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New Year

Published January 10, 2015 by Christa the Cupcake

This is the standard time of year for the start of diets, right? That also makes it the proper time of year to RE-start a diet as well, doesn’t it?
Last year I totally bombed everything. 😦 I mean really. A big part of it was the awful depression that blindsided me. I still don’t know where it came from, because really last year everything was going quite well compared to the year before. But the fact is, it was kind of awful and though I regret not having the willpower to get over it, what’s done is done.

Now I read recently that the best time to start a diet is at the beginning of a month, so come February, I’m getting back in gear and back on the wagon.

Happy New Year!


The Pitfalls of Fried Chicken

Published May 21, 2014 by Christa the Cupcake

I am lucky enough (or unlucky enough?) to not only have a mother who makes excellent homemade fried chicken, but to have a mother-in-law who does as well.
Now, they are different types of fried chicken. My mom’s is more Popeye’s and my mom-in-law’s is more Kentucky Fried. But they are the same in that they are both MOTHERFUCKING DELICIOUS.

There’s a problem with this. That problem is that its delicious fried chicken.

Its kind of like this: Awesome Fried Chicken + Fat Girl = Fatter Girl

And this fried chicken, you must understand, cannot be eaten in tiny portions. That is physically impossible. No one can eat this chicken without being like:
ron fried chicken

I feel guilty after eating this chicken. Like I feel like I’ve gained 10 pounds, even though I logically know that’s impossible. Its gotten to the point where if I know I will be eating fried chicken for dinner, I won’t eat anything else all day. Or I’ll “bird eat” as my mother calls it. I know this is not really healthy or good for my diet, but I can’t help it.

How do you deal with food guilt?

Second Verse (Hopefully Not Exactly the Same as the First)

Published May 18, 2014 by Christa the Cupcake

Alright, so, I think one thing we can all agree on is this: April (and at this point the majority of May) was a total disaster. I went into a weird shut-down mode. I have managed to not gain wait, which is good. But I all but stopped my workouts, which is very bad.
And as for the blog? Psh, forget about it. Virtually no updates; certainly nothing awesome to report. I almost literally forgot about it. I felt like I wasn’t worthy to write about this so-called “weight loss journey”, when I had effectively chloroformed my weight loss journey as it struggled, duck-taped it unto some garbage bags, and buried it alive.
I felt terrible about this. So terrible that I gave up, and I wasn’t coming back. This blog was going to rot, and I thought seriously that no one would care. 😦 But I couldn’t quite do it. Thankfully. All this time (trust me, it has seemed like a much longer amount of time than it really has been) my neglected blog has been rattling somewhere in the back of my head.

Long story short, today is the first anniversary (this has a point, I promise) of the day my fiance proposed to me, i.e. gave me my bling. For my anniversary present, my fiance has pushed me into getting back to my workouts, and mostly back to my blog. Because I enjoy it. I enjoy this.
And he knows it. And it really made him sad to see me not doing something I like because of the circular argument of: I can’t so I’m not, I’m not because I can’t. So thanks to him, here comes From Blimp to Bombshell v2. 🙂

During the hiatus, I really didn’t deviate from my diet much. But my exercising….well to be honest, there really wasn’t much exercising at all, like basically none. *pulls blanket over head*
So today, I did a lot of stretching. And then I found this YouTube video (which I will also add to the end of the post) and did it twice. I didn’t have weights, or rather I couldn’t find the weights, so I improvised with large-ish water-filled Gatorade bottles. 🙂
Today was a good day.
Compared to the last 1 1/2+ months, today was an excellent day! 😀

YouTube: Beginner Workout For Plus Size Women and Men by Scott Tousignant


Snow is a Workout

Published April 3, 2014 by Christa the Cupcake

SO it snowed basically all night last night, because Colorado. I think we got a foot or so. It’s been melting all afternoon, and I think its mainly slush now, and it will be all gone tomorrow because its going to be in the 50s and then in the mid-70s in a couple days.

colorado whos line

But this morning, when I was out at a horribly early time (I’m not a morning person. At all.) it was definitely solid, wet & heavy snow. And it was still snowing. I hate snow, except if I’m safely inside, and then its gorgeous. But if I’m in it, I hate it. Especially deep snow, because I have short legs, so its a bitch to walk through.


The kitty pictured here adequately sums up my feelings.

Anyway, the point is this: today I walked for about 15 minutes total, going at a fairly moderate pace. Not too slow because I was running late, but not too fast because I didn’t want to fall on the snow/ice.

According to MyFitnessPal (I haven’t made an account yet, but I kind of consult it) walking at a moderate pace for that amount of time at my weight means I burned about 106 calories, which is something like 44 less than I burn using the Sky Glider for 10 minutes.
But here’s the fun part, and this is where the snow comes in. According to Bill McArdle, an exercise physiologist and Scientific Advisor to Weight Watchers International, who is quoted here on weightwatchers.com, “Walking in packed snow increases by 60 percent the calories burned compared to walking on a paved road, while walking in soft snow triples the calories burned compared to walking at the same speed on a treadmill. In addition, the added resistance of the snow can firm and tone the muscles.”

