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Monday, January 30, 2012

Project Wedding Dress

So I've been putting a lot of thought into what I want to wear for our upcoming show. We need a bikini and evening gown for the Diva Bikini model portion and a bikini and theme wear outfit for the Diva Fitness model portion. The whole process has been really fun and exciting, how often do have the chance to wear and help design custom made clothing?

As I was thinking about my evening gown options it suddenly occured to me that I have a beautiful gown sitting in my closet, a gown that won't see the light of day again if I don't do something with it. My wedding dress! So I've made the decision that I'll use this iconic dress, the dress that represents the 'old' me, and transform it into a one of a kind representation of the 'new' Meg.

So often our wedding dresses sit in the closet or in boxes never to be worn again. I completely understand why women hold on to them, hold on to that memory and the feeling they had when they wore that dress. For many of us we were in the best shape of our lives on our wedding day and our dresses represent us at our finest, and our happiest. I want to use that dress because I want it to represent an evolution. The evolution of who I was on my wedding day to the person that I am now; buying a brand new dress would be great, but there is such significance attached to that gown.

Life is change, transition, moving forward. My wedding day was one of the happiest days of my life, next to the birth of my son. I want to take that memory, transform it and evolutionize it, and share it with the world.

There are still parts of me that are the same as they were when I got married, but so much has changed. I guess that's why this is so important to me. I don't want to stand up there in a shiny new dress, I don't want people to think that I'm a completely different person just because the package is looks a little different. That part of me needs to be represented on that stage, and I think this is a perfect way to do it.

I am so honored to be sharing this experience with you all. Hopefully I'll get to meet some of you soon at the WBFF show here in Calgary where you can see the dress first hand. : )

The courageous dress designer that's taken on Project Wedding Dress is the local and oh-so talented Anya from Dionne Dionne. You can check out her other work at http://www.dionnedionne.com/.

Meg
xoxo

Friday, January 27, 2012

Food Assault

Amanda and I were discussing this the other day after the radio station I listen to brought it up one morning. How many times have you been trying to watch what you eat or you're just plain old not hungry and someone tries to force you to eat something? The donuts that get shoved in your face ten times at the office or a family member harassing you when you pass on dessert at the dinner table. The worst part is the offending individual usually knows damn well you don't want to eat whatever they're offering, and instead of supporting you in your healthy choices they try their best to sabotage your efforts.

I hear it all the time when talking with others about my meal plan. Yeah, it's different. Eating fish some days at ten in the morning isn't for everyone, I get it. It kills me when people ask what I can/can't eat and they stare at me like some sort of science project. That's usually followed up with 'Ugh that sounds awful, I would DIE without bread'. Really? Cause I would die with a fat ass like yours, not to mention that your swollen, clogged arteries will ACTUALLY kill you. I'll take my 10 am tilapia, thanks.

It's never the health conscious individual that gives you a hard time about your food choices. It's usually the person who lives a relatively unhealthy lifestyle and who isn't happy with themselves. We don't like seeing other people battle the wars we've lost and win. It's an unpleasant feeling to try and try again to lose weight and then see your friend drop 100 lbs, trust me I've been there. It's a nasty little reminder that all your excuses were bullpoop and the evidence is right there in front of you. Your friend probably did it with less money, more kids and more obstacles than you have just to rub it in.

Amanda and I have created an ingenious strategy to deal with people who repeatedly assault you with food. The next time a repeat food offender wanders your way with a box of cheap chocolate, stare at the box wide eyed and horrified, 'You're actually eating that? Refined sugar is poison! You are POISONING yourself to DEATH!!'. Grab the box of chocolates and throw them in the garbage. 'Phew' you tell them 'That was a close one, you can thank me later'.

After pitching a few birthday cakes, croissants, and tubs of candy in the garbage, people will probably leave you alone, more out of fear for their treats than anything. The next time someone says 'You're too skinny, have a few of these' say 'You're too fat, maybe you should have less of those'. If it's inappropriate to discuss someones weight it's inappropriate, regardless of what the scale says.

I can understand forcing your three year old to eat a few more carrots, but trying to force grown people to eat anything is positively ridiculous. I'm a grown woman, if I wanted a frigging Timbit I would have bought some on my way to work. I appreciate the gesture but no means no. Food assault is wrong and I don't have to take it.

Meg

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

You Suck Negative Nancy!!!

So you'll notice that I get a little ranty when I talk about something I'm passionate about, and I'm very passionate about positivity so put your rant pants on. I can't tell you how many times I've been chatting with a friend or family member only to have them go on a tirade about someone in their life that causes repeated conflict. You know the drill, the coworker that constantly bashes her mom or your friend that won't shut up about her other equally irritating friend. It gets annoying. Fast. Now I understand that we all need to vent about our relationships, even if they're great (or perfect, like mine. LOLSIES). I think that's a healthy way to let go of frustration and build camaraderie with others, I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about the people in your life that piss and moan and complain about the SAME people EVERY day. Drama drama drama.

