Fat Be Gone tour; the final Performance (Day 13 of the Tour/ Day 11 of the Fast)

Day 13 of Being Healthy/ Day 11 of the Fast

“The difference between a mountain and a molehill is your perspective.” ~Al Neuharth

Sooooo, ya girl lost nine futha muckin pooooouuuunds!  Am I hype?  Of course!  I been walking around the house wearing nothing but my balling shorts aver since I got back from the gym.  But, I’m not going to lie.  The only reason I weighed myself is because I fell off the wagon.  So, let me explain what’s been going on.

So, Day 7, my trainer had to cancel because there was a power surge in the gym.  That day I spent a little extra time walking my dog.

Day 8, I got off work at 5:30 Am, I walked the dog till about 6:12 AM and when I woke up, it was 7:28AM.  I was supposed to be at the gym at 7.

Day 9, I skipped my morning workout to go look for a doctor because I couldn’t even work the night before because I was in so much pain.  So, at 27 years old, I have all 4 of my wisdom teeth.  When I was younger, I got braces in the 6th grade.  When it was time to take them off, the orthodontist said he couldn’t because halfway through the process, the insurance company stopped paying and nobody said anything.  So, I didn’t get my braces off till right before I graduated High School.  My orthodontist told me, because I had my braces on for so long, I wont need to get my wisdom teeth pulled.

I had to Laugh when I saw my face!

People only need to get their wisdom teeth pulled because when they grow in, they move the other teeth.  well in 2014, before I moved to GA, I went and saw a dentist and he said, not true.  In my case, the gums are covering my wisdom teeth and food can get back there and I wont be able to get it

 

out because I cant brush back there.  When the food gets under the gums, it will get infected and it will hurt.  Well, Ladies and Gentlemen, he aint never lied

 

because everytime this happens, it hurts.  So, day 9, I spent the day looking for an oral surgeon or dentist who would take my teeth out.  I had no luck but instead of driving, I walked all around the city.  That evening I went to the gym and explained everything to Candice and she decided I do treadmill work so every two minutes, I adjusted the incline from 0 to 5 and the speed from 2.5 to 2.0.  Before I was done, my knee started hurting.  And that’s one thing I was so proud of.  My knees haven’t been hurting this whole time.  At work I ate a small bowl of cheese tortellini and two chicken breasts.  In my defense, I was only trying to eat something soft that will fit in my mouth because I couldn’t open it wide.  Well, my right knee started hurting and at  5:30 the next morning, I was barely making it to the car.

So, Day 10, I had to stay home, in the bed, icing my knee.  But, that night, Chef Boyfriend wanted to go out.  As we were leaving the bar, I tripped, my knee gave out and I went down.  The pain was excruciating.  It took me forever to get up and I had to limp to the car.  I couldn’t hang anymore so I dropped Chef Boyfriend off to a friend’s house and I decided to go home and have a night to myself.  But first, I went by the grocery store and at 3am, I was eating two steaks and great northern beans with chorizo.  I know!  I know!

Day 10- Chef Boyfriend made me ramen for lunch

Day 11, … I had more steak and beans for breakfast.  I called Candice and told her what was going on and she said she would think of a solution.

Day 12, …We had steak and spinach for lunch.  I could barely walk without a limp and I was back to how I felt originally.  Knees hurting and using my left leg to assist my right leg.  Candice said, “no good!”  That night Chef Boyfriend said, “let’s cook some wings.”

“Ok.”

“How you gone cook them?”

“Fried.”

“You don’t need fried food, babe.  Let’s braise them.”

“Ok.”

And we had wings and boychoy and pineapple.  After we were done, I remembered he brought me half a burger home from the Vortex.  We both watched the turntable spin in the microwave.  Then we split half a burger topped with peanut butter and a fried plantain.  I know, but, sigh, it gets worse.  We were still hungry so we called Harold’s Chicken and ordered two 6 piece wings platters.  That’s 6 WHOLE WINGS, fries, cole slaw and toast.  And around 3Am, we fell asleep.

So, day 13 was today and I just knew that scale was going to read above 300 pounds.  Lord, I was so nervous.  But, I came down 9 pounds!  I came home and told Chef Boyfriend, no more.  I’m putting myself on a soup and water diet.  He’s excited to make soup so I have to get off of here and make sure the kitchen is clean for when he gets home.

