Poonapalooza

Hiding abs, sexy lounge singer and retired 501's...

2016-11-30T12:45:00.000-05:00

Check out what I've been up to on my other blog, Punchapalooza...

Decimated arms, potluck blues and a disappearing bosom...

2016-11-21T12:29:00.001-05:00

Check out what I've been up to on my other blog, Punchapalooza...

Fashion finds, decimated abs and new macros...

2016-11-13T18:57:00.000-05:00

Check out what I've been up to on my other blog, Punchapalooza...

Reflection, Halloween and good food...

2016-11-09T16:39:00.001-05:00

Check out what I've been up to on my other blog, Punchapalooza...

A baby shower, training (always training), and I'm sick...

2016-10-29T19:02:00.000-04:00

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Thanksgiving, setting a couple PR's and a very special anniversary...

2016-10-16T17:43:00.000-04:00

Check out what I've been up to on my other blog, Punchapalooza...

Hello, it's me...

2016-10-08T10:35:00.000-04:00

Check out what I've been up to on my other blog, Punchapalooza...

http://punchapalooza.blogspot.ca/2016/10/hello-its-me.html

The post about Punchapalooza...

2016-04-30T11:21:00.000-04:00

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee..

Just in case you still read here and was wondering what I've been up to, here's the link to my latest blog post on my new blog. Boxing training in full effect....

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee...

The 528th post, which is also the last post...

2015-12-10T21:25:00.000-05:00

Hello friends. I'm back for my last word on this blog. I have rebranded myself. I decided to change my social media handle to Punchapalooza, and starting in the New Year, I will be writing on a new blog. Ive already worked on the design and you can take a sneak peak here. I decided that I'm ready to enter a new chapter of my life. This month marks my 3rd year of maintenance and I don't think I want to talk about maintenance anymore. I've got many fitness goals to conquer in the next 18 months and they all centre around boxing and strength training. Hence my name change.
I will no longer be posting my blog to the Dr. Poon Facebook pages. New blog, different content. I will not be deleting Poonapalooza. I know it comes up when new patients Google Dr. Poon's diet for research purposes. And it's important for me to keep my detailed journey for those who are embarking on their own journey. So the blog remains (even though I won't be monitoring it).
If those of you who read my blog through Dr. Poon's Facebook pages would like to continue reading my new blog, you can like my Facebook page, Punchapalooza, or there's a Follow by Email gadget on the right panel of my blog above the My Followers gadget.
Although I'm feeling a bit sad about putting Poonapalooza to bed, I'm excited about new goals and writing different content. I just feel that I'm ready to move on from weight loss and maintenance and embark on fitness and lifestyle.
My final Transformation Tuesday post from Instagram is above. It will be my final one where I use an old pic of myself as the before. The photo on the right will be my new before pic. I'm excited to see what I'll look like in another year. I'm starting to get some stomach definition. My obliques and maybe a hint of abs. It's surreal for me to see those photos side by side. I lined up my shoulders elbows and hips as best I could. It helps me see how far I've really come. I wore size 24 on the left, and I wear a solid size 10 now. It wasn't easy for me when I started to get bigger and had to size up, but I know this is all part of the process. And I've got a big booty and inner thigh muscles to accommodate.
My strength training is coming along very well. I trapped 200 last week and I'm at the lowest resitance band for pull-ups. This makes Tony very excited. Next month is when the real training starts. I'm going to be training with Kingsway Boxing Club probably 2 nights a week, with Tony 2 mornings a week, and on my own 2 times per week. And I've got to work in yoga a couple times a week. It will help with the boxing and the strength training. My flexibility is abominable!
My arms are healing. The left better than the right. The right is still swelling and is lumpy near the inner top part, but I'm told to be patient. It will all absorb in time. I only have to wear the compression sleeves when I train now, which is much less onerous than it has been. My thighs can ache after activity and they feel numb in certain areas. It doesn't hinder my training though. I looked at my bum today, which I haven't done in ages. There are tiny dark purple holes where the lipo sites were. While checking out my butt, I also noticed I'm getting lower back dimples. So progress all around.
Anyway, it's time to wrap this up. I thank you all for sharing this journey with me. I'm hopeful that you will continue to read the next chapter of my life. The "this shit is getting real and I'm going to become a licensed amateur boxer" chapter. Olympic boxing is no joke yo! Team Canada here I come. Bahahahaha...
Oops! I almost forgot. Very best wishes for a happy holiday season!

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The post about unplugging...

2015-11-20T06:02:00.000-05:00

I posted this to Instagram, Twitter and my Poonapalooza Facebook page. I'm taking a social media break. To be honest, I've no idea when I'll be back. And I'm not 100% sure that I will write here again. Over the past few months I've had some negativity towards my blog via mostly anonymous comments that never make it past my eyes. I've been called narcissistic, vain, uncaring, the usual stuff. And it gets to me much less than it used to. I accidentally deleted 4 comments I received earlier this week. One of them asked me what happened to me and said I've likely lost a lot of readers because of the direction my blog has gone (being vain with all the selfies). I appreciate my readers, especially the one's that have hung around for the long haul. But I've never written this blog for them.
My blog has always been written for me. I started it 4 years ago to keep myself accountable during my weight loss. And although the focus changed after I went on maintenance, I still wrote because chronicling how much work maintenance is was important to me. Everyone focuses on the weight loss portion of lifestyle change, but no one wants to know what is involved with maintaining the weight loss. That is the most important part. Everyone has this skewed idea about how life will be perfect once the weight is off. It doesn't work that way. I had that same fantasy in my head. I wasn't prepared for the major self esteem issues or the on going planning and effort that came with maintenance.
I take a lot of pictures of myself. And I do that for me. No one else. The truth is, I've never paid any mind to how many followers I have. I've gotten quite a bit of media exposure over the past few years. And with that comes offers from companies to promote products in exchange for more exposure and financial gain. I have never accepted any offer that has come my way. I have always wanted to keep the integrity of my blog. I lost the weight through diet (Dr. Poon's Metabolic Diet) and exercise. That's all I would ever promote on here. I don't care to mislead anyone by shilling diet products that I have never used to make money. So the fact that my blog, Facebook, Twitter and Instagram has stayed at a relatively small following is perfectly fine by me. I have never called myself an inspiration or tried to market myself as one.
I am flattered that some people are motivated by my weight loss success. But I am no one special. I am just a woman who has lost weight and continues the daily struggle to keep it off. Many share my story. The person you should find inspiration in is yourself. That's why I photograph myself. I am inspired by my achievements over the last 4 years and seeing myself as I am now, inspires me to keep moving forward. Because the day I stop photographing myself and being proud of the way I look, is the day that I have fallen back into my old habits. And that would also be the day I put my health and fitness on the back burner. My ultimate goal is to never see that day again.
I am a genuinely nice and caring person. I work in a field where all I do is care for others and part of the reason I'm unplugging right now is because I need to find balance in my family, work and personal life. Sometimes it all becomes overwhelming. I may not respond to every comment posted because keeping up with 4 forms of social media while working full time and commuting and mothering can be daunting. But I do respond to each and every email I receive (I try to respond within a week of receiving it). I even respond to the negative ones that attack me. And even those I respond to in a respectful manner.
I will not shut this blog down, and I may return to it. Or I may start an entirely new blog once I start boxing training which would focus on that part of my life. Who knows? I've some planning and soul searching to do. Whatever I plan to do, I will be writing for me again. You are more than welcome to come along for the ride though. Peace out:-)

The post about lifting my own body weight, being unrecognizable and I did not forget...

2015-11-13T21:25:00.000-05:00

Meanwhile, Monday on Instagram...

It's coffee time and it's fecken freezing out. Minus 2C with the windchill. I don't have a winter coat. Something I have to remedy very soon. That and new snow tires. This morning it hurt to get out of bed. The abs got worked hard yesterday. I dream of a hard stomach. I don't need a 6 pack, or even a 4 pack. Just a hard, flat surface would be nice. My stomach, although somewhat flat, is soft. I'm not complaining though. I spent my life hating my abdomen.

My stomach and my arms were my most hated body parts and the two areas I tried hardest to cover up. I still cover up my stomach. I'm not gonna lie. I filtered this photo because it was so white it was blinding. My stomach never sees the light of day. But maybe with consistent hard work over the next year, it'll get some muscle. And with muscle will come confidence. And with confidence I'll still keep it covered because I'm 45 years old for Pete sake! Haha! I shit you. If you've got it (confidence) flaunt it, no matter what your age or size:-) Happy Monday!

Meanwhile, Tuesday on Instagram...

It's coffee time and who lifted their body weight on the trap bar this morning? This girl did. And let me just say, I'm fecken heavy! My personal best. And I was able to do 10 reps. Next week we up the weight and do less reps. I'm not gonna lie. I'm pretty damn proud of myself.

Tony also put me in the leg press which looks like a medieval torture machine if you ask me. He gets me to warm up with 90 pounds then says he's adding 90 more. Whoa! Wait! What? That's quite the jump I yell at him. He says, "Leigh, you just trapped 165, you can press 180". And he was right. I actually ended up pressing 200.

And the weighted vest:-( Wearing that while doing walking lunges and back extensions is no joke yo. The vest weights 45 pounds and he had me carry 2x10 pound dumbbells. I hate him. Not true. I love my trainer. He challenges me and makes me work hard. I'm feeling super fatigued and I was starving by the time I got home. I ate all the protein and now I'm getting ready for my work day. I've a few reports to write, then I'm heading to Toronto for a dinner meeting. Have an awesome day everyone:-)

It's transformation Tuesday and I often forget how different my face looks from 4 years ago. When I was at an all day workshop for work last week, I sat at a table with a woman I've known for years. I work for a fairly big organization and we do not work out of the same office. But I see her once in a while. I greeted her warmly and she smile and nodded. I could see the disconnect right away. I wrote my name on the tags provided and the workshop began.