Why do you think those people keep those relationships around? Or seem to make little to no effort to change or improve them? Better yet, what relationships in your life are just like that? We all have them. People that don't really seem to give a hootenanny about us, yet we try and try again to make it work and keep the relationship limping along. The problem with negative people and relationships is that they bring you down. You waste precious time and energy trying to salvage something that just isn't there. Most of these types of relationships are also very parasitic. Totally one sided. You give, give, give and give some more only to get unreturned phone calls and flaky text messages in return. Think about the people you have in your life and ask yourself this question, 'If I never called or made plans with fill-in-the-blank ever again, would I ever hear from them again?'. If the answer is NO, that person would more than likely drop off the face of the earth (unless they wanted something), then consider kicking that relationship to the curb.

I said I was passionate about positivity. Here's why. What you put out into the world is what you get back. If someone in your life pees on your parade constantly and puts you in a craptastic mood, guess what, your going to get craptastic right back. If you surround yourself with awesome people who are oozing with inspiration and positivity, and who hold you up when you can't do it on your own, you can't help but be awesome yourself. You can't sit in a tub of purple Easter egg dye and not turn purple, know what I mean? Negativity is like a big black cancer that feeds off of the good things in your life. It sucks the energy out of a perfectly good day. When you start to feel it creeping in, be aware of it. Stop yourself and press the mental reset button, play your favorite Lady GaGa song in your head and attack the rest of the day with FIERCE positivity. I bet that negativity will be so shocked it doesn't show its slimy little face for days. If someone pisses you off, compliment them. If you don't want to call your grandma, call her TWICE tomorrow. Punch negativity right in the face and bask in the glow of the beautiful energy you'll get in return.

The next time you GOL (groan out loud) when that certain someone shows up on your call display, do yourself a favor and perform a relationship inventory. Do you really need that bullpoop? Probably not. So next time, don't answer the phone, go help an old lady cross the street instead and help put an end to negativity's reign in your life.

Tomorrow I want you to be irritatingly positive. I want kittens and rainbows and sunshine to ooze out of your pores. Betcha you'll have an AWESOME day. Betcha.

Meg

Monday, January 23, 2012

Food Guide? Not So Sure!


Let me start by saying that by no means am I a nutritional expert. I have no formal training in the field, I’m not a doctor, nurse, pediatrician…. you get the picture. This is purely my opinion based on the research and reading I’ve done, and of course personal experience. The topic of nutrition and the government recommendations for a ‘healthy’ diet are particularly interesting to me, especially since starting my weight loss journey a few years ago. It’s interesting because if given nutritional guidelines are generally accepted as truth, why do so many people struggle to lose weight even when following them? There has to be something more to the story, and as it turns out there’s a LOT more.

Let’s start with the generally accepted notion that a large portion of your calorie intake should be from carbohydrates. The food guide recommends a whopping 6-8 servings of grain products per day, second only to fruits and vegetables which have a 7-10 serving per day recommendation. Now let’s stop and think about this for a moment; you’re trying to tell me that the majority of my calories should come from products only available for consumption through processing? There are a few exceptions to that of course, a few grains require little to no processing for human ingestion, but the vast majority of them definitely do. Seems illogical doesn’t it? How is it that something that isn’t naturally occurring in our habitat supposed to make up a large portion of our diet? Don’t get me wrong, there is a type and amount of carbohydrate intake needed for every person but I certainly don’t think it’s in the quantities suggested by the Canada food guide. There is even some evidence and suggestion that very little carbohydrate ingestion is needed to achieve a healthy diet. The other, in my opinion, grievous error in the food guide is that they place very little emphasis on the quality of carbohydrate. They recommend that half of your grain intake be from whole grain products, but that leaves room for 3-4 servings a day of products containing refined white flour and the like, a fairly unhealthy recommendation in my opinion. There is significant evidence that refined white flour and sugar play a crucial part in the development of metabolic disease and obesity.

The other major issue I have with the food guide is the scant recommendation of protein it suggests. Two to three servings of protein a day vs. seven to ten servings of grain a day? Lean protein is one of the best sources of clean calories out there, and is essential to many of your body’s natural processes. Ingesting adequate protein is also vital when trying to lose weight. There is also a strange recommendation that meat alternatives such as tofu be ingested regularly. I see the importance of meat substitutes if you’re vegan or vegetarian, and I think they have a place in someone’s diet just like anything else, but why the recommendation to ingest a highly processed product over a natural, clean protein source?

