Mulligans

Kevin and I have been fighting.  Yes, fighting about every little thing on the face of the planet.  I'm sure if you have been around us lately you've seen it or heard the ridiculousness

" The girls should have two straps or no straps for their dresses" - Kevin

" Are you kidding me? You don't care about anything about the wedding but you care about their straps" - Dee

"Yes" - Kevin

"Well thats just dumb and they are getting whatever they want" -Dee

" Our XBOX got red ring...we need to get a new one" - Kevin

" Seriously? We have a wedding to pay for and you care about XBOX? You don't care about the wedding.  You don't care to be in this relationship.  Why are we getting married?" -Dee (thats the cliffnotes version of that fight.  Amanda Poste has a recording via a butt dial if you would like to hear the real fight)

Oh yes. We have reached that point in our relationship and in wedding planning that we are totally stressed out.  Well me more than him but if everyone knows us then then know if I am stressed out, Kevin is stressed out.  I know you all are going to read this and tell me that I need to just remember its one day and so forth.  I can't help that I worry about every little detail.  I keep thinking and rethinking every idea that I have.  Of course Kevin's response to everything is... "Whatever you want Dee"    I have grown to hate that statement.  It just means that whatever choice has to be made, its made by me.  If it doesn't work out.  Its Dee's fault.  Not our fault.  Again, I know most men don't help with wedding planning so I shouldn't get worked up but I'm just stressed out...

So to say that today was a much needed "date day" would be an understatement We call the rare days we have off together and have nothing to do, date day.  Today's date day took us up to Brooksby Farm (the place where we are having a reception.) We brought a picnic lunch up there and sat out by the farm stand and ate.  We talked about all the things we were excited about for the wedding. We laughed and smiled a bit.  He made fun of me when I said I wanted to have a hayrides for our guests.  Looking back on it now, its kinda over the top, like he said.  We then went shopping inside the farm stand for fresh fruits and veggies.  We picked up some yummy things for our kitchen.  We even picked up some cider donuts, a favorite of ours.

After our great lunch we made our way to where we had our first date, Richardson's Ice Cream/Golf Country.  The first time we went there I came out the victor.  I expected the same result to happen again.  I was wrong.  Very wrong.  I was down by 14 and I hit the ball a little harder than I should.  I guess you could call it pouting.  The ball went flying into the water way.  I chased it down and thought I saved it but it by me before I could pick it up.  The water was moving rather quickly and it seemed my efforts were a lost cause.Then out of the corner of my eye I see Kevin leaping over the stone bridge and onto the next hole.  He then threw himself down (kinda looked like a belly flop) and got to the ball just in time before it went into the little pond of lost balls.  He held it up victorious...

"We'll call that one a mulligan"  He said with a wink with soaking wet left pant leg from his adventure.  

Some how over the next few holes I caught up to just five strokes behind.  I know that he missed very easy shots especially on the last hole.  I got a hole in one while he somehow got a six.  He swears he doesn't know what happen to him on the last hole but I know he was just being sweet.   He is just that kind of guy.  He does little things to make me smile.  He may not be an overly romantic, flower buying, expensive dinner kind of guy.  He may not be the 'I like this centerpiece more than that one', let me help you make this choice for the wedding, kind of guy.  He is ,however, the guy who will give me a mulligan when I clearly don't deserve it.  When I look back years from now its going to be those things that make me remember why I love him.  And I'll be one happy girl. 

Not so sweet summertime.

This summer got the best of me....

I didn't really loose this summer or gain this summer...

I haven't written in my blog in weeks...

I am feeling like a slacker.

There I said it. All the things I avoided saying to you all that have been following this journey.  Its not easy being able to say you failed especially to the world but I had to say it.  Many people hide from failure.  I know I do.  I hate saying to you all that the Skinny Bride fell off the wagon a bit. I can say just a bit because I did wake up twice a week and do bootcamp (thank god.)  I didn't know how to put it out there that the "motivated one" wasn't so motivated anymore.  Everyone kept telling me I have all this time to my wedding to stop worrying about the little details but folks we are getting close to the year mark and I know its time to really buckle down. The little detail of my not so little body is a huge deal to me.  I have basically until February to order my dress.  6 months! Its time to turn it up, burn it up and get this body to wear it needs to be. 

Looking to start a walking group, a challenge of some sort with friends...I don't know something to get other people motivated along with me.  Anyone have any suggestions or want to join me?

It's go time people...


ps. so proud of Lauren Puff for starting her own Blog even thought she hasn't shared it with the world yet.  Its witty, funny and honest.  Can't wait to read more.  (Yea I called you out)

Overachiever

I am not a fan of anything before 7am.  So when my alarm goes off at 5:15am every Tuesday and Thursday for bootcamp, I'm not exactly jumping out of bed ready to take on the day.   Don't get my wrong, I love my bootcamp.  Bootcamp has been what has helped me maintain my weight loss all summer while eating pretty much whatever I want.  However, I usually love bootcamp after I leave.  I am usually pumped up and want to take on the world.  Its getting there thats the problem. I fumble around the apartment looking for my water bottle that I am holding.  Then I can't find my keys that are always on the hook right before by the door.  Lets not forget the selection of the tshirt.  I must put on 4 different shirts before I am ready to go.  I'm not really into matching workout clothes, its more delaying leaving for camp. Then its the mad dash to get there because I live two minutes away from bootcamp and I think I leave myself exactly 2 minutes to get there. Then start the texts and facebook messages from my two friends Amanda and Jenn (who I convinced them to join bootcamp)now stalk me in the morning if I am not there by 5:55am.  They have started leaving me messages at 11pm saying "YOU BETTER BE THERE" So then when I wake up I know that I HAVE to go or I will catch the biggest bunch of you know what from them during softball. 
     Speaking of Amanda and Jenn, we are kinda those girls at Bootcamp.  We always workout in the same group and we are always the ones laughing the entire time (well when we can breathe) One of our trainers told us he was going to separate us. We laughed at him but kept working out.   Dont get me wrong, we work hard in our group.  Its not all joking around.  In fact, I always joke and call Jenn "Overachiever" because when the trainer says jog, she sprints. Which then makes Amanda sprint so Jenn doesn't beat her.  I can't be the ONLY one not doing it so then I have sprint and soon enough we are pushing ourselves way more than we would have.  So at the end of bootcamp, I am thankful for my overachiever friend. 
     I think everyone should have an overachiever friend(s) like Jenn and Amanda.  Its not easy loosing weight or changing your lifestyles.  You have to surround yourself with people that will motivate you and support you on your hard days.  Geraldine is my non-workout overachiever in my life.  She keeps reminding me of my "bucket list" and wants to check off my bucket list with me.  She was the one that was like "Buy your ticket to San Fran NOW" I love it! Find your overachiever in your life and hang out with them as much as possible.  They will be the one you want to celebrate with and they'll celebrate right back with you! Theres no such thing as being an overachiever when it comes to getting healthy.  Remember that!   You can do it and you can't do it alone.  You really can't.  You may think you can keep it a secret  from everyone around but in the long run you will be more successful when you don't go at it alone.  Go out and get your overachiever!

And of course I would like to wish one of my overachievers a very happy birthday!!!