Week 1 recap- Arbonne 30 day detox

This was a tough week.  The easiest part was switching breakfast and lunch to the protein shakes.  No more trying to decide what to have for breakfast or what to make for lunch.  Dinner was hard.  We are still recovering from Hurricane Irma where we lost almost all of our food.  I’d just done our grocery shopping for the month the week before. I also didn’t print out the “avoid list” so I forgot what I wasn’t supposed to eat- which was a lot of what I did eat. I was a little defiant one night with eating popcorn and we had pasta for dinner a couple of nights but it wasn’t too bad.

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The worse part of Week 1 was my body dealing with all of the new changes.  Gone was the sugar. Gone was the bad fat. Gone was the gluten (for the most part). It only lasted a few days but for those few days I was exhausted, grumpy and lightly nauseous. None of it was extreme and none of it kept me from doing my daily activities. I only worked out once but if you know me you know I hate working out so that wasn’t much of a change.

The best part?  I started this detox at 131 lbs and at the end of Week 1, I was down to 126.  Not bad for one week of changing my eating habits!  What you may not realize is that I’d been stuck at 129-132 lbs for the last 2 years. I just couldn’t find the motivation or the drive to get past that hump. When my friend Nicole approached me about being a sponsor for my Real Fit Mom challenge, I never knew it would be a life changing moment. I never want to see the numbers 13_ on my scale again. I’m quickly approaching my goal of 125 which I wasn’t sure I’d ever reach 4 years ago after hitting 153 after a car accident. Each pound I lose results in setting a new goal. The more I lose, the more I see that I have to lose. I’m so, so tired of carrying this extra weight around. I know, many women would love to be in the 120’s. But what you have to understand is that all of our bodies are different.  Even other women who are also 5’4″ have different body structures. These are MY goals for MY body.  I spent years sneering at fitness models and I know there are women that see my pictures and sneer at me. I get it. I do.

It’s up to YOU to set your realistic goals and it’s up to YOU to get off your ass and reach them. My motto- slow and steady wins the race. It took me a year to get out of the 150’s to the low 140’s. It took another year to get from the 140’s to the low 130’s. This Arbonne detox is what finally helped me get my life back and start to find the real me.

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Day 4 Arbonne Challenge- Feeling better

My energy is returning, the nausea is completely gone and I don’t have anymore headaches.  Week 1 is the worst!  I know it would be even worse if I’d printed out the Avoid List AND if I’d been prepared.  Both are vital to great success.  I almost said success but you’ll see in a few days how well I was able to do even though my dinners were full of no no foods and I had some cheats.

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I’m SUPER excited that I finally found my Fitbit charger.  I had to dump my bedside table drawer to find it and I found several other things I’d been missing. 🙂

 

 

 

Breakfast: Smoothie with 2 scoops Arbonne protein powder, 1 scoop Daily Protein Boost, 1 packet Digestion Plus, 1 scoop Greens Balance and 5 chunks of frozen Dole mangos*

Lunch: 2 scoops protein powder (I miss the peanut butter but the shakes are really good just mixed with water)

Snack: 2 meatballs, baked chips

Dinner: small bowl of leftover pasta

Cheats: small bowl of leftover pasta, small handful of baked potato chips

Weight- 127.9 (I KNOW YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO STAY OFF THE SCALE!)

Day 3 Arbonne Detox

Today was not good.  I’ll be honest!  I know it’s all about getting the toxins out of your body.  There is a long list of foods to avoid and most of them are in my cabinet.  They say to throw out all of the bad.  But when you’re on a budget, lost a lot of food after being without power for almost 5 days after Hurricane Irma and had limited funds to replace food- you do what you can.

I am still tired, still getting headaches but the nausea is fading, thankfully.  I still hate the Detox tea although it was better without the Fizz stick.  I am fully aware that sugar, including honey, are on the avoid list but I’ve found it’s the ONLY way I can tolerate the tea- which I chug.

