No flipping way!

The video arrived and it’s awesome (and mortifying) at the same time. I babble on like a talking stuffed sausage on speed. Watching the back flip out of the plane is the best part and the cool hair do at the end is most impressive. I wish I could share it with you all but it looks like I’d have to pay for a video upgrade (as if!) and also I can’t figure out how to upload it anyway. So these shots will have to do, and then you can go give it a try for yourself sometime!

Headed to the plane. Checking to see if I have the shakes. πŸ™‚

Hanging on the edge about to jump…err…flip out of the plane. Totally rockin’ the sausage look.

Yes, this is me back-flipping out of the plane. It was his “signature move.” Not many guys I know can say that. πŸ˜‰



“Because, I’m Free! Free-falling!”

I thought plummeting towards my grave at over 120 mph would stir up some life altering emotions inside me. I thought, for sure this experience would enlighten my spirit for adventure and bring out the adventuress who is (possibly) locked up inside. I’d love to say that is what happened, but since I’m now in the habit of just putting it all out there, here comes the truth, spilling out in my usual shameless fashion. This is what was going through my mind as we backflipped out of the plane at 11,000 feet.

1. These goggles look stupid. They are like swim goggles, not super cool skydive goggles. Plus the color doesn’t match my outfit.

2. The videographer REALLY wants me to give her a thumbs up and I just think I’ll keep smiling and ignoring her.

3. I can feel all my fat flapping in the wind. God, I really need to lose weight.

4. Oh crap, everyone will see my flapping fat in the video.

5. I wonder if my teeth look white when I’m smiling up against white clouds? Maybe I should stop smiling.

6. Eeew. I really should stop smiling or else I might have bugs stuck in my teeth.

7. I’m hungry.

8. These straps feel like I have Spanx on my thighs. And a built in butt lifter. Cool.

9. I bet Coy took the kids out for donuts this morning.

10. Mmmmm. Donuts…

11. I’d really like her to stop trying to get me to give her the thumbs up.

12. The guys packed Miller Light in the cooler. Why doesn’t anyone like Bud Light, like me?

Impressed? Of course on my video I babble on like an idiot, “Oh, I’m doing this for my kids….yak, yak, yak.” “It was so amazing!” “Worth every penny!”

But I think I blew my cover when she asked me if I’d do it again. “Eh, probably not.” All joking aside, it was actually a very cool experience and it was worth every penny. It wasn’t what I thought it would be, especially since I’m scared to death of heights, but it was fun. I’d do it again with Coy or one of my kids if they ever wanted to. I was curious about what it would feel like, but never thought I’d try it. So glad I did, and now I know. πŸ™‚ Once the video arrives in the mail, I’ll figure out how to post it.

As far as weight loss, I’m still in the running with Danny, but am slowly moving forward. I had my body fat checked and it was 27%. 39lbs of fat. Gross. I stopped my protein shake which I found out had as many calories as a day’s worth of food, so hopefully I will start to see faster results. Whoo hoo! Am still doing Crossfit 3X’s a week and running on the other days. Time for some results, already! This fat girl needs to go to put away her one-piece! Ok, so I’m not actually wearing a one-piece yet either…

I completed the Color Run with my friend Jennifer. She described my “after” look as a Pollock painting. I described her “after” look as a crazed butcher. She thought more like a stabbing victim. Needless to say, she won’t let me post her picture, but here is mine. Enjoy!

It’s those dreaded pants again!

I have a long post coming your way. Β All about backflipping out of a plane at 11,000 feet, finishing my 5K Color Run and updates on how the weight loss challenge is coming along. Two crazy weekends away for me, back to back. Need to decompress and get writing. For now, enjoy this vision of pudginess. I look like I’m about to puke. Lovely. I’ve also updated the weight loss challenge pictures under my No Shame To My Game page. Again, just lovely.

“Do what? Are you crazy? Ok, I’m in.”

It’s not one of those bucket list kind of things, or even an attempt to overcome a deep fear of mine either, the opportunity just sort of fell into my lap. Well, for $300, it did. Here is how I let Coy know about what I was planning to do while visiting Judy and Mamie in Houston this weekend.

Ring, ring Coy’s office. “Hi babe! I have some great news to share with you! I know you are so busy with work and the kids, so I thought I’d save you some time and stress by buying both my anniversary and birthday gifts today!”

Silence. More silence. And some more.

“So, if it’s ok with you, I’d like to go skydiving this Saturday with Judy!”

I hear him suck in a deep breath. After, what I imagine him viewing of his life with four kids and me buried six feet under, he then asks me how much this “gift” is going to cost. He is a finance guy, after all.

