I went to the Alabama game at the Georgia Dome again this year. Last year I posted a picture of me from the game (though I can’t find the link right now…), and I have another one this year. I have NOT lost as much weight as I was hoping by now. It’s kind of depressing… Here’s this year:

I really hate my arms. I know I’ve lost a lot since last year, but I’m just really upset that I’m not where I want to be. I’ve really noticed how hard this is. I didn’t expect it to be this hard in the beginning. I really am getting frustrated. I want so badly to be cute and skinny and fun… But I’m just not. I feel so bad about myself, and I don’t want to! Hopefully I’ll snap out of this soon…

Don’t you love blonde moments? lol…

It makes total sense to me, I guess. When I think about it, if I was using muscles that made me feel stronger and “pulled in”, I think that I would rather eat an apple than a bowl of ice cream. Maybe I should try this. Have any of you done yoga before? What results did you or do you have?

Yoga also includes meditation, which also plays a role in eating healthier. When you’re more focused you tend to be more mindful of what you put in your body. I know that lately with everything going on I’ve not been conscience at all about what I’ve been eating. I mean, I really try, but when I’m feeling stressed and out of control I tend to just grab whatever sounds good.

If anyone has a suggestion on a yoga video or YouTube channel, I’d really appreciate it. I think this might be something I want to try.

The past few years my brother has had a lot of issues with alcohol. I’ve been put in the middle of too many awkward or bad sitations with him and/or a girl he was seeing. He’s one of those people who always seem to get out of trouble, no matter what they do. He’s never spent more than 1 night in jail for everything he’s done. Not even after a cop found him asleep behind the wheel at a stop sign cause he was drunk.

A couple of years ago he was staying with my other brother and his girlfriend. He decided he needed to go to Nashville at 3:00 in the morning, so he took their truck. He had made a copy of their key before-hand. Yeah, he knew he might need to “borrow” the truck at some point, so he made a copy. When he got back into town the next day, they kicked him out of their house and he ended up here at my parents house. (Yes, we’re still living here…)

Like I said before, he’d got an alcohol problem. For the past couple weeks we’ve been waiting for him to get a spot at the nearest VA hospital. He says that his drinking problem stems from PTSA (post-traumatic stress syndrome) from Iraq. But, he had a problem before he went to Iraq. He’s kind of using it as a crutch. I can imagine, though, sitting around the house for 2 weeks without a car and nothing to do must be boring and frustrating. Especially for an almost 30 year old man.

My husband and I went to bed on Saturday night with the windows open because it was so nice outside. Out of nowhere, we were both awakened by a high-pitched motor sound. We sat straight up and both said “What the *#^& was that?!” I looked at the clock and it was about 5am. The next thing we heard was the front door slam and my husband saw my dad run out of the house with no shirt on, and then my mom was knocking on our door. I asked her what was going on and she said, “Your brother stole your car. That was him coming back.” So, that high-pitched motor sound was my car in I-don’t-know-how-many-thousand RPMs.

I’m not sure I’ve ever been so mad and upset in my life. He had gone into our room before we went to bed and took my keys. He even talked to my husband as he was walking into the bedroom to close the door and said “Y’all sleep well!” knowing he was going to steal my car! I couldn’t go into my car yesterday. I was too afraid of what I might find. So today when I got home from work (I rode with my dad) I went out there to take a look. It reeks of cigarettes. No one had ever smoked in my car before. He used half a tank of gas. My seat is all ghetto-layed back. Plus, I have no idea who he had in my car, where he went, or what he did in it. There’s also dirt all caked up under the pedals. I have worked so hard to keep my car nice. I’ve kept it clean, running well – I still owe $15,000 on the car.

I don’t know what he thought gave him the right to defile my car like that. I’m just shocked. I feel violated, taken advantage of, and just strupid for trusting him. I don’t even know where to go with my feelings from here. He went to the VA hospital today. I’m not sure how long he’ll be there, but I also don’t know how long it’ll take me to be able to start to forgive him.

From what I gather about the diet, it focuses on low fat, high protein foods. It also asks you to eat a lot of fruit, especially grapefruit (probably because of the acid), and drink a lot of tea or coffee. Of course, you can’t add sugar to it! I think it sounds like something I could follow, though. I really like fruits and veggies, and I love chicken and some fish. Maybe I can do this!

Have any of you found a good diet lately? What works for you to lose weight? Have you found that drinking tea works? I’ve heard that tea, green tea especially, is great for your body because of the anti-oxidants. Maybe it’s time to start drinking more of it!