Wasting away again in Margaritaville

Tips for sucessful weight loss in college:

1. If it's been fried, stay away. Once a week is okay, but no more than that. This includes fried chicken sandwiches, french fries, and chicken nuggets. [This is surprisingly a pretty easy goal to meet!]

2. Stay away from high fat foods at the dining hall. [This year I have been checking the online dining hall menu before every meal to find low fat foods. I was shocked when the majority of foods there have 10+ grams of fat per serving. I'm much more conscious of the food choices I make there. Instead of picking things that I think will just taste good, I go for the things that are good for me. :) ]

3. Lots of water! This means no sodas, teas, or coffee. [This has been an easy for me because I hopped on the water train this past summer. I can drink water day in and day out and it's the best :). There have been a few late nights and early mornings that I grabbed a caffeinated drink on the way to class, but I'm doing really good sticking to water everywhere else!]

4. Live on the opposite side of campus from your classes! [This tip is mostly about walking. I happen to live on the opposite side of campus from ALL of my classes. So everyday I am walking at least 1.75 miles just to get to class, sometimes I do it twice. It is true that I have a bicycle now and I ride that to class sometimes, but have I mentioned how hilly campus is? :D]

5. Stay positive. Keep it up! You can do it! [Even if people aren't saying anything directly to you, they sure are noticing your new fabulousness.]



I realized it had been awhile again since I'd last blogged. College life gets hectic, especially when you attend an NCAA football school and happen to be in the marching band.

I've been feeling kind of discouraged and stagnating for awhile now. But then I have to start thinking about the numbers and everything doesn't seem so bad.

I started this journey at 228 pounds. Right now, I weigh 195! That's a different of 33 pounds! Holy shiznit, that's a lot!

Most mornings I still don't feel any different. I still feel like that really fat girl that everybody is friends with cause she's kind of funny. And then I put on a tank top that shows off my skinny waist and I feel amazing again.

I need more clothes that make me feel amazing. Wearing the same bulky clothes that I had to wedge myself into 30 pounds ago isn't very inspiring. I see a shopping trip or two in the future.

Love and kisses and lots if inspiration,

the Bob

P.S. Today's title is a throwback to our first marching show of the season which was Beach Music and Jimmy Buffet inspired.

Rocking and a rolling!

After the earthquake from earlier this week, there is also now a category 2 hurricane headed straight for me.

Woot.

Last night, a friend and I went riding bicycles around campus in the middle of the night. It was surprisingly really fun. I would suggest doing it again actually.

Yay bicycles!

Fat bottomed girls they'll be riding today

Oh the saga of the bicycles.

Yesterday I got out the bicycle that I hoped would be the solution for me. It's a light blue mountain bike with gears and speeds and whatnot. A gorgeous thing that carried me to Jr High about twice before I realized I couldn't really carry a trumpet and bicycle at the same time.

Mum helped as I wheeled it from the building over to the house. We got out the air pump and wiped the dust off the thing. The tires held and I climbed up on the seat, with the cooshy gel cover and everthing, and....

The thing is TOO DAMN SMALL.

I'm too tall for the bike! My legs are all folded up when I ride and my knees are practically in the handlebars. It's awful. However, the bike just happens to be the perfect size for C. Yay riding buddy!

Not to be easily deterred, I knew there were other bikes in storage. Mum located a different bike, one slightly larger that she had used, and it was....missing a wheel. Honestly.

By now I felt like Goldilocks. Too small. No two wheels. This meant that final bike number three had to be the bike for me!

I wheeled this bike over to the house. It's broken kick-stand meant I had to hold it and watch as Mum filled up the front tire. Whee! And then the back tire.

And the back tire again. And again.

The magical bike has a busted tired. Le sigh!

Well yesterday I rode the small bike anyway. I rode it again today. We're looking at taking the busted wheel and kick-stand bike to a shop we know nearby. I'm hoping they get it fixed for mum.

Me however, I'm in the market for a new bike. I spent quite a bit of time last night and today researching bikes. I've realized I don't need or want a mountain bike like the THREE others currently in our ownership. I'm looking to get a road or a hybrid bike. I want something that will give me speed and be nice for riding around on roads, not dirt and other crazy things. Lols.

I looked at Walmart today and they have a gorgeous red and white Hybrid bike with a rack on the back that looks to be perfect. I even road it around in my heels and skirt I wore to church. (Did I mention one of the ladies hugged me today and goes, "You've gotten shorter haven't you?" Except this was supposed to mean skinnier and I sat there and gave her the most confused look. Lols.) It was good times. And none of the Walmart employees yelled at me. Not that they could have anyway because I was just shopping for bikes!

Agenda for tomorrow!
-Go volunteer at the kid's camp!
-Take bike to bike shop
-Look at bikes at Dick's Sporting Goods
-BUY A NEW BIKE!

Did I mention the small bike is KILLING MY ASS?

Anybody else like to ride bikes? Tell me about it :) In case you haven't noticed this might be a new passion of mine. I'm actually REALLY excited about exercising for the first time in ages. I've never been one to love running but I LOVE riding bikes. Here's hoping that it continues! :D