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But now the temps are starting to drop.&amp;nbsp; I have to wear a jacket to run outside and&amp;nbsp;slippers to walk around the house.&amp;nbsp; This is the kind of weather I like.&amp;nbsp; If we could just get these temps and no rain!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; The only downside of the cold weather is it makes it incredibly difficult to get out of bed wrapped in a heated blanket and go outside to run.&amp;nbsp; That bed is way more appealing.&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning I didn't have to worry about a morning workout because I am doing my entire workout this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I have cardio and weights and a 2 hour episode of the Biggest Loser so I figure I can do all those things at the same time.&amp;nbsp; This wont be the first time I have watched the show while at the gym.&amp;nbsp; And I enjoyed my extra 30 minutes of sleep this morning.&lt;br /&gt;
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I woke up earlier than normal cause I think I am getting used to this new "wake up early" schedule.&amp;nbsp; I had plenty of time to take a long shower and even cook breakfast.&amp;nbsp; Yummy hot scrambled eggs! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I haven't planned out my entire workout yet but I have a post it on my desk that I keep adding exercises too as I think of them.&amp;nbsp; They will get organized later to an actual workout but right now just ideas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I do have one little funny for you guys today...I manage to get ready at the gym 3 days a week and not forget things, bra, panties, hair clips, nothing.&amp;nbsp; My OCD comes in handy when its time to pack for the next day but some how, this morning I managed to get out of my house with no bobby pin.&amp;nbsp; There are thousands of them all over the house, &lt;em&gt;thousands, &lt;/em&gt;and I managed to leave the comfort of my own home without one today.&amp;nbsp; Cant find one in the car, the purse, no where!!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Please notice the beautiful identical blisters on both feet.&amp;nbsp; New shoes!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So last night I had a pretty relaxing evening.&amp;nbsp; No workouts cause I didn't want to mess up my pretty toes so I really only had one option, go to bed early!&amp;nbsp; Now tonight I am going to have to make up for my lack of a workout but it was so worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I will get 2 workouts in tonight and then tomorrow I am so happy that I get to go to Zumba.&amp;nbsp; It has been forever since I went and I miss my buddies.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure I wont know any of the dances but I miss that class.&amp;nbsp; It is to early for me to get to now that I am commuting to work everyday.&amp;nbsp; But apparently she is teaching on Saturday for the next 2&amp;nbsp;months so I will get to go!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NOW, to address something else.&amp;nbsp; I love when you out&amp;nbsp;there comment, but this morning I woke up, checked my phone to make sure I hadn't missed anything since I went to bed so early and was greeted with a&amp;nbsp;classic comment.&amp;nbsp; I usually don't erase them because everyone is entitled to their opinion but I erased the comment because I think it was a spam comment since it came&amp;nbsp;with a link, but&amp;nbsp;I kept it so you could all enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey, you used to write great, but the last few posts have been kinda boringกK  I miss your super writings. Past few posts are just a little out of track! come  on!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So Christy, Thanks for your Super&amp;nbsp;Comment.&amp;nbsp; Feel free to stop reading if my blog is boring you, Really!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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But my day has become busier the later it gets.&amp;nbsp; I met my running partner for my run/therapy session.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the company is the best part of the run.&amp;nbsp; My legs were not agreeing with me tonight.&amp;nbsp; I am always winded when I run, especially in the beginning but tonight my calves were sore.&amp;nbsp; We did less than 2 miles but did it in a&amp;nbsp;better time than before.&amp;nbsp; When we got finished I could not even stretch my calves out because they were cramped up.&amp;nbsp; They finally relaxed and all was well.&amp;nbsp; And tomorrow we will go again.&lt;br /&gt;
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On my way home, already 20 minutes late for Biggest Loser I was trying to figure out what I was going to do for dinner.&amp;nbsp; I had come chili at my house and the makings for chicken noodle soup, or I could stop and get something, too many decisions!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I opted out of fast food (thank you very much) and went home.&amp;nbsp; I can brag about not getting fast food because I was weak at lunch today and I ate potato chips and some valentines day candy.&amp;nbsp; For some reason I have been craving salty foods, to the point that I want to put a salt shaker at my desk.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Once home I realized I had too much stuff to get done.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to start my dinner before I was packing for tomorrow, but I couldn't start packing until I washed what I was wearing because I have to wear it again tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; (Side note:&amp;nbsp; I have one pair of running pants black, and one shirt that is semi reflective so basically I have one outfit to run outside in since it is dark)&amp;nbsp; So, stripped naked in the utility room and start the wash, start boiling water for dinner, unpack the bag quickly and throw it in the already started washing machine, then run and get my sweat pants before the water boils over!&amp;nbsp; But first of all, turn on Biggest Loser!!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Now my noodles are in my belly, part of my bag is packed for tomorrow, still waiting on the drier, and getting incredibly aggravated at this episode.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Adrian is the biggest baby.&amp;nbsp; Granted I didn't see the first 45 minutes of this episode but just watching the elimination is driving me crazy.&amp;nbsp; I just want to turn it off and I want them to send his butt home!!!!&amp;nbsp; Good riddance Adrian!&lt;br /&gt;
