<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515</id><updated>2011-09-14T20:18:30.945-06:00</updated><category term='marathon'/><category term='challenge'/><category term='Green Day'/><category term='habit'/><category term='Paramore'/><category term='contests'/><category term='iPod Nano'/><category term='random'/><category term='gym'/><category term='goals'/><category term='weigh in'/><category term='21 days'/><category term='dedication'/><category term='getting started'/><category term='Wii Fit'/><category term='vent'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='water'/><category term='The Biggest Loser'/><category term='running'/><category term='snacking'/><category term='Las Vegas'/><category term='iTunes'/><category term='exercise log'/><category term='food'/><category term='pig out'/><category term='Hot for the Holidays'/><category term='Fitness on Friday'/><category term='sick'/><category term='trainer'/><category term='progress'/><category term='rant'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye Fat Mom!</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm tired of being the fat mom.  Not that I'm obese, but I'm certainly not where I want to be.  I'm blogging so I feel a sense of accountability for my actions.  It's time for this weight to go!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8666045575699707043</id><published>2010-10-02T14:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T14:36:48.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the heck have I been???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I haven't posted here in awhile.  I promise there's a good excuse.  Really, there is.  I'll post more later though, I just popped over here and saw my background had been deleted (sigh) and had to fix that and now my daughter is begging me to come see something she's done.  Fingers crossed it's not something messy that's going to raise my blood pressure.  Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8666045575699707043?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8666045575699707043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8666045575699707043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8666045575699707043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8666045575699707043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-heck-have-i-been.html' title='Where the heck have I been???'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8021904633707441999</id><published>2010-04-12T22:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:46:00.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A chance at a new start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I stopped writing here, I didn't know what to say.  I was pregnant again, but wasn't ready to announce it.  Being scared because of the miscarriage in December I didn't want to push myself, so I didn't.  But it didn't matter, on Thursday I had another miscarriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically it was easier on me than last time since I wasn't as far along.  Emotionally it still hurts.  I'm confused.  And I'm not ready to try again for awhile.  I just can't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've been given a chance at a new start as far as fitness goes.  I've decided to give the 8 weeks to a half-marathon a shot.  I started today...sort of.  The first day of it is a rest day, what an anti-climatic start, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go walking today, but not as far as I wanted.  I walked to the post office to get the mail then over to the store to pick up a few things.  But by that time the wind had picked up (we're in the 20-30 mph range at the moment...still) so I had to call my husband to come pick me up, it was just too crazy.  But at least it was a little over a mile of walking, better than nothing and definitely better than you're supposed to do on a "rest" day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow...I run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8021904633707441999?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8021904633707441999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8021904633707441999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8021904633707441999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8021904633707441999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/04/chance-at-new-start.html' title='A chance at a new start'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8811869351952095899</id><published>2010-03-16T23:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:01:31.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Derailed by a cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm totally bummed! I haven't exercised since Friday because of a stupid cold!!!  My nose is so stuffy and runny and I am so tired and my head is stuck with this sinus headache.  Gah!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I'll be back, hopefully tomorrow or the next day my nose will decide to stop running so my feet can start running again.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8811869351952095899?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8811869351952095899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8811869351952095899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8811869351952095899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8811869351952095899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/03/derailed-by-cold.html' title='Derailed by a cold'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7314959547799493132</id><published>2010-03-12T10:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T10:19:09.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running the stairs is HARD!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I wouldn't give for an elliptical trainer right now.  Doing stairs for 30 minutes of cross training is HARD!!!!!!!  Wow!  Heck, I'd rather do a stair stepping machine, even that's easier than doing actual stairs.  Dang!  Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the "easy" day.  This week it really is easy, it's just a mile run.  No biggie.  But as the weeks go along that amount increases.  So I'll be grateful for today and my easy run!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7314959547799493132?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7314959547799493132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7314959547799493132&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7314959547799493132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7314959547799493132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/03/running-stairs-is-hard.html' title='Running the stairs is HARD!!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-275207383115279748</id><published>2010-03-11T09:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T09:25:37.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I started it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I couldn't do much for a few days there because I took a trip to Utah with my oldest daughter.  It was an early birthday present for her.  We went out to a few restaurants, took her to a cupcake cafe and to a cute little play based off the book "If You Give a Mouse a Cookie." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm home and I've started the 8 weeks to a half-marathon workout.  Yesterday I walked 2 miles, ran 1 mile then walked 2 more miles.  Today I'm supposed to do 30 (or more) minutes of cross training by doing some other form of cardio.  Since I no longer have a gym membership and I only have a treadmill I'll likely be running up and down our stairs.  I'm also supposed to do some strength training today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically...we'll see how this goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-275207383115279748?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/275207383115279748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=275207383115279748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/275207383115279748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/275207383115279748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-started-it.html' title='I started it...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-9129461048486624307</id><published>2010-03-04T09:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:10:34.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not doing so well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WARNING: This post talks about pregnancy (no, I'm not, unfortunately), OB/GYNs and the like.  So if you're a squeamish type you might want to stop reading now.  And yes lovely husband of mine, it's the kind of stuff you don't like talking about. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my miscarriage was three months ago today.  Instead of channeling my anger into something productive by running it off I've more like stopped functioning a lot of the time.  My focus is on my daughters and not on myself...seriously, when was the last time I got a hair cut?  Put on full makeup?  Got dressed in something other than jeans and a hoodie (except for church)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a dilemma.  I want to get pregnant...which totally isn't happening as quickly as I'd like (read: totally frustrated)...but I want to get in shape too.  I found a program that helps you run a half-marathon on 8 weeks.  It looks totally doable since I can already run and once I get into it I enjoy it.  Ahhh...all that free time to think and listen to music as I run...or you know, watch the food channel while I run (whatever, it's torture but I do it).  But it's too intense to do while pregnant, so if I got pregnant while doing it I'd be risking another miscarriage, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...do I stop trying to get preggers for a couple months and focus on the running?  Or do I just keep trying for a baby and do the running after?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...I have an appointment in less than 2 weeks for that dreaded annual visit at the OB/GYN...I think I'm going to talk about it with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-9129461048486624307?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9129461048486624307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=9129461048486624307&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/9129461048486624307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/9129461048486624307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-doing-so-well.html' title='Not doing so well...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8767510504063571225</id><published>2010-02-03T10:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:58:23.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I found a new form of torture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night I ran again, yay!  But I did so on the treadmill while watching the Food Network.  Seriously, it's a new form of torture seeing all that yummy food while sweating away.  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it didn't lead to any snacking afterward...it was 10pm and I didn't eat anything after.  Go me!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8767510504063571225?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8767510504063571225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8767510504063571225&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8767510504063571225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8767510504063571225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-found-new-form-of-torture.html' title='I found a new form of torture'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4991327446233064330</id><published>2010-01-30T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:02:28.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ran today!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't been doing as well as I'd hoped lately.  I missed a few days of walking in there either because of illness, weather or my husband's crazy work schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm trying and today I both ran on the treadmill at home AND took a walk outside.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4991327446233064330?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4991327446233064330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4991327446233064330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4991327446233064330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4991327446233064330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-ran-today.html' title='I ran today!!!!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-1914319798539121756</id><published>2010-01-14T23:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:51:16.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh...fresh air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so excited today, I was able to take a walk outside again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I HATED using the treadmill!!!  Seriously, I love being outside, breathing in the fresh air, listening to my iPod and just having some "me" time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot to do today, so I used my walk to get some things done.  I walked to the post office, about 1.25ish miles away, to mail a couple things and pick up our mail, then I walked over to the grocery store for a few things and walked the 1.25ish miles back home.  The walk over there is easy...the walk home is a little harder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the walk is downhill to get there and uphill to get back.  But hey, whenever I do this walk I can feel it the next day.  That's a nice bonus.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't exactly warm today, just somewhere in the 40s.  But it wasn't too bad and the next ten days are looking pretty darn good.  Yay for "global warming" or whatever it is that's making us have this mild January weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-1914319798539121756?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1914319798539121756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=1914319798539121756&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1914319798539121756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1914319798539121756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahhhfresh-air.html' title='Ahhh...fresh air!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6950561882296657277</id><published>2010-01-13T11:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T11:53:49.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this seriously Colorado???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been walking everyday so far in 2010.  Today will be the first time my walk has had to be on the treadmill instead of outside, and that's only because my husband is working a weird work shift today and won't be home early enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyday has been beautiful.  I went walking one day where it was in the 20s and I swore my whole body was a giant Popsicle by the time I got back home.  But most days it's been beautiful...like really, really beautiful!  Yesterday it was 61 degrees when I went walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH...61 DEGREES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is January, right?  I'm still in Colorado, I think.  I don't remember being transported to some other place.  This is great!  I could get used to this nice weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6950561882296657277?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6950561882296657277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6950561882296657277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6950561882296657277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6950561882296657277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-this-seriously-colorado.html' title='Is this seriously Colorado???'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6472246949719778796</id><published>2010-01-09T20:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:14:14.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There was a fight between an angel and a devil...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and they both won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I really, really, REALLY wanted some chocolate ice cream.  And &lt;s&gt;un&lt;/s&gt;fortunately we have some because my husband's birthday was this week.  For literally hours I felt like I had an angel and a devil on my shoulders like in the cartoons and they were fighting it out over that dang ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end...the angel won.  But really, she only won because I was too friggin' lazy to get up and get the ice cream out of the freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later they were back, fighting once again.  But this time over the Three Musketeers bar that I got in my Christmas stocking and hadn't eaten yet.  Wait, did you catch that...HADN'T eaten yet.  Yep, the devil won this round...but I only ate half the candy bar.  Not because I grew a conscience, but because it was stale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...weight loss is a constant battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6472246949719778796?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6472246949719778796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6472246949719778796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6472246949719778796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6472246949719778796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-was-fight-between-angel-and-devil.html' title='There was a fight between an angel and a devil...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-1102028078967295582</id><published>2010-01-07T10:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:36:45.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Geez!  I had no idea I was so "addicted" to Diet Coke.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up caffeine, which of course means Diet Coke, every time I've been pregnant and continue to not drink it while breastfeeding.  That meant with my youngest I gave it up for 30 months!  So you'd think if I could do that cold turkey that I couldn't possibly be addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The massive headache I had yesterday until I drank some pretty much proves I have myself a crazy Diet Coke addiction.  Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize as soon as I had the miscarriage (five weeks ago tomorrow...sigh) that I started drinking it again...like a lot of it.  Seriously, some days I'd drink 64oz of it.  Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That headache was awful!  I don't think I can go cold turkey.  So I'm going to slowly wean myself off it it...hopefully I'll be done with it in time to get pregnant again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note...I've been walking every day so far this month (aside from today, but I will as soon as my husband gets up...he was working late last night so he's snoozing away right now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-1102028078967295582?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1102028078967295582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=1102028078967295582&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1102028078967295582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1102028078967295582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/addicted-much.html' title='Addicted much?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-5347966241588547344</id><published>2010-01-05T21:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:14:14.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, my big plans to run...they haven't happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gone walking for the last 5 days and I have a friend who is committed to get in better shape as well.  So we're going to try to walk together and encourage each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, if I have a walking routine going, that's something I'm more likely to be able to keep up with while pregnant.  And since I plan to start trying ASAP (my body isn't ready yet, hopefully soon) I need to establish that routine NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next goal: lay off the diet soda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular soda isn't a problem for me.  I grew up with a diabetic dad (I know...I'm at risk, my mom has since developed it as well), so I grew up with diet soda.  But soda at all isn't so great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-5347966241588547344?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5347966241588547344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=5347966241588547344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5347966241588547344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5347966241588547344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/walking.html' title='Walking'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3359383560911961700</id><published>2009-12-09T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:08:07.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't written over here in awhile.  At first it was because I wasn't being very good diet and exercise wise.  I had a lot of stress with plumbing issues and it just spiraled down from there.  Then...I got pregnant.  I was excited.  But less than a week ago I miscarried.  I go to the doctor today to follow up and hopefully will figure out when I can start exercising again.  So I may be writing here more often as I focus on getting healthy again and getting pregnant again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3359383560911961700?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3359383560911961700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3359383560911961700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3359383560911961700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3359383560911961700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-alive.html' title='Still alive'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7344311494010659482</id><published>2009-10-07T10:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:59:40.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days in a row</title><content type='html'>I've been MIA.  Why? Because I basically suck.  Yeah, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved.  It was supposed to be a dream move, going from a crappy 800 sq ft condo to an almost 1700 sq ft house of our own.  But the second day we lived here the house started falling apart.  I've been so stressed and dealing with plumbing, heating, electrical and massive tree issues that I haven't exercised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is until 2 nights ago and I have used the treadmill for the past 2 nights.  Fingers crossed I can keep this up and that our house doesn't fall apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7344311494010659482?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7344311494010659482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7344311494010659482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7344311494010659482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7344311494010659482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-days-in-row.html' title='Two days in a row'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-2472040347058634532</id><published>2009-08-24T10:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:30:37.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving the Active</title><content type='html'>I know I promised to post more and I'm not really doing it.  But I am keeping up with the EAS Active for Wii.  I'm halfway through the 30 day challenge.  Apparently the intensity is supposed to increase now.  We'll see...I'm sure I can still handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm STRUGGLING with my running though.  I want to run.  I make a goal to run nearly every day...then it doesn't happen.  Sigh...I'm not going to make my goal of running a half marathon in December and I'm so angry at myself for it.  I started out the year doing so well, didn't miss a day of running for more than a month.  And then, even when I missed a day, I still kept going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-2472040347058634532?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2472040347058634532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=2472040347058634532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2472040347058634532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2472040347058634532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/loving-active.html' title='Loving the Active'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8236734428166847755</id><published>2009-08-15T00:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:34:23.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contests'/><title type='text'>I want to win a Moving Comfort Sports Bra</title><content type='html'>The past few nights as I've been doing the EAS Active workouts I've realized just how worn out my sports bras have gotten.  My husband can vouch for me...I've complained verbally about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I found a giveaway at &lt;a href="http://www.ahappyhippymom.com/"&gt;A Happy Hippy Mom&lt;/a&gt; for a &lt;a href="http://www.movingcomfort.com/"&gt;Moving Comfort sports bra&lt;/a&gt;.  PERFECT!  If you're interested in entering to win as well just click &lt;a href="http://www.ahappyhippymom.com/2009/07/moving-comfort-sports-bra-giveaway.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8236734428166847755?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8236734428166847755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8236734428166847755&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8236734428166847755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8236734428166847755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-to-win-moving-comfort-sports-bra.html' title='I want to win a Moving Comfort Sports Bra'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-5289091203682688188</id><published>2009-08-10T23:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:40:35.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dripping in sweat</title><content type='html'>I didn't run today...but no worries, I exercised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I ordered the EA Active for Wii and it came today.  I decided to give it a go instead of my run.  And...holy cow, I'm exhausted!  It's only about a 20 minute workout, but it had me sweating!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished and I'm already feeling the burn!!!  Now I have my husband giving it a try.  He's asked me several times to help him get in shape...well, hopefully this works for him and he'll want to keep at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This program has a 30 day challenge and I can tell that if I just do this and don't change any other aspect of my life I'll still lose weight.  BUT...I do want to run still.  So my goal for tomorrow is to do both, and since my husband has the day off I should be able to do both easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else tried this program?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-5289091203682688188?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5289091203682688188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=5289091203682688188&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5289091203682688188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5289091203682688188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/dripping-in-sweat.html' title='Dripping in sweat'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7465988514262626556</id><published>2009-08-10T00:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:25:41.505-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pushed myself</title><content type='html'>I pushed myself tonight.  I forced myself to run faster...A LOT faster!  I ran anywhere from 1.0 - 1.5 miles per hour faster than normal.  That meant I couldn't run as far, but I sure felt it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...I have to confess I didn't run the last two days before today.  Last night I was all ready to exercise, I was in my running gear, I'd just sung to my daughter so she'd go to sleep and came out in the living room.  My awesome husband had moved the LoveSac to the middle of the room and had put in Twilight.  He hates chick movies like that and rarely will watch one with me.  I just couldn't resist the chance to cuddle and enjoy.  So I don't totally feel bad.  The night before it was just friggin HOT!  The girls had turned the heat on and we didn't discover that for awhile, plus it was a SUPER hot day and it was just so uncomfortable.  I know that's a lame excuse, but I was just so sluggish with the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I'm trying and I felt really good about how I ran tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7465988514262626556?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7465988514262626556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7465988514262626556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7465988514262626556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7465988514262626556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/pushed-myself.html' title='Pushed myself'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4432558329461921198</id><published>2009-08-06T00:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:13:56.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>It took me all freakin' day...but I finally did a run at about 10pm tonight...err...I guess last night now.  I was all dressed and ready to do it earlier.  I planned to hop on the treadmill the second my husband got home from work so I could squeeze it in before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...I got a call from my husband.  We put an offer on a house late last week...we've been dying to hear back.  Today (yesterday...whatever), we heard back and they counter offered.  We liked the offer and accepted it.  So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to ditch the running gear and change into nicer clothes to meet with the Realtor when my husband got home.  Then we were running behind on dinner and I still had to do school with my daughter (I'm doing a homeschool preschool with her this year because she isn't "high risk" so she didn't get into the school run...and only...preschool in our area).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night got away from me...but I did it.  Four out of 5 days so far this month.  Not bad, not bad.  Gotta keep it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crud...it's after midnight again and I'm still up...I will get more sleep, I will.  I know that's important to health too...I'm just NOT good at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4432558329461921198?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4432558329461921198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4432558329461921198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4432558329461921198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4432558329461921198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3552060867810509973</id><published>2009-08-05T00:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:42:38.647-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Up too late...but need to blog</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I promised I was going to blog more...and I meant it, I really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I skipped running on Sunday.  I broke my pledge to run everyday.  BUT...I don't feel guilty about skipping Sundays.  It's that whole day of rest thing.  But I also don't feel guilty if I do run on Sundays.  So yeah...anyway, I did run Monday and Tuesday.  It's about 40 minutes into Wednesday and I really need to go to bed so I'm not too tired to run today.  No need to give myself lame excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL DO THIS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3552060867810509973?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3552060867810509973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3552060867810509973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3552060867810509973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3552060867810509973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/up-too-latebut-need-to-blog.html' title='Up too late...but need to blog'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-1640408751280720517</id><published>2009-08-01T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:00:06.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I did run...</title><content type='html'>Yep I did...I really did run today...not a long run, but a run none the less.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-1640408751280720517?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1640408751280720517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=1640408751280720517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1640408751280720517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1640408751280720517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-did-run.html' title='I did run...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4937414565925667205</id><published>2009-08-01T00:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:18:33.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So it's August, huh?</title><content type='html'>My commitment to the treadmill begins today.  I'm not going to hop on right this minute, it's a quarter after midnight after all.  But I have plans...BIG PLANS to make it my new best friend.  I already talked to my husband and told him I needed to go for a run on it as soon as he gets home from work.  I'll be also trying to blog several times a week so I feel accountable for my actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed I can do this, I've done stuff like this before and it's worked...time to do it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4937414565925667205?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4937414565925667205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4937414565925667205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4937414565925667205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4937414565925667205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-its-august-huh.html' title='So it&apos;s August, huh?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-234268013598356727</id><published>2009-07-16T20:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:55:31.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A new commitment?</title><content type='html'>I'm making a new commitment?  Is that really allowed?  I sure hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on vacation for about 2 weeks.  Those 2 weeks I haven't eaten well and I'm feeling so dang down about myself it's not even funny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...what do I do?  Well, for starters I'm making a commitment to eat right, not eat out much really at all, to cut out most if not all soda, to run every single day in August without fail...and then carry that into September and beyond.  I'm dusting off the Wii Fit and am going to become a pro at the hula hoop game.  I'm also going to commit...starting August 1st to write on this blog more.  July is nuts with a little more travel and my mom visiting, but August is going to be boring and I'll have time to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is...I am going to do this!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-234268013598356727?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/234268013598356727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=234268013598356727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/234268013598356727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/234268013598356727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-commitment.html' title='A new commitment?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-5935379392247028311</id><published>2009-06-30T23:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:05:35.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Four miles</title><content type='html'>I've been a pretty big slacker when it comes to writing on this blog.  I've struggled to get into an exercise groove since we moved.  I have no excuses, I just suck.  BUT...I have been getting back to running and even ran 4 miles today and I did the Wii Fit for about half an hour.  So I'm getting there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-5935379392247028311?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5935379392247028311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=5935379392247028311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5935379392247028311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5935379392247028311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/four-miles.html' title='Four miles'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8254294791312954109</id><published>2009-06-05T16:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:22:20.