Monday Weigh-in


Part of me did not want to post today’s weigh-in.  Maybe nobody will notice? Ya, right. I will notice and this is all about accountability. So, without further ado…


Are you fed up of seeing the numbers yo-yo up and down yet?  I sure am.  Ok, to be completely honest…I know exactly where I went wrong this past week.

It was a brutal work week; I worked late, didn’t measure my portions, ate at weird hours, didn’t make the best of choices.  When you’re that tired and hungry, you will shove just about anything down your pie-hole.

At yesterday’s group run, I ended up twisting my ankle half way through.  I panicked; I thought I had broken my foot again.  I ended up cutting my run a little short, but finished our route just the same.  I took a shortcut and the others caught up to me. I don’t know how I kept running, but now I have a big ole goose egg at my ankle.  Sigh…I wore my “boot” around the apartment all afternoon yesterday and it seemed to help.

So, as discouraging as this morning’s numbers are, I tell myself at least I know what went wrong. I cleaned out my fridge and pantry yesterday, prepared dinners in advance and made my lunch for today.  Let’s see what next week brings, shall we?

Here is a shot of my foot fashion while chilling at home. Sexy, yes?



Have you ever gone up and down like this? It seems like the slightest little thing I do different shows up on the scale.  I won’t give up though.  I know I can do this because I feel like I’m finally ready.

Have a great Monday, all!


Monday Morning Weigh-in

Ok so its Tuesday. I am off by a day but still being accountable.  Here is what the scale had to say:


185! Woot woot!

Sorry for the wonky angle. I had to take the photo with my phone…the iPad adds a couple pounds.

Small victory but if I can lose a pound per week, I’m good with that.

Tonight….ugh….circuit training. Wish me luck.

Have a great day all!

I Have No Words

So this happened….


Brace for impact. Explosion in 3…2…1

I wonder if eating air and water all week will help. Some serious self loathing going on in me casa this morning.

On a lighter note (I wish!), I started Running Room again. It was nice to see familiar faces. The running community really is special, so kind an encouraging. Zero judgement.

As much as I enjoy dragon boat race practice, I am not continuing. There are only so many days in the week. I also want to cross a 5k off my bucket list.

Have a great week all!


So, this morning is the big reveal….I stepped on the scale.  Good grief….

Here’s the inner diaglogue: Well, congrats, lard arse, you’ve really outdone yourself this Winter.  You are now about 15 pounds shy of 200.  What will you do for an encore? Explode?  Sigh….this is why I hate Winter.  I hibernate and when Spring rolls around (mmmm…..spring rools…erhm hum…no!) do I.

I realized after looking at those numbers that I think I have officially hit rock bottom.  I started this blog to record weight loss and the numbers on the scale have been moving all right, but in the wrong direction. ZERO pounds lost in the past year as of this morning.

So here is the ugly truth.  P.S. I need a pedicure too.  I will weigh in again next Monday.  Wish me luck!

P.P.S – I have officially banned myself from taking the elevator at work anymore.  Let the humiliation begin…


Trying Something New

Hi Peeps!  Well, it’s that time of year…when the heavy, bulky sweaters and puffy down coats are coming off.  As much as I’d like to say that the bulk was all clothing…I’d be lying.

Seeing as how this blog was originally to record my so called weight loss journey…it’s been anything but.

I think my body and I have reached a turning point.  It is holding of for it’s chubby dear life and my mind is gotta make some changes. Pronto.

As I may have mentioned, I joined a Zumba class. Not sure why I thought 9:00 a.m. on a Saturday was a good idea, but I’m doing it.  I look about as graceful as a linebacker but it’s fun.  There is ZERO chance of seeing my chunky butt on Dancing with anything any time soon.

In an effort to keep things fun and interesting, I’m trying something different this evening.  I’m going to…drum roll (mmmm…rolls) please…dragon boat race practice.

Why? Because, that’s why.  Although my greatest fear is of drowning, I somehow absolutely love being in the water. My love of it began when I first tried kayaking.

Anyway, I’m going to try to post at least one weight loss attempt post per week. Seems silly not to given the whole reason I started this.

Keep your fingers crossed that I don’t a) sink the boat b) get mistaken for a whale and some wiseguy just happens to have a harpoon nearby and impales me with it or c) chicken out miserably.




