This is WAR!

There ya go! I have decided that instead of calling this a wimpy ol journey, I am going to call this war. That’s exactly what it is. I am rescuing my health.

Okay so here is a picture from one of my all-time favorite movies Full Metal Jacket. Show me YOUR war face!!!


This goes in line with my inside out weight loss lesson for the day. I believe it’s lesson number 13, and we are covering first second and third lines of defense against overeating, cravings, weakness in general. So that is my work for tonight, to come up with my first second and third lines of defense.

I am having a good day, I decided to switch to higher protein breakfasts, stick to my salad in a jar for lunch, and have my nutri blasts for dinner. I had a 6 inch veggie max from subway for breakfast, a banana for snack, I will have my salad in just a few, and trust me – kale will not be a part of the nutri blast tonight!

This girl is on fire today. My mental is straight. I am so stoked to do my cardio tonight. I am going to borrow from the biggest loser, and I am doing my “last chance workout” tonight. I’m going to get in a 5 mile bike ride with the toddler.

After all that is done, I promise to show you my war face πŸ™‚

Well, dammit, I did it. Sans toddler. Went hard one hour 17 minutes. Cal burn- 771+. That’s generic because my dumb ass forgot to set my HRM. damn shame. πŸ˜‰

Tomorrow is weigh day. Kinda nervous. But let’s see what happened.

I’m out.


30 minute really warm dual shower head shower with Shea moisturizer and motivating spa music. Heaven. Smooth, silky, delicious nutri blast. Heaven with a cherry on top.


Spinach, an avocado, banana, pear, a chunk of ginger.


About Violet

I am a dreadlocked mom of a teen and a tot, originally from the east coast, now living in the really hot- most of the time- desert. I am a "used to be" story. I used to be happy, a cyclist, a 100lb loser, a 30-something, a practicing Buddhist, and an all aorund smart ass and go getter. I gained 70 pounds back, my knee issues caught up with me, I relished in fast food, stress, lost my enthusiasm, and became jaded. I hated everything. Grump, grump. Well... I woke up from this coma and decided to take control and share that journey with you. So, here's to my next 40 years... come along, and feel free to dish it and keep me in check. I can take it! :)

Posted on March 14, 2013, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. nobody reads mine, and i still post on it…for me. isn’t the purpose of doing something doing it for yourself?

  2. Hey there Violet. If you start again then so will I. I’m 40, 5’6″ and currently 204 lbs (a UK size 22) and want to get to 140 (size 12-14), or wherever feels awesome. I’ve been listening to IOWL podcasts and also ‘Yell at your Fat’. My motivation and commitment comes and goes. I keep telling myself that the important thing is to get back up and start again. Over and over, until. We can do this.

    • Ok mama! You’ve done it now! I will get back on the horse. First i have some ‘splainin to do πŸ™‚ then i will start again. I must make some adjustments- self correct my last 2 weeks, put kaizen into play and make a plan. I’m ready. You in?

  3. WHERE DID YOUR POSTING GO? Start blogging!

    • No one was reading it or commenting. I got tired of putting in the work for nothing. It was work. I was witty for myself. I can start again. After I have a piece of cheesecake. πŸ˜‰

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