At the break she said, "Leigh, the last training we attended together was in Hamilton at that yacht club". I told her I remembered. They served lunch and the view of Hamilton harbor was nice. Then she said, that it was five years ago. I replied, "That long ago? That's the last time I saw you?". She said it was, then leaned over and whispered, "I didn't recognize you. You look wonderful". And here I thought she was pissed at me. I always forget that I look different and people that have known me for 15 years will walk right past me without any recognition. I always love seeing the look on their faces when I stop them to talk and they realize it's me...

Meanwhile, Wednesday on Instagram...

It is coffee time and today we remember...

#LestWeForget

#RememberThem

#11days11ways

#RemembranceDay2015

It was a long day and all I really want to do is go to bed. I've an early morning training session. I'll be up at 4:30 and at the gym by 5:30. After I do HIIT, it's upper body which means shoulders and back. And core. He'll make me do core. And all the pull ups and push ups. Hate them both.

Today I felt geriatric. After my personal best on the trap bar yesterday I was strutting around like I was tough shit. Today I could barely make it out of bed. My hamstrings, quads and ass are so sore. I was all like, "I'm gonna run Wednesday morning". I can't even comfortably get in and out of my car. I'm too delicate for this shit. Why? Why do I torture myself like this? Goals. That's why...

The post about motivation, Remembrance Sunday and selfie rehab?

2015-11-09T07:12:00.001-05:00

Meanwhile, Saturday on Instagram...

Holy Hannah! I spent way too long on this coffee time pic and I'm still not happy with it. But I'm letting it go. I've lots of training to do this morning. The gym awaits me. My arms are still sore from my workout on Thursday, but I promised Tony I'd work my arms this weekend. So I will. And what I've learned is that you just work through the aches and it eventually gets better. So it's almost time to embarrass myself by the free weights this morning. That's after I do HIIT and work my glutes and abs of course. And the push ups and pull ups. My absolute favorite:-(

I had a solid 1.5 hour workout. I did all of the things I hate the most. Arms, core, the push ups and pull ups. And let's not forget HIIT. I begin each workout with HIIT and I honestly hate it the most. But it's necessary.

One of the most asked questions I get via my blog is where I find my motivation from. Goals. That's my short answer. Here's my long answer. When I weighed 300+ pounds, it was a struggle to move. Walking up stairs was painful. I was basically sedentary. My first goal was to complete the Learn to Run clinic through the Running Room. When I was successful completing that goal, I went to the next clinic, then the next. Within a year of learning how to run, I ran my first 1/2 marathon. I ran for over 3 years before I felt I the need to be challenged further. Enter strength training and boxing.

The boxing scares the crap outta me. That's why I'm doing it. It has taken me over 3 years to get as strong as I am now. It will take me another year and then some to be boxing ready. And I welcome the challenge. It keeps things interesting. After spending my life barely being able to move to being able to do what I can now is my motivation. My sense of accomplishment is what makes my determination game so strong. And if I can achieve everything that I have in the past 4 years, imagine what you can do with a little motivation of your own...

Draw me like one of your French girls...

My mime game was strong today! But I am 50% French Canadian for realz. True story! Wine time had a theme tonight. The French connection:-) Today was a huge write off. No one left the house except for me this morning when I ventured to the gym.

I share a lot about my life on social media. I'm fairly open with my journey and my struggles with my weight issues throughout my life. But there are certain parts of my life that are off limits. Like my personal life and my family. I share some things but not everything. I like to keep my career separate and don't post too much about my family. That's done on purpose. When I get messages and comments that ask very personal questions, you shouldn't expect a response. I'm an open book when it comes to weight loss and maintenance. That's why I keep a fitness Instagram and write a blog. My weight loss experience is always something I'll talk openly about. But don't ask me personal questions. If I don't talk about it on here, it's not open for discussion. I'm nobody. Why my personal life is so intriguing to complete strangers is beyond me...

Meanwhile, Sunday on Instagram...

It's coffee time and it's Remembrance Sunday. It is observed in the UK and British Commonwealth countries, which includes Canada. Today services all over the country are held to commemorate the contribution and sacrifice of the men and women who served in the two World Wars and later conflicts. A day of reflection for all of us to be thankful for the freedoms that were fought for us. Much of it done before I was even born.

I saw a fact on Twitter about the Korean War. More than 26,000 Canadians served and 516 died. My uncle Anthony (father's brother) died in Korea. He was barely 20. There are few pictures of him but he looked like my dad. All my dad's brothers looked alike. And they all served (either in the 2nd World War or in Korea). My uncle Anthony making the ultimate sacrifice.

My father couldn't serve in Korea because his education wasn't high enough. He tried to enlist with Anthony. My father left school as a young boy to work and help support his family. He's not got a grade 6 education. Having to do that at such a young age was something I never knew and something my son would never know thanks to the sacrifices made by the courageous men and women who fought for this country...

HIIT is the devil. It's a fact. No better way to sweat like hell. Good workout this morning. My focus was glutes, shoulders and abs. My arms were still sore from yesterday. I think I did good. It hurts to laugh. So I declare today No Laugh Sunday. You may smile excessively though.

You know you worked hard when you're doing the back extension machine and every time you swing upwards sweat flies off your face. I'm so sexy at the gym that the hot men with beards can't contain themselves. That is not a fact. That's totally fictitious. But there are bearded hot guys a plenty at the gym right now. Movember rocks! I just ate all the protein. Now I should change out of my sweat dried gym clothes and get on with my day. I've shopping, laundry and chicken soup to make. Julien's favorite...

The pic on the left is from yesterday. I attempted to take a cute post-shower selfie with Smitty. All that happened was she clawed the shit out of me as she tried to escape my love. Selfie fail:-( Today I selfied a few times. Coffee time, post gym, and a Sunday selfie on twitter. I wasn't feeling like doing a wine time selfie at all. Off my game you say? Entirely possible. I announced I wasn't feeling it and I got an outpouring of concern and selfie requests. To be honest, I got only one request, the other inquiries were to ask about my mental health status. Meh, I took the one request and rolled with it.

This morning I deleted 1800+ photos off my phone. Anxiety causing and freeing all at once. It was my first step in selfie whore rehabilitation. Truth be told, if you spent your entire life looking like I used to, you'd selfie your ass off too. Why I let the opinions of strangers get to me is still a mystery. Please don't try to make me feel bad for enjoying my pictures. There's an unfollow button for a reason. Exercise your right to do so. Long live the selfie!!!!

The post about HOPE, a visit with my mom and my arm progress...

2015-11-07T08:34:00.000-05:00

Meanwhile, Wednesday on Instagram...

It's coffee time and does this angle make me look like I have curves like Jessica Rabbit? Because I don't! I do like this picture though because it shows my right oblique and my left upper inner thigh leg muscle. And it highlights my HOPE Stella and Dot necklace which benefits women's cancer research. And it's on sale right now.

Today promises to be a busy day. I've an early morning meeting that should last till lunchtime, then a lunchtime meeting that could last a couple hours as well. There's always paper work to do and after work is my dad time. Today I go with my father to pick up his new specks. And we're having dinner together. I'm hoping to get home by 8pm so I can hang with Jules for an hour before bed. It's super early to bed for me tonight. I'm bagged and I've training early tomorrow morning. Happy hump day everyone!

This is my current situation. I'm literally falling asleep at my desk. I'm feeling bagged and I'm having a rare afternoon coffee. Today I was going to start a 2 week spell of protein and veggies. Just because I've not been feeling great. My digestion has been off. But this morning I show up for team meeting and there is celebratory fruit, nuts and cake in acknowledgement of years of service for 4 of us that were being recognized this year. I was one of the four. I celebrated 15 years on November 1st. So I ate nuts and fruit all day. Tomorrow is my new start day for protein and veggies (and wine on weekends:-). No more excuses! Although I feel blah, my non-lycra skinny jeans are falling down. And I was trying to convince myself that my hard abdomen was my abs finally coming in. On reflection, it's probably just gas...

Meanwhile, Thursday on Instagram...

Feeling so incredibly bagged this morning. Vivid dreams of my mom made me wake with a start and left me feeling sad and alone. She was at the house I grew up in (and where my dad still lives). We were talking about current events and she kept saying she had to go. I begged her not to because I knew I wouldn't see her again. And I asked to come with her but she told me it wasn't my time yet. Then I woke up. I don't feel like I've slept at all.

Anyway, I'm on my way to the gym in 5 mins. It's upper body today. But first I must do HIIT. After that I'm at an all day workshop at the office. I am not sure I'll stay awake. I may need mid-day coffee again...

Meanwhile, Friday on Instagram...

It's coffee time and you know when you feel like you've got nothing left to give? That was me yesterday. I took a little social media break. Today is a new day and I'm feeling much better. Sometimes you just need to unplug. The only things I enjoyed yesterday was my training session with Tony and seeing Julien when I got home from work. It was so beautiful outside yesterday, and a dark cloud hovered over me all day long. I didn't even get outside to enjoy the weather. Only to get in and out of my car. But today is a new start. And it's Friday. Not sure if I'll have anything prolific to share today, but I'm here...