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Now I must bid you goodnight so I can crawl out of bed at 5 am.&amp;nbsp; BTW, 5am sucks and no normal people should be awake at that time of day unless you are just getting home or Black Friday shopping.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nighty night.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tomorrow morning I do have a workout planned.&amp;nbsp; I am very happy about getting in the pool and maybe working out some of my soreness from getting back into my running.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-8211328027942606432?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I cannot explain why but I am terrified of birds and Sister 3 just sent me this pic and I laughed out loud. I almost wet my pants!  Enjoy!!!!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PP2oQF_e4Og/TzHeryH6FsI/AAAAAAAABc0/tergJA_fVo8/s640/blogger-image-1962364379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PP2oQF_e4Og/TzHeryH6FsI/AAAAAAAABc0/tergJA_fVo8/s640/blogger-image-1962364379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-2926285363406635715?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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OK I have the new and most greatest thing ever and I cannot believe it has taken me this long to tell you guys about it...what was I thinking?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Santa Claus must know that I have smelly feet and even smellier shoes cause there was a pair down in the bottom of my stocking.&amp;nbsp; I didn't really think they would do anything but cover up the smell but they really get rid of the stink.&amp;nbsp; I used them in my running shoes to keep my bag from making my work clothes smell like my tennis shoes and to keep my car from smelling like feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well they worked really well, I just didn't have enough.&amp;nbsp; I have two pairs of shoes that I alternate and I wanted to keep one in my car and one in my bag to keep things from getting stinky.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;These are my new ones, the others are pink.&amp;nbsp; And these actually match my new shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My wonderful sweet technologically challenged friend gave me a new pair the other day for helping her with her phone.  They have already been put to good use.  I just keep thinking of new places to stash them.  You should really give these guys a try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-348345662414060721?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Friday night, I cant even remember Friday night except for the fact that I went to bed around 9 o'clock.&amp;nbsp; I know, I'm in my 20's and this is the perfect time in your life to go out, but I was tired and just didn't have it in me to do anything but sleep.&amp;nbsp; The only problem with going to bed before the sun is that it makes you wake up before the sun.&amp;nbsp; I got some quality sleep hours in there and woke up early Saturday morning and did all those things that I should have gotten done Friday night.&amp;nbsp; I got the laundry started, colored my hair, and gave myself a pedicure.&amp;nbsp; You need to know that this was all before 7am.&amp;nbsp; haha.&amp;nbsp; Only thing was I ran out of time on the toes so I didn't polish them.&amp;nbsp; I went and watched my babies play ball and cheer, then back home for a minute, just enough time to change some laundry over, no rush, just getting it done.&lt;br /&gt;
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As you can imagine I was not very tired on Saturday night because I got so many hours of sleep the night before so it was back to home remodeling projects.&amp;nbsp; I have lived in my house and remodeled the whole thing.&amp;nbsp; The newest project is refinishing the showers.&amp;nbsp; I called a company that does it but they told me they couldn't help me so I decided to do it myself.&amp;nbsp; This whole house has been me learning how to do home improvement projects and I think I am doing pretty well if you ask me.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I already did this one and there were some scuffs so this was a patch job which made me a little nervous so I took my time but it came out great...so now instead of having a horrible "harvest gold" shower I have the prettiest white shower you could ever imagine.&amp;nbsp; Now, my house smells horrible!!!!!&amp;nbsp; But it looks pretty.&amp;nbsp; I have one more shower to go and it is bigger and will be more challenging, but now that I know I can do it I am just waiting for the next free weekend to get it done.&amp;nbsp; I know I got off subject but I just have so much to say this morning apparently.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sunday was the same as usual.&amp;nbsp; I have to get up pretty early because I have to be at church early, I sing in the praise band, well this week, not so early, but I got there before church so it was all ok.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;After church it was lunch and nap time.&amp;nbsp; I had some crazy dreams while taking my nap,&lt;em&gt; my sisters were so mean to and they chased me&amp;nbsp;around to call me fat, and when it hurt my feelings, they laughed and kept doing it, &lt;/em&gt;and then my sister called and woke me up and it made me so mad.