I have committed to compete as a Figure Competitor for the Spring 2013 season! I'm so excited to take this journey! I'm currently finishing up my 4th week of training. I feel STRONG! Let me back up a second and share with you my "why".
About a year and half ago, I was approached by a fitness coach. She introduced herself to me but I knew exactly who she was. She has an AMAZING personality. People are drawn to her. She is positive, energetic, and intense. She also is a group fitness instructor at my gym. She told me, she liked my work outs and thought that Les Mills's ATTACK would be a perfect companion to my current program. I took her class and her energy was contagious. I was hooked! I saw my body change instantly. I have always been an athlete, and this class felt like "home". She asked me if I had ever thought about competing. Honestly, I had seen those women that compete, and they looked amazing. I hadn't ever pictured myself competing in that sport. Well, that conversation created a spark! I researched everything I could about that sport. My understanding changed from " tan girls on stage" to "athletes competing on stage". I thought about it for a while and decided to make some changes before I committed. That choice was a long and rough road. You can learn more about those experiences HERE and HERE.
That experience changed my life. I learned so much over those 8 months and yet, still in my mind was the opportunity to compete. Krissy offered amazing support to me through that experience. She may not know this, but there were times I pulled from her for strength. Thank you Krissy. The moment I was finally able to move forward, I made the decision to compete this spring.
I have always loved to compete in athletics. As a competitive person, this is the perfect opportunity to push myself and see what I'm really made of. I have already learned so much. I'm all about team Iron Heelz! Krissy Wolfe is the BEST coach available. I'm so excited to be working with her and learn more about my craft.
I'm currently in the building phase. I'm eating clean and training hard and heavy. My work outs make me a little nervous. I get butterflies every time. I'm constantly surprising myself with how strong I really am. I am exhausted by about 7:30 pm. As soon as my head hits the pillow, I'm out! :) It's so amazing to see BIG changes FAST! This is exciting!
My family is behind me all the way! My hubby is wonderful, and he is ready to take this journey WITH me. My kids know that I am working toward some big goals. They can see the choices I make with my meals and they are on board about 60% of the time. :) It's a good thing I set aside a couple days to prep MY food. My oldest son told me the other day that he was proud of me. That was enough motivation for me :) My sister lives in Oregon and is making the trip for my first show. She has been completely supportive since day 1 and I love her for that. I have awesome friends that are excited for me, and are always there to provide tons of encouragement. I know that in order for me to be successful, I need to surround myself with people who are going to support and encourage me. I'm sooo thankful for all of you! Thank you, Thank you!
I have 11 weeks until show time...I hope to post once a week with updates. At the end of this journey, I will post my before and after transformation pictures. Until then, you will get fun gym update pics and journal videos . :) Thanks to all of you for sharing this journey with me!
If you are interested in learning more about the competitive fitness world visit http://www.ironheelz.com/
Thanks so much!!!
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Thursday, January 10, 2013
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Just me...the end.
It's been a very long time since I first posted about my personal struggle. In THIS article posted back in April, I shared a VERY personal experience with ALL of you. If you haven't read "Just Me", do so before you continue reading this. I was just re-reading that article and it brought me to tears. So many emotions came flooding back. I was a little surprised. This post will be an extension of my previous post. I'm throwing out a disclaimer! This post may contain some information you don't want to know about! It's personal and graphic. With that said, let me continue.
Some of you may be wondering, "her last post was in April, why continue this article now in November?". Honestly, I have been struggling with this issue since then! Back in April, we were packing 2 small tunnel wounds with hopes of them closing in a few weeks. I was to then have a new implant reinserted. Oh, if that was only the case...
Three weeks later we had our visit with my Dr. We thought we would get some stitches and schedule my last surgery. It was a pretty exciting day to start. When the Dr. looked over everything, he seemed pleased with the healing process. He took one last look before setting me up for stitches. To my horror he found some more of that infected tissue. He took a better look, and realized that there had been no healing. I was just developing that gross tissue. He then decided to operate. He numbed me up with several local shots and a block that he inserted through my ribs. The goal of this surgery was to clear out ALL of the infected tissue and create a healthy breast pocket. In order to achieve this, he had to scrape out all of my existing tissue. We were going to make a pocket that could be easily and more importantly, efficiently "packed". Doing this would allow me to heal correctly. Now, the process of scraping out the tissue was extremely disturbing. I could feel the pressure of pulling flesh. The sound was by far the worst. It sounded like someone was tearing cardboard right next to my ear.
When the Dr. was finished, I had a hole that was 4 inches deep and 3 inches wide. My entire breast pocket was open. We could fit 6 4X4 inch gos sheets inside, and that is exactly what we did. We had to pack that wound 3 times a day until it healed completely. To top this day off, I was put on some HEAVY antibiotics. These are the same ones they give you if you were exposed to anthrax. Needless to say, they made me sick.
