Friday, December 19, 2014

What's This?

So yeah. 
Remember, I use to blog here. I just realized my last blog was waaaaaaay back in August. 
I guess when I took my hiatus from le Facebook and Instagram, apparently that meant my blog too. 
First of all, so sorry for staying away for so long.

Second of all, here is what's been going on.

They say when a blogger doesn't blog there is a chance they've gained weight. Well unfortunately, I fell into that category. 
Yes, the bariatric badass, the half marathoner, and super awesome me...gained weight. I gained about 20 pounds. Sadly, for no other reason than I just got plain lazy and reckless with my food choices. I didn't go to support group for MONTHS. I stopped running. 
Also between the business venture we've embarked on the and the fact I "THOUGHT", I didn't need any help after losing all the weight or help maintaining the loss. And we all know, that life has a funny way of showing me what's up.
However, I've lost about 5 pounds of that gain. I'm back to running and training for another half marathon in 2015. 
Lastly, Brent and I aren't working long ass hours anymore. We aren't pulling the 12-14 hour days, living in the drive thru, and not having a life. So that's been an adjustment. Lol

Unfortunately when we stopped working long hours, my Grandma had a health scare. She has dementia. Which meant I had to be there with her and my family. Because at the end of the day family comes first for me. So my half marathons I was going to run this year went on hold because I wasn't conditioned enough to running 13.1 miles. That's just asked for an injury. 

So that's been the past 4 months for me. But I'm back with a vengeance and ready to own 2015. Here's to wrapping up 2014 and not staying away for so long! 

And after the Christmas holiday has passed, I'll write my overview of 2014. So until then have a safe and Merry Christmas. As always happy running!

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Facebook and Instagram Hiatus

I'm unplugging from the social media world...excluding the blog and my fitness pal.


Because I want to go back to living a life unplugging. I found myself logging into Facebook and Instagram way too much. I roughly calculated, the amount of times I logged in to each sight everyday, I could've gone for a run, made a healthy dinner, spent time with Brent (outside of the business), or gotten back to taking care of me.
There just aren't enough hours in the day to update y'all on what I was eating or what the 4 legged beasts are doing. Something has/had to go. I figured the best thing for me is to unplug.
I've been experimenting my theory with Instagram and it's been nice. I have to admit. I don't feel like a mindless drone. Plus all Facebook as turned into is ads, bullshit, and negativity. If I want that I'll turn on the TV! :)

Things I'm planning on accomplishing while being unplugged.
Get back to running!
Actually TALK to people.
Spend time with Brent, outside of the business.
Spend time with the families.
Enjoy the great outdoors. Did you know there is a world out there?! Mindblown!
Just enjoy the simpler life...again.

Nothing to exciting.

So long Facebook.
Adios Instagram.

Heelllllooooo the REAL World! Yikes!

Friday, July 4, 2014

Well...Hello July 2014...

Did anyone see where June went?
*in her best Ferris Bueller voice*

Yeah, June came and went. Hard to believe that half the year is over with already.
Quick recap of June:
I left June with a 12 pound gain! (YIKES!)
I've lost 5 of those pounds already. BOOYAH
In June, I ran the most miles...since my first Half in March.
I realized running in the humidity SUUUUUUUUCKS!!
But I am getting better and stronger with each run.

And June was Hubster's last full month with his current company. Kind of a bittersweet feeling. The move, job wise, was a great move for him. It showed him how to harness his skills into something he liked to do. And honestly, how many people can say that? He matured into a more hard working guy, that will stand up for the working world. Which I'm so proud of him.

So begins the new adventure, July 7th. He will be his own boss. He will be his own responsibility. I'm excited to see where this road takes us.

Last year was my adventure and now it's time for Brent to have his adventure. Not that being married to me isn't an adventure in itself! ;)

This must be the calm before the storm. And not a bad storm but an unknown storm. After a few weeks we'll have some sort of system. And that system will be our new "normal".
As Sheryl Crow says "A change will do you good."
So here's to change and new adventures.

Since my little slice of the dot com word is in MUSC's Newsletter...I probably should write more...right? :)
Also I may not be able to post here as often as I would like, I post like a mad woman on the Blog's Facebook Page. So like the page and show me some love!

Time to finish le coffee and lace up the shoes.

A quick thanks and an update!

A big thank you to everyone for helping/bearing with me, while I talk out the monsters in my head.
It's nice to have such a wonderful support system.
I feel mucho better after getting all that out of my head! I haven't been perfect, which we know there is no such thing. But I've been consistent with tracking and trying to eat a little more healthyish. :)

Other than that things are rolling right along. We have t-minus 24 days until Brent's new job starts. Things are falling into place. Not to much we can do right now. Just doing the legal mumbo jumbo. Then he'll be hitting the ground running. I'm honestly really excited for him. This is something he's wanted to do (be his own boss) for as long as I've known him. If he had his way, he would've started yesterday!

And I got some exciting news.


Well in my own mind but you'll see...just watch.
Each month my wonderful and amazing bariatric team puts out a newsletter. At my 18 month check up, Debbie got my blog address and said she was going to add it to the newsletter. And I'm in the newsletter for June!!! My little slice of the world wide web in a newsletter. I'm super stoked about that!
Here's the proof!

MUSC's Newsletter

I've been taking the puppies out for runs with me. Actually it's more like Sally, our almost 9 year old basset hound/lab mix, takes me for a run. And I drag Gus, our almost 1 year old box/lab mix, along for a run. It's nice to have company while I'm out there.
Which brings me to what I want for my birthday, I want to join the Charleston Running Club. I would love to be part of a group of people who *get* my love for running that are in real life. As much as I LOVE my niche of healthy people on my social media sites, I kind of miss that real life human interaction. Hopefully my wonderful husband, parents, or in-laws read this and get the hint! :)

Speaking of running., it's almost been a year since running has be come way of life for me. I can't really express how I feel about running. It's such an amazing, "oh my gosh, I'm dying", "I can conquer anything", "there is nothing that can stop me", "am I done yet?" feeling. I never thought I would want to join a running  group much less do a half marathon or 3 in one year. This is an amazing adventure I've been on for the past 22 months and I don't ever want to get off. I've grown by leaps and bounds. I'm not the same person I was. I'm so much stronger than I ever thought I could be. I'm the healthiest I've EVER been in all my (almost) 31 years of life. What more could a gal ask for?
Sure I've had my days/weeks where I'm like screw it, like the other day. And sure life gets wild, crazy, and unpredictable. But that's would be boring if it was anything else.

