Though the title of this blog posting does go with what I am writing about... it felt right since the song "Whoa is Me - Down with Webster" is playing. I couldn't resist.
Regardless... let's get onto the topic of this whole wedding planning sh*t that I have embarked on.
First of all, I blame this all on Darrin. If he hadn't asked me to marry him - I wouldn't be dealing with this crap... in the first place! So... let's all hate on Darrin right now.
Besides the fact that I may or may not have dropped many hints prior to the "big question" I'm still angry that he was weak enough to fall for it and now put me thru this crap.
Second of all, in-law/parents do have a say in your big day... but if the bride and groom want your opinion, fine. But don't force it and lay a guilt-trip on them when they say "no". If I want my friends there, I most definitely will choose them over yours... end of discussion. You had your big day, dear. Now it's my turn!
Third of all, Wtf is up with people spending $50,000 on a wedding?! Our budget is $15,000 and that's just right. What are these people spending an additional $35,000 on?! Umm, hello... that's a nice car. By the way, if someone who can afford an additional $35,000 on a wedding - screw the extra decor, etc and buy me a new car!
...I can't get started on the Minivan... that will take an entirely different blog posting that could turn into a novel...
Whatever... I will admit, I'm bitter about how the minivan refuses to die.
Okay, so I'm seriously thinking that eloping is just the best cure for this headache that I have with all the wedding planning. It would just be so perfect to go someplace warm (hell, I'll even do Vegas!), walk towards the man of my dreams, promise myself to him forever... and walk away. This whole "people taking pictures of me while I walk down an aisle and having the first dance while a room of 120 people watch you, take pictures and make comments" is so overrated.
The whole idea of a wedding is to marry the person you want to spend the rest of your life with right? Well... I'd say in the past 15 years... weddings have turned into a party to beat the last. Everyone wants to throw an extravagant wedding, make yourself look good and whoever can spend the most money on their day - wins! That's how I see it. It bothers me. I get that if you have a large wedding 250 guests is fair (Italians, for one) but... 500? $100,000? $11,000 on your dress? A helicopter bringing you to your reception? Paying $13,000 for a DJ?! Explain to me why this is necessary? Oh right... comptetition.
And now with being told that I have to invite family friends that neither Darrin or myself have ever met... never will see again and probably don't even know our names - seems like a ploy to show us off. Sure, I am complimented on this; however, this day isn't what this is about.
Ideally?... I'd like to wear a sundress, on the beach with no one else... that's my ideal wedding.... but then in the back of my head, I also think of how many times I've dreamt of this day, thinking about the giant, white, ballgown dress (even though I went entirely in the opposite direction with that), the dancing, the fun, getting my hair and make-up done, walking towards (at one point, for many years) Keanu Reeves, etc and I'm scared that I may regret not doing it that way if I do in fact run away and marry on the beach.
But I also think "I grew up"... I don't need/want the princess gown, with all eyes on me. Omg... the thought of walking down that aisle with 120 people looking at me makes me wonder if this is how I want to do it. I do not want to have that many people looking at me. Can't we have some sort of plan where everyone closes their eyes and suddenly I appear out of no where?
Ugh - that's my rant for now... although my office door is closed and says I'm on lunch... students have no problems starring at me thru the window and continuously trying to open my door, even though it's locked. Apparently, I'm not entitled to lunch. That's fine - they'll just have to deal with me on low sugar because I haven't eaten.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Decisions... decisions
Who would have thought that buying a sofa and loveseat would be so darn hard!? I always thought that buying a house would be hard - but when we saw our cute little townhouse, we knew right away it was "the one". I always thought saying "yes" to a proposal would be a hard one because you have so many things to take into consideration... but it was one of the easiest yes's I've ever made. I always thought buying a car would be hard. Do you go for the red or the black? All the big decisions in life aren't always the hardest.
The two most frustrating, and what seems to be the most life altering choices I've had to make in my life, thus far is:
1. My wedding dress. I'm sorry... but when you watch Say Yes to the Dress, or all those other bullcrap shows that make it seem like this is the most emotional decision you've ever made are ru-tarded! It is not like that at all! I didn't cry! I refused to make a decision after only two dresses! It took me 72 dresses to find "the one" and I'm pretty sure that if my budget allowed more wiggle room - I'd still be looking.
No one saw me walk out of the dressing room with the white dress on and their jaws dropped to the floor, and the music started playing and people started crying and grabbing for the Kleenex box... blubbering about how beautiful this gown was on me. No! This doesn't happen! Turns out - the dress I ended up choosing I actually walked out the dressing room disgusted with it. I had Nanny hands because I didn't want to touch the dress because I thought it was horrible. Turns out, with a few alterations - it is perfect :)
Now, yes of course I want the Italian silk and lace gown that costs $27,000... but let's get real.
2. The second hardest choice I've ever had to make... a couch! A new couch at that!
So far, since Darrin and I moved in together, we've always had to buy second hand. I love kijiji.ca. It has saved me from lots of money and has helped me sell plenty too! So for a very long time, we had hammy-downs of sofa's, coffee tables, dining tables, end tables, chests, this and that. But finally, now that we're doing alright we are able to make the ultimate decision and go out and buy our own, new couch, chair and loveseat. I was all excited about this big purchase... until I spent three weekends, in a row, walking thru aisles of couches, dealing with sales people that will literally follow you thru the store, so everytime you turn around you see their head popping from corner to corner watching ever move. I felt like I was on the National Georgraphic channel and people were spying on us and watching us from afar with a voiceover saying "she's going for the black leather couch... no... she's changed her mind". Ugh. So annoying. Anyway - needless to say, we found a few couches that we like.... but this decision is harder than anything I've ever done before. I've lost sleep over this!
Our issues:
1. White leather would look amazing in our newly painted living room. But apparently white leather is a pain in the ass and I have enough of those to deal with.
2. Black leather (in my opinion) looks cheap.
3. Brown leather wouldn't go with our decor.
4. We can't get fabric because Billie like's barfing on our couch... it's routine. If he hasn't puked... we are concerned.
So... what do we do? Go for the beautiful white leather couch, and deal with the possibility of stains?
Do we go for a nice black leather couch and deal with the aging and the fact that it will darken our room even more?
Or... well brown isn't an option... so... black or white?
HELP!
That is all for today.
The two most frustrating, and what seems to be the most life altering choices I've had to make in my life, thus far is:
1. My wedding dress. I'm sorry... but when you watch Say Yes to the Dress, or all those other bullcrap shows that make it seem like this is the most emotional decision you've ever made are ru-tarded! It is not like that at all! I didn't cry! I refused to make a decision after only two dresses! It took me 72 dresses to find "the one" and I'm pretty sure that if my budget allowed more wiggle room - I'd still be looking.