That night when we got home, we were to change the gos. I will never forget this experience and the totall panic that came with it. As Greg removed the first 5 sheets, things seemed fine. The last sheet was crammed deep, he had a very hard time getting to it. Once, he got it out, the blood started pouring out of my chest. I was instantly light headed. I have never seen that much blood. It kept pouring out! Greg had to apply pressure on my freshly operated breast for 5 minutes. It was excruciating! He did this twice, and the bleeding stopped. We then had to replace the 6 sheets of gos. At this point, we were both in tears, and questioning this decision we made. I was put back on pain meds. Something, I wanted to avoid but couldn't.
The process of packing this wound went on for a few more months. The pain I had in my chest never went away fully. After a couple months, we reassessed my healing. For some reason, it was extremely slow. I was on and off those harsh antibiotics. There was still evidence of an infection. The opening at the base of my breast was actually healing faster than the wound. He had to cut it open a few times. I would travel up to Ogden everyday so Greg could change my gos. This party got old fast!
My training became hit or miss. My energy levels were all over the place. The medication I was on was making me crazy! I became mildly addicted to the pain meds. and went through withdrawal symptoms for about 3 days. I felt miserable. I hated the way my body looked. The negative self talk was in full force. The most frustrating thing was that my physical appearance was out of my control. I second guessed my decision almost every day. The biggest question I had was, "What if...?" I cried myself to sleep many nights. I felt weak. Right when I was about to roll over in my self pity, my sister sent me a package in the mail. She has no idea (until she reads this) how much her thoughtfulness did for me. It gave me the boost I needed. It reminded me that this was all for a reason. I could either just "get through" this or I could "embrace the challenge" and learn from it. I developed new relationships and friendships because of this experience. My friends rallied around me and always offered words of encouragement. I greatly appreciate all of you! (you know who you are)
As time went on, I was finally able to weight train at full capacity. My healing had progressed enough that the Dr. allowed me to finally work out! This was a BLESSING! I finally got to do what I LOVED! Things started to settle down a bit. I had figured out a way to "stuff" my bra to make me look as even as possible. I decided, I could do this! I started to see some of my muscle tone come back. I was being patient. It's amazing what an attitude adjustment can do!
A couple more months went by. The healing process was taking way too long. I called the Dr to see if there was anything else I could do to speed up the process. He called back, and gave me two options;
A: He would open me up in his office, and see if he could get a better look at what was causing the slow healing
OR
B: I would go to the hospital so he could really open me up to see what was going on.
Greg and I decided to go with option B. That was the best decision we made! We scheduled my operation with hopes that he would be able to clear out whatever was the problem, and we could start packing again.
This was surgery #4 for me! It was a success. The Dr. found deep inside my ribs, more of that infectious tissue. There would have been no way for him to find it, had I not had this surgery. My prayers were answered. Another bonus was, I was without a hole!!! I was all sewn up! I had a drainage tube in place but that was removed 1 week after surgery. It had been 7 months since the last time I was without a "hole".
The next step in my journey was to let my newly operated on breast tissue soften. The Dr. wanted to see me back 4 weeks post surgery. If everything looked good, we would talk about the next step, a tissue expander. Those next 4 weeks were great! Things were finally moving forward! It had been 7 1/2 months since my first surgery. I was prepared for the tissue expander. The expander was to be inserted and then slowly filled until the skin had expanded larger than the needed size for my implant. This process was estimated to take 6-8 weeks. I was ready for it! I saw the Dr. and things were healing great! We scheduled my expander surgery for 1 week. I was excited! I was almost done! The day of the surgery, I had a really good feeling. I felt a tremendous amount of comfort. When I woke up, the first thing I did was feel my breast. It was bigger than I thought it would be. I was confused. The nurse kept saying I had a right breast augmentation. I argued that it was a tissue expander. My Dr. overheard us and shared the best news with me. He was able to put a new implant in and skip the expander. I had another drainage tube in place but that was something I could easily handle. Now, everyone seemed to know my "story" at the hospital. Each one of the nurses, my anesthesiologist, and surgical assistants congratulated me and celebrated with me. I was completely overwhelmed! My emotions were all over the place. I was finally finished! Now, I'm a planner. I had everything all worked out as far as my training schedule goes. I was now 8 weeks ahead schedule!
I had strict orders from the Dr. to not do anything. I did exactly as I was instructed. I was not about to do anything to mess this up. 1 week after surgery, the drain came out! I had 5 more weeks of recovery ahead of me. I did talk my Dr. into letting me ride a stationary bike. So, that is what I did for 5 weeks! Need less to say, I'm so over the bike! I did appreciate my recovery on it though.
6 weeks after surgery, I meet with my Dr. He was extremely pleased with my healing. Everything was settling nicely and faster than he thought it would. We all celebrated in his office! Dr. Sellers is an amazing surgeon. I know the Lord had a hand in my decision to choose him. Everyone there was supportive and understanding. I greatly appreciate each of them. I received full clearance to train at 100%. It was the best day ever! It had been 8 months since day 1 of this journey for me. I hope and pray I never forget all aspects of this experience. I hope I can apply what I have learned to my life each day. It changed me forever. I do not regret my decision back in February. In fact, I would do it over again. My loving husband Greg, is my hero. He held my hand, and wiped the tears. I'm grateful for my sister and her support long distance. I love you Erin! I'm blessed to have a great neighbor friend who was more than willing to offer an ear or even help in the gos changes. I'm blessed to have made new friendships. These ladies are awesome and they inspired me. Thank you.
