Thursday, February 28, 2013

F&FiF: The End is Nigh ... Sort Of

The shortest month of the year is over, and can I just say? Thank. Heavens. One of the reasons I started this project in February, other than the fact that we were all probably slipping on our NY resolutions, is that I freakin' hate this month. It's cold. It's dark. And other than the post-Valentine's candy sales, there isn't a ton to look forward to. It's the perfect month to get your stuff together, if you can manage to shed your fleece cocoon to do so (I won't lie, I had trouble kicking off the PJ pants and getting active). So, here we are, 28 days later. Thanks for hanging out with me.

I won't lie. I struggled a lot this month, and even though I set realistic goals - life happened. It always does. But I logged more gym time in the past four weeks than in the last year, maybe two. I learned more about what I need to be successful, and what I want to accomplish. And because I was so proud of myself, I treated myself to a new 'do (with a bold new color - I'm pretty good at the "fab" part of the deal).

But just because February is over, we don't have to give up on being fit and fab. In fact, this month only served as a reminder that we are ALL worth the time it takes to feel amazing. Whether that means hitting the treadmill, rejuvenating with yoga, or glamming up with a fancy hairdo.

I would like to thank J and Erika for their help this month, and a special thanks to my friend Kelly, who has been a real-life inspiration as long as I've known her. In fact, she's so special, I'm closing out Fit & Fab in February with some words of advice from her about preparing for your first 5K, which is what I'm in the process of doing.

Chances are, you have at least one annoying friend who loves to run and posts about it all over Facebook. Luckily, Alissa has put up with this behavior from me for long enough that I think I’ve even tempted her to join me on the dark side. When I first started getting healthy, running any distance sounded ludicrous. Why would I want to run when I could drive anywhere I needed to go?

I signed up for a 5K on a whim. I was following an online weight loss plan and I noticed other people were signing up for the race. It seemed like a smart thing to do at the time.  Since I toed the line that day nearly two years ago, I’ve learned a lot about running. I’ve gone on to complete two marathons and a host of other distances, and now I know that my first race could have been a lot more enjoyable had I done some research and prep work. Here are my top-five tips for preparing for your first 5K.

1. Give yourself a few weeks to train. If you don’t run, don’t sign up for a race next weekend. There are 5K races everywhere every weekend. Pick one that is at least six weeks away. Avoid the races that describe themselves as “challenging,” “hilly” or “scenic.”
2. Focus on distance before speed. On race day, you will see people walk the whole thing. Some people might have their pets with them. They might be pushing wheelchairs or strollers. And everyone eventually finishes. You want to train to cover the distance so you can be comfortable on race day and actually enjoy it. There will be time later to improve your speed.
3. Focus on the experience. This should be fun. Again, don’t worry about your finish time. Just think about finishing.
4. Listen to your body. Running can be uncomfortable; it shouldn’t be painful. You shouldn’t feel any shooting, sharp or stabbing pains.
5. Don’t wear the race shirt on race day. Runners are a superstitious bunch. We don’t wear the shirts until after the race is in the book. Plus, you want to wear tried-and-true clothes on race day. Wear the sports bra, shoes, socks and shirt that you’ve worn while training to avoid any unpleasant surprises. Likewise, keep your diet the same leading up to the event. While there will be port-o-potties at the start and finish, now’s not the time to try a new Indian food buffet.

Kelly has been blogging at Kelly the Culinarian for a few years now. She chronicles new healthy bites, decadent desserts and the pursuit of the perfect race. She’ll be chasing her first Ironman 70.3 triathlon finish this summer while following Weight Watchers to avoid the unpleasant increase she experienced after her first marathon.

Three Things Thursday

Ugh, Three Things is hard for me to write today, because it's been a craptacular week in these parts. Nothing major, but the little things all add up. My apologies for the lack of sun shining out of my back end. I'll try not to completely bum everyone out.