Brent and I had a milestone this week! We celebrated our 3 year wedding anniversary! And boy I can tell you it doesn't feel like 3 years. We kept it low key because we decided that we were going to do big blow out celebrations every 5 years. So I convinced him for our 5th year to let me do one of my races of my running bucket list.
Naturally it will be a Disney Half!!
More importantly it'll be the 2016 Disney Wine and Dine Half and Mickey's Jingle Jungle 5K!!!!!! I figure that will be a good one for him to enjoy also. Because of all the foods, beers, wines, and etc! :)
Naturally since we're down there, we would stay the rest of the week and celebrate our anniversary!! Damn it, I will be going on rides this trip. I didn't on our honeymoon because I was at my heaviest and I didn't want the embarrassment of not being able to fit on any of the rides.
Oh no! But not this time!! It's on this time!!! 
I would like to renew our vows in front of Cinderella's castle. Nothing fancy just something fun to do and capture such an amazing moment in our lives! I really couldn't have asked for a better guy to spend the rest of my life with.

Well that's all folks! Time to eat and then lace of the ole running shoes!

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Number Nazi

I think I have this fear of being controlled by numbers. Whether it's what the scale says, calories eaten or burned, miles ran, minutes per mile, or pant size. It's all number control. I feel like a Number Nazi.
I also have a fear of shooting back up to 377 pounds overnight.

If I've eaten the not so healthy food choices for a few days. I'm on and off the scale. Mind screwing with myself.
Or if I *FEEL* heavy, sluggish, and tired. I automatically think "OH CRAP! I must be over 200 pounds, which then will magically jump to 377.
Mind you I'm 15 pounds away from being any where near 200 pounds.
Which also means I'm 190something pounds away from 377 pounds.
And I *KNOW* one meal or a few days of eating not the most nutritionally sound foods won't get me there. But I know if I let myself go, that will be the end result.

And that end result scares the bejesus out of me. Because I haven't worked this hard the past 21 months to go back to 377 pounds. The fear though is very real. And most days, I use that fear as motivation to kick ass. But lately it seems the fear is paralyzing me. Which makes me feel out of control. And I HATE feeling out of control.

I know I need those numbers for structure. A guideline. A box to work in. But sometimes my mind feels like that box is shrinking. It's not. It's the same box and same thing I've been doing since 9/12/12.

I think I'm self sabotaging for some reason. And I think it's new the adventure Brent and I are about to embark on with his new job. The uncertainty, the unknown, the small things we don't know about, and of course the what ifs. What if this doesn't happen? What if this does happen? Etc etc etc.
I know Brent and I will be just fine. I know he's going to do an incredible he always does. But those thoughts still linger.
For some reason in my mind, I think if I can't control what happens with the new business venture. Then I can't control me and my shit!
Seriously! How much sense does that make? NONE! But it's there and it drives me crazy. So I deflect my uncertainty on something that is working. Seriously?

Now that we figured it out. Time to implement a plan of attack!
Back to Basics.
Protein, Protein, Protein.
Water, Water, Water.
Veggies, Veggies, Veggies.
Fruit, Fruit, Fruit.
Run, Run, Run.

I will get back to under 185, for now. Then I will get to losing 200 pounds. I'm tired of hanging out in the losing 190something. Don't get me wrong is amazing in it's own self. But that's not my goal!

Alright mind...
Challenge accepted.
Time to show you what's up!


Friday, May 30, 2014

So Long, May 2014!

Ummm, where did May go?
I just wanted to touch bases with y'all to let you know I'm still alive.
I didn't live up to my fitness goals for the month. But I'm alright with that because life happens.
It's been a great month.
Nothing too exciting.
We are about to embark on Brent's new work adventure. So that is where most of my time is being used at. Getting the new business up and running.  Which will launch in about a month.
He's going to essentially have his own bread business, through the his current company. The Big Company gave the guys option to buy their own route. And this is something Brent has been wanting to do for some time. Be his own Boss. He enjoys what he does. He is buying a good area and is super excited about this new chapter. And, of course, I'm very excited for him.
We're both nervous but it's good a nervous.
We're now in the process of getting all his/our ducks in a row.
There is a lot that goes into doing your own business. From the LLC to insurance mumbo jumbo to all the fine little details in between.
So I'll, heck WE'LL, both be relieved when all this starting up stuff is behind us.  But the company is really great and helping the guys get ready also. That takes a huge load off!
That has been May. Most likely will be June, as well.
Ahhhhh, let the summer time madness begin!!
Between my Grandmother's memorail service in beginning of June to all the birthdays over the summer to the new business beginning. The Johnstons are going to be out of control! :)

But I have to fit blogging in there some how! I can't leave y'all high and dry for weeks or months on end. More blogging, more randomness, and more shenanigans!
Can't wait to see what June brings!
Thanks for bearing with me during this time!  

18 Month Check Up

Don't tell your Dietitian that you have a candy bowl.
Just sayin.
I learned that lesson. Debbie looked at me sideways. And asked why I had a candy bowl.
I told her the candy was on sale and I had a moment of weakness. She said I know why you bought the candy but why do you have a candy bowl still in your house? I was fumbling for a decent answer and couldn't come up with one because there wasn't a good answer.

She then told me we can't control the grocery store or being out in public. But we can control our home and our personal space. We have to set up our house/personal space for success.