Hope you guys stay encouraged! 126 more days to go!

Day 13 dinner- Seared Salmon, Beaten Kale Greens, Italian Summer Squash, Braised Cabbage

To keep up with The Fat Be Gone Tour from the beginning, click below:

Fat Be Gone Tour: The Final Performance

Fat Be Gone Tour: The Final Performance (Day 2)

Fat Be Gone Tour: The Final Performance (Day 3 of the Tour/ Day 1 of the Fast)

Fat Be Gone Tour: The Final Performance (Who Are You Doing This For?)

Book Review: I Had to Let Go

I Had to Let Go

By: Precious Swain

CreateSpace Independent Publishing

30 pages

$5.38

978-1519696137

I must say that I was genuinely disappointed when I opened my box and inside was this brochure-like “book”.  I posted on Facebook that I was slightly perturbed and the author sent me a direct message expressing to me that, “I always keep them between 25-35 pages around an hour read so the reader gets the message. My target demographic aren’t necessarily avid readers so about an hour is all I am going to get out of them.”  When I first read this statement I thought, who’s target demographic is people who do not like to read?  But, then I considered that there may actually be a market for books of this nature.  I pulled back the cover and began to take in the information.

I Had to Let Go is an inspirational piece where Swain conveys her story of suffering in an attempt to assist others through their turmoil.  Upon reading, it is sadly obvious that the author neglected to recruit the assistance of her peers, a professional or even the basic spell check offered in Microsoft Word.  Misspelled words were not an issue but, grammatical errors infected the entire piece.  Before you state that my standards were a tad too high for the work in question, believe me when I say, I adjusted my hopes and requirements when I opened the cardboard box enclosing the 27 pieces of paper.

The lack of consistency was undeniable throughout.  I observed obvious font changes, there were “Important Notes” that were bold at some points and italicized in others.  Scripture sizes varied on nearly every other page.

I think I was most disappointed in the details that seemed to never appear.  Swain expressed having a client in the music industry but neglected her job title.  She mentions events and obstacles but refrains from solid details that we can relate to.  For example, she had a friend that did something to make her abstain from contacting them, then they came back in her life.  And I assume the friend is the client.

Overall, I did not enjoy I Had to Let Go but, before I sat down to write this review, my upstairs neighbor came to me highly upset because her husband of fifteen years had been cheating on her.  When she told him that she had caught him and how, he beat her.  I thought, she may be able to find some form of assistance in this book that I was livid at myself for purchasing.  I told her that it was 27 pages and she immediately replied, “that’s perfect!”  So, there is a market for people who don’t like to read.  And for that, I give I Had to Let Go 3 out of 5 stars.

Fat Be Gone Tour: The Final Performance (Who Are You Doing This For?)

Day 7 of Being Healthy/ Day 5 of the Fast

“Everyone faces defeat. It may be a stepping-stone or a stumbling block, depending on the mental attitude with which it is faced.” ~Napoleon Hill

Today is Monday.  Friday, I was ready to give up.  That was going to be my blog on Friday.  “Fuck this shit.  Stay tuned for next year’s tour dates.”  But, how many times do you have to be defeated before you finally say enough is enough?  I was looking through some pictures of me from February 2017; when I first met my boyfriend.  And I remember telling him before we met in person, “I’m so fat.  I’ve never been this big before.”  Which was true at the time.  But, now, I’m bigger than that!  And enough is enough.  Although I do not want children at this time, if I were to become pregnant, I would gain so much weight and then I’d be bigger than this.  Bigger than this would be over 300 pounds!  No, No, No!  Women shouldn’t be 300 pounds (in my opinion).  If you’re a sexy, comfortable 300, do you.  But, me, I can’t live that life.

