All done!

Holy smokes.
That went fast but slow.
Hard but well, hard.

I'm sad to say I didn't do this 100%.
But I'm totally happy with my progress.

I moved a household of four people and one dog during this process.

As well, I have gone from having a 6 week old baby to a 4 month old baby.

I've lost 26 pounds.

Most importantly, I've learned how to eat again.

I haven't had a soda in three months. Since I haven't had a soda in so long, I'm just not going to have them again. (HOLY SMOKES, NO DIET COKE. I WAS KNOWN AS THE DIET COKE LADY.)

Can't eat chips any more. I used to love them. Now they're disgusting.

Sweets? I'd rather have fruit.

I want to post a bit more with photos tonight, but holy smokes.
Yay us!

Day 78

Wrapping it up -- found the digital camera and am happy to see some progress. Granted, had I applied myself 100% instead of my 60%, I'd see more, but I'm pleased with what's going on so far.

Funny, last week went to the town Lobster feed -- except for the 2 (big) glasses of wine, was able to stay on program. Lobster, artichokes -- perfect.

Life is settling in a little -- able to skip, able to run, eating okay. Plan to spend my calories on Sunday's Easter brunch.

That's fun.

Last 14 days -- for all of my busy life and mostly PCPing, I'm thrilled with what I've achieved so far.
(I weigh less than I did on my wedding day 7 years ago.)

My scale has a prominent place in our new kitchen.
Mama has her workout corner.
I'm in a better mood more often.

Yay.

Day 73, Still at it

Haven't been social mediaing re: PCP, but have continued eating and running.
House is 80% unpacked. It's fun to have space.
I have never been this busy in my life.
I think I haven't come down with an illness because I'm eating so well.
Normally two weeks of the activity I'm coming off of and I'd be in bed for a few days.

My daughter had Cheetos from lunch and was "fake" feeding me and I bit into it.
Gross.
Cheetos were my favorite chip pre-PCP.
Now they taste like orange wheat-flavored cardboard.

Day 63 New House

I didn't know that life could ramp up like this -- holy moly. Still in boxes, still completely overwhelmed. Kids. Work. Diet. House. Clean. Work. Running. Some sleep.

Still plugging away -- would love to write out more of my experiences. Working on stretching that relative world of time out to encompass all the stuff there is to do. Working on accepting that time isn't always silly putty.

Body stalling a little -- guessing that's due to the minimal strength.
I have no idea where my digital camera is -- will use my phone, I guess.

Will make time (stretch it, flip it, rub it down) to go through everyone else's blog tonight.

But our house!
We're in it!

Still in, still moving

Mom is here. Boxes still abound. Tomorrow is our last day in this godforsaken neverland of between places.

Be ye warned, with children, with BABIES, moving takes thrice as long.
Especially with no family in town to help.

(and a hired babysitter that flaked at the last minute)

We'll get there and I'll be back on this horse come Tuesday.

Thanks for your patience.

(Food, I've been awesome at, exercise, medium. Damn, I'm proud I'm still on track through all this mayhem. No, literal mayhem.)

Day 52, Moving

We're moving.
I'm up to my elbows in boxes.
Thank God I measured out all my food.
This will be a theme this week.
I'm eager to see how many more muscles I have during this week.