Monday Weigh In

Happy Monday, all.  This week’s Monday weigh in is….odd.  The scale has not moved up or down.  I stepped on it this morning and I’m still 182.8.  Well, at least I haven’t gained.

Quick update on life out here – my aquafit classes are finished and was bummed to hear that the aquadome will be closed until September for renovations.  Is nothing sacred?

Segway (or is it segue?), If you know anything about Montreal, you know that Summer out here is what we call the Construction Festival.

Our moron of a mayor has taken it upon himself to ok the tearing up of just about every inch of the Decarie expressway and borough streets this side of the island.  I’ve never been to Iraq but can show you pics that would make you believe I’m living in a war torn middle eastern country.

Traffic has been horrendous, parking non existent in some areas and blue collar workers are being pushed to their limits with respect to hours and wages.  So, naturally, they strike.  It cost our fair city $45 million per day for a seven day strike last week before a back to work legislation was passed.

Here’s what the handy work of pissed off construction workers looks like.  Yes, they actually paved AROUND a car.  Oh and don’t all those orange cones just blend so well into the scenery?  They are EVERYWHERE folks.  It’s a freaking nightmare.

Construction  Anyhoooo….a lot has happened out here.  My family life is on the rocks once more.  Last week was brutal emotionally and was feeling depressed over it.  I barely had any energy and stayed away from blogging.  Shame on me.  More info to follow on that.  Must start the day.

Happy Monday all!

Sucker for Punishment?

The short and quick answer to that is “yes”.  So, after my little DIY furniture upcycling was completed on Saturday, I finally had a minute to sit down and enjoy the fruits of my labor.

It was hard work, turning a dark espresso stain dresser into a crisp, clean, white vision of beauty.

white dresser


I was pretty content, but then this funny feeling came over me.  This has happened a couple times now.  The only way I can express it is to say that it felt like something was missing.

I’ve been single for a while now and honestly, it never bothered me. I’ve always got some project on the go, or volunteering my time to kids at church, doing my thing on the decorating committee, or just spending time with friends and family.

I was sitting in my living room, admiring my surroundings.  A lot of thought and consideration went into every item in there; it took me months to find the perfect coffee table.


In the quiet of my contentment, this thought ran through my head, clear as a bell:  “You know Chrissie, at some point you’re going to run out of projects and you’ll have to face the reality that it’s time you take care of matters of the heart before it’s too late”.

Woah….epiphany or what?  Merriam Webster offers this definition of that a-ha moment.

  • 3a (1) :  a usually sudden manifestation or perception of the essential nature or meaning of something (2) :  an intuitive grasp of reality through something (such as an event) usually simple and striking (3) :  an illuminating discovery, realization, or disclosureb :  a revealing scene or moment.

Oh, it was a revelation, all right.  I was/am dumbfounded.  The truth of why I’m always on the go just kind of snuck up on me. It is time that I focus my energy at meeting someone.  My tried and true excuses did their best to push their way to the surface.  “No! You’re not ready!” and “Wait until you reach your goal weight.  Then you can try.  You probably won’t be successful though.” and of course, the classic “Aren’t you getting a little long in the tooth for this?”

Here’s the thing, I realized that if I wait for the perfect time, it may never happen.  So, I’m back on the online dating wagon.   This time around though, I’m going about it like every other project in my life; with patience, reseach, thoughtfulness, effort and a positive attitude.  I won’t give up until I’m happy with the end results.

I believe in God’s perfect timing in all things.  Here’s what that looks like – it comes at a time when least expected, all pieces just kind of fall into place naturally, like it was meant to be.  Picture a combination lock if you will.  You know that feeling in your hands when you’re turning the dial, and you feel that tension in the wheel just before you hear the “click” and then your lock is open?  That feeling.

Having started this blog has been an incredible eye opener for me on so many levels.  My creativity is at an all time high.  I am feeling good about myself again.  Most importantly though is that I feel hopeful.  You know that feeling when you’re anticipating something good and it happens?  I wake up now every morning with that feeling.

So, like a butterfly, I’m a work in progress with lot of changes happening.  Can’t wait to see the end results!  Thanks so much for reading and supporting me.