Breakfast: Smoothie with 2 scoops Arbonne protein powder, 1 scoop Daily Protein Boost, 1 packet Digestion Plus, 1 scoop Greens Balance and 5 chunks of frozen Dole mangos*

Lunch: 2 scoops protein powder, 1 Tbsp peanut butter*

Dinner: Spaghetti and meatballs (on a lunch plate which is about half the size of a dinner plate)

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Snack: Air popped popcorn with butter and honey caramel glaze (I can’t wait until I can have honey and popcorn again as it was absolutely amazing)

Cheats- spaghetti

Whoopsie- mangos and peanut butter

Weight- 128.1

*If you’re just joining in, I’m a week ahead of these posts. Day 3 was when I finally looked over the Avoid List again and realized peanut butter and most fruit were on the list.

Hurricane Irma- My Story

It’s hard to believe it’s only been a week since we finished boarding up the windows to our house with any wood we could find, emptied interior closets in case we needed to hide, bought last minute ice, bread and snacks.  It’s been a week since we were glued to the tv switching from one station to the next watching Hurricane Irma head north, west, north, east, west, west, west, then jog east at the last minute taking the worst part of the storm away from Tampa.  We sat in horror as the pictures and videos came in from the devastation of the islands Irma decimated not knowing if we were next.

It’s hard to believe that in a few hours it will have been a week since we stood outside, watching the winds gain strength, seeing the bands whip in and reach over 80 mph and watched our neighbor’s pine tree sway ferociously before cracking loudly and falling to the ground with a loud thump, barely missing their house.

It’s almost impossible to believe that in a few hours it will have been a week since our power went out at 9:30 PM Sunday night.  My husband and I were sitting in our living room surrounded by boxes, bubble wrap and tape protecting the breakable items that were most dear to us.  The lights flickered once, twice, three times. Then the entire house went dark. Everyone had their own flashlight and my husband yelled out for everyone to stay put.  He walked around and made sure all three kids were safe and not scared as I finished wrapping. The kids went to sleep just after the power went out.  My 13 year old son and 11 year old daughter felt safe on the floor of our closet surrounded by their pillows, blankets, stuffed animals and our dog. My 20 year old chose the hall closet close to her bedroom where her cats were. We knew tornadoes were possible.

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My husband and I walked outside about every thirty minutes, protected by the cover of our car port.  He was keeping a close eye on a tree behind our house, one in the front and a few of our neighbor’s trees.  There wasn’t anything we could do if they fell, but we watched nonetheless. I watched in awe of Mother Nature as sheets of rain fell in sporadic batches and winds shot in from the east, suddenly switching direction, stripping branches off the trees. We watched the water in our yard rise closer and closer to the house, grateful for the sand bags we’d kept from two years ago.  All of a sudden the rain would almost stop allowing the water to recede only to pick back up again. I stayed up as long as I could but was exhausted from all of the preparations we’d done over the previous three days and was recovering from oral surgery.  Around 1:30 am I gave up and went to bed asking my husband to wake me if he went back out.

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We slept off and on watching the news on our cell phones, watching Irma skate back and forth, not knowing exactly where she may travel. We woke up about 8 am and quietly slipped out of the house to assess the damage.  Tree limbs, branches, leaves and pine needles blanketed our lawn and covered the road.  My husband walked across the street and breathed a sigh of relief to see that the giant pine barely missed the house.  Slowly, more neighbors began making their way out to see the damage.  We soon learned who had power and who didn’t.  There was a small pocket, about 6 houses, that were out due to a tree that fell two doors down.  The wire was still live so I called TECO immediately to let them know.  They said it would be a priority.

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As the sun rose higher in the sky, I looked around and realized how lucky we were with only limbs and branches down with only one row of roof shingles barely lifted.  I thought about how fortunate it was that Hurricane Irma hit Tampa as a Category 1, not a 3. I knew how incredible blessed we were that our only inconvenience was that we were without power.  But that’s another story…

Real Fit Mom Fitness Challenge sponsored by Nyisha & Nicole- Arbonne Consultants

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The kids are back in school and it’s time to focus a little bit of time on ourselves.     We will help you find time to work out and show you how to eat smart, control your portion sizes and find healthy snacks.  We will also be sharing fun activities to do around Tampa Bay to get you and your family out of the house and burning off energy and calories!

