Monday, December 29, 2008

Ridin' Dirty

Last night the boyfriend and I were driving around trying to figure out what to do. As we were making our way to the strip we drove past a strip club - not uncommon as strip clubs are to Vegas as Starbucks are to Washington - but something in the parking lot caught my attention. "Parked" in a space right up front sat a bicycle in all its glory. The bike was not a mountain bike or a road bike. It was one of those small street bikes. It didn't even have a kick stand; it was seriously just laying there. But I must admit, the bike owner came prepared. Just in case he scored with a stripper and she wanted to go home with him, the bike had a nice set of pegs for a second rider.

Freaking hilarious!

Monday, December 15, 2008

Snow Day

In terms of weather, Vegas doesn't have too many surprises up its sleeve. Chances are good that it is going to be sunny 90 percent of the time. But Las Vegans were in for a treat today. The sun is not shining. It's actually snowing out there. And the snow is actually sticking to the ground. It's pretty amazing!

I remember the first time I ever saw snow here. I was in second grade and the principal's voice came over the loud speaker and told the whole school it was snowing. My teacher, Ms. Weber, opened the door and let us run outside to catch a snowflake. It was magical. Sixteen years later, it's still pretty magical.

**Only in Vegas**

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Chocolate-Covered Lays Potato Chips: Kill Me Now!

Yes, yes. Quite possibly the nastiest sounding chocolate ever. When in reality, the tastiest! Why oh why, did I have to pick Christmas time to decide to lose some weight? Success may not be in the stars, my friends. At least not with chocolate-covered Lays around.

I've got Skills

If picking was an Olympic Sport, I'd win the gold metal. Not only am I a skilled physical picker but I also have quite a talent with verbal picking. The boyfriend will vouch for both!

Wednesday, December 3, 2008


January 1, 2007 I joined Weight Watchers. I had hit 200 pounds and was truly disgusted with myself. As my WW leader described it, it was the last straw. I joined, I rigorously stuck to it, and nine months later I was 50 pounds lighter. I was elated. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, that was until I reached my goal. Then the hardest thing I had to do was keep that weight off. I was unsuccessful at that part.

It is now December 3, 2008. I have not gained all 50 pounds back, but I sure as hell feel that way. I have gained 15 pounds back, but I look at my picture at 200 pounds, and I look at my picture at 165 and I don't see a 35 pound difference.

After Thanksgiving, I expected my weight to go up, and I predicted correctly. I successfully gained about 5 pounds over the Thanksgiving holiday. GROSS! And I hit the 170 mark on the scale. Something I have dreaded seeing.

So on December 1st (it's always better when I start at the beginning of the month) I started my "weight loss journey" once again. And I do hope I'm successful. But it is so hard. It's not even the food part that's the worst, it the going to the gym part. When I was on my first journey, I honestly grew to love the gym. I would get on the treadmill and jog out all my aggression to Tool's Jambi and the Pot, Christina Aguilera's Aint No Other Man and Buttons by Pussy Cat Dolls. I loved it; however, I'm sure Maynard would slap me if he knew I was mixing his music with the likes of Christina and the Pussy Cat Dolls. But it was cathartic and made me value my body.

Well I jogged for the first time in months yesterday and instead of those positive feelings, I was just as insecure about myself, there, on the treadmill, as I was 35 pounds ago. Today was the same thing. I got there, was proud of myself for going and for jogging at just under the level I was at when I stopped going to the gym the first time. But self-consciousness
took over and plagued the rest of my work out. I didn't even
want to do all the things I had planned on. I just got off the
treadmill and walked out.

I want to get back down to 150 again. I want to like going to the gym again. I want to like my body again. I just really hope that I can be as successful in losing the weight again. And I hope that I can, this time around, succeed in keeping it off.

*1st photo: 200 pounds
*2nd photo: 150 pounds
*3rd photo: 165 pounds
(just incase you couldn't tell)

Monday, December 1, 2008

encyclopedia of defects

"I always introduce myself as an encyclopedia of defects which I do not deny. Why should I? It took me a whole life to build myself as I am."
- Oriana Fallaci, Italian journalist

Saturday, November 29, 2008

isn't it ironic?

I just chased my birth control with beer? Is that ironic, or was I simply planning?