*Light bulb went off*

Say wha?

You're telling me if it's not in my house. Then I won't be tempted to eat it.
Mind Blown!
I did tell her I had grapes and apples in the house. And she told me if she had tootsie rolls versus grapes and apples. She would go for the tootsie rolls.
Needless to say when I got home the tootsie rolls went in a bag for the guys at Brent's work.
Yay me!

The rest of the appointment we talked about maintenance. She told me now I'm at the point where I still have to work just as hard to maintain but not get the gratification of the weight failing off super fast. She was proud of me for not being so focused on what the scale says. I told her I kind of play around the same 3-5 pounds.
Then she transitioned to talking about having a cap weight. A number on the scale, that I start creeping towards. I implement a plan of action.
Which is simple and I do it 80% of the time. I take it back to basics.

Keep It Simple, Stupid.

*drum roll*
And that number is 185. Right now. Ultimately I want that number to be 177. Ideally I want to stay around 170-175. I think that is a good healthy weight for me. I know according to that BMI bullshit, I should be 140 something! HA! No thank you. I think with my build, which is athletic. I won't feel comfortable trying to maintain that weight. Plus all the skin I have hanging out, I figure maybe I have 10-20 pounds of just skin. But that is another blog altogether!

Then the rest of the appointment was everyone "Oohing" and "Aahing" at my success. Dr. Pullat actually took pictures and I found out he shows them to people. Which makes me feel all warm in fuzzy inside. And I bragged about becoming a half marathoner, getting in the paper for the Bridge Run, and all the other running things I have set up for the year.
And sadly, this was my last appointment with Debbie. She moved on to another position within the hospital. Yes, she'll still be around but not in the same aspect. Which saddens me, because I adore her! She is great at what she does and I wish her nothing but mucho success in her new department! And Nina is still here whipping us all into shape. Along with the new nutritionist coming in July. Can't wait to meet her!

It was a great appointment and it has been a GREAT adventure.
Now I just go once a year, for a check up. But I'll still be going to the support groups and side things with the hospital. But it won't be the same.

But it's time to close that chapter on being a newbie post-op and now time to see where this maintenance shenanigans is taking me!

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Shameful Saturday 4/26/2014 and 5/3/2014

Health Goals for Week 4/26/14:
Sunday: Rest
Monday: Run 2-3 Miles
Tuesday: Run 2 Miles
Wednesday: Rest
Thursday: Spin
Friday: Bike 10 Miles
Saturday: Run 2 Miles
                 WERQ Class

Nice goals! Too bad I didn't complete any of them! Obviously, since there was no Shameless Saturday post last week. Which means no goals to write about for this week. So I just combined both weeks to get back on track.

And all I have to say is THANK GOD APRIL IS OVER!!!! April turned out to be a hellish month for me. It started out amazing with the Bridge Run but after that shit hit the fan! Between the death of an old friend and my great Grandmother.

If you follow my Facebook page you know that she passed away April 27, 2014. She was 99 years young. She would've been 100 this August. Her death took all of us by surprise. She has a small stroke Friday, was admitted and released that night. My parents talked to her Saturday and said she sounded the same and nothing out of the ordinary. Then Sunday morning someone found her on the floor in her room, at her assisted living home. She was then transported to the hospital, my parents got a call saying things were not looking good. My parents packed up the car and headed towards North Carolina. Before they even left the house, the hospital called saying she had passed away.

Needless to say, April 2014 can kiss my ass.

But during my grieving, I came to the conclusion eating my feelings wasn't going to bring either one of them back. It was just going to hurt me in the long.
And not exercising wasn't going to bring either one of them back. Again it was going to hurt me in the long run.

At that moment, I slowly picked myself up and got the crazy idea to do another half marathon this year.
Yup, I doing it again! I'm going to be completing the Georgetown Bridge to Bridge Half in October. I decided it was time to unleash the beast and not fall victim to Unhealthy Lydia.
So that means half marathon training is among us once again. Nourishing my body better than I have been. Lacing up my shoes and hitting the pavement. I have to say it feels good to have something to focus on again. Something to focus my time and energy in. So yeah.
I've already gotten 2 days of training in and eating better. And boy can I tell a difference. I forgot what it was like to feel full! I forgot how one's legs hurt after not running for a month. And although my time is super sketchy, I know it won't stay like that for long.

April showed me that I can handle death. Not to saying I'm going to handle it 100% perfect every time but I'm learning to cope differently versus Unhealthy Lydia.

Well this a quick installment of Shameless Saturday. Time to lace up my shoes and hit the pavement.

Health Goals for Week 5/10/14:
Sunday: Rest
Monday: 3 Miler
Tuesday: 2 Miler
Wednesday: Rest
Thursday: 2 Miler
Friday: Andy's in Town
Saturday: 4 Mile Run

Friday, April 25, 2014

Cooper River Bridge Run 2014 Recap

FINALLY it is written!

Y'all know this is my annual run.
I started this yearly date with myself in 2012.
In 2012 I was at my highest, or with in 10 pounds or so.
I wanted to finish in under 3 hours. I finished in 2 hours and 30 minutes.

In 2013 I was 6 months post op from Gastric Bypass. I was around 250.
I wanted to finish in under 2 hours. I finished in 1 hour and 54 minutes.

In 2014 I was 18 months post op. I was 180 pounds.
I wanted to be fast enough to get in the paper. Because they feature the top 10,000 fastest Men and top 10,000 fastest Women. I finished in 1 hour and 15 minutes!

I GOT IN THE PAPER BITCHES!! I'm number 9,225 of the fastest women! Overall I finished in 18,000 something...out of 40,000 people!

Say WHA?!

I set my goal and killed it. It was such an incredible experience. I actually finished while there was still stuff going on Downtown in Marion Square.