It's flex Friday and I know I've nothing to flex, but humor me. I'm quite happy with how my arms are coming along. And I'm only 6 weeks post-op. There's still a bit of swelling, but it's minimal now. And I have to remember that they aren't going to look like they should for another 2-4 months. Something that I'm beginning to love is my scar. On my left arm only. My right arm is more wonky and uneven. That will be the arm that gets tattooed. And just in case anyone doubts how huge my ass and legs are. There's the proof. This could be a Flash Back Friday post too for Thick Thigh Thursday...

My day in a nutshell. I spent a lot of it in my car. I had an appointment in Listowel. My hamstring aches as does my bum. Leg day was Tuesday! But the old injury acts up when I sit for a long time. My arms also hurt. Upper body was yesterday. I'm nothing but a fecken mess. And I get to torture myself more at the gym tomorrow. Looking forward to it.

The top left pic was my breakfast today. The top right was my lunch. I replaced my poppy today. I keep losing them. I need to use a rubber earring backer. I've one in my jewelry box if I can remember to get it. And when I got home I observed wine time without much dinner. I did have cantaloupe. That totally counts. It's 8pm and I'm going to bed. Sad you say? Yep. I know how to party like it's 1899...

The post about a really long post...

2015-11-05T21:00:00.000-05:00

Meanwhile, Sunday on Instagram...

It's coffee time and I mustache you a question. Who is going to observe Movember? I'm not drunk I promise. Found this on my dining room table this morning and couldn't resist. Not sure if I can pull the stash off but Movember is a good cause.

I slept long and deep last night. That's what 3 glasses of wine will do to you. I feel chipper and energized and ready for the gym later this morning. Today I'm going to see if my girlfriend Elin is available for a visit. I've not seen her in a while. And I'm going to do a mini grocery shop and finish the laundry. Yesterday I washed every piece of bedding in the house. Including duvets. I know, such a fun and exciting life I lead. Can't wait for today's chores...

Good workout this morning. Made me tired. After every session I have with Tony, he asks how I feel. The correct answer is fatigued. Not sore, but exhausted is good. I rocked the under boob sweat like a boss. Did all the things I hated most including push-ups and ring pulls. And worked my glutes. My bum feels broken right now. I worked hard enough to earn me another coffee. And I ate as soon as I got home. Not sure why, but a perfect avocado makes me happy. It was delicious.

I overheard a conversation while I was doing HIIT. A couple were discussing their weight. They weighed themselves several times a day and the woman was stressing over a 2 pound gain over the summer (Which I'm not judging. She could be a fitness competitor or something. She was ripped). My weighing game is weak. The last time I weighed myself was just before the orientation for the Fight to End Cancer over a month ago so I could give my accurate weight for opponent match up.

I gave up weighing myself a long time ago. I only do it if my pants get snug so I know how long I have to lay off the fruit, nuts and wine. When I was losing weight it became an unhealthy obsession for me. I've been on maintenance for almost 3 years and I've probably weighed myself a dozen times give or take. It's funny how well I know my body now. I can feel when things are off right away. For me, the best thing I ever did was ditch my scale. But that's gonna change soon.

Tony thinks I should watch my weight and measurements to see how my body is going to change with strength/boxing training. He says things will change quickly once I begin boxing. So that will be a goal in the New Year. To step out of my comfort zone and start weighing and measuring myself. I'm not gonna lie. I am excited to see what will happen over the next year...

The last word today is with Smitty. Haven't shown my scar in a while. There you have it. It's not looking too bad. It's slightly raised and hard, but it's getting easier for me to touch. I spent the afternoon at my girlfriend Elin's house. We watched the Ti-Cats vs Redblacks. Sadly Hamilton lost to Ottawa, but it was still a fun time.

I got into a conversation with Elin's hubby about when I knew that my weight was an issue. I told him that I've known it was an issue since I was a child and I began hoarding and binging on food. I remember sneaking food when I was around 9 or 10. That's probably when my eating got out of control. I hid food and ate in secret. As an adult who works in the social services field with disturbed youth, I understand the reasons behind that behavior now. And when I did it, I knew it was wrong. But it served a purpose in my life at that time. I used food for comfort and that is probably the hardest behavior I've had to let go of.

Changing the way I thought of food is def one the biggest obstacles I've had to overcome. Food is not a replacement for love. Nor is it my entertainment. I can easily fall back into old behaviors and binge. And I do sometimes. I can mindlessly eat nuts and cheese, because I'm definitely not perfect. But I work on trying to better myself from day to day. That's all I can do.

I think I have most of this figured out because even though I can overindulge some days, I've got a fairly good handle on maintenance. Things have pretty much stayed the same for 3 years. The biggest difference is that now when I've indulged too many times on nuts, cheese and wine, I pull it back and eat the way I did when I lost weight. A couple weeks of lean protein and veggies grown above ground gets me right back on track. It's easy for me to do because nothing I give up now is as hard as going through processed carb and refined sugar withdrawal again. I'm always asked why I still don't eat them after losing all the weight. Simple answer is I can't limit myself with processed carbs and refined sugar. That's what I used to binge on. I can have none, but I can't have one...

Meanwhile, Monday on Instagram...

It's coffee time and I'm feeling like a motivational Monday post is in the cards for today. I'm a pretty solid girl. I'm not small by any standards. Since beginning the gym in June, my clothing size has gone up to a solid 10. There's still some things I can wear in an 8, but they must include lycra. And although I've gotten bigger in my legs and bum, I've gotten smaller in my waist. This has made it exceptionally fun to purchase pants:-( Tony has told me that my shoulders are going to get broader and I'm going to get more of an hour glass shape.

I mentioned yesterday that I don't weigh myself. Part of that reason is because before I decided to go on maintenance, I was trying to get down to a healthy BMI. It happened for a hot minute. My healthy BMI weight is below 159 pounds. I'm usually anywhere between 165-175 pounds depending on the time of month and how much nuts, fruit and wine I've consumed. But I rarely get below 165.

So I stopped stressing over the number on the scale and just decided to go by intuition. I definitely need to tone up areas, but I do not think I'm overweight. My body has been examined closely by a plastic surgeon, 2 personal trainers and my physio over the past 5 months and each one says the same thing. That I've nothing left to lose, and I need to build muscle. I've not had a tummy tuck, but I have had an upper arm lift and upper outer thigh liposuction. I'm hoping that my body will get nice and hard with all the training I'm going to be taking on in the new year.

Do I need a tummy tuck? I could get one if I want a completely flat stomach and tight skin, but I'd not get one right now. I'd need to see what a year of hard work does for me first. Core and upper body will be my focus over the next year. That's what I need strongest for boxing. Regardless, when I'm feeling critical of myself, I like to look at my Instagram and remind myself that I used to weigh over 300 pounds. Because although I'm happy to share my photos with you, I really take all of these pictures for me...

Meanwhile, Tuesday on Instagram...

The first rule of Fight Club is:

You do not talk about Fight Club.

The second rule of Fight Club is:

You do not talk about Fight Club...

Meh. I'll talk about Fight Club! Was up before dawn to get to the gym where I got to hang with all the boys. This morning I realized that I am the only female among the early morning muscle men. Tuesday is a busy day. There's about 20 of them hanging in the gym. Thursdays are much more sparse. Tony and I even had to wait to do RDL'S (Romanian dead lifts).

Those boys lift way more than me. But they made a big deal over how great my form is and how far I've come. They're just humoring me. My form sucks! Ask Tony. Even he said my Trap Bar lifts sucked today. It's true. I struggled. I did 3 sets at 145 pounds and 1 set at 155 pounds. But let me tell you. The struggle was REAL!

And it's funny how much I just don't care about appearances at the gym. Not only am I sweating profusely and breathing heavy, but I'm doing those very loud grunts when I lift. And I swear. A lot. I'm so dainty and lady like. Tony always laughs at my unladylike mannerisms but points out that my nails are always on point...

On the left I weigh about 300 pounds. On the right, let's say 170. I don't really know to be honest. I don't weigh myself. I'll weigh myself and do measurements in January. That's when Kingsway (boxing training) is gonna start keeping track. It's transformation Tuesday and see? I really do go to the gym. Someone left me an anonymous comment on my blog that said I never post gym pics of me working out and questioned if I actually did go.

Tsk, tsk. There is a time and place for everything. I leave my phone in the car when I'm at the gym. I go there to work. Not to selfie. I know! Did I really say that? Tis true. The only reason I had my phone today was to memo a workout Tony wants me to do on the weekend. Figured I'd take my pic for transformation Tuesday too since there's no shortage of mirrors.

No one has their phones out at the gym. The location I go to is the satellite location for the bigger gym. Tony told me that all the posers go to the big gym and the serious lifters come to the satellite gym. The gym I go to on the weekend has tons of posers that selfie on the equipment. I'll go to great lengths for a good picture just like the next selfie whore. But I won't do that...

Had a fun evening in Brantford with my sister and Amy. We celebrated Amy's birthday with wine and grapes and the puppy, Lilith. She's not really a puppy anymore, but she's still adorable. Tons of laughs and silliness was had. Before I went to Brantford, I got my nails manicured. This is the longest I've kept them in a while. How do I lift with these talons? No idea, but I do.

I noticed lots of Christmas lights out already. I know people get excited about the Christmas season, but I think it's disrespectful to decorate for Christmas before November 11th. From the 1st to the 11th, the poppy should be the focus. Stores shouldn't even be playing Christmas music till then. It's only 11 days. Still not enough time to honor our veterans who served and died for this great country. My uncle Anthony included, who lost his life in the Korean War as a young solider. Although I never knew him, I've known about his sacrifice since I was young. This has always been a time of reflection for my family, namely my father...