I have started a new journey about 3 weeks ago. Before this all started, I was preparing for my first photo shoot. I am focused on getting my body where I want it to be, photo ready. I am documenting this journey and will be sharing it right here! I will be including work outs, and nutrition plans that I will be implementing. I'm starting off with Body by Blue! My "before" pics were taken, and I look forward to sharing them right next to my "after" shot! It feels so good to be back!
I hope there is someone out there that reads this and can pull something positive from it. I learned that I could do hard things, pain is temporary, and attitude is everything. Each of us has something we are struggling with. For some it's their weight, others have health issues, or even problems at home. We need to rally together to support and encourage each other. I couldn't have done it alone.
To celebrate, I'm extending my 2 for 1 offer! Visit HERE to take advantage of this opportunity! You have until Thanksgiving day to redeem!
Thanks to all!
Some of you may be wondering, "her last post was in April, why continue this article now in November?". Honestly, I have been struggling with this issue since then! Back in April, we were packing 2 small tunnel wounds with hopes of them closing in a few weeks. I was to then have a new implant reinserted. Oh, if that was only the case...
Three weeks later we had our visit with my Dr. We thought we would get some stitches and schedule my last surgery. It was a pretty exciting day to start. When the Dr. looked over everything, he seemed pleased with the healing process. He took one last look before setting me up for stitches. To my horror he found some more of that infected tissue. He took a better look, and realized that there had been no healing. I was just developing that gross tissue. He then decided to operate. He numbed me up with several local shots and a block that he inserted through my ribs. The goal of this surgery was to clear out ALL of the infected tissue and create a healthy breast pocket. In order to achieve this, he had to scrape out all of my existing tissue. We were going to make a pocket that could be easily and more importantly, efficiently "packed". Doing this would allow me to heal correctly. Now, the process of scraping out the tissue was extremely disturbing. I could feel the pressure of pulling flesh. The sound was by far the worst. It sounded like someone was tearing cardboard right next to my ear.
When the Dr. was finished, I had a hole that was 4 inches deep and 3 inches wide. My entire breast pocket was open. We could fit 6 4X4 inch gos sheets inside, and that is exactly what we did. We had to pack that wound 3 times a day until it healed completely. To top this day off, I was put on some HEAVY antibiotics. These are the same ones they give you if you were exposed to anthrax. Needless to say, they made me sick.
That night when we got home, we were to change the gos. I will never forget this experience and the totall panic that came with it. As Greg removed the first 5 sheets, things seemed fine. The last sheet was crammed deep, he had a very hard time getting to it. Once, he got it out, the blood started pouring out of my chest. I was instantly light headed. I have never seen that much blood. It kept pouring out! Greg had to apply pressure on my freshly operated breast for 5 minutes. It was excruciating! He did this twice, and the bleeding stopped. We then had to replace the 6 sheets of gos. At this point, we were both in tears, and questioning this decision we made. I was put back on pain meds. Something, I wanted to avoid but couldn't.
The process of packing this wound went on for a few more months. The pain I had in my chest never went away fully. After a couple months, we reassessed my healing. For some reason, it was extremely slow. I was on and off those harsh antibiotics. There was still evidence of an infection. The opening at the base of my breast was actually healing faster than the wound. He had to cut it open a few times. I would travel up to Ogden everyday so Greg could change my gos. This party got old fast!
My training became hit or miss. My energy levels were all over the place. The medication I was on was making me crazy! I became mildly addicted to the pain meds. and went through withdrawal symptoms for about 3 days. I felt miserable. I hated the way my body looked. The negative self talk was in full force. The most frustrating thing was that my physical appearance was out of my control. I second guessed my decision almost every day. The biggest question I had was, "What if...?" I cried myself to sleep many nights. I felt weak. Right when I was about to roll over in my self pity, my sister sent me a package in the mail. She has no idea (until she reads this) how much her thoughtfulness did for me. It gave me the boost I needed. It reminded me that this was all for a reason. I could either just "get through" this or I could "embrace the challenge" and learn from it. I developed new relationships and friendships because of this experience. My friends rallied around me and always offered words of encouragement. I greatly appreciate all of you! (you know who you are)
As time went on, I was finally able to weight train at full capacity. My healing had progressed enough that the Dr. allowed me to finally work out! This was a BLESSING! I finally got to do what I LOVED! Things started to settle down a bit. I had figured out a way to "stuff" my bra to make me look as even as possible. I decided, I could do this! I started to see some of my muscle tone come back. I was being patient. It's amazing what an attitude adjustment can do!
A couple more months went by. The healing process was taking way too long. I called the Dr to see if there was anything else I could do to speed up the process. He called back, and gave me two options;
A: He would open me up in his office, and see if he could get a better look at what was causing the slow healing
OR
B: I would go to the hospital so he could really open me up to see what was going on.