I can't even begin to process what this year's race meant for me. From just completing my first Half 4 weeks earlier to achieving my goal for the Bridge Run. I have such an incredible sense of proud, accomplishment, and badassness!!

This year my baby Brother and I had our sibling rivalry taken out on the Bridge this year.

Since he is a runner too, we had a friendly competition going on. Well as friendly as siblings can be! :) I was actually in a coral further up than he was. So I lowered myself to his level to make it an even playing field. And to make my victory that much sweeter. We were in the last coral. Let's just say it took us an hour to even begin our race.
But nonetheless it was on once they said GO!
My brother darted ahead of me. Leaving me in the dust. I had some issues with my new running belt. Yes, I'm THAT runner. The one with all the geeky running stuff!
And to be honest, it was because I didn't run much after the Half but I was doing spinning and yoga. I did some cross training.
Once I got everything situated, it was time to focus and keep my eyes on the prize.
I knew if I pushed myself to much before the Bridge, I wouldn't have enough gas to finish strong. I set my pace to about 12 minutes a mile. Which from the start line to the bridge is about 2 miles.
All of a sudden I was at the bridge.
I was weaving in and out of groups of walkers. Once there was enough room for me to slow down and speed walk. I huffed up the bridge.

Courtesy of

Yeah it doesn't *look* too bad. But the incline is insane. So I told myself, just speed walk to the half way point on the top of the bridge and it'll be downhill from there!
HA! See what I did there! I'm so funny!
That was my plan and I stuck to it. All of a sudden, I was half way through. I was at the top of the bridge and then "Let It Go" came on. I ran my heart out and down the other half of the Bridge into Downtown Charleston. It was such a freeing thing for me. I had my mojo. I had my pace. Then BAM 4 miles down. Now I'm downtown bobbling and weaving out of people. Passing people for other corals. Feeling like a hot sweaty million bucks. Then I saw the sign for mile 5. Say what! I only have 1.2 miles left. At this point, I slowed down some. I wanted to RUN across the finish line this year. I walk for about half a mile. Now it was go big or go home.
Then "Run For The Hills" came on. By Iron Maiden for you non-metalheads. Naturally when that song comes on you HAVE to run. So running is what I did. Then "Eye of the Tiger" came on right as I turned the corner to finish that last .2 miles. Perfect timing.
That last .2 miles was amazing. I thought about where I was 2 years ago to now. And where I'm going. It was incredible.
I crossed the finish line at 1 hour and 15 minutes.

I found my family in the sea of people. I asked about Andy and no one had seen him!
Twenty minutes later my brother crosses the finish line. 
However, I'm also very proud of him. He took about 10 minutes off his time. He said he had a rough start and just couldn't shake it.

So this was the best Bridge Run to date. I'm so proud of myself and all my accomplishments. But I could not have done it without my super amazing support system, my equally incredible team at MUSC, and of course Frankentummy.

And my goal for next year is to finish under 1 hour. 
Watch out Kenyans...I'm coming for you!! :)

Final Farewell

So after an insane week of emotions, traveling, and a final farewell to an old friend. I made it back to Charleston safely but on the way home I had a lot of time to think. A good hour almost two hours, depending on when I hit traffic.

I just want y'all to continue to keep his Family, Girlfriend, and Best Buddy in y'all thoughts and prayers over the next while. He was a well loved guy. He had an amazing turn out. Which goes to show y'all the lives he touched

After the viewing on Monday a couple of us from the posse went to dinner and to remember him, catch up, and just to remember the old times along with making plans to start some new memories. I had such a blast just hanging out, bonding, and laughing. We laughed a lot. It felt like the old days.
I can't believe I'm saying "old days" What the heck?!
It was just nice to be able to remember our friend in that way.
Tuesday was the funeral. Again he had a packed house. And it made things very real. This was the final farewell. He had beautiful music playing. His sister read a poem, the family put together. Of course it brought the room to tears. It was a nice service.

Afterwards a couple of us went for dinner to catch, remember, and talk about things. Nothing too crazy.
Then it was time for me to head on home.

As I mentioned before I had some time to think. A lot of time to think. And I mentioned in the previous blog about how naturally a death makes you think about your own mortality.
I began to think about mine.

I thought about how I would want my funeral to be.
I want my funeral to be a celebration of my life and all that I've accomplished. I want the music to be New Orleans jazz style...with the horns and everything. I want to have a "Honey Roast", it's a roast but with nice things. I want people up there saying, "I remember the time Lydia and I did..." and then attach some story where we were being dumbasses! I want all my race medals in my casket it with me. Just saying! Hahaha!

I thought about how I wanted to continue to maximize my new release on life.
Now that I'm 19 months out, I'm not losing as much or losing as fast or sometimes not even losing. Which is fine because when I look at the bigger picture. I am just blown away on what I've already achieved in just 19 months. I've worked my ass off. And I want to continue to reach new levels of my running, eating, and overall well being. As I've mentioned before I didn't go through all this crap to go back to 377 pounds. Now I'm currently looking for another half to do! HOLLA!

I thought about how I've been half assing my eating and exercise.
And I have been half assing for sometime. Not just this past week. And not all the time. I'll do awesome for a few days. I'll get fruits and veggies in, get my water in, and exercise. Then some days "Unhealthy Lydia" surfaces and things go sideways. And sometimes it takes longer to get back in line, then it did in the beginning. Along with maximizing and amping things up. I'm going to be trying new recipes, blogging more, and trying new exercises and maybe even become an instructor for some of them!

I thought about my 18 month check up, that was on Thursday and thank goodness they call. Because home girl had forgotten about it. Can't believe it's been a year and half. I'll blog about my incredible appointment.

I thought about how this drive sucks and I wish the rain would stop.
The facts of life.

I thought about what I needed/wanted to do with my time on this Earth.
I've come to the conclusion, I want more Halfs, some Marathons, traveling, eating new and exciting foods, stepping out of my comfort zone. I rather say "At least I tried it." Then "What if..." or "I'm scared..."

