December 22nd, 2009
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So, Christmas is here… AWESOME.

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December 22nd, 2009
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Things that have happened in the last week:

  • m&m eating
  • Christmas Tree viewing
  • Lights being hung
  • Mom’s Birthday
  • Pitchers of beer drinking
  • Friends visiting
  • Zombie board games
  • Gingerbread Cookie baking
  • Christmas card writing
  • retainer breaking
  • Christmas shopping
  • Food inhaling
  • Waist enlarging
  • Lots of working (office, not gym)
  • Red nail polish (as apposed to pink, whoa)
  • I found TWO grey hairs! TWO!!!
  • Sleeping
  • Family visiting
  • Starbucks Lattes
  • Gift wrapping
  • Gossipping
  • Drama
  • Christmas lights.
  • Lots of sitting
  • Jersey Shore watching
  • Money spending
  • Contemplating
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December 22nd, 2009
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Confession: I was going to quit blogging. Quit 125. Walk away from all things tumblr land. There was no specific reason for my decision.  I was behind on work, I had gained weight (like, a lot), and just didn’t want to type out the words, “I’m failing” and then be reminded of that every time I logged in. 
I didn’t make it a week.
I think I would have walked away had I not discovered the above gem last night. It nearly brought me to tears. Oh. My. God. I can NOT let that happen again. Ever. I don’t even remember ever seeing myself like that (I was 200+ here).  Love for yourself makes you blind. I was blind.  I remember thinking I looked good. Ya.. think about that.
I currently weigh 170.  I couldn’t even tell you how. I feel fat. I look fat. I am fat. BUT this will change. I will change. We can change.  Operation don’t gain (any more) weight at Christmas has begun.  I’ll record every morsel of food I turn down.
Food #1: Small, strawberry, hard candy. Food #2: 6” turkey subway. Instead? a salad.

Confession: I was going to quit blogging. Quit 125. Walk away from all things tumblr land. There was no specific reason for my decision.  I was behind on work, I had gained weight (like, a lot), and just didn’t want to type out the words, “I’m failing” and then be reminded of that every time I logged in. 

I didn’t make it a week.

I think I would have walked away had I not discovered the above gem last night. It nearly brought me to tears. Oh. My. God. I can NOT let that happen again. Ever. I don’t even remember ever seeing myself like that (I was 200+ here).  Love for yourself makes you blind. I was blind.  I remember thinking I looked good. Ya.. think about that.

I currently weigh 170.  I couldn’t even tell you how. I feel fat. I look fat. I am fat. BUT this will change. I will change. We can change.  Operation don’t gain (any more) weight at Christmas has begun.  I’ll record every morsel of food I turn down.

Food #1: Small, strawberry, hard candy.
Food #2: 6” turkey subway. Instead? a salad.

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December 17th, 2009
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i am currently in a rut. and i don’t know what to do.

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December 16th, 2009
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gingerspice:
This was one of the first reblogs I ever did on OneTwentyFive, I had the tag line, “My inner soul is working on becoming him.  I NEED to conquer that strut thought process,”  I like to think that 8 months down the road I’m coming a long nicely.  So is my strut.

gingerspice:

This was one of the first reblogs I ever did on OneTwentyFive, I had the tag line, “My inner soul is working on becoming him.  I NEED to conquer that strut thought process,”  I like to think that 8 months down the road I’m coming a long nicely.  So is my strut.

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December 16th, 2009
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The Situation: The distance between my computer and a gift basket sent from the gods themselves: 7 inches. I know this because I actually measured this.

The gift basket is made up of cookies, and chocolate, and hershey kisses, and chocolate almonds, and swedish berries, and nuts, and chocolate covered pretzels. Yup.  Yesterday I thought I was about to keel over from an intense pain in my stomach from chocolate.  Today? I’m allowing myself 3 chocolate almonds after lunch; 2 hours and counting. Key Words of the day? Will. Power.

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December 16th, 2009
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It’s going to be a fucking good day, and here’s why:

  • It’s already 9:13am and in my 8am meeting I didn’t feel the need to shoot myself in the foot from repetitive talk
  • I’ve got THREE days of advent calender chocolates to catch up on, ya, think about that.
  • I know what I’m getting my mom (UGG slippers) for Christmas, The Sister (she reads this blog, so I can’t say) and my dad (a kick-ass shower head. Yup, I never use the term ‘kick-ass’ but I feel it is appropriate here, because really.. it’s super kick-ass)
  • I’m meeting 8 of my favourite people tonight for a delicious red meat steak dinner, where I’ll be reunited with The Foreign Bestie
  • Roommate is still MIA
  • I like my outfit today and makeup. Not my hair, but I can deal.
  • I sat next to a cute boy this morning on the street-car and we made small, talk banter. He dropped his mitt, I saved his mitt; so we’re pretty much in love now. Think Sliding Doors; it will happen.
  • I’m going to buy Christmas lights for my condo on lunch.
  • Two words: Starbucks Latte.
  • It’s supposed to It is snowing out.  I have yet to see snow settle on the ground, I blame this on living so close to the lake and thus vicious, evil winds blowing it all north of me.
  • I’m going to eat like a healthy bitch today and try and lose some lard (this will be especially impressive once I show you my current situation (nope, not my abs, my actual dilemma right now - next photo)
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December 15th, 2009
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All I want for Christmas is The Situation.

haha. Me so funny.

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December 15th, 2009
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A rebuttal email to myself.  I was bored at work this morning and took a gander through my blackberry’s notepad, where I stumbled across a long note I wrote to myself a few weeks ago, when I was very tipsy, fine! drunk. It was mean, hurtful and hateful. It took me a few minutes to realize I was the one who had written it… yup, I thought I had a mortal enemy out there for a moment. Here is the rebuttal to myself.
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Dear E,

Smile.

Smile because you’re worth it.  You’re worth more than you’ll ever know and simply put? You deserve the world.  That feeling you felt walking to work this morning, tipping your head up to catch snow flakes on your tongue, you know the feeling where utter happiness goes through your body? Well…  it’s yours to keep.  You deserve that day in and day out.

It doesn’t matter what shoes are on your feet, what jacket hangs in your closest, if your hair is curled perfectly, or the boy on the other side of the street notices you. None of it matters. What matters is the person you are.  

Stop beating yourself up. Stop looking at your negatives. Stop.  Eating that extra cookie, buying a chocolate bar, succumbing to the Christmas menu at Starbucks does NOT make you a terrible person.  It doesn’t, I’m sorry, but it just doesn’t. 

You can ‘hate’ yourself all you want, feel stick to your stomach from chocolate almonds, but none of it means you’ve failed, none of it means you’re not worth fighting for, because you are. 

So fight for it: Accomplish your dreams.  Makes long lists of your goals and never give up. Never. Know that the journey is just as important as the destination.

You deserve the world. Keep fighting.

Love E

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December 14th, 2009
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Failure is only a fact when you give up. Everyone gets knocked down, the question is: Will you get back up?
Reblogged from beautiful disaster
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Welcome! I'm Liz, the girl relieved the Internet has 0 calories. South African by birth; Canadian on paper. A marathoner. CrossFitter. Paleo (somewhat) eater. Traveler. Cheese lover. And I think you're great!



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