Thank you so much to Arbonne by Nicole for being our Diamond Sponsor for our summer challenge.  She is going to help all of us learn to eat better and teach us about the different Arbonne products.  There is NO pressure or requirements to purchase products.

FAQ:

1. Who can join?

As long as you’re a female, you can join!  Sorry guys, you’ll have to follow along on the Real Fit Mom Facebook page.

2. How does it work?

The challenge is run through a private Facebook group.  Everything you need will be in there. If you go to a gym or have a workout you enjoy, you are all set to go. If you’d like help finding a workout, we will help you. Each week you’ll receive a tip, motivation, healthy recipes and/or a daily challenge you can complete if you like. I will have pop up challenges as well where you can win fun prizes (water challenge, food journal challenge, etc).  We do have meet ups but you are not required to attend.

3. Is there a fee?

No.  You will have an opportunity to purchase a meal plan or workout plan if you choose.

4.  How do I join?

Simply fill out the Registration Form.  Once you submit it, you will receive a welcome message with the link to join the group. Click to join and you will be admitted into the group.  Registration is open until September 30th and spots are limited!

5.  What will I get out of the group?

Immeasurable and positive support to pursue a fit and healthy lifestyle, motivation, inspiration, fitness coach (that’s me!), healthy recipes, fitness humor, new friendships and powerful personal development.!

6. Will people be able to see my posts in the group?

No.  The group is set to “closed” while registration is open.  Once registration closes, the setting will be changed to “private.” My fitness groups are NEVER public.  Sharing posts and pictures to anyone outside of the group is strictly forbidden and cause for removal from the group.

7. How long does the challenge run?

Each challenge is 60 days.  This one runs from September 24th to November 22 nd and registration is open until September 30th .

I am so excited for this challenge to begin and can’t wait for you to meet my incredibly amazing, fabulous, over-worked and under-paid staff of wonderfully dedicated admins.  I couldn’t do these challenges without their help!

 Who’s ready to get fit and healthy?!

Legal babble– Real Fit Mom is not responsible for any injuries that may happen during the challenge.  Kathryn (aka Real Fit Mom) is not a certified personal trainer or nutritionist (just a mom who has been on her fitness journey for nine years and is passionate about helping others).  There is no guarantee.  If you put the work into it, you will get the results out of it!