These are the thought that have been in my head over the past week. Time to execute them and begin another chapter of this crazy Adventure.

So thank you, Josh. Thank you for the memories, the ass whooping in video games, your dorkiness, and your humor. You'll be missed dearly. Until next time.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Shameless Saturday 4/19/2014

Ha! Look I'm being consistent! Two blogs in my new series! Look at me go!

Let's review my Health Goals
Health Goals for Week 4/19/14:
Sunday: Rest - Check
Monday: 5K Run - Nope
Tuesday: Spin - Negative
                BodyFlow - Hell no
Wednesday: Rest - Check
Thursday: Spin - No sir
                 BodyFlow - Nada
Friday: 2 Mile Run - Playa Please
             Combat - HAHAHA...nope
Saturday: Bike 6.2 Miles - Yeah not so much
                 WERQ Class - Check

Well I'm glad I got my "rest days" in! Those were sure some hard days...
As for my WERQ class, I'm hitting that one this morning. I really enjoyed it last Saturday. The instructor was awesome. She pretty much said just have fun, there is no right or wrong way to do this class.
Okay! You don't have to tell me twice to shake my booty like a dirty, dirty hooker. I told one of my Instagram WLS friends that I just needed to smooth out some of the moves and I was ready to hit the club! Naturally, because I'm so funny, she laughed at me.

Especially after the week I had I'm going to need to let loose and shake out these feelings.

Monday and Tuesday: I got in a super hyper microscopic Spring cleaning. I'm going to be painting our house in the next couple of days/weeks. So I want the rest of the house to look nice and neat. Plus I was being lazy and avoiding exercise.

Thursday: I found out an old college friend passed away. He had an accident at work the week before and the injuries were too much. But he fought extremely hard. He'll be greatly missed everyone. My heart breaks for his Girlfriend, Family and Best Buddy. So please keep them all in your thoughts and prayers this week and the coming weeks. RIP Josh. You'll be most definitely be missed.

Hence my lack of moving and posting on the Facebook page. My eating was insane. Everyone deals with grief differently, my way is baking cookies and stuffing my face with them. Yes, I deal with grief the same way I did when I was 377 pounds. Not a healthy way. But I can't be mad at myself...these things are part of life...unfortunately. My goal is to find another way to cope with them.

Friday: Again no movement. Just sat around and thought about things. Thought about how young he was, thought about all the people his life touched, thought about my own mortality (which I think is a natural thing one does when someone passes away), thought about everything. Still trying to sort out my feelings. All I know is I can't keep coping with things how I use to because it'll get me back to where I was. And that is NOT an option. I refuse. So it starts with me heading to class today. One day at a time.

Health Goals for Week 4/19/14:
Sunday: Rest
Monday: Run 2-3 Miles
Tuesday: Run 2 Miles
Wednesday: Rest
Thursday: Spin
Friday: Bike 10 Miles
Saturday: Run 2 Miles
                 WERQ Class

Like always things are subject change. Here's sticking to it!

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Shameless Saturday 4/12/14

I've decided to start a new series to recap my week to keep me honest. And to have something to write.

I'm using Jodi's idea over at 13.1 Miles to Disney. I'm using her "Fateful Friday" series format. Since Saturday is my end of the week that's the day I'm using.
I hope you don't mind Jodi! I just love your idea of a weekly recap and plus I think you're brilliant! :)

This is obviously the first entry so the format is going to change.

My fitness goals for the week 4/12/14:
Sunday: Rest
Monday: 2 Mile Run
Tuesday: Spin
Wednesday: Rest
Thursday: Spin
Friday: Run 5K
Saturday: 2 Mile Run
                WERQ Class

The only goal I reached, so far, was Tuesday's classes.
Saturday is still early and I'm going to do them.

Not really sure why I didn't do anything but Tuesday. I know Tuesday's classes were difficult for me. I guess I wasn't in my right frame of mind. I went but wasn't there. I wasn't focused. I didn't get what I NEEDED out of them. I didn't maximize my time.
Plus BodyFlow launched a new set and I honestly found it challenging. I could barely get any of the new moves. They threw a back bend in there. WTF!? *rolls eyes* I got aggravated and pissed. Because we all know if I can't get it the first time, of ever trying it, than there is something wrong with the program.
After talking with Brent about it though and reasoning with myself, I realized that this is going to be a new challenge for me. I want to do a back bend. I want to be able to do crunches and planks and not feel like the awkward hot mess I am! :) I AM going to do all those moves. It's just going to take time and patience! *rolls eyes*

PATIENCE!?!? Who has time for that bull!? Whatever! Kiss my ass! ;) Patience is overrated!

I've also noticed another thing this week.
Well I've actually noticed it long before now but I'm just openly admitting it now.
Since it is Shameless Saturday after all.

I've noticed I days I do not exercise, my eating gets CA-RAZY!!! And when I don't plan my meals out for the day, I graze like like a mofo. I go to the kitchen and grab an Oreo (or 5), some strawberries (to balance the Oreos), some pretzels (because now I need something salty), or something else craptastic. And I normally plan my meals but yesterday was just a weird day. I was kind of bluesy, went the to grocery store hungry, and was in a "whatever" kind of mood.
I know these days happen and can recognize the behavior now and switch to what needs to happen. Hence is why my meals are planned and I'm going for a run and WERQ class today.

On to next week!

Health Goals for Week 4/19/14:
Sunday: Rest
Monday: 5K Run
Tuesday: Spin
Wednesday: Rest
Thursday: Spin
Friday: 2 Mile Run
Saturday: Bike 6.2 Miles
                 WERQ Class

Well that is all. Time to get ready for the morning run! Until next Saturday if not before! 

Monday, April 7, 2014

What Now?

I don't know!
I don't have anymore races in the books until November and December.
I haven't found one that I NEED to do.
I have found a bajillion I WANT to do but with Brent's new business venture, I have to be selective on my races...for now.