&amp;nbsp; I was still mad at her from the dream and all I could think was "you have a lot of nerve calling me" but I was able to wake up enough to know it wasn't real and get back into my day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I went over to my sisters house to watch the Super Bowl, I even baked a cake for the occasion, see, too much time.&amp;nbsp; I thought the game was a good one and being that I was not a huge supporter of either team I knew I could be happy with any outcome.&amp;nbsp; I ended up going home with a belly full of good food, an entire sheet cake, and a to go bowl of chili!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So like I said, I had a great weekend and a good jump start to the week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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This morning I woke up and got to the gym with enough time to get in a good workout.&amp;nbsp; I know I don't get to go back tonight so I had to get it all in this morning.&amp;nbsp; I did weights on my legs and then needed cardio.&amp;nbsp; I was just going to do something inside, but there were a lot of people this morning and I couldn't get a machine I wanted.&amp;nbsp; I also wanted to try out my new running shoes instead of swimming so I ditched the gym and went outside.&amp;nbsp; I FORGOT what it was about running that I loved so much!!!!&amp;nbsp; Going outside, feeling the cold, feet on pavement, it was amazing.&amp;nbsp; I only had a little bit of time before I had to go so I didn't want to get to far out so I did about a mile round trip, ahhhh!&amp;nbsp; It was so nice.&amp;nbsp; Just a kiss of sunlight, in the 40s, &lt;em&gt;AMAZING!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;I will be doing that again, and again, and again, even if I have to do it alone.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BTPLH_zTHVI/Ty_-M38k3bI/AAAAAAAABcQ/27EDUm5HCWE/s1600/nicotine_patch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BTPLH_zTHVI/Ty_-M38k3bI/AAAAAAAABcQ/27EDUm5HCWE/s200/nicotine_patch.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few more updates, still not smoking, and on my last 2 weeks of the patch.&amp;nbsp; I am still off diet drinks, I am drinking them on Sunday nights to keep me sane but that's it.&amp;nbsp; Back on the stomach medicine cause that whole problem is not solved yet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;This little guy has saved my butt.  If anyone is thinking of quitting I would highly recommend.  On Wednesday I will be 30 days cigarette free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is why you have a blog.&amp;nbsp; I get on here at 10pm last night and complain because I am not seeing results that I need to see and then when I got up this morning to get dressed I put on my freshly washed blue jeans and they were baggy.&amp;nbsp; Woooo Hooo!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Progress is progress baby!!!!&amp;nbsp; I cant keep them up very well today but have no fear the butt crack is contained.&amp;nbsp; And please note that they were freshly washed.&amp;nbsp; That normally means you have to lay flat on you back to get them zipped up and then do 3-4 squats before you can walk in them.&amp;nbsp; Oh Yeah!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-1255907847105535145?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Let's see....Monday morning, I got up, started getting ready for work, and got a phone call from my Bro-in-Law.&amp;nbsp; One of the childrens were sick and another of the childrens was off having knee surgery so there was no one to stay at home with the sick one.&amp;nbsp; I got everything worked out and played "mommy" to a sick child.&amp;nbsp; I do not have children and I do not do Vomit!!!&amp;nbsp; I was so scared that he was going to puke and again, I DON'T DO VOMIT!&amp;nbsp; I told my sister if he did in fact puke on the floor then I was going to cover it with a newspaper and leave it as a treat for her when she got home.&lt;br /&gt;
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I did get to work out Monday night, and I got in bed at a decent hour.&amp;nbsp; I got up early for my workout on Tuesday morning and then off to work.&amp;nbsp; When I got home from work I went back to the gym for weights, that was all I had last night so it was a quick trip to the gym.&amp;nbsp; And a friend of mine who is electronically challenged got a new cell phone and has no idea how to get her info from one to the other.&amp;nbsp; Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;
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So we got the cell phone all worked out and it was over to check on the one who had surgery.&amp;nbsp; I got home again and it was late, I packed up everything for the next thing and then ran off to bed.&amp;nbsp; I knew I didn't have to workout this morning and I was very excited to get another hour of sleep this morning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I have to complain just a bit.&amp;nbsp; I am so tired....so so tired.&amp;nbsp; I just don't have enough hours in the day.&amp;nbsp; I am trying so hard to get this weight off from the last year and I am not seeing the results that I need to see.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I am working really hard with no results.&amp;nbsp; I know I have to stick to it but this is the slump that really can get&amp;nbsp;a person&amp;nbsp;discouraged.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow my cousin and I are going to go for a run and hopefully that will give me a second wind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I think another reason I am&amp;nbsp;needing to complain a little bit is this&amp;nbsp;weather.&amp;nbsp; I know that sounds nuts but I swear, it has been raining forEVER!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think a pretty day would help my mood out a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;