The post about a some hooters and Halloween fun...

2015-11-01T07:24:00.000-05:00

Meanwhile, Friday on Instagram...

It's #coffeetime and I'd like you to check out my hooters. Best owl socks ever with sticky pads on the bottoms like toddlers have so I don't fall. Only down side is that I can't do the Risky Business slide. This morning I am stiff, stiff, stiff. With a little extra stiff thrown in for good measure. I'm heading to Toronto today for a lunch meeting and a possible swing into the office. I've stuff I should hand in. But it could wait till Monday too. We shall see how my day goes. For sure I'm going to see my dad later. I have to sort his pills for next month. And I haven't seen him for a week. Need to get my dad time in.

I've thought about training for the next 8 months. I'm definitely going to run the Around the Bay on April 3rd. I'll work out my training schedule to begin in December where I'll be running 3 days a week. The other 3 will be strength and boxing training. I may be biting off a lot here, but I'm sure I'll be fine. My biggest obstacle will be dealing with the Morton's Neuroma when I start running long distance again. I'll probably go back to acupuncture for that. It helped bring me some relief before. Fingers crossed we have a milder winter than last year. Long runs in -25C (-13F) temps are no joke yo!

Meanwhile, Saturday on Instagram...

Today, in observance of Halloween, I've a trifecta of costumes to model. This is the first one. I'm a #coffeewhore. Scary? Not unless I don't get my coffee:-) I'm also being a selfie whore and a wineho. Figured I should be the things I know best. In about an hour I should be headed to the gym. Got some HIIT and strength training to get through with core thrown in for good measure. Then I'm doing stuff like cooking, washing bedding and carving a pumpkin. I'll be taking excessive selfies while doing all of this of course. And I'll be drinking wine whilst giving out candy to the neighborhood children. I've a rep to protect. Happy Halloween!!!!

This morning's workout was cut short by a, um, wardrobe malfunction. Then followed by an impromptu trip to Walmart where I rocked my Walmart shopper costume like a boss. I was still the best dressed one there. Before I had to leave the gym, I was able to do 20 mins of HIIT, back extensions, inverted ab crunches, a leg machine and one of the arm machines. Leaving cut my workout by about 30 minutes. Now I'll have to go tomorrow and Monday too. Wednesday will be my next rest day. Right now I'm doing dishes, laundry and eating nuts. Need to put them away. I'm eating them mindlessly...

Found the hat while organizing my closet and felt the need to wear it all night...

I posted 12 selfies on Twitter tonight. My narcissism game was strong. I was a #selfiewhore for Halloween. It was a resounding success. I selfied like a boss. I took several with my selfie stick to no avail. The best one is on the top right of this collage. Not sure what happened with trick or treaters. Perhaps I bought too much candy. I've lots to dump at work on Monday. Not a morsel passed my lips. I indulged in wine. I was a wineho for Halloween as well. That was also a complete success. Although I look it, I am not drunk in the bottom right photo with Luigi. I couldn't stop laughing when I put that mustache on Julien:-)

I've been drinking water like a boss for the past hour. I'm thankful for the extra hour of sleep tonight. I'll need it to get my tail shaking for the gym in the morning. Tomorrow I need to work extra hard at the gym to make up for the short visit this morning...

The post about some childhood memories, the FTEC boxing team for 2017 and running goals...

2015-10-30T07:16:00.000-04:00

Meanwhile, Wednesday on Instagram...

It's #coffeetime and my coffee game is weak this morning. Needed a stronger brew. Got woken last night by the rain. Heavy rain and excessive winds are here for the next couple days. Luckily the big giant tree in my yard was pruned. Still makes me nervous though. Oh the joys of living in an old neighborhood.

Today I'm taking the Go Train into Toronto. It's team day which means my work team gets to do something team building that is away from the office. We're going on a historical walking tour then out for lunch. It should be fun. It's not work. What to wear on an all rain day? Ripped jeans and an army jacket? I'll have to think on this. And later I'm heading out to Brantford to help my sister with a Stella and Dot trunk show. I will not buy anything. I will not buy anything. I will not buy anything...

What a fun day. I was a commuter today. Met my team at the Royal York Hotel in Toronto for a historical walking tour. My dad worked at the Royal York for 40 years as a doorman. It was like going back in time for me. Lots of childhood memories were made there. And I loved hearing about the history. I already knew a lot, but seeing places I haven't for 20 years or more was cool. And made me a bit verklempt. My dad spent much of his life there and that's where he met my mother. She worked at a hat factory on York Street and walked by him everyday. He'd tip his hat to her and wink.

There was lots of police and security around. The Earl of Wessex (aka: Prince Edward) is in town to speak at The Duke of Edinburgh Awards. Asked if Eddy would join me for tea. Sadly I got no response:-( Afterwards we had lunch at Hot House on Front St. courtesy of my supervisor. Such a nice surprise. I ate sweet potato fries like a champ. Don't feel so good now...

Meanwhile, Thursday on Instagram...

A late #coffeetime, but I've already been to the gym and had a solid 1.5 hour workout. I did HIIT and then a good hour+ of upper body with Tony. Today I did the best push-ups I've ever done. And I also did pull-ups on the bar with just a giant elastic band assisting me. The band is harder than using the assisted pull-up machine. I did 4 sets of 8 reps. Tony was very pleased. There's no better feeling than your trainer telling you he's proud of you.

Yesterday I got a call from the fight team captain for the Fight to End Cancer. Although there is another woman that I can be paired with age wise, we cannot fight due to weight restrictions. They want us on the team and she wants to do this just as badly as I do, but she needs to lose weight first. Since she has a significant amount to lose, I've been invited to train with the team for 2016 and I've been offered a place on the team with my opponent for 2017. They want us to meet and train together and support each other in regards to our fitness goals. I'm still down for that. An extra year to get fit and ripped? Bring it on. And I look forward to meeting and training with my opponent. When he told me I was too light, it felt surreal. Never in my life have I been told I was too light. I've always been too heavy...

It's #wineThursday. It's an actual hashtag. If you know me at all, you know it's wine time any day. It's freakishly windy today. I worked from home and got a quite a bit done. Started a couple reports and also began my much neglected mileage. I ate snacks today like a boss. Still need to eat an actual meal. I'm holding out for dinner. Maybe. I've not much of an appetite right now. Force eating sucks.

So, I figure I should start running again. My last run happened on October 11th. Since I'm not boxing this June, I should register for the Around the Bay. Training will begin in December. I'm still going to train with Tony and Kingsway Boxing Club, but those days will be double training days on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Tony in the morning, Kingsway in the evening. That leaves me an extra gym day and 3 days for running. I'm working in a rest day there too. Just need to decide which day that'll be. Normally I'd train 5 days a week for The Bay, but with everything else I'm doing, I think 3 days (one being a long run day and one being a hill repeat day) should be enough. Tony concurs. And to be honest, he's the authority on my abilities right now...

The post about fitness certification, Romanian dead lifts and army boots

2015-10-27T19:48:00.000-04:00

Meanwhile, Monday on Instagram...

It's #coffeetime and Monday morning is a bitch. But I will say this. My sleeping is back on track. In fact, I'm sleeping better than I have in ages. To be honest, I think it's the gym that's making me sleep so well. I'm fatigued by the end of every workout and I'm ready for bed by 9pm.

I've given some thought to my long term goals over the next year. I'm still waiting to hear about whether or not I'm going to make the boxing team for The Fight to End Cancer. If it happens, I'll be working very hard to get fight ready. If not, I'm going to train as a boxer with Tony's trainer at 5 Star Fitness. And continue to train with Tony of course.

Either way, I'm going to get as fit as I can because come the new year, I'm going to start working on my certification for Personal Training Specialist and Healthy Eating & Weight Loss Coach through Canfitpro. That's who Tony's certified through and it's done through on-line as well as in class courses and is offered in my area. I'd love to help others meet their fitness goals. But first I need to meet mine. I need to practice what I preach. Can't expect someone else to do unassisted pull-ups and push-ups if I can't demonstrate how they're done. Happy Monday y'all:-)

Meanwhile, Tuesday on Instagram...

It's just after 5am and I'm enjoying this protein smoothie. I drink mine from a Pyrex measuring cup. How do you take yours? Off to meet my maker. AKA Tony. Not sure what he has in store for me this morning but it always starts with HIIT.

Then later this morning I have to go see Dr Patterson. There's a large hard lump on my right upper arm near my armpit. It's not as big today as it was yesterday, but it's still there. I managed to stay away from Dr. Patterson for 2 weeks. Perhaps he'll be impressed with my restraint. Afterwards I'm working from home. I'm owed thousands of dollars in mileage. I'm a tool. I've not claimed it yet. I need to get that done today. It's not like I don't need the money...

My favorite time of day. When it's not rushed. #Coffeetime:-) Went to the gym and I am pooped! Didn't do a lot of variety today but boy did I get worked over. Started with HIIT like always. Then Tony set up the trap bar. It's fecken hard and tiring. I went from 95 - 145 pounds in 5 sets. The best thing about doing trap today is that I kept my form the entire time. That's some progress. Tony barely had to tell me to keep my ass out.

I also did Romanian dead lifts. I've done them before but only with the bar to get my form down. Today Tony added weight. My last set was at 115 pounds. He says the goal for both the trap bar and the RDL's is to get to your body weight then add 10 more pounds per week. The trap bar was fecken hard at 145. I can't imagine going up even 10 more pounds. Tony lifts 380. Today his trainer is going to get him to lift 400. That's just crazy talk.

