Hello? Yeah, I'm still here...barely.

OK, so losing weight this time around is not working out so well, and for some reason I don't have a lot to say about it.  Perhaps its because I'm SO FREAKING EXHAUSTED FROM THE DAY TO DAY DEMANDS OF WIFE, MOTHER, AND HOMEMAKER, but I'm not angry or anything...I'm just sayin.'  But I will take comfort in knowing when I have the time to go running, I can run 3 miles and plan to try 4 miles next week.  I will take comfort in saying I don't have to run a 10 minute mile when pushing a 16 pound Butterball of a baby in a jogging stroller uphill...or downhill for that matter.  I will take comfort in knowing that Tuesdays and Thursday, I will only walk so that my 12 year old dog Da Vinci can have some resemblance of a happy life for his last few years on this earth.  And I will take comfort that though I don't have time to go running on Wednesdays, I'm sure I am burning plenty of calories volunteering for Wyatt's kindergarten class.  I will enjoy a 2nd piece of my Hungry Girl fudge and I will eat my Lean Cuisine for lunch, because those little things are what I have the energy for right now.  It can only go up from here, right?  Please tell me I'm right.

Summertime Blues

I am discovering more and more that I am an emotional eater.  And when I am in a funk, I get this "screw it" kind of attitude.  I don't turn to food, necessarily to comfort me, but I get pissed off that I'm feeling bad or that someone hurt my feelings and so I shove something bad in my mouth, like I'm being defiant or something.  Its as though I'm saying, "Ha!  You think you can make my day bad, well I control this situation and I can make it even more worse!"  Isn't that the dumbest thing ever? So...guess what kind of day it was today?  :P

Back Fat and a Girdle

That's what I have...and that's what a bought.  :P

I'm Back, Baby...with a baby!

Did ya miss me????  I miss me.  You know, the me that weighed at least 140!  Who knew that by adopting this healthy lifestyle and losing 20 pounds, that the Lord would bless me with becoming pregnant?  We had given up on hoping that another child was in our future, and then without a single drug, hormone, or even a glance at a calendar, I was pregnant!  I often joke that this was God's way of saying he has a sense of humor!  He was up in Heaven saying, "I know.  I'm going to wait for Sommer to lose 20 pounds, then I'll get her pregnant and make her gain it ALL back and then some!  Oh, I'll let her buy that pass to Disneyland, and then she won't be able to go on any of the rides!  He he he!"  But you know what, if that's the price that needed to be paid to get this most wonderful, most unexpected blessing, then I'd do it all over again!

And so, here I am.  I'm a lot wiser than I was after having Wyatt.  Though I still want to lose weight like after having Wyatt, I really just want to feel healthy and well again.  This pregnancy was hard and painful, and I struggled with being so healthy just months before, and now not being able to walk up the street without painful contractions and mental anguish that my baby would come too soon.  I ran my first official mile this morning.  11:06 was my time, not too far off from the 10 minute mile I used to run.  I'm not so concerned about my calories burned this time, but just focusing on the fact that I ran the whole thing, didn't die, and still felt good.  It felt good to run.  5 or 10 years ago, I would have never said that!

I'm ready to get my lifestyle back...and as always, I'll be recording the journey!

The Reason Why I was M.I.A.

I think this might actually pass for a good reason to miss a few workouts and to each some extra chocolate...ok, ALOT of chocolate!