I’m making cookies for my work potluck on Wednesday.  I’m lazy am making two ingredient pumpkin spice cookies:  Spice cake mix and pumpkin.  Easiest thing in the world.  Note: I can make cookies from scratch, and I do enjoy it, but I don’t have all that time to make cookies like that, so it will have to wait. 

Anyway, I’ve been kind of serious about blogging in my mind, but have not been putting that into action.  For right now, that requires me to explain me. 

For starters, I know that I have mentioned this, but I’ve recently lost a large amount of weight.  For any of you who have ever been in this position, you know what I’m going through.  I’ve spent most of my adolescent and adult life overweight.  I lost some weight in high school and college; never enough not to be deemed overweight, but some.  It never stuck.  I’ve fallen in love with fitness and exercise this time around, and overall enjoy healthy eating.  However, every single day is still a struggle.  I struggle with my old mentality of, I ate 3 Oreos, I need to run 1 mile.  That’s not the healthiest way of looking at food, plus Oreos and junk are not going to help me, no matter how few or how many calories they contain.  They are nothing but junk. 

I know that I need to eat real food.  Fruits, vegetables, meat, and whole grains.  I should limit my dairy intake, amongst other things.  I, however, still struggle.  It is difficult, because I love working out, and it is so hard to fit what I want done into my schedule.  I run 3 –4 days a week at lunch, for about 45 mins, and I end up covering around 4 miles.  It is slower than my treadmill runs, BUT it allows me to spend less time at the gym, which is a plus.  Planning what days to do what, is always a huge struggle for me.  It is so hard to judge what days I am going to want to work out more, and which I’m going to work out less.  I always make a rough schedule of what I want to do and need to do, but I try to be flexible. 

It is hard for people who don’t understand it, to see where my mind is.  Many people have spent their adolescent and young adult years with a rather thin physique and have gained weight with age.  They think I’m too thin (I’m not and I know I’m not) and they only know me as being heavier.  It is frustrating, when people tell you that you’re too thin.  In my mind, it is just as bad as being called too fat.  I’m not too thin, I’m barely into the healthy range for my height and weight.  I know that it isn’t always about that, but I’m feeling good about what I look like.  I’m really into maintaining and really tightening up some of the lose skin that I have.  That’s what I’m working on. 

However, the worst part.  The part that nobody understands.  The part that people try to understand and make me feel good about.  The fear of gaining back all the weight that I’ve lost.  I know that it would take some time, but the problem is that I’ve always gained it back.  I’ve always lost my motivation or my willpower, or when people say, it’s just one bad day, or one bad week.  I get it, one day, one meal, one week, they are not going to kill me.  However, turn that into weeks, months, days, etc., and I just might.  That’s what people don’t understand.  I have to live off at a minimum, a 75/25 philosophy.  75% it needs to be healthy, and the other 25% can be moderately unhealthy. 

Obviously, this is a lot to swallow.  It definitely is for me.  And even though I struggle everyday, most days I’m happy with the decisions I make in regards to healthy eating and fitness.  I also think that is the most important part. 

My new focus is truly going to be on trying to limit the amount of processed foods I eat.  I do eat on a budget, and I don’t always have the most time to cook massive amounts of food, so cutting out ALL processed food is unrealistic.  However, I do know that when I eat less of it, and more real food, I feel better.  I like that feeling.  I need to hold myself accountable to eating more veggies, even if that means making like a veggie juice and shoveling it in.  I eat carrots, and broccoli, most days.  But that’s only two servings, and I really should be eating more. 

I’m going to be holding myself accountable to small, health related goals (food, stress management, etc.).  Since I’m moving this week, I don’t have that many vegetables to eat, so I won’t be starting it this week, but I will hold myself accountable and make real goals.  Putting them publicly will hold me responsible. 

NOTE:  I am not depressed or angry with myself.  I’m just speaking the truth.  I do not have an unrealistic goal of what I want.  I speak in light of wanting to be healthy.  Healthy is more important than anything else. 

Enjoy your week! 



Hello.  My name is Lindsay and I am a workout-a-holic.

Hi Lindsay. (You respond.)

Yes, that’s right.  Today is rest day and it freaked me out to be resting.  Not because I worry anymore about eating and gaining weight, but because it freaked me out.  I called my mom to discuss and she responds with, “well you’re addicted to exercise.”  I mean, awesome addiction (way better than my Diet Coke one) but still.  She said she was like this when she was a “gym rat.”  Please don’t call me a rat, ever. 

This should have posted yesterday, but I had a visitor (not unexpected, I just didn’t know when they would arrive) to help me pack so I can move.  So, here is a What I Wore Wednesday, but what I wore on Tuesday. 


cardigan:  BP/Nordstrom Rack; blue tank: H&M; skinnies: Old Navy; flats: Target; necklace: NY&Co.


A close up so you can kinda see the necklace better.  It’s cheetah print, to match the shoes.  Oh and I did my hair, that happens once every 3 – 6 months.  Anyone who saw me yesterday got REALLY LUCKY. 