But, today at SEVEN O’ CLOCK IN THE MORNING, I was working out and Candice said, “you have to do this for yourself, Allante.  You can’t do it for anyone else but you.”  And that’s when I asked myself, am I doing this for me?  And the answer was, no.  Like plenty of women, I have started to feel insecure in my relationship.  As normal relationships go, you two get comfortable with each other and your daily routine.  And I had gotten to the point where I was questioning whether my boyfriend liked me or not.  Does he love me?  He damn sure does.  Does he like me?….  I don’t know.  And something I’ve always said, the best part about being plus size when you meet a man is, he falls in love with you as a big girl, the relationship gets kind of funky so, you lose weight and he falls in love again.  If you get pregnant and gain weight, you’re right back to the woman he fell in love with.  So, that’s the plus side to being plus sized. LOL.  But, if I am trying to lose weight to repair my relationship of ONE YEAR, then what will happen if we break up?  Do I gain the weight back?

Next month, my friend, Ashley is getting married and Chef Boyfriend and I will be attending.  I haven’t attended a formal event in a very long time.  And I’ve never attended one with a date.  Hell, this is my first boyfriend in 6 years!  So, do you think I’m going to show up with my stomach knocking against my thighs and my butt looking like I’m toting UPS packages?  No!  Not an option.

March, I’m going to visit my dad who I haven’t seen since August.  I’ve gained weight since that meeting so, I know I have to be AT LEAST the size that he last saw me.

And all of these may seem like nothing to you but in all actuality, that’s wrong.  You, I- we cant do this for anyone but ourselves.  If Chef Boyfriend isn’t happy in our relationship because of my physical appearance, then that’s his business.  Move on!  I was single for five years.  Am I now so desperate to be with a man that I would change myself only to appease him?  No!  And you shouldn’t be either.  I can’t lose weight for someone else’s wedding or to get envious looks from party patrons because, what if, god forbid, the wedding gets called off.  Then what?  Give up?  Not an option.  And I have been trying to lose weight for my father for as long as I can remember.  And the proof is in the pudding.  That never worked.

So, I encourage you today, if you’re going to make a life change.  Do it for yourself and nobody else!  Do ya’ll know that today I did FORTY pushups?  FORTY!!  And they weren’t lil’ girl pushups either.  I almost died but, nobody can feel more enthused about that than me.  I cant even count how many times I turned down sugar and starches.  Proud is an understatement.  #WeGotThis

Chef Boyfriend made me some banana ice cream for the fast!  We put 4 bananas in the freezer (make sure you cut them up first.  I put the whole bananas in the freezer with the peel on and I had to do a lot more work).  In the blender, we put about 1/4 cup of cold milk, some cinnamon and my bananas.  Just blend until smooth and enjoy!  Also holds well in the freezer.

Chef Boyfriend made me a couple of frittata’s. #breakfastinbed

 

* I included a video and pics of some dishes that Chef Boyfriend prepares to help me through my fast.  Hopefully, they’ll help you because if you’re anything like me, I am so lost when it comes to cooking healthy!

Book Review: When Wrong Feels Wright

When Wrong Feels Wright
By: CheyNaRey
Newark, CA
Smooches Heffa
212 pages
$14.99
978-0-9861573-0-1

Great read is an UNDERSTATEMENT!

This year, I have planned to do more book reviews. The best thing you can do for an author is review their book. So, on Christmas Day, I decided to gift myself with a few books from my author peers on Instagram. After all, how can you truly support someone if you do not purchase what they are selling?
I picked up my book from the UPS box 4 days ago and could not wait to begin my read. The cover of When Wrong Feels Wright is preciously decorated with sugar plum lip gloss kisses. As an author myself, I do struggle with appropriately marketing my book. When you don’t market properly, you lose a lot of money but, you also learn what isn’t beneficial to your brand. What attracted me to CheyNaRey as an author, was her effortless way of marketing her body of work. All of her fans that purchased the book, took selfies wearing Sugarplum lipgloss! #Perfect. That definitely captivated me to make the purchase. But, as I am a tomboy, I had no intention of wearing purple lipgloss.
When Wrong Feels Wright is about a young woman by the name of Alexandria Miller who ends up dickmatized by the wonderfully endowed Lonnie Wright. Over time, the two fall in love with each other as Lonnie financially catered to Allie and she reciprocated with hypnotizing physical activity. The entrepreneur had only one rule, “no babies”. And his loving demeanor quickly changed to violent when Lonnie became informed of Allie’s pregnancy.
Allie had two best friends, Brielle and Tia. Brielle started off as being my favorite character. She is so full of honesty, “I don’t give a fuck” and straight to it-ness. Tia is a sad sap desperate for affection wherever she can find it. But they’re both very poor examples of true friendship. I ended up hating them both! (You have to read the book to see why.) My favorite characters are Lonnie Wright and Shane, Allie’s younger brother. Shane is the most flamboyant HETERO man but, he reminds me of my best friend… who is homosexual.  In an effort not to spoil the story, I’ll have to leave it at that.
I loved this story. I honestly thought that it would not be as interesting as it was. I have read many manuscripts and novels that were very hard to get through. This one, however, kept me engaged. The only reason why it took me four days to read was because of my hectic schedule. I highly recommend this book. I give it 5/5 stars!

