BIG NEWS!!!!

I met my summer goal!  It's almost the end of summer and I've lost a total of 41 lbs!

I'm GEEKING OUT.

And I got my nerd glasses yesterday!
 ** Addendum **
Here is the photo:

Can life get better?  I submit that it cannot.

Breathe

I finally have time to sit down and breathe.

Let's catch up, shall we?

First of all, I wanted to say thank you for aiding me in my selection of style and shape for my new glasses.  I have selected 2 pairs which will be here this week.  I shall take pictures and post them for your viewing pleasure upon my acquisition of them.

Here's a rundown of my life for the past few weeks:

I'm living in 700 square feet with 5 people.  Stressful.

• The addition to the house is going well.
• Tensions are high as no one has any privacy, anywhere.

I recently drove to Pocatello for a job interview.  Time-consuming

• The interview went well.
• I got to visit my brother.

My weight loss is progressing.  SLOWLY.

• I will be weighing in again on Wednesday.  Everyone cross their fingers and send skinny-ish thoughts my way.  I really want to meet my 40 lb weight loss goal by the end of August.
• On a happier note, my skinny jeans (that once fit fabulously, then I couldn't fit in at all) are now baggy-falling-off-my-hips jeans.  Hurrah!  That was exciting. 
• I got a few pairs of Under Armour workout pants and I look HOT in them.  Just sayin.

My workouts have been fluctuating in regards to what time of the day I'm working out.  Agitating.

• Sometimes it is in the morning, sometimes in the evening.  This bothers me greatly.  I am a creature of habit, a creature of routine.  I now pledge to get up early every morning and work out. 

My goals, my goals, my goals.  I think I'm doing pretty well on the goal front.

• After a stint in the glums, I've rebounded back to the outgoing, funny, and happy Mychal.  I need to work a bit more on my relationship with the Man upstairs and work on making friends, but other than that... I'm progressing with all my goals pretty well.

TOPIC CHANGE

A post or two back, I wrote about my dream-guy-love-life-pipe-dream.  After some replies, advice, and an epiphany (and thanks to someone I follow on twitter) I wanted to share a quote that has helped change my views in regards to that aspect of my life.

"When you stop being the girl who needs a man, you become the girl a man needs."

Love it!  When I started changing my life, I was doing it for me.  I want to like who I am.  Some how that feeling/reasoning got convoluted and began to incorporate other people's views (particularly that of men).  I need to do this for me.  I need to change for myself, not for anyone else.  The only person I need to prove something to, is me.  I am a strong, confident, independent woman.  No man can ever make me "happier", if I'm not "happy" first.  I can't make a man "happy" if I'm not "happy" with myself.  It's a cruel cycle, but it's true.  I don't need a man to achieve my goals, or to make me happy.  Fully understanding and living this idea, will help me on my journey to become the woman I want to be.  

Thank you for the continued love & support!  You dolls are the best!

Love,

Mych

Time for...

Followers, it's time for... A Poll!!!

This blog has never had a poll before!  This is life changing.  *wink wink

Who's excited?  Me (and hopefully you).

Why?  My old glasses broke!

Why is that exciting?  Because now I get new ones!


What does that have to do with me?  I need your help to pick out the best pair/style!

I'm trusting you guys.

Below are pictures, located on the side of the blog is the poll.  Please choose the pair you think fits my personality, style, and features.

Or... just choose the pair you like the best!

Thanks dolls!

Choice #1

 Choice #2

Choice #3

Choice #4

Choice #5

Choice #6

These are not listed in preferential order...

Love,
Mych

I'm Back

I'm back dah-lings!

I know it's been quite a few days since my last post.  I haven't felt much of a desire to post anything because I've been down in the dumps.  I hate when that happens.  It took me awhile to pull myself out of it, but I did.  

So what to talk about... hmmm...

I've been exercising 5-6 times a week for an hour.  I also lift weights and work on my abs every other day.  I haven't noticed a huge difference yet.  I know the weight loss is slowing down dramatically and it's taken a pretty severe tool on me emotionally.  It wouldn't be so bad if my weight didn't fluctuate so much.  I haven't measured in over a week because the last time I weighed in (I weighed in on a Wednesday & a Thursday) my weight fluctuated 3 lbs.  Yeah... it's only three lbs, but it punched me in the stomach. 

I've been working really hard to stay on track, which means stay between 1200-1500 calories a day and exercise regularly.  I've splurged a few times, but afterwards the guilt always propels me to exercise much more rigorously.

Side note:

I've finally got all of my Reebok Zigs.  Want to see a picture of them!?  Ok ok ... here you go.

ME LIKE!  They're bold, eccentric, jubilant, garish, and outlandish.  Much like me!  hahahaha

Confession Time

I have to admit something.  I'm pretty disappointed... and I'm disappointed in myself.

I know I'm working on me, for me.  I want to like who I am.  I want to love how I look.  

BUT...

I won't lie about the fact that I thought guys might start to be more interested in me.  The fact that they're not... SUCKS.

I try to convince myself that it's ok.  That they don't know what they are missing out on.  I don't need a guy to be happy.  Someday, when I look the way I want, they will all want me and none will get me... blah blah blah.

I mostly just want to get over the disappointment.  I think every girl has a pipe dream where some amazing guy is attracted to who they are and not how they look.  I'm no exception, I wanted a guy to want me, right now, because I can make him laugh, I'm loyal, I'm intelligent, I'm kinda-sorta-talented.  And then in 9 months or a year, I'd be the girl he deserves.  The girl people would stare at and go "WOW, he's lucky."  And he would feel lucky because he knew I worked hard to become that person.  And I would know that he wanted the REAL me and that the physically fit me was a PHAT bonus.

Yeah... I know that's LAME.  But it was my pipe dream.

Oh well, life happens and we roll with it!

Until next time dolls!

Love,
Mych

Uh-oh

Hello followers!  Have you missed me?  I sure missed you!

In case you were unaware, I spent the weekend up in the mountains at my family's cabin.  It was beautiful, serene, calm, and completely void of internet and cell phone service.

Needless to say, vacations make it super duper hard to stay on track.  I slipped up... on more than one occasion.  There was much weeping and wailing, and gnashing of teeth after I was naughty.  My mom pointed out some valid points to help me make peace with/and not hate myself.

1. I've been on a hardcore diet for 8 weeks.  I haven't been exposed to such a large volume of naughty food and my cravings were exacerbated by the fact; I didn't have a hunger suppressant and some family members made and offered me naughty camping trip food delights (when they knew I was on a diet).

2. It was a vacation!  It was two days... and I stuck to my three bite rule.  Although... it was three bites of multiple things...

3. EVERYONE slips at some point.  The key is to whip myself back into shape... pronto.

4. I was good for a majority of time on my trip!  I had protein rich, low calorie yogurt for breakfast, lean turkey, lots of veggies, and the most delicious foil dinner I have ever had in my life.  Chicken and veggies that stewed in their own juices and melded with a delectable combination of spices... YUM.  And HEALTHY.

I'm glad I'm home, back in the exercise routine, and the healthy eating habits.  I know that I'm not screwed... but I'm super worried about Wednesday Weigh-in.  I can't shake the feeling that I'm a ginormous cow.  Some intense workouts and a severe attitude regarding my diet for a few weeks will help get me back in the shape my brain visualizes that I need to be.

Sorry I let ya'll down.  I'll make it up to you over the next few weeks.  Scouts honor.

Until Wednesday dolls.

Love ya!
Mych