1. If you are gluten-free, stop what you're doing right now and get yo'self some GF Bisquick. This was one of the first purchases I made after my diagnosis, and it's continued to be a staple in our pantry. Not only does it make some butt-kicking waffles, it also makes a killer stand-in for the Cheddar Bay biscuits I used to love from Red Lobster (those were the only thing I would eat there). And we discovered this week that it makes some delightful dumplings for chicken and dumpling soup (we just used the dumpling part of the recipe, and I made my own soup base, because I win at chicken soup).

2. Since I live in a world where I spontaneously break into tune, and often find myself making up the words as I go along, I took special delight in Sassy Celiac's video this week. I suggest you check it out, you'll thank me later.

3. Fit & Fab in February is wrapping up ... today-ish. Though I am feeling neither fit nor fab today, I can't wait to get the wrap-up posted, along with another guest post from Kelly!

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Gluten-Free Hockey Night

If you are a regular reader, you probably know that my appreciation for all things sport is essentially non-existent. With one notable exception: Homegirl enjoys hockey. Not sure if it's the satisfying "thwunk" of faces on the glass, or the "come at me, bro" implied by the tossing of the gloves.  Might be both. I always joked that if I could skate, or shoot a puck, or be capable of any athletic attempt, I'd have loved to be a hockey player. Getting paid to wear layers and beat people up? Done.

Luke's always been supportive of this. A few years ago, we'd go to Blackhawks games all the time, since they were practically giving away tickets (actually, I think we did get free tickets a few times). It was before the team was really good, so it was a cheap night out. And also? I love nachos. But then 2010 hit, and they got all good and everything, so tickets got expensive, and we were limited to hockey on TV. Which is less exciting because a) you can't hear people getting slammed into the boards as well, and b) fewer nacho stands.

We managed to snag tickets for Monday night's game to celebrate a good buddy's birthday, and even though I've been feeling like buttcakes for a couple of weeks, I was still excited to go. I heard a rumor that the United Center was gluten-free friendly, and after Luke's trip to U.S. Cellular Field last summer to do GF recon work, I was pumped to see if the UC could keep up.

We hit gold on the first floor:

It's a crummy picture, because neither the hubbs nor I have a decently working camera on our phones, but here's the rundown. This stand, located at about section 116, offers ALL gluten-free treats. They offer hot dogs (and chili dogs) on GF buns, as well as nachos.  If pre-packaged is more your bag, the stand offers everything from Skittles and Popchips to healthier options like pumpkin seeds and Larabars. They also carry Redbridge GF beer and cider.

I'm not sure if the stand is out during other events at the United Center, but I'm assuming it would be. Since they do basketball games as well as concerts and other events (I know they bring the Ringling Bros. circus in ever year), it's nice to know that there are GF options.

Full disclosure: I was feeling really crummy, so I decided not to chance it with nachos (but if I had been feeling better, I totally would). I settled for a bag of Skittles and a bottle of water that I nursed all night. Obviously, you need to decide if you're okay with the risk of cross-contamination, but the stand IS on its own, not combined with a regular, gluteny stand. And they put a statement on the menu board that they take cross-contamination very seriously. If nothing else, there's always Popchips:)

Friday, February 22, 2013

Blogoversaries and Other Milestones

Does Hallmark make belated birthday cards for blogs? Because I definitely missed the one year anniversary of Breaking Up with Captain Crunch. I feel like a crummy blog mom. I should have at least posted gratuitous pictures of GF cupcakes or something. But if I'm being honest, I sort of just forgot. And it wasn't just the blog that hit a milestone last week. So did I. It passed quietly, no fanfare, because I forgot about it, too.

I have no idea how I missed it last week. It slipped past me last Wednesday, as I went about my day, singing songs with my toddler classes, gossiping with my tweens, fighting a cold that seemed intent on bringing me down.

As of February 13, I've been gluten free for a year.

I'm bad with dates anyway (just ask my husband), but this one seemed like one I should mark. Bake a gluten-free cake or something. Write a blog post about how magical and sparkly my life is now. I guess I was just too busy living to even think about it. Which I think is the most telling thing I could write.