I just completed my annual Cooper River Bridge Run. I did awesome, as always. I'll write my recap on that later today or during the course of the week. Since I have ALL this time because I'm not training for anything. :)

Don't worry I'm still going to run but I'm just not train for anything. I've found my way back to the Gym. I am obsessed with Spinning and Cycling. Since I want to do a triathlon, I figure that would be a good place to build up my cycling strength.
I've also gotten into yoga. Dare I say I've become a "Yogi"...let's not get crazy. But I really love the focusing on the mind part of yoga and letting everything go. Hence the reason I do it. Those are my two classes that are on regular rotation along with Combat...which I'm getting back to this week. I'm also going to try a class called WERQ. Apparently it's a dancing/cardio class. And y'all know me...I love my dancing.

As I posted on the Facebook page. Which you should go check out! And if you haven't "Liked" it FOR SHAME!! Well here is the perfect time to "Like" it because we all know you do! :)

I'm asking y'all to get interactive with me.
Since I have NO clue what to write.
Tell me what would y'all like to read about.
To be honest, maintenance is super boring so that's why I haven't written anything pertaining to my weight in a while.

So I ask my people:
What would you like to read?

Friday, March 28, 2014

Palmetto Bluff 2014 Half Recap

I really have no idea what to write. Seriously one cannot put into words what an experience it was.
And I think some of the reason I didn't/haven't written about is because I figured it would be really over. It would be done. And I didn't want it to be done. The half was the best experience of my fitness adventure to date.

But here goes...

Game Day. March 9, 2014. A day that will be forever ingrained in my mind, body, and soul.
I woke up from *attempting* to sleep.
I took a shower, got dressed in my gear, laced up my shoes.
Packed enough water to supply a small country. Protein shakes, chocolate milk, and bananas were added. And I think we were finally ready to hit the open road.

Headed towards what I've been working on and dreaming about for so long.

I left Charleston *just* a runner.
But I came back so much more.

We arrived early to the start line.

I had to pee so much. Of course, at most of these races there are porta-potties. Thankfully I do squats! :) We arrived about 45 minutes before race time. So that meant 45 minutes to psych myself out. But thankfully Brent was there. We talked about small stuff. Trying to take my mind off about what I was getting myself into. He calmed me down. I calmed myself down.
Then it hit me.
I was about to become a HALF MARATHONER!!!
Say whaaaaaaa??!!

I, of course, started to cry from excitement, nerves, anticipation, and every other emotion one could have at this point.
I thought I was going to feel out of place, like I didn't belong. Because I still felt (and feel at times) 377 lbs. But there was such a variety runners out there. I felt so comfortable and ready to go!
Finally the annoucer told us to line up. Said somethings. Honestly couldn't hear or remember any of it.

We lined up. Brent went to the side and it was all me now.
We were off.

I kept my pace steady. I had it in my head to listen to my body and when I felt I needed to walk or slow down. Do it. This wasn't a race to beat everyone else. This race was about me beginning my new adventure. Leaving "Unhealthy Lydia" and all her bad habits and excuses in the dust. Although for the record she comes back from time to time. She always will but I don't let her control me anymore.

The trail was BEAUTIFUL!!! A fancy, shmancy resort. Lined with gorgeous trees, lakes, cutesy resturants and shops. It was something out of a movie set. I didn't take many pictures of the course because I was focused on getting done at the time I had in my head. But here is one that I took.

Next thing I knew, I was an hour in and 5 miles down.
Holy SHIT! I thought to myself. I just ran 5 miles in an hour. I've never done that before. I stuck my chest out and contined to run and pace myself.
Then 30 minutes later I was at mile 7! What the heck! I'm kicking ass!!
At this point my body was said slow it down some. You're half way through walk some so you can run across the finish line.

I walked mile 8. And during that time I met the coolest woman ever.
I wished I had gotten her name. She was in her 70s and running this thing. We made small talk and I told her she is my role model. Because at her age I still want to be doing halfs! Hell yeah!! She told me she wanted to finish under or at 3 hours like me. So then we parted and wished each other luck because my energy was coming back and I wanted to finish strong.

I picked my pace up at the beginning of mile 9, which the course took us through the little shops and there were people out there cheering for us. This one woman, having her morning coffee, said once you get over the small bridge you'll be at mile 10 and the rest is just a 5K! I laughed and told her that's nothing this is just my warm up! We shared a good chuckle and I got back in my zone. Saw the race photographer, naturally I had to ham it up! When I get them in I will post them because they are AWESOME!!!

Now it's mile 11-12 and I hit that proverbially wall!
NOOOOOOO!!! Damn it! Why now body and mind? So close!! Can't go on anymore. Leg hurts. Feet hurt. Being the beast I am I pushed through because I didn't come all this way to punk out. I didn't drive 2 hours to quit. I didn't put of with t-shirt nazi to quit. I didn't train for months to quit. I didn't lose 200 pounds to give up now!! HELL NO! If you have to crawl across that finish're finishing. You're getting your well deserved medal and chili cheese dog!

Half way through mile 12, I mustered up whatever energy I had left and headed towards the end. At this point I think I was just so overwhelmed with everything. I was actually doing it. I'm a half marathoner. I am a BEAST! I need to do this again.
At around .2 miles to go, I saw Brent and my Dad walking towards me. Cheering me on. Rooting for me. That was the little spark I needed to finish strong! And they walked the last part as I ran. That meant so much to me. More than I think they realize.

I ran over the line at 2 hours 54 minutes and 27 seconds!! I did it.
I wanted under 3 hours and I got it.
I got my medal.
I got the honor of being in a place where I belong. A HALF MARATHONER!!!

And my little old lady friend finished in right at 3 hours. I congratulated her and cheered on the few people. And crossed the finish line with a woman and her friend. The woman was about my age and I was her weight at one time during this adventure. She inspired more than she will ever know. She is awesome. She went out there and did her thing. And I have mad respect for her. I congratulated her on finishing and we went our seprerate ways.