No one saw me walk out of the dressing room with the white dress on and their jaws dropped to the floor, and the music started playing and people started crying and grabbing for the Kleenex box... blubbering about how beautiful this gown was on me. No! This doesn't happen! Turns out - the dress I ended up choosing I actually walked out the dressing room disgusted with it. I had Nanny hands because I didn't want to touch the dress because I thought it was horrible. Turns out, with a few alterations - it is perfect :)
Now, yes of course I want the Italian silk and lace gown that costs $27,000... but let's get real.
2. The second hardest choice I've ever had to make... a couch! A new couch at that!
So far, since Darrin and I moved in together, we've always had to buy second hand. I love kijiji.ca. It has saved me from lots of money and has helped me sell plenty too! So for a very long time, we had hammy-downs of sofa's, coffee tables, dining tables, end tables, chests, this and that. But finally, now that we're doing alright we are able to make the ultimate decision and go out and buy our own, new couch, chair and loveseat. I was all excited about this big purchase... until I spent three weekends, in a row, walking thru aisles of couches, dealing with sales people that will literally follow you thru the store, so everytime you turn around you see their head popping from corner to corner watching ever move. I felt like I was on the National Georgraphic channel and people were spying on us and watching us from afar with a voiceover saying "she's going for the black leather couch... no... she's changed her mind". Ugh. So annoying. Anyway - needless to say, we found a few couches that we like.... but this decision is harder than anything I've ever done before. I've lost sleep over this!
Our issues:
1. White leather would look amazing in our newly painted living room. But apparently white leather is a pain in the ass and I have enough of those to deal with.
2. Black leather (in my opinion) looks cheap.
3. Brown leather wouldn't go with our decor.
4. We can't get fabric because Billie like's barfing on our couch... it's routine. If he hasn't puked... we are concerned.
So... what do we do? Go for the beautiful white leather couch, and deal with the possibility of stains?
Do we go for a nice black leather couch and deal with the aging and the fact that it will darken our room even more?
Or... well brown isn't an option... so... black or white?
HELP!
That is all for today.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Isagenix... Day... huh?
Okay, okay... okay. I may or may not have forgotten about my blog for the past week and a bit. Alright, I didn't forget, but I'm slightly frustrated and embasrassed that I put forth all this time, effort, suffering and money to this diet, write about it for all of those that are curious... and completely screw it all up.
Sure, we all make mistakes... but most people try and avoid big mistakes like that when you're posting it to the world in a blog that I'm slowly learning that a lot of people are reading. Luckily, I've heard nothing but good things - so that's nice :)
To all of my followers: thank you! Feel free to leave comments, I do like reading them :)
Okay, back of track! My diet... this Isagenix thing... gotta say, if you want to go by this diet stricly, like they suggest on every bottle, every mix and every pill you ingest - you're basically setting your life up for a very lonely few months. Anyone who has a partial social life (not even one where every weekend you go out drinking with your friends, or this or that) but even a slightly, one day a week, friendly drink for gossip... you're screwed. I've learned this. I tried and tried and tried to stay ontop of this diet so that I got the maximum results for all this money and starvation I put myself thru, only to realize that I can't do it so stricly!
I'm sorry, but the people who leave testimonies on the Isagenix website saying "I'm a mother of 4 and I just gave birth 2 weeks ago and have already lost 12 pounds!"
... Bullsh*t!
It's impossible. I have one baby, who's three years old, has snaggle teeth, is cross-eyed, furry and tries to eat people... and I can't even find the time to stick to this diet so closely! Even at work, where unless I trek to the basement of my building, stand in line for 10 minutes and buy a donut from Tim Horton's - it's actually hard to come across bad food. So, I'm lucky because if I bring in a healthy lunch (two hard-boiled eggs, salmon and an apple) it's not hard to stick to that and I'm still having a hard time sticking to this darn diet so strictly.
It is simply impossible for a monther of FOUR to be able to do this. Don't you feed your kids Kraft Dinner and french toast for the first 6 years of your kids life because you don't have time to cook huge healthy meals? Don't you forget to pluck your eyebrows for 7 months until your husband makes a comment about the bushes on your forehead because you're busy cleaning up puke, diarrhea and toys? HOW does anyone lose 12 lbs after having four kids. Bite me. That's not true.
So, what I'm trying to say is: This diet is very dependent on your ability to not go out, not do anything on weekends - because on weekends you cleanse and the only thing you're capable of doing is running to the bathroom every 20 minutes. Then for dinners during the week, you're stuck drinking a shake and a banana. That doesn't sound like a nice anniversary dinner with your fiance. Or Valentines Day? No steak for me, I'll drink this water and suck on the lemon...
Details about this diet you don't think about when you look at the big picture and read all these testimonies about how all these people lost pounds and pounds of weight. It's either:
A) They were fairly large to begin with and 12lbs is nothing compared to their overall body fat%
B) They have no life, no dating life, social life, fiance, boyfriend, husband, friends or children. So basically you're looking for a successful story from Britney Spears since she stopped the drug addiction (what ever happened to her?!)
or
C) You cheated!
I did my second cleanse on Saturday and it wasn't horrible like the last time. I just took shots of the cleansing stuff rather than taking the oz. and mixing it with water. Then I drank water all day. I painted the living room which kept me occupied. Painted one wall, went pee, painted the next wall, went pee, etc. You know how it goes...
I also helped load our 300 lbs mantel into the flatbed part of some farmers truck. That was fun, especially when half the weight of the mantel was on my fingers, crushing them and I had to pull my hands from underneath leaving chunks of my knuckles on the bed of his truck. Seriously, I saw remeninse (sp?) of it there... wicked. And my hand is still swollen and slightly grey (purple type-ish color). I thought for sure I broke my entire hand, but once the guy left, I walked into the house and realized that without much pain, I was able to move my whole hand. It just got huge by twice the size and is still extremely stiff, but... I'm dealing with it. Possibly just some trauma to my poor hand :(
... So that day was fun...
So far this week (it's Tuesday) I've been eating my salmon out of a can. Lots of professor's are making comments about the smells seeping out of my office. In the morning it smells like I sh*t myself because of my hard boiled eggs and then at lunch it smells like a fish hatchary, lol. Splendid. I also bought organic peanut butter yesterday! Tried it, FANTASTIC! It tastes just like peanuts. There's no sweetness to it. This sh*t is amazing and everyone should enjoy it's pureness. This is amazing stuff.
So I have that today with celery too. Excited to try them two together :)
Okay, so that's my newest blog posting.
Onto another topic: Wedding. It's less than 6 months away. As they say "you're life will end when you say "I DO". You know... I love hearing that!