The problem with nutritional dogma is that a lot of it is assumed with very little to no evidence to support its claims. We have adopted a ‘just because’ attitude towards many foods, for instance the argument against saturated fat. Why shouldn’t we eat it? Well, because ‘they’ say so. The evidence claiming saturated fats, particularly in meat, are bad for your health is ambiguous and open to interpretation to say the least. In fact recent research has indicated that a few particular types of saturated fat may in fact be good for our bodies, contrary to decades of popular belief. We are also under the assumption that certain foods increase LDL (bad) cholesterol, but in fact the association between ingested cholesterol and blood cholesterol is loose and difficult to prove. Some studies have shown that in fact that there is no association at all.

For my body, a diet high in clean protein, free of processed or refined foods, low or devoid of white sugar, and full of a variety of vegetables seems to be the right combination. I think the key to the success of any diet is to eat foods as close to their natural state as possible. Stay away from anything processed, or at the very least try to limit their intake. The way that your body processes fats, carbohydrates, and proteins is very different from one another. Nutritional ingestion is so much more complex than the ‘calories in, calories out’ approach. The KIND of calories makes an absolutely monumental difference. A study recently done with overweight women showed significantly higher weight loss in test subjects put on a low carbohydrate diet versus a higher carbohydrate diet with the same caloric intake. What that tells me is not necessarily that a low carb diet is perfect for everyone, but it tells me that we really know very little about the complex processes involved in the breaking down and utilization of energy.

Each of our bodies is unique and our nutritional needs should be addressed as such. We can’t make blanket food recommendations for the whole of society like the government has done with our food guide. How your body reacts and processes different food sources is something that may require a bit of trial and error. Try out a diet for a few weeks, see how your body feels and how you feel emotionally, and adjust as necessary. What worked for your friend or for your body ten years ago may not be the same as what you need today. The important part is to give yourself adequate nutrition for your body’s specific needs. This will vary dramatically if you are active, sedentary, or an athlete. LISTEN TO YOUR BODY. Find a lifestyle and way of eating that makes you happy and keeps you healthy, that’s the only way you’ll maintain it for any length of time.

If you’re really struggling with your diet, seek outside opinion from a nutritional expert that can help you navigate the choices and create a plan that’s right for you.

Happy eating!

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Battle of the Bathroom Scale

How often do you use a scale? Daily, weekly, monthly or never? For some of us we just can’t stay away no matter how hard we try and avoid it. Do you dread the scale? Step on it obsessively? Do you get on, get off, and get on again just to see if your weight changed? What if you move the scale a little forward or a little to the left only to stop once you get to an inaccurate but pleasing weight! I am sure there are many of you that will be able to relate to the love and hate relationship of the scale.

I find it amazing that those little numbers representing your weight can determine what sort of day you are going to have. The biggest problem I have is I let the results dictate my mood, diet and self esteem. What is this obsession we have with the scale? I guess for some it can be a measurement of success. It will give you a compliment when you have been busting your ass at the gym all week. For others though, when not used in moderation, it can be such a evil device, so why are we so drawn to it? In the morning, at the gym, before I go to bed, whenever I see it I step on it! I am addicted to weighing myself and am glad to be able to face it before it controls my outcome of this journey and sabotages my self-esteem.

If I step on the scale and it's getting lower, or was much lower than I anticipated, I feel like I have room to cheat, to indulge and to eat empty calories whether I enjoy them or not. Yet if it is higher than the last time I stepped on, I eat with a 'who cares' attitude and eat anything and everything in sight. Either that or I only eat a partial days worth of food to try and make up for the gain. I set myself up for failure either way and neither situation is healthy for your body or your mind.

The scale can instantly crush you and take away every second of self gratitude you were just feeling prior, yet ironically we get right back on there the very next day….WHY? Our weight can fluctuate daily for many different reasons but yet we never take that in to account (or we use it as an excuse!). The bottom line is there must be some guidelines when it comes to weighing yourself or else you will just be totally irrational with normal daily fluctuations. I think for some of us, weighing in daily may work but for others it can really mess with your head. For those of you (including myself) who let the scale determine how you will feel or what you will eat,we should really evaluate how often we should be jumping on it. We should use the losses for motivation rather than destruction and the gains for reinforcement rather than self sabotage.

I don’t mean to disregard the scale completely as it can be a very useful tool, but we can obsess and overdo it. When we do that we can completely lose sight of what eating right and living healthy is all about. Today I am going to put a stop to this once and for all! I am going to put the scale away, out of sight out of mind. I will remind myself that when I do need to step on it that it will not determine who I am or how I am going to feel. It will be used in moderation and no matter what happens I will continuously remind myself it is just a number!

So for everyone who obsesses, lets all make a promise to resist the urge of stepping on the scale uncontrollably. Once and for all we will let our true thoughts and emotions reflect our mood rather than an electronic device!


♥ Amanda ♥


Saturday, January 21, 2012

Attention Please!