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Pains</title><content type='html'>I haven't exercised in a week.  I actually went to the gym for a bit the morning we moved (last Friday).  But since then I've been so busy unpacking and setting up that I haven't exercised.  Sigh...my treadmill is a little buried, but I should have it uncovered by tomorrow night.  Fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more gym membership now that we've moved, this is really going to test my willpower to get all my exercise done at home.  Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8254294791312954109?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8254294791312954109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8254294791312954109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8254294791312954109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8254294791312954109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-pains.html' title='Moving Pains'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-464144902283127990</id><published>2009-05-18T14:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:29:23.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm swimming...</title><content type='html'>Ok, not literally.  But I swear with all the water I've been drinking I should be swimming in it by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-464144902283127990?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/464144902283127990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=464144902283127990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/464144902283127990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/464144902283127990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-swimming.html' title='I&apos;m swimming...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-134217703056160567</id><published>2009-05-16T15:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:43:59.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Tastes as Good as Being Thing Feels</title><content type='html'>Yeah...that's what I've heard.  But really, it's been so long (going on 5 years) since I was thin that I don't even remember what it feels like.  Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I don't remember what it feels like I'm living off that motto today and hopefully for many days to come.  It's 3:41pm and I haven't had a single snack today.  I ate a serving of Special K Vanilla Almond Crunch cereal with 1% milk (wish it were skim, but the stupid store in town doesn't sell it) for breakfast and for lunch I had tuna with mustard &amp;amp; dill pickle relish on whole wheat bread.  And I've pretty much drank my weight in water again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed I keep it up.  My husband will be home from work in a little over an hour and I'll be leaving for the gym the second he walks in the door.  I can do this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-134217703056160567?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/134217703056160567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=134217703056160567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/134217703056160567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/134217703056160567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-tastes-as-good-as-being-thing.html' title='Nothing Tastes as Good as Being Thing Feels'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-9152233886315182795</id><published>2009-05-15T23:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:39:16.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How'd I do today?</title><content type='html'>I wish I could say I did a long, awesome, amazing, [insert adjective of choice here] run today.  But that would be a big, fat lie!  I ran 1.25 miles.  I increased my speed by .2, but still, that's a pathetic run.  I went for a walk outside too, but I didn't even break a sweat so that hardly counts as exercise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did just about drink my weight in water though.  That's something else I've been working on.  I need to drink less diet soda, so I've been trying to drink water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have things all planned out.  I'm feeding my daughters sandwiches for dinner so they can eat as soon as my husband gets home and I can go to the gym.  When I get home I'll make stir-fry chicken and veggies for us.  Then after the girls are in bed I'm going to run.  I will make tomorrow a better day!  I will dang it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and if you've seen my motivation, send it home.  I miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-9152233886315182795?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9152233886315182795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=9152233886315182795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/9152233886315182795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/9152233886315182795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/howd-i-do-today.html' title='How&apos;d I do today?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-5740515155758883621</id><published>2009-05-14T23:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:40:22.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Um...yeah...what's up?</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling a HUGE sense of guilt over weight lately.  I guess that's why I haven't posted lately.  But really, I guess that means I should've been posting even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still, after more than a month, haven't gotten my running back up to what it was before I left on vacation.  I pretty much hate myself for that.  I make up LAME excuses too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran 3 miles during part of The Biggest Loser finale (don't get me started on that one...gah!).  That's the longest run I've done since I got home.  I was running more than 4 miles before we left.  *hanging head in shame*  I ran a mile tonight.  My lame excuse for not running more?  I wanted to watch a dvd with my husband and besides I was at the gym earlier.  Dumb!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...tomorrow, I'm hoping I don't give myself a lame excuse and I run more so I can proudly post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-5740515155758883621?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5740515155758883621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=5740515155758883621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5740515155758883621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5740515155758883621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/umyeahwhats-up.html' title='Um...yeah...what&apos;s up?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-454854321665108344</id><published>2009-05-03T01:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:30:21.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Owie, owie, owie!!!!!</title><content type='html'>My trainer continues to kick my rear!  Laughing, coughing, moving at all...that all hurts!  My abs are in agony!  Lol!  I only have four more sessions with her before we move.  Then I'm on my own.  She's working with me to have a routine I can do at home with the equipment I have (or will get).  So it's all 3, 5 and 10 pounds dumbbells, an exercise ball, a medicine ball and resistance bands (that last one is the only thing I don't have yet).  Add my treadmill for cardio and that's all I'll have come May 29th.  I'll miss the weight machines, the elliptical and the bikes.  But I won't miss paying for a gym membership and a trainer.  Money is tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done the Wii Fit in forever.  I know, I used to sing it's praises, but for some reason I stopped doing it.  So I think I'll be adding that back in once we move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for The Biggest Loser...I think they, once again, made a bad decision!  Sure, Filipe is a WAY bigger threat than Ron.  I get that.  BUT...if they had kept Filipe they would've had more motivation to work hard before the finale.  I mean seriously, with Ron in the final four I'd have moments thinking, "well...I know I can beat Ron so I'll take it easier today" but with Filipe I'd be like, "gotta get to the gym, gotta beat Filipe."  So yeah...way to take the easy way out and send home the guy that deserves to be there.  Wussies!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-454854321665108344?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/454854321665108344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=454854321665108344&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/454854321665108344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/454854321665108344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/owie-owie-owie.html' title='Owie, owie, owie!!!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4261740952525703493</id><published>2009-04-24T16:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:43:00.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch...ouch...ouch!!!!</title><content type='html'>My trainer kicked my butt...er, my arms yesterday!  Owie!  But it's a good pain...right? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4261740952525703493?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4261740952525703493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4261740952525703493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4261740952525703493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4261740952525703493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/ouchouchouch.html' title='Ouch...ouch...ouch!!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6550062777107909217</id><published>2009-04-21T23:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:25:31.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ron is HORRIBLE!</title><content type='html'>I'm hopelessly addicted to The Biggest Loser and I was literally yelling at the t.v. tonight.  Ron is a lying IDIOT!  First he's a scumbag who betrays Kristin then when asked if he knew his son was going to vote that way he said, "No."  What-freaking-ever!  It's all on t.v. you moronic butt!  Did you think just because you whispered that the cameras and recording equipment wouldn't catch it?  Are you really that lame?  Yep, I guess you are!  I'd like to be happy for you that you are under 300 pounds, but geez, you're such a jerk that I'm totally not happy for you and now I don't like your son either.  Tara will beat him!  She's the woman, she kicks everyone's rear and deserves to win because she, unlike you and your son, is HONEST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6550062777107909217?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6550062777107909217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6550062777107909217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6550062777107909217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6550062777107909217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/ron-is-horrible.html' title='Ron is HORRIBLE!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3747214993380446539</id><published>2009-04-16T00:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:47:52.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I dared get on the scale...</title><content type='html'>Why I did it, I don't know.  But I dared the scale.  I only gained a couple pounds on vacation.  Phew!  Big sigh of relief...now to get serious and lose those couple pounds and a whole bunch more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3747214993380446539?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3747214993380446539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3747214993380446539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3747214993380446539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3747214993380446539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dared-get-on-scale.html' title='I dared get on the scale...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-5238853714175826024</id><published>2009-04-13T10:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:33:42.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I went out of town and I wasn't as good on my diet as I should have been and I only exercised 3 times in the 13 days I was gone and I feel like a big fat cow.  Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I hit the gym for more than an hour plus did a mile run on the treadmill at home to get back into the groove of things.  I have BIG plans to do even more today.  Fingers crossed I didn't do too much damage while I was gone...I'm scared to step on the scale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-5238853714175826024?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5238853714175826024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=5238853714175826024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5238853714175826024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5238853714175826024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive!!!!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-1789483535516972562</id><published>2009-03-27T23:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:06:25.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Old...old...old</title><content type='html'>I braved the ice and cold and went to the gym after my husband got home from work tonight.  It's usually pretty dead there on Friday nights, but there were more than half a dozen cars parked outside.  I was bummed, I really like having the place to myself...yeah, I'm selfish that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single person there was in high school.  There were about a dozen or so kids there playing basketball.  I felt so old!  For about half an hour of the 65 minutes I was there an old guy came and did some weights.  But other than that I was the grannie in gym.  I bet I was twice the age of at least one of those kids.  Seriously, they would all have been born in the 90s...the 90s!  I have friends with kids born in the 90s...and these are friends who are my age!  I was born in the 70s, that means there was an entire decade in between, I'm so old!  I felt like I should've been walking out of there with a walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally like going in the mornings better...no teenagers then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-1789483535516972562?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1789483535516972562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=1789483535516972562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1789483535516972562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1789483535516972562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/oldoldold.html' title='Old...old...old'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4715666074840362708</id><published>2009-03-21T23:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:49:25.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This can't be good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO225wupVGQ/ScXROk2UXFI/AAAAAAAADI4/aF12NAPXa78/s1600-h/ben_and_jerry_s_cake_batter_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO225wupVGQ/ScXROk2UXFI/AAAAAAAADI4/aF12NAPXa78/s320/ben_and_jerry_s_cake_batter_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315884983520615506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were at the store tonight and happened to walk by the ice cream selection.  I'm so used to not seeing my favorite flavor, but it was there.  They actually had it, my beloved Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Cake Batter ice cream.  This is only the second time I've seen it since our tour of Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's in Vermont last April.  It was that day, when on the tour it was the free sample flavor that I began my love affair with it.  It's not a frequent love affair since I never find it.  But tonight I did and now there are 2 pints of it in my freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...and the Easter candy is out and there are 2 bags of Starburst jelly beans on my counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, crap, crap!!!!!!!  Where is my willpower?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4715666074840362708?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4715666074840362708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4715666074840362708&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4715666074840362708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4715666074840362708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-cant-be-good.html' title='This can&apos;t be good'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO225wupVGQ/ScXROk2UXFI/AAAAAAAADI4/aF12NAPXa78/s72-c/ben_and_jerry_s_cake_batter_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-1616552880938196193</id><published>2009-03-18T16:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:50:56.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If they can do it, I can do it</title><content type='html'>I was so inspired by The Biggest Loser last night.  They all (well, except one) ran a half marathon.  Just out of nowhere they were told to do it.  And they did.  Seriously, if they can do it so can I!  When running gets hard I have to remember them running.  They all weigh more than me and they did it, my weight is no excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a related note, I ran 4.25 miles today.  That's my longest run so far this year.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-1616552880938196193?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1616552880938196193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=1616552880938196193&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1616552880938196193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1616552880938196193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-they-can-do-it-i-can-do-it.html' title='If they can do it, I can do it'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7236979990427406412</id><published>2009-03-16T13:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:00:35.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-baby weight...oh yeah!</title><content type='html'>That's right...I'm .4 pounds below my pre-baby weight with my youngest.  No matter that I have a LONG way to go until my pre-baby weight for my oldest.  I'll bask in the glow of this smaller milestone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7236979990427406412?