But those 2 women had such an impact on my life. They were strong, hardworking, hard finishing half marathoners. To me they represented what you can do no matter where you are in your life.

So the long awaited Half recap is done and so is my race. But not the memories I will forever carry with me. I will never be the same person I was at the start line. As cheesy and cliche as it sounds it really did change me. This whole adventure has shown me time and time again that I can do whatever the hell I want.
I am a stronger, healthier, more determined, more everything.
I am who I'm suppose to be!
Lydia the Half Marathoner. Obesity fighter. Ass kicker!

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Palmetto Bluff 2014 Half Packet Pick Up Recap

I honestly haven't written anything because I can't begin to even put into words how incredible this experience was to me. There are no words to describe going from a 377 pounds insecure girl to one badass self confident half marathoner, in the span of a year and a half.

But here it goes!

Since the race was in Bluffton, SC. Which is about 2 hours away from Charleston. I made the trek to ritzy Bluffton/Hilton Head area the day before the race. I picked this race because it was a gorgeous, scenic, and beautiful trail. Plus, I figured if I was going to die...why not be in such a beautiful place.
I loaded up some healthy snacks, protein, and a lot of water and hit the the road.

At this point I was a bundle of nerves. I was honestly a basket case. I was so nervous. I was wondering if I could do this. I was wondering if I had trained enough. I was wondering if I was going to finish in the time I set for myself. I was wondering if was simply ready. I was wondering what if my body couldn't hold up. I was wondering what if I didn't like it. I was wondering what if I didn't finish.

And this was the record I heard for the next...two...hours.

THANKFULLY! I arrived to my destination.
A little cute running store. I arrived a few minutes early to assess my situation. I hopped out of the truck. Put my game face on. Went in the store, took a look around and found the packets. Found my place in line and waited until they started giving them out. I had my packet in a few minutes.

Then I walked over to get my coveted half t-shirt.

That's when things went sideways!

Plain and simple the t-shirt Nazi was a complete douche!

I don't want to have this post be a negative and ranting one. Because this was such a small part of the grand scheme of things. But it's funny now.
When I signed up for this race, back in October 2013, I didn't know what t-shirt size I would be wearing. At that point XLarges and Larges were getting too big. So I ordered a Medium. Thinking they were unisex t-shirts, like every other race I've done.
But I got to the station and they had women and men t-shirts. Naturally since I'm a woman...I would have receive a woman's medium. HELL NO! There is no way that would've fit. So I told the t-shirt crew that I  was under the impression that the shirts were unisex and that it why I ordered what I did. Apparently the lady in front of me thought the same thing. And we asked if we could swap them out for the proper men size.
The t-shirt guy was like we pre-order them for what is needed, so I'm not sure. Let me check.
Enters t-shirt Nazi.
He proceeded to say "Ladies, you need to know what size you ordered. Because blah blah blah I'm a douche and secretly want to have lady parts."
Okay seriously I blocked out what he really said after the first part.

My first thought was, FUCK YOU! I signed up 6 months ago, I've lost 200 pounds and didn't know what size I was going to be wearing. So kiss my ass.
What I actually said/did was with my straight serious face "Sooo can I get a men's medium?" And just took one.

But on the way home, I called Brent and told him the whole story. I told him I never wanted to do this race again or do the actual race the next day. And I was going to punch the guy.
Naturally, being the voice of reason my husband is, talked me off the ledge. Basically said don't let this moron ruin what you've worked so hard for and trained so hard for. You're doing it. He's a jerk but added more intense words.

That wraps up my experience picking up the packet. 
I'll be writing a separate one for the actual Half, with pictures and everything! I just want to right words to describe the whole thing.

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Hey Elephant, You Look Different!

Why, yes!
Yes...I do!

As I mentioned yesterday on my new and improved-ish Facebook page.
Don't forget to click it and like it. Again "networking"! :)

I made some changes. The big one is obviously the name!

"The Adventures of Lydia and Frankentummy"! 

Rather genius I think! But then again I'm bias to my super creativity! ;)

Now here is the reason. It's the least I could do after springing it on you too quickly! Sorry!

Reason being was I felt "The 218 lb Elephant" was the my weight loss journey.
*cringe* I hate the word "journey", more on that later.
I felt it was only addressing the weight loss side. And I felt it limited me to some degree. I love the name and what I had written during the phase. But it was a phase. Several chapters during this process. And those chapters have been written. Those chapters are done. It was time to start a new section of this saga.

And just like that "The Adventures of Lydia and Frankentummy" morphed from the Elephant's legacy.

And I have to say I LOVE IT!!! It was genius, on my end! LOL! And the Elephant will ALWAYS have a special place in my heart. But it was time to begin anew!

The reasoning for this name you ask.
I think is pretty simple.
I'm Lydia and I've named my Gastric Bypass stomach, "Frankentummy".
Copyrighted. BOOYAH!
I pieced together Frankentummy because will that's essentially what my guts are now. I have my intestines jerry-rigged to my tiny stomach. And plus it mumbles, moans, and groans...much like Frankenstein.
Tried another names ,such as "Baby Tummy" and people thought I was preggos. I just hate "Pouch". That's stupid. "Tiny Tummy" was dumb. And if you use these...sorry. It's just not my style! :)

As I mentioned before I hate the word "journey" when describing my gastric bypass story.
Because it's sooooooooooooo cliche!
It's dumb.
And plus when I hear "journey", I think there is an end. For me there is no end to this ride. I will always have my guts rearranged. I will always be fighting the good fight. I will always be running. I will always NOT be watching what I eat. I will always be doing this in one form or another. It will ALWAYS be a part of me and my life now. And I wouldn't have it any other way!

I was using "process" for awhile. But it felt too mechanical. Too Mr. Roboto. Too blah! Too serious.

