So you know it’s never a good thing when you tell somebody your weight and their jaw drops to the floor.
So yes, that happened this morning.
My first thought was are you looking at me that way because I don’t look that big?
Do I look that big?
What was in that ice cream?
Today started The Biggest Loser at work.
I have went ridiculously overboard these past several months and I will be the first to admit it.
I will also be the first to tell you that enough is enough.
I am tired of feeling like a stuffed sausage in 98.9 percent of my clothing.
My plan of attack:
~I am making damn sure I am drinking half my weight in ounces of water every day.
~Staying within my calorie limit.
~Allowing myself one cheat meal per week.
~Going to the gym at least 4 out of the 7 days per week.
~Staying as badass and awesome as humanly possible.
So much has happened since I took yet another hiatus. I gained more weight but that’s neither here nor there.
I want to talk to you guys about something… something serious.
I know, I know, it doesn’t happen often.
I just want to talk to all you ladies about trusting your gut.
About knowing your body so well that when something isn’t right you don’t push it to the back of your mind.
You take care of it. You find out. You get answers.
My sister-n-law had a full hysterectomy over Christmas break. One that was only supposed to be a partial.
She fought to have a full, where they take everything out, especially your ovaries.
My Husband’s Mother, her Mother, died 6 ½ years ago of Ovarian Cancer.
Michelle was having problems, she was 40, and hadn’t planned on having any more children.
The doctors tried talking her out of getting a full. They tried and they failed.
A few days after her surgery Michelle received a call that none of us want to get.
She had cancer… In her ovaries. The ovaries that the doctor had fought with Michelle over to keep.
Now fast forward to today. She is starting her second round of 18 weeks of hard core chemo.
She is brave. She is a fighter. She will beat this.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE listen to your body. Listen to your heart and your gut and if something isn’t right act on it.
Michelle’s hair began falling out last week… so we both went and got our heads shaved this weekend J
People keep asking me how I did it?
How was it so easy for me?
Well when you love somebody enough and you see that they are scared and hurting you may understand why and how.
It's just hair.
It does NOT define our beauty.
Not to mention it saves me about 30 extra minutes in the morning so I can sleep in a little longer.
Only downfall is I can't seem to stay warm!!!