One of the regulars paid me a nice compliment today. He said he's definitely noticed a difference in me since I've been going there. The most noticeable being that nothing jiggles. Sweet of him to say, but I didn't tell him my compression capris helped with that:-) That's one of my goals. To get toned and firm so that nothing jiggles when I run...

It's #transformationtuesday and look at me wearing leggings where my bum isn't covered by a long sweater. I'd never have done that even a year ago. Feeling nice and toned from the gym. I've definitely gained some body hugging clothes confidence.

On the left is from 5 summers ago. That was from the trip to Williamsburg, Virginia where I decided to make a change for good. Julien was 3 and I couldn't fit on a ride with him at Busch Gardens. I'd had enough and knew I needed to do something or completely miss his childhood. So by September 2011, I committed to a lifestyle change and I've not looked back. It took me 15 months to lose 132 pounds on Dr. Poon's Metabolic Diet.

I lost 8 pounds in August and part of September 2011 taking diet pills. Never a healthy option or a sustainable way to lose weight. I'd taken diet pills throughout my lifetime thinking they were a quick fix. The only way to lose weight and keep it off is by diet and exercise. It's the only thing that has worked for me long term throughout the 35 years I spent my life morbidly obese and yo yo dieting. This December will be my 3rd year maintenance anniversary...

Today's last word is about some body lotion and army boots. You know what would have been a good transformation Tuesday photo? The army boots before and after they got cleaned up. I bought them used at an army surplus store near work. Thirty bucks. I know that's more than my clothing budget usually allows, but if I bought them new, they would have cost $140 and they wouldn't have been nicely worn in . Sent them to the cobbler to get cleaned up and voila. They look just like new. Thirty bucks for leather boots is a deal!
Many of you are asking what kind of lotion I use. I was using Marc Anthony's Body Butter in Coconut Shea, but in the past I've used whatever was on sale. Because, you know me:-) My faves were Nivea Q10 Plus Firming Body Lotion and Palmer's Cocoa Butter Formula Firming Butter. Whoa! That's a mouthful! I've just run out of Marc Anthony's stuff and I'm going back to Palmer's. Keeping your body hydrated and your skin moisturized during weight loss will help with your skin's elasticity. I lost all my weight after 40 and I lost a lot. Something my mother always instilled in me was to moisturize! I think it made a huge difference in my abdomen and my legs. My arms were helpless...
Speaking of my arms. That's me after leaving Dr. Patterson's office. He legit thinks I'm nuts. Took a look at my arms and said, "you know that the swelling will not go away for another 2-5 months right?" I asked about my arms of steel that I want by next month, he said they'll not be happening till summertime. He drained the right arm, but the hard part by my armpit? He said that will just eventually go away. Moisturize, moisturize, moisturize. Told me to keep the compression sleeves on when I work out (which I've not been doing) and I can ditch my lower compression garment that I wore for the lipo. And he said in regards to my thighs; moisturize, moisturize, moisturize...

The post about a double gym visit weekend, lots of sleep and mean girls at the gym...

2015-10-25T21:04:00.000-04:00

Meanwhile, Saturday on Instagram...

It's #coffeetime and I woke with a happy heart today. I'm so proud of our boys in blue. What an awesome season they played. Thanks for the amazing ride boys and for bringing such excitement and joy to our country. The Blue Jays are number 1 in my heart:)

Today I have to get my shit together. Gym, grocery shopping and clothing organizing. And I've got to figure out a Mega Man costume for next weekend. Lots and lots to do. And I need to purge. So much clothing to donate. Julien and I both have tons of stuff...

This describes me perfectly. Especially asking about food. Today I pushed myself at the gym. Tony would be proud. Especially since I did all the things I hate the most. Including push-ups:-( I had a massive sweat on the entire time and I was tired when I left. Tired and fecken hungry! I've still got to go grocery shopping so I had to swing into No Frills before coming home to get eggs, avocado and tomato. That's what I wanted. I scrambled a 1/2 dozen eggs, sliced up the tomato and avocado and sautéed an entire package of mushrooms and ate the entire thing. I'm hungry still. Some days I can't eat and some days I can't eat enough.

I struck up a conversation with the woman on the treadmill beside me while I was doing HIIT. She asked what I was doing and I explained how HIIT is an effective fat burner and helps boost your metabolism. She was walking to warm up before she met with her trainer and she told me that I had her goal body. She said I had muscular legs and was evenly proportioned. That was very humbling to hear because I always admire other women who have what I consider my goal body.

She's embarking on a weight loss and fitness journey and said that it's always so hard to stay motivated. Then I told her that if I could do it, so could she. She stared at me for a pregnant pause and I said, "I used to weigh over 300 pounds". She shook her head and said "you did not"! I showed her my picture from my last transformation Tuesday and she said she couldn't believe that was me because I look lean and muscular.

Then she asked if I've had a tummy tuck. That's always my most asked question. I told her about my arms and liposuction and said that my tummy isn't a huge issue for me. She said that she feared excessive loose skin after weight loss. I told her that's a minor worry compared to regaining her health. Then I told her to moisturize, moisturize, moisturize. The best (along with water consumption) but most overlooked advice for weight loss. What an interesting conversation though. She was so lovely and I saw her working hard with her trainer in the upper gym 45 minutes later. Had to tell her how awesome I thought she was before I left:-)

Now here's something that hasn't happened in a while. The last word with Smitty. Today was a bit of a write off. The weather sucked the life outta me. It's 8pm and I'm ready for bed. I've not eaten dinner and I'm not going to. That insatiable hunger I had after the gym? Gone. I had some spoonfuls of nut butter and an apple for my dinner:-( So basic.

No laundry is done. No groceries have been bought. No clothes have been sorted. But I did venture out to Party City and I got a Halloween costume for the boy. I'm a liar and I deserve to be sent to bed without dinner. Okay! Heading there now:-) Today is the first day I've not worn either dressings or compression sleeves on my arms. Felt weird and freeing. It's windy out. I just want to crawl under some covers and sleep. So that's what I'm going to do...

Meanwhile, Sunday on Instagram...

It's #coffeetime and my sleep game was strong yesterday. I fell asleep around 9pm and didn't wake till 3am. Then fell asleep again and didn't wake till 6:30am. What? I better have grown some prime muscles during that time! Today is supposed to be sunny and cool. A perfect fall day. I'm going to the gym, then picking up some dinner provisions, then my girlfriend and her daughter are visiting for the day. Laundry and groceries to follow. My most hated chores of the week...

I just spent an hour and a half of pure joy at the gym. I'm talking smack. It sucked today. But I kept my promise to Tony of going 2 more times before I saw him again on Tuesday. I got drenched in sweat. I cried. I raged. I felt hopelessness and despair and finally elation when I was done. I think I covered all the emotions. I did notice that my ass was huge in the gym mirror. Worked my glutes a lot and got that muscle pump. It will be gone by noon.

Wanna know what I have no patience for? Mean girls. Encountered them today at the gym snarking on a woman who was doing her very best and getting her fitness in. She was larger set and has my utmost respect for getting active. It's not easy. I know. I gave them some sharp looks. They gave me side eye (I'm sure it was because of what I was wearing as well as the sharp looks). Then I reminded them to read the gym rules posted all over the place about inclusion and the gym being a non-judgmental place. One of them gave me the finger as per the mirror reflection evidence when I turned my back to them. Meh, their smirk game may be strong but their humanity game is weak. Karma can be a real bitch...

The post about the last three days...

2015-10-24T19:02:00.000-04:00

Meanwhile, Wednesday on Instagram...

It's coffee time and I went to bed last night at 8pm. You'd think I'd feel well rested right now. Nope. Groggy as hell. Hoping coffee will perk me up. Back to the old grind today. Gotta shake it and get moving. Team meeting this morning followed by pot luck lunch then back to back meetings. Busy day. See what happens when you're away from work for a few days?

My body is so stiff and achy this morning. Most notably my shoulders and abs. Those damn pull-ups and crunches. Now that my house guest is gone new rules in place. No wine for a while and back to strict Paleo.

Yesterday I brought him for Vietnamese in Toronto. I eat there all the time so there are options for me and they basically accommodate me any way I ask them to. Thought I'd treat myself and get Pho (which surprised the guy who takes my order). Huge, huge mistake. The stomach cramps that followed weren't worth it. And I know how grains affect me. So it's back to the basics. Protein and lots and lots of veggies. I feel best when I fuel with the good stuff...

This is my current situation. Gotta pop the melatonin and hopefully reprogram my sleeping. It's been pitiful over the past week or so. Such incredibly restless and broken sleep patterns. Gotta fix this because I'm mostly exhausted all the time and I'm not sure how I'm functioning properly. Plus, I'm getting back into my heavy training schedule and sleep builds muscles.

This does not help me fall asleep. What it does is help me stay asleep. I've no problem falling asleep but I wake up several times throughout the night and if you add up the actual sleep time I get, it's probably only about 4 hours. I got some comments on Instagram about the dangers of melatonin and that I'm taking too high a dosage. This has worked for me as per my doctor's instruction because I do not want to take prescribed sleeping aids. I take melatonin for a week, and my sleeping returns to normal. I've used it off and on over the past couple of years when my sleep gets messed up. Especially when I'm dealing with a lot of anxiety.

