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Thursday, February 24, 2011

A Smelly Quirk...

Working out with Mark over at EM has been incredible. Not only am I feeling better physically, I'm feeling pretty freaking great emotionally too! It has been quite the blessing.

I do however have an embarrassing admission! Everybody has quirks about them that make them unique. I have many quirks but the biggest quirk that seems to be ruling my life right now is smelling good.

Now this doesn't sound as horrible as it actually may be. When I work out I tend to sweat profusely. That doesn't mean I smell like horrible dirty sweat, but it does mean I become uber paranoid that I do! So before every work out in public I slather myself in lotion and use body sprays and good smelling medicated deodorant. Yah, I told you I'm a little crazy.

Well... something happened on Tuesday that may have CURED me of my obsession. Have you ever been in a situation where there are only five people around and someone ELSE passes gas? And YOU know you didn't do it... but what if everyone else thought it WAS you? Well... embarrassing as it was and is to admit this exact thing happened to me.

Mark had me on some stretching cage contraption where he had to climb all over behind me to help manipulate my hips in order to get a good stretch in. And then the forsaken smell hit me. OH GOSH. I started to smirk a little- yes I still act like a grade schooler when someone else farts in public- but then... THEN I realized how bad it looked ON ME! I was the one stretching funky and the smell by now had gotten soo RAUNCHY I had to start breathing out of my mouth to keep from gagging. If I was asked to describe it the only thing I could say is rotten eggs with a little sickness backing it up. HAHA- Oops. I guess I did just describe it.

My apologies!

Anyway, the entire time I was working out desperately trying to not TASTE this horrible stench I was purple faced and paranoid that everyone would think it was me.

And because of the shade of my face, I'm pretty sure everyone thought it was me. So there goes my good smelling re pore. I guess I don't have to shower, slather, spray, and deodorize before every exercise anymore.

Thank goodness!

Monday, February 21, 2011

The Little Voice in my Head...

Like I said in my last post I was going to read through the book, "Just 10 Lbs" and keep a sort of journal as I chug along. I'm a very critical reader (a sorry fault of mine) so don't take what I have to say as gospel (good or bad) because you may miss out on something that could really benefit you! We're all very different people with different experiences and beliefs. This review is just one person's opinion. I hope you take the time to make one for yourself. :)

Reading through the book I have found a lot of solace in several sections that I have read. The author Brad Lamm came up with 10 steps to help the "overeater" overcome and conquer this horrible battle. They include:

1: Live the Love Centered Diet.
2: Start a Moving Meditation.
3: Develop a Daily Practice.
4: Appreciate Your Body.
5: Love Yourself Thin.
6: Maintain Loving Connections.
7. Eliminate Excuses
8. Examine Your Battleground Beliefs
9. Connect with Higher-Source Thinking
and step 10: Pay it Forward.

In the first section you learn, "you are how you eat" and even get to take a test to learn what kind of eater you are. I am the EMOTIONAL eater.

Of course I already knew this.

When you find yourself eating because you are lonely, bored, happy, sad, and/or angry you KNOW that you have a bad relationship with food. It's the facing it head on and breaking free from the mental bondage that is hard. Lamm is adament that repeating healthy and good words of affirmation are important to healing yourself. Surprisingly enough I actually like this.

Yesterday I took the time to practice what I read and sat on my bed for a couple of minutes to just meditate and appreciate the life that I have. I then repeated to myself that "I am beautiful" and other phrases that are more personal to me.

When I was done I looked up into the mirror and actually saw beauty there, and it was peaceful. I haven't felt pretty or beautiful in awhile. The disease is a BIG voice in my head that tells me every day that I am not worth anything. This voice tells me when I do mess up and eat something I shouldn't that I always knew I couldn't do it. That I might as well continue to eat anyway because nothing I do or say will fix me.

THIS VOICE IN MY HEAD IS WRONG.