Fat Be Gone Tour: The Final Performance (Day 3 of the Tour/ Day 1 of the Fast)

Day 3 of Being Healthy/ Day 1 of the Fast

“If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.” ~Wayne Dyer

Today, my boyfriend and I went grocery shopping for my fast.  I am doing only seafood and vegetables, no fried foods, no sugar and no starches.  He took me to a local grocery store called H Mart.  Inside, we spent majority of our time in the produce section where my anxiety flared up so badly.  I am a carnivore in every sense of the word.  I think the only time I eat vegetables is when I start to get weird pains in my back and I get scared that I might have gout.

But, I slowly walked through the area and as a chef, I was so excited to see the different variations of carrots, cucumbers and potatoes.  There were so many different colors and textures and I found myself throwing nearly everything in the cart.  But, then I got confused.  How much do I buy?  Enough for one meal?  Two?  How fast is this stuff going to go bad?  Uugh, it was so frustrating!  But, Chef Boyfriend was there to help and he assisted me with picking out the things that I like and some things I should try.  We even decided how much we would prepare and how to keep the vegetables fresh.  We bought young radish, broccoli, celery, golden kiwi, blood oranges, garlic, bokchoy, avocado, bell pepper, parsnip, tarragon, red delicious apples, green beans, oyster mushrooms, anise, asparagus, rosemary, chicory, banana, red grapes, spinach, Daikon radishes, dandelion greens, and ginger.  (Note: ginger helps with joint pain.  I make a smoothie with pineapple, ginger, and celery and it helps me get through the day.)

     Then we went to the seafood department.  The main reason he chose this store for me to do all of my purchasing; FRESH SEAFOOD!  I loathe frozen and farm raised seafood.  Like, how do you raise a fish?!  Sounds funky to me.  And I was so excited to get a few good pieces of fish but then I remembered, I hate baked and seared fish.  I only like it fried now.  So, I ended up not getting fish.  We got a few pounds of shrimp and some Belize conch.  At the end of our excursion, I only spent $81.84.

Later that night, I realized that I can not survive off of shrimp and vegetables!  So, Chef Boyfriend and I went to the local Walmart so I could get the water for me to drink a gallon a day and I needed some healthy snacks.

“I want some granola.”

“Granola is an oat.  That’s a starch.”

“What?!”

“Yea, that’s why I said, you’re taking away too much too fast.”  We get in the store and go down the snack aisle and I say,

“Skinny Pop bang!  I’m going to get that.”

“Starch.”

“What?  It’s made out of corn.”

“Corn is a starch.”

“Today, can corn be a vegetable?”

“You the one that wanted to do this fast!”

I picked up my phone and called my brother.  “What kind of snacks are you eating?”

“I’m juicing.”

“What?!  You were already vegan.  Now you took everything else away?!”

“Yes!”

“Well, I need snacks.  What can I snack on?”

“Fruit!”

“I ate all the fruit!”  Really I had eaten all of the grapes and realized I was going to need more food really quick.

“Oh, well, I don’t know what to tell you.”

I hung up on him so fast.  I grabbed a bag of Skinny Pop and some cereal.  I know it’s starch, but, I need more than just shrimp and vegetables.

Tonight, for dinner, Chef Boyfriend fixed me Shrimp fra Diablo, honey glazed carrots, chile roasted green beans and lightly wilted spinach.

137 days to go!

To keep up with The Fat Be Gone Tour from the beginning click below:

Fat Be Gone Tour: The Final Performance

Fat Be Gone Tour: The Final Performance (Day 2)