seem with consideration to how much I absolutely adore the Fox program, something better came knocking on my door.  The invitation to dinner didn't come as a surprise, mind you.  The time and place was simply up in the air due to other obligations of the party who would arrive at my door with a present in tow.  Quite frankly, the object this most beautiful man carted from his rental car is a mere representation of the truest gifts one person can give another willfully and unconditionally. Go on. Take a moment to make the finger in the throat gagging motion.  I can wait. What's the literal item he bought for me, you ask? It's an oversized relaxer with canopy.  In essence, a fancy chaise lounge.  It reclines.  I can relax in the sunshine. Yes, it s...

My friend Angie posted this as a note on Facebook.  Since it seems I'm writerly challenged lately -- unless it has to do with weight loss -- this seemed perfect.  This is also major league challenging since I don't really find myself all that fascinating. For what it's worth, I am starting this at 7:26 PM.  Let's see how long it takes me to come up with twenty five random facts about myself that aren't too crass, intimate or simply audacious (hehe yeah, like that scares me.) 1.  The smell of hot dogs (corn coated or plain) induced horrendous gag reactions during my pregnancy. But I loved Nacho Cheese Doritos and craved beer during the entire nine months. I succumbed to one of those cravings. ** I do not like beer on any other given day. 2. Even though my (ex) husband and I took Lamaze classes, neither of us managed to remember a lick of it. Because I suspected this would happen, I invited my sister Maureen to be in the labor and delivery room.  Thank GOD s...

Dearest, though you're the nearest to my heart Please don't ever ummm yeah ever say we'll part You scold, and you are so bold Yes together ummm yeah our love will grow old Ummm yeah our love will grow old You may-ay-ay-ay be a million miles away Please believe me ummm yeah when you hear me say I love you, I love you Come ho-o-o-ome, keep me from these sleepless nights Try my love again ummm yeah I'm gonna treat you right, ummm yeah, I'm gonna treat you right Dearest - Buddy Holly Here's a youtube link since one must sign up on Lala to listen to the tune. Curses! Dearest by Buddy Holly

As most of you know by now, I am kicking ass on this weight loss thing.  Working out has become second nature and my body shows it. Sure, the changes may be subtle and unnoticed to those who see me regularly, but I know my body is undergoing altered states. Quite literally, my tushy is higher. The cheeks no longer touch the top of my thighs.  It also helps to finally have a bra that fits properly ( Le Mystere 965 Dream Tisha via Herroom.com -- the only site to carry my size in this Oprah endorsed style.). I suppose having less back flab makes that bra fit even better.  The point of telling you that is that is with my boobs being lifted, it accentuates my waistline and improves my posture. Without bragging too much, I feel sexier than I have in a eons.  Sometimes it's the little things that boost the mental state. And through that confidence exudes. I want to take a second to point out that seventeen pounds have been shed, inches lost in just a little over a month t...

I was on youtube looking for another Mary Chapin Carpenter song when this one jumped out at me.  It spoke to me at a volume of 11. and the link in case the video doesn't work for you :) "Shut Up and Kiss Me"

It's a horrible fact and fate in my life.  I suffer (and thusly make others suffer) from PMS or whatever trendy name you want to give it.  That is until about six weeks ago.  I'm not making claims that the symptoms have completely vanished, but drinking Shakeology daily, eating well and exercising nearly every day has made my emotional outbursts, cramps, headaches and upper back tension diminish.  Additionally, my inability to stop shoving food in my pie hole during that time has greatly dwindled.  Cravings for high sodium junk food are a thing of the past. Hmmmm Obviously, this isn't some revelation or discovery that I've stumbled upon.  The theory has existed for a long time that if you consume healthy food and exercise regularly, your body will respond positively.  Duh! When morning breaks, I have a sense of dread. I won't lie to you.  The mere idea of working out makes me want to pull the covers up over my head and sleep for another h...

bingo Free chat Adam Lambert mentors. He didn't win Idol. But with this season being so weird, it makes perfect sense for him to do so.  I wonder what he'll do with Siobhan.

I sweat. A lot. Upon removal, my sports bra weighed about five extra pounds. Disgusting. Vile. Kick-ass! This is after thirty minutes of Fat Burning Express with Tony Horton on Power 90 . So, my warrior face needs a little work ...

Today I did little to nothing. It's my first day of that much awaited vacation.  I lost 2 more pounds. Huzzah! A bottle of Pinot Grigio is even sweeter when shared with a good friend. (No, it's not on Michi's Ladder but some exceptions are permitted in the Rule Book of Riss.) Tulips are more lovely and fragrant when delivered with sincerity. Sleeping in while the rain gently hits the rooftop is not to be taken for granted but wildly enjoyed.  The cats were silent and obliging which made the extra snooze time that much more gratifying. Saving sweet voice mail messages is highly recommended. A new bra was delivered and I think it is the one. Daily wear trials will put the final stamp of approval on the simple contraption of support. I cannot recall a time in my recent adult life where I felt more relaxed and at ease within my own skin. A gap of decades can be closed with just a smile and an embrace.

Today is not Saturday.  My brain has spring fever and is already on vacation.  Eight hours of work must be committed later today. THEN vacation begins. Eesh. The waiting is the hardest part. Another two pounds have been lost from my 5'10" frame. That's a total of twelve pounds shed for those of you keeping track. Out of curiosity, I took my measurements after one week doing Power 90> : ¼" from my waist; ¾" from my hips; 1½" off each thigh and from my biceps - ½" right, ¾" left. Oooh, I'm gonna be so sexy!  I am not following a strict diet. I basically eat from the top two tiers of Michi's Ladder .   Typically, breakfast consists of a Shakeology shake.  Rarely do I feel famished. Water continues to be my primary beverage.  Occasionally, I add a whole lemon and sweeten with a few drops of Stevia. So refreshing! Also, I read food labels and find that I put most stuff back on the shelves. The weather is finally agreeable.  It's abso...