tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73069367597910592982024-03-05T19:42:00.214-08:00Sandy's JourneyAn account of an obese woman's weight loss journey.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.comBlogger243125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-83737599313607073282015-10-25T19:18:00.000-07:002015-10-26T07:40:08.262-07:00Coming Back. . . . <div class="MsoNormal">
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My nerves are a mess as I sit here staring at the screen;
the cursor flashing at me begging me to type something on this blank white
canvas. My teeth are grasping the right side of my upper lip as I become aware
of the speed at which I am picking at my nails. Why would writing a blog post
come with so many emotions? I take a deep breath, ask the Lord for help, and begin
to type. Where do I begin, what do I tell, am I ready to be vulnerable, am I
ready for the accountability of writing a blog about my weight loss, again? What if I fail? </div>
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I read the last few blog posts and can feel every emotion,
again. Frustration, moments of determination, fear, lots of fear, shame,
condemnation. . . . I reached for any hope and would slide back down the
depression wall without it. It is so hard to relive those emotions, but here goes anyway. . . . .</div>
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As I wrote in one of my last blog posts, I went through
something traumatic about 2 ½ years ago now. In light of this event, I decided
I needed to do something to help provide, financially, in a greater way for myself.
So, I began the cake business. I knew I was not supposed to do it, to the core
of my being I knew it, but decided to anyway. I remember my mom asking me if I
was going to be able to have self-control around all the sweets. I told her
that I was not that person anymore and I would be fine around it. Orders began
rolling in and I began working around the clock to fill them. I was working a
job during the day, as well as taking care of my family, so I did not start on the
cakes until after the kids were in bed. With the late nights, I began drinking
regular caffeinated sodas to help keep me awake, then I would begin to crash
around 2 AM and that is when the “extra” pieces of cake, frosting, etc, made their
way into my mouth. I was trying to find any way to keep my body “up” through
the night. Then, during the day, I would need to find ways to keep myself going
and sugar seemed to be the only thing that would do that. The weight began to
pack on. By May of 2014, I was standing at my front door looking at my mailbox
trying to figure out how to get to it, to check it for mail. That is when I
knew something was seriously wrong. I had a city length driveway that was
uphill, but nothing dramatic. It was not a steep driveway by any means and the mailbox
was right there at the bottom.</div>
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My mom suggested I call her doctor. I reluctantly did and it
was the best decision I ever made. My first appointment with her was in June
2014. She ran tests and told me my vitamin D levels were so low I might need
injections if I cannot get them up through supplements. My thyroid numbers were
off, I was anemic, and I had adrenal fatigue. Ha! So, that is why I am so
exhausted! I had no idea my depression, my sluggishness, my lack of endurance,
my intolerance to the cold, was all health related. I had always been able to
abuse my body through lack of sleep and poor eating habits and I did fine. I
thought I was just being a weak person and could “<i>make</i>” myself do all I was doing before and all I wanted to do.</div>
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The Dr. put me on a thyroid medication, high doses of
vitamin D, iron, and some adrenal support. We talked about what I could let go
of in my life. I knew the cake business had to go. All of the supplements were
great but I had to focus on getting good, full nights of sleep. I continued to see
her for the next year and to work on healing my body. She did not want me to
focus on weight loss. She felt like that would put too much of a strain on what
we were trying to heal. </div>
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As I reflected, I realized I had been feeling this way since
September 2012. I remember hitting a wall and trying to figure out why I was so
tired. All of the bonking I was experiencing during my workouts was because of all
the things that were off in my body. It felt so good to have answers. I felt so
guilty too, because I did this to myself, the extreme calorie depleting, for
weight loss purposes, as well as hours and hours of exercise. I began this
journey to take care of my health and all I did was damage it. Self-hatred was
going to get me nowhere though and the doctor really helped me with being kind
to myself. She would help me see my accomplishments, even if very small, as
huge victories. We were working my way back to health. I slowly started feeling
better. I was not feeling that deep exhaustion anymore, but I was not bouncing
with energy either. I was getting full nights of sleep and if I felt like I could
not get up with the alarm clock, I would let myself sleep until I could get up.
It was so important for my healing. Thank the Lord for the job I have! It is
flexible so I was able to sleep in if I needed to. </div>
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In April of 2015, the doctor looked at me and said, “Okay,
it’s time to start focusing on weight loss.” She felt like I was doing really
well. My numbers were within healthy ranges. She told me after walking this out
with me over the past year and observing how I operate in life, she believed I
would do better with a program. I laughed because I have always been a rule
follower. She did not want it to be anything super strict, but I needed to have parameters.
She gave me several options but nothing sounded right for me. I left that day
praying God would show me what to do this time. I did not want to do damage to
myself again, but need to get the weight back off. It is important to me to eat
organic food and to have a balance of foods in my life so I was not going to go
Vegan or Paleo. I began praying about what the Lord would want me to do. </div>
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Please do not read this next part as an advertisement. It is
not! I just want to share why I am doing what I am doing. I heard the word
Advocare during my prayer time one day. I had heard that word before but did
not know anything about the company or program. I Googled Advocare and found
out I needed to connect with a representative. I have friends who sell it in AZ,
but wanted someone closer. I was scrolling through Facebook one day and saw
someone mention it to a friend of mine, in my feed. I clicked on her name and
Facebook stalked her. As I scrolled down, I realized she knows A LOT of the same people I know. Then
I saw a post about going to see my sister for hair needs. (My sister is a hairdresser.)
I called my sister and said, “Who is this?” She told me, “She’s great! Give her
a call.” I met with her and then spent a few months really praying about it. I
ordered a few of the products but still was not sure. I knew I needed to be “really”
ready to start something and wanted to make sure it was not going to injure me.