Greg and I decided to go with option B. That was the best decision we made! We scheduled my operation with hopes that he would be able to clear out whatever was the problem, and we could start packing again.
This was surgery #4 for me! It was a success. The Dr. found deep inside my ribs, more of that infectious tissue. There would have been no way for him to find it, had I not had this surgery. My prayers were answered. Another bonus was, I was without a hole!!! I was all sewn up! I had a drainage tube in place but that was removed 1 week after surgery. It had been 7 months since the last time I was without a "hole".
The next step in my journey was to let my newly operated on breast tissue soften. The Dr. wanted to see me back 4 weeks post surgery. If everything looked good, we would talk about the next step, a tissue expander. Those next 4 weeks were great! Things were finally moving forward! It had been 7 1/2 months since my first surgery. I was prepared for the tissue expander. The expander was to be inserted and then slowly filled until the skin had expanded larger than the needed size for my implant. This process was estimated to take 6-8 weeks. I was ready for it! I saw the Dr. and things were healing great! We scheduled my expander surgery for 1 week. I was excited! I was almost done! The day of the surgery, I had a really good feeling. I felt a tremendous amount of comfort. When I woke up, the first thing I did was feel my breast. It was bigger than I thought it would be. I was confused. The nurse kept saying I had a right breast augmentation. I argued that it was a tissue expander. My Dr. overheard us and shared the best news with me. He was able to put a new implant in and skip the expander. I had another drainage tube in place but that was something I could easily handle. Now, everyone seemed to know my "story" at the hospital. Each one of the nurses, my anesthesiologist, and surgical assistants congratulated me and celebrated with me. I was completely overwhelmed! My emotions were all over the place. I was finally finished! Now, I'm a planner. I had everything all worked out as far as my training schedule goes. I was now 8 weeks ahead schedule!
I had strict orders from the Dr. to not do anything. I did exactly as I was instructed. I was not about to do anything to mess this up. 1 week after surgery, the drain came out! I had 5 more weeks of recovery ahead of me. I did talk my Dr. into letting me ride a stationary bike. So, that is what I did for 5 weeks! Need less to say, I'm so over the bike! I did appreciate my recovery on it though.
6 weeks after surgery, I meet with my Dr. He was extremely pleased with my healing. Everything was settling nicely and faster than he thought it would. We all celebrated in his office! Dr. Sellers is an amazing surgeon. I know the Lord had a hand in my decision to choose him. Everyone there was supportive and understanding. I greatly appreciate each of them. I received full clearance to train at 100%. It was the best day ever! It had been 8 months since day 1 of this journey for me. I hope and pray I never forget all aspects of this experience. I hope I can apply what I have learned to my life each day. It changed me forever. I do not regret my decision back in February. In fact, I would do it over again. My loving husband Greg, is my hero. He held my hand, and wiped the tears. I'm grateful for my sister and her support long distance. I love you Erin! I'm blessed to have a great neighbor friend who was more than willing to offer an ear or even help in the gos changes. I'm blessed to have made new friendships. These ladies are awesome and they inspired me. Thank you.
I have started a new journey about 3 weeks ago. Before this all started, I was preparing for my first photo shoot. I am focused on getting my body where I want it to be, photo ready. I am documenting this journey and will be sharing it right here! I will be including work outs, and nutrition plans that I will be implementing. I'm starting off with Body by Blue! My "before" pics were taken, and I look forward to sharing them right next to my "after" shot! It feels so good to be back!
I hope there is someone out there that reads this and can pull something positive from it. I learned that I could do hard things, pain is temporary, and attitude is everything. Each of us has something we are struggling with. For some it's their weight, others have health issues, or even problems at home. We need to rally together to support and encourage each other. I couldn't have done it alone.
To celebrate, I'm extending my 2 for 1 offer! Visit HERE to take advantage of this opportunity! You have until Thanksgiving day to redeem!
Thanks to all!
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Just me...
WOW! It has been a LONG time. I must warn you, this post is VERY personal to me, and may be more information than you want to know. Serioulsy, I think I might be a little crazy to post this but I feel it's important. Now that the disclaimer is out of the way, let me explain where I have been and why it has been so LONG. There has been a turn of events in my life that has created a great deal of stress, physical pain and emotional chaos.
