Month: December 2015

Three More Pounds and a Video Camera

I love having days off for the holidays, but being out of a routine is really killing me!  I weighed in on Saturday to another gain, this time three pounds.  Yes, you read that right: three pounds!  Who gains three pounds in one week? Well, someone who eats like there is no tomorrow and skims by on non-challenging workouts, that’s who!

I’m not waiting for the new year to start over.  Three weeks of gains is more than enough.  If I have any hope of reaching my goal weight by my birthday in April, I need to get my act together now.

The kids are with us this week, which makes it hard because we are cooking more, snacking more, and I feel guilty sneaking away for a workout.  I need to make my workouts non-negotiable again, no matter who is home.  Nothing is stopping me from getting up early for a workout before they are even awake!

I have a semi-funny (and semi-sad) story.  This is the first time the kids have been with us after Psycho, my fiance’s ex and my stalker, was informed about our move.  She is an intensely jealous person, and I knew she would be salivating to get information about our new home.  If she hasn’t already driven by our house, I’d be shocked.

When the kids were dropped off over the weekend, my older stepdaughter showed up…with a video camera!  I nearly burst out laughing.  Psycho’s obvious attempt to gain access to our new home was so glaring, it was pathetic.  I told the kids they can have as much fun with the video camera as they like…outside!  I asked that the camera not be turned on inside the house and told them we have a right to privacy.

When my boyfriend and I shared our new address for a past move, the kids told us later that Psycho loaded them up in the car, came over to our place while we were at work, walked around the yard, and took pictures of our house.  She told them, “What happens in Mama’s car, stays in Mama’s car”, as if not telling anyone about it would make it the least bit sane.

So I’m not surprised that now that we have bought a home, she is chomping at the bit to find out as much as she can.  I can save her the time and tell her it’s the most beautiful house in the world!  I adore it.  I don’t blame her for wanting to be inside it so damn bad 🙂

Our New Home!

I can finally tell you why I have been so off-track and out of routine lately!  My boyfriend and I finally bought a house. We’ve been looking for a long time, and we never even hinted to the kids that we were shopping. We wanted it to be a complete surprise.

I didn’t want to write about it here because I am not 100% convinced my stalker, Psycho, doesn’t secretly read this blog, or doesn’t have someone else read it for her.  It’s the kind of ploy and strategy she has relied upon in the past, and I don’t put it past her to do the same now.  I didn’t want anything to ruin the surprise for the kids, so I just didn’t talk about the house on facebook, my blog, anywhere that Psycho might be camped out, starving for a tidbit of information.

It paid off: when we picked up the kids on Friday, we made up a story about having to stop by someone’s house.  It was so exciting, waiting to see when they would catch on!  My younger stepson commented that these people had the same flag that we did, and I smiled.  Suddenly he stopped and said “Wait a minute…”

When they put two and two together, they were so excited and happy.  They ran around the house, checking out the rooms, laughing and calling to each other as they discovered their own bathroom, the fireplace, the huge back yard.  My youngest stepdaughter actually screamed when she saw her bedroom and the purple canopy over her bed!

Finding the house, going through the inspections and negotiations, the hold-ups and delays, were all stressful and aggravating.  Living among boxes and chaos was stressful.  I couldn’t work out at home at the old place because of all of the boxes, and it took some time to get the new place set up for me to work out.  I didn’t want to work out in the living room because of the gorgeous wood floors.  I pictured weights banging against the floor, or sweat dripping on it, or my step scuffing the floor. Nope!  Not happening.

But this past weekend, we finally set up the desk and computer in the office/workout room, and it’s not 100% finished but it’s functional as my workout room.  This evening after work, I will do my first workout in there.

It’s been a long journey to get to this point.  I won’t bore anyone with details, but my boyfriend and I have struggled and been through a lot.

We love our new house, and the kids loved it too.  I’m sure when they went back to Psycho on Sunday evening, they got in trouble for saying anything nice about our house, and it’s a shame she won’t care how excited they were all weekend about our new home.  All she will care about is voicing her jealousy and pettiness.  But I can’t fix what is wrong with that woman, and I sure as hell won’t let it ruin the joy and excitement of our first house!

Still Shaky

This week has been shaky, but I’m trying to make progress and get back on track.  I didn’t want to work out yesterday at all, but I thought to myself “Tough, now go do it”.  I changed clothes and headed to the gym.  This weight isn’t going to lose itself, right?

Today was our office Christmas lunch, and I can’t say I chose steamed vegetables and carrot sticks.  But I didn’t scarf all of it, at least, and have a box to take home for later.  That should (hopefully) be my last major hurdle, since we don’t really do a big Christmas celebration or a huge meal.  The days off will mean needing the discipline to set a workout schedule and not stray into vacation eating, though.

I got a bonus check during our Christmas lunch today, which is great.  I might get a workout-related splurge with part of it, before my practical side puts the rest into savings.  Wireless headphones? New running shoes?  Leopard print workout pants? (You simply can’t have too many of those!)

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