I spent the last week fighting a cold, true, but I also logged in several miles at the gym. I hunted ghosts at an abandoned warehouse in the city. I hobnobbed with some wonderful children's book authors. I hosted an evening of Dungeons and Dragons for my nerdy soulmates. I ate chocolate fondue with the fabulous ladies of my family. I went to dinner with friends. A year ago, none of that would have been possible, or fun, for me.

Are there still moments when I curse celiac disease? You betcha. Paczki day was certainly one of them. And sometimes maybe I glare at the Pizza Hut commercials on television, peddling their devil's wares. But thanks to supportive friends and family, and the amazing gluten-free community I've come to know and love, those angry moments are getting to be few and far between.

So happy birthday, blog. Let's pretend there were balloons and pony rides. And maybe gluten-free pizza. Because, well, why not?

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Three Things Thursday

Update: A couple hours after I posted this originally, I found out I made the finals for the WEGO Health Activists Awards for being a Hilarious Health Activist. I'm unbelievably psyched and flattered to be included in such hilarious and activist-y company! I'll let you all know when voting commences, and, in true Chicago fashion, I will encourage you to vote early and vote often.


It really feels like I was just posting Three Things from last week. This means either a) time is flying by or b) I really need to post more often than I do. Maybe both.

1. If you want to read my sappy love story, head on over to Gluten Dude's blog. I'm the feature of the day, but play around a little, because he just revamped the site and it has lots of fun stuff there.

2. I'm officially off Pepsi for a month now. Not to toot my own horn (correction: totally to toot my own horn), but this is the longest I've ever gone without it. To help curb cravings, I'm allowing myself small quantities of ginger ale, but also carbonated water with a splash of fruit juice. You guys, how have I not been doing this for ages? If you are trying to kick regular (or diet) pop, I highly suggest playing around with this technique!

3. Although I am a tried and true RAL girl, sometimes I miss running out to the Walgreens or CVS and being able to nab cheap makeup - but thanks to Physicians Formula, I can now get my mascara and eyeliner fill, gluten freely, of course. I also grabbed some blush and foundation, with "gluten free" right on the label. They're paraben free, too, so huzzah for that. And, right now at CVS, all Physicians Formula products are on sale, buy one, get one 50% off. You're welcome.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

F&FiF: Bringing in the Big Guns

I'm very much a DIY person. In fact, I've uttered the phrase "how hard can it be?" way too many times, and it has led to various and sundry, ahem, adventures. It's gotten me stuck behind my dryer (trying to replace the vent), glued to a hand towel (at home bikini wax - yikes) and sporting a very unique hairstyle (DIY bangs, not as easy as it looks).

I guess you can say I have learned the hard way that you have to know when it's time to call in a professional.

So when I was having a hard time getting my fitness mojo revving, despite the cool Fit & Fab in February graphic and the support of all my lovely readers, I sought to bring in the big guns. As fate would have it, I recently connected to Erika Ervin, a fitness trainer and nutritional consultant, who, by the way, also happens to have celiac disease. She has come up with a program for me to follow that takes into consideration not only my weak-ish body, but my busy schedule and fear of the lunks at the old gymeroo. And because she's a wacky celiacky, too, she gets it waaaaaaaay better than someone who doesn't personally struggle with health issues.

I was supposed to start the program last week full-force, but a pretty gross cold put a hitch in that plan - I only got two of the six days done. So I'm attacking it as hard as I can this week. Erika has already helped me modify some of the moves I know will be problematic, and she's been so great about being encouraging. Now I guess it's just up to me to get movin'.

Special thanks to Erika for taking pity on this poor, out-of-shape soul. Looking for some fit-spiration of your own? You can check out Erika's blog, or find her on Facebook. Full disclosure: She's providing her services to me at no charge, but she does make her living as a personal trainer. Don't live in the great state of Texas? Me neither, but she can do virtual plans via this amazing thing called the Interwebs.