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My food for the last couple of weeks has been really good for the most part.&amp;nbsp; I had a little weakness today when I ate my lunch and then went a got an order of French Fries cause I was just dying for something salty!!!&amp;nbsp; Not my best moment but not the biggest deal in the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am going to have to get off of here and pack up so we can do it all again tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Just an update from previous posts.&amp;nbsp; I am still not smoking, but I am still not all that happy about it.&amp;nbsp; I hope that I will get really excited about it but at this exact moment I could smoke an entire pack and never check up.&amp;nbsp; I also am still not drinking Diet drinks.&amp;nbsp; After 2 weeks without one my stomach was still hurting so I tried to have one, it was ok, made my belly hurt, so still no diet coke.&amp;nbsp; I don't think a person should give up caffeine, artificial sweetener, and nicotine all in the same month.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;IT WILL MAKE YOU CRAZY!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember one time in college that for the entire month of Feb. we only had 4 days where it did not rain, and I'm thinking this time it is worse. Maybe that's because I am not drinking as much as I did in college so it didn't bother me that much then! Its either going to have to stop raining or I am going to have to drink more!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok that is enough about the rain, but I did struggle getting out of the bed this morning. I could blame it on the rain but I know the real reason. I have been good at getting in bed knowing that I had to wake up before it is socially acceptable to go to the gym. I mean winding down well before 9 and being in the bed at 10. Last night worked out well with the getting in bed part, but I could not go to sleep. I got caught up in this episode of Toddlers in Tiaras and I just couldn't go to sleep. Mainly because I was rolling laughing out loud, hysterically, had to call my sister and tell her to turn it one cause I needed someone else to watch it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am not a huge fan of this show. I say let little girls be little girls (but on that note if my nieces wanted to do it I would buy those over the top dresses to help out and cheer them on.) I watch it if there is nothing else on, no big deal, but last night I saw an episode that makes all other episodes look tame.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It was a pageant in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Georgia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and there were 4 girls that we were following. It was the worst behaved group of children and the trashiest parents I have ever seen. Oh my my they were just awful. Don't worry I found about 40 clips of the show for you all to see.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Watching this episode makes me&amp;nbsp;wanna pull her&amp;nbsp;Mommy's hair too!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There are so many classic moments of this episode that you just have to watch it. One of the moms loses her child during the pageant, one of the kids smacks their gum the entire time, interviews and all. There is crying and screaming, deer hunting and mudding. This makes for quality TV. I wish there were more clips. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So I was up until 11 watching this show. I finally got to sleep, and I didn't need rocking. I was exhausted. My muscles are getting sorer and sorer as the days creep by and I was asleep as soon as my eyes closed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When the alarm went off this morning I just wanted a few more minutes in bed and I debated it for about 30 seconds, but I know I will not get to workout tonight so I got up and went to the gym, ugh! It turned out to be a pretty good workout. I had to do my weights this morning cause I wont get to go this afternoon, but I ended up getting a good workout. I focused on the arms today, just a little on the legs and then for a touch of cardio I did the undulation rope. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now on top of a sore butt (which no one will not massage&lt;em&gt;) That's why you get married&lt;/em&gt;!!!!! I also have sore arms. Getting out of the bed this morning I looked like a 90 year old lady. It was funny but not near as funny as the Toddlers in Tiaras that I watched.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My "Diet by Default" is still going pretty good. I am very hungry but I am just having to adjust to eating small amounts all day long instead of a full meal. I just want to be full! I miss that feeling. I dont mean stuffed out of my mind, just satisfied. I keep pounding water to help out with the hunger but it only works for a little while. Ill get there but I just need to complain about it for a few days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Like I said before I wont get another workout tonight, I have a hair cut and a ballgame. Both of those make me very excited!!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-4971006825028969861?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I know this is an early post but so far today I have been awake for 4 hours, got in a 30 minute swim, and made it to work on time today!!!&amp;nbsp; What up, that is one freaking productive morning if you ask me.&amp;nbsp; I got in bed early last night so it was no sweat to wake up on time.&amp;nbsp; Organization is the key, all the clothes were packed and in the car, lunch put together (only had to be put in the bag), and breakfast on the go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I have been swimming at night but I found myself skipping every now and then, especially on a hard day, because I had to take off my nicotine patch to get in the pool.&amp;nbsp; (BTW, that is my way of telling you that I quit smoking!)&amp;nbsp; I didn't want to put a new one on for just the end of the day so it was a strategic thing.&amp;nbsp; Basically I have just turned things around backwards.&amp;nbsp; I am swimming or getting cardio in the mornings, then another workout in the afternoon if I can with weights and more cardio.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I didn't expect this to take so long to figure out a new schedule&amp;nbsp;but I think I am getting back in the swing of things.&amp;nbsp; Swimming in the morning is not my favorite but it&amp;nbsp;will just have to do&amp;nbsp; for now.&amp;nbsp; My hair looks stupid today and I smell like chlorine at work but I'm clean and here.&lt;br /&gt;