I'm going to make sure that when someone I know is about to embark on one of the biggest events in their life, something that a girl has thought about since the day they saw the first pretty white gown, with sparkles and dimaonds all over, with that beautiful long train, where you commit to one another for the rest of your life on this planet... I'm going to make sure that the first thing that comes out of my mouth is something that will disappoint them to no tomorrow. And I'll make sure that they are aware that 50% of marriages fail! Why am I saying this? Because I can't even count how many times in the past six months I have heard this stupid crap! Thanks, I'm so glad that everyone can't just congratulate me, but remind me of the negative things from other people on this planet, from people who get married too young and realize 4 months after that it was a big mistake, how fun divorces are and how you will be robbed of all your money in the process. How people change and you don't know who you are and your husband doesn't know who he is. I'm sorry, but in my opinion (and yes, definitely in some situations this is not the case but... from what I've seen) people give up too easily. Divorces happen way too often. I see people divorce because of money. MONEY?! Why? Why are you competing with the world on who makes more and why, oh why is this splitting up that never ending love you promised each other for eternity. Why are people being selfish and going off and cheating?! This is another reason why so many divorces take place, cheating. This isn't a blow to men more than women or vis-versa... but all-in-all, why did you marry someone that doesn't do it for you?? And sure, over time, after kids certain things sag, weight is gained, eyebrows arent' plucked... but at the end of the day, even if Darrin got fat, lost all his hair and lost his job, I'm so in love with this man that I couldn't just walk away and sleep with another man.
That's just my opinion though. Clearly with the amount of divorces and cheating that's going on - I could be alone on this. But that's one of my opinions.
Coming from a family that recently split up, there are good causes/reasons for two people to not be together. You cannot force someone to stay in a relationship that isn't healthy. Without going into details, I'm glad my parents split up because it wasn't healthy and long-term effects of staying in something so potent would lead to self destruction. These are fine, this is where a person, over time, can no longer cope with life issues, life stresses and things from the past. These are issues that would have happened regardless of marriage and who they're married to. So you can't justify that. The only thing worth justifying is:
A) You can't stay with someone like that, you will die inside
B) I'm not that person, in that relationship - so stop comparing me and commenting on how divorces are just as fun as the wedding planning and then wish me luck
C) I don't give up... if there's an issue in my relationship with the man I love, luckily we have the communication skills to be able to sit down, discuss the issue and find a fix for it.
D) I've been to hell and back about 18 times... I know what it takes to have a healthy and successful marriage and I will not back down from it. I will not give up and I will love forever.
I heart Tracey... she asked me to write it in my blog. You're welcome, Tracey.
The End.
Sure, we all make mistakes... but most people try and avoid big mistakes like that when you're posting it to the world in a blog that I'm slowly learning that a lot of people are reading. Luckily, I've heard nothing but good things - so that's nice :)
To all of my followers: thank you! Feel free to leave comments, I do like reading them :)
Okay, back of track! My diet... this Isagenix thing... gotta say, if you want to go by this diet stricly, like they suggest on every bottle, every mix and every pill you ingest - you're basically setting your life up for a very lonely few months. Anyone who has a partial social life (not even one where every weekend you go out drinking with your friends, or this or that) but even a slightly, one day a week, friendly drink for gossip... you're screwed. I've learned this. I tried and tried and tried to stay ontop of this diet so that I got the maximum results for all this money and starvation I put myself thru, only to realize that I can't do it so stricly!
I'm sorry, but the people who leave testimonies on the Isagenix website saying "I'm a mother of 4 and I just gave birth 2 weeks ago and have already lost 12 pounds!"
... Bullsh*t!
It's impossible. I have one baby, who's three years old, has snaggle teeth, is cross-eyed, furry and tries to eat people... and I can't even find the time to stick to this diet so closely! Even at work, where unless I trek to the basement of my building, stand in line for 10 minutes and buy a donut from Tim Horton's - it's actually hard to come across bad food. So, I'm lucky because if I bring in a healthy lunch (two hard-boiled eggs, salmon and an apple) it's not hard to stick to that and I'm still having a hard time sticking to this darn diet so strictly.
It is simply impossible for a monther of FOUR to be able to do this. Don't you feed your kids Kraft Dinner and french toast for the first 6 years of your kids life because you don't have time to cook huge healthy meals? Don't you forget to pluck your eyebrows for 7 months until your husband makes a comment about the bushes on your forehead because you're busy cleaning up puke, diarrhea and toys? HOW does anyone lose 12 lbs after having four kids. Bite me. That's not true.
So, what I'm trying to say is: This diet is very dependent on your ability to not go out, not do anything on weekends - because on weekends you cleanse and the only thing you're capable of doing is running to the bathroom every 20 minutes. Then for dinners during the week, you're stuck drinking a shake and a banana. That doesn't sound like a nice anniversary dinner with your fiance. Or Valentines Day? No steak for me, I'll drink this water and suck on the lemon...
Details about this diet you don't think about when you look at the big picture and read all these testimonies about how all these people lost pounds and pounds of weight. It's either:
A) They were fairly large to begin with and 12lbs is nothing compared to their overall body fat%
B) They have no life, no dating life, social life, fiance, boyfriend, husband, friends or children. So basically you're looking for a successful story from Britney Spears since she stopped the drug addiction (what ever happened to her?!)
or
C) You cheated!
I did my second cleanse on Saturday and it wasn't horrible like the last time. I just took shots of the cleansing stuff rather than taking the oz. and mixing it with water. Then I drank water all day. I painted the living room which kept me occupied. Painted one wall, went pee, painted the next wall, went pee, etc. You know how it goes...
I also helped load our 300 lbs mantel into the flatbed part of some farmers truck. That was fun, especially when half the weight of the mantel was on my fingers, crushing them and I had to pull my hands from underneath leaving chunks of my knuckles on the bed of his truck. Seriously, I saw remeninse (sp?) of it there... wicked. And my hand is still swollen and slightly grey (purple type-ish color). I thought for sure I broke my entire hand, but once the guy left, I walked into the house and realized that without much pain, I was able to move my whole hand. It just got huge by twice the size and is still extremely stiff, but... I'm dealing with it. Possibly just some trauma to my poor hand :(
... So that day was fun...
So far this week (it's Tuesday) I've been eating my salmon out of a can. Lots of professor's are making comments about the smells seeping out of my office. In the morning it smells like I sh*t myself because of my hard boiled eggs and then at lunch it smells like a fish hatchary, lol. Splendid. I also bought organic peanut butter yesterday! Tried it, FANTASTIC! It tastes just like peanuts. There's no sweetness to it. This sh*t is amazing and everyone should enjoy it's pureness. This is amazing stuff.
So I have that today with celery too. Excited to try them two together :)
Okay, so that's my newest blog posting.
Onto another topic: Wedding. It's less than 6 months away. As they say "you're life will end when you say "I DO". You know... I love hearing that!