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I learned more about the company and the 24-day challenge. I
learned their focus is to restore gut health to insure maximum nutrition
absorption. Of course, I liked the sound of that. They encourage healthy eating
and give you an outline of how to eat, but there are not any calorie
restrictions, etc. I liked the sounds of that. They do not provide you with
food so you still have to learn to eat right, do your own shopping, and I could
still buy organic food. My sister decided to do the challenge in September and
I quickly said I would do it with her. It is so much more fun to do it with
someone!</div>
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I did their 24 day Trim Challenge. It includes an Herbal
Cleanse for the first 10 days and then you enter the Max Phase for the next 14
days. Within the 24 days, I celebrated my 40<sup>th</sup> birthday and my
husband’s job took him away for the next 7 months. It was difficult for me to
concentrate on the food. I was very focused during the cleanse phase, and then
I struggled eating well during the Max Phase. I took all the supplements as
directed and could not believe that after 7 days into the Max Phase I decided
to go out and clean up the garage so I could start doing circuit training in
there. I remember stopping, in the garage, and thinking, “Are you really
cleaning the garage so you can work out?” Then the next morning my alarm went
off at 5:30 AM. I sat up and got myself ready to work out. Again, another
SHOCKER! If you know me, even a little, you know I am not one to get up early
in the morning! Especially to work out!! By myself!! I worked out hard that
morning, for an hour. Then the next morning I got up and worked out again. What
is happening?!?!? Am I starting to feel like my old self again? I not only was
getting up and working out without anyone helping me, AKA my husband, LOL; I
was keeping up with my day. I work full time, my oldest two daughters are doing
an online school at home, and my husband is gone for work so I am a solo parent
right now. I am volunteering in my youngest daughter’s classroom, I am menu
planning, I am grocery shopping, I am paying bills, I am cleaning house, I am keeping up on
laundry, I am changing light bulbs, I am doing yard work, I am chauffeuring the kids, I am leading worship at church,
I am keeping up family and friend relationships. . . . . and I’m doing it. I am
doing it! It has been such a long road riddled with so many disappointments, embarrassments,
struggles, victories, and learning moments. </div>
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So, yes, you will hear about Advocare. That is the nutrition
company I have chosen to help me with my weight loss. Yes, I am happy to tell
you all about it and even sell you the products. Mostly I am just so happy to have ME back again. If you have not ever been
through anything like this before you cannot relate, but if you have, you know
how monumental having energy back, truly is. If you want to do circuits with me
in my garage please know you are welcome! It is always so much easier to work
out together. I
am also keeping regular visits with my doctor. I will always preach that to
anyone going through a weight loss program. It is so important to have a health
professional monitoring you to make sure you do not harm yourself the way I did
myself!!</div>
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I joke about the name I chose 5 years ago, for this blog. I
had no idea how much of a journey this thing called health and weight loss
really is! I will do my best to blog regularly, as I continue my journey. I
will do my best to stay vulnerable even during hard times. I will do my best to
show you that giving up is NEVER an option! You are worth the effort!! Settling
is not the answer!</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-49339671083882701762014-01-06T08:34:00.000-08:002014-01-06T08:34:46.520-08:00Food Is Not Our God<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"><span id="goog_197003394"></span><span id="goog_197003395"></span>A quick update before we get to the subject of this post. . . . my
workout was GREAT yesterday. Last Friday's “bonking” was definitely because I did
not have enough fuel in my body. The Protein Waffles recipe I got off Heidi
Powell's blog was good. I am a texture girl and they were definitely not light
and fluffy waffles. Once I got past that (and put a tiny bit of maple syrup on
them) they were good. I will definitely make them again, especially before a
workout. You can find the link to the recipe on yesterday's blog. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I read a blog post today that I really
liked and thought I would share with you. I feel, some days, as if I am losing
my mind because of all the information coming at me about diet, exercise, and
healthy eating. I would say 90% of the food in my house is organic, but sometimes
I just cannot do it. We eat fast food too. *Gasp* I know how horrible it
is for you. . . . however, sometimes you just want to be bad. :) The point is I
am trying to do the best I can for this Earthly body of mine and to make my
days here on Earth the best they can be, but food is not my savior, Jesus
Christ is. Here is the link to the post I read today:</span><span class="apple-converted-space" style="font-size: 13.5pt;"> </span><br />
<a href="http://www.stacymakescents.com/food-is-not-your-god" target="_blank">http://www.stacymakescents.com/food-is-not-your-god</a><br />
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After 3 ½ years of walking this journey called health and
fitness I still do not have a handle on the science of correctly fueling my
body for exercise while keeping my calorie count down. Lately, I have been focusing
on higher protein. So I go workout yesterday after taking a 2-week break during
the holidays. I knew it would feel hard but it has only been 2 weeks right?? 20
minutes into the workout, I was done. . . . dizziness, nausea, headache.
What!?!?! I mean we are talking me lying down on the cold floor trying not to
throw up. . . . only 20 minutes in. I looked pathetic! Turns out, I did not
properly fuel. I ate enough calories, I thought, and I concentrated on protein.
I guess I did not have enough carbohydrates for the workout. I was done. . . .
for the whole day! Tomorrow morning I have another workout session. This time I
am going to try a recipe I found on Heidi Powell’s Blog. <a href="http://heidipowell.net/1182/protein-waffles/" target="_blank">http://heidipowell.net/1182/protein-waffles/</a> I will let
you know how it works. I WILL get this down and soon because I cannot take anymore
lying on the floor. It is mortifying and cold. ;)</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-8505844831688863712013-12-04T10:33:00.000-08:002013-12-04T10:33:01.379-08:00Mind Transformation<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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walking out this long, arduous task of weight loss, I have learned so many
things. Learning to see myself through other's eyes has been a foundational
piece. It sounds scary and it could be detrimental if you listen to the wrong
people. I am talking about the people in your inner circle. The ones that stand
by you, believe in you, and love you. We surround ourselves with people we
trust, enjoy, and respect. We listen to them on many things in our lives and
even ask their advice on critical things, so when they tell us what they see in
us why do we disregard it? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">I
never allowed myself to believe the people in my life. Every time something
positive was said my inner voice would cancel it out. I found myself saying
things like, "If they only, really, knew me they wouldn't say that. They
should see the real me." For some reason I believed if I highlighted my
faults and failures then they would see who I really was, I was not worth their
time or effort. The funny thing about that is they did see the real me. I am
the one that did not see the real me. I believed so many lies I could not see
the truth. I also believed if I bought into what they said it made me arrogant.