I'm off to bed. Tomorrow I'm up at 4:30 to get to the gym. I'm doing 20 minutes of HIIT, 1/2 hour of legs, 15 minutes chest and 15 minutes core. I prefer legs to anything else. My leg game is strong...

Meanwhile, Thursday on Instagram...

There's no crying at the gym. Unless I'm doing the trap bar. Then my crying game is strong. But my grip is weak...

Thank God #coffeetime has arrived. Day 2 of operation "get Leigh's upper body ripped" is in full effect. I feel like I've been abused. Worst thing about that is I've asked for it. Can't fully remember my entire workout because the names of things escape me. But I did 20 minutes of HIIT followed by a bunch of torturous things a la Tony. Which were not limited to but included:

The dreaded trap bar

Back extensions

Pull ups

Push ups

Knee lifts

Single arm pulls

Other stuff I don't know the names of

The good news is my push-up game is strong. The bad news is that I've promised to do them everyday. Ugh. Hate them right along with the pull-ups. I've also promised to go to the gym two times before I see Tony next Tuesday. Help me...

It's Throwback Thursday and I found this picture at my in-laws house. It was taken around the campfire of my husband's family cottage. I look thrilled don't I? And don't even about what I'm wearing on my feet. I'm not sure why and I have no defense for my footwear choice. Lots of cute wide width shoes available. This is probably circa 2005. And if you're wondering, when I stood up, the chair came with me. I was gingerly sitting in it hoping that it wouldn't break. Resin's not that strong.

When I look at this photo it makes me sad. I feel a disconnect with that woman and I'm not sure how I feel about that. She's an incredibly important part of my journey. Without her struggles, I wouldn't be where I am now. Nor would I be where I am without her determination. I never feel ashamed or embarrassed when I see these pictures of myself. There are reasons why I struggled for all those years and it's made me stronger. But she was strong too. I've the utmost respect for her because she never gave up...

Meanwhile, Friday on Instagram...

It's coffee time and you wanna know what today is? Massage day. And I could use it so badly. Right now my hamstrings, glutes and delts are beyond achy. And before I start getting the inevitable messages about how I'm pushing myself too hard, I'm using new muscle groups and doing different exercises at the gym. Just working through the kinks here. No pain, no gain. I'll feel like a million bucks tomorrow and go back to the gym to do it all over again.

There's no point in having goals if you don't push and challenge yourself. And I need to really work my upper body. That's where I'm weakest. Long term goal is to be able to do unassisted pull-ups this time next year. Yesterday Tony wanted to see if I could hold myself up unassisted on the pull-up bar. Major fail. All I managed to do was get some good wind as I fell to the ground. I still get the giggles thinking about it. Work today and hanging with my sister later. Haven't seen her in a while and I'm missing her...

This happened today. My massage therapist spent my hour session just working on my back, glutes and hamstrings. It hurt. It was enjoyable, not at all:-( He did tell me my thighs looked good and he could feel definition in my glutes. So there was that. But I felt abused afterwards. He advised me to come back sooner than a month because I'm so stiff. He only worked on my back end. Didn't even flip me over today. I do have to admit that I feel looser than I did this morning. But it's after 1pm now. It's only taken all day. Really, really looking forward to hanging with my sister later. Winetime will be mucho welcome...

#Winetime in Brantford with this girl. Having some laughs and telling some stories. It's been almost 3 weeks! Gonna belly up to the telly and watch the Jays vs Royals. It's a do or die situation. Either way, it's been quite a ride. No one expected this. It's like being invited to an awesome party you never thought you'd go to. Thanks for that:-) #cometogether...

The post about one month post op, my first upper body day in a month and an over-priced elevator ride...

2015-10-21T19:12:00.000-04:00

Meanwhile, Monday on Instagram...

It's #coffeetime. Anyone else feeling the Monday morning blues? Although I've been sightseeing in my own city as a tourist, I've not gone to the gym since last Thursday. Tony's gonna kill me tomorrow and I deserve it. Looking forward to getting my fitness completely back on track this week. Dr Patterson gave me the go ahead to return to all activity, so I will.

Tomorrow will mark one month post op. I will do a pic of my incision later. It looks good. The bruising is pretty much gone. Just applying the body butter and scar cream. And I'm still in compression sleeves for now. My lipo site is almost normal looking too. Minimal bruising is left. I have to wear my compression garment on my bottom for another month yet. And I'm religiously applying the body butter. Body butter is awesome stuff. Why did I never use it before?

Today I go on a hike with my house guest. He needs to use his legs to work out the kinks after yesterday's marathon. It's been a fun time. He leaves tomorrow...

My scar. Sexy isn't it? Not! But it's coming along swimmingly. I'm proud of this scar because it represents my journey. And I found a script that I'd like to tattoo over my scar. I may just tattoo one arm and leave the other scar au natural. The script will read:

I love the person I've become because I fought to become her.

So appropriate for my journey. Right now I'm marinating strip loin steaks and roasting beets. It's a steak, beet salad, mushroom and sauteed cabbage kinda day. After dinner my house guest and I are gonna saunter over to Buddy's to watch the Blue Jays game. Fingers and toes crossed we break outta this slump. It's election day in Canada. Did you exercise your civic duty? Go vote Canada...

Meanwhile, Tuesday on Instagram...

Operating on 3.5 hours sleep. The gym should be interesting. I could go to sleep right now. All I want is to be done at the gym. And coffee. I want coffee. I may have to go back to bed when I get home. Today my house guest leaves. We're going to hang out at the CN Tower before I drop him at the airport. Haven't been there since middle school. Time to get outta my car and hit the treadmill. HIIT awaits me...

It's finally #coffeetime and today marks one month post op. Four weeks ago I had an upper arm lift and liposuction on my upper outer thighs. Today I had my first arm and chest day in over a month. It went better than I expected. I'm definitely fatigued and Tony worked me hard. Let's see what my memory skills are like. Today's workout consisted of:

20 mins of HIIT ✔

10 reps each of ring pulls and pushups x4 sets ✔

Assisted pull ups 10 reps x 4 sets ✔

Dumbbells 2 different lifts 10 reps x 4 sets ✔

Core circuit 3 exercises of 10 reps x 4 sets

Today's workout felt strange. My scars pulled. But it felt gross, not painful. I belted out the push-ups which surprised me. The hardest thing to do was the pull-ups and core. Shoulders and core are my weak areas. Hence what Tony will be working the most on me in the next little while. Highlight of my workout? Stripping down to my sports bra in the staff room to show off my arm scars. I should have sold tickets. Time to eat all the protein. I need a nap but maybe a shower will do...

Wanna know what the biggest rip off in Toronto is? Paying $40 to go up the CN Tower. The outside deck was closed due to the weather. It was fecken overcast. Not sure how that constitutes bad weather. I've not been up the tower for years. But there has been no updating done. Everything is old and out dated. If you're gonna charge that kind of money, make it worth it. Probably spent 20 minutes up there, for $40. Such a waste of money. My house guest was not impressed.

He's heading home as we speak. Brought him to the airport this evening. After the CN Tower we hit the Wheat Sheaf which is the oldest tavern in Toronto. Better deal there. Half priced appetizers. Thank God we didn't stay to watch the game. Too painful. I'm dozing here. Popped some Melatonin and I'm heading to sleep. Felt like a zombie all day. Three and a half hours of sleep is brutal. Hoping to get 7 hours tonight. I've got muscles to grow...

The post about a couple trips to the airport, a hockey game and a marathon...

2015-10-19T08:05:00.000-04:00

Meanwhile, Saturday on Instagram...

It's #coffeetime and I'm beat. Nothing coffee won't fix though. We went to the Fallsview Casino last night for buffet dinner and gambling. The food was good and I doubled my money. We tried to watch the Jays game in Niagara but all the bars were full. So I drove back to the Hammer and we watched the Jays game at a bar down the street from my house. Not panicking. Only the first game of a possible 7. Today I head into Toronto with my house guest. We're going to the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon expo so he can pick up his race bib, then a Toronto Marlies game. Should be interesting. I know absolutely nothing about hockey...

There I am at the Toronto Marlies game. I'm not gonna lie. It was pretty lame. I really do not appreciate hockey. I should. I come from a hockey obsessed family, and you know...I'm Canadian. Saturday was quite the day. Went to the Exhibition for the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon Expo and my friend got his race bib. But first we went to the airport because when he flew in, the airline lost his luggage. He's been here since Thursday with just his carry on. All his running gear was in his luggage. Even though his luggage landed yesterday, we left the airport without his luggage because the airline that lost it didn't start working till 3pm. So after the Marlies game, we went back to the airport and finally located his luggage. Ugh, ugh, ugh. Then we watched the Blue Jays lose again...

Meanwhile, Sunday on Instagram...

Busy morning so far. #Coffeetime happened at 5:30am. I was in the shower at 4:30am and out my door by 6:30am. I had to get my friend to Toronto in time for the gun. He's running the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon today. I'm spectating. Taking a warm up break in the Eaton Center right now but I'll be making my way back outside to see who wins. There was a large group of elite runners participating. Being here makes me miss running like I used to. I was always training for a race. After boxing happens, I'll register for another half marathon. I love the challenge. Thank God the finish line is super close to the Eaton Center. I've 3.5 hours to kill. Some shopping might be in order. I need a winter jacket. Did I mention it's snowing???

1st place male Ishhimael Chemtan

1st place female Shure Demise

1st place Canadian male Eric Gillis

1st place Canadian female Lanni Marchant

Congratulations to Eric and Lanni. Both have qualified for the 2016 Olympic Games in Rio de Janeiro. This will be Eric's 3rd Olympics! Go Team Canada!!!!