I'm going to make sure that when someone I know is about to embark on one of the biggest events in their life, something that a girl has thought about since the day they saw the first pretty white gown, with sparkles and dimaonds all over, with that beautiful long train, where you commit to one another for the rest of your life on this planet... I'm going to make sure that the first thing that comes out of my mouth is something that will disappoint them to no tomorrow. And I'll make sure that they are aware that 50% of marriages fail! Why am I saying this? Because I can't even count how many times in the past six months I have heard this stupid crap! Thanks, I'm so glad that everyone can't just congratulate me, but remind me of the negative things from other people on this planet, from people who get married too young and realize 4 months after that it was a big mistake, how fun divorces are and how you will be robbed of all your money in the process. How people change and you don't know who you are and your husband doesn't know who he is. I'm sorry, but in my opinion (and yes, definitely in some situations this is not the case but... from what I've seen) people give up too easily. Divorces happen way too often. I see people divorce because of money. MONEY?! Why? Why are you competing with the world on who makes more and why, oh why is this splitting up that never ending love you promised each other for eternity. Why are people being selfish and going off and cheating?! This is another reason why so many divorces take place, cheating. This isn't a blow to men more than women or vis-versa... but all-in-all, why did you marry someone that doesn't do it for you?? And sure, over time, after kids certain things sag, weight is gained, eyebrows arent' plucked... but at the end of the day, even if Darrin got fat, lost all his hair and lost his job, I'm so in love with this man that I couldn't just walk away and sleep with another man.
That's just my opinion though. Clearly with the amount of divorces and cheating that's going on - I could be alone on this. But that's one of my opinions.
Coming from a family that recently split up, there are good causes/reasons for two people to not be together. You cannot force someone to stay in a relationship that isn't healthy. Without going into details, I'm glad my parents split up because it wasn't healthy and long-term effects of staying in something so potent would lead to self destruction. These are fine, this is where a person, over time, can no longer cope with life issues, life stresses and things from the past. These are issues that would have happened regardless of marriage and who they're married to. So you can't justify that. The only thing worth justifying is:
A) You can't stay with someone like that, you will die inside
B) I'm not that person, in that relationship - so stop comparing me and commenting on how divorces are just as fun as the wedding planning and then wish me luck
C) I don't give up... if there's an issue in my relationship with the man I love, luckily we have the communication skills to be able to sit down, discuss the issue and find a fix for it.
D) I've been to hell and back about 18 times... I know what it takes to have a healthy and successful marriage and I will not back down from it. I will not give up and I will love forever.
I heart Tracey... she asked me to write it in my blog. You're welcome, Tracey.
The End.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Few Days Off for a Restart
Ok... so apparently I know a lot about organic foods and this and that... but don't know sh*t when it comes to the appropriate diet for my body.
So I have to restart my Isagenix diet on Monday. Take a few days off and regain strength because, guess what? I was starving myself to malnutrition and turned into a balloon of water!
Last night was horrible. Not sure if you've noticed in my previous blog posting for most of this week, but I didn't speak too much about my weight and how I felt because quiet honestly, I was hitting rock bottom and didn't know how I felt about it. Yes, I went and ate chicken fingers, etc... and that definitely did not help my situation.
My daily schedule at the beginning (first week) was the same as this week, except I incorporated a hard-core workout too; which was the beginning of me falling into potentially serious health issues.
I still believe that Isagenix is key for a healthy lifestyle, as long as you are aware of a healthy diet; which I was not until someone enlightened me last night.
I would get up in the morning, have my shot of Ionix, a giant glass of water before I hopped in the shower and then my shake on the way to work. During my morning I wouldn't eat anything except tonnes of water and the Isasnacks and Isadelights; which technically don't even have a calorie count in them. Then for lunch, another shake and throughout the afternoon, nothing but water. Then I'd come home, starving and make a dinner of which I thought was appropriate... I had the right amount of veggies, protien (chicken or salmon) and organic brown rice. But the point I was completely missing was the sodium intake I was consuming with my dinner. I was putting salt on my chicken and using chicken broth to help with the taste of the rice. Well now that I know to look, I checked out the label on chicken broth and it has half my daily intake of sodium; when I shouldn't be having any!
Then I would wait until my food digested and then go down into the basement and do a hard-core workout that would burn 300 calories. Then have a big glass of water and snuggle until bedtime.
First mistake: I was starving myself and not taking in enough protein. Essential for a good diet. Then I was putting too much salt in my body; which makes you retain water and bloat. Then I was working out hard core and not giving my body the nutrients it needs afterwards to recooperate from the workout; which is why I am so sore from the workouts... my body was eating my muscles because I didn't have enough energy to burn during these workouts because my daily calorie intake was only 500! I should be consuming more than double that.
So, I'm sitting on the couch yesterday thinking "I feel bloated and fat because of the chicken fingers"... so I jumped on the scale and realized that I am weighing more now than I did when I started the diet! I looked in the mirror and saw a four-month pregnant belly. I am not joking people... I could easily be mistaken as pregnant.
I guess I was in denial... I figured since I'm already tiny, that a smaller diet would benefit me somehow. No... this is not the case!
I was running on empty, I had no energy and because I looked and weighed so big for this past week, I started eating less! This is when people get caught up in an eating disorder, EASILY. Luckily, I don't have the patience to allow myself to get that far and called up my consultant for the Isangeix and he instantly told me everything I am doing wrong and why my body is acting this way. I thought the shakes were giving me everything I needed, but they're not. They're simply giving me the nutrients and energy that I need so my body is in optimum health and also is allowing my body to cleanse the food I am putting into it and sifting thru all the toxins. There's a point to these shakes and cleanses... to be healthier. But a proper diet with it is essential. I had no clue! I should have looked this up.
So starting on Monday, I'm re-starting my diet properly.
Ionix shot in the morning. Glass of water. Shake.
Mid-Morning I will take my Accelorator and two hard-boiled eggs.
Lunch I will have a balanced meal with chicken, rice and veggies.
Mid-Afternoon I will have walnuts or some form of protein.
Dinner, I will come home, first work out and then take my shake; which will boost the energy I just burned and not allow my body to fall apart and bloat like a staving African child. Then a banana and juice (organic).
All mixed with lots of water to flush my system.
I was doing it wrong, oh so wrong.
I'm so embarassed for anyone who is reading this. You make such a large step in your health but end up back peddling. I wasn't even sure if I was going to write about this, but I figured a lot of people are interested in this diet and want to see how it pans out... and I assume some people are trusting me to give the right information so they can make a decision also. So I'm telling you - any diet... you must read up on it. You must stick by the rules, because I broke some and tried to compensate by eating less and I ended up exploding and feeling so horrible about myself and just overall health.
No, I do not have an eating disorder. I'm eating normally today, no shakes, nothing and so on for this weekend to regain the sugar and fat that I have completely lost the past week. My bloating has gone down considerably since this morning and I have energy.
The first week was perfect... I enjoyed it, I was feeling great, I was losing inches. I felt good... but when I incorporated the working out... was when it went downhill. I was burning calories I didn't have! It's like trying to drive across Canada on an empty tank of gas...
Anyway, I will keep you all posted.
Can we look at the positive and say "trial and error"?
So I have to restart my Isagenix diet on Monday. Take a few days off and regain strength because, guess what? I was starving myself to malnutrition and turned into a balloon of water!
