Pity Party, Party of One!

So yesterday was rough, I went to the doctors for a check-up and they had to get my height and weight.  Normally I just turn around and close my eyes while the tiny little Medical Assistant silently judges (in my mind that's what she's doing) my alarming weight.  However, this girl didn't just look at the number and write it down, oh now she said it out loud.

"5'3 and 1#0 pounds!"

The number was about 10 pounds more than I actually thought I was and I was heartbroken.  So.. what did I do as soon as she left the room?  I checked the "fat chart" to see how I measured up and came to one conclusion

I am Obese, not just overweight, OBESE!!

No joke, I wanted to start crying and almost broke down right then and there in the doctor's office.  However, my actual doctor came in to finish the rest of the appointment, so I had to save the pity party for the car ride home. I have a fantastic 20-25 minute pity party and was really getting into it when I pulled into the driveway at my dad's house (I stay with him a few nights a week).  

Well, my dad was not about to allow my pity party into his house and we sat down for a nice heart-to-heart.  I gave him every excuse I had, my work schedule, long commute, Ian's eating habits, Ian's Schedule, I don't like the gym, I can't get away during lunch, I don't have time to cook, I don't like cooking, I don't like working out, etc.  His advice was very "old Asian Man"

The most beautiful coral is found in the roughest part of the ocean, not where it is calm.

The coral in the calm part of the ocean is white and bland

Basically, the best things in life take a lot of effort.

So, I'm still not happy and I'm still throwing a silent pity party.  However, I did wake up at 6:30 this morning to run 3 miles while my dad was on the elliptical, so I guess that's progress!

Welcome to Adulthood Becca!!!

This past weekend my youngest sister, Becca, turned 18 and has officially become an adult.  At the risk of sounding like a parent, she grew up way too fast and I'm not quite sure how it happened.  One second I was fighting with Jillian over who got to hold the youngest Bassi Girl for a family photo, the next she was graduating elementary school, then middle school and now she is getting ready for her high school graduation and getting into almost every school she has applied to (2 more left!). 

 So, despite the cold and snow, Ian and I made our way into Boston to joing Becca, a few friends, my dad, Jules and Wes to celebrate Becca's birthday with a little something from Mike's.  Ian didn't need much convincing to go out, a) he LOVES Mike's and is always ready to go into Boston for  Red Velvet Cheesecake or Whoppie Pie and b) Becca is like a little sister to him and he would do ANYTHING for her.  It's amazing to know that my fiance and youngest sister (all my sisters actually) get along so well, but I really to chalk that up to Becca.  She is such an open and fun-loving person it's hard not love her.  <3

As soon as I walked into Mike's and saw her and her friends all dressed up for a day out in Boston, I did what every amazing big sister should do: I SCREAMED Happy Birthday and watched her face turn beet red.  Honestly, it was fantastic and I only wish I had someone managed to get everyone there to start singing to her! Hmm... maybe next year ;)

After stuffing ourselves with dessert, dad took the girls home, Jules and Wes went out to dinner (Christmas Gift from Becca) and Ian and I grabbed some food at the Hard Rock Cafe.  We then went home to finish our desserts in front of the TV while we watched the Oscars. What a fantastic Sunday! 

Motivation from The Biggest Loser

I spend at least one night a week with my dad and sister, Becca, at home.  It's nice to be able to spend time with them and, the commute is all of 10 minutes so it really saves on gas!

Last week Becca and I sat down and watched the Biggest Loser together.  I've heard of the show before, I've seen parts of it and quite a few of my friends watch it, but I've never sat down and watched a full episode before.  My mind was completely blown in two ways,

1.  The dedication each person seems to have to lose weight which is clearly visible in their workouts, emotional breakdowns and the beads of sweat you see during close-ups (gross).
2. Some of the contestants only weigh a little more than I do (eek!), and yet from my perspective they look much larger than I do.

So, on Friday I was out with my Grandma and I saw this video that Jules (yet another sister) has been constantly recommending.  Jules swears by this video and she's in amazing shape, so I bought it, tried it on Saturday and has my @$$ handed to me on a golden platter.  I went to bed sore, exhausted and feeling FANTASTIC! 


So, yesterday as I was leaving work I managed to convince myself not to go to the gym (it really didn't take much). However, I heard Jillian Michael's voice in the back of my head and so I made the turn and actually went to the gym.  Running on the treadmill, I slowly loosened up and started to feel really good.  However, at around mile 1.5 I was struggling and was seriously thinking of quitting, then this image (or something similar) popped up in my mind.

 Now I'm not going to sit here and lie by telling you I sprinted or that I continued to run for another 2 miles, but I did pick up the speed a little bit (from 5 to 5.5) and finished the two miles I had told myself I would run!

So thank you, Producers, Contestants and Trainers of the Biggest Loser.  Not only for the extreme entertainment value you add to my life but for the motivation.  The motivation that has been with me since last week and I'm hoping will last for a long time, I have a Wedding Dress to find and fit into this summer!