Something I've learned recently in an interview with my church leader, my Bishop, is that I (and every one of you) are all divine children of Heavenly Father. Of course I've grown up hearing those words every Sunday and Wednesday but never really listened to those words. Heavenly Father made us in his image- therefore I can't be ugly. How can I hate something that our Lord created? And most importantly, that voice in my head? That's satan. That voice in my head is the devil trying to make be believe I am less than what I really am... a daughter of God.

Now when I read in the book that I should take some time every morning to repeat words of affirmation, chant and pray I actually ROLLED my eyes. Can you see me now CHANTING in my bedroom? That just sounds a little- whacko?! Not me AT all. But I continued reading and really can appreciate the wisdom behind it. I will take it upon me to say prayers in the morning asking for help every day, and I will continue to repeat to myself how amazing I am. And soon will walk tall with truth behind my gait instead of the quite hatred I've held in my heart.

I will also promise, however, that you will NOT be hearing me chant any time soon. I just might die falling off the bed convulsing in laughter. :) And that can't be healthy either... haha!

The next section I've started is Appreciate Your Body. I have a lot to learn and I'm excited to have found this book... because for someone who has been on this journey for almost a year- I still have a LONG way to go.

And I hope you take that journey with me.

Love Nichole

Friday, February 18, 2011

A Book...

So I started reading a book. (I know... Crazy that I can read, right?! HAHA!) In this book it talks a lot about over-eating and over coming obstacles. It also talks about how setting a huge weight-loss goal can actually hinder your success. I have to admit that I was REALLY skeptical at first until the author started talking about his struggle with binging and purging.

SMACK.

I was immediately absorbed. I have this fascination with eating disorders and have even written a small thesis on two of them, annorexia and bulimia. I, however, never delved into the world of over-eating because I never thought this could be me. In fact when I was writing my thesis I was already fully absorbed in my new world of agony. I didn't even know it yet. I thought I was just better. I was eating... and that was good, yes? NOPE. It was just my "disease" taking a new route because I had mentally road blocked any other way for my issues to express themselves.

So when I read about this author's struggle very similar to mine I became more interested in what he had to say. I mean, he has obviously kicked his "habit" and is even famous for being an inspirational interventionist. That has to count for something, doesn't it?

I think I will take upon myself a new venture that may help me along this healing lifestyle change. If you are interested in joining me the book is called Just 10 Lbs. by Brad Lamm. I have a friend who was on the VIEW recently because she is working hand in hand with Brad fighting this battle herself. Even if I don't agree or like parts of the book I will still learn something... so here I go! :)

I will (of course) leave blog/ journal entries as I move along through the book. Hopefully some of the "issues" I have had with self-image and food can help someone else out there... because as hard as it is to believe this...
WE. ARE. ALL. BEAUTIFUL.

And we deserve to live our lives knowing as much.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

To Walk the Walk...

My physical therapy/ personal training session was simply- amazing. It has been a year (or multiple years rather) since I've been able to leave a work out walking tall. Normally I have a limp because my left hip is throbbing and burning in all the wrong ways. Monday was a completely different story!

I'm so excited to have finally found someone that actually took the time to "listen" to my words and understand my language. When I went to the GroupHealth clinic two weeks ago the physical therapist raised her voice to me and refused to understand what I was explaining. She took our short hour and chastised me for not taking care of this sooner instead of trying to find out WHY I refused to come in. And when she did examine my hip, she jerked it and caused more pain then when I had walked in with. I couldn't walk to for almost two days.

Have you ever experienced something that ached and hurt so much you almost feel as if you are falling into a pit of despair? I was close to heading in that direction. Now I have felt serious depression before after I had my daughter. It was a dark and very lonely time for me. Knowing I was getting back to that horrible state of being scared me. Having met with the Physical Terrorist (wonderful word choice Dan!) pushed me even closer to that pit of misery. But meeting with Mark- a very professional yet HYSTERICAL person turned me around in just one session. Like I said before- amazing.