We’ve made it to the middle of the work week, or past it.  Enjoy the rest of your week!

Triceps and Tendon Tuesday

I need to start posting on the regular again.  Maybe I never really have?  I feel like I should though, because what is the point of this blog if I am not posting regularly, right?  Right (agree with me, it is better that way). 

So, I’m going to try and come up with at least one to two of my own themed days (aside from Monday’s Weekend Update Blog Hop and Friday’s Letters and/or Confessional). 

Since I normally do the blog hop on Monday, I need something for Tuesday.  I think I will be rotating it, but I’m calling today, “Triceps and Tendon Tuesday.”  What will I be talking about today you ask?  Muscles. 

If you’ve been reading my blog with any regularity, not to be confused with your irregularity (inappropriate, I apologize, I found it funny – kind of like the time I made a joke about the butcher, the baker, and the candle stick maker.  Moving on).  You’ll know that I’ve lost a considerate amount of weight, run like a bat out of hell for fun, and live tractor tires above my head, because I can.  True, kind of true, and a lie, but you get the point.  My absolute favorite muscles to train are:  BACK and TRICEPS. 

Disclaimer:  I am not a physician or a personal trainer.  I am simply explaining my personal favorites, and why.  Please consult your physician before attempting any of these exercises.




This is a very simple depiction of your back muscles.  Your back is a very large muscle group.  I love working my back.  I sit at a desk all day and I think that it helps with the potential strain that I might get if my back muscles weren’t as strong.  It makes your posture better, so you’ll stand taller.  If you’re standing taller, your midsection will more than likely appear less slouched.  Win, win if you ask me. 

Favorite moves:

One Arm Row

This move makes me feel strong, and I feel it through my middle back so much more than your typical seated row.  It also works your biceps as well, so its kind of a 2 for 1 deal. 

Wide Grip Lat Pull Down

I’m not sure why I like this one, I’ve just always been drawn to it.


Try doing a deadlift.  Watch yourself in the mirror.  Pat yourself on the back because you look like a machine.  Smile, but not too sweetly. 


Your triceps are on the backside/underside of your arm.  I never realized I had developed triceps muscles until I asked someone what muscle the curve I had created was, and that’s the response I received.  Your triceps has different parts, but as a whole it is not as large as your back. 



Favorite moves:


This move is tough, but oh can you feel it.  It will wear out your triceps, but it is so worth the fatigue.  I hate it so much that it might be my favorite of all. 


I love this move because it allows for so many variations with the bar/rope you use, or the way you face the pulley, or the way you place your hands.  With one quick switch you can work a different part of the muscle.  I highly recommend. 


I do an assisted dip, but sometimes I do them on a bench unassisted.  These can really be done anywhere and don’t require a gym. 

I am no fitness expert, but I’ve read a lot on fitness related things and these are just some of my favorites and why.  If you have any favorites let me know, I’d love to know! 

Friday’s Letters and Fashion FAIL

So, I was supposed to have a post of Friday’s Letters and Friday’s Fashion.  It totally sucks because I was really excited about them.  Oh well, better luck next week/this week, right?

(Join Them)

Anyway, we’ll talk about fashion and my weekend, shall we?

I never used to like skinny jeans.  I’ve always been a lot hipp-y and butt-y, and I’ve always found them so unflattering on my body.  And then I lost 50 pounds (as seen in this post) and I’ve become a convert.  Well, I probably became a convert about 25 pounds ago.


(Please ignore the mess)

But see, they are finally flattering on me.  I wear the heck out of those jeans (thank you Old Navy for $9.95 jeans, almost as good as the two pairs I purchased for $2.48 each).

However, I’ve found myself wanting to go back to my old faithfuls, boot cuts.  I tried on the original bootcut at American Eagle, and fell in love.  I, however, am on a strict budget until after my trip to Las Vegas next month, so they are a no go for now.

I’ve also been pining clothes like a mad woman.  It is also fall, and although that usually means that San Diego is still warm (which it has been) we’ve had some wet and drizzly days recently, which have been nice.  So, leggings, tights, and boots have been in my weekly rotation:


Speaking of my weekend, I did this:


Hiking from Lake Poway to Mt. Woodson.  It was just hot enough, but not too hot.  It was lots of fun.  We saw this:


Yes, that is a rock walrus.

Not that he reads this, but these pictures are courtesy of the boy who makes me smile who went with me.  I’m sure he doesn’t mind.

I also purchased this:



It is pretty good.  I’m a big fan of the song with Luke Bryan and Eric Church.

I had a pretty good weekend, although lots of it was spent catching up on TV (after running 7 miles at the gym, NBD) and cleaning my apartment.

Have a great week folks!!!!

I’m Starting to Freak Out

You’re probably thinking, wait?  Hold the phone, what could she possibly be worried about freaking out about.  Well, I’m about to tell you.  Here goes. 