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7236979990427406412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7236979990427406412&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7236979990427406412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7236979990427406412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/pre-baby-weightoh-yeah.html' title='Pre-baby weight...oh yeah!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7579306984310730625</id><published>2009-03-11T16:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:12:10.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Double digits!!!</title><content type='html'>The scale made me very happy this morning.  Sure, I'm still way heavier than I'd like to be, but as of today I've lost 10.2 pounds in 2009!!!!!!  That's double digits!!!!  Yay!  In .9 pounds I'll be at my pre-baby weight for my second child.  I'm still way far from my pre-baby weight with my first daughter, but I've got to hit the little milestones before I hit the big ones.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7579306984310730625?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7579306984310730625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7579306984310730625&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7579306984310730625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7579306984310730625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/double-digits.html' title='Double digits!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7717836605067883035</id><published>2009-03-09T20:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:55:18.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>I've been looking forward to running the Las Vegas Half-Marathon at the end of the year.  But as I look at the numbers in terms of money, I just can't make it work.  It's too darn expensive for a family of four to go there with our salary right now.  Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I'm not giving up on running a half-marathon this year.  I did some checking and there are TWO of them later this year that I might be able to get ready for.  One is in September, just four days before my 31st birthday and the other is four weeks after that in October.  I can't remember which is which, but one is in Denver and the other in Boulder.  So, I might have to start working a little harder so I can be ready sooner.  It seems there's one in Pueblo the same weekend as the Las Vegas one, but they're not releasing details for it until September.  I wish I could find out more about it now.  It would be the most ideal one.  In less than 12 weeks we'll be living about 20 minutes from Pueblo...so lodging would be free and travel costs would just be the gas to drive up there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My run today was pretty pathetic.  I didn't get started on exercise until too late in the day.  After 80 minutes at the gym plus walking there and back, I only had time to run a mile before my husband had to go to work and I had to go pick up our oldest from preschool.  But at least I got some running in today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7717836605067883035?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7717836605067883035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7717836605067883035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7717836605067883035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7717836605067883035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/bye-bye-las-vegas.html' title='Bye bye Las Vegas'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4771370646018991284</id><published>2009-03-05T10:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:16:36.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick, sick, sick</title><content type='html'>I got so sick this morning at the gym.  After working out hard for an hour I was walking out of the gym when I got hit with nausea and I felt like I was going to either pass out or throw up.  It was crappy!  But I survived and my trainer gave me a ride home (it's only about 4 blocks or so) since I walked.  I don't know what's wrong with me, but I'm all good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...I'm down another pound!!!  I know the other day it was just .1, but in the 2 days since then I'm down a whole pound!  I'm at 9.9 gone so far in 2009.  Yay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4771370646018991284?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4771370646018991284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4771370646018991284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4771370646018991284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4771370646018991284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick, sick, sick'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4250210118321028694</id><published>2009-03-03T15:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:12:55.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrr...</title><content type='html'>Now I can't see my posts on this blog.  I saw this happen on my other blog and on another person's blog.  Come on Blogger...what's going on???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4250210118321028694?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4250210118321028694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4250210118321028694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4250210118321028694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4250210118321028694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/grrr.html' title='Grrr...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7179178272298492358</id><published>2009-03-03T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:17:45.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.1 that's all</title><content type='html'>I should be disappointed, but I'm really not.  In the past 2 weeks I've lost all of .1 pounds.  Yep...just .1, sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I was sick, I haven't been eating quite as well as I should and so I was happy  to see the scale down .1 today.  I hadn't weighed myself in about a week and I was scared to step on the scale today after how I've been lately.  But yay, it was down...just not much, lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7179178272298492358?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7179178272298492358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7179178272298492358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7179178272298492358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7179178272298492358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/1-thats-all.html' title='.1 that&apos;s all'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4950755636625424522</id><published>2009-03-01T10:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:47:54.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's too bad</title><content type='html'>I had found the blog of The Biggest Loser contestant Dane's wife.  I enjoyed reading it after the show each week.  Then today as I was blog surfing I found a commentary on this past week's show.  I was totally bummed when Dane was voted off, but was proud to see he'd ran a marathon.  But this blog was saying he didn't complete it and gave a link to a story.  It looks like he only ran 23 miles of it, but the show reported he ran it all.  While I agree the show should've been honest about how much he ran and whatnot, I hate that people are jumping on he and his wife saying they're not honest LDS people.  It's TV people, he probably signed something and never expected he would have to hide details like this.  TV is inherently dishonest.  But I doubt Dane and his wife are really dishonest.  Give them a break!  Good grief!  The man lost 100 pounds in 8 weeks...amazing!  Oh...and now their blog is open to only invited readers and since I don't know them I'm of course not one of those readers.  Sigh...why do people have to be so rude to them?  Geez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4950755636625424522?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4950755636625424522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4950755636625424522&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4950755636625424522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4950755636625424522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/thats-too-bad.html' title='That&apos;s too bad'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-2000104119031122005</id><published>2009-02-26T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:41:33.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maintaining</title><content type='html'>So, I haven't had the most successful week in weight loss.  But at least I'm not gaining.  I've had some "slackerish" days this week due to a billion different reasons.  It's time to step things back up, dang it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-2000104119031122005?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2000104119031122005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=2000104119031122005&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2000104119031122005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2000104119031122005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/maintaining.html' title='Maintaining'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8576805804866651813</id><published>2009-02-19T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:13:43.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tight, tight, tight</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've had this pair of jeans for awhile.  They're miss sized or something, because all other pants this size fit me very loosely.  This pair, up until today, were so tight I couldn't even button them.  Well...today I can zip them.  They're still tight, but they're zipped and buttoned.  Here's my goal...I want them to be loose by the end of March.  Think I can do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8576805804866651813?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8576805804866651813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8576805804866651813&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8576805804866651813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8576805804866651813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/tight-tight-tight.html' title='Tight, tight, tight'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-955463604727297019</id><published>2009-02-17T21:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:40:57.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made my night!!!</title><content type='html'>I ran a quick errand to a little convenience store in town tonight.  This is a really small town so everyone recognizes everyone else, even if we don't really know them.  But I'm in the minority not knowing everyone, most people know everyone here because they grew up here and they know who I am because I'm the wife of the only state trooper that lives in the county...and a lot of them don't exactly like him, so I keep to myself.  The woman behind the counter has seen me in there on several occasions, but she doesn't really know me.  But...when I walked up to the counter she said, "Are you losing weight?  You look great!"  That totally made my night.  My husband says he can tell, but he knows I'm trying.  This woman had no idea and noticed.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-955463604727297019?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/955463604727297019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=955463604727297019&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/955463604727297019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/955463604727297019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/made-my-night.html' title='Made my night!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6985872348243790389</id><published>2009-02-15T19:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:00:04.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still in the new "decade"</title><content type='html'>I'm now a full pound into this new "decade" of numbers.  I've lost 8.1 pounds since January 5, 2009.  Yay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6985872348243790389?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6985872348243790389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6985872348243790389&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6985872348243790389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6985872348243790389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-in-new-decade.html' title='Still in the new &quot;decade&quot;'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-2655698977840993399</id><published>2009-02-12T14:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:41:33.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Did you hear that???</title><content type='html'>Seriously, did you hear that or was it just in my head?  I swear I heard a loud "YES!" this morning when I weighed myself.  I know I was going to wait a day or two more before weighing myself again, but I gave in today and I was down!!!  But not just that, I'm in a new "decade" of numbers or set of 10s or whatever you want to call it.  I'm so happy!  I've been stuck in this "decade" since sometime in August.  I was beginning to think my scale didn't know how to go down to a new "decade," but apparently it does.  I'm so happy!!!!!!  I'm only .2 into this "decade," I'm going to have to work my butt off to make sure I don't go up again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I hope I worked a little of my butt off this morning.  I did a 2 hour workout at the gym, both weights and cardio.  Then I came home and did my run (45 minutes) on the treadmill.  I was DEAD afterward, but dang I feel good about myself today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-2655698977840993399?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2655698977840993399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=2655698977840993399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2655698977840993399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2655698977840993399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/did-you-hear-that.html' title='Did you hear that???'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6922651563065854249</id><published>2009-02-09T22:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:37:24.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here...</title><content type='html'>I'm still around.  I've just been busy.  I'm not doing a weigh in this week until Friday or Saturday, I just don't think I'd like what I see...you know, those few days a month where the fairer sex tends to gain lame water weight.  LOL!  But I'm doing ok.  I took one day off from the gym and two days off from running.  On Thursday my trainer kicked my can at the gym and I could barely walk on Friday.  That's the day I took off from both, but I did walk all over the Denver Zoo for a couple hours, so I wasn't totally sedintary.  Tomorrow I have a goal to run 2 1/2 miles.  I think I might wait to do it until The Biggest Loser starts.  That should distract me enough to do it...plus the baby goes to bed at 7pm and my older daughter is good about staying away from the treadmill when either my husband or I are on it so it's the perfect time, right?  I have a gym appointment in the morning too, so it's going to be an exhausting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...someone come take the M&amp;amp;M's away...gah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6922651563065854249?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6922651563065854249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6922651563065854249&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6922651563065854249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6922651563065854249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3619405322466971462</id><published>2009-02-02T21:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:04:29.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot!</title><content type='html'>Today I did an official weigh in for the Biggest Loser competition I'm doing.  Since January 5th I've lost 6.1 pounds!!!!  That's .1 less than yesterday, but .1 is nothing, I'll lose that plus some this week...at least that's the goal.  I've been stuck in a rut for so long...I'm so glad the scale is moving, so very, very, very, very glad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3619405322466971462?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3619405322466971462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3619405322466971462&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3619405322466971462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3619405322466971462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/woot.html' title='Woot!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-2519345388965472679</id><published>2009-01-31T00:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:25:12.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just want to say...</title><content type='html'>I've lost .4 more pounds.  I'm so excited the scale is finally going down, even if it is just a little bit.  That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-2519345388965472679?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2519345388965472679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=2519345388965472679&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2519345388965472679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2519345388965472679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-want-to-say.html' title='Just want to say...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-161678109499398075</id><published>2009-01-28T14:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:16:34.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.5 more gone!</title><content type='html'>I've lost 1.5 more pounds in the last couple days.  Yesterday it was 1.6, but this morning I'd gained .1...no biggie.  I've already done over 2 hours of cardio today, so hopefully it will go back down tomorrow.  But I'm excited.  If I lose 3.6 more pounds I'll be in a new "decade" of numbers.  I've been stuck in this "decade" for so long.  I want that second number on the scale to be different.  I'm working my tail off to get there.  And then hopefully this next "decade" won't take so long to get through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-161678109499398075?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/161678109499398075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=161678109499398075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/161678109499398075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/161678109499398075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/15-more-gone.html' title='1.5 more gone!