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My food has been good, but only by default.&amp;nbsp; I am still struggling with my stomach.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what is going on.&amp;nbsp; I have been to the doc once, he will be getting another call from me today, and we will just take if from there.&amp;nbsp; Basically anything I eat hurts my stomach so I am eating very little.&amp;nbsp; I just eat tid bits all day long to keep from having a full gut at any point of the day.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say I am very hungry most of time, and when you quit smoking you are hungry (or you think you are) ALL THE TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I will hopefully figure out this stomach thing soon enough so I can get everything back to normal.&amp;nbsp; I think once the stomach clears up, then my neck will stop hurting, cause of stress of wondering what the hell is wrong!!!!!! and I can get back to some of my workouts that I have steered clear of cause they hurt.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I really need to get back to my running.&amp;nbsp; I am missing it more than I can even explain and I want to start back up.&amp;nbsp; Let me just ask you this, I thought when time changed it would get dark early and the sun comes up earlier.&amp;nbsp; But where is the sun.&amp;nbsp; No sun at 6 am, sunset at 3:30pm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;I wanna run in the day light!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;I need to get back to some bigger mileage runs&amp;nbsp;cause the Oak Barrel Half Marathon is coming up and I would like to be prepared for it this year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://fatgirltothin.blogspot.com/2011/04/oak-barrel-half-x2.html"&gt;Last year&lt;/a&gt;, not my best day, year before that, we all remember the &lt;a href="http://fatgirltothin.blogspot.com/2010/04/half-marathonwhats-up-with-that.html"&gt;shoes &lt;/a&gt;right?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;
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I think this is all I have for you guys, I know, 19 paragraphs before 10am.&amp;nbsp; Overachiever this morning, oh yeah!&amp;nbsp; Tonight we have a ballgame and Biggest Loser all at the same time.&amp;nbsp; Guess I'll just have to record tonight.&amp;nbsp; I sprang for cable but not so much on the DVR yet, still old school for me but as long as I get to watch it I don't care.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love this week almost as much as I like the Makeover week.&amp;nbsp; It lets you see how competitive people can be, and as a major competitive person this tells me so much about them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now Santa Claus and his wife are on my good side, they work hard, they don't complain too much and they are getting the job done.&amp;nbsp; I also am liking the grey team, the dad and Chism.&amp;nbsp; I really like the younger guy.&amp;nbsp; They are going to pull a "Mike" with him and the whole entire season they will tell us how he came in a boy but left a man.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are lots of teams that I like one or the other.&amp;nbsp; The orange team, love the younger girl, don't really have many feelings on Grandma.&amp;nbsp; And I like the young girl on the yellow team (I know Right~!!!!) but the mom on that team is driving me crazy.&amp;nbsp; Quit whining and do the work or walk out and quit like the little quitter on the blue team.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have no opinion on the purple team so far, just kinda hum drum going through the motions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I liked the green team at first but they showed a whole new side this week.&amp;nbsp; Watching the green team girl Conda stand up for her brother, I was loving her, but then this week she showed such poor sportsmanship that she left a sour taste in my mouth, and if she acts like they portray her next week then I really really really do not like her.&amp;nbsp; It makes me want to see how next week goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then we have my favorites.....GO PINK TEAM!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I already love them, I like Emily a little bit more than the other girl but they are by far my favorite team!&amp;nbsp; I want them to win it all!!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am officially hooked this season, it took me a few weeks to get caught up but I am in the game and on top of things now.&amp;nbsp; And hopefully we can have weekly updates again.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-9077286343645485580?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Let's catch up on the few days that I was missing.&amp;nbsp; I did really well with my workouts this week.&amp;nbsp; I skipped a few of the morning workouts but I always made sure I got my afternoon workout in.&amp;nbsp; I can tell my strength in the pool in increasing already.&amp;nbsp; I'm swimming further almost every single time I get in the pool.&amp;nbsp; Tonight I am skipping the pool because my skin is dry so I am going to moisturize and then do my swim tomorrow morning. &lt;br /&gt;