First things first, he had me take my shoes and socks off and walk back and forth across the gym several times. While I was doing so he got down on the ground and watched my entire motion. When I walked back the fourth time he got up and told me his prognosis. Apparently I walk incorrectly with my left foot. Instead of using my big toe and allowing my arch to fall when I "land" I walk on the outer edge of my foot. This, in turn, has caused my entire left leg to shift and adapt to this way of walking. My muscles and hip joint a have all changed to support the way I turn my leg out. Think of it as a partial duck walk. Who would have known that this could cause so much pain long term?

Well long awesome story short he went through many stretches with me. He even got up close and personal a few times as he manually turned my thigh in the direction it is supposed to turn as I did several stretches... and it didn't hurt! I was so shocked! Well... I'm not going to lie- I think I was shocked most of the time, especially when he entered my "personal" space. HAHAHA! I remember thinking to myself that I was glad Josh wasn't watching! ;)

So now I have another 9 sessions and I am feeling hopefull for the first time since I've started this blog that my hip will finally feel GOOD! I do have an old hip injury-pulled hip flexor and Mark thinks adductor as well... but it's not the end all anymore!

Thank you all for your support! :) And don't be a stubborn fool as I have. If you hurt, get it fixed. It may be something simple, but you won't ever know if you don't try. :)

Sunday, February 13, 2011

A Few Firsts...

The other day I bought my first offical fancy pair of running shoes. They are the ASIS Gel-Kayano's almost exactly like the ones in the picture here- except pink, black, and white on the top side. I love them.

I am however EXTREMELY annoyed about something I JUST found out. I spent $140.00 on the shoes and bought inserts for my high archs hoping that would help with my shin splints... leaving my bill at $200.00. I know. I know. WHO PAYS THAT??? Well, apparently only me. I just looked online to find this picture and found them on SALE for $87.00. WHAT THE WHO!?! I think I feel more then a little robbed...

But alas- that's not what I was going to write about. I was going to write about how excited I am to finally have some nice shoes. I'm hoping that they will help with my hip, leg, and shins. GEESH. I'm really falling apart on myself, aren't I?

But no worries! I'm happily terrified to announce that I will be starting a completely new regimine beginning tomorrow at 8:45 am. I am scared to death. haha! I will be working with a personal trainer that has experience, and knowledge in hip injuries. He also works under a physical therapist so I feel that I am in great hands. I mean, the last physical therapist I saw two weeks ago left me lame for two days afterward. What can be worse then that?

So tomorrow- on Valentines day... I just might die. But that's okay because I will die in a sweaty oblivion wearing brand new pink shoes. Not a whole lot more I can beg for if you ask me. :)

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! :)

ps. I have to add that I have been saving up for these shoes for awhile. My husband and I talked about it with some professionals trying to find the right "fit" for me. It kind of seems like a frivolous buy when we are saving for a home... but getting me up and moving again has to be a priority as well. :)

You can also find the site for the great deals here. I selected pink and put in my shoe size of 10.5- which is hard to find. Good luck!!!

Saturday, February 12, 2011

It's Time...

Sitting down she has to wipe at her chin with the back of her hand. Slobbering like a dog begging for food she slowly opens the white box. Groaning from both pleasure and guilt she stares at what lies before her.

Chocolate.

Chocolate Donuts.

She tosses the box down to the ground and pulls at her hair, trying to control the change that is starting to overcome her body. Finally giving in she throws herself on top of the strewn morsels and begins to tear into the meat of the dirty little temptations.

"MOMMY..." asks her tiny son with eyes as round as the moon. "What are you doing?"

She sits up and cleans up her face trying to muster enough strength to respond with out scaring her little boy.

"Mommy is just... playing?..."

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Have you noticed I haven't written a blog in over a week now? Well if you haven't, I sure have! I've noticed it every single day as that day has passed. Why? Because I'm struggling. Sitting down and facing my issues on here is a little overwhelming. But if I don't record how I feel now then not only am I not being honest with you, but I am not being honest with myself.

Last Thursday I had the amazing cream puff. It was so good and so rich I only ate the one, and even had a hard time holding it down. It was pretty rich, and after not eating sugar for two weeks I had quite the sugar rush.