Last night was horrible. Not sure if you've noticed in my previous blog posting for most of this week, but I didn't speak too much about my weight and how I felt because quiet honestly, I was hitting rock bottom and didn't know how I felt about it. Yes, I went and ate chicken fingers, etc... and that definitely did not help my situation.
My daily schedule at the beginning (first week) was the same as this week, except I incorporated a hard-core workout too; which was the beginning of me falling into potentially serious health issues.
I still believe that Isagenix is key for a healthy lifestyle, as long as you are aware of a healthy diet; which I was not until someone enlightened me last night.
I would get up in the morning, have my shot of Ionix, a giant glass of water before I hopped in the shower and then my shake on the way to work. During my morning I wouldn't eat anything except tonnes of water and the Isasnacks and Isadelights; which technically don't even have a calorie count in them. Then for lunch, another shake and throughout the afternoon, nothing but water. Then I'd come home, starving and make a dinner of which I thought was appropriate... I had the right amount of veggies, protien (chicken or salmon) and organic brown rice. But the point I was completely missing was the sodium intake I was consuming with my dinner. I was putting salt on my chicken and using chicken broth to help with the taste of the rice. Well now that I know to look, I checked out the label on chicken broth and it has half my daily intake of sodium; when I shouldn't be having any!
Then I would wait until my food digested and then go down into the basement and do a hard-core workout that would burn 300 calories. Then have a big glass of water and snuggle until bedtime.
First mistake: I was starving myself and not taking in enough protein. Essential for a good diet. Then I was putting too much salt in my body; which makes you retain water and bloat. Then I was working out hard core and not giving my body the nutrients it needs afterwards to recooperate from the workout; which is why I am so sore from the workouts... my body was eating my muscles because I didn't have enough energy to burn during these workouts because my daily calorie intake was only 500! I should be consuming more than double that.
So, I'm sitting on the couch yesterday thinking "I feel bloated and fat because of the chicken fingers"... so I jumped on the scale and realized that I am weighing more now than I did when I started the diet! I looked in the mirror and saw a four-month pregnant belly. I am not joking people... I could easily be mistaken as pregnant.
I guess I was in denial... I figured since I'm already tiny, that a smaller diet would benefit me somehow. No... this is not the case!
I was running on empty, I had no energy and because I looked and weighed so big for this past week, I started eating less! This is when people get caught up in an eating disorder, EASILY. Luckily, I don't have the patience to allow myself to get that far and called up my consultant for the Isangeix and he instantly told me everything I am doing wrong and why my body is acting this way. I thought the shakes were giving me everything I needed, but they're not. They're simply giving me the nutrients and energy that I need so my body is in optimum health and also is allowing my body to cleanse the food I am putting into it and sifting thru all the toxins. There's a point to these shakes and cleanses... to be healthier. But a proper diet with it is essential. I had no clue! I should have looked this up.
So starting on Monday, I'm re-starting my diet properly.
Ionix shot in the morning. Glass of water. Shake.
Mid-Morning I will take my Accelorator and two hard-boiled eggs.
Lunch I will have a balanced meal with chicken, rice and veggies.
Mid-Afternoon I will have walnuts or some form of protein.
Dinner, I will come home, first work out and then take my shake; which will boost the energy I just burned and not allow my body to fall apart and bloat like a staving African child. Then a banana and juice (organic).
All mixed with lots of water to flush my system.
I was doing it wrong, oh so wrong.
I'm so embarassed for anyone who is reading this. You make such a large step in your health but end up back peddling. I wasn't even sure if I was going to write about this, but I figured a lot of people are interested in this diet and want to see how it pans out... and I assume some people are trusting me to give the right information so they can make a decision also. So I'm telling you - any diet... you must read up on it. You must stick by the rules, because I broke some and tried to compensate by eating less and I ended up exploding and feeling so horrible about myself and just overall health.
No, I do not have an eating disorder. I'm eating normally today, no shakes, nothing and so on for this weekend to regain the sugar and fat that I have completely lost the past week. My bloating has gone down considerably since this morning and I have energy.
The first week was perfect... I enjoyed it, I was feeling great, I was losing inches. I felt good... but when I incorporated the working out... was when it went downhill. I was burning calories I didn't have! It's like trying to drive across Canada on an empty tank of gas...
Anyway, I will keep you all posted.
Can we look at the positive and say "trial and error"?
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Isagenix Day 10
Alright...
I don't know what happened, but I decided that going across the street to the good'ol Dawghouse pub (don't judge, this place is friggen fantastic) for some chicken fingers and not just fries... but a poutine would be a splendid idea. I decided I needed some serious girl-talk and catch-up time with my friend Melissa. So we trekked over there.
I had the most delish beer, chicken fingers, poutine, honey garlic sauce and plum sauce. Omg... tell me I'm joking! No... I'm not. I friggen did this!
I prepared all day yesterday for this fantastic and well-deserved meal. I stuck with my shakes and ate nothing more. I was ready to take this on and ready to take over the world with a plump tummy full of amazing and greasy food.
Have I ever regretted something more in my life? So far, I haven't been able to find anything. Sure... taking that shot of Tequilla on my birthday that lead me to crawling to the kitchen the next morning to get my fix of bacon is on my list... along with jumping off that swing when I was 10 at the park and smoking my head on the bar is up there too... or even dating M.C. in high school is a major regret. But... eating chicken fingers and a poutine for dinner last night is seriously the worst decision I've ever made. It even tops buying the Bible that continues to haunt my house and refuses to leave!
I'm not being dramatic here... but I seriously wish I hadn't done this. Sure, the situation called for it. I'm not going to go to a pub with a friend I haven't seen in a while and order water and a garden salad with low-fat dressing on the side - or so I thought. This, would have been a fantastic idea!
...I'm angry (can you tell?) because I feel like absolute CRAP! I suppose this is a good and bad thing, all mixed together in one. I mean, now I feel and can see how I felt every single day on my regular diet. I had nothing to compare it to, so I thought I felt fine every day! I thought feeling sluggish, and bloated, and so tired I've been accidently rolling my eyes at students all day (oops) was a normal thing! I blamed it on not getting enough sleep, or being stressed, or the alcohol I may or may not have consumed the night before (I'm not an alcoholic, but from time-to-time it's nice to come home from work and have a couple of beers or glasses of wine). But I will confidently blame this regular, daily occurance; of which I thought was normal... on my diet. Simple. Plain and f***ing simple! I'm raging...
...I think people honestly find excuses for why they feel like crap because they're too lazy to do something about their diet. I think people who are in a rough spot, or are stressed find it easier to mound down on food rather then get off their ass and stop feeling sorry for themselves, work out for half an hour and eat properly!