Then the heavens open and my mind went to "Adventure"!
I said "AH-AH! Genius, you are Lydia!" It's completely BRILLIANT!
Because that's what it is to me. A wild, crazy, up, down, sideways, insane rollercoaster of a ride. One I don't want to get off.
Scary? Yes!
Nerve racking? Oh yeah!
Greatest thing EVER? HELL YEAH!!

I feel "adventure" covers EVERYTHING that I've done. What I have left to do. Whatever else comes my way. From maintenace to more running shenanigans to God knows what else. It covers everything!
And I love it! Almost as much as I love Brent. Well some days! :) 

I sincerely hope you stick around for the next saga and adventure that is my life now!


Friday, February 7, 2014

A Running Post...Shocker.

Good Morning!

I know I haven't blog on here but I've been checking in on THE FACEBOOK PAGE! Remember click the link and like the page. :) Shameless self promotion...DUH! It's called "Networking" now! :)

Felt like I had to blog. Not really sure what to talk about. Nothing's going on.

I guess this is what we call maintenance. Not really sure since this is uncharted territory. I've been maintaining my weight around 183-187 pounds. Which is awesome. But my OCD side wants to lose another 10 pounds just to make my total loss 200 pounds. Which by the way is INCREDIBLE! Not to say losing 193 isn't either but that damn OCD!

But right now I'm focused on the half marathon training! Which is just a month and 2 days away!! Roughly this time next month I'll be a half marathoner! I can't even wrap my mind around that one. Going from 377 pounds to a half marathoner in a year and a half! Who would've thought!? Oh crap! March 12 will be a year and a half since surgery. What am awesome way to celebrate!! Holla!!

As for Le Half Training.
It's going awesome! I'm smashing my personal records left and right. My knee and ankle are holding up fine. Shit! Better not jinx myself! :) I feel myself getting stronger. I'm getting faster. I'm breathing better. I'm making smarter choices. I'm doing it.

Here are some stats real quick.
First 10K (6.2 miles and the Cooper River Bridge Run) 2012: I finished in 2 and half hours
Second 10K (The Bridge Run again) 2013: I finished in One hour and 58 minutes
Umpteenth 10K (2/6/2014 and Half Marathon Training Long Run): I finished in One hour and 20 minutes

I run 5K and 10Ks for fun now! HAHAHA! A 5K (3.1 miles) now is a "short" run to me!

Speaking of running!  My time per mile is awesome! Before I would walk a mile in 25-30 minutes. Now I'm running them in 11-12 minutes! And I can run a 5K in 38 minutes! And I remember when I did my first 5K a bajillion years ago it took me One hour and 15 minutes!

And people want ME to run with them and ask ME for running advice!! What?! That one blows my mind! I'm so honored and humbled that people want to embark on this process and want to include me.

My one piece of advice. Just start. That's how I began. I started out walking and look where I'm at. I'm not looking to beat the Kenyans...I'm just looking to beat Unhealthy Lydia and keep Runner Lydia hitting the pavement. I never knew I would love running.  I always thought about how cool it would be to be a runner and be so free...but never thought it would actually happen. Now here I am considering myself a runner. An athletic person. A HEALTHY person.

So although the weight is staying still and I have my days where I do NOT want to go running. I make sketchy food choices. But I know I'm much healthier, happier, and stronger person because of what I've gone through. I've been given the most incredible gift...having my life back. So I'll  be damned if I'm going to waste. I'm going to seize every opportunity that life has to offer me.

On that note...I'm off to sign up for some races!

Happy Running! Xoxo


Saturday, January 11, 2014


Well it's about time I write a blog for the new year...considering we're 11 days in! :)

There are a few reason I haven't written anything.
1. Brent has a new opportunity at work...which is a big decision we'll have to make.
2. I haven't been half marathon training.
3. I gained holiday weight.
4. I haven't felt like I've done anything worth writing about.
5. Life has just been boring.

As we know I'm a *slight* control freak.

And right now life is kind of out of control.

Not in a bad way. Just in a way that for the next couple months life is going to get slightly more crazy.

Before y'all go and start assuming things.
It has to do with Brent's job. He still has one but the guys were presented with a great opportunity and we have to work out the kinks and make sure this is where we want to go. Which means a lot of stuff is going to go fast and crazy! And my control freak self is going to SPAZ! Because I've already started to and we just found out this week.

And when I spaz out, I start to sabotage. YES!
I start to feel bluesy. YES!
I start to feel BLAH! YES!

Which leads to self loathing thoughts.
Example: Brent was on the phone yesterday talking to a co-worker. And I thought it was he female co-worker and thought "Why is he talking to her?" "Why is she trying to take my man?" Yeah you get the picture. Seriously!? WTF Lydia!
And for the record I know Brent would never to that...let me just make that clear. And we talked about it and he said something profound to me. And feel free to virtual slap me.

Another thing that came into my head was my half marathon. "I can't do this." "There is no way you can run 13.1 miles" "You haven't been training" "You're so slow." "Why did you think you could attempt this?" "Your race is 2 months away and you just can't do it." "You're just going to hurt yourself."
This is the thought that really hurts. And so in order to gain control with this one I haven't trained. Because why try?
But it could be true. I couldn't finish it. And I could hurt myself but I won't know until I try.

And as for the holiday weight gain...I actually lost it all and then some. I'm holding steady at 183 pounds. Which means I've lost a total of 194 pounds. So why am I freaking about that one. Who knows? Something to control.

But one of the "AH HA!" moment, Brent told me was just control the things you KNOW you can. And I will take care of the rest. We'll tackle it from both ends.

Things I can control...
1. My half marathon training
2. My weight loss/maintenance
3. My Couponing
4. Healthy Cooking and Eating
5. Cleaning and maintaining the house.

Light bulb just went off. I have more control than I thought.
Time to grab the bulls by the horn and own what I can and let everything else fall where they may.

I can't believe my half is less than 2 months away! AHHHHH!! Yikes!