So there’s something that I’m really interested in discussing, and because it has to do with self image I thought it’d be a good topic for the blog. I’m talking about the intense drive some females have to seek out any kind of male attention, good or bad. I find it interesting because I would consider myself one of those females, although I have learned to manage it since meeting my husband, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel the urge to get ho’d up and hit the club now and again. Now I want to make something very clear, I think there’s a huge variance amongst women in respect to the kind and level of attention they prefer from men. When I say that I seek out attention I don’t mean actually engaging in sexual or physical contact at all, although I know for some women it certainly leads to that. I’m talking about flirting, drink buying, the usual pick up tactics men use to pursue women at the bar. Something about feeling desirable and attractive is very, very powerful, and I know women who have thrown away careers, families, and good relationships to get it.
So what is it about male attention that makes us feel so powerful? And why does that power need to be given to us by men, and not ourselves or our female counterparts? I can count numerous times when a female friend paid me a compliment but it wasn’t nearly as influential as if a man had paid me the same compliment. Be it right or wrong, that’s just the way I feel.

I think there are two big reasons that our self esteem and self image are so closely tied to the quality and quantity of attention we get. The first one being something that’s discussed often and that’s certainly part of my subconscious motivations, and that’s the lack of a father figure or strong male role model in a young woman’s life. I believe that we are constantly seeking approval and acknowledgement from our fathers to feel validated and accepted, and when we don’t get that we seek that same approval from other men. The problem is the men giving us that attention aren’t usually interested in boosting our self esteem or helping us work through our daddy issues, if you know what I mean. Our desire to be loved and cared for translates into an unhealthy need for male attention, and the easiest way to get that attention is through our sexuality. Men are typically very visceral creatures and we know how to use that to our advantage, but that leads to an ultimate disadvantage. We are left feeling used, unhappy, and confused as to why the guy from the bar never called.

As I said there are many different levels of attention women seek, and not all of them are entirely unhealthy. The second reason I feel women try to attract men in this way is because as women, the ultimate success is unfortunately, usually measured in beauty. Now once again I want to make something clear, I don’t think that this is the way things SHOULD be. If it was my world, I would have a woman’s value be measured in intellect and accomplishment, not purely physical attributes. I do think that in some respects the tides are changing and that women are being recognized more and more for brains rather than beauty, but let’s face it, the women on TV and in the media in general are all beautiful. Men face another set of standards usually measured in monetary worth and material possessions, but that’s another topic all by itself. What I’m saying is that many women equate the most powerful woman as being the most beautiful, and using that beauty to procure drinks, compliments, gifts and repeated ogling is an intoxicating feeling for some.

One thing that I’ve learned over the years is that the reason my drive for attention has subsided is because the quality of attention I get now from my husband is far superior to any attention I get from some sleaze ball at the bar. Once you get a taste for REAL love and REAL attraction, the fake stuff rarely feels good anymore. Sure it’s a little thrilling to have a man pay you a compliment or pursue you, but the thrill wears off fast and you seldom get anything out of it. The unfortunate reality is that plenty of girls at the bar wearing skimpy outfits are sad, hurt, and seeking love and affirmation from any man they can find. They are lost, just like I was. They have probably never known a man that’s treated them right and that’s truly respected them, it’s a terrible reality. The breakdown of the family unit has contributed to this issue, as I believe that young women are more often than not growing up in homes without strong male models. Not to say that the father figure necessarily needs to be male, I think that female same sex couples can offer the same stability and single parents can provide it under certain circumstances as well.

I don’t know the exact reason why some women are motivated by attention. I think we do it for different reasons, and the most basic of which is that it just feels good to have someone find you attractive. For some it may have to do with family, and for some it’s the thrill of the chase. I do think that what can be innocent enough to start with ends with disastrous results; infidelity, poor self esteem, a bad reputation. We need to teach our young women to find affirmation in other areas, and that their power is not a direct reflection of the public perceives as beauty. We are so much more than a body and a face, we are staggeringly complex and intuitive creatures. We deserve better than the level of treatment we sometimes seek out. Our little girls need to know that the praise of receiving an academic award is so much more validating and affirming than subjecting themselves to objectification.

Whether or not we like it, the media influences our perception of the world incredibly. The message women are being sent is that to be beautiful and desirable is the ultimate power, and that we can use that power to get what we want. It’s time to change the message. Power is subjective. Strive to achieve what gives you YOUR personal power, be it through academics, physical pursuits or intellectual avenues. I think it’s important to try and present our best selves to the world emotionally and physically, so inevitably our physical appearance is an important facet to incorporate. If being a beauty queen or model is the ultimate empowering pursuit for YOU, then go for it. Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re objectifying yourself or subjecting yourself to something negative, if you feel empowered in a healthy way don’t let the negative Nancies get you down. Living in a world where women are respected for more than beauty is not devoid of beauty, it just recognizes that we have so much more than that to offer. We are all better than cat calls and ass grabs, it’s time we start acting like it.

Meg

Friday, January 20, 2012

Turkey Chipotle Sweet Potato Chili

This recipe packs some serious protein and is chock full of nutrients, it's so tasty you won't even know it's good for you! This makes a big batch, perfect for dinner and and lunches during the week.