Monday, February 18, 2013

F&FiF: Let's Catch Up

I mean to post a recap of last week on Friday, but it was a crazy day that led into a weekend of busyness. And since it was good busyness, I didn't feel guilty. Because sometimes being fab means just going with the flow of things and getting to be in the moment. This weekend, my "in the moment" included chatting with some great children's book authors, hunting ghosts and eating chocolate fondue with some terrific ladies.

I started last week strong - two straight days of working out. But then I came down with a bit of a cold on Wednesday, and it was all I could do to drag myself to work. So needless to say, I slipped a little. But that's okay, because it's a new week, and I'm armed with a new secret weapon. I'll tell you all about it in another post, but let's just say that sometimes, it's okay to admit you have no idea what you're doing and bring in a professional.

Have you guys been sticking to your goals? Who is feeling fab this week?

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Three Things Thursday: The Looooooove Edition

Happy Valentine's Day, lovebugs. I'm not a big celebrator of this Hallmark holiday, despite my propensity for all things chocolate, pink and covered in glitter. But since all the cool kids are doing it, here's a very special V-Day Three Things.

1. My husband and I (married for 5 years come June) didn't technically date in high school, but for all due intents and purposes, we were high school sweethearts. This makes me feel like a walking cliche, but I couldn't be happier that for more than a decade, my Valentine has also been my best friend (cue the "awwwws").

2. I'm lucky to have someone who is willing to fight my disease with me, and every single day Luke helps me do what it takes to be healthy, whether it's gently reminding me to take my vitamins, guinea-pigging questionable GF products for me, or standing up for me when I don't have the heart to do it for myself. If you or someone you know loves a celiac, check out this video that the Celiac Diva made. It's got some pretty good advice.

3. There's a great list out there for anyone who is looking for some GF Valentine's candy. You might be thinking, "Why on earth would we need this list now? The holiday is almost over!" Two words: Clearance sale. Be safe out there tomorrow rummaging for discount chocolates, kids.

Monday, February 11, 2013

F&FiF: Let's All Run with Kelly

To celebrate us all getting Fit and Fab in February, I'm really excited to get to bring you a series of guest posts from some spectacular folks! This week, our post is from one of my real-life besties and all-around awesome chick, Kelly.
Kelly (in red) and Alissa (angelic as always in white), 2005
 Hi, I’m Kelly, also known as Kelly the Culinarian. Alissa and I go way back to a time where we wore pajamas for 24-hour stretches at least once a week, ate fried chicken fingers with ranch and “fruit” smoothies regularly and thought taco salad day at the faculty cafeteria was the greatest thing ever. Back then, if I went to the gym for a Pilates class, it was promptly followed up with Taco Bell, because I earned it, damn it. And if you ever saw me running, you should run, too, because that mobile meth lab in our apartment parking lot was surely about to blow. 