I bet you that my PMS will be minimal this month! I bet... I won't even notice. Now, keep in mind, I'm always an angel and PMS doesn't effect me :) I'm juuuuuust kidding. Darrin has learned the ropes and knows not to argue with me, even if I'm telling him to pick the lint off the floor because it's an eye sore. And he's learned to really... just stay the f*** out of my way. Good boy. I bet... he won't even know this month!
Diet is essential! I couldn't wait to get up in the morning and roll my sorry ass out of bed and make myself a shake. You don't even know! I felt so tired and fatigued this morning that I didn't even want to put on my FACE! Something I thoroughly enjoy on a daily basis. If I got sick of putting on make-up... there was be something detimental (sp?) going on and someone should call 911.
And no, it wasn't because I had too much to drink (I had a beer) and I went to bed at 11 and slept thru the whole entire night... I can tell!
I can tell now, and feel the difference. The feeling this morning felt too familiar. Why? Because I've felt this way every day for my entire life! And now, for the past 10 days... I've been able to feel great in the morning and feel great all day long!
It's insane people. Truly.
I'm so in-love with Isagenix that I would consider joining a cult if there was one.
McDonald's French Fries? No thank you!
...the world can now gasp at what I just said, perform a standing ovation and high-five me.
I don't know what happened, but I decided that going across the street to the good'ol Dawghouse pub (don't judge, this place is friggen fantastic) for some chicken fingers and not just fries... but a poutine would be a splendid idea. I decided I needed some serious girl-talk and catch-up time with my friend Melissa. So we trekked over there.
I had the most delish beer, chicken fingers, poutine, honey garlic sauce and plum sauce. Omg... tell me I'm joking! No... I'm not. I friggen did this!
I prepared all day yesterday for this fantastic and well-deserved meal. I stuck with my shakes and ate nothing more. I was ready to take this on and ready to take over the world with a plump tummy full of amazing and greasy food.
Have I ever regretted something more in my life? So far, I haven't been able to find anything. Sure... taking that shot of Tequilla on my birthday that lead me to crawling to the kitchen the next morning to get my fix of bacon is on my list... along with jumping off that swing when I was 10 at the park and smoking my head on the bar is up there too... or even dating M.C. in high school is a major regret. But... eating chicken fingers and a poutine for dinner last night is seriously the worst decision I've ever made. It even tops buying the Bible that continues to haunt my house and refuses to leave!
I'm not being dramatic here... but I seriously wish I hadn't done this. Sure, the situation called for it. I'm not going to go to a pub with a friend I haven't seen in a while and order water and a garden salad with low-fat dressing on the side - or so I thought. This, would have been a fantastic idea!
...I'm angry (can you tell?) because I feel like absolute CRAP! I suppose this is a good and bad thing, all mixed together in one. I mean, now I feel and can see how I felt every single day on my regular diet. I had nothing to compare it to, so I thought I felt fine every day! I thought feeling sluggish, and bloated, and so tired I've been accidently rolling my eyes at students all day (oops) was a normal thing! I blamed it on not getting enough sleep, or being stressed, or the alcohol I may or may not have consumed the night before (I'm not an alcoholic, but from time-to-time it's nice to come home from work and have a couple of beers or glasses of wine). But I will confidently blame this regular, daily occurance; of which I thought was normal... on my diet. Simple. Plain and f***ing simple! I'm raging...
...I think people honestly find excuses for why they feel like crap because they're too lazy to do something about their diet. I think people who are in a rough spot, or are stressed find it easier to mound down on food rather then get off their ass and stop feeling sorry for themselves, work out for half an hour and eat properly!
I bet you that my PMS will be minimal this month! I bet... I won't even notice. Now, keep in mind, I'm always an angel and PMS doesn't effect me :) I'm juuuuuust kidding. Darrin has learned the ropes and knows not to argue with me, even if I'm telling him to pick the lint off the floor because it's an eye sore. And he's learned to really... just stay the f*** out of my way. Good boy. I bet... he won't even know this month!
Diet is essential! I couldn't wait to get up in the morning and roll my sorry ass out of bed and make myself a shake. You don't even know! I felt so tired and fatigued this morning that I didn't even want to put on my FACE! Something I thoroughly enjoy on a daily basis. If I got sick of putting on make-up... there was be something detimental (sp?) going on and someone should call 911.
And no, it wasn't because I had too much to drink (I had a beer) and I went to bed at 11 and slept thru the whole entire night... I can tell!
I can tell now, and feel the difference. The feeling this morning felt too familiar. Why? Because I've felt this way every day for my entire life! And now, for the past 10 days... I've been able to feel great in the morning and feel great all day long!
It's insane people. Truly.
I'm so in-love with Isagenix that I would consider joining a cult if there was one.
McDonald's French Fries? No thank you!
...the world can now gasp at what I just said, perform a standing ovation and high-five me.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Isagenix Day 9
So my day 9 is going well. It's Tuesday... things are hectic at work... my body is finally getting use to peeing 24/7 and it's not fazing me anymore; which is nice.
Since Sunday night, I've started working out too. I bought the Biggest Loser Workout. Again, not because I need to lose weight, but because this sh*t is a cardio workout at it's best! I suggest it for anyone. It works out your ass like you're about to walk down the Victoria Secret runway (hey, it's a dream)... damn you, Jessica Stam, damn you.
Anyway, before I get more bitter that one of my best friends from grade 7 and 8 is now one of the most beautiful top models in the world... b*tch... I will move on from this.
Tantrum, completed.
So I'm doing the workouts every night. They last for 30 minutes; which includes a 5 minute warm-up; which I find essential for a good workout and to prevent any muscles from tearing. Then a 20 minute workout; which does cardio... but doesn't leave me gasping for air. This is essential for me as I have chronic asthma and can't go running marathons, or even one lap around my condo area... it's sad, really. One lap, jogging takes less than 2 minutes and I've tried... and I ended up dry heaving it was so painful to breathe. Anyway... and then 5 minutes of stretching to complete the work out.
As of today, I can't bend my legs to pick anything up because it's uncomfortable and due to the push-ups they have you do in the video... my boobs really hurt... but that's ok... I'm protective over them anyway. It's an awesome workout and I have a huge crush on Bob Harper. I will have him someday, along with Keanu Reeves and Vinni off Jersey Shore.
Otherwise, my diet is going well... I'm feeling great. Sleeping like a baby... and still willing to kill the next person I see eating a McDonald's French Fry. Some things never change.
Now, onto other things because in my opinion - my blogs are starting to sound the same everyday...
So far 2011 has let me down. This isn't a negative outlook on things and I will prove it to you with my following stories:
1. Got my hair did... got a little trim (want long locks for my wedding day) and got it curled all nice and pretty. The little turd that we curling my hair with one of those, you know, HOT irons that have no plastic around them to prevent any serious damage... decided she was going to give me 2nd degree burns on my neck. I'm sitting there and first of all she burns my ear. I yelp, oh so slightly to let her know to watch the eff out. She apologizes and moves on. Okay, so my ear is already burnt and I'm sitting there clenching my fits, jaw and butt cheeks hoping this doesn't happen again. The next chunk of hair she starts curling she burns the back of my neck. SO badly that it was on there for a few seconds. Long enough for me to think about what was going on and to hear it sizzling on my skin. When I was yelping and dying at the same time, the idiot thought she was pulling my hair! So instead of pulling away from my skin, she pulls in closer... burning deeper. I had a beautiful chunk of skin gone, with a lovely blister and now a permanent scar.