I believed feeling good about myself, loving myself, and allowing myself to see
my attributes meant I was arrogant. I did not understand confidence. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Somewhere
in the journey, it changed. I decided to lean on my friends’ and family's
opinions of me. Again, not just any one's opinions, but people I really trusted
to tell me the truth. Even if I did not truly believe what they said, I spoke
it to myself as if it were truth. I began making decisions based on those
thoughts. Ya know what it started working. Little by little I began believing what
they were saying until it became my own internal belief. In the beginning, I
had to lean on them until I could stand on my own. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">The
most awesome thing about this entire journey is the transformation that has and
is happening in my mind. After going through this past several months having
all of this put into the fire and tested, I believe I came out swinging because
they are no longer just my friend's and family's thoughts, but my own. I could
not stay in the place of self-hatred or worthlessness because I no longer
believed it to be true. I came out of the flames fighting for myself because
now I own these thoughts. WOW! I feel like this is one of the biggest Ah Ha
moments of my life. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">This
all goes back to identity in Christ as well. Believing what He says about me
because He does not tell a lie. He created me and knows my in most being. He
knows all the ugly stuff and still says I am fearfully and wonderfully made. He
enjoys my company and my friendship. I am worth enough for Him to send His son
to be the ultimate sacrifice for me. I am His favorite. LOL! </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">If
you struggle in this area try leaning on the positive things others see in you
for a while. If you do not have people in your life that will tell you the
good, then go to the Bible. It is comforting to hear your creator tell you what
He thinks of you. When the negative starts surfacing in your thoughts replace
it with the positive things you hear. Try it for a while and see what happens.
I dare you!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-67263347167101861842013-11-24T22:59:00.001-08:002013-11-24T22:59:29.142-08:00Woman In The Mirror<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I took the liberty of personalizing the chorus to Michael Jackson’s song
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I'm Asking Her To Change Her<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was making a change. I was losing weight. Improving my
health, my physique, and my? Wait, what was changing inside? As I stared in the
mirror all I saw was the same person, the same pain.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">You see, all these years of being over-weight I naively believed,
if I lost the weight, it would all be better. Everything would be “fixed”. The
weight was my filter. “I must have lost that job opportunity because of my
weight. Once I lose the weight, they will want me to lead worship. “They” will
want to hang out with me once I lose the weight because no one wants to hang
with the fat girl. I will be a better Mom, Wife, Sister, Friend, etc once I
lose the weight.” My weight was the enemy!! That was my truth. What a funny
word to use, huh? It was not truth! It was a big ole fat lie!</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The
closer I got to my goal weight the more confused, disillusioned, and
disheartened I became. I would stare at the woman in the mirror and wonder why I
was not "fixed". “The extra weight is nearly gone. Why isn't
everything better?” Of course, many things were better, but the deep stuff, the
stuff in the crevices of my soul were not. I still believed so many lies about my
value and myself.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I had
begun to grasp grace, but what I had not grasped was who I was in Christ. I
was/am valuable because I am a child of God<i>.
<span style="color: #444444;">Psalm 8:3-8 says, “<span class="text"><span style="background: white;">When I</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">consider</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">Your heavens, the work of Your
fingers,</span> The</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">moon and the stars, which You have</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">ordained;</span> What is man that You</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">take thought of him,</span> and the
son of man that You care for him?</span> Yet You have made him (man) a<span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">little lower than</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> angels</span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">,</span> and</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">You crown him with</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">glory and majesty!</span> You make
him to</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">rule
over the works of Your hands;</span> You have</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">put all things under his feet,</span>
all sheep and oxen,</span> and also the<span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">beasts of the field,</span> the birds
of the heavens and the fish of the sea,</span> whatever passes through the
paths of the seas."</span> </i>I have been crowned with glory and majesty!
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="background-color: white;"><i>Romans 8:15-17 says, “<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></sup></b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">For
you</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">have
not received a spirit of slavery leading to fear again, but you</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">have received</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></span><span class="text">a spirit of adoption as sons by which
we cry out, “Abba! Father!”</span></i></span><span class="apple-converted-space" style="font-style: italic;"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><i><span class="text"><span style="background-color: white;"><span id="en-NASB-28133">The
Spirit Himself</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">testifies with our spirit that we are</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">children of God,</span><b><sup> </sup></b>and if children,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">heirs also, heirs of God and fellow
heirs with Christ,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">if indeed we suffer with</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Him</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">so that we may also be glorified with</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span></span></i></span><span class="text"><i><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="background-color: white;">Him</span><span style="background-color: white;">."</span></span></i> </span><span class="text"><span style="background: white;">I am an heir of God, a joint heir with Christ! I will
inherit the kingdom of heaven! <i><span style="color: #444444;">Romans 8:37 says, “</span></i></span></span><i><span style="color: #444444;"><span class="text"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">But in
all these things we overwhelmingly</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">conquer
through</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Him who
loved us.</span></span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">For I am
convinced that neither death, nor life, nor</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">angels,
nor principalities, nor</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">things
present, nor things to come, nor powers,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span id="en-NASB-28156"> </span></span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">nor
height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us
from</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">the love
of God, which is</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"> </span></span></span></i><span class="text"><i><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="background-color: white;">in Christ
Jesus our Lord</span>."</span> </i></span><span class="text"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Nothing
can separate me from the love of God! Nothing! He paid the price! Nothing can
separate me! <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="text"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">These verses are barely scratching the surface of what scripture says about me/us. I am slowly grasping this. His thoughts are toward me. He
sings over me! He LOVES me! No matter what my weight is. No matter what anyone
else thinks of me, my creator says I am fearfully and wonderfully made! Now that is life/crevice
changing, right there.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-17721081199909281712013-11-13T22:44:00.000-08:002013-11-13T22:45:55.834-08:00I'm BACK!!!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I cannot believe I have not posted anything since April!! How time
flies when you are having fun, right!?!? The truth is I was in hiding.