Two good lookin' ladies, 2008
The summer before our senior year, in which Alissa and I spent 80 percent of our time within 100 feet of one another thanks to both working and living together, I got myself pretty tiny. I’m actually not entirely positive how that happened. I think it was a combination of interning all summer by myself, not being old enough to drink yet and working out for amusement.  I more or less maintained this in grad school because when I lived in Washington, D.C., I walked everywhere.  I was pretty trim for Alissa’s wedding, despite not having a gym membership.
I was never active as a kid and didn’t play sports, so it never occurred to me to workout for fun. I had a membership to a ladies-only gym during my first post-school job, but it wasn’t rigorous enough for me to even sweat, so it didn’t do much for me. I was larger than I had been in school, but I kept it under control until after I got married. The pounds started to add on after that thanks to a lack of activity and crappy eating habits.
I went to Australia for work, which was my turning point. No one there was fluffy like I was. A dress I packed to wear for a night out that I wore in college didn’t fit, either. When I got home, I signed up for and lost four pounds the first week. I lost weight by eating better and using the elliptical in our basement that was gathering dust. A month or two later, I signed up for a 5K without having ever run. Like ever. It’s what people were doing on SparkPeople, so it seemed the next logical step. Plus, I had hit a plateau and was looking for a solution.
When I started training, a term I use loosely, I realized I was in over my head. The first time I ran, I didn’t go far. I looked for places that I could call my husband from to come and pick me up. It took me longer to talk myself into going for a run than it did to complete the run.
When race day came around, I was nervous. The furthest I had gone was a little more than two miles. I asked my husband on the way to the race if anyone had ever died doing a 5K. He assured me they hadn’t.
It took me 34 minutes of huffing and puffing to finish that race. I thought, “Meh. I don’t really get the charm of this whole thing.”
Eventually, something started to change in me. I felt like I wanted to go out for a run. It felt nice to enjoy a brisk morning jog before breakfast. It was invigorating to end the day with a whirl around the block. It was downright empowering to see my times decrease and my mileage increase. I started to try longer distances. My husband and I signed up for a five mile race, then a 10K. I decided to take it further and set my sights on a half marathon. Even as I trained all summer long to cover 13.1 miles, I remember telling my coworkers I could never do a marathon. Who wants to do that much damage to themselves?
Running like a champ

It was only after I finished a half marathon that I started identifying myself as a runner. I may not be fast and I rarely win anything, but running has become part of me. It has taught me to challenge myself in new ways. Running also opened up a door to a whole set of friends and supporters I didn’t know I had. It’s quite difficult to make friends as an adult, especially without children, and running helps bridge that divide.
To date, I’ve completed two marathons, a sprint triathlon and several other distances. I’m working toward completing an Ironman triathlon in 2014. But I’m quick to point out that there’s nothing special about what I do. There’s no secret or magic formula. It just takes a training plan, time and the motivation to get out the door to accomplish any distance. That’s why running is the perfect metaphor for life: You get out of it what you put into it.

Kelly has been blogging about her food, recipes, bargains and adventures since 2007 at Kelly the Culinarian. She’s a social media and PR guru living in the suburbs of Chicago with her husband and bossy Yorkie.

Friday, February 8, 2013

F&FiF: It's Been One Week ...

Anyone else singing the Barenaked Ladies song now? Because I totally am. Regardless. We're one week in to Fit and Fab in February, and I'm loving the response we've gotten here on the blog, on Facebook and on Twitter. Let's keep it going - February's the shortest month, so I'm sure even us slackers can handle it.

I'm pretty proud of my progress this week. I've been to the gym THREE WHOLE TIMES (where's my sticker, dangit?) and logged in a grand total of 7.75 miles. Which might as well be 8 miles. I know. I know. Some people do that on a daily basis, backwards and in heels, or walking uphill both ways. But this was a big step for me (probably several big steps. I need to get a pedometer.).

In order to fully understand my, ahem, aversion to anything involving movement, let me give you some background. Gather 'round, children, and send the squeamish to bed, 'cause every word of this tale is true.

I was born a poor black child as uncoordinated as a baby giraffe, and despite years of my parents' best efforts, I did NOT grow out of it. My mom tried to get me interested in dance as a youngster, and I always willingly participated. In fact, when I was really little, I decided I wanted to be a ballerina when I grew up, so we painted my bedroom a pale, shimmering pink, put framed photos of toe shoes on the walls and signed me up for fancy ballet classes ... which did not go well, as both balance and grace are required to successfully advance in dance (and no, you cannot get by merely on the fact that you like tutus and shoes with ribbon. I tried). After my brief flirtation with ballet, it was a long time before I attempted any sort of physical fitness. I embraced my nerdiness - sought to be the last one picked for any team sport in gym, hoisted my inhaler with pride when it was mile-running day, eschewed team sports for theater and newspaper in high school.