2. Got my nails did the other day. Gel nails of course. My nails are so weak that even if I could grow them without continously biting them like it's McDonald's French Fry... they would split all the time from all the typing and paper work I handle on a daily basis. So I get my nails done. I walk into this place and the chick mutilates my fingers. She saws away at my nails to shorten them and sure enough, with a sandpaper nail file... files so deep and SO hard... that now four of my fingertips are bleeding and to this day... swollen, red and pussy (is there no other way of spelling that word?!). Needless to say, I'm not happy camper and trust no one!
Going forward, I try and find the plus side of everything and am focusing on my long hair without split ends that can luckily cover what now looks like a permanent hicky and my nails are nicely done with blood marks under my nailtips.
Splendid.
Going on with life, I will continue my Isagenix and keep all you peeps updated on the progress. Now that it's the new year... I will also keep everyone posted on my wedding plans... since it's consuming my life along with this diet, work, Billie's evil mastermind and daily attempts to kill everyone in sight and the fact that I'm secretly hoping that the new neighbour across the way is Keanu Reeves...
Since Sunday night, I've started working out too. I bought the Biggest Loser Workout. Again, not because I need to lose weight, but because this sh*t is a cardio workout at it's best! I suggest it for anyone. It works out your ass like you're about to walk down the Victoria Secret runway (hey, it's a dream)... damn you, Jessica Stam, damn you.
Anyway, before I get more bitter that one of my best friends from grade 7 and 8 is now one of the most beautiful top models in the world... b*tch... I will move on from this.
Tantrum, completed.
So I'm doing the workouts every night. They last for 30 minutes; which includes a 5 minute warm-up; which I find essential for a good workout and to prevent any muscles from tearing. Then a 20 minute workout; which does cardio... but doesn't leave me gasping for air. This is essential for me as I have chronic asthma and can't go running marathons, or even one lap around my condo area... it's sad, really. One lap, jogging takes less than 2 minutes and I've tried... and I ended up dry heaving it was so painful to breathe. Anyway... and then 5 minutes of stretching to complete the work out.
As of today, I can't bend my legs to pick anything up because it's uncomfortable and due to the push-ups they have you do in the video... my boobs really hurt... but that's ok... I'm protective over them anyway. It's an awesome workout and I have a huge crush on Bob Harper. I will have him someday, along with Keanu Reeves and Vinni off Jersey Shore.
Otherwise, my diet is going well... I'm feeling great. Sleeping like a baby... and still willing to kill the next person I see eating a McDonald's French Fry. Some things never change.
Now, onto other things because in my opinion - my blogs are starting to sound the same everyday...
So far 2011 has let me down. This isn't a negative outlook on things and I will prove it to you with my following stories:
1. Got my hair did... got a little trim (want long locks for my wedding day) and got it curled all nice and pretty. The little turd that we curling my hair with one of those, you know, HOT irons that have no plastic around them to prevent any serious damage... decided she was going to give me 2nd degree burns on my neck. I'm sitting there and first of all she burns my ear. I yelp, oh so slightly to let her know to watch the eff out. She apologizes and moves on. Okay, so my ear is already burnt and I'm sitting there clenching my fits, jaw and butt cheeks hoping this doesn't happen again. The next chunk of hair she starts curling she burns the back of my neck. SO badly that it was on there for a few seconds. Long enough for me to think about what was going on and to hear it sizzling on my skin. When I was yelping and dying at the same time, the idiot thought she was pulling my hair! So instead of pulling away from my skin, she pulls in closer... burning deeper. I had a beautiful chunk of skin gone, with a lovely blister and now a permanent scar.
2. Got my nails did the other day. Gel nails of course. My nails are so weak that even if I could grow them without continously biting them like it's McDonald's French Fry... they would split all the time from all the typing and paper work I handle on a daily basis. So I get my nails done. I walk into this place and the chick mutilates my fingers. She saws away at my nails to shorten them and sure enough, with a sandpaper nail file... files so deep and SO hard... that now four of my fingertips are bleeding and to this day... swollen, red and pussy (is there no other way of spelling that word?!). Needless to say, I'm not happy camper and trust no one!
Going forward, I try and find the plus side of everything and am focusing on my long hair without split ends that can luckily cover what now looks like a permanent hicky and my nails are nicely done with blood marks under my nailtips.
Splendid.
Going on with life, I will continue my Isagenix and keep all you peeps updated on the progress. Now that it's the new year... I will also keep everyone posted on my wedding plans... since it's consuming my life along with this diet, work, Billie's evil mastermind and daily attempts to kill everyone in sight and the fact that I'm secretly hoping that the new neighbour across the way is Keanu Reeves...
Monday, January 17, 2011
Isagenix Day 5, 6, 7, 8
Alright, I realize that I haven't posted anything for a bit and there are reasons:
1. Friday I had a migraine at work. I believe it was from the way I slept the night before and it just grew from hunger and stress throughout the day. I had it in the morning and it went away during my lunch; which is when I write my blogs. I've noticed since being on Isagenix that medication works faster and better! Within 10 minutes the Advil I took completely killed my migraine (I suffer from migraines, have since I was 7... and Advil has never worked that fast and effective, ever). I was very impressed and blame it all on the Isagenix and the fact that I don't have as many toxins in my body for it to fight against.
2. Friday night; which is when I could have taken some time to write my blog, I was enjoying my first beer since my diet start-date. I felt guilty the whole time, but omg it was f*cking fantastic! I would never trade the first sip of an ice-cold brewski when it's been a while and you know your intake is limited. I also spent the rest of my night watching Harold and Kumar. Epic movie.
3. Saturday was my Deep Cleanse Day. I will go into more detail about this (this list is simply why I haven't written). Once I explain what I went thru, you'll understand why I haven't gotten around to blog posting.
4. Deep Cleanse Day #2. FML.
So here we are, today, Monday, January 17th, 2011. The 8th day of my Isagenix 30-Day Cleanse. Challenge - guaranteed.
The Deep Cleanse Days are the days during your cleanse when you realize how sweet the release of death would be. How magnificent it would be to just grill a juicy meaty burger on your BBQ. How amazing the taste of a giant glass of wine would taste...