Let's start with where we left off. I was getting ready to take my CPT exam and be in my first fitness photo shoot. I was well beyond "right on track" with diet and training to be in the best shape possible for my shoot. I contemplated a decision that would change my life. I decided to take this rather large window of opportunity to have what is know to be cosmetic, but in my case and mind was corrective surgery. I decided to have a breast augmentation and a lift, to restore what I once had pre-kids. This is something I have been wanting to do for several years. February 14th, I went in for what I thought would be the best Valentines Day present ever. I went home that night and began the recovery process. It went well for about 4 days. I started to bleed on day 5. I had developed a hematoma. This is one of the risks involved in this type of surgery. It was simply draining on its own. After 3 weeks of "draining" it finally stopped. It left however a rather large hole that exposed my implant. I was to then undergo a corrective surgery where they would go in and make sure all of the remaining blood was gone, and correct my incision. That surgery went well. I was sent home with a drainage tube attached and actually felt pretty good. I was to change the tubes as they filled. We went through all of the tubes a little too soon. I had developed a seroma. (it's the same thing as a hematoma, the only difference is the red blood cell count) We went and saw the Dr. and the excess fluid built up inside and created pressure on my new incision. Note! My skin in that area was already very thin. So, the incision had started to open again. They acted fast and very carefully gave me 9 stitches and instructed me to do absolutely nothing for the next 4 days to see if the stitches would hold. Needless to say, they didn't. The only other option at this point was to remove the implant, sew me up and let the area completely heal. That is what we did. So for the next week and half, I changed drainage tubes. The drainage tube actually became the problem and my skin started to open up yet again. They removed the tube, and I was to now left with an open wound. My husband was instructed to pack this wound that runs along the bottom of my breast in both directions. This was very uncomfortable. My hubby was a super star! He did most of the changing. Over this time I had developed some chest inflammation and back pain. We all thought this was a result of the trauma to my chest. As time went on, it got worse. I actually went to a chiropractor who then explained to me that it was an "out of place" rib! (?) He proceed to "treat" me. However, The pain elevated to excruciating. I could not move and had a hard time breathing. After a week or so, I finally decided to see my Family Dr. I explained to him my situation and history. He then told me that it was simply just inflammation and that, in time, it would heal. So, over that weekend, I started to feel a little better. We had an appointment with my surgeon on Monday to finally give me stitches and let me heal. I went in on Monday and he discovered some crazy tissue that was developing. He searched for the source and found a "tunnel" that went all of the way to the top of my breast. He numbed me up and had to "clean"out all of the bad tissue. The good news is, this was the source of my chest and back pain! So, now I have a 4 inch opening at the bottom of my breast that has 2 holes my amazing husband packs with gauss 2 times a day. One hole is 2 inches wide and goes 4 inches up. The other is a small tunnel that bends up the side. The whole process takes 15-30 minutes and is extremely mentally exhausting. We don't know how long it will take this wound to heal. It could be 2-4 weeks. We are just taking it one day at a time. I have finally been able to focus and get off medications. I feel so much better now that the chest and back pain is fading. During the past 10 weeks, I have had to put off everything I loved. No playing with the kids, and no weight training or cardio training, and no volleyball. I was depressed. I lost 8 lbs of mass, and have had no appetite. My kids have suffered too. They have had to deal with a grumpy mom that was constantly in pain and always exhausted. I had turned into someone I thought I would NEVER become. I had hit the bottom. With the support of my husband, family, and friends, I was able to pick myself up and dust myself off. I'm not the type of person that "regrets" anything. Our mistakes make us who we are. I don't regret this decision. I am still very hopeful in the end result. I don't blaim anyone, this is all just strange and it happened to me. I personally feel that I am meant to learn something from this experience. I plan to take it all in and make the best of it. I hope to be done with all of this in the next 8 weeks. I CAN do this! I CAN do anything I set my mind to! Now that my mind is in the right spot, everyday gets easier. I hope to start cardio training by the end of next week! I'm excited to take that step. I want to personally thank all of my family and friends that have supported me, and said kind, motivating words to encourage me. I love you all. I hope there is someone who reads this and can draw strength from it. So, that is what I have been up to for the past 10 weeks, but I'm BACK! I'm excited to get moving again. I NEED this!
I do have some GREAT news in the mist of all of this chaos! I was finally able to take my CPT exam today. I PASSED! It's officially, official. So, I will be announcing the winners of the contest in 1 week. That will give any of you a chance to catch up or go beyond. To do so, go to the "contest" label on the right and it will give you all of the post that have contest challenges included. GOOD LUCK! I'm so excited to wrap this up! I apologize for this taking soooo long and I appreciate the support!
