Clare's Chaotic Cacophony

This is my little piece of cyberspace where I chronicle events in my life. Where I can vent, or dream, or wax poetic… Grab a heavily alcoholic beverage and join me, if you will.

Family Fun

All is quiet in my house at the moment. Quiet for the first time in quite a few days, actually. This week our house was filled with family and laughter making this one amazing whirlwind week. My awesome and loving husband had his aunt, uncle, and cousin driving into town. ¬†We hadn’t seen them since my seven year old was a baby so excitement was pretty high around here. Tuesday morning one of my brothers even came over and helped me clean my house. Remember I’ve mentioned that my entire downstairs is ceramic tile? Well my brother not only vacuumed it all but mopped it as well. He has earned a special place in my heart and a few extra Christmas presents, let me tell you. He also played with little Jedi while I did dishes and generally tried to make our house look less like ground zero of the world’s biggest atom bomb of toys and more like a respectable home. Afterwards, we all sat down and watched Wreck It Ralph since my brother hadn’t seen it before. Everyone enjoyed it. Well, they tell me they did… I feel asleep before Ralph even met Vanellope.

That evening we went to my in-laws’ house and commenced with the family reunion. There was lots of catching up to do and hugs to pass around so we stayed late and then “kidnapped” (according to Sean) Jason’s cousin. ūüėČ The kids were thrilled to have a visitor. We set her up on our couch and the next few days were a whirlwind of fun and craziness. There was an extended Wii Sports session, candy-bar-laced pie making, late nights, and a very memorable trip to the Houston Museum of Natural Science. There, everyone loved the new Ancient Egypt exhibit. Sean, who is my little budding Egyptologist, deemed the entire experience “an honor”. The kids had a huge blast with the hands on exhibits in the Hall of Chemistry. The new Hall of¬†Paleontology¬†seriously took our breath away. What was once 3-5 token skeletons when you first walked in has blossomed into an entire two story high wing filled with skeletons and exhibits of all shapes and sizes. Well done, HMNS, well done. We even became members so we can go back all Summer long and see everything that we missed. On the other hand,¬†I forgot the stroller and apparently HMNS is one of the only venues in all of Houston that does not rent strollers, either. This means that I was carrying all 22 pounds of Chubbin pretty much the entire day. No bueno, HMNS, no bueno. Also, you’ve rarely known¬†embarrassment like when you’re in the middle of the quiet and opulent Faberge exhibit and your three year old pulls a noisy lay down strike on the floor. Luckily, no one seemed to care. In fact, the security guard at the exit was just impressed as hell that I’d managed to have five boys with no girls. He seemed to think this was an awesome thing. Jury’s out on that one. The most frustrating part, however, was the ride home. Oil and Water (also known as Aidan and Erik) fought all the long way home. Since the museum closes at 5pm we were stuck in some awful traffic too. So we had a long time to count to ten and take deep breaths and think of interesting threats to make them stop fighting. I (semi) jokingly told Jason’s cousin that after that car ride, she was probably going to do the happy dance home to Chicago thanking God that she didn’t have kids.

For her last day in town, Jason took the day off and we all went to the Kemah Boardwalk. We rode a few rides, had some delicious drinks and appetizers at Cadillac, and experienced Houston Summer heat in all it’s glory. I didn’t realize how much I missed that salty air. It felt wonderful in my lungs. Once we got home, we met back up with Jason’s parents, aunt, and uncle for their last evening here. We served a big spaghetti dinner followed by the Kit Kat and Reese’s Cup Pies that we’d made. The kids visited and Brendan went into full-on adorable ham mode making fast friends with Jason’s uncle. Children’s funky moods and museum meltdowns notwithstanding, it was really a great visit. I only wish we’d been able to see more sights and landmarks. Family really is a wonderful thing. I can only hope it’s not another six years before we’re able to get back together again.

Although after that car ride, maybe they won’t be rushing… ūüėČ

Banana Crepes a la Revolt

I already gushed about this yummy yet incredibly simple recipe in my last post, so I’ll try to keep the salivating down to a minimum. These are light, fluffy, and naturally sweet. It makes quite a big plate of breakfast too! These even fit gluten-free and vegetarian diets as well. So please… try this recipe. You won’t even realize you’re eating anything this good for you. And ¬†your body will thank you.¬†Enjoy!


.~*Banana Crepes*~.

1 Banana

4 Egg Whites

1 Whole Banana

1\2 tsp Vanilla Extract (pure as possible)

2 tsp Coconut Oil (or non-stick spray)

Up to 1\4 c Sugar-free Maple Syrup

Directions: Blend banana, egg whites, egg, and vanilla in a blender. Melt coconut oil over medium heat in small pan, or coat pan with non-stick spray. Pour 1\3 c batter into hot pan. Swirl the batter around to spread it thin in the bottom of the pan. Cook on both sides until golden brown. Top with 1\4c or less of sugar-free syrup.