“Well, actually it barely costs anything. I mean it’s $300, but after you subtract out the savings from not having to go gift shopping in Tulsa for me (possible day off work, a Starbucks coffee, lunch at the Mexican place, gas, etc. times 2 occasions to shop for…oh and of course, the two gifts to buy..), it probably breaks even.”

Oh, is that so?Β 

“Yes! And the fact that Judy and I cannot go out on Friday night because we are skydiving the next morning saves us at least an additional $100 as well. You know I could easily drop $100 on a night out with Judy!”

So you are trying to tell me that we are actually “saving” money by you going skydiving?

‘Yes! Can you believe it? So on top of saving you time and stress, I’m also saving us money! Here I go again, taking one for the team. Skydiving for our family’s financial security! Doing my part to put our kids through college. Maybe I won’t even have to go back to work? I could just skydive a few times a year?”

I love you. Click.

“So……… I’ll take that as a “yes” I can go.” πŸ™‚

Wish me luck!

Hey, nice trash. Wanna be friends?

Monday and Thursday mornings are trash day in the neighborhood. The thing I find most bizarre about trash day here is that most people don’t put their trash in cans. They just set the bags and stuff next to the curb. For all the world to see. And every early morning jogger like yours truly.

First of all, I can’t believe I just called myself a jogger, but I did manage my first 30 minute run without stopping last night! It felt awesome. C25K is fantastic. I have averaged running about 4-6 times a week for over a month now. Although I lumber down the streets like a hippo in clown shoes, I still manage to lumber about 2.5 miles each time. That is equivalent to two full-sized martinis WITH olives, or one gigantic margarita with real sugar, or three beers, or one grilled cheese with chips or…dare I say…. one Cinnabon.

Ok, this business with the trash. Now to be honest, you can’t really see what is inside the bags, but all of their empty, bulk sized boxes, take out bags and shopping sacks, are out sitting on the curb. As I run by, I take note.

“Geez, that house drinks like two 24 packs of REAL Coke each week. That is so gross.” 123 Mountaintop Dr. NOT on the future friend list.

“What is that? An empty PF Chang’s bag next to an empty case of wine?” 456 Hummingbird Ln. When are we doing dinner together?

“Seriously? Hunt’s ketchup? Gross.” 48 Tinsel Ct. Not gonna happen. Friends of Heinz are friends of mine. I’ll pass on that BBQ party.

“Is that a Target bag I see?” 1514 River Walk Ln. Looks like I’m not the only one in town who drives 45 minutes to go to Target, even though we have a Walmart five minutes away. Wanna carpool?

Can you see where I’m going with this? Good thing my iphone has a note taking feature. Probably not a good idea to run with a pencil and notepad tucked into my sports bra.

Bacon and Marinara Meatloaf

If you liked the pizza, check out Danny’s latest. Bacon and Marinara Meatloaf. I have to agree with his Facebook followers in regards to the photo…. however, his zucchini noodles were so awesome and his pizza divine, I’ll for sure be giving this one a try. Let him know what you think!

Skinny people CAN eat pizza! Who knew?

So I tried out Danny’s Cauliflower Crust Pizza recipe the other day and it was SO good! I don’t mean “so good” as far as health food goes, but genuinely so delicious! If you click on his name above, it will take you to the recipe. The only thing I did differently was to add some seasoning to the crust before baking it. The kids loved it too.

Cauliflower Crust Pizza

Today I ran for 29 minutes. I can’t believe it! A month ago, I couldn’t run even 3 minutes. The C25K program is great! The Color Run 5K is in two weeks, so I think I’ll be ready by then. I’m hoping the running will start to lean out my bulky thighs. I talked to Mr. Crossfit today about how I think that all the squats and such are making my thighs bigger (He’s probably thinking to himself, “It’s the Ho Ho’s doing that, girl!”). I mean, like I said before, underneath all this fat, I know Heidi Klum’s twin is dying to come out, but I want her to come out with SMALL toned thighs. I have no aspirations to be super strong or anything. I just don’t want to start a fire in my crotch when I walk and I want my thighs to fit into size 6 jeans. I guess the trick is to lose the fat and see what is going on underneath. But to lose the fat, I’m working out like crazy…. Twice this week, I’ve done Crossfit and running on the same day! Whoo hoo!

Ok, a cute story to share. I have two kids in speech so we are always kinda working on how to say stuff. In the car, one of my two year olds pointed to a horse and said, “Horsie eats drass.” I said, “Grrrrass. Try saying it like a lion.” He says, “Horsie eats ROARass. Like that, Mommy?” Ha ha. Have a nice weekend everybody!