First, and foremost.  If you had asked me 10 years ago today, where I thought my life would be right now, it would not be here.  That doesn’t mean I’m unhappy with my life.  It just means that I would never have seen it this way.  Let’s back track through my life, shall we?  I remember right before I took the SAT’s my mom and I had one of our many mother-daughter dinner dates and she asked me if I wanted to go away to college after high school or go to community college, and if so, where.  I responded with, if I was going to go away I would go to Concordia University, but I had no idea about it.  We pretty much decided then and there that I would be going to community college first, after high school.  I am ever so thankful for that decision.  I was able to spend more time with my family and high school friends, and grow up.  Grow up I did.  I faced some challenges and some obstacles that I’m not willing to share on this blog, because the people that are involved don’t deserve to be represented in that light on here.  Although, with those hardships, I did decided to go away to college after my two years of community college.  On August 11, 2007 I moved to San Diego, and started at SDSU.  It was a battle, it was difficult, but it also made me resourceful and a real adult.  I then graduated in 2009.  Where I made the second, or quite possibly the first, life changing decision.

(2007 with Annie)

I moved to Maryland to live with my boyfriend and his family.  It was a culture shock, and I can’t say I hated it, or that it didn’t make me who I am today.  I’m not really sure where I would be had I not done that.  I was only there for one year, before we moved back to California.  I then got a grown up job and have basically been in that same position since then. 

(2009 MD snow)

What does this have to do with anything?  I’ve been an almost 100% self sufficient adult for over 5 years.  It is unfathomable in my mind at 25 that, that is where I would be.  I am so proud of myself and my ability to go through these troubling and jubilant times.  Now, why am I about to freak out? 

I am almost 26.  I have an entry level job that BARELY pays the bills.  I’m not married (although almost none of my friends are, thankfully) and it isn’t even close in my future.  I have no children, thankfully, and they aren’t in the near future either.  The weird thing is, I’m pretty content with those things, but something about turning 26 is messing with my mind.  It makes me closer to 30 than 20.  It means that I’m going to have to step up my game and start looking for promotions.  I’m going to have to decide if I’m going to go back to school, which I’d like to do.  The number 26 is scaring me more than I think 30 would.  Who knows, I’m not there yet. 

(2012 with Dad)

For some reason I feel as though I should know exactly where to be and what I want to be.  Today I want to be a teacher and a mom.  Tomorrow I’ll want to be a writer and a mom later.  Yesterday I wanted to be a lawyer.  I’m still young, but shouldn’t I know who I am and what I want?  I mean, yes, 9 times out of 10, I want to be a teacher and a mom and a wife.  But, what about that 1 time that I want to be a writer or an editor?  What if that’s the right path for me?  I’ve prayed, I’ve contemplated, I’ve thought, and I’ve looked into it.  I have yet to come up with any concrete answer or response. 

So that’s why I’m about to freak out.  I’m having fun with my life, but I don’t know where my road is headed, I have no idea actually.  No clue at all.  And even though the uptight part of me is freaked out about it (which is the paranoid, worrisome part, about 25% of my being) the other half doesn’t care.  I’ve always figured it out, lived it, moved through it, and moved on.  Don’t worry, just go with the flow. 

Las Cartas de Viernes

Dear Boy (I guess you’re a man but I think boy sounds better) Who Makes Me Smile:  Thank you!  You’re the best.  Plain and simple, the best.  So, thank you.

Dear New Apartment:  I’m looking forward to moving in.  I can not wait.  November 1st can not be here soon enough. 

Dear Weather:  I didn’t think I’d be ready for the cool down, but I am.  The only thing I wish would change is my cold feet.  And by that I don’t mean changing my mind at the altar, my feet are always ice cold in the fall and winter, always.  

Dear Twitter:  I don’t really understand you, I don’t get hash tags, and I kind of wish people would stop using “tweet” as a verb.  It is dumb.

Dear cold:  thank you for finally vacating my body.  I do not want to be sick any longer. 

Dear mind:  Figure yourself out, are you going to be a body builder or a marathon runner?  You can’t be both, or you’d need to eat 18,000 calories, and that ain’t gonna happen. 


This is me, in case you forgot who I am.

Weekend Update

Linkin’ Up, finally.

My weekends usually consist of the same things but here are the highlights:


RHONJ – Crazy!  Teresa is nuts, absolutely nuts.  I love Caroline and Jacqueline though.  I hope things turn around with Jacqueline’s son and his Autism.  I’m looking forward to Part 2.


Fall has arrived.  Yum, I can’t get enough pumpkin in my life.


Outfit for church today.  Too bad I don’t dress like this all the time.  This is as dressed up as I EVER get.  I love me some red, white, and blue.


Post Gym on Sunday – let’s go Bolts. I also took a nap, which I never do, but I think I’m getting sick.

And while Sunday was strumming along, this was happening:



Crock Pot Taco Chicken:

2 chicken breasts + Trader Joe’s Rustica salsa = heaven on a plate, I can’t wait to eat this (with broccoli, yum!)

Hope you all had a great weekend.