Strapping on “shame and condemnation” backpacks again. Ugh!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Without going into detail, because it
involves others, my life came crashing down around me last April. It sounds
dramatic, I know, but it was. My little world was on fire. This fire is quite
literally the hottest I have ever been in and it made me confront everything.
My value, my identity, my beliefs; the very foundations I have built my life on.
It has taken me months of clinging to the one absolute in my life, my Lord and
Savior, Jesus Christ. Through many tears and desperate cries, I am pulling
through. I began to emotionally surface about two months ago, and as I did, I
realized I made a mess of all the hard work I had put into my body over the
past few years. I had abandoned all hope of reaching my goal weight/size. I had
abandoned all disciplines I had put into place. Before I knew it, I was up two
full pant sizes. That may not sound like much to you, but for me that can mean
40+ lbs. I do not actually know how much weight I have put on because I
will not weigh myself. I still believe it became detrimental to my journey. My
identity became a number on a scale, not who I am in Christ. The scale had
permission to tell me how I would feel about myself for the next week. Not
okay! I believe I will receive complete deliverance in this area of my life,
but until then I cannot become complacent. This is where my tenacity is
valuable.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>LOL! :) So, I am back at it. My friend
suggested I try a personal trainer at REVS House here in Bend. WOW! You have to
try it. The price is RIGHT and so is the training! (Click on the logo to the right and it will take you to the Facebook Page.) I will not be posting weight
loss results, but I will be posting honest, real, hopefully inspiring words
that will keep you pushing toward your goal. No matter what it is? You are
worth the effort and hey, so am I! ;)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Following is an excerpt from a blog I
read. It just reminded me that we can fall down, a lot, but if we get back up
and keep fighting, we will see victory. Often, we need to ignore our negative internal
voice. God is our strength and our refuge. I am leaning on Him and He is
providing everything I need, at just the right time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #43404d; font-size: 13.5pt;">"If you
were to add up all of the failures I’ve had, it would number close to 30,000
over the years. 30,000 failed attempts and four successes (NJ Star Ledger,
Yahoo, Dave Ramsey and CBS). 4 for 30,000. Yet, I’m doing it. I’m succeeding. I’m
making it happen.</span><span style="color: #43404d; font-family: "Georgia","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #43404d; font-size: 13.5pt;">My story is
still unwritten. I have not made it on to the NY Times Bestseller list yet. I
have not sold millions of books yet. I am not a household name yet. But I
refuse to quit.</span><span style="color: #43404d; font-family: "Georgia","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #43404d; font-size: 13.5pt;">I realized
something in July, when my book became a bestseller. This is not just about me.
This is about every American Dreamer out there who is pursuing their American
Dream. I want you to know success is right around the bend. It’s hiding behind
a mountain of mistakes and failures. You just can’t see it yet. I want you to
ignore those who tell you it can’t be done. I don’t want you to listen to
anyone who tells you to stop dreaming. Ignore them when they tell you you’re
just not good enough or that you’re just not smart enough. Unfortunately, very
often, most dream killers are people who you love the most. Don’t let them stop
you or tear you down. You are much more than you ever imagined.</span><span style="color: #43404d; font-family: "Georgia","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #43404d; font-size: 13.5pt;">You only find
out how amazing you are when your back is up against the wall and your dream
feels like it’s collapsing under the weight of all of your failures and
mistakes. When you are about ready to quit, that is when life blinks. And what
a blink. It is always some unintended great thing that happens. Something
completely out of the blue that you never expected and never imagined. When you
persist, life bends to your will. It goes from adversary to ally."</span><span style="color: #43404d; font-family: "Georgia","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #43404d; font-size: 13.5pt;">www.<span style="background: yellow;">richhabits</span>.net</span><span style="color: #43404d; font-family: "Georgia","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-31439986668045928782013-04-18T09:05:00.001-07:002013-04-18T09:05:44.295-07:00Update & Circuits In The Park<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hahaha! Don't I wish!<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once again, I had great intentions of blogging regularly . .
. but life. That is not a bad thing. That is a good thing. I am out living it.
Hahaha. I did have a quick moment this morning so I thought I would take
advantage of it and give an update. I am still training for the half marathon.
We are half way through our training now and have less than 6 weeks until the
Half Marathon. Our bodies feel good and we are getting stronger as the weeks
pass. This weekend we run 9 miles. Yikes! Writing that makes it real. I. Can.