Dear mom of that little heartbeat,

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I had to share this…
Mothers, your souls deserve more.
I had an appointment today with my OB/GYN. (Nope, not pregnant- I’m well beyond child bearing years.)
With me in the waiting room sat a couple- clearly eager first time parents- flipping through pregnancy magazines and looking anxious and excited. When I got to my exam room, I realized they were in the room right next to mine, as I could hear their muffled voices and nervous laughter.
And then I heard the most magical sound in the world.
Thump thump. Thump thump. Thump thump. Thump thump.
It was the loud and unmistakable sound of their baby’s heartbeat coming through on the fetal doppler.
As I listened, I took a deep breath filled with gratitude that I was once lucky enough to hear that sound from my own womb, then I smiled- remembering how 20 years ago I first heard the sound of that sweet beat, and how it filled my soul like nothing else had before. It filled my soul with instant and immeasurable joy.
And then in a split second my smile faded, replaced with a frown and thoughts of all the soul crushing things that modern mothering has in store for that first time mom in the room next to mine.
That how raising a child these days- days full of sanctimonious social media and ever vigilant mom shaming-of being under the scrutinizing and suffocating microscope of anyone and everyone- is going to crush her spirit and her soul.
Crush it.
That joyful sound will soon be a distant memory, replaced with this…
Gained more than 25 pounds during your pregnancy? You’ll never lose it fatty.
Had a labor full of complications or a c-section? Your body failed you, and your baby.
Formula fed? Baby will have low I.Q. and be sick all the time.
Breastfed for only six weeks? Quitter.
Nursed into toddlerhood? Freak.
Back to work? Neglectful.
Staying home? No ambition.
Boxed mac and cheese? Poison giver.
Homemade mac and cheese? Obnoxious overachiever.
TV watcher? Tablet user? Ignorant. Both you and your preschooler.
Private school? Elitist.
Homeschooler? Religious nut, unsocialized kids.
Public school? Oh, I get it. You’re average.
Raising an atheist? You’re going to hell.
Raising a Christian? Family of bigots.
Raising a Republican? Blasphemy.
Raising a Democrat? Are you insane?
Kid playing outside alone? I’m calling the police.
Kid never allowed to leave the house? I’m calling child protective services.
No sports? Your kid will never be able to compete in life.
Traveling sports teams? Waste of money.
Piano? Dance? Cheer? Scouts? Brownies? Your kids are overscheduled neurotics.
Do your kids laundry, make their breakfast, and pack their lunches? You’re raising incompetent future adults.
Don’t do anything for your kids? Selfish.
Low standardized test scores? Your kid has no future.
High standardized test scores? Your kids will arrive at college depressed and burnt out.
Zero extracurriculars? Yea, good luck with college applications.
15 AP courses, president of everything, headed to Ivy League? Give me a freakin’ break.
Regular classes, 3.0 GPA, state school? Your kid is totally screwed.
Community college? Why bother.
And just like that, SOUL. SUCKED.
Thump thump. Thump thump. Thump thump. Thump thump.
Hey first time mom in the next room, mom who just had a baby, mom who has a house full of diaper clad toddlers, mom who will have a first time kindergartener in a few weeks, mom with school aged kids, and the mom who is getting ready to embrace the final years of high school or send a kid off to college- please remember one thing for me…
Remember that sound of your baby’s heartbeat.
Then remember it’s YOUR baby’s heartbeat, not society’s baby, or social media’s baby, or some parenting study’s baby.
Remember it’s YOUR baby, toddler, child, young adult, and college student.
YOURS.
Don’t let the motherhood soul suckers of the world take away one second of your joy of mothering. Not one single second.
You are the mom. Period.
You made that damn heartbeat (or had the privilege of adopting it), so you get to raise it, the way YOU want to raise it.
Nobody else.
It’s time to get your mothering joy back, deep in your souls. Start now.
Share this and let’s all get our joy back.
One thump at a time.
**Fantastic words by the lovely Melissa Fenton.

How bad do you want it?

The 1st trainer I worked with said this to me during my 1st fitness challenge. I had the chance to win a trip to New York City with tickets to a Broadway show. I’d never been to New York….and 9 years later I still haven’t. I missed winning by 4 pounds. Had I followed his instructions, I’d have had some amazing memories! But I was stubborn and lazy, still am. I’m working to change that. After gaining 20 lbs following a car accident almost 4 years ago I reached my heaviest weight- 153. I know, that’s many women’s goal but for my small frame, that was a lot. After looking back at old pictures that pop up in Facebook memories I see that even 130 is a bit much- which is where I’m at now. I’ve consistently lost 10 lbs a year the last 2 years. I’ve been stuck around 130 for about a year and recently have begun to see the high 20’s flash across the screen on the scale. 
I refuse to give up. Right now, I’m eating less, not eating out, saying no to cookies, Cheetos, soda and even pizza (although I did have ice cream last night). My biggest issue is working out. I procrastinate all day. I have a free gym membership and never go. But that changes today. It’s time to get this last 10 lbs off and finally reach a goal I’ve been after for almost 10 years. My body has been through 5 pregnancies over a 12 year period, I’ve had many injuries, I have life-long injuries from the accident, I’ve dealt with depression and emotional eating. It’s time. I want it. I want it BAD!!