Tuesday, May 17, 2011

The Queen of Almost

Not a whole lot has changed since my last post. I have done a lot of soul searching. Looking for that thing, that belief that is holding me back. Today I more deeply realized something I've known for a while. I don't complete things.

All sorts of things. Everything from the afghan I started crocheting when my son was still enutero, to my associates degree. I get so close to goals that I can taste them and then I don't finish. That chapter of my life gets to come to a close. It must.

I recently helped organize a 5k race, the proceeds went to an amazing charity. Pennies For Heroes. When you have a chance please check them out, they are an amazing organization, with a vision to assist the families of fallen officers, soldiers, and firefighters.

While organizing this event I felt great, the closer to completion that we got the more nervous I got. I wanted to quit. I had a heart to heart with another of the organizers. I confided in him that I had done my life up until this point "half assed" and it was time that I showed the world, and myself, that I am no longer that woman. That I see things through, that I am a success, not "almost" a success.

That's where I am with this weight journey. I've been within 20 pounds of the goal, gotten scared, started eating somewhat like I used to, stopped the food journal, slacked at the gym. Now, I'm back to with in 30 pounds of the goal.

The difference is that I SEE IT this time. I am finding what my triggers are and how I have traditionally dealt with them. I'm now finding new ways to deal with them. Things that are positive and reinforcing to the life I deserve. I know the importance of recommitting. I also know that it doesn't matter where I've been, or how much I've accomplished, what truly matters is what I'm doing right now.

I am going to have a celebration of my life, and a welcoming of my new life. I am going to do this when I reach my goal weight of 135 pounds.

Another thing I've never been particularly fond of is written goals. A friend told me today that goals, not written down, are nothing but wishes. I hadn't ever thought of it that way. But found it to be profound, and absolutely true.

So, what are my new goals, and am I writing them down, am I clear and consise? Am I committed? Am I ready to take massive action? YES! YES! YES!

I am going to have my party on or before September 17th, 2011. In the time between now and then I am going to release the last 30 pounds to my goal weight. I am going to stare this Queen of Almost in the face, and CHANGE HER STORY.

I'm starting now.


Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Breakdown, to break through!

The last 20 pounds are the hardest. not because I have to do anything different, but because outside influences say I look good, even question why I would want to keep going. It makes slipping into unhealthy ways of being and eating easy and very temping.

I extend an apology to every skinny girl out there who I ever encouraged to take another donut, or some other"treat" from the goodie box in the break room, telling her she needed it, or saying one more won't hurt you, because the truth of the matter is it will.

It is also at this point that people no longer want to hear the story. The celebrations are fewer and farther between. They are still supportive but the Response changes, from you can do it, you're on the right track, keep it up! To you've done it, look how far you've come, give yourself a break. I gave myself a break and had a breakdown. That is where this is coming from. The past 3 days have been a continual spiral downward. Fueled by whatever I wanted, and somethings I truly didn't want, sugar, white flour, fat, simple carbs. I was Trying to feel full. My tank has hit empty, and the worst part about it is that for 3 days I haven't been satisfied. I'm never full, even though I've got pain in my belly that says I'm overly full.

Recommitting in this moment looks like finding the reason for the void, and filling it to over flowing with love and gratitude. The brownies are gone, the cookies, and the donuts are too. Time to peel back another layer, dig a little deeper, and create something bigger.

Monday, February 7, 2011


For the past two weeks I've been in calorie counting hell. Actually maybe it's not calorie counting hell, maybe it's carbohydrate hell, or just over eating hell. Whatever it is it's hell.

I have started working out two times a day. Maybe my body is needing the extra energy. Either way I feel like the combination of working graveyards, physical activity, lack of sleep, and increased eating has made me feel rather... poopy.

I'm not giving up the two a days. I enjoy the work outs way too much. I'm open to the possibility that my body needs extra energy, so I'll re-look at my calories/eating habits.

I've never been this close to a "goal weight" before. My fear is that I may be sabotaging myself. So, that put out there, I can let go of that fear and remind myself of what my goals are, refocus and recommit.

I bought some new pants at Walmart (yes, Walmart, I'd rather shop elsewhere, but when jeans are only $12 and your on a fixed income you can't beat what they have to offer) I took size 8 and size 6 into the fitting room with me, totally expecting that the 6 would not zip or button. They did both! They're not too tight either. I do have a muffin top, but I have a muffin top in my size 10's and my size 12's that fall off. Why? Because I have all this excess skin I gotta get rid of. I'll take it though. I'd rather have the skin all loose and charpei looking than full and round and ... yeah, you get the picture. I'm confident that the work outs will tone some of this up, and eventually if needed I'll have the money to get a new belly... and some boobs. I used to have fairly nice ones... now I just have the bags they came in. Oh well. :) I really hope you're laughing right now.

