So I have my boyfriends military ball coming up in oh a week… And I decided to put off dress shopping oh until today… Which was better than my original plan of next Tuesday. I was also on a super tight budget of keeping it under $50 which for a super formal event is laughable. Then I ran into the problem of a. I’m between sizes. B. My upper back is so developed from lifting it needs 1 size
Larger than my waist. C. My shoulders are so developed, it needs 2 sizes larger than my waist… Oh and I’m only 5’1″. The struggle it’s real. So I narrowed it down to two dresses…
One that was supposed to be totally fitted, but was loose around the middle but mostly for across the back enough that I was fairly confident it wouldn’t fall down but I would probably have to try to take it in some myself.
Or a dress that was very snug but has no other issues, but now that I think about it, sitting may not be an option…
So yeah we are stepping up the cardio and cutting out all the carbs for the next 7 days…
The crazy thing is these dresses are smaller than the one I wore to my junior prom (I think the same size as my sophomore valentines dance dress) and waaaaaaaay smaller than the dress I got married in





Some work out pics










Tomorrow starts a new decade…

I’m not amused. I do not like it. I am not happy about it. I absolutely positively refuse
To be turning 30 tomorrow. I have to go renew my drivers license tomorrow too and that doesn’t make me happier either. I’m not old enough to be 30.


I was having one of those mornings where I didn’t really want to get dressed and go to the gym. I’ve felt slightly frustrated lately because as I get closer to my ultimate goal, the weight is definitely more stubborn and harder to lose. I hadn’t worn this tank in months because the kids had shoved it somewhere and I found it while gathering laundry this week, and I got a great reminded of why I should look at the big picture instead of just the week to week. Just because the scale isn’t moving fast, doesn’t mean progress isn’t being made. Over all it turned into a great gym day =)





I’m here. Still alive. I’ve been sick for about 2 weeks straight with various plagues brought home from the school by my minions or the jail by my lovely. Still training lightly when I can but temporarily have increased my calories and carbs to have the energy to fight this crap off. Being sick sucks

I choose to do this…

At least that is what I keep reminding myself. I don’t HAVE to do this. I choose too. I want to achieve certain goals. And to be able to do that, I have to make choices. It’s it that I can’t eat the ice cream, the fast food, the candy, I CHOOSE not to. I have the option to “cheat” or allow it, but that means I either have to make another choice to allow the treat and give up something in its place, or it’s going to take one day longer to hit my goal. My decision most days is that it’s not worth the extra cardio or sacrifices to fit in the candy bar or fast food. Yes, some days it sucks, but in the end, it will be worth it.

Decisions I make now WILL affect me 6 months from now. One day or week won’t ruin me, but that is a day or week that I could be working my tail off to create the best me possible. I would much rather get the extra weight off now, focus on maintaining and building, know what I’ve got going on and fix my weaknesses, then spend the next 6-8 months yo-yo-ing and stressing about getting the weight off in time for a competition. I have no intention of maintaining a stage weight for that long, I would just prefer to have 10-15lbs to lose over a 12 week period and not be trying to take off nearly 30lbs. I honestly don’t know that I even have 30lbs to lose, only time will tell, but yeah.

Week 7-8 progress


Definitely getting there. Slow and steady is the way to go. I’ve been fighting a bug and fell off the bandwagon for a day or two, but getting back on it today… It’s only a failure if you don’t get back on that horse and keep going!


Killing Time…

We just finished up at dollywood, and my mom came and drove, so I have some time to kill since I’m not driving. I don’t remember the last thing I wrote about, so as of Sunday I am down 7 pounds from week 6. I hadn’t show any loss in a few weeks so while 7lbs in one week is a lot, it had been building for awhile. I’m pretty certain most of it came off of my butt. Nothing I can do about that but work harder to build muscle there, or at least maintain what is there.

C and I went to a haunted house this weekend, I had never been to one before and we had a lot of fun.

I think he is planning on starting a 6 week shred some time soon? I don’t think he has any desire to compete just wants to lose the last few pounds he’s been hanging on to. I think he looks great how he is but I would never tell anyone not to strive to better themself. Should be interesting. We generally already work out together once or twice a week.

Anyways here is my current progress pictures



The grey and grey is week 6&7
This weeks back pictures


And a tricep shot with a bonus minion