Do. It. Jason is amazing as always. He ran 20 miles last Sunday then worked on
his feet all day. Amazing!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">We are gearing up for our Circuits in the Park again. We are
considering holding two classes per day this Summer; one at 6 AM and another at
7 AM or in the evening around 7 PM ish. I am looking for some input from people
who are considering joining us this summer. What time would you be able to join
us? Also, let me know if you would like to be added to our Facebook page. You can
read all the updates and conversations there. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I really do plan to blog more about my continuing journey,
my failures, and my successes! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Have a blessed day!</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-1234978184233017662013-03-06T20:15:00.001-08:002013-03-06T20:15:47.239-08:00Very Cold Run<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lexi, Kelli & I just before we started the run.</td></tr>
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Today was COLD, but we were out there anyway. There was a break in the snow and rain so we took advantage. We ran two miles today and that was just fine with me. Next week we start increasing our miles.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-13790877824454385202013-03-05T23:49:00.000-08:002013-03-05T23:49:44.311-08:00Tough Day<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3KLne3f4LBt1mVJ93Un2o8dDGpyjKFZzFJhLHVPt4064t4f1tFxCISl2nkpZcqCzzKNToNnEIJAZXYJ2mFXI5o9vK5e2nQ-LFCBHkYY1xIDxsKvHhveupznrFzS1rfoGfW84FFhSing4/s1600/Larissa's+plant+cell+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3KLne3f4LBt1mVJ93Un2o8dDGpyjKFZzFJhLHVPt4064t4f1tFxCISl2nkpZcqCzzKNToNnEIJAZXYJ2mFXI5o9vK5e2nQ-LFCBHkYY1xIDxsKvHhveupznrFzS1rfoGfW84FFhSing4/s400/Larissa's+plant+cell+cake.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The. . . CAKE!!</td></tr>
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Today was a tough one. I did not want to behave myself. It was a very busy day, nothing unusual there, but for some reason I wanted to eat it away . Then I had to help my daughter make a plant cell out of cake and frosting. Really?!?! Today, of all days, I had Butter Cream Frosting all around me. I was good though and only snuck a few little tastes. I opted for one of my Chocolate Bars from Trader Joe's to get me through. Now I just need to go to bed so it can be tomorrow already.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-41679090647280683872013-03-04T12:21:00.003-08:002013-03-04T12:21:41.008-08:00Training<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL8QDvV68WimNgS6sOtb7C3XsHS3qDHf4TJWwKFM5lAu1c0H5N1IG6pY2a3o7DRPBIR7t2FSsHpcFHK2DYcAO1g6Aaceifj7IZAVPw3sBFu6AD7ztoqjpp2w6u1urMEc9zmUEMMejtxqg/s1600/will+run+for+pizza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL8QDvV68WimNgS6sOtb7C3XsHS3qDHf4TJWwKFM5lAu1c0H5N1IG6pY2a3o7DRPBIR7t2FSsHpcFHK2DYcAO1g6Aaceifj7IZAVPw3sBFu6AD7ztoqjpp2w6u1urMEc9zmUEMMejtxqg/s320/will+run+for+pizza.jpg" width="217" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hahaha. . . that's me. Will run for Pizza!!!</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I am so excited to be training for a half marathon again! I am not entirely sure why though. By nature I am not a person that loves running. However, I do recognize all the benefits and always feel so good after a run. I'm not going to lie, it takes a lot to get me out the door and after yesterday's painful 3 mile run I decided to write down the Top 5 reasons why I am glad to be in training again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">1 – I cannot give excuses for why I cannot run today. I have
to run 3 times a week because I am training for a race! ;)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">2 – Running is my anti-anxiety/depression drug. Seriously,
it puts me in a happier state of mind.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">3 – It hurts so good. Lol! Okay, with as long as I have been
running, 3 miles should not hurt this much. I guess you cannot take 4 months
off and expect to be right back where you were. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">4 – If friends run with me it gives me time to catch up with
them. Life is so busy and it is often hard to find time for coffee, but I am
running three times a week so if you run with me we’ll have at least a half an
hour to chat. . . . because I am really good at running and chatting at the same time. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">5 – The fresh air does a body good. . . oh, except when it
is below 40 degrees outside. Then I’m sure it is doing some sort of damage. Running
outside, breathing the fresh air, because I live in Central Oregon it is fresh
air, has got to be like going to an oxygen bar. It renews you. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I am only 12 weeks away from the Half Marathon. . . YIKES!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-84855269467238385782013-02-26T21:24:00.002-08:002013-02-26T21:24:43.269-08:00Tasty Tuesday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1OvzFdYd91_y22EoTNLa05Soa3YGTmER5fcCYTCDvl8ugcVy59KZtAnRZUS9Oi9ii0h13zyZpLa3gJ6B8_5cKSMuUxUJVSVwyruVHQLP3oMncMKYyhJnXPFqXlh-YxTgjiqOB1UIxnyA/s1600/southwest+salad+dressing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="233" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1OvzFdYd91_y22EoTNLa05Soa3YGTmER5fcCYTCDvl8ugcVy59KZtAnRZUS9Oi9ii0h13zyZpLa3gJ6B8_5cKSMuUxUJVSVwyruVHQLP3oMncMKYyhJnXPFqXlh-YxTgjiqOB1UIxnyA/s320/southwest+salad+dressing.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>
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I love this salad dressing. You can easily make adjustments to this recipe. You should definitely try it! I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. <br />
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<a href="http://recipes.sparkpeople.com/recipe-detail.asp?recipe=158297">http://recipes.sparkpeople.com/recipe-detail.asp?recipe=158297</a><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-70030969295319201822013-02-21T13:44:00.003-08:002013-02-21T13:44:52.262-08:00Another Half Marathon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">So here I go again. . . <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m signing up for another Half Marathon. I’m
putting it out here so I do not wimp out. LOL! I will be signing up for the
Happy Girls Half Marathon. It’s May 26<sup>th</sup> in Bend. I’m hoping I can
talk my 2 oldest daughters into signing up for the 5K too. If you want to join
me I would LOVE it. You know I’m all about a party when it comes to working
out. <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span> Fitness
should not be so serious. It should be about having fun and in this case
enjoying the outdoors. Let’s DO IT!!<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-79810024879284997702013-02-20T08:52:00.000-08:002013-02-20T11:28:28.187-08:00Jason's Inspirational Story<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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I cannot believe, once again, it has been so long since I last blogged. Life
is so busy. I used to look at women in my stage of life and think they had
"arrived". <span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Hahahaha</span>. I do not feel I have arrived. I feel insane, as
if life is running away from me and I cannot catch up. When this happens, it is
time to re-prioritize. That is what I am currently doing, but that is for
another blog. <br />
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Today I want to highlight my husband, Jason. He is my inspiration. When I
started my journey he was my cheerleader; he coached me, encouraged me, and
counseled me. As we walked along my new path, Jason's clothes became baggy.