As exciting as it was to watch the elites run in, I feel sick to my stomach right now. One of the 1/2 marathon runners collapsed at the finish line and fell through the barrier. The first aid crew got to him quickly, but by the time EMS got there he had no vital signs and they cut his shirt open and were pumping his chest as they took him away on stretcher. So incredibly hard to watch. Praying very hard right now...

It's #winetime and boy do I need this drink. I found out some news about the man who collapsed in front of me at the finish line. He indeed had no vital signs but they were able to get a pulse enroute to the hospital. He's in critical condition at a trauma centre and his condition is considered life threatening. I'm still praying hard. For him and the other young man who collapsed at the finish line of the marathon 2 hours later. I'm thankful I didn't see that.

My friend finished and I'm super proud of him for pulling through. Forty two point two kilometers is no joke yo! Being at the race and seeing all the runners made me miss it. If I don't get picked for the boxing team, I'm gonna run the Bay. Whoa. What? Who said that? I love how strength training is changing my body and how strong I'm becoming. But running will always be my first love...

The post about busy times and a house guest...

2015-10-17T07:44:00.000-04:00

Meanwhile, the past few days on Instagram...

It's #coffeetime and I'm in the office for the long haul today. Gotta get everything off of my "to do" list because I need to take my last 3.5 vacation days starting tomorrow. The long haul means I don't leave until everything is finished. Exciting times today. The Blue Jays play the final game against the Texas Rangers. We'll see who advances to the American League Championship Series. Exciting but nerve wracking I'm sure. Work plays the games in our auditorium. So that will be distracting. Happy hump day everyone. Make it count. Make good choices...

It's a #coffeetime and #thickthighthursday post together. I've been super busy over the past 24 hours. I've a house guest coming today. So getting my house in order and having to catch up on work stuff. Which incidentally took much longer than I anticipated because I kept switching between screens on my computer to watch the Jays updates.

This morning I saw Tony and we did a lot of work with the bar. But I've the worst ass form in the gym. Tony has a new mantra that is now ingrained in my head. "Stick that ass out Leigh". Over and over again. So much work to do to get my ass on par with the rest of the gym. We joked about how we're only able to do a lot of legs right now and I'm going to end up with an opposite meme about skipping upper body. I'll have enormous legs and a tiny torso. Back to the office then out to the airport. Gotta meet my guest around 5pm. Flight got delayed 2x...

It's #coffeetime and today is going to be a good day to visit the Niagara region. As long as it doesn't rain. I become a tourist for the next few days. Nothing like sight seeing in your own backyard. Living in the Golden Horseshoe means I take the beauty of this place for granted. It will be fun to appreciate the sights and sounds of Niagara and Toronto as a tourist. Yesterday I went to see Dr Patterson and I think he thinks I have a crush on him or I'm crazy. There was no liquid to be drained from my arm like I was sure there was and I've not got an infection like I insisted. Yes my right arm is swollen, but he assures me that everything will even out in the end. And he told me to start working at the gym. Like really working. I texted Tony with the news. Upper body starts on Tuesday. He was so excited...

This is my current situation. Hanging out at the Horseshoe Falls with my house guest. A down pour with hail and thunder is happening right now but we found shelter and are getting up close and personal with 20 other people. It's crowded in here. I'm not gonna lie. I'm scared for my leather jacket and my hair. All that straightening for nothing:-( As soon as the rain lets up we need coffee. Then it's off to Fallsview Casino for some gambling, buffet and watching of the Jays game. Fun times...

I love this because it is 100% true. It's great to find inspiration in others, but finding it in yourself is what is going to make your journey a success. I love following fitness journeys and seeing before and after pics of weight loss, body builders and strength training progress shots. Lets me know what's possible with a lot of hard work. My biggest motivation is seeing my own progress though. Noticing changes is my body, even though it takes time and I have to be patient, is very motivating for me. Makes me excited to see where I'll be a year from now...

The post about National Turkey Day, a selfie stick and loose abdominal skin...

2015-10-14T06:51:00.000-04:00

Meanwhile, Monday on Instagram...

It's National Turkey Day here in Canada and #coffeetime brings with it a bitter mood. Not sure why I feel so shitty. I'm bringing my dad home today and it worries me when he's alone. I always feel better when he's with me. Something to think about for sure.

The best part of my day is stripping off my compression sleeves for a few hours to let my incisions breathe. Upon inspection of my right arm this morning, I can see there's more blood in there. If I don't see any improvement in the next couple days, I'm going back to Dr Patterson. I'm doing everything he's told me to do so I'm hopeful it will sort itself out.

Today I'm off to my in laws for Thanksgiving. It's supposed to be a beautiful day. Lots of opportunity to wear something cute and summer like one last time. But alas I cannot. Compression bottoms and compression sleeves limit my outfit choices. Jeans and 1/4 length sleeves it is. Upon return from my in laws, I've laundry to do. Ugh. My most hated chore along with grocery shopping.

Happy Thanksgiving my fellow Canadians. And happy Monday to the rest of the world. Best wishes for a productive and healthy week:-)

Check it out! I was just gifted with this selfie stick by my brother in law. This is my first official photo with it:-) This opens up a whole new world of picture possibilities!

Today thus far...

I never ran this morning. There was a jigsaw puzzle crisis at my house. Julien is working on a puzzle that we leave out on the dining room table. We do it bit by bit. My father thought it should be put away. He didn't realize what it was. He meant well but Julien was upset. My dad felt bad and Julien didn't want to upset him so suddenly the puzzle became our morning's work. I was able to restore it to pre-Poppy state. Everyone is happy again.

Then we had to hightail it to Toronto for Julien's birthday celebration with my in laws. And our family Thanksgiving dinner. Julien's uncle bought him an awesome cake that looked delicious. I ate a ton of melon so I'm all good. Lots of protein and veggies were eaten today. I'm stuffed. I think I'm done for the day food wise. Only downside is that I didn't have turkey on turkey day...

Meanwhile, Tuesday on Instagram...

It's finally #coffeetime. But first it was gym time. Good workout this morning. Another leg day in the books. Everyday is leg day right now. My right arm is still swollen and sore so no upper body today. Can't wait to start working upper body again. That's where I'm weakest. But I did do HIIT today. First time in over 3 weeks. Made me feel good to be dripping in sweat again. So today's workout was the following:

20 mins of HIIT ✔

10 reps x 4 sets of trap bar squats 95 pounds ✔

10 reps x 3 sets of hack squats with 35 pound kettlebell✔

Heel taps w 2 x 25 pound dumbbells 10 rep x 3 sets ✔

Walking lunges w 2 x 25 pound dumbbells 3 lengths ✔

Hamstring curls 10 rep x 3 sets at 30 pounds ✔

10 minutes of core drills ✔

If nothing else, Tony has promised me an ass you can bounce a quarter off of. I'll take 2 cheeks please. I'm 3 weeks post op today...

This #transformationtuesday is all about my arms. I'm 3 weeks post op today. And my arms are almost looking normal. There's still some swelling along the bottom. This is my left arm. My right is still swollen. But it has improved since Friday. I think I'm going to see Dr Patterson just to be sure he doesn't need to drain more blood and to look at a sore, hard area by my elbow. My left arm had that over a week ago but it's gone now. I'm not too concerned.

I've gotten lots of blog email about loose skin on my abdomen. I touch on this subject from time to time for new followers/readers. I do have loose skin on my abdomen paired with some fluff. It's right above my c-section scar and it's minimal. I'm really not concerned about it. When I consulted with Dr Patterson, he told me that training my core will improve that area a lot. My arms were my biggest problem area.

To those of you worried about loose skin. Never let that deter you from getting healthy. That can be fixed when you're ready. I waited almost 3 years into maintenance to fix my arms. For financial reasons as well as because I wanted to be sure I wouldn't regain this time. It's the best decision I've ever made and next summer will be the first one since I was a child that I will confidently show my arms. I can't wait...

A throwback pic from this summer. This is my abdomen. I was recently asked if I think my skin bounced back so well because of diet and/or exercise. I can't really be sure. I started running when I was 230 pounds. And you use 5 stomach muscles when you run. That could be it. But I also followed a low fat diet for weight loss. That could be it too.
I lost my weight very steadily. Pretty much 10 pounds a month for about 12 months. Then the last 10-15 pounds happened over the last 3 months. I lost about 135 pounds in 15 months before I called maintenance myself. I never reached my "healthy BMI" as per the chart (well I did the following fall for a hot minute while recovering from my broken ankle). But I wear size 8/10 (depending on the brand) and a medium top. I'm still considered overweight by BMI standards. I think BMI is a crock of shit. But that's my opinion. All body builders are morbidly obese on the BMI chart.
One thing that I did do and still do religiously is moisturize. That is a practice my mother drilled into my head at a young age. And moisturizing improves skin elasticity. That's why Dr. Patterson has me moisturize the crap out of my arms and thighs post op. So perhaps that has been the most helpful for my skin bouncing back so well following extreme weight loss. Or maybe it's just good genes...

The post about a very special day, a run and an awesome dress deal...

2015-10-12T08:23:00.001-04:00

Meanwhile, yesterday on Instagram...

It's #coffeetime and today is a special day. My boy turns 8 at 5:58 pm!!! Delivered by c-section at McMaster Children's Hospital which is a teaching hospital. The OR was attended by the operating room staff, my husband and I, and 30 medical students. Real cozy and intimate.