I’m going to assume that ‘soft snow’ means fresh snow that isn’t packed down, so if I go by that, then I really burned something like 318 calories and I’m sure you can see why that makes me smile, especially since yesterday was such a bad day for me. 😀

And I’m also quite happy because last week at the doctor, I weighed 284 pounds, and today at the doctor I weighed 283 pounds. I lost a pound in a week! And actually, probably more. Because I’ve got The Curse this week, and all that water-weight that comes with it. So in a conservative estimate I’ll say that I’m carrying an extra pound from that. And, because of the snow and cold, I was wearing ALL THE CLOTHES, so that may be a little bit more fake-weight. So…I probably lost at least 2 pounds in a week!
I’m totally over yesterday’s fuck-up and I am back on track!



Published April 2, 2014 by Christa the Cupcake

I was bad today. I caved to the cravings. D:


I got a large Dr. Pepper at McDonald’s, and I ate almost half of a container of Alouette Garlic and Herb spreadable cheese. Not the ‘light’ kind. Half of a container is like four servings.

Alouette Garlic-Herb
So that, multiplied by four.
And I ate it on butter crackers. Butter crackers. In 4 Club crackers (which is the serving size) there are 70 calories, 3 grams of fat, 125 milligrams of sodium, 9 grams of carbs, and 1 gram of sugar. And then all that has to be doubled, because I ate at least double the serving size. And there is no nutritional value at all, so I can’t even make an excuse by clinging to scraps of vitamins or fiber content. They have less than 1 gram of both fiber and protein, and no calcium or iron or vitamins A & C.

Oh yeah and I also had some M&Ms.

And then you have to think of dinner- 3 little flour tortillas filled with buttery crab and spinach.

I feel like I totally screwed myself today, and I’m feeling pretty sorry for myself right now. :/

I’ve been under a lot of stress lately, and I’ve been kind of depressed. Stress and depression are two things that make me over-eat. Emotional/Stress eating. They also cause me to crave sugar, like candy, but mostly soda which is how I wound up with the giant Dr. Pepper and why I still want more even though I know how bad and stupid it is for me to give in. 😡 I was raised in a really stressful environment, and my childhood was pretty fucked up. When I was angry or sad or upset in any way, my family (mainly my grandparents) would stuff me with sweets, fizzy drinks, and all kinds of junk food. It made me feel better, so I started eating junk and guzzling soda when I was upset. And that’s a habit that has unfortunately followed me into adulthood. 😦
Now, I’m not trying to make excuses. I’m just trying to explain why.

Today was bad, but I guess what I have to remember is that its not the end of the world.

And I would be smart to remember that too. 🙂

Working Out Kills Bad Feelings

Published March 28, 2014 by Christa the Cupcake

Hey! Hey guys, I discovered something. Working out makes me feel better. I had heard of this phenomenon before, of course, but I dismissed it. How could something so unpleasant make you feel better?
Well, it does.

See, my sister’s doing something bad and stupid. Something so monumentally stupid, selfish, and bad, that I had to edit this post because I am not allowed to talk about it for legal reasons. D:
I thought she was finally getting her life back on track. But I’ll be damned if she didn’t prove me wrong. And she’s doing it all for some stupid man. You know how the joke is that guys think with their dicks? Well, my sister is thinking with her twat. And I know this is going to come back and bite her in the ass. I just hope it doesn’t bite too hard. 😦
For the first time in a long time, I’m not on her side. And that really makes me hurt.

So with all these negative feelings, I’ve felt like crap today. I fruitlessly tried to distract myself, but no dice. So I went and did a bit of a workout, and instantly I felt almost 100% better! Of course, now that I’ve dredged it up to write it down, its filling my head again, and I’m all bent out of shape again. So back to the Sky Glider I go!

I realize this post is more personal than about my diet or anything weight-loss related. But my first instinct was to sit on the couch and watch something mindless on Netflix, while binging on cookies and potato chips and stewing in this pool of anger and worries that my mind mixed up for me. But I didn’t. Instead I went downstairs and sweated till I felt better! My sister’s fuckups are NOT MY PROBLEM, and at least I’m trying to make good choices; at least one of us is trying to make our life better. So, damn it, I’m proud of myself. And I think it was important to write about, so that maybe if someone is reading this, and they just feel like vegging out and feeling sorry for themselves, maybe I will help them realize that they don’t have to. That isn’t their only only option. They can make a positive choice and feel better! If I can do it, anyone can! 😉

A Small Hot Air Balloon, At Most

Published March 27, 2014 by Christa the Cupcake

My darling fiancé saw the title of this blog, and says its not appropriate. He insists I am not a blimp. If I must refer to myself as a type of airborne object, he says I’m just a small hot air balloon, at the very most. I can’t explain to you guys how happy he makes me. I smile and laugh more now with him than at any other time in my life that I can really remember. Its a blessing. 😀

Not much to write about really. Kind of uneventful today. I didn’t eat breakfast at all, which I really don’t like doing. I seem to have more energy if I eat breakfast, even if its small. I prefer it to be small, for what I think are obvious reasons.

But no breakfast because I had a therapist appointment and had to rush out. She let me use the scale, and I was at 284. Three more pounds than last time, three weeks ago? She says its probably just water-weight, and she’s probably right, because its near my period and I am swollen a little. But still, I’m pretty bummed out. 😦
We started a new kind of therapy today, its basically a thought journal. If I have negative emotions, I write them down and then try to deconstruct them to make myself feel better. I think it will be really useful, and maybe I can use it to feel better about the maybe extra 3 pounds.
On the other hand, I worked out for 10 minutes today in the evening. That’s not much, but its more than the last time, and any exercise is better than doing nothing but sitting on my ass. 😉