Before we knew it, he was 50 lbs smaller. When I began running he gladly joined
me to encourage me. Now he has run in two half marathons, Hood To Coast, and is currently
training for a full marathon. He has done all of this in the face of major adversity. He is a man of great
strength and character. Jason, congratulations on so many successes these past
few years!!<br />
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If Jason can lose 100 lbs while going through all he has gone through; full time college student, full time job, Reserve Police Academy, Father, Husband, 2 moves, high levels of stress due to false accusations from the State of Oregon's Unemployment Dept. . . . I know
you can too!!! <br />
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I hope this encourages you to begin or continue on your path to health
and wellness.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Before at just over 300 lbs</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji7Y5DR_vVCc_m0UkiZe_mkx7-3cgPbbXDT4tjasdJFpmKZUrywIGGF8EXMJ2Wb-Dh1PUtXQ7Ew4nqi1GQsJad9P2FOESZAO6yg4tcYLjw1GIFvhChZa92SDItEbXnL2_dO3icJWJGYEs/s1600/Jason+and+his+diploma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji7Y5DR_vVCc_m0UkiZe_mkx7-3cgPbbXDT4tjasdJFpmKZUrywIGGF8EXMJ2Wb-Dh1PUtXQ7Ew4nqi1GQsJad9P2FOESZAO6yg4tcYLjw1GIFvhChZa92SDItEbXnL2_dO3icJWJGYEs/s320/Jason+and+his+diploma.jpg" width="213" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After at just over 200 lbs</td></tr>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-78074200323011868572013-01-23T22:51:00.000-08:002013-01-23T22:51:50.936-08:00Amazing QuotesThese following two quotes remind me that the battle is hard. . . but the victory is oh so sweet!!!<br />
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Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure. . . than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a grey twilight that knows not victory or defeat. <br />
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- Theodore Roosevelt<br />
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I count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who conquers his enemies; for the hardest victory is over self.<br />
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- Aristotle<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-11574045541414935332013-01-11T07:57:00.000-08:002013-01-11T07:57:04.859-08:00New Year's Revolution E-Book<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXXCYYI1OypVF99ZbCb8KY50rn3EGBttW4QCqZj6YgE0A7If-nwfO_fCUcRtAzpT2xIOPnYTjVcI8wyiR6e0er6J_q-29llh7dneztzCEx4wCOwVQHyJtZKHRYUUxtRts8QPLgyaC4Jkg/s1600/New+Year's+Revolution+book+cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXXCYYI1OypVF99ZbCb8KY50rn3EGBttW4QCqZj6YgE0A7If-nwfO_fCUcRtAzpT2xIOPnYTjVcI8wyiR6e0er6J_q-29llh7dneztzCEx4wCOwVQHyJtZKHRYUUxtRts8QPLgyaC4Jkg/s320/New+Year's+Revolution+book+cover.jpg" width="256" /></a></div>
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<span id="goog_723040894"></span><span id="goog_723040895"></span>I am honored to be apart of an e-book that was just released call New Year's Revolution. It is a compilation of success stories varying from marriage, to weight loss, to debt reduction. These stories will inspire you to take a look at your life and make a change. It is NEVER easy, but is ALWAYS worth it. Just click on this link or copy it to your browser, click on add to cart, and then check out. It is easy and FREE. The author will send the e-book to you. ENJOY!! <a href="http://www.e-junkie.com/140619/product/484391.php">http://www.e-junkie.com/140619/product/484391.php</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-30400609707763925522013-01-04T11:07:00.001-08:002013-01-04T11:07:21.855-08:00New Year's Cleanse<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://theinspiredroom.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/quote-about-living-with-intention.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="laugh, learn, pray, do what you love" border="0" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-30976" height="320" src="http://theinspiredroom.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/quote-about-living-with-intention.jpg" title="quote about living with intention" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taken from <br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It is already January 4<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> and I have meant to
write a blog post for the past 9 days. I am continually amazed how time gets
away from you when you are not intentional with it. I can be too intentional
and schedule my family to death though. I have to try to find balance in that this
year. I feel like 2012 was a bit of a loss in this department. I am looking
forward to 2013 with great intention. LOL! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">As you know, I am facing 2013 with a renewed desire for
health. I want my days here on Earth to be energetic and full, not tired and lazy.