Unfortunately for me that sugar rush started some type of feeding frenzy. That night I wanted another. No I didn't go and buy more, but the next day I gave in and had some cookies. The day after that Josh and I had fast food. Monday I had a doctors appointement and decided I deserved a treat. Oh- did I forget that Sunday was superbowl? Actually... I did really well on SuperBowl Sunday because we spent it with Rachel's family. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and now today. Every single day I had one or a couple chocolate donuts.

WHAT IS GOING ON WITH ME????

Well, today is a new day and I have not had any sugar today. I decided since It's still morning time and while I'm still golden I better make another pledge for myself. I have a really hard time when I don't achieve my own personal goals, so I know if I do this now I will have a better chance of keeping to it. I pledge that today and tomorrow I will not have any sugar. Monday (Valentines Day) I will allow myself one dessert. My husband already has a special date planned out for us and I think that as long as I keep myself with in reason I should be able to control myself enough to enjoy one treat. Then starting Tuesday the 15th I will not have sugar for 14 days.

I know I have a problem controlling my caloric intake. I am also discouraged because of my injuries. So this is the time I need to be on top of my eating. If I let it all go down the toilet now I will have gained nothing and learned zip from this entire journey. I know I can do this... because I have to do it. There is no if's, what's, or but's about it. I HAVE to do this now. My clock is ticking and my heart needs me to become the best and healthiest I can be NOW. I may not ever get another chance and what is Josh supposed to say to my children if I do have an early heart attack or be diagnosed with heart disease? It just isn't the life I would like for my children.

So here is me making another promise to myself for myself and for my children. Because I may have hard days and I might be disappointed I can't achieve some goals, but it does not mean I get to sabotage everything else I have worked so hard for.

I hope you can learn from my mistakes and we can take this journey together because not only will I need your support, but I learn from your experiences as well.

Here's to us- because who really wants to be called a crack addict? lol! ;)

Love Nikki
ps. Above story is NOT a true representation of what happens between me and chocolate. I promise!!! HAHA!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Dragging My Feet... Err, Hip?

So I realize now that I have not kept everyone updated on if I was able to keep my goal of no sweets for 14 days.

Sadly... I can not DISSAPPOINT you!

I did make it and it was AMAZING! And totally worth it too! :) Especially since my ENTIRE family ate those silly little pink and white frosted animal cookies in front of me all weekend. Those are one of my sinful little pleasures. But alas- I refrained!

Tomorrow Rachel and I are going to the wonderful Asian market to get ourselves some yummy cream puffs! :P

On the other hand I have some sad news as well. It looks like my hip injury is a lot worse then I ever thought, or anticipated. The biggest problem is that it will be a slow recovery for it. I wrote a blog here about a fall I took in July that really hurt me and apparently must have done some damage. Why did I continue to work myself hard afterward? I guess I felt I had to prove my macho-ism and strength to myself. I had to KNOW that I could still accomplish my goal and need to become healthy and fit.

Well. You reap your rewards, don't you.

So now my regimine will have to be altered to just plain' ol walking in water. UGH. This will be a challenge for me because I YEARN to swim. However at this point that would be counter productive. Now I know I need to peppy and optimistic about this... and honestly it might be kind of a nice break... but it also makes me sad. I feel like I let myself down by not allowing myself to heal LAST year. Now I may not be able to run the race in May.

I will however stop dwelling on that. As it was pointed out to me, I will still burn a lot of calories with the water resistance, right?! I will also start retraining my body's posture, and the outer muscles in my hips/ thighs. I haven't been equalizing my work outs and am now... weak? in certain muscle groups.

Who knows... this can all turn out to be a great "new year"/ "new me" problem solving challenge, right? I will come out stronger physically and emotionally if I don't allow this to bog me down. And plus-I do look forward to not having this constant companion of pain with me every day. That, my friends, will be heavenly!

BECAUSE WE ARE NOT ONLY BEAUTIFUL .. BUT STRONG TOO! :)