Let's start with where we left off. I was getting ready to take my CPT exam and be in my first fitness photo shoot. I was well beyond "right on track" with diet and training to be in the best shape possible for my shoot. I contemplated a decision that would change my life. I decided to take this rather large window of opportunity to have what is know to be cosmetic, but in my case and mind was corrective surgery. I decided to have a breast augmentation and a lift, to restore what I once had pre-kids. This is something I have been wanting to do for several years. February 14th, I went in for what I thought would be the best Valentines Day present ever. I went home that night and began the recovery process. It went well for about 4 days. I started to bleed on day 5. I had developed a hematoma. This is one of the risks involved in this type of surgery. It was simply draining on its own. After 3 weeks of "draining" it finally stopped. It left however a rather large hole that exposed my implant. I was to then undergo a corrective surgery where they would go in and make sure all of the remaining blood was gone, and correct my incision. That surgery went well. I was sent home with a drainage tube attached and actually felt pretty good. I was to change the tubes as they filled. We went through all of the tubes a little too soon. I had developed a seroma. (it's the same thing as a hematoma, the only difference is the red blood cell count) We went and saw the Dr. and the excess fluid built up inside and created pressure on my new incision. Note! My skin in that area was already very thin. So, the incision had started to open again. They acted fast and very carefully gave me 9 stitches and instructed me to do absolutely nothing for the next 4 days to see if the stitches would hold. Needless to say, they didn't. The only other option at this point was to remove the implant, sew me up and let the area completely heal. That is what we did. So for the next week and half, I changed drainage tubes. The drainage tube actually became the problem and my skin started to open up yet again. They removed the tube, and I was to now left with an open wound. My husband was instructed to pack this wound that runs along the bottom of my breast in both directions. This was very uncomfortable. My hubby was a super star! He did most of the changing. Over this time I had developed some chest inflammation and back pain. We all thought this was a result of the trauma to my chest. As time went on, it got worse. I actually went to a chiropractor who then explained to me that it was an "out of place" rib! (?) He proceed to "treat" me. However, The pain elevated to excruciating. I could not move and had a hard time breathing. After a week or so, I finally decided to see my Family Dr. I explained to him my situation and history. He then told me that it was simply just inflammation and that, in time, it would heal. So, over that weekend, I started to feel a little better. We had an appointment with my surgeon on Monday to finally give me stitches and let me heal. I went in on Monday and he discovered some crazy tissue that was developing. He searched for the source and found a "tunnel" that went all of the way to the top of my breast. He numbed me up and had to "clean"out all of the bad tissue. The good news is, this was the source of my chest and back pain! So, now I have a 4 inch opening at the bottom of my breast that has 2 holes my amazing husband packs with gauss 2 times a day. One hole is 2 inches wide and goes 4 inches up. The other is a small tunnel that bends up the side. The whole process takes 15-30 minutes and is extremely mentally exhausting. We don't know how long it will take this wound to heal. It could be 2-4 weeks. We are just taking it one day at a time. I have finally been able to focus and get off medications. I feel so much better now that the chest and back pain is fading. During the past 10 weeks, I have had to put off everything I loved. No playing with the kids, and no weight training or cardio training, and no volleyball. I was depressed. I lost 8 lbs of mass, and have had no appetite. My kids have suffered too. They have had to deal with a grumpy mom that was constantly in pain and always exhausted. I had turned into someone I thought I would NEVER become. I had hit the bottom. With the support of my husband, family, and friends, I was able to pick myself up and dust myself off. I'm not the type of person that "regrets" anything. Our mistakes make us who we are. I don't regret this decision. I am still very hopeful in the end result. I don't blaim anyone, this is all just strange and it happened to me. I personally feel that I am meant to learn something from this experience. I plan to take it all in and make the best of it. I hope to be done with all of this in the next 8 weeks. I CAN do this! I CAN do anything I set my mind to! Now that my mind is in the right spot, everyday gets easier. I hope to start cardio training by the end of next week! I'm excited to take that step. I want to personally thank all of my family and friends that have supported me, and said kind, motivating words to encourage me. I love you all. I hope there is someone who reads this and can draw strength from it. So, that is what I have been up to for the past 10 weeks, but I'm BACK! I'm excited to get moving again. I NEED this!
I do have some GREAT news in the mist of all of this chaos! I was finally able to take my CPT exam today. I PASSED! It's officially, official. So, I will be announcing the winners of the contest in 1 week. That will give any of you a chance to catch up or go beyond. To do so, go to the "contest" label on the right and it will give you all of the post that have contest challenges included. GOOD LUCK! I'm so excited to wrap this up! I apologize for this taking soooo long and I appreciate the support!
Thanks for your support!
-Amy
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Building Strength
First of all...where have I been? I have been studying like crazy, training harder than normal, watching my little guy learn to walk, and putting together a "virtual training package" for long distance clients! Whoot Whoot! All of this hard work is paying off. I'm down 5 lbs since I started this! This is probably the hardest most grueling thing I have done. There are some days I think to myself, "I'm fine with where I'm at" and then the reality of a camera pointed at me hits and I focus my efforts in clean eating and busting my booty at the gym. It's come down to what I eat and when. There are days I'm exhausted and so some tweaking is needed but I think I have got it down. With that...I have a recipe to share. These are Chocolate Peanut Butter Oat muffins! Awesome for BREAKFAST! Perfect combo of protein, carb and healthy fat!
Mix the dry ingredients together in a large bowl. Then add the egg whites, peanut butter and water. Stir until mixed well. Scoop into a muffin pan coated with cooking spray (they are pretty sticky) Bake at 350 for 25 mins.
Chocolate Peanut Butter Oat Muffins
1 cup oatmeal
6 egg whites
1 scoop of choc. protein powder
2 tsp pure cocoa powder
1 Tbsp Stevia
1/4 tsp of baking powder
2 Tbsp of NATURAL peanut butter
1/3 cup water
(Makes 6 muffins)
Mix the dry ingredients together in a large bowl. Then add the egg whites, peanut butter and water. Stir until mixed well. Scoop into a muffin pan coated with cooking spray (they are pretty sticky) Bake at 350 for 25 mins.