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6770742877924104005</id><published>2009-01-26T11:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:43:54.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three weeks...2.1 pounds</title><content type='html'>My weight is ever so slowly creeping off.  Three weeks ago I started a Biggest Loser challenge on a mommy forum I belong to.  In that time I've lost 2.1 pounds (that's as of this morning).  It's better than nothing, but dang it, I'm working my rear off...and apparently not literally.  But I'm happy it's going down.  I've been stuck around the same number for months and months and I'm ready to never see that number again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I run tonight it will be my 28th day in a row.  I'm up to 2 1/4 miles a day.  For some reason the first mile or so kills me, then after that I'm just fine.  So I just have to push through that mile because I know I'll be fine after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6770742877924104005?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6770742877924104005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6770742877924104005&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6770742877924104005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6770742877924104005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/three-weeks21-pounds.html' title='Three weeks...2.1 pounds'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6921516051115370979</id><published>2009-01-25T14:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:14:28.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Background problem</title><content type='html'>My background was from Cutest Blog on the Block and apparently they've put too much on their Photobucket.  I'm working on fixing it.  Sorry for the ugly Photobucket thing in the middle of my page.  Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***UPDATE***&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find my old background on their site anymore.  :(  So I chose one of the Valentine ones.  I'm not sure how long it will work for.  Now I'm nervous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6921516051115370979?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6921516051115370979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6921516051115370979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6921516051115370979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6921516051115370979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/background-problem.html' title='Background problem'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3939279992088945716</id><published>2009-01-24T12:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:32:58.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.3</title><content type='html'>I know it's stupid to get excited about such a small loss.  But the scale was down .3 this morning and I haven't seen it go down all week.  I've literally worked out like a mad woman this week.  Yesterday I did 1 hour and 45 minutes of hard cardio and that was the lightest/least amount of time I've done all week.  So when I saw the scale budge, even that tiny amount, I was stoked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3939279992088945716?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3939279992088945716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3939279992088945716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3939279992088945716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3939279992088945716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/3.html' title='.3'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8093008379956638300</id><published>2009-01-21T20:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:44:53.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My whole body hurts!</title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention that my goal this week was to exercise at least 2 hours a day during the 5 days my husband has off and do at least my run if not more on the days he does work.  Well, today was his fourth of those five days off and I've met my goal each day.  So now...I HURT!!!  LOL!  I'm not sure there's a part of me that doesn't hurt.  I mean, maybe my left pinkie is ok, but seriously I just ache.  Tomorrow I have to do it again, I want to make my goal.  I'm meeting with my trainer in the morning, then I think I'll stay and do the elliptical for a bit.  Once I get home I'll hop on the treadmill to get my run in (day 24 in row) and will have all my exercise done early in the day.  At least that's the goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty proud of myself today.  On Tuesday I was supposed to up my run to 1.75 miles, but Monday night I decided to see if I could do it early and I did.  So now I was supposed to wait until next week to up my run to 2 miles, but...well, I was at 1.75 miles and felt like I could do more.  Sure, I was dying, but not dead.  So I pushed on and ran the two miles.  Then I took the baby for a walk on the walking path around the park while my husband took our other daughter to the park (we had a rare 70+ degree day here).  After that I changed clothes and went to the gym.  I spent about 10 minutes on the bikes and 60 minutes on the elliptical.  It was a GOOD exercise day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8093008379956638300?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8093008379956638300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8093008379956638300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8093008379956638300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8093008379956638300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-whole-body-hurts.html' title='My whole body hurts!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3346309767027882600</id><published>2009-01-20T09:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:21:07.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vent'/><title type='text'>Complete Frustration</title><content type='html'>I'm so frustrated!  You hear that if you eat well and exercise you'll be healthy and lose weight.  But you know what?  That isn't working for me.  On August 1, 2008 I started being very careful about exercising and watching what I eat.  Sure, I messed up during the holidays a bit...but I didn't gain over the holidays either.  But my weight won't drop.  I'm about 4 or 5 pounds down from August 1st, but that's it.  I've been playing around this number for months upon months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been running for 21 days, today will be day 22 and that hasn't made a difference.  I'm not giving up, I want to run the half-marathon in December.  But dang it...I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trainer called last night and she's ready to get working again.  So I'm meeting with her today.  But even those workout weren't making me lose any weight before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying all the time.  I feel ugly.  I feel fat.  My husband says I'm beautiful, but he's blind...not literally.  I see others lose weight so easily while I can't.  What's wrong with my body???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3346309767027882600?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3346309767027882600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3346309767027882600&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3346309767027882600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3346309767027882600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/complete-frustration.html' title='Complete Frustration'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4215382783559363584</id><published>2009-01-19T16:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:42:49.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>21 days...I did it!</title><content type='html'>I got my run in early today.  I've made it 21 days in a row.  I even upped my run today by a quarter mile.  I wasn't supposed to do that until tomorrow.  I'm not sure what possessed me to do it, but I'm glad I did.  Now I'm not filled with dread before doing tomorrow's run.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say after 21 days that I'm enjoying this.  I'm so not...at least not yet.  But it is getting easier and that's awesome!  I was hoping to try a run outside today, but we're having massive wind.  Sigh...hopefully the "heat" (61 degrees) will stay and the wind will go so I can try an outside run sometime this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4215382783559363584?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4215382783559363584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4215382783559363584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4215382783559363584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4215382783559363584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/21-daysi-did-it.html' title='21 days...I did it!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-5104474056612137115</id><published>2009-01-16T00:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:46:52.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Getting easier</title><content type='html'>All I can say is...HOLY CRAP!  It's getting easier!!!  The past two nights I haven't felt like dying while I ran.  Yay!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-5104474056612137115?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5104474056612137115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=5104474056612137115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5104474056612137115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5104474056612137115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/getting-easier.html' title='Getting easier'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4129757091573301362</id><published>2009-01-14T01:16:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T01:24:29.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21 days'/><title type='text'>I did it, but it's not a habit yet...</title><content type='html'>So I did my 1.5 mile run tonight.  Today was day 15, also the first day of 1.5 miles.  But it's still not a habit.  I can just tell.  Right now it's something I'm forcing myself to do, but it's not easy.  So I decided to look up how many days of doing something equals a habit.  In that lovely Google search I found this blog, &lt;a href="http://twentyonedayhabit.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;21 Days&lt;/a&gt;.  I haven't taken the time to really read much of it yet.  Seriously, I just did this search and it's after 1am.  I'll look around more, just let me get some sleep first.  This whole staying up way too late thing can't be good for my health.  Anyway, it's about someone who set out to make running a habit in 21 days.  Now she's running race after race.  How dang cool is that???  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess that means I'm 6 days away from running being a habit.  That's not too bad, right?  That would mean by the time I watch next week's The Biggest Loser (don't get me started on tonight's episode...gah!) running will be a habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and I'm not just taking the above mentioned blogger's word that 21 days makes a habit.  Nope, I also found it at &lt;a href="http://www.diyplanner.com/node/489"&gt;D*I*Y Planner&lt;/a&gt; among other places.  Of course, most of those were blogs.  But come on, bloggers know all...right?  Ok, maybe not.  But I'm taking their word for it this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4129757091573301362?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4129757091573301362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4129757091573301362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4129757091573301362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4129757091573301362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-did-it-but-its-not-habit-yet.html' title='I did it, but it&apos;s not a habit yet...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8111107409424731771</id><published>2009-01-11T19:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:23:10.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>D.R.E.A.D.</title><content type='html'>I'm so filled with dread right now.  Tomorrow is my last day of running 1.25 miles, then it's up to 1.5 miles a day.  I so do not feel ready for it.  Sure, I know I won't die.  But my 5'8 body is carrying way too much excess baggage for this to be easy yet.  I used to love running...right now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I so do not love it&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm pretty sure that love will come as some of this baggage goes, but dang it 1.5 miles sounds HARD right now.  I'll do it, I have to do it.  If I don't I'll only be disappointing myself and I don't like being disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note...I got my running done for today about half and hour ago.  Yay me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8111107409424731771?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8111107409424731771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8111107409424731771&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8111107409424731771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8111107409424731771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/dread.html' title='D.R.E.A.D.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-2521330621513745940</id><published>2009-01-10T22:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:23:07.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self...</title><content type='html'>Don't procrastinate your running until 11:30pm when you have to get up early the next morning to get your run in before going out of town.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I did that.  Stupid, stupid, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired this morning!  I still ran, but I will never do that again!  My legs are sore for awhile after I run.  But after this morning's run I was dying!!!  I feel like a wuss, but I've got to start somewhere, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's kind of nice tonight that my run is already done.  The girls and I are just chillin' at a hotel while my husband does a ride along with a trooper in his future troop (only about 7 1/2 more months until we move here!!!).  The girls refuse to sleep, but I'm pretty happy just surfing online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-2521330621513745940?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2521330621513745940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=2521330621513745940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2521330621513745940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2521330621513745940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3203044807807897259</id><published>2009-01-08T13:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:07:19.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iTunes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod Nano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paramore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>1.25</title><content type='html'>Yep, I'm up to running 1.25 miles at a time.  I'm still a big old wussy, but I'm getting better.  I've figured out that I have to add a quarter mile each week if I want to be ready for 13.1 miles the first week of December.  I think that's totally doable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, today will be my 10th day in a row of running.  I'm pretty darn proud of myself!  And yes, the iPod Nano totally helps.  I'm still completely loving it!  I know they're expensive, but if you can get any kind of MP3 player I'd totally suggest it.  It distracts me enough to push me to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've decided Paramore is a great band to add to my list.  I put the Twilight soundtrack on mine and there are two Paramore songs on there.  Then I was talking to a PR rep I work with and he suggested another Paramore song...totally good, I need to see if iTunes sells it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3203044807807897259?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3203044807807897259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3203044807807897259&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3203044807807897259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3203044807807897259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/125.html' title='1.25'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4173359534463524568</id><published>2009-01-06T00:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:00:54.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new iPod tunes</title><content type='html'>Ok, this post is for &lt;a href="http://mizfitonline.com/"&gt;MizFit&lt;/a&gt;, who by the way is an amazing blogger who gets more than 100 comments on like every post.  And you know what?  She takes time to comment on my lowly weight loss blog.  I seriously feel honored that I'm being noticed and encouraged!  Go read mizfitonline.com...now...er...well, after you read this post.  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing with my fun new toy.  It's shiny blue and I LOVE IT!!!!  So, what am I stocking it full of?  Well, we downloaded (uploaded?) all the tunes from my husbands old school iPod.  I need to go through and take things off.  I love the man, but good gosh we have totally different tastes in music most of the time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did buy 5 brand spankin' new songs from the iTunes store.  Now, four of the five are not songs or artists I normally listen to.  I'm more of a mellow Dave Matthews, Jason Mraz, Jack Johnson, John Mayer, etc. type.  For those who know me that probably seems strange because I'm so not mellow and laid back like the music these guys sing.  I'm probably one of the most uptight, rigid, anal, obsessive people around.  My poor husband...but luckily for me he's the most laid back, awesome, amazing man I know.  So he balances me out.  Anyway, I digress...I like laid back music.  But I wanted this iPod as a fitness help to get me motivated, get me moving and get me distracted from the fact that I'm indeed torturing my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been paying attention to what's on Sirius radio.  Why Sirius?  Because out here in boonie land we only have one radio station and it alternates between country (and not the good country) and the farm report...and it doesn't even come in clearly.  So, I feel totally out of touch with current music trends.  