The question and answer period was the best as it was pointed out that my pubic bone was fused shut so the 12 hours I labored was for naught. That's why I couldn't dilate. Poor Julien had a bruise on his forehead where it was pressing against my pelvis. Ah the memories. No difference though. The end result was amazing. My boy is an incredible child and the absolute best thing in my life. Today we celebrate his life.

This morning, I run. My legs finally feel normal again and I'm gonna take them out for a spin. I've got to get my dad to mass at 11:30, then we're heading to Tucker's Marketplace for Julien's birthday lunch. Lunch is the only time we could get seated. And I'm crazy because I have to grocery shop today. It's going to be crazy. Since everything is closed tomorrow people like me will be scrounging. Fingers crossed everyone's celebrating the holiday early. Like all of Hamilton...

This morning I ran. Not like the wind but I ran. I felt every foot strike down on my outer thighs until they went numb by 3k. It's not painful but it aches and is uncomfortable. But, I don't really care. My pace was better than it was the last time I ran 10 days ago. I was going to do a much shorter run but figured if I could endure Tony's double leg day last week, I could belt out 6k. And I did. I went to church with my dad this morning then we went to Tucker's Marketplace for Julien's birthday lunch. I ate all the turkey, ham and roast beef. I may be having a touch of the meat sweats right now. I love turkey and ham. Time to wine, then I'm making chicken soup for a late dinner. Julien's favorite...

A fashion and #winetime post together. I wanted to show you what I wore to church today. My $5 dress from Smart Set. You know how I love a bargain. I bought the large because it was stretchy and I've got ample hips. But alas, it's a touch loose. Not complaining though. It still looked good on. And I liked seeing my reflection while wearing it because I love my curves. Must wear it with a padded push up bra. It gaped in the front when I sat.

I changed as soon as I got back from brunch and it's yoga pants and a tank top for the night. I'm on my second glass of wine. If I'm splurging for Thanksgiving, my splurge is the wine. I often get asked how I eat for holidays and celebrations. Exactly the same as any other day. Wine is my vice and that will be my treat for today...

OMG! Look at my little peanut. Just minutes old. He was born on the Thursday after Thanksgiving in 2007. His birthday is always very close to the holiday and when he was younger he legit thought Thanksgiving celebrations were for his birthday. Julien would like to thank you all for his birthday wishes. I let him read them and you made him smile. Thank you for making his day. We celebrated fairly low key. He had his party with his friends last weekend. He visits his other grandparents tomorrow. That's where he gets spoiled.

I got him the Mario Maker video game. He loves it. I don't understand it. I made home made chicken soup for dinner. He loves that too and he helped my dad and I do yard work late in the afternoon. He says he had a good birthday. So I'm hoping that's true. He was certainly helpful and eager to just spend time with us. He's such an awesome boy. Wonder how long before Mario Maker gets old. The music is annoying and I really don't get it. Donkey Kong. Now there's a video game:-) And just in case you're wondering, I drank 2 glasses of wine for my Thanksgiving splurge...

The post about a nasty doctor's visit, discovering I like tea and a warm fire...

2015-10-11T07:20:00.000-04:00

Meanwhile, Friday on Instagram...

It's #coffeetime and my smile hides my pain. I'm so incredibly lower body stiff it's not even funny. Well actually I chuckle every time I use the washroom. It's worse than after my lipo. Two hardcore leg days in one week is no joke yo! But the pain is temporary and I'm happy to have this discomfort. Reminds me that I'm back to the fitness grind. Two weeks of rest just about killed me!

Today I'm going to see Dr Patterson. My right arm is still swollen but my left is good. I've 2 suture areas on my right arm that haven't dissolved and I can feel the pulling on that arm the worst. I'm hoping the swelling is just from the soreness of the stitches. But it also could be because I use my right arm more. My left arm is noticeably smaller. And I've just a couple stitches near my elbow that need to come out. And I've got to work. I've a client meeting and I'm working into the night. I'm getting my "To do" list finished this weekend if it kills me. I'm only working 2.5 days next week. Want everything done before I'm off work Thursday afternoon...

What a day. I spent much longer at Dr Patterson's office than I anticipated. The wait was an hour, then he took one look at my right arm and said he had to drain blood from it. That's when I got a touch crazy and went through some serious anxiety and I may or may not have tried to bargain with him. I asked what would happen if he didn't drain it and he said I could get an infection. Then I asked for the percentage of that probability. Dr Patterson has no bedside manner but he's a brilliant surgeon. He half smiled at me and said, "I'm draining your arm".

He took 3 giant vials of blood from it and it is much less swollen. I've been instructed to rub lotion on my arms and wear compression sleeves for 2 weeks because the excess blood has caused my skin to stretch. He wants it to snap back. And after all was said and done, I didn't feel it even though the needle was as big as a meat infuser. He said he stuck it right in the incision. The removal of the stitches was worse. All in all it was a gross visit. I know this is descriptive but it's the nasty reality of plastic surgery. On a positive note, I got new suede boots. At least I had them to admire while I waited...

The last word is with Smitty's rear end. Hanging out in my compression jacket as per Dr Patterson's instruction. Tomorrow I'll purchase actual compression sleeves. And I'll apply the lotion like a mad woman. Anything to increase elasticity. I assault my thighs every morning with lotion. Smooths everything out.

Today I had lunch at the Mandarin and didn't track anything. But, I did eat an entire plate of only protein and a ton of pineapple. Maybe ton is an exaggeration. Three segments. I ate 3 segments. Which is still a lot! They were giant segments.

When I was at Dr Patterson's office this morning, he told me my thighs looked good. When I caught a glimpse of myself in his bathroom mirror, I had to admit to myself that I did look good. That's not always easy for me to do. But today I loved the way I looked in my jeans. I love that I still have curves and I'm hoping that soon I'll get some glute definition. So all these squats and lunges are going to be worth it right?

Meanwhile, Saturday on Instagram...

It's that time again. Wonder how much coffee I've had in my lifetime. #Coffeetime brings a smile and a busy weekend. Today I have to get my nails done, drive to Toronto for Julien to play with a friend, pick my dad up and do a late night grocery shop. I've assessed my leg situation and I'm resting another day. My quads are super stiff and sore. I'll need to roll and stretch them good today. I really want to run tomorrow and Monday.

My arms are definitely in better shape this morning. But my right one is still swollen. Not as much as it was before Dr Patterson drained it, but it's still swollen. I have to apply the lotion and scar cream after my shower. I hate touching my arms and incisions. This is where a helper monkey would really come in handy...

Hanging with my girlfriend in Toronto while our sons play. My farmer's market haul and I got my talons sharpened. I'm picking up my dad tonight so he can celebrate Julien's birthday with us tomorrow. Decided not to cook a turkey but we're gonna go to Tucker's Marketplace after church for a late brunch and Julien's birthday meal. Looking forward to it because any opportunity I have to over feed my dad, I take it! And you know, all the turkey I can eat:-)

A continuation from my previous post about my visit with Linda. We lit a fire which was awesome because I was fecken cold. Ok. Truth is we couldn't light the fire to save our souls but we attempted to for an hour before Linda's husband came home and succeeded where we failed within minutes. He's a fire lighting genius and explained where we went wrong. Something about back draft or something?

There's nothing more Canadian then doing maple syrup shots around the fire. Except we didn't really and there was a flat Justin Bieber in attendance. But I digress and make little sense. Back to regularly scheduled programming.

I became a tea whore this afternoon and drank more tea than I have in ages. I think I need more chocolate Chai tea in my life. And check out that big headed kid. He turns 8 tomorrow. Delivered at 5:58 pm. Hands down the most precious thing in my life.

After leaving Linda's we went to pick my dad up and had dinner at Swiss Chalet. Then we swung by my friend Gillian's place. She dug up a ton of plants for me from her garden that I'll plant in my garden tomorrow. No food tracking today but I likely ate enough. I had a half chicken dinner with salad at Swiss Chalet. Tomorrow morning I run. Should be interesting. It's almost been 2 weeks since my last run...

Poonapalooza

Hiding abs, sexy lounge singer and retired 501's...

Decimated arms, potluck blues and a disappearing bosom...

Fashion finds, decimated abs and new macros...

Reflection, Halloween and good food...

A baby shower, training (always training), and I'm sick...

Thanksgiving, setting a couple PR's and a very special anniversary...

Hello, it's me...

The post about Punchapalooza...

The 528th post, which is also the last post...

The post about unplugging...

The post about lifting my own body weight, being unrecognizable and I did not forget...

Meanwhile, Wednesday on Instagram... It is coffee time and today we remember... #LestWeForget #RememberThem #11days11ways #RemembranceDay2015

The post about motivation, Remembrance Sunday and selfie rehab?

The post about HOPE, a visit with my mom and my arm progress...

The post about a really long post...

The post about a some hooters and Halloween fun...

The post about some childhood memories, the FTEC boxing team for 2017 and running goals...

The post about fitness certification, Romanian dead lifts and army boots

The post about a double gym visit weekend, lots of sleep and mean girls at the gym...

The post about the last three days...

The post about one month post op, my first upper body day in a month and an over-priced elevator ride...

The post about a couple trips to the airport, a hockey game and a marathon...

The post about busy times and a house guest...

The post about National Turkey Day, a selfie stick and loose abdominal skin...

The post about a very special day, a run and an awesome dress deal...

The post about a nasty doctor's visit, discovering I like tea and a warm fire...

Meanwhile, Wednesday on Instagram...

It is coffee time and today we remember...

#LestWeForget

#RememberThem

#11days11ways

#RemembranceDay2015