4 garlic cloves, minced
1 white onion, diced
1/2 tbsp. cinnamon
1/2 tbsp. cumin
1 1/2 cups chopped carrots
1 medium/large sweet potato, cubed
1 can red kidney beans
2 cups chicken stock
1 large can crushed tomatoes
1 can (6.55 oz) chipotle peppers in adobo sauce, chopped (this adds some SERIOUS heat, for those who want less of a kick, only add 1/2 a can)
1/2 cup sugar free ketchup (sugar free is optional)
2 lbs. ground turkey breast

Saute onions and garlic in a small amount of olive oil in a large pot on medium heat until tender. Add cumin and cinnamon, salt and pepper generously. Add ground turkey breast, brown meat until fully cooked. Add chicken stock, crushed tomatoes and ketchup. Stir and bring to a simmer. Add carrots, sweet potato, kidney beans and diced chipotle peppers. Let simmer covered for 60 minutes (the longer the better) and let chili stand for 10 minutes before serving to thicken the sauce. Add salt and pepper to taste.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm nom nom nom nom. Enjoy!

What Drives You?

When starting this fitness program and deciding to compete with the WBFF, needless to say Amanda and I were pumped. It's exciting and challenging, the girls are beautiful, there will be fun photo opportunities and plenty of cute outfits. Don't get me wrong, we are also PAINFULLY aware of how much work it is and the amount of discipline and dedication it takes to achieve that kind of body; but those who know us well know that drive and determination are not traits we're lacking in. (Ok drive and determination are nice ways to put that, how's plain old bullheaded bitchiness?). We came up with a plan, found the best trainer we could find, put together our Facebook page and blog and BAM, we were on our way. The whole process was so energizing and positive, I was really taken aback when a few people close to me weren't really crazy about the idea at all. Shocked actually. Here I am thinking I've taken on the most positive, life changing, health and body benefiting challenge i could possibly dream of and then people have the audacity to piss on my parade?

Since my early twenties I have always been the type of person that constantly sought out new jobs, new relationships, new looks, new cars. I felt like I was trying to find my niche in life, I wanted that 'Aha!' moment when everything would fall into place. I kept searching and changing and yet the same cycle would inevitably repeat itself, discard the old, welcome the new, get bored with the new, move on to something else. This pattern was obvious in just about every aspect of my life.

In my mid twenties after a particularly crazy, roller coaster of a year, I came to realize something very important about myself. It isn't one particular, wholly fulfilling purpose in life that I'm looking for. What keeps me motivated and gives me direction in life is living a DYNAMIC lifestyle. I usually have at least a half dozen projects on the go at any given time, and trust me there are days when I tackle my schedule hoping for a miracle, but I wouldn't change any of it. The people who doubt my decision to go after the WBFF competition see my training as yet one more thing I'm adding to the big ol' pile of Meg's responsibilities. They look at the amount of obligation in my life and think 'There's no WAY you can get all that done, you're going to burn yourself out'. I know that in some cases, a lot maybe, that's exactly what can happen. People over extend themselves and eventually fail and fizzle out, but let me tell you that keeping things fresh and different and setting new goals for myself is how I've kept myself happy and sane for the last five years.

I KNOW there are people out there like me, who are bouncing around in life struggling to maintain a clear direction. Stop. Focus on a few different challenges that excite and motivate you and come up with a plan to execute them and make it work with your schedule. I've discovered that people find it difficult to accomplish tasks because they're terrible at time management. Think about the last time you sat down and actually focused on the task at hand until it was finished. I bet you cleaned your house in a quarter of the time it usually does, or finished that essay much faster than you thought possible. You are all tremendously capable, and capable of greatness if you just set some goals and focus, and I mean really FOCUS on your achievements. Don't waste your time half assing things and screwing around. By applying yourself completely you will achieve tremendous success in all facets of your life. You will feel better about yourself and accomplish your goals much faster than you thought possible.

I'm not saying everyone needs to have a million things on the go to be happy, it just happens to be what works for me and what keeps me plugged in. If you're the type of person that needs to keep it simple and achieve one goal at a time, that is absolutely what you should do, just really take the time to focus and apply yourself to that goal and I guarantee you'll be blown away by your own potential.

I really do understand that the negativity I'm hearing is because people are genuinely concerned about me and don't want to see me over burdened or stressed out. I appreciate their love and concern and I'm grateful for their input, really, I am. So on that note I will leave you with this:

'Challenges are what make life interesting, overcoming them is what makes life meaningful'
-Joshua J. Marine

Stop what you're doing right now. Think about something you've always wanted to do and start DOING it.