I want to help people make positive changes in their lives and learn how to
live a full life. With that goal in mind I started the year, a little early,
with a cleanse. It was time to clear the toxins out and start fresh. Without
being too graphic, I will say, there must have been many toxins!!! This has
been the hardest cleanse ever!!! I have been sluggish, weak, exhausted. . . how
many more words can I come up with to express how tired I feel? I am on
day 9 today and <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u>cannot</u></b> wait
to eat. Do not get me wrong. I am happy I saw it through. It reminds me I am
strong and can do anything I put my mind to. This has taken so much mental
strength. I can tell the toxins are releasing because my back pain has subsided
and my joints feel much better. There have been many positives. My biggest
battle has been my mind; wanting to eat, not because I am hungry, but because I
want to sooth myself with food. I am tugging at that root again and it hurts. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Only two more days and I can drink Orange Juice. I do not remember
having such a deep longing for OJ before. LOL! </span></div>
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<span style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">Here’s to living 2013 with intention!!</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-4414242879735512952012-12-27T15:01:00.000-08:002012-12-27T15:01:27.131-08:00Where did this last year go?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_9ruzvYxrVJ7iJbFdn-ERXLTdu7zzmuAPVswnZJBQzG0JuvPcn2hBwN4D-bCP7sjW8XndxK_Ko-qvp0f9h9P8ZxBhhRBJz7UhBLjwV5npt8aAr4r2ywMtXpRdyCGOiRhg3DUBTsoa6TI/s1600/Hope.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_9ruzvYxrVJ7iJbFdn-ERXLTdu7zzmuAPVswnZJBQzG0JuvPcn2hBwN4D-bCP7sjW8XndxK_Ko-qvp0f9h9P8ZxBhhRBJz7UhBLjwV5npt8aAr4r2ywMtXpRdyCGOiRhg3DUBTsoa6TI/s320/Hope.jpg" width="320" /></a>I am so excited about 2013. I am full of hope for what's to come for both me
and my family. Before writing this post I went back and read my posts from
January 2012. Apparently, I was really excited about 2012 as well. LOL! I
cannot believe I was only 24 lbs. away from my goal weight. The reality of that
hit like a brick! What did I do with 2012? Where did it go?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<o:p> </o:p>For our family 2012 brought a lot of positive changes and was one of the
busiest years of our lives. A move, a vacation, two (completely) broken
vehicles, one new vehicle, a job change for me and full time work for Jason,
Jason completing his Associates Degree, Jason completing the Reserve Academy
for the City of Prineville, the loss of a family pet, two new family pets, running
Circuits in the Park and a childcare through the Summer, and the list could go
on and on.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<o:p> </o:p>For me personally, it was a really tough year. So many old habits and
addictions fought for control over me. My flesh was weak and I gave into many
temptations. As I began 2012 I was convinced I had overcome this life long battle.
I believed I was free from this stronghold. My naivety begged me to loosen my
grip. As I began loosening the reigns, in the name of balance, my old struggles
came rushing in like flood waters. I had lost my resiliency. So I find myself in
a much different place than I had hoped to be by this time.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<o:p> </o:p>Not to fret, life is a journey, and it is not over yet. 2013 starts with
Grace and is filled with Hope.<o:p></o:p><br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-23644699729723133512012-12-12T18:29:00.001-08:002012-12-12T18:29:44.823-08:00Weighing In<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It has now been six and a half weeks since I last weighed myself. This is
the toughest challenge I have given myself during this journey. The first four
weeks were the most difficult. I realized how much of my identity is in what the
scale says I weigh. I do not know what to think of myself or how to rate my
success without seeing a number. I started this journey with my health in mind.
I wanted to extend my life and better the quality of my life. The first year
was a success! I was experiencing so many new things, learning so many new
things about myself, and losing a lot of weight. The second year rolled around
and something changed. My focus changed from loving myself by losing the
weight, feeding myself healthy foods and being active, to just reaching the
number! The shift was unhealthy and led to a year of difficulties. I went up 40
lbs down 20 lbs, up 20, down 25 and so on. If I had a great week but the scale
did not say so, my week was ruined. Instead of being happy with the way I treated
myself I condemned myself for not working hard enough. The first year was a
year of learning about living in freedom and grace and taking off the baggage
of self-condemnation and guilt. This past year I picked up that pack and
strapped it back on. I would not have learned any of this if I had not decided
to step away from the scale. (Thank you Cynthia for that suggestion.) I feel so
free today. I do not plan to weigh myself again unless I am at the doctor's
office. I plan to continue focusing on my health and loving myself enough to
feed myself the right foods and exercise because of the way it makes me feel. I
will reach my goal of a size 8 and will not measure my success by weight. It
will happen when it happens and because of loving myself. <br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-33696149472431482742012-12-03T14:17:00.001-08:002012-12-03T14:17:28.605-08:00Weight Loss Ideas for the New Year<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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January 1st is just around the corner and I am pretty sure the majority of you are going to make "losing weight" a New Year's Resolution. LOL! I have a few suggestions that have been amazing for me.<br />
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1. <a href="http://www.jillianmichaels.com/">www.jillianmichaels.com</a>. It is very affordable and gives you 4 workouts a week customized to your fitness level and your schedule. You can log your food there and join challenges. (These really helped me in the beginning.)<br />
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2. Bodybugg. This is the contraption I wear on my arm. It tells me how many calories I am burning throughout my day. These are on sale for Christmas at <a href="http://mystore.24hourfitness.com/search.php?subcat=23">http://mystore.24hourfitness.com/search.php?subcat=23</a>. I have the bodybugg that communicates with my smart phone. It has revolutionized weight loss for me.<br />
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3. Running has played a crucial part in my weight loss. It burns a lot of calories in a short amount of time and it's free!! The only thing that costs is a good pair of running shoes. (I highly recommend GOOD running shoes.) The Foot Zone in Bend is where it's at!!<br />
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4. In Motion Training Studio, located in the Old Mill, is a great place to get a GREAT workout. Here's a link to their website: <a href="http://www.inmotionbend.com/index.html#Mon">http://www.inmotionbend.com/index.html#Mon</a><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-85321525490057307112012-11-19T23:12:00.001-08:002012-11-19T23:12:16.884-08:00Shape Magazine<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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<em>I hope all is well with you. I wanted to let you know that we are considering your story for our March issue. Is there any way you could resend me your before and after pictures? It would be great if I could get them by 3pm my time.</em></div>
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I am so excited!! I hope it works out!! How cool would that be?</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-53348686473532852872012-11-08T09:44:00.001-08:002012-11-08T09:44:26.675-08:00Melancholy<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">For those of you who know me well, you know I can be very
melancholy at times. The world can seem too much some days. Over the past few
days, I have been very melancholy. Part of it is self-doubt regarding my weight
loss and part of it is just where we are in life right now. I am really
struggling with believing I can finish my weight loss and reach my goal. On one
hand, I am tired of fighting and working so dang hard and on the other hand, I
want to reach my goal so badly. Why after so much success do I still doubt
myself? Why does doubt even dare to show itself after the success I have seen?
