I remember hitting 200.2lbs on the scale and the fear being immobilizing. I couldn’t remember ever seeing a 1 in front. For months this paralyzed me. I would teeter right at 200lbs, never once seeing that elusive 1. 200.2, 202, 201.6, always close but never quite there. I was so frustrated. So angry. So desperately … Continue reading
I’ve never understood how someone can weigh in just once a week. Scales are meant to weigh yourself with multiple times. Multiple times a day. Hi, my name is Danielle and I’m a scale addict. My obsession with the scale has impacted me negatively in the following ways: it dictates my mood for the day. A huge loss … Continue reading
I like coffee and I really like cream. I like a lot of cream in a good cup of coffee. As I was measuring my almond milk and pouring it into my coffee this morning I thought to myself, “This sucks. I don’t even like this shit.” Almond milk in coffee sucks. It just sucks. The taste sucks. The … Continue reading
Hilton Head came and went much too quickly. We had a wonderful time laying by the beach, laying by the pool, keeping a constant drink in hand, and eating delicious seafood. I cannot complain. I also cannot complain about the fatkinis I saw, in fact, I would like to celebrate the amount of Fatkinis I saw! I … Continue reading
Bourbon and barbells. It has a ring, right? I’ve started doing weights without drinking, too! I know, I know. It’s terrible. No, not that I stopped drinking while doing weights, but that I’d become a cardio queen. Looking back, it really would have helped my cycling times in the Triathlons. I do at some point plan … Continue reading
If you’re a 90s kid, you know what I’m talking about with “pics or it didn’t happen.” Well, it did happen. 4 times in fact. AND, four days ago, I wrote a post about getting my training life together and how much better I feel when I do. Since then, I’ve ran 4 times. I … Continue reading
It started yesterday. I want to tell you this is easy. I want to tell you this is easy. I want to tell you this is easy. This has never been, and will never be easy. Weight loss. I want to tell myself the scale is not a reflection of who I am. I want … Continue reading
On Valentine’s Day my husband bought me the most beautiful roses and wrote me a love letter. It was the perfect gift. In his love letter he wrote about how proud of me he was for how I’ve handled our loss. How he recognizes the bond between mother and child is like none other. How … Continue reading
My brother sent me a link to a really interesting concept. Have y’all heard of this new app, Rise? It’s pretty fascinating to me. Essentially, it’s a nutritionist in your phone. You sign up and tell them what your objectives are and they match you up with a few people they think will be a … Continue reading
I went to the Doctor’s today and it was the first time in months I’ve stepped foot on a scale. Within the last two weeks or so I’ve started getting back on track with running and cleaner eating. Within the last week my eating has been clean again. True Story: I contemplated going back to … Continue reading
Damn girl, that's a lot of fattitude 