Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Ridding myself of the Badonkadonk.

One night a year or so ago my husband told me I have a badonkadonk butt. To his credit, he didn't know what it meant. He thought it meant I have a nice ass. But it remains one of my favorite stories to tell. It's true. I do have a big ass. Bigger than I'd like it to be, at least. It got even bigger after two kids and countless pieces of Costco cake. At my heaviest, with baby # 2, I think I weighed in at 214. After she was born and I lost some of that pregnancy weight, I was at about 186 and hanging steady. At my lowest weight, pre-wedding, I was 152. It felt great. I see pictures of me at that weight and want to get there again. When I started the Biggest Blogging Loser competition, I was 184 pounds. I'm now hanging around 174/175. I'd like to get back down to 150, but my clothes already fit better, which makes me so happy.

My biggest problem is portions and vices, such as candy. When I get hungry I keep stuffing until I get full or satisfied...but that tend to be MANY more calories than I should be taking in that meal. I trained for and completed a sprint triathlon last fall...but didn't lose any weight because I was still taking in too many calories. During BBL I cut down on how much crap I was eating and kicked up the exercise...and saw some results.

I'd like to try to chronicle the rest of my journey here, the journey to 150 lbs. The journey to the badonkaDON'T.