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My food has not been the best this week.&amp;nbsp; Like many people, my food started off good this week but I back slid just a bit towards the end of the week.&amp;nbsp; My breakfast is always good its just the decisions that are made towards the end of the day that I begin to fail.&amp;nbsp; I think a little part of the problem is that I wait until I'm starving to eat.&amp;nbsp; And normally I am not like that but I get busy and forget its lunch time, then the belly starts growling, and I over eat because I am trying to catch up with how hungry I am.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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After posting tonight I am going to pack my lunch for tomorrow and I am making sure that I get some snacks in there so I can eat better tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I have finally gotten over the "Diet Coke" Withdraw, I think.&amp;nbsp; Amazingly enough, just getting past the headache and the tiredness of the withdraw doesn't make me not want one.&amp;nbsp; I would cut off your right arm to drink a diet coke right now.&amp;nbsp; I had them at my party and I had to give away half full 2 liters cause I knew if they were in my house I would drink them up and then eat the bottle.&amp;nbsp; The most disappointing part about giving up the diet coke is that it hasn't really helped with my stomach pain.&amp;nbsp; That was the whole reason for giving it up.&amp;nbsp; My sisters said since it didn't work then I should drink them again, but I know they are not good for me and I don't want to have to go through the withdraws again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I think that's all I have for you guys tonight, I am hoping for an early bedtime tonight so I will be motivated to get my butt out of bed in the morning and go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope you all have a goodnight!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-6779987831514977752?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Ok my shipment has made it to me....well not to me yet, but in a few short hours I will have my new bathing suit securely in my hands.&amp;nbsp; I cannot wait.&amp;nbsp; My old one is going straight into the garbage can, not even an outside swim suit at this point, that is how transparent it is.&amp;nbsp; I think its a good time for a new suit, right in the middle of winter and all, this way it can tear up and fade and I will "have" to buy a new one for summer, dang it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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My new year is off to a bang too.&amp;nbsp; My workouts have been consistent, even though they are mostly in the pool.&amp;nbsp; I am already sleeping better being able to get my workouts in again. (Although for some reason my sleep is still not the best)&amp;nbsp; I still haven't run in a while and I am missing it very much but I am just not loving the run without my running buddy.&amp;nbsp; Its not the funnest thing to do all alone.&amp;nbsp; The pool is the best place to be alone, not running along the highway.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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My food has been on track too.&amp;nbsp; I have been planning my meals, much more fruits and veggies, less processed, I work near a Kroger now so I have much more selection than before, and more organic options, woo hoo!!!!&amp;nbsp; I am not gung ho on the whole organic thing but I do prefer it if I can find it and afford it.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, the afford part is usually more challenging.&lt;br /&gt;
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My most encouraging thing since my jump start of the new year is the diet cokes. I am still not happy about this one and it has way more to do with my stomach not hurting than it does my weight.&amp;nbsp; I would drink a thousand a day if I had my way, actually I did have my way and now I have "Tummy Troubles" cause of it.&amp;nbsp; I have officially been 2 days without one, I want one more than I can explain, but let's try, if I had a Diet Sundrop and a Butterfinger in front of me I would gladly drink the Sundrop rather than the candy bar, I might even go as far as to say I would give up an entire meal, maybe even a day of food just to have one.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Giving up the drinks goes further than just the drink.&amp;nbsp; I am not supposed to have any fake sweetener, that includes High Fructose Corn Syrup, Splenda, etc.&amp;nbsp; Let's just say the paralyzing headache is finally gone, and I have mostly weened myself from caffeine too, but not intentionally, I can have&amp;nbsp;a cup of coffee as long as it has real sugar.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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You know I read these articles all the time about giving up diet cokes and how much weight people lose by just simply cutting that out, I don't believe that, but I do believe all the horror stories about the withdraws and headaches and muscles aches that come with giving it up.&amp;nbsp; IT'S AWFUL!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I'm not even going to bother with the idea that I will not have one again, I say that about every two years, then you have one and it's a slippery slope that is so wonderful to slide down, so for now I am off of them, hopefully my stomach will feel better and hopefully the craving for one (or 4) will go away soon!&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a busy weekend but I hope to get to the gym at least once, I'm not even stressing about a Sunday workout, but if I get there then ok.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to have to start going to the pool later than I usually do, there was a Cutie McHotBoy there last night and I feel like we might need to talk more.&amp;nbsp; If the past repeats itself his wife and kids will come with him next time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-436015363552009082?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Have you all made your resolutions....I have made some for myself but mostly for me its the same ol same ol.&amp;nbsp; But good news is I think I have figured out my new routine.&amp;nbsp; After a month of no real workout schedule and needing to go to the gym so bad I could feel it in my bones, I think I have got it now!&lt;br /&gt;
