Hockey Daze and Choco Craze

While the rest of the people around me are gripped by hockey mania and are held rapt by the Canucks quest for to bring Lord Stanley's coveted cup home, I am gripped with...what's the opposite of mania? Not that I am not happy for our boys in blue and this town finally getting a real chance at what has been sought for so long. Ok, I will just come out and say it. I just don't really don't like hockey *waits for the lightening strike*. Nothing? Ok, good. It would be hypocritical of me at this point to shed my apathy and actually start watching games. The excitement around here is pretty cool though, I will admit. There are Canucks flags everywhere, and "Go Canucks Go" and "I Believe" with the Canucks trademark hockey stick logo on it. People flock to the streets by the thousands after every game. Canucks fever has gripped every man, woman and child in this town, well, almost. ;)

While the battle for the ultimate hockey glory wages on, I am still trying to do my thing. My life is fraught with temptation...especially in the form of teenagers pushing their chocolate crack in my school. Every day some kid is at my door with this giant box o'choco heaven. Fraaaaaaack. The mint ones are especially amazing. Er...so I hear. Dang them.

I have ridden the bike in the garage a few time now. I was sick this past week, so missed two days. I was well in time to play a double-header on Sunday though. It was a lot of moving and running, so I felt like I got some good exercise. We have a tournament this weekend starting at the horrific hour of 8 a.m. Kill me now. Don't people know this is a beer league?? Eight o'clock is way too frickin serious for people who drink and smoke whilst doing their athletics. But, I will put on my big girl panties and drag my ass out there. Why? Because I kinda love it. My team is awesome. All day long I get to hear dirty ball jokes and jokes about finding holes, you know, really mature shit like that. What's not to love?

The scale says I am about two lbs down.

I will take it!


Wish me luck kicking softball ass on Saturday...ugh...morning!

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Challenge

My good friend Cory, who keeps kicking my lazy ass in gear, has reminded me that we had a weight-loss challenge a while back. Gee, thanks Cory, what are you some kinda friggin' elephant- you never forget anything??

So my challenge is to lose 25 lbs by August. Yargh. This will put me back to my all-time low of 165, which I reached for about five minutes many months ago.

My plan is to reign in the bad eating habits I have fallen back into and get back to regular exercise. I have my bike in my mom's garage, and I think I will keep it there. When the days get warmer, it will be the coolest place to work out. I have also joined a gym in the city my boyfriend, Terry, lives in. He and I must go at least two times a week.

One cool thing is that I have joined Terry's brother's slow-pitch team. They are a very fun bunch to play with, and it gets me moving for a few hrs on Sundays! I love playing ball again. It has been about six years since I have played slow-pitch, and 20 since I played fast-pitch. Wow...I am friggin old. I loved playing ball as a kid, and I was always our clean-up batter. It still is a challenge to hit the slow-moving pitches I get now though. It sucks to not be the batter I once was, but I am trying new things to improve ma skillz. At least I am still doing well on first base!

Wish me luck for my two games on Sunday! Goooooo Guzzlers!

Ok, deep breath, here I go to break through the inertia of laziness...

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The good, bad and ugly

So this is what it feels like to be resurrected from the dusty floor in the land of the lost forgotten and neglected blogs. *cough*

I will not be going into any of the gory details of what brought me here, but here are the highlights of what is new with me.

1. I am separated from my husband
2. I am in a new relationship.
3. I am currently living with my mom until my house sells and I can stop paying for half the mortgage
4. I have gained twenty lbs in the last five months.


How do I feel about all this?

1. Horrible for hurting him, but relieved to be out of a relationship that made me unhappy.
2. Very, very happy...he is a sweet, loving man.
3. Frustrated
4. Completely disgusted with myself.


I started to gain weight soon after all the relationship shit hit the fan. I was mega stressed, super emotional and had no routine whatsoever. I exercised not at all and started eating whatever I wanted. Then my cat got sick and I just had to put her down.

I feel so gross...my clothes fit somewhat, but more and more are to tight. I am about a size 12 now from a 8/10 before. I feel self-conscious and just icky.

I have my exercise bike now, so that's a start. It helped me lose my first forty lbs oh-so long ago.


So I guess what I am saying is my life is very different now, and I am slowly getting my shit back on track.

I hope that those of you who once read my blog, and I once followed are all doing well. I missed you.


Until I blog again...


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Sisters

I'm living in land o' boxes right now since we are moving in just a few days. I just wanted to share this pic I put together. I had this great picture of my sister and I from a while ago, and she said, "Hey, we should do a new picture now that I have my braces off!" So at my little cousin's wedding, I took a new picture of us. I thought my face looked a bit chubby in the old pic, but wow,  I can really see a change in my face with about a 20 lb weight loss. :)

Ain't my sister purty? I am so lucky to have such a great sister! We didn't always get along when we were teenagers (we're only 11 months apart), but she's one of my best friends and a lot of fun to be with. Love ya sis!

Wish me luck with the big move! Next blog will be from my beautiful new house!