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Nobody likes a droopy butt.

I know I haven’t done any sort of mcfatty update in quite some time, but I assure you, I’ve been keeping at it.

There have been ups–like doing “Oga” with Rylee a few nights a week, like being told my the yoga instructor at my gym that I have beautiful yoga form, like cutting way, way back on my ice cream intake to almost nothing, like confidently rocking my 2 piece bathing suit last weekend while taking Ry swimming, like resisting the urge to eat an entire bag of Cadburry mini eggs, etc.

There have been downs–like my gym canceling all of our lunchtime fitness classes so having to get creative on when I go to the gym, like not going to the gym at least 3 days a week for a couple of weeks, like not drinking my daily allotted amount of water every day, etc.

Despite all of the ups and downs, I have had success!

The brown work slacks that I had to buy in August because I couldn’t fit into any of my other pants? Yea, I put those on last week and I had major droopy butt.

And you know what else? My jeans? Yea…within seconds of putting them on, I’ve got droopy butt in those too.

I’m constantly pulling my pants up. And it’s annoying.

I vented some of this newfound frustration yesterday whilst walking through the house and you know what Andy said? My dear, sweet, loving husband told me to buy new ones!


Oh happy day!

Mama’s goin’ shopping.

This is me…excited to go shopping.

The Right Kind of Hurt

I think I found my groove.

Last week was great.

My pants? I actually put them all in the dryer over the weekend in hopes to shrink them a bit. Pretty soon, I may be able to bust out the pants I’ve got stowed away in the next size down.

I can tell I’m getting in better shape. The day after my last Power class I could actually walk. Don’t get me wrong, I was sore, but it wasn’t unbearable. It was the kind of hurt that you feel after a good workout, not the kind that has you wondering what truck you were hit by when you weren’t looking.

My next Power class? Oh yea, I’m gonna go cray-zay and even put some weight on the bar!

Watch the heck out!

I still need to be better about drinking water on the weekends. Oh, and you know, not eating tacos 5 out of 7 days in a week.

All in all, I’m finding myself with more energy. Drinking less coffee and more water. I’m finding my legs getting restless after a day without a good workout. I find myself craving that after workout burn. And to top it off, I’ve lost almost 7 pounds!

Here’s to a new week!

Well, I forgot to weigh myself at the gym last Friday, so I have no “weight update”. What I do have is an “I ate well all week and I worked out really hard on Tuesday could hardly walk for the next two, rocked it at the gym on Friday then ate like crap all weekend” update.

The week went great. I ate well, drank lots of water, less coffee. Took a new class on Tuesday that totally kicked my butt in the best way possible. It was a good kind of hurt that I experienced for the nest 2 days, not the “I feel like I just gave birth” kind of hurt that the spin class had me feeling. But, after that, I seriously could hardly walk, so the new plan is to to my own work out on Monday, Power class on Tuesday, then cardio and Centergy class on Friday.

I thought I was eating pretty well through the weekend until I logged into myfitnesspal on Saturday night to log my calories for the day and I about fainted when I saw just how many calories made up the Oriental Chicken Salad from Applebee’s. Ho-ly crap people, having that many calories in a SALAD should be illegal…and I only ate half of it. (I shared the other half with the lovely Miss Julia) I’m not kidding, my eyes bugged out of my head when I typed in “.5” of the 1 salad serving and it came back that I had consumed 635 calories. Six-hundred-and-thrty-five. On a half of a salad. That means if I would have eaten the entire thing, that would have been the only thing I could have eaten all day.

Add that to the fact that Rylee and I had an ice cream treat after our hot dog and french fry dinner (for the win…not) and you’ve got a recipe for holy-crap-I need to do some yoga and run around the house for 15 minutes to burn some of this crap off. And yes, that’s what I did. I ran laps in my living room…Ry thought it was hilarious. Oh, and now that I think of it, when I was at my brother’s competition on Saturday I walked up and down the stairs like 6 times because Ry had to “go potty”…only she was kidding. That should count for something, right?

At least Sunday it was nice enough outside that we spent nearly the entire afternoon exploring and digging and chasing. I drank lots of water. Then I ended the weekend with a healthy dinner of roasted chicken, a small portion of mashed red potatoes and lite Ceasar salad. Oh yea…and another bowl of ice cream. FAIL.

So yea…here’s to a new week!

Meet Virginia.

Not just the name of a catchy song by Train.

Meet Virginia. My great aunt. My Grandma’s sister. {I think.}

Also? Meet her big butt.

It’s a family legend. Really.

I don’t know that I ever actually met Virginia myself, but I know all about her butt.

It was big.

Ok, that might be all I actually know about it.

But, one thing I’m sure of?

I do not want to end up with Aunt Virginia’s butt. Screw genetics.

Since my post about finding my motivation {AKA: Knee Fat!}, I thought I’d update ya’all on my progress.

First…I have been rocking at drinking 64+ ounces of water in a day! Even over the weekends. My key to success? Crystal Light raspberry lemonade. Half my daily intake is the crystal light, the other half is legit water. The other key? A straw. I’m a nerd, I know. But it honestly helps. A lot. Try it. I dare you. Bonus points: all the extra water I’m drinking throughout my workday is making me have to pee which means I’m not just sitting at my desk… I had a latte on Saturday and had a Pepsi with lunch, but get this…I couldn’t even drink 1/2 of it!!

Second…I have been entering all my meals and snacks into my log on It’s helping a lot. I find myself conscious of everything I’m eating because I don’t want it to look bad in my food diary. Not that anyone else is going to see it, but whatever. It works for me. I also love that it automatically adds up the calories for me. So easy.

Third…I made it to the gym twice the first week and 3 times last week. My goal is 3 days a week.

My Favorite Accomplishment: I did what I never thought I had the courage to do: I came face to face with the devil.

Total Weight Lost: So far I have lost 4 pounds. But, it turns out it’s not really about losing the weight to me. It’s more about being healthy and working off my butt, and toning my abs and my thighs that really shouldn’t touch at the point where they do. So far, so good!

Knee Fat: Still there. But, I am beginning to see definition of muscles in my quads…we’re getting there.