Why do I doubt my strength and my abilities? Why do I fail to see what I am
capable of? I have no idea. I am searching for answers because I believe this
self-doubt is exactly what is keeping me from reaching my goal. One day I am on
top of the world and the next day I am convinced I just cannot do it. Why? Do
not hear me wrong. I am not quitting. I am just trying to figure out why this
doubt creeps up and how I can combat it so it does not sabotage my efforts.</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-19802539634098751992012-11-01T12:43:00.002-07:002012-11-01T12:43:53.244-07:00Halloween = Fail<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Last night's eating = FAIL! Come on, who can resist that much candy? I have maintained discipline in these situations before but last night it went out the door. I dove right in. This morning? This morning I feel awful! I'm still full, have a slight head ache and am so glad I eat right now. I cannot believe I use to live this way!! YUCK! <br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-27804103280392039682012-10-30T09:59:00.000-07:002012-11-01T12:44:10.029-07:00Last Challenge, New Challenge<br />
I ended the 90 challenge with a 25 lb weight loss. I am thrilled with that! It was not what I was hoping for but was still a success nonetheless. Time to focus on the next challenge. Only 8 weeks to meet my goal of 15 more lbs off this body of mine. This time I am going to shake it up a bit. I am not going to weigh myself until the very end. . . Christmas Eve morning. Yikes!! This is going to be an important part of working on my mind, my body, and the spiritual side of me. Deep breath. . . . Here goes nothing!<br />
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I just needed a reminder of where I was and where I am . . . <br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-15906912445557237792012-10-26T11:01:00.000-07:002012-10-26T11:01:06.330-07:00New Challenge
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I did not weigh this past Wednesday because our final weigh in for the 90
day challenge is this Monday. I will post my total loss for the challenge then.
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The new challenge also starts Monday. It is an 8 week challenge. (Much more
doable I think.) The final weigh in will be December 24th. If you would like to
be a part of this challenge just email me your current weight and your goal
weight for this challenge. My email address is <a href="mailto:sandy@sandysjourney.com"><span style="color: blue;">sandy@sandysjourney.com</span></a>.
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This challenge will live up to the title "challenge". This one
takes us through Halloween, Thanksgiving and ALL the holiday parties. My
suggestion would be to set a goal that is not too ambitious. For instance, my
goal for this next challenge is to lose 15 lbs. I think I still may be a little
ambitious, but that's me. Even if your goal is to maintain through the season, it could be nice to have this accountability to make that happen. Really think about it and make sure you
do not set yourself up for feelings of failure. These challenges are not meant
to cause shame and condemnation, but excitement and a little fun while doing
something as mundane as losing weight. Shame and condemnation are destructive
and do not help the process. When you begin a program or challenge make sure
you are ready to commit so you can see success. Success is the GREATEST
motivator while failure or the feelings of failure will send you on a downward spiral.
Of course, I do not want to talk you out of joining us, but I do want you to be
ready to commit! If you think this will be a little too much during the holiday
season give yourself some grace. We are not super people, although I know we
think we should be. LOL!<o:p></o:p><br />
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While weight loss is the purpose of the challenge, I do not want it to be
the only focus this time. I want to focus on our Body, Mind and Spiritual
health. Weight loss is part of the road to health, but not all of it. We need
to consider our environment, the types of food we're eating, the exercise we're
putting in, the quality time we spend feasting from the Word of God, hearing
His truth about us. Learning to hold negative thoughts captive and make them accountable to the Word of God.<br />
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This is going to be one of the toughest challenges because of the season,
but also the most fulfilling. I look forward to hearing from you on Monday.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861113690092613744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306936759791059298.post-81880871382176387762012-10-19T09:24:00.003-07:002012-10-19T09:24:53.759-07:00Honey Garlic Pork Chops<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A few weeks ago I challenged everyone to try a new healthy recipe and to share it with all of us. Better late than never, here is the recipe I tried. It is from <a href="http://www.sparkpeople.com/">www.sparkpeople.com</a>. It was good, but next time I will pound the pork chop until it's about a half inch thick and marinate it for 24 hours. Then I think it will be fabulous!<br />
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<span class="spx_inspected spx_global" itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"><ul><span class="spx_inspected spx_global" itemprop="name">1/4 + 1/8 cup honey</span><br /><span class="spx_inspected spx_global" itemprop="name">3 tbsp soy <a class="kLink" href="http://recipes.sparkpeople.com/recipe-detail.asp?recipe=59689#" id="KonaLink0" style="position: static; text-decoration: underline !important;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Trebuchet MS, Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400; position: static;"><span class="kLink" style="color: blue !important; font-family: Trebuchet MS, Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400; position: relative;">sauce</span></span></a></span><br /><span class="spx_inspected spx_global" itemprop="name">6 cloves garlic, minced</span><br /><span class="spx_inspected spx_global" itemprop="name">6 pork loin chops, boneless, trimmed of excess fat, 4 oz each</span> <strong data-analytics="SPX_standard-button"></strong><span class="hintTextGreen" data-analytics="SPX_standard-button" style="display: inline-block; vertical-align: middle;"></span></ul>
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In a shallow dish, whisk together honey, soy sauce and garlic.<br />Coat chops in mixture.<br />Reserve left over honey mixture for basting.<br />Place chops on greased grill over med high heat, close lid and cook. basting 2 times.<br /><br />Number of Servings: 6<br /><br /><i>Recipe submitted by SparkPeople user LINJEN.</i></div>
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