But then I met my husband. An active-ish guy. Who wanted to share his love of sportly things with me. So far, it's resulted in two trips to the emergency room. I went from being a vehement athletic avoider to an earnest athletic attempter. Until I dislocated my rib learning to pitch, sprained my hand and several fingers (as well as busted my engagement ring) at the batting cages, and bruised my shin to a gorgeously royal hue falling off the eliptical at the gym. So I tapped out.

Until recently. Celiac disease has taken a lot from me. But now that we are fighting fire with fire, I'm starting to get some of my old spark back (unintended pun). And while I don't think I can blame celiac for my lack of coordination, I also can't really blame it any more for my laziness. I've run out of (good) excuses. So, while Fit and Fab in February is a (short) month-long gimmick for us to get moving, get supportive and get inspired, I hope it doesn't end come March 1.

I would love to hear your stories. Please, please tell me that I'm not the only one who's gotten banged up by rogue gym equipment. Or maybe you, too, have damaged valuable jewelry because you were "crowding the plate" (WTH does that even mean??). Maybe you've put yourself in a knee brace because you stood up too quickly during rehearsal for a show. Or almost taken out a dressing room wall in Kohl's because your uncoordinated behind couldn't do something as simple as put on pants without inflicting injury. Let's commiserate.

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Three Things Thursday

Whelp, it's Thursday, so let us get on with the aforementioned three things:

1. If you missed it earlier this week, check out the post from J for some serious Fit and Fab in February inspiration. And when you're done with that, head over to her new Web site for more great resources. She's great at energizing the spirit:)

2. If you are in Saaaaaan Francisco (sing it with me, "open your golden gate." Or am I the only one who sings obscure Judy Garland songs while blogging? ), go take a look at a real San Francisco treat - the Gluten and Allergy Free Expo is this weekend. I can't wait until it gets to Chicago ("my kind of town, Chicago is" ... that one was at least Sinatra).

3. Not to toot my own horn (although what is blogging if not personal horn tootery?), but tomorrow marks three weeks since I've had a Pepsi. This is some kind of record. And no, no innocents have been harmed in the meeting of that goal - although that first week was touch and go).

Check back tomorrow for an update on Fit and Fab in February, and look for another guest post next week!

Monday, February 4, 2013

F&FiF: Evolving with J

To celebrate us all getting Fit and Fab in February, I'm really excited to get to bring you a series of guest post from some spectacular folks! This week, our post is from J, a fellow gluten-freer with a fantastic message. 

Through Yoga I Found Myself
It’s been a rather odd and joyous journey throughout the course of my life. From the moment, I was born it’s been filled with challenges mostly physical, due to cerebral palsy and gluten. It has not stopped me from living my life but has weighed down me emotionally until the moment I found the essence of yoga. 

I was 15 years old when an application was made for me to receive services at Shriners Hospital in Houston, Texas. I was accepted and then had surgery to correct my walking as much as possible. The surgery, as well as the second surgery following it, worked as best as they could. I no longer walked as wobbly as before. It’s now more like a small limp. Throughout that time I heard a lot of talk about yoga on television and in magazines. It intrigued me. I wanted to know and experience the healing powers of it. I didn’t explore as I wanted. My own emotions and my self-imposed depression stopped me until I went to college.

I signed up for yoga the last semester of my undergraduate degree. I was very nervous as I wasn’t quite sure what I was getting into even though I had done my research on yoga and the class. I spoke to the teacher about my challenges and she said it would be fine and to do all that I could. So I did and guess what? I had never felt better, granted my gluten issue was still going on, but I felt better! I had arrived to the place that I needed to be. I practiced three times a week and I was getting mentally and physically healthier. After that semester, I let life take me away from yoga. The stresses of starting graduate school and having no time for anything bogged me down. Needless to say, this was a very challenging time for me. I was sad and I was lost. 

Once I graduated and gained employment, I immediately went back to yoga by enrolling at a studio. There I learned that I preferred morning yoga and meditation and that, unfortunately, I just didn’t have the time for it as classes started at 9 am. My health declined significantly after I let go of yoga again. I was getting sicker each day and I was always sad. I was becoming negative and invisible. 