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My only real resolution is to get back to my pre-funeral weight.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I ate my feelings instead of dealing with them, then I took a new job right before the holidays, which just added to the stress of the holidays and to be honest I did not handle that stress to well and I have the stomach ulcer to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;
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But now, I'm back to the gym, food much better (partially because I need to get these pounds off but also I have to eat better to keep my stomach from killing me.)&amp;nbsp; Oh and no diet cokes!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I had to give up my diet because the drinks&amp;nbsp;were too acidic and eating away my stomach lining.&amp;nbsp; I have not gone cold turkey but I have been weening off and I only had 1 today and it was at the end of the day!&lt;br /&gt;
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My new schedule goes a little something like this, 2 workouts a day.&amp;nbsp; Both short because I'm not willing to wake up at 4am and the gym closes at 10.&amp;nbsp; I wake up about 45 minutes earlier than normal and get in some cardio.&amp;nbsp; Between a kickboxing video, kettlebell, or bike.&amp;nbsp; Oh yeah, I got a speed bike from my daddy-o for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can get in about 35 mins of cardio before its time to get ready for work, I still get a good nights sleep and cardio all before work.&amp;nbsp; Then its off to work, I have to leave pretty early.&amp;nbsp; When I come home I usually have something in the evening.&amp;nbsp; There's ballgames, church, holiday parties, who knows!?!?!?&amp;nbsp; After my evening events it back to the gym, I have been swimming right now but at some point I am going to get back to the weights too.&amp;nbsp; The pool is not to busy late at night and this less impact is really helping my knee and hip.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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And I can get back home in time to shower, pack up for the next day, and get in bed and start the whole thing all over again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Right now its working, lets see how it works after a few more weeks and a new season with some other sport.&amp;nbsp; If that happens maybe I can get to a new routine without taking a month to figure it all out.&lt;br /&gt;
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I would love to hear from you all out there, what were some of your resolutions?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-363673290242722101?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My diet has been crap for 3 weeks, I haven't had a single second to workout.&amp;nbsp; I miss the gym, I miss sweat, I miss my running buddy.&amp;nbsp; Basically all the things I used to talk about on here I don't have at the very moment. I have to get my butt back to the gym!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I have spent the entire month of December with a calendar entry every single night.&amp;nbsp; And I am not exaggerating.&amp;nbsp; Every night I came straight home from work, which I am still figuring out, btw, and off to the next event.&amp;nbsp; It was 5-7 basketball games a week, school Christmas programs, kids church programs, and then the adult Christmas program.&amp;nbsp; Every single night!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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So this last week on Friday on&amp;nbsp;my way home I realized that I had nothing to do that night.&amp;nbsp; I was going to clean my house and wrap Christmas presents.&amp;nbsp; Then I remembered that I was going to take my niece to the movies.&amp;nbsp; That was kinda chill and relax so it wasn't pressing or stressful, but karma knew that there was nothing going on and then......&lt;br /&gt;
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My nephew stared complaining of stomach pain.&amp;nbsp; Turns out that &lt;em&gt;pulled muscle &lt;/em&gt;he had was actually his appendix.&amp;nbsp; So he got to have a weekend stay at the hospital!&amp;nbsp; (He had his appendix removed, and thank the Lord his appendix had not ruptured)&amp;nbsp;Then me and my sympathetic symptoms started kicking in...and my belly started hurting.&amp;nbsp; It had actually started hurting the week before but it really vamped up once his appendix was jacked up.&lt;br /&gt;
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I thought it was sympathetic until it kept up, so I WebMD!&amp;nbsp; Worst decision ever!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I need this web page blocked...like yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I really was not feeling well then my shoulder starting hurting, then my neck.&amp;nbsp; I was falling apart, not to mention every time I added a new symptom to WebMD made the type of cancer I had worse.&amp;nbsp; So I finally broke down and went to the doctor today.&amp;nbsp; Turns out I have gastritis, some stomach thing, and the stress that I have put myself under by readying WebMD has caused trigger points in my back and neck to flare up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So I have a new medicine to settle my stomach, a prescription to stay off of WebMD, and a&amp;nbsp;blood panel tomorrow to rule out all those other diseases I have from reading the website!&lt;br /&gt;
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Now I have to find time to get a little sweat in, that may help with my stress level, which is obviously way too high.&amp;nbsp; I have actually lost weight this week, see diet is obviously for the birds just put yourself under way to much stress and the pounds just fall off!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Here at the holidays and everything!&amp;nbsp; Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;
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So I hope you guys are having a great holiday season.&amp;nbsp; I know mine has been crazy and fun so far and we aren't even to the big day yet.&lt;br /&gt;