Back at Last and Revolt Update

It’s been far too long. It’s been a blissful kind of busy, which I enjoy, but there was a loss of internet connection for awhile which I most certainly did not enjoy. There have been graduation parties, BBQs, Tae Kwon Do testing, babies born, babysitting, and more. Plus everyday life and finishing up school has been sandwiched in there as well. May always is a doozy of a month. Throughout all the hullabaloo, I failed to write my Revolt review for the week before last. Bad blogger. So I’ll try to sum up the past two weeks in a nutshell here before moving on to the wonderful things to come…

Weeks 5 and 6

Weeks 5 and 6


The Workouts: Not much to report here. I did a few workouts in week five but I was very busy, trying to recover from an ear infection, and feeling sick thanks to my antibiotics. I have to notice that I felt a difference without working out. It wasn’t a good one either. I didn’t have that extra spring in my step. I missed the rush and the sense of accomplishment. Even running up the stairs didn’t have that extra zing that it had before. Week six was worse because the internet was down therefore I couldn’t access my daily videos. Some of my fellow Revolters offered to type up a list for me though, which brings me to a new point I’d like to address…


The Support:¬†¬†This program has an amazing support system. You join a group of people doing the exact same thing that you are and there you can ask questions, vent, or get tips. This is really a wonderful group of people. You can even talk to Nichole herself! For a woman who does so much and must be so busy, it amazes me that she always makes the time to answer your questions or even give you kudos or a virtual pat on the back. She always has a reason or an answer for everything as well. Why do we eat raisins as part of the post workout snack? Did you know there’s a scientific reason for that? It blows my mind. It also serves to prove that nothing about this plan is “just thrown out there”. It’s all carefully planned and designed to make your body work for you and keep you healthy.


The Diet:¬†Week 5 went strong for me. Dinners were a burger patty wrapped in a big curly lettuce leaf with tomatoes and ketchup with a side of roasted summer squash and vegetables. It was delicious. I jazzed up my burger patties with chopped jalapeno and lots of fajita seasoning. This gave them a spicy kick that I really enjoyed. Breakfasts were banana crepes. I am going to share this recipe with you. Although this is a paid program, we’re encouraged to share some recipes and such to prove just how great this can be. Well, these crepes were pretty damn amazing. I looked forward to breakfast like you would not believe this week. You can even make them in large batches and pop them in the fridge. Pull a few out, pop them in the microwave, top them with syrup and you have a crazy delicious and extremely healthy breakfast for yourself. You won’t even know you’re dieting I promise.

Week 6 was when I hit some road blocks. This week was a modified detox to end the 6 weeks with a bang and help you bounce back from the Memorial Day festivities. We were supposed to rely on salt-free seasonings and skip desserts. It was one crazy week though. One day while out and about, I had the headache from hell (seriously an axe to the skull would’ve felt better) and ended up with a multi-shot drink from Starbucks. Another day I made a big Shepherd’s Pie and had my brother over to visit…and ate the Shepherd’s Pie instead of my bowl of stir-fry. Crackers and cheese came into play another time. I’ve been very solid in my diet up until this point but I found myself sitting on my butt in the middle of that metaphorical road to fitness grubbing on unhealthy foods now and then. I am human.¬†It wasn’t all bad, though. The good news is that I didn’t gain any weight at least. I basically maintained. Which brings me to…

The Results: 

I did it. ūüėÄ Throughout all the messy weeks and craziness I broke that evil 200 pound mark. I am proud to say that my ending weight after these six weeks is… *imagine a drum roll, if you will*

198 pounds 

Considering that I started my Revolt at 211 pounds, this brings me to a grand total of 13 pounds lost! So remember when I posted that pic of the 2 pound weight and the five pound weight as gone from my body?

Plus one pound GONE from my body!

Plus one pound GONE from my body!


This, for me, is just incredible. I still have tons of work to do to get to my goal weight but I really believe that I can do this with Revolt. I’m a believer for sure.

The Future: Today is my cheat day and I’m enjoying it, but tomorrow begins the June Uprising in it’s new four week format. From now on, we’ll get new workout plans and menus for each month. Each month is supposed to start with a detox week to keep things fresh and clean. (I won’t be detoxing, but more on that in a later post…) In my next post, I’m going to explore fat mass and lean mass. My measurements are about to get hard core. ūüėČ

If anyone would like to join me in this June Uprising, follow this link and sign up today! Or you can sign up for a free one week Kickstart to the program and experience it yourself with no commitment.