Bring on a new week. I'm ready!
Much love,
Alisha xoxoxo

Sunday, February 6, 2011


Only 8 more graveyard shifts to go! Can I get a halleluja! Last night was bad, as far as the things I put into my body, and it continued into the day.

On my way to work I knew I was in trouble, I was tired already. I stopped at my favorite late night conveniece store and bought the entire pot of freshly brewed dark roast coffee. That was sign number two.

Strike three came around halfway through the night when I found that little voice in the back of my head whispering "it's ok, just close your eyes, you'll still hear the phone, and the radio". NO! I jumped out of my chair and headed for the Rockstar Recovery I had in the fridge from a previous night.

All that caffeine gave me a little bit of a tummy ache. When I got off work I found myself craving carbs, couldn't get enough of them. I ate granola, a slice of pear cake, a piece of home made wheat bread with honey, all before I even realized what I was doing.

Then my tummy REALLY ached. In fact, even now, nearly 24 hours later I can still feel it. Maybe that's because when I got to work tonight my co worker had made some delicious ham and pasta salad, as well as sweet and salty chex mix. I figured I'd had such a horrible eating day already what the heck. I had some of both.

Needless to say my daily caloric intake is nearly double what I've been having.

So what's the good news? I now know what just over 2000 calories of almost all carbohydrates and fats really feels like. It doesn't feel good. Instead of beating myself up about it, I'm just recommitting to my healthy lifestyle, now, in this moment. I have a refrigerator clear full of delicious fruits and veggies that I got from my bountiful basket yesterday. I'm excited to create something with all of that fresh produce!

Have a beautiful day, and thanks for reading.

Much love,
Alisha xoxoxo

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Word Press Web Spinner

Or something like it...

I recently created a WordPress website for Runnin' For Heroes. This is a 5k run we are hosting here in Sevier county. It's a charity event with the proceeds of the race going to Pennies For Heroes.

I realize that the set up with WordPress is pretty simple, but I celebrate the fact that I was able to do it, complete with a plug in for registering and paying for the event.

I'm excited for this race because not only does it give us the opportunity to give back to our fallen heroes, it also provides a way to recognize the every day heroes in our lives. The brave men and women who vow to keep our communities safe, who put themselves in the line of danger every day in order to ensure that safety. It is also an opportunity for Police, Fire, and EMS to network with each other, building lasting relationships and friendships.

I never expected I'd be involved in something like this, but I am very, very grateful that I am.

Much love,

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Gym Rat

I totally believe in the power of manifestation. I have for quite some time been pondering a gym membership. What kept me from actually purchasing one? MONEY. So... I began pondering, thinking about, contemplating an affordable gym membership, pass, punch card, something. It was a frequent thought, but I didn't consciously act on it. After all what I've been doing has worked this long.

Then opportunity knocked. In the form of a $10/month membership extended to Sheriffs deputies, Dispatchers, EMS, and Fire in Sevier and Piute Counties from Lifetime Fitness. I could not pass this deal up, and I'm so glad I did. For those of you who fit in this category, Hurry in, Monday the 31st is the last day they are offering the deal!

I joined a couple of weeks ago. I've gone to every class offered at 8:30 am for a little over 2 weeks now. I even got with a trainer and had her show me how to use some of the machinery in the downstairs of the gym. I already notice a difference.

I've got 30 pounds to go to my goal. I think most of this is going to come off from efforts at the gym. I also have to tone my body! I have angel wings I never thought I'd have, and my belly I've lovingly termed my charpae belly. I may end up having some skin cut off, but I'd like to see what I can accomplish through exercise first.

I'm loving the gym. If I didn't have to go home and sleep, I might stay an extra hour and work out some more.

So now I have two loves, the gym, and Zumba in Central Valley. Shauna and the other instructors make it so much fun. I look forward to Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday nights. I couldn't do it with out the help of my mom though, and I want her to know how much I appreciate her willingness to watch my children while I shake it, and while I work. She is a lifeline, and I love her very much.

until next time, xoxoxo

Sunday, January 23, 2011


As you may have noticed, some posts are no longer here. Never fear, I've just moved them over to the food/nutrition blog. go check it out: lishesdishes@blogspot.com I hope you enjoy it!