Meg
xoxo


Tuesday, January 17, 2012

FAT Girl Vs. SKINNY Girl

I wanted to take a few minutes to talk about something that bothers me, a lot. Every once in awhile you see pictures pop on on Facebook or email with pictures of skinny or fat women followed by a judgement of some kind. We are criticized for being too skinny, and are equally criticized for being fat. I guess I understand somewhat the media's need to categorize and exploit the looks of celebrities in order to sell magazines, but I don't really understand the voracity of which we as women attack each other. How many times have you been out with a heavier girl (myself included) to hear her scoff at a skinny girl? 'She could use a sandwich.' or 'I bet she's going to go throw that burger up when she's done', or my personal favorite 'Skinny bitch!'. The opposite is also true, skinny girls will point and laugh at fat girls, etc. etc. etc.

The reason why this bothers me so much is that no one seems to care if anyone is HEALTHY. A girl that's a perfect BMI for her age and height might live an incredibly unhealthy lifestyle and have serious health issues, while a girl who is 20 pounds over weight might be incredibly healthy and live a clean, active lifestyle. My point is that you just don't know. The reverse is also true, a girl who is a few pounds under weight might be trying desperately to put on a few pounds and might actually be really healthy, she may in fact eat more than an over weight girl. I understand that we have a tendency to attack or insult when we feel insecure or jealous, but it doesn't make us feel good and it doesn't make it right. We all have a tendency to see in others what we don't like about ourselves, if you've been skinny your entire life it's easier to mock a curvy girl than it is to acknowledge your own insecurities.

Both ends of the spectrum think they have it the worst. Skinny girls get teased, fat girls get teased. Why do we let this unfortunate similarity drive us apart? Why not use it to bring us together? Instead of standing on one side of the line or the other with fingers pointed, why not get rid of the line? We shouldn't be teaching our children that 'fat' is bad and that 'skinny' is ok, we need to focus on getting them to understand what HEALTHY is, and that it can be different things for different people. Not one person has the same chemistry, genes, and body structure, we shouldn't be setting the same fitness goals for every person. It is so much more than calories in, calories out. When you do the research you come to realize that we actually know very little about metabolic processes and the sources of obesity. There are many factors to consider and there just isn't enough information to make judgments like we so often do.

The only thing that matters is that when YOU look in the mirror, you know that what you're looking at is your personal best. It doesn't matter if that's 105 pounds or 185. Do YOU know that you're getting adequate nutrition, exercise, and psychological stimulation? The next time you get out of the shower, take a few minutes to really look at yourself and ask that very question. If there's something about you that you'd like to improve, the next time you see someone without that issue COMPLIMENT them, ASK them how they achieved it. I bet you'll have more knowledge and feel more empowered than if you had slung an insult or let jealousy get the best of you.

I've gotten a little heat about the title of this blog (the 'fat asses' bit) and I would just like to say this. At the end of the day, the words 'fat' and 'skinny' really don't mean anything. It's about your perception of yourself and how you fit into the world around you. I can joke about the size of my rear end because I see it's flaws, accept the way it is, and now I'm doing something about it. Having a sense of humor about how you see yourself is a great way to stay positive and to break down barriers, whether you're a 'fat' girl or a 'skinny' girl. We need to support each other as women regardless of what weight we are and remember that you can always learn something from someone, whether they're a size 2 or 20.

-Meg
xoxo

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Soul Fuel

So I was at the gym tonight doing cardio, I was doing my usual crank-the-music-and-zone-out routine to pass the minutes and daydreaming about our upcoming WBFF show and it got me thinking. What do other people do to fuel their inspirational fire? Does everyone motivate themselves like I do? What keeps people going? So to answer this question I thought I would first try to explain and articulate how it works for me, so here goes.

Throughout the day, years, your lifetime even, you will come to experience things that evoked a strong emotion within you, be it positive or negative. They can be seemingly insignificant fleeting moments, like someone cutting you off in traffic, or monumentally powerful ones, like getting married. Our lives are made up of all these big and small events, if you think about it the events that lead up to this moment as you're reading this are the events that made you what you are. Love them or hate them, they've helped define you. So how does this tie into what I mean by 'soul fuel'? Let me explain.

As I go throughout my daily business I, of course, run into obstacles here and there, some bigger than others. When these things happen I let myself feel that emotion in the moment to validate my feelings, be it anger, sadness, frustration, whatever, and then I mentally write it down on a little note and store it in the back of my brain. I let myself feel the emotion in the moment because I think it's vitally important to allow yourself to react and to vent a little, and to never repress what you feel. As the day goes on I compile a little stockpile of mental notes, mostly to do with minor irritations but occasionally bigger issues that I've been dealing with on a more consistent basis. The bigger and more difficult issues can sometimes have a whole pad of paper dedicated to them, whatever it takes for me to quantify my feelings on the situation. For you it could be a failed relationship that still stings every now and again, a family members illness, or the loss of a friend.