So anyway, I'm getting so off topic tonight...must got to bed soon...I've been listening to The Pulse and whatnot on Sirius and I picked a few songs from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, tenish years after I started this darn post, here's what I bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeps Gettin' Better by Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;Womanizer by Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;So What by Pink&lt;br /&gt;SexyBack by Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I'm Yours by Jason Mraz (yes, I had to get one that's purely my style...and this is the cell phone ring I have when my husband calls, I love this song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also put on the Dookie album from Green Day.  I had to...it's my 10th grade running soundtrack, I just had to do it.  I have more Green Day on there from their album that came out a few years ago...it's actually one album my husband and I both like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some Dropkick Murphy's on there...hello, I'm a Boston Red Sox fan, I freaking love those guys!  Tessie, the song dedicated to the 2004 World Champion Red Sox, is my cell phone ring for anyone besides my husband who calls.  They are a must have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some Plain White T's on there, some Metallica, some Cake...I need to get some Pearl Jam.  But really I need more songs like the ones I downloaded tonight.  They really did make my run easier.  Part of it might be that I'm getting used to running, but seriously, it was easier than last night and I think it's because I was distracted listening to the upbeat tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4173359534463524568?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4173359534463524568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4173359534463524568&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4173359534463524568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4173359534463524568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-ipod-tunes.html' title='My new iPod tunes'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-2340082492274196511</id><published>2009-01-05T13:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:15:09.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod Nano'/><title type='text'>So I joined a Biggest Loser Challenge</title><content type='html'>I belong to a mommy forum online and they've done Biggest Loser challenges before and I've participated.  But I tend to only lose a few pounds, everyone kind of drops off and I lose the motivation to keep going.  They're starting a new one today.  I kept going back and forth trying to decide if I wanted to do it.  It's only $5, so money wasn't the issue.  But with the half-marathon that I'm training for I wasn't sure I needed this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO225wupVGQ/SWJp6FOJtuI/AAAAAAAAC1c/OclzcK3wYn8/s1600-h/ipod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO225wupVGQ/SWJp6FOJtuI/AAAAAAAAC1c/OclzcK3wYn8/s320/ipod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287905359041246946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night they cut off entries, so I thought ok, I missed it so I just won't do it.  No biggie.  Then today a girl was begging to join, she had to get a few more people to join so the teams would be even.  If enough people agreed to join then she could do it.  A few more joined, they only needed one more.  Another girl was thinking about it...but they needed a person ASAP, so I decided it was a "sign" and I joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how I do.  I want to succeed.  I hate having to take pictures on the scale.  It's like admitting to my fatness.  But I guess I need that.  I am working, I am trying...so I refuse to be the weak link in the team.  Hopefully our team won't have a weak link and we'll win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...MY iPOD CAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I need to figure out how to get music on it, but it's here, it's here, it's here!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-2340082492274196511?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2340082492274196511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=2340082492274196511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2340082492274196511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2340082492274196511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-joined-biggest-loser-challenge.html' title='So I joined a Biggest Loser Challenge'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RO225wupVGQ/SWJp6FOJtuI/AAAAAAAAC1c/OclzcK3wYn8/s72-c/ipod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-1538323297614833034</id><published>2009-01-04T22:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:14:07.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Biggest Loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod Nano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Progress...and more</title><content type='html'>Today was my sixth day in a row of running.  I'm still only running a mile at a time, but after tomorrow I plan to add a little bit.  But I feel really good about myself.  It's hard for me though, I just want to be able to do more now, but the whole logical side of me knows I have to do it bit by bit or I'll fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my iPod Nano to show up though (maybe tomorrow!!!), I think being distracted by music will really help.  I'm trying to figure out what music to put on there.  Back in 9th and 10th grade I listened to the Wayne's World soundtrack and Green Day's Dookie album while I ran.  I know those are really odd choices, but I think I might put them on there just for sentimental reasons.  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a new note...I'm so excited for the new season of The Biggest Loser to start this week!!!  I need the motivation from it.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-1538323297614833034?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1538323297614833034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=1538323297614833034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1538323297614833034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1538323297614833034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/progressand-more.html' title='Progress...and more'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8498235453297733371</id><published>2009-01-03T00:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:54:55.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm being tested</title><content type='html'>Meeting with a trainer a couple times a week has been helping me stay consistent with going to the gym.  She makes me do the stuff I hate, but need to do.  She's been talking about a major surgery she has coming up, but it was supposed to be in March.  This morning she told me she got a call and it's been changed to Wednesday.  Yeah, like in less than a week.  Eek!  So without warning I have no trainer for 2 to 6 weeks.  Sure, I know this is way worse for her.  She's been in tears over it.  This isn't a fun surgery and it's not optional either.  She's only 29 and this is something that you usually hear about in much older people.  I'm not totally insensitive, I feel terrible for her and I totally understand her needing to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is definitely a test for me to see if I can keep going.  I think my new goal will definitely help.  I ran again tonight, plus I did have that last training session this morning and I did the Wii Fit.  My whole body is yelling at me right now.  It hurts...a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to my trainer with her recovery and good luck to me and my test of diligence!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8498235453297733371?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8498235453297733371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8498235453297733371&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8498235453297733371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8498235453297733371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-im-being-tested.html' title='I think I&apos;m being tested'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-72987883993124701</id><published>2009-01-01T22:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:45:43.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I improved my time</title><content type='html'>I was so proud of myself yesterday morning.  I got up early enough to run before we headed out to Colorado Springs for a fun little overnight getaway with our daughters.  I improved my mile run time by 1 minute and 1 second, so I did it in 12 minutes and 17 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news...I ate crap while we were gone.  We had pizza and diet soda and ice cream and caramel apples.  It was BAD!  So then tonight...I didn't perform as well.  I still beat my time from a couple days ago, but I just finished running and it took me 12 minutes 50 seconds to do a mile.  I guess I'm paying the price for all my bad eating yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repented today...mostly.  I had light yogurt for breakfast from the hotel breakfast bar.  My husband and I shared an 8 piece chicken nugget thing from Chick-Fil-A...not at all healthy, but we only had 4 pieces each, so not terrible, but I know it wasn't the best snack in the world.  We got Jamba Juices...not the big ones...for lunch.  For dinner I made a vegetable and chicken stir-fry with brown rice.  Totally healthy!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband has decided he needs to lose weight and wants me to make him go to the gym.  So as soon as we got back from Colorado Springs I sent him off...and he actually went!  Then he came home and did the Wii Fit while I made dinner, our 3 1/2 year old did it too (so cute!).  I didn't do it tonight, but I will tomorrow.  I have an appointment with my trainer at 8am so I didn't want to overdo it tonight or I'd suck it up in the morning.  But tomorrow should be a great exercise day.  Training in the morning, running at some point and then the Wii Fit (because it's so darn fun).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-72987883993124701?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/72987883993124701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=72987883993124701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/72987883993124701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/72987883993124701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-improved-my-time.html' title='I improved my time'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-2355978892956575416</id><published>2008-12-30T22:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:57:39.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And it starts...</title><content type='html'>I really had to talk myself into it tonight, but I did it.  I started running.  I guess technically I ran twice today since part of my training session at the gym this morning included running laps around the racquetball court.  But I don't count that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal was to see how long it would take me to run a mile.  I'm not fast...very, very not fast.  (I don't want to call myself slow)  But it took me 13 minutes and 18 seconds.  My next goal is to improve that time.  I can tell running will be good.  I started with a five minute walking warm up, then I ran my mile then cooled down for the next minute and 42 seconds.  In that 20 minutes I was sweating way more than I did during an 80 minute training session in the morning doing all sorts of stuff from biking to elliptical to push-ups and ab work.  The hula hoop I did on the Wii got me sweating too...but not as much.  So all in all I had an active day, but I really think the running was the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't write tomorrow I just want to say...Happy New Year!!!  May 2009 be a year of great change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-2355978892956575416?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2355978892956575416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=2355978892956575416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2355978892956575416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2355978892956575416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-it-starts.html' title='And it starts...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3134999216852481094</id><published>2008-12-29T19:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T20:00:20.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>I've made an executive decision</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I figure I'm the CEO of my life and my health and it's time I made some changes.  I've been working my rear off (I wish literally) and nothing is working.  The one thing that has always worked is running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love running...really I do.  But it's one of those things that when I stop doing it I stop liking it and it's hard to get back into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need to do something...so...I've decided I'm going to run the Las Vegas Half-Marathon.  I ran it in 2002...so I know it's possible.  I was doing some research tonight and it's changed since then.  It's been sold and is in December instead of January/February.  It runs through the strip instead of out in the boonies outside of town (sounds like a cool change).  So I have just over 11 months to whip my rear (literally) into shape to do this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping with a goal in mind that I can do it.  It's not a goal to lose 40 pounds or drop a dress size.  It's a goal to be strong enough, to get enough endurance to do this.  Hopefully all the other stuff will come along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time I'm still going to workout with a trainer, I'm still going to use the elliptical and bike, I'm still going to use the Wii Fit, etc.  But now I'm going to run and it will be my main focus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3134999216852481094?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3134999216852481094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3134999216852481094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3134999216852481094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3134999216852481094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-made-executive-decision.html' title='I&apos;ve made an executive decision'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-5050298449114534530</id><published>2008-12-26T20:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T20:36:40.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii Fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise log'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Maintaining</title><content type='html'>I really need to start writing more.  I'm sure it would help me.  But it's the holidays and I think subconsciously I don't want to be good.  But I really do.  I haven't gained over the holidays, so that's good.  I've been logging extra time at the gym and on the Wii Fit to make up for the cookies, ice cream and mashed potatoes and gravy I've been eating.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's a day like today...not good!  My daughter has croup, and this day has been all about her.  We took her to the doctor's office, we ended up going to the hospital for neck x-rays because she wouldn't swallow and was just letting her spit pool in her mouth then she would drool it out like crazy.  They were worried she had something worse.  We had to drive 40 miles to get to a pharmacy to get her medication and then I had to make dinner and she just wanted to cuddle.  She only drank juice, didn't touch a bite of food.  So I cuddled with her until bedtime.  I never got to the gym and now I'm so exhausted (I was up more times than I can count last night because of my daughter's sickness).  Today I'll probably log a gain...oh well.  She's totally worth it, so I don't regret it.  I just wish I'd eaten better.  With all the go, go, go I so didn't eat well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-5050298449114534530?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5050298449114534530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=5050298449114534530&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5050298449114534530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5050298449114534530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/maintaining.html' title='Maintaining'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-716898599740848416</id><published>2008-12-17T22:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:08:03.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Down</title><content type='html'>I'm down and not just a little bit.  No, I'm not talking about my weight...I wish (stupid monthly visitor always messes that up).  But yesterday I got the blood test results from my second thyroid test.  It turns out the dose they've been giving me is too high and I have to go down to the next lowest dose...which is the lowest possible dose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would this get me down?  Doesn't it mean my body isn't as messed up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!  It means I have no idea why my body is holding on to this stupid weight!  I exercise every freaking day...EVERY DAY!  In the past four and a half months, since I started working out so much, I am about 5 pounds down.  I've gone up and down with those same stupid pounds.  Sure, the Wii Fit brought them down since they'd gone up.  But gosh dang it, I was hoping my thyroid was the key, the piece keeping me from finding results.  But nope, now I just have a messed up body that wants to be fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.  I seriously exercise every day, usually for more than an hour.  Yesterday was for THREE hours.  Yes, three.  I went to the gym in the morning for an hour and a half with a trainer.  Then while dinner was in the oven and my husband was watching the girls I went back for half an hour, then after the girls were in bed I did the Wii Fit for an hour.  Today was only a little over an hour, 51 minutes on the Wii Fit and 10 minutes of ab work.  Shouldn't I see results if I'm doing this so often???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said I must be gaining muscle...you know what I say to that??? B.S.!!!!!  My clothes still fit the same, my body is still squishy.  Muscle my rear end!  My body HATES me!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's not fair?  