Info per serving:
Calories 177
Protein 22g
Carbs 11g
Fat 5 g
Source: GO HERE
These look really runny in the bowl but they bake up very nicely! Great for the Kids too ENJOY!
As for my Training...I have added several different interupts to help keep my body in that fat burning zone. For example: I wanted to see more muscle definiton in my legs so I added 30 jump lunges and 10 body squats in between each super set. When my work out was complete, I ended up doing 360 jump lunges and 120 body squats every day for 5 training day. I lost 1.5 pounds that week and 1/2 inch in each of my thighs. I was happy!
I also added some more cardio. When I say cardio some people automatically think of the treadmill or the elliptical. I hate the ellipitcal. I think it's a joke. The only time you will see me on one of those is for some recovery time and for some rage of motion with my knees. However, I can accomplish that on a BIKE! Sorry about my little rant...I decided to add a BODYSTEP class to my workout. I worked it in for Saturday mornings. This class works my "problem" areas (legs and booty) while keeping my heart rate up. I love it! One more way I added cardio in was by adding 1-2 quick 15 min HIIT session. I LOVE IT as well. I'm on a steady 1 pound per week pace. That puts me right on target.
If you are looking for a boost in your work out, try adding in the jump lunges and body squats. Or simply add in 2-3 HIIT sessions after your work outs. GO HERE for a great example. It WORKS!
Now for chest excersies:
I suggested negative only push ups the other day on Facebook...
The best way to build strength in an area is to do Negative only reps. For example, I'm working on my chin ups. In order to build extra strength, I start in the "up" postition and slowly lower myself down in a 4 sec. count. I do 3 sets of 8-10. You can use this for push ups as well. Start in push up postion and drop down quickly but controlled and raise yourself slowly to a 4 second count. 3 sets of 10 will get you off of your knees while doing push ups in NO TIME! The flat bench chest press: start with weights directily above you, lower as fast as you can controled and push up slowly. To make this a little more advanced, do alternating arms. Keep the opposite arm locked while pressing the other. You see where I'm going with this...I will have example videos up soon. Until then....
Thanks ladies!
CONTEST: It's almost over! Try the Neg. only Push ups and tell me what you think. 5 POINTS
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Strong Back
This has been a crazy week for me...I wanted to show you some of my back exercises but I could never work out a time to have my super cute camera guy, aka hubby, to help me. So you get something a little better. I'm going to share with you my biggest success secret, Her name is Flavia Delmonte. She is awesome! I have achieve 90% of my success so far from her work outs. There now you know! She has inspired me to think "outside of the box" in fitness. I have learned so much from her. You can learn more about Flavia RIGHT HERE. So on to her back exercises. I have done this and LOVE it! Give it a try and let me know what you think. NOTE: you can substitute the barbell for dumbbells at home.
GOOD LUCK!
Inspired by my personal push up challenge (if you don't know what I'm talking about visit the "my push up challenge" page above) I wanted to show you a few chest exercises with some arm work outs that will help you increase your push ups as well. I will have that for you ASAP!
Honestly, I will only be posting once a week until I can get my CPT certification done. I'm focusing my energy there. However, I do post fun little pick me ups on my Facebook page. Please show some love and stay connected by "like" ing my page VISIT HERE
A little personal update: I'm excited to share that I will be doing my first photo shoot in MARCH! I have 12 weeks to get photo ready. I have some help from a couple trainers that I LOVE! I get some very helpful info from them. I wanted to share this experience here with you as well! I'm excited! The Purify detox/cleanse system was an awesome way to jump start this journey. I lost 2 lbs and nearly 1% of body fat for my first week. This is from an already lean state. By using that system my body is now completely ready to function at 100%. This will be FUN!
My new favorite snack: I love ice cream! especially when I'm watching a movie. Now obviously I won't be eating ice cream for a while so I came up with this sweet treat.
Berry Frozen Yogurt
1 cup plain Greek yogurt
1/2 cup berries
1 tbsp Stevia
Mix well and place in freezer until semi frozen
Delightful!
I usually share this portion with my hubby:)
CONTEST: Try these back exercises and let me know what you think! 10 POINTS Leave another sweet (sugar free) recipe in the comments and receive 5 POINTS
Thanks Ladies!
Saturday, September 17, 2011
I'm back!
It took me about 5 months after having baby#5 to get this back, but I DID IT! And no, I didn't do 1000 sit ups. Stay tuned and I will tell you all my secrets. Also, I'm starting an all natural detox/cleanse system on Sunday. I will be sharing my experience right here. I'm a little nervous because I have never done one before, but I'm always up for trying something new. Check this website out! www.zrii.com/purify Welcome!
This is the first of many post that I hope you find helpful. I have had five kids in the last eight years and have had to loose a total of 200 pounds. After each one of my kids, I was able to return back to my pre-pregnancy weight. I used several different methods to do so. Some of which got me there faster than others. I kept a journal and I'm now sharing it with you.