One of my priorities lately has been, obviously, training and going to the gym. So every time I get to the gym (or sometimes before) and I feel myself struggling to stay motivated, I try and remember the little notes I wrote down that day. Remember how mad you felt when that guy took your parking spot? How it felt to hear fill-in-the-blanks name earlier today? I think about it, and I burn it. I visualize throwing those little notes into the fire burning inside me, and the flame burns brighter. I feel that emotion and I use it to keep going. Some notes take longer to burn and a little extra effort to let go of, maybe it's that extra five minutes of cardio or two more reps. Some of them burn today only to return with a vengeance tomorrow, life's funny that way.

They don't always have to be negative either. Do you sometimes get the feeling that things are going along too smoothly? Like there is NO WAY things are going to stay at this pace, things are too great right now! Sometimes you get really, really lucky (for those of you that know me, you know how particularly relevant this is today) and you just can't shake the feeling that you can't possibly get that lucky again. Write it down on your mental note and use it to fuel whatever you're working on that day, it doesn't have to be a fitness goal. Maybe it's your job or your family that needs a little extra care, all I know is that the universe is ultimately fair. If you feel like the scales are tipped in your favor, work a bit harder to pass it on and even things out. If you don't, things have a strange way of evening themselves out with or without your input.

Use any tool you can get your hands on. Gratitude, empathy, sadness, jealousy. Write them all down. If you read a heartbreaking story and you feel so sad and yet so very grateful that it isn't you, write it down. If your boss overlooked you for a promotion again, write it down. If you look at your baby and you can't believe how lucky you are and how incredibly beautiful they are, write it down.

The next time you have a goal and you feel like you're struggling to get there, take a deep breath and pull all of your mental notes from the recesses and throw them mercilessly in the fire of your soul. Use them to reach your goals, exceed them even, and when you're done, (and this is important) let them go. Don't waste energy loosing your cool in the moment, use that energy for something that counts and I guarantee you'll be amazed at what you can accomplish. When the soul is fed, the heart and body will flourish.

Burn on my friends.

-Meg
xoxo


Thursday, January 12, 2012

Before Pics - Ahhhh!!!


So we wanted to show you what real 'Before' pics look like, we'll post pictures as we go along so you can visibly see the progress. Here goes nothin'....

Meg - Start Weight 165 lbs




Amanda - Start Weight 135 lbs


(Was just over 140 lbs part way through December, lost about 5 pounds already from 
doing a few work outs with Bree before starting this journey with Meghan)


Goodbye old selves, see you again....................... never!!


Meg & Amanda
xoxoxo

Of Fear, Love & Onions


So when I got home last night from our first workout with Bree I had this strange feeling that I couldn’t shake. It wasn’t a good feeling, like this little black monster creeping around the edges of my consciousness that wouldn’t go away. I thought maybe it was from being tired due to the intense workout or maybe some negativity because my husband and I were arguing earlier in the evening, but the more I thought about it the more elusive it became. What was it that was bothering me so much?

After an almost sleepless night it hit me this morning. For my entire life I have carried around this 20-40 pound security blanket. When I look in the mirror and don’t like what I see or when someone doesn’t like me, it’s ok. It’s ok because I’m not putting the best version of myself out there and I know it, so somehow my judgment of myself and the judgment of others can be justified. So what happens when I don’t have that security blanket? What happens if I look in the mirror after all this work and STILL don’t like what I see? Scary thought.

What I’m realizing is that losing weight and getting in shape has nothing to do with what’s in the mirror, it has to do with what’s between your ears. It’s an emotional process just as much as it’s physical. It’s so much easier to dedicate time and money to other people and causes; volunteering, your job, your kids, your family. Why is it so hard to dedicate time and money to yourself? I think its part of the female condition to nurture and love, so why is it so difficult for us to nurture and love ourselves? The truth of the matter is there is some guilt associated with this whole process, guilt that I’m spending hours away from my child and my husband to focus solely on myself. I can spend countless hours away from them volunteering but for some reason the thought of spending time away from them to *gasp* better myself, is just plain selfish.

I feel like my layers of fat are like layers of an onion, cliché to say I know. As they are peeling away I am getting closer and closer to who I really am, and frankly I’m a little scared at what I might find. Will she be confident and proud like I hope she is? Will I like her? The truth of the matter is although this is a new and sometimes frightening process; the control still lies with me. I will still be a great person on the inside no matter what I look like on the outside. Growing up (and I believe I still am) is a constant evolution and revolution, a steady and fluctuating state of discovering new things and discarding the old. Our brains aren’t fully mature until we’re 25 years old, so my 27 year old brain is really still a baby; still learning, growing and changing.

This battle is all about me vs. me. I am through telling myself I’m not good enough to spend time on, not good enough for the life I have, and not good enough for the amazing people that surround me. I have three incredible women to help me through this; Amanda, Bree, and myself. It’s not going to be kittens and rainbows and happy go lucky inspirational stories every day, some of it’s going to be hard to swallow and tough to accept, but I’m going to do it because...