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And thanks guys for the birthday wishes.&amp;nbsp; My sister is really sweet to post my birthday announcement but I am going to delete the blog email as soon as I can get my hands on her phone! (That's not true, I enjoy the random sister post)&lt;br /&gt;
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Night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-1639879636447678627?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am also trying to figure out the workouts.&amp;nbsp; I am having to do the early morning workouts this week.&amp;nbsp; I do not like 5am!!!!&amp;nbsp; But if I dont get my workout it will make me a cranky little FatGirl and nobody wants that.&amp;nbsp; Once I get my schedule worked out I think I will be able to relax a little bit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I will reach out for a little help, I have been working out in the morning which is kinda hindering my breakfast.&amp;nbsp; Do any of you out there have a breakfast that I could take on the go?&amp;nbsp; I have some Clif Bars and tonight I got a new protein shake to try, but I like a big breakfast so Im taking suggestions. &lt;br /&gt;
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It's only 8:45 and I feel like I should be getting in bed because I have to be up so early in the morning.&amp;nbsp; That is one good thing about the human body, once it gets adjusted to something it really adapts well.&amp;nbsp; Eat healthy, my body craves that, water, more please, wake up early, Im getting there, workout!&amp;nbsp; If I dont I might DIE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I picked a hell of a week to start waking up early, you know right off the Black Friday weekend when I got 4 hours of sleep in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;
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So please stick with me as I make a big transition in my life.&amp;nbsp; Right here at the holidays and everything!!!!&amp;nbsp; I hope you all are enjoying your holiday season already, its just getting started and I for one cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just FYI I know there are a lot of missing&amp;nbsp;punctuation missing&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;Im having a bit of trouble with my computer again.&amp;nbsp;:)&amp;nbsp; haha those two work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047545406177966771-1268884608555109980?l=fatgirltothin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have to share some of these.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Black Friday Planking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Mtz3T_QUgI/TtGk-aXy65I/AAAAAAAABYY/CUkAq63PNWA/s1600/%252Cmm%252Cm.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Mtz3T_QUgI/TtGk-aXy65I/AAAAAAAABYY/CUkAq63PNWA/s320/%252Cmm%252Cm.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cX7UIbFRmcE/TtGlCUPbraI/AAAAAAAABYg/LP8elVgwIDs/s1600/jhjuhhu.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cX7UIbFRmcE/TtGlCUPbraI/AAAAAAAABYg/LP8elVgwIDs/s320/jhjuhhu.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFvAGIT2qkw/TtGlFgJui4I/AAAAAAAABYo/SgDL3I2POgs/s1600/jughfft.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFvAGIT2qkw/TtGlFgJui4I/AAAAAAAABYo/SgDL3I2POgs/s320/jughfft.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had some very successful attempts at planking on black Friday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The buggy return, the top and window of the car....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gr84hqAD14o/TtGlJmypvdI/AAAAAAAABYw/25-0NeX0GNw/s1600/lkoko.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gr84hqAD14o/TtGlJmypvdI/AAAAAAAABYw/25-0NeX0GNw/s320/lkoko.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The tree plank, fail on two separate attempts by two separate people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvc_ArPdgdc/TtGlQY3vVJI/AAAAAAAABZA/Z-tOKFpigKU/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvc_ArPdgdc/TtGlQY3vVJI/AAAAAAAABZA/Z-tOKFpigKU/s320/photo+1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The cooler plank.&amp;nbsp; You just cant see the full effect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBru6xgXwHw/TtGlNXLfYmI/AAAAAAAABY4/oGQuqIJRw3o/s1600/kkkk.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBru6xgXwHw/TtGlNXLfYmI/AAAAAAAABY4/oGQuqIJRw3o/s320/kkkk.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the best of all...the bush plank.&amp;nbsp; She jumped right on top and fell right into the bush.&amp;nbsp; This plank cause me to wet my pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Cupcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The cupcake was an incredibly sweet gesture given to my sister by her niece.&amp;nbsp; Sister 3 loves Gigi's Cupcakes and when we were at the mall the Gigi's people set up a table.&amp;nbsp; Well Niece went and bought Sister 3 a cupcake while she was shopping.&amp;nbsp; We walked out of the store and Sister 3 saw the set up, she turned around to make sure we all saw it too, and there was the niece holding the cupcake box for her.&amp;nbsp; I thought she was going to die of excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So for the rest of the trip we carried the cupcake around like it was a dozen eggs.&amp;nbsp; Somebody was always holding it in a hand that was unoccupied with bags or drinks.&amp;nbsp; It was passed around and guarded like it was gold plated.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7gGDI5-IPN8/TtGmC5h8zzI/AAAAAAAABZI/y1XHtEnHWsE/s1600/khhuhuh.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7gGDI5-IPN8/TtGmC5h8zzI/AAAAAAAABZI/y1XHtEnHWsE/s320/khhuhuh.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pm5Iu7_LPsg/TtGmFLvj71I/AAAAAAAABZQ/MsS0P5A4OcA/s1600/iughug.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pm5Iu7_LPsg/TtGmFLvj71I/AAAAAAAABZQ/MsS0P5A4OcA/s320/iughug.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sister 3 fell completely out of the chair on the way home but don't worry.....the cupcake was OK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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