I slowly gained my confidence and empowered myself when I went back to school to obtain a second masters in 2010 but in 2011 is when ultimate change happened. I value this time so much because I grew in all areas of my life and I saw that I am worth it. I learned to love myself through everything. This challenging and empowering time helped me get back to yoga which I did in October of 2012. I learned to balance my health, life, and the way I handled situations. I learned to kick out the negative out of life. I learned that life is beautiful and I should embrace it in all its facets. The ultimate lesson that I learned is that I was practicing yoga all along. 

You see, yoga isn’t just physical. It’s valuing yourself and your body. It’s knowing when to rest and when to go. It’s knowing when to hear the silence and when to scream with joy. It’s knowing that no matter what that you will make it through. It’s knowing that you are here on this earth and gosh darnit you’re going to make it because you just know it. 

Yoga is my sense of peace and empowerment. Every day I work on myself both physically and mentally through it and by implementing meditation and self-awareness journaling. I am by no means an expert or perfect. I am learning every day, modifying, adding what I can and especially learning from others.
Some find yoga is not for them and that’s alright. There are many types of yoga and there are many different paths. It’s up to you to find one. Just listen to yourself. Listen to what the world around you is saying and go for it. 

Empower yourself, take charge, and take the initiative, to be the person you want to be. Go.

Some Helpful Tools for your Yoga/Empowerment Journey:
- Discuss with your doctor first before starting a new program.
-  Do your research and do what’s best for you. 

·         Yoga Journal
·         Jo Beth Yoga
·         Daily Cup of Yoga
·         All-In Yoga app

·         Mayo Clinic Information
·         How to Meditate (Has Buddhism aspects; great information)
·         Meditation Oasis (Information and apps)
·         Insight Timer App

·         Living Compassion (Information and apps)

J is a freelance blog writer who loves to write for others and also writes a little bit on her own. Gluten free. Beginner yogi. Paradox of interesting. Don't worry! One step at a time--we'll get there. #evolve4 life Visit

Friday, February 1, 2013

Fit and Fab in February

Guys, we have a problem. In my never-ending quest to taste every gluten-free cookie on the market, I've forgotten a crucial fact: gluten-free doesn't mean calorie free. Oops. As such, my pants and I are having a parting of ways, which is sad, because I like my pants, and I don't want to buy new ones. So that leaves me with a couple of options: 1. Give up cookies. 2. Create guilt-free cookies or 3. Gulp ... start getting active.

Since I don't have the science background to make #2 happen, nor the willpower to make #1 happen, that leaves me with what's behind door #3. So let's look at this pants problem as an opportunity. I know I've been meaning to get more active since I got all "nourished" because I'm absorbing "vitamins." I have a somewhat acceptable level of energy now, and a little bit of motivation. But I have another dilemma.

I started looking for inspiration on other blogs a while back, but I found myself running into the same problem over and over: the more I read about these perfect, fit people, the more intimidated I became to try anything myself. The Interwebs is full of marathon-running yogis who hammer out more time at the gym before the sun comes up than I have in the past year (although, full disclosure? It wouldn't have to be much). I got kind of frustrated - isn't there anyone out there who just wants to get moderately fit? Who is starting from scratch? I knew if I was feeling this way, there had to be others.

And so, Fit and Fab in February was born.

That's where you guys come in. Congratulations, loyal reader, you are now my accountability buddy. And I'm yours. If you want me to be, anyway. Let's take this month - the shortest in the whole year - and try to make some goals. Nothing too strenuous - things you think you will actually be able to achieve. Each Friday this month, I'll keep you posted on my goals, and you tell me yours. I'll be putting up some guest posts from some friends to keep us inspired and moving. I even made a button you can grab and throw on your own blog.

It will be a month full of encouragement, fabulousness, and heck, maybe even some giveaways. Let's cheer each other on, get off the couch and make those dang pants fit again! I'm game, are you?