…I am worthy.   

-Meg
xoxo

Monday, January 9, 2012

The Last Supper


Saturday Jan. 7th 2012

So as a way to celebrate and kick off our WBFF challenge we decided to indulge ourselves in the ultimate junk food extravaganza on Saturday night. Kudos to Amanda for this idea, it was delicious and horrible all at the same time! We wanted to eat all the things we wouldn’t be able to eat for the next six months and send our bad eating habits packing.

Here’s what the menu looked like:

-Chicken sausage and sundried tomato pizza
-Prosciutto and parmesan pizza
-Hot wings
-Vino (of the white variety)
-Palm Bay coolers
- Chips & dip

Here’s where it gets really good:

-Sour Patch Kids
-Skor Bites
-Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups
-Random assortment of 5 cent candy
-Red licorice

We should mention that Amanda added in some extra indulgence by hot tubbing until 4am that night and had a dozen beer or so after she left Meg’s house, how’s that for going all out? Way to go Amanda! Go hard or go home!

The interesting part about our junk meal was that after eating it all, as delicious as it was, it really made us realize that what we’re giving up isn’t near as valuable as what we’re gaining. Sugar and empty calories taste good, and THAT’S IT. They don’t do anything else for you! In fact the cons are pretty scary and it really seems like a no brainer to choose fit over fluff. You feel terrible, you look terrible, there is absolutely no nutritional value whatsoever, they are chock full of artificial ingredients, it’s expensive to eat out all the time, you’re at higher risk for heart disease, diabetes…. the list goes on. The more you think about it the more you realize that the question shouldn’t be WHY ARE WE DOING THIS?, it should be WHY  ISN’T EVERYONE? You only live once man. You only get one chance to rock that bikini hard at some point in your life; don’t you want to know what that feels like? Nothing tastes as good as fit and healthy feels. People are all about instant gratification, I get it. It’s gratifying in the moment to pack away an entire bag of Doritos or inhale a family size Kit Kat bar, but you know what? It’s instantly gratifying to make the decision to get yourself in shape. How awesome do you feel when you start that first moment of a new eating and exercise plan? Eating poorly affects your weight, your mood, your hormones and your plain old outlook on life. Sugar makes you cranky, tired, and fat.

So in summary, our last supper was fun, it was great to say goodbye to the junk and spend the night with awesome friends. But all in all? Good. F%#king. Riddance.

                      

Sunday, January 8, 2012

The Beginning - Meg's Story

So here's the thing. I fully expect to get some negative feedback about the title of this blog and our little experiment in respect to the 'fat asses' portion. Maybe a few people out there would look at Amanda and myself and judge that we don't fall under the 'fat ass' category. They're right. We don't... now. You see you are all joining us midpoint through our journey. At my heaviest I weighed just over 200 pounds, that was about five years ago and I would show you a picture but all photographic evidence of this era has been destroyed. Since deciding to lose the weight I have tried a few different diets and exercise programs with pretty good success, I've been pregnant and lost the baby weight, and now here I am. I'm no stranger to the painful struggle of weight gain and the relentless cycle of trying to lose it. I can remember being over weight from as early as elementary school, couple that with being a strange kid and let's just say I'm no stranger to bullying.

Until my early twenties I just accepted the fact that I was chubby. It was in my 'genes', I was 'built that way' blah blah blah you get the picture. Excuses man, I was good at them! I had never stepped on a scale in my life as a way of maintaining my excellent denial until one day I took control and hopped on. That number scared the absolute s*#t right out of me, I expected big numbers but I wasn't anticipating one that started with a two. Since then I have starved, low carbed, paleo'd, and exercised my way to my current weight of 165. It has been one hell of a journey. During this process I've lost relationships and made some, lost sight of who I was and gained a better understanding of who I wanted to be. My life was heading in a direction I thought I wanted it to go and then I abruptly reversed it and set off into new territory. This unraveling of my old self was a very painful and memorable transformation, the old me died and burst into flames, and from the ashes rose the phoenix of my current self.

The reason I am doing this is simple. My spirit and psyche have gone through a life altering adjustment on the trajectory to happiness, and my body needs to get the hell on board. I want my outside to reflect the strength and confidence that I feel on the inside; right now I feel like a pair of Tiffany earrings in a brown paper bag. For every pound that I lose I'll let go of every bully that teased me, let go every moment of self doubt, release my personal judgement and shame. I'm going to sweat off every bit of negativity I have ever felt or that's ever been thrown at me and become the person I was always meant to be, the best version of myself I can put out there.

It's time to take control and flip a big middle finger to every piece of negative bulls#%t I've exposed myself to. There are going to be days that I hate myself for this, but I'd rather hate myself for trying to do better than sell myself short for one more second.

Welcome aboard the SS Focused Bitch, destination WBFF baby.