I'm not looking to be sickly skinny.  I just want to be a size 8 or even a 10 and I'd be happy.  I have a TON of clothes in those sizes from before I had my 2 beautiful daughters.  It shouldn't be this hard...I'm putting forth the effort, where are my results???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm really bummed.  I feel lost.  I feel frustrated.  I feel helpless.  I really don't know what to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-716898599740848416?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/716898599740848416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=716898599740848416&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/716898599740848416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/716898599740848416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-down.html' title='I&apos;m Down'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7344586383239609582</id><published>2008-12-16T12:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:37:37.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Biggest Loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainer'/><title type='text'>That's what I call dedication</title><content type='html'>I got up at 7:30 this morning to meet my trainer at the gym.  It was 0 degrees outside...ZERO!!!  Yet I still went and worked out for an hour and a half.  Oh yeah, I'm dedicated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...I'm so excited for the Biggest Loser finale tonight!!!  I don't want Vicky to win, I don't want Heba to win, I don't want Ed to win...hehehe...can you tell who I want to win.  Geez though, I was so tempted to vote for Ed to be in the final 3 since they begged for Heba to be in, I like him better than her, why can't he want this for himself?  But I'm nice and just didn't vote.  We'll see how others feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know when the next season starts?  I need this weekly motivation, I LOVE this show!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7344586383239609582?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7344586383239609582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7344586383239609582&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7344586383239609582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7344586383239609582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-what-i-call-dedication.html' title='That&apos;s what I call dedication'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-559596997813316038</id><published>2008-12-14T13:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:55:46.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See ya later pounds!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've been using the Wii for a little less than 2 weeks and I've already lost a few pounds.  Yay!  I'll be singing this thing's praises for a long time if it keeps up.  My husband is pretty happy too.  He's lost a little and all the yoga and whatnot has helped his back.  It's been hurting him for awhile and now it rarely does and he's pretty sure it's because of the Wii.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My abs are currently in that good kind of hurt right now, but not because of the Wii.  I'm still meeting with a trainer every so often and she killed my abs on Friday.  I LOVE it!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the Wii Fit Mommiis the other day, but then they disappeared?  I'm so confused.  There was a message board and a blog and now it's all gone.  :(  I'm hoping it comes back, but I'm not gonna hold my breath.  Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-559596997813316038?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/559596997813316038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=559596997813316038&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/559596997813316038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/559596997813316038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/see-ya-later-pounds.html' title='See ya later pounds!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7885953206798984118</id><published>2008-12-07T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:06:03.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know...?</title><content type='html'>Did you know if you're right handed your left leg is stronger and vice versa?  I just learned that...and I've been noticing during leg exercises that it's true for me.  Weird!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7885953206798984118?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7885953206798984118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7885953206798984118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7885953206798984118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7885953206798984118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know...?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-1190041105482041911</id><published>2008-12-06T00:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:34:38.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Fit Rocks!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so now I've had time to work with the Wii Fit and it's so dang fun!  Seriously, best (early) Christmas present ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight is more maintaining right now than anything.  It's totally frustrating!  I'm really trying though and I just know it's going to start going down again.  Especially with all the strength training I've been doing both at the gym and on the Wii Fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-1190041105482041911?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1190041105482041911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=1190041105482041911&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1190041105482041911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1190041105482041911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/wii-fit-rocks.html' title='Wii Fit Rocks!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7475985186062182015</id><published>2008-11-27T21:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:47:26.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Fit</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I haven't abandoned my quest to lose weight, but you'd think I had by looking at this blog.  Sorry!  I'm here, I'm in about the same place as last time.  BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT A Wii FIT!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our Christmas present to each other.  It came yesterday and we started trying it out today.  Yes, we're worse than kids when it comes to waiting for Christmas presents.  The only difference is we're adults and we can open 'em early if we want to.  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited!  My husband has been working out with it for over an hour...tomorrow I'm going to try to wear myself out trying out as much of it as I can.  Yay for virtual trainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of trainers...I'm still meeting with one.  We did a 2 hour workout on Tuesday morning and I'm still in pain.  I love this kind of pain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7475985186062182015?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7475985186062182015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7475985186062182015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7475985186062182015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7475985186062182015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/wii-fit.html' title='Wii Fit'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-403541125057951630</id><published>2008-11-16T20:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:01:29.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2.7 down...sort of</title><content type='html'>I gained weight on vacation, 4.1 pounds to be exact.  Yucky, huh?  I knew I wasn't good.  But I'm already 2.7 pounds down from that so I'm on my way to getting back to where I was so I can work on losing more.  But I'm happy.  I lost that weight on a week where I only went to the gym twice because I was sick.  Not the kind of sick where you can't eat, so I still ate.  So yay for my body being nice to me for a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-403541125057951630?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/403541125057951630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=403541125057951630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/403541125057951630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/403541125057951630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/27-downsort-of.html' title='2.7 down...sort of'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6089444248342687373</id><published>2008-11-12T23:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:32:58.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm looking so skinny...hahahahaha</title><content type='html'>Ok, I just have to laugh at this.  I was at the store earlier today.  I was (am) sick, grumpy and feeling rather frumpy in my baggiest jeans and one of my husbands sweatshirts, no makeup on and wearing a ball cap (you get the picture, it's not pretty).  But this lady, that I vaguely recognized came up behind me in line and said.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look so skinny!  You've lost so much weight, you look great!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little taken aback and I honestly think she has me confused with someone else, unless the last time she saw me I was preggers.  She seemed serious, so I don't think she was being a sm@rt@ss.  But I'll take the complement and pretend it really was for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6089444248342687373?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6089444248342687373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6089444248342687373&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6089444248342687373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6089444248342687373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-looking-so-skinnyhahahahaha.html' title='I&apos;m looking so skinny...hahahahaha'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4868831487092926861</id><published>2008-11-11T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:51:16.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vicky sucks!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm watching The Biggest Loser right now and VICKY SUCKS!!!  Sorry, but she's rude and cocky and annoying and I'm ticked that she can't go home tonight.  Gah!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update more on me later.  I've had a rough time lately with being out of town and now I'm sick.  I know...again.  Gah!  LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4868831487092926861?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4868831487092926861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4868831487092926861&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4868831487092926861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4868831487092926861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/vicky-sucks.html' title='Vicky sucks!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-4216462294673810130</id><published>2008-11-03T10:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:18:15.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gluttony, Pure Gluttony</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been around and posting this past week.  We went back to Utah to visit family and friends.  I hadn't been back in 7 months and my husband hadn't been back in 22 months.  Needless to say, there were a lot of things we wanted to see and do while we were there.  Of course, that included a few restaurants that we just had to go to.  It was gluttony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was good at Bajio's grill.  I had the chicken green chile salad.  So dang good!  But when we went to Tucano's Brazilian grill there was no being good.  Sure, I stopped eating before I wanted to.  Maybe that's why I wasn't in pain like my husband and dad were.  But it was definitely a much bigger meal than I've eaten in forever.  Then there was Las Tarascas (sp?).  It has authentic tacos al pastor that my husband loves.  They remind him of his mission in Mexico.  And our last stop was Pudding on the Rice.  We ended up brining that home to Colorado in a cooler, so I have it sitting in my refrigerator right now.  Oh...and this was over the course of a few days.   All that food in one day would kill anyone.  LOL!  On a better eating note...our first night there we had a party at my grandparents house with some of my cousins and their cute little kiddos.  My grandma made her homemade veggie soup.  It's my favorite soup in the whole wide world!  So that night I ate really healthy.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this week we'll be eating a lot of stir-fry chicken and veggies in Yoshida sauce with brown rice.  We both need to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone please give me the will power to toss most of the girls' Halloween candy.  We didn't even go to that many houses and they have a ginormous bowl full.  Gah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-4216462294673810130?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4216462294673810130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=4216462294673810130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4216462294673810130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/4216462294673810130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/gluttony-pure-gluttony.html' title='Gluttony, Pure Gluttony'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3137752742377475588</id><published>2008-10-24T09:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:54:11.535-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot for the Holidays'/><title type='text'>A Big Fat ZERO!!! HFH post</title><content type='html'>Ok, so my weight loss/gain for this week's Hot for the Holidays is a big fat ZERO!!!  It's better than a gain, but always disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick for a lot of the week so I didn't exercise every day.  That could explain a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was also full of changes that could help me get healthier.  One was I started working out with a trainer.  We did legs yesterday and Oh. My. Gosh.  I can't walk!  I hurt!  LOL!  It's a good hurt though, it's one that means I'm getting stronger and I can live with that.  Also, I was diagnosed with a low thyroid.  So starting today I'm on medication for it.  For some people that helps them lose weight.  Hopefully I'm one of them.  I've been so discouraged with how hard I'm working to lose so little.  So what I'm hoping is that this medicine will help my body work like it used to.  Where if I put forth the effort I reaped the rewards.  You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's this week.  No exciting loss, but possible exciting changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.babytealeaves.blogspot.com/" target="blank" /&gt;Baby Tea Leaves&lt;/a&gt; for more Hot for the Holidays participants.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3137752742377475588?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3137752742377475588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3137752742377475588&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3137752742377475588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3137752742377475588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-fat-zero-hfh-post.html' title='A Big Fat ZERO!!! HFH post'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-7204402201956842774</id><published>2008-10-23T21:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:52:43.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a low thyroid</title><content type='html'>I called the doctor today because it had been over a week and I hadn't heard back with the results from my blood test.  Somehow they had been placed on another doctor's desk.  So with them finally in the right hands I was able to find out that my thyroid is in fact low.  It's not the lowest he's ever seen, but it's low enough to medicate.  I forget the name of the medicine, it's the generic for synthroid, I remember that much.  I'm on the next to lowest dose.  But I'm hoping that my body will start to act normal again now.  Time will tell...but maybe I'll be one of the lucky ones whose body starts working in terms of weight loss.  I'm not looking for a quick fix by any means, but I want my body to respond when I work my tail off.  Seriously, when you're working an hour or more a day you should see results, you know?  Fingers crossed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-7204402201956842774?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7204402201956842774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=7204402201956842774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7204402201956842774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/7204402201956842774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-low-thyroid.html' title='I have a low thyroid'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8328171665394195277</id><published>2008-10-21T23:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:10:59.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sore, oh so very sore...and I LOVE it!</title><content type='html'>I trained today and I'm so sore now.  We did all upper body stuff and my arms are starting to get shaky now.  I love it!  I'm getting stronger.  I'm hoping to start losing inches upon inches.  A girl can dream, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8328171665394195277?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8328171665394195277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8328171665394195277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8328171665394195277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8328171665394195277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-sore-oh-so-very-soreand-i-love-it.html' title='I&apos;m sore, oh so very sore...and I LOVE it!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3767740111125092896</id><published>2008-10-21T07:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T07:50:22.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm off to my first training session</title><content type='html'>My first session with my new personal trainer starts in about ten minutes.  I'm just running out the door right now.  I hope I'm not in pain later...but then again, I kinda hope I am.  Lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3767740111125092896?