A lot of you know me and know that I have always had an active lifestyle. I was a super star High School athlete. I went on to play college volleyball for two years, and then moved home to marry my best friend and #1 supporter. We started our family a short time after that and my active lifestyle took a back seat. My first pregnancy was great and I only needed to loose 25 pounds. I did this by running on the treadmill while my new baby was asleep in the swing next to me. This weight came off super fast. I was 22 years old and didn't pay much attention to what I ate either. It WAS awesome! I thought baby #2 would be just as easy. Well, not so much. I was super sick and laid around all day. I stopped running and ate WHATEVER the "baby" wanted. It was great! Once baby #2 got here and the dust settled, I hopped on the scale to see what kind of damage control I would need to do. I was SHOCKED, I needed to loose 50 pounds! My first thought was "What the ...how did that happen?" Then it all came back to me. I was 24 years old and thought that maybe this time I should try a "diet" so I picked Weight Watchers. My mom and sister in law had great success with this diet. So I came up with a game plan and started working it out. I counted my points and ran on the treadmill everyday. The weight came off pretty quickly but with more effort than the last time. It took me 6 months to do it. We then received a surprise. We found out we were pregnant with baby #3. WOW! ok, so in my mind I thought, "I just lost all that weight!" Well, I gained it all back plus 10 more. This time around we decided to get a gym membership. I lost all 60 while counting points and doing cardio only exercises. It was really difficult, and took me about 8 months. There were a lot of tears and days I messed up, but I did it. I added weight training to my work outs and achieved things I thought I never would after having kids. It made a big difference. The weight started to melt off. We decided to have baby#4 while staying active with a cardio / weight training program. I only needed to loose 40 pounds when all was said and done. That was a big improvement! I guess I was doing something right. I got more involved with weight training and changed up my cardio a little. I studied nutrition and developed a new insight on food. I was able to loose all 40 pounds plus 10 more in half the time. My body look better than it did when I first got married. I had great muscle tone. I felt TERRIFIC, and loved the way I looked. When baby #5 came to mind, I will admit there were some selfish feelings. I didn't want to give up what I had worked so hard for, my body. I quickly overcame those feelings and developed yet another game plan for that pregnancy. I watched what I ate and continued my work outs. When our family was finally complete, I only had 25 pounds to loose and I quickly lost them! I then made some more changes to my diet and weight training exercises and have been able to crush my previous personal stats.
With all this said, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I know what it takes and I have been able to do it 5 times! I hope with the information I share here someone will find motivation or use one of my technique's and find success. Thanks so much, and I look forward to sharing!
A lot of you know me and know that I have always had an active lifestyle. I was a super star High School athlete. I went on to play college volleyball for two years, and then moved home to marry my best friend and #1 supporter. We started our family a short time after that and my active lifestyle took a back seat. My first pregnancy was great and I only needed to loose 25 pounds. I did this by running on the treadmill while my new baby was asleep in the swing next to me. This weight came off super fast. I was 22 years old and didn't pay much attention to what I ate either. It WAS awesome! I thought baby #2 would be just as easy. Well, not so much. I was super sick and laid around all day. I stopped running and ate WHATEVER the "baby" wanted. It was great! Once baby #2 got here and the dust settled, I hopped on the scale to see what kind of damage control I would need to do. I was SHOCKED, I needed to loose 50 pounds! My first thought was "What the ...how did that happen?" Then it all came back to me. I was 24 years old and thought that maybe this time I should try a "diet" so I picked Weight Watchers. My mom and sister in law had great success with this diet. So I came up with a game plan and started working it out. I counted my points and ran on the treadmill everyday. The weight came off pretty quickly but with more effort than the last time. It took me 6 months to do it. We then received a surprise. We found out we were pregnant with baby #3. WOW! ok, so in my mind I thought, "I just lost all that weight!" Well, I gained it all back plus 10 more. This time around we decided to get a gym membership. I lost all 60 while counting points and doing cardio only exercises. It was really difficult, and took me about 8 months. There were a lot of tears and days I messed up, but I did it. I added weight training to my work outs and achieved things I thought I never would after having kids. It made a big difference. The weight started to melt off. We decided to have baby#4 while staying active with a cardio / weight training program. I only needed to loose 40 pounds when all was said and done. That was a big improvement! I guess I was doing something right. I got more involved with weight training and changed up my cardio a little. I studied nutrition and developed a new insight on food. I was able to loose all 40 pounds plus 10 more in half the time. My body look better than it did when I first got married. I had great muscle tone. I felt TERRIFIC, and loved the way I looked. When baby #5 came to mind, I will admit there were some selfish feelings. I didn't want to give up what I had worked so hard for, my body. I quickly overcame those feelings and developed yet another game plan for that pregnancy. I watched what I ate and continued my work outs. When our family was finally complete, I only had 25 pounds to loose and I quickly lost them! I then made some more changes to my diet and weight training exercises and have been able to crush my previous personal stats.
With all this said, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I know what it takes and I have been able to do it 5 times! I hope with the information I share here someone will find motivation or use one of my technique's and find success. Thanks so much, and I look forward to sharing!
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