Basically a Deep Cleanse day is where you drink 4 glasses of water with 4 oz. of Deep Cleanse CRAP! Crap is what I call it because that is exactly what it is. It looks like green, bubbly syrup that if followed by a giant diarrhea you might take after a loooong night of boozing. It's seriously disgusting. I hated it. I wanted to puke every time I drank this CRAP. So anyway, I made sure these drinks were as diluted as I possibly could make them; which I think in hinds-sight was a bad idea considering I ended up having to drink more. Regardless, I drank four of those throughout the day and pounded water. Seriously, I think a liter of water every 30 minutes. Needless to say every 20 minutes I was in the bathroom peeing up a storm. I've never peed so much. The only entertaining thing about my weekend was that my pee was lime green. Kind of funky.
Unfortunately, due to the intake of water I needed to consume and the amount of time I was spending in the bathroom, I couldn't do much with my day. So I did many loads of laundry and played with Billie, along with watching TV and movies. I forgot how amazing the movie The Hott Chick is. "But it's me! Jessica!"
So that's what a Deep Isagenix Cleanse is. In the morning, when it was time to shower and get ready for my day: I was out of breath from just washing my hair. My arms felt like I was holding up a 20 lbs child above my head for 20 minutes and all I wanted to do was sleep. Not to mention the fact that my blood sugar and pressure was so low that every time I stood up, I would almost pass out. Apparently this is normal. Ugh.
So that was my weekend. Yesterday I did some measurements:
Before you start your 30-Day Cleanse you measure everything:
Neck
Upper Arms
Chest/Rib Cage
Abdomen
Hips
Ass (Buttocks)
Upper Thighs
Knee Caps
Then you add up all the inches and mark it down on this diary sheet you get with all your packages.
Then after 8 days, you measure everything again.
I ended up losing 12.3 inches in total. 2.5 inches off my ass. 2 inches off my stomach. 1 inch off each thigh, .5 inch off each upper arm and .25 off my neck! My neck!!!
I'm starting to believe this sh*t actually works guys. Again, I'm not doing this to lose weight. I'm doing it for the health benefits. Besides the feeling dizzy, almost falling down, the hatred I have towards anyone eating an Everything Bagel with Herb and Garlic Cream Cheese, toasted with a large regular coffee, this Isagenix stuff really is amazing and I will preach to anyone who wants to be a healthier person - to start off with this.
As for today, I feel fantastic. I’m lively again and not willing to attack anyone eating a large fry with ketchup. Or a Boston Cream Donut… Ooh or a funnel cake. For some reason, I want to trek to Canada’s Wonderland and hound that place…
I’m back on my shakes, everything is running smoothly and my cravings, yet again have diminished since my last posting.
All in all, I’m feeling good about my decision, I am so pleased. I’m read to take on the day!
Tonight I am making Canadian Wild Glazed Salmon, grilled with organic brown rice and asparagus. Yumm.
Still… McDonald’s French fries are on my mind.
1. Friday I had a migraine at work. I believe it was from the way I slept the night before and it just grew from hunger and stress throughout the day. I had it in the morning and it went away during my lunch; which is when I write my blogs. I've noticed since being on Isagenix that medication works faster and better! Within 10 minutes the Advil I took completely killed my migraine (I suffer from migraines, have since I was 7... and Advil has never worked that fast and effective, ever). I was very impressed and blame it all on the Isagenix and the fact that I don't have as many toxins in my body for it to fight against.
2. Friday night; which is when I could have taken some time to write my blog, I was enjoying my first beer since my diet start-date. I felt guilty the whole time, but omg it was f*cking fantastic! I would never trade the first sip of an ice-cold brewski when it's been a while and you know your intake is limited. I also spent the rest of my night watching Harold and Kumar. Epic movie.
3. Saturday was my Deep Cleanse Day. I will go into more detail about this (this list is simply why I haven't written). Once I explain what I went thru, you'll understand why I haven't gotten around to blog posting.
4. Deep Cleanse Day #2. FML.
So here we are, today, Monday, January 17th, 2011. The 8th day of my Isagenix 30-Day Cleanse. Challenge - guaranteed.
The Deep Cleanse Days are the days during your cleanse when you realize how sweet the release of death would be. How magnificent it would be to just grill a juicy meaty burger on your BBQ. How amazing the taste of a giant glass of wine would taste...
Basically a Deep Cleanse day is where you drink 4 glasses of water with 4 oz. of Deep Cleanse CRAP! Crap is what I call it because that is exactly what it is. It looks like green, bubbly syrup that if followed by a giant diarrhea you might take after a loooong night of boozing. It's seriously disgusting. I hated it. I wanted to puke every time I drank this CRAP. So anyway, I made sure these drinks were as diluted as I possibly could make them; which I think in hinds-sight was a bad idea considering I ended up having to drink more. Regardless, I drank four of those throughout the day and pounded water. Seriously, I think a liter of water every 30 minutes. Needless to say every 20 minutes I was in the bathroom peeing up a storm. I've never peed so much. The only entertaining thing about my weekend was that my pee was lime green. Kind of funky.
Unfortunately, due to the intake of water I needed to consume and the amount of time I was spending in the bathroom, I couldn't do much with my day. So I did many loads of laundry and played with Billie, along with watching TV and movies. I forgot how amazing the movie The Hott Chick is. "But it's me! Jessica!"
So that's what a Deep Isagenix Cleanse is. In the morning, when it was time to shower and get ready for my day: I was out of breath from just washing my hair. My arms felt like I was holding up a 20 lbs child above my head for 20 minutes and all I wanted to do was sleep. Not to mention the fact that my blood sugar and pressure was so low that every time I stood up, I would almost pass out. Apparently this is normal. Ugh.
So that was my weekend. Yesterday I did some measurements:
Before you start your 30-Day Cleanse you measure everything:
Neck
Upper Arms
Chest/Rib Cage
Abdomen
Hips
Ass (Buttocks)
Upper Thighs
Knee Caps
Then you add up all the inches and mark it down on this diary sheet you get with all your packages.
Then after 8 days, you measure everything again.
I ended up losing 12.3 inches in total. 2.5 inches off my ass. 2 inches off my stomach. 1 inch off each thigh, .5 inch off each upper arm and .25 off my neck! My neck!!!
I'm starting to believe this sh*t actually works guys. Again, I'm not doing this to lose weight. I'm doing it for the health benefits. Besides the feeling dizzy, almost falling down, the hatred I have towards anyone eating an Everything Bagel with Herb and Garlic Cream Cheese, toasted with a large regular coffee, this Isagenix stuff really is amazing and I will preach to anyone who wants to be a healthier person - to start off with this.
As for today, I feel fantastic. I’m lively again and not willing to attack anyone eating a large fry with ketchup. Or a Boston Cream Donut… Ooh or a funnel cake. For some reason, I want to trek to Canada’s Wonderland and hound that place…
I’m back on my shakes, everything is running smoothly and my cravings, yet again have diminished since my last posting.
All in all, I’m feeling good about my decision, I am so pleased. I’m read to take on the day!
Tonight I am making Canadian Wild Glazed Salmon, grilled with organic brown rice and asparagus. Yumm.
Still… McDonald’s French fries are on my mind.
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