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3767740111125092896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3767740111125092896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3767740111125092896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3767740111125092896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-off-to-my-first-training-session.html' title='I&apos;m off to my first training session'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6458274447762140629</id><published>2008-10-18T22:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:37:30.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No exercise...eek!</title><content type='html'>I've been sick for two days.  I did exercise yesterday, but only for 45 minutes because I could tell the sickies were going to hit harder.  Today I couldn't have exercised if I wanted to.  I'm hoping to be able to get my butt moving tomorrow, but I'm doubtful.  But dang it, I better be all better by Tuesday.  I'm looking forward to getting my butt kicked by a trainer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6458274447762140629?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6458274447762140629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6458274447762140629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6458274447762140629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6458274447762140629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-exerciseeek.html' title='No exercise...eek!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8635402875687823601</id><published>2008-10-15T23:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:35:26.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker, slacker, slacker</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't updated in over a week.  Call me SLACKER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight isn't budging, stupid number, I'm getting sick of it!  Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a blood test today to check my thyroid, I should know the results next week.  I can't really win or lose in this.  I'm showing a few possible symptoms and I have a family history of thyroid problems, so that's why it's getting checked.  If I do have it I win because that would explain a lot of things but it stinks because then I have a problem, although treatable.  But if I don't have a problem then yay, that's not my problem, but dang it because then what's going on?  You know? Did any of that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In happier news, I hired a personal trainer today.  I found one here in town that only charges $15 a session (about an hour).  So I'm going to start meeting with her twice a week starting next week.  I'm not sure how long we can afford for me to do this, but hopefully long enough to get me established with a weight training regimen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I started doing &lt;a href="http://trysensa.com" target="blank"&gt;Sensa&lt;/a&gt; today. We'll see if it helps me drop some pounds.  It's easy, just like salting your food.  No crazy pills or eating plans.  I figure it's worth a shot, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8635402875687823601?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8635402875687823601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8635402875687823601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8635402875687823601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8635402875687823601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/slacker-slacker-slacker.html' title='Slacker, slacker, slacker'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-2581383463831117288</id><published>2008-10-07T20:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:38:04.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm proud</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I know pride is a bad thing.  But I'm at least pleased with myself if not really proud. I made lasagna for dinner tonight.  I use ultra low fat meat, the reduced fat ricotta, lower fat part skin Mozzarella and such.  So it's already lighter than regular lasagna, but it's not really healthy.  Well, I was STARVING!  But...I resisted going back for seconds!!!  It took all my will power, but I did it.  Now it's a couple hours later and I'm grateful that I didn't give in.  That's all...well, that and I'm down 1.1 more pounds since Friday.  Let's hope I hold onto that loss and you know, maybe lose some more.  LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-2581383463831117288?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2581383463831117288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=2581383463831117288&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2581383463831117288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2581383463831117288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-proud.html' title='I&apos;m proud'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-5233677706404064669</id><published>2008-10-01T23:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:19:03.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Measurements</title><content type='html'>You know &lt;a href="http://grownupeating.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lawanda&lt;/a&gt; made a good point in her comments on my last post.  I really should take my measurements.  I bet I have lost inches, because while I've only lost 7.2 pounds I have gone down a size (barely) and my husband can see a difference.  Maybe I'll have him help me do that tomorrow, I'd really love to have something on paper I can look at and say "Wow, ok this is actually working."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-5233677706404064669?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5233677706404064669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=5233677706404064669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5233677706404064669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5233677706404064669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/measurements.html' title='Measurements'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6913923343817100269</id><published>2008-10-01T14:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:34:05.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>7.2 down</title><content type='html'>I'm down 7.2 pounds since August 1st.  When I started working out almost daily 2 months ago I was hoping for faster results.  But I'm happy that I'm down.  I'm happy that's it's at least going down.  I can exercise a lot longer now than when I started this.  I don't really see a difference, but my husband says he does, so I guess that's something.  Now...let's see if I can keep this going for like...forever.  LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6913923343817100269?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6913923343817100269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6913923343817100269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6913923343817100269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6913923343817100269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/72-down.html' title='7.2 down'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-6268185330640709575</id><published>2008-09-27T21:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T21:43:14.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HFTH Week 3...sort of</title><content type='html'>I didn't do a Hot for the Holidays post this past week.  I just didn't feel like it.  But I did lose .7 pounds.  I'm getting discouraged that I'm not even hitting a whole pound each week.  But at least it's going down.  The past 3 days I've gone to the gym for 80 minutes.  My legs have felt like rubber each time after I've left.  I'm really coming to like that feeling, it feels like I did something good for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband has to work almost as soon as I get home from church tomorrow, so I'm not sure I'll be able to go.  But I'll definitely have to do a Jillian Michael's dvd.  Those things kick my butt in only half an hour.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's what's up with me and my fatty fat self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-6268185330640709575?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6268185330640709575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=6268185330640709575&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6268185330640709575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/6268185330640709575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/hfth-week-3sort-of.html' title='HFTH Week 3...sort of'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-2332591343640473989</id><published>2008-09-22T12:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:01:03.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe a little rest is a good thing</title><content type='html'>I'm so desperate to drop pounds that sometimes I forget to just take a day off.  Well, mother nature has a funny way of reminding me about this sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up on Saturday with a wicked kink in my neck.  I hurt so bad that the only exercise I got that day was some light walking outside.  I was still in agony yesterday and didn't do one little bit of exercise at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I decided to step on the scale today to see what damage was done by my total lack of movement.  And...no damage done!  I was actually down .4, that takes care of the .3 that crept back from Wednesday to Friday last week plus .1.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm back to getting busy moving.  I've already spent an hour on the elliptical today.  Because seriously, a little rest is good but a lot leads to fattyville.  I know from experience. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-2332591343640473989?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2332591343640473989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=2332591343640473989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2332591343640473989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2332591343640473989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/maybe-little-rest-is-good-thing.html' title='Maybe a little rest is a good thing'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-570653147450095848</id><published>2008-09-19T17:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:55:26.365-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot for the Holidays'/><title type='text'>Hot for the Holidays Week 2</title><content type='html'>So today was the official weigh in for Hot for the Holidays.  Unfortunately, I didn't keep all of that 1 pound loss.  Somehow in the past 2 days I gained .3 pounds.  Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I'm down .7 for the week.  It didn't meet my goal of 1-2 pounds, but a loss is a loss and I'll take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal this week is to lose 1-2 pounds.  Hopefully it happens.  I'm really, really trying.  On Monday I'm starting the 5 weeks to a 5K I read about in Fitness Magazine, so we'll see how that helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on getting all my water in.  I totally failed at that this week...but I'm already doing better with it today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-570653147450095848?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/570653147450095848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=570653147450095848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/570653147450095848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/570653147450095848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/hot-for-holidays-week-2.html' title='Hot for the Holidays Week 2'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-8247036403236095506</id><published>2008-09-17T16:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T16:58:23.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>.6 more</title><content type='html'>The other day I was .4 down, well today I was another .6 down.  The official weigh in for Hot for the Holidays isn't until Friday, but I'm hoping to keep this loss and maybe even add .1 or .2 to it.  My goal for the week was 1-2 pounds so I'm pretty happy with this 1 pound total loss in five days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since August 1st I'm down a total of 5.4 pounds, it's not much but at least it's going down, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did an hour on the elliptical today, I read Fitness magazine while I was there and they had a 5 weeks to a 5K plan that I think I'm going to start on Monday.  There's also a 5 weeks to running faster and a 10 weeks to a 10K plan, I might do those later if the first one works for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-8247036403236095506?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8247036403236095506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=8247036403236095506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8247036403236095506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/8247036403236095506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/6-more.html' title='.6 more'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-3249563071070111809</id><published>2008-09-16T11:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:57:10.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Loser...AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>The new season of The Biggest Loser starts tonight...I'm SO excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-3249563071070111809?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3249563071070111809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=3249563071070111809&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3249563071070111809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/3249563071070111809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/biggest-loseragain.html' title='The Biggest Loser...AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-5538555874274667185</id><published>2008-09-14T19:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:01:45.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday is a day of rest...or not</title><content type='html'>I didn't take today off from exercise.  I did 65 minutes on the elliptical.  I want to play Wii tonight, which I get really into so that will be a little bit a of a calorie burn in itself.  Tomorrow might be more of a day of rest.  We're thinking of driving to Colorado Springs, which is 2 1/2 hours each way.  So we won't be around much.  I'm hoping to be home in time to get in a workout, but just in case I made sure to be busy today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-5538555874274667185?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5538555874274667185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=5538555874274667185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5538555874274667185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/5538555874274667185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday-is-day-of-restor-not.html' title='Sunday is a day of rest...or not'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-2130784302512212841</id><published>2008-09-13T23:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:18:15.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>.4</title><content type='html'>I was surprised, happy surprised, when the scale went down by .4 today.  It's not a lot.  But for an overnight loss I'll take that any day!  I did a lot of exercise yesterday though, I did 45 minutes on the elliptical and 30 minutes on the treadmill plus 100 crunches and 50 wall push ups.  Today I wasn't as active.  I did take a long walk and I did 45 minutes on the elliptical plus 10 minutes of weights on my arms.  We'll see if I do some ab work before bed.  But I'm trying...I'm really, really trying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-2130784302512212841?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2130784302512212841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=2130784302512212841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2130784302512212841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/2130784302512212841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/4.html' title='.4'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124509178573459515.post-1753620653090911841</id><published>2008-09-12T11:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:26:28.369-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot for the Holidays'/><title type='text'>Weekly weigh in for Hot for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>I'm down a total of 1.8 pounds since I signed up for this challenge.  I say that's pretty good, since that was just for 5 days.  Besides, I'm aiming at 1-2 pounds a week total.  Sure I'd like more, but I don't have six hours a day to do cardio like the folks on The Biggest Loser.  Some days I'm lucky to catch 30 minutes while other days I have more time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal for this week is to lose 1-2 pounds, to exercise everyday again, even if it's just a little bit.  And to get back to drinking tons of water.  I was doing so well with that until a couple weeks ago.  That stupid article about how drinking water doesn't really help came out and I guess subconsciously slowed down.  Well, you know what researchers on that one...YOU ARE WRONG!!!  Drinking water does help me, so there! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the question that was asked of all Hot for the Holidays participants: What do you want your legacy to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd like for my girls to be active because their mom is active.  I come from a long line of fat...they have genetics against them.  So if I can get more active, hopefully they'll be active and won't have to deal with the same weight issues as I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124509178573459515-1753620653090911841?l=byebyefatmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1753620653090911841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124509178573459515&amp;postID=1753620653090911841&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1753620653090911841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124509178573459515/posts/default/1753620653090911841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byebyefatmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekly-weigh-in-for-hot-for-holidays.html' title='Weekly weigh in for Hot for the Holidays'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883718777962640748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/luvlife26/pond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