Please don’t forget that the Fit Into Summer Giveaway is still going strong as well! Check out the prizes and enter HERE ¬†to jumpstart yourself into your own fitness journey! The giveaway ends June 10th, so enter soon!


***Disclaimer: I was given my Revolt Now Fitness membership as a blogger to review for zero dinero. However, all of the words, posts, opinions and anything else that comes out of my cracked belfry are mine and mine alone.***

Fit Into Summer Giveaway!

Fit Into Summer Giveaway!

I am so pleased to announce that the Chaotic Cacophony is helping to host a fitness giveaway! Whatever your fitness goals, these prizes could help you achieve them! There is even a free month of the Revolt program that I’ve been reviewing and getting such great results with. Check out all of the amazing stuff you could win:

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Contest ends June 10th, so enter below now and best of luck to everyone! ūüėÄ

Revolt …Against the Virus

Last week did not go so very well. I was sick.¬†Not just sick of it all, sick of stress, or sick of my current nail polish, but bonafide I-think-I-had-the-flu sick. It was pretty dang awful. My kiddos were sick as well, so the week pretty much consisted of blankets, movies, and naps. My Revolt review will be a bit lame as a result, but let’s give it a shot…

The Diet:

Bowls of canned soup was the norm this week when I could eat. Before the virus really took hold, I’d pre-prepped a crock pot full of Revolt’s Coconut Curry Chicken and Basmati Rice. As I started to get better, I ate this a lot. It was delicious. Warm, filling, and full of flavor, it really was a wonderful meal. It took virtually no time at all to prepare also, which always gets a thumbs up in this busy mom’s book. I also had an amazing smoothie made from mangos, coconut water, lime juice, milled flax, and a pinch of cayenne. It was surprisingly delicious and felt great on sore throats.

The Workouts:

None. Nada. Zip. Zilch. My exercise this week seriously consisted of shivering under a blanket and attempting to walk straight while making meals for the kiddos. This virus was an evil debilitating bastard.


Yeah I probably looked a lot like this…


The Results:

Starting weight:    203.5

End of the week:  200.5

So I did lose three pounds, but this was probably due more to lack of eating and living on soup for awhile. I lost a little bit inch-wise as well, but I’ll post those next week after a full week of Revolt and actually working out. Overall, this virus put me on a diet that I would heartily¬†recommend… to no one. But I have hope for this current week! I have some amazing meals on the plan, including Banana Crepes and Burger Patties with Roasted Vegetables. Honestly, loosing weight never tasted so good. Also, I left off with half a pound left before my mini-goal of being below 200 pounds again and I know I can do it! With this plan, I am assured that it will come off and more inches will melt away. I dunno about you, but I like certainty…especially when it comes to getting fit.

There is a brand new Revolt Uprising starting the beginning of June! If anyone would like to get fit along with me, visit the Revolt Site and sign up! We could even build a team and work together! If I can do this as overweight and food addicted as I am, then anyone can. Seriously. ūüėČ


***Disclaimer: I was given my Revolt Now Fitness membership as a blogger to review for zero dinero. However, all of the words, posts, opinions and anything else that comes out of my cracked belfry are mine and mine alone.***

Revolt-ing in Week Two

This update is sadly overdue. Things have been busier than usual! Plus, my monkeys are taking turns getting sick apparently, and I’m the latest victim. I’m extremely thankful that we stocked up on lovely teas at Teavana because hot tea is going to be my friend for awhile, I think. I have lots of good stuff up on this blog’s horizon, though! I’m going to post my first Revolt recipe soon and I even have a giveaway coming up for a whole quart of beautiful virgin coconut oil! ¬†But, first thing’s first, I want to share how my personal Revolt against my before pictures is coming…


Week Two has been very good to me. I went down another two pounds! Now, I know I haven’t posted my actual weight before. To be honest, I’m¬†embarrassed¬†and scared to. However, I do believe it’s time I stopped hiding and opened up. You really have to see the numbers to understand just how powerful this program has been for me. Okay, deep breath, and here we go…

Starting Weight (Kickstart):          211 lbs

Beginning of Week One:             207 lbs

Beginning of Week Two:             205.5 lbs

Beginning of Week Three:          203.5 lbs

That is a grand total of 7.5 pounds!!

This is heavier than you think!

Gives you some perpective on how much my body has lost!

This is after or only three weeks of dieting and working out. That is HUGE for me, especially with my craptastic metabolism! My personal mini-goal of being below 200 lbs again is so close I can taste it! And the measurements are pretty amazing too! For example, I’m going to show where I started and where I am now:

Hips: ¬† 52.5″ ¬†– ¬†51.0″

Waist: 41.0″ ¬†– ¬†39.0″

Thigh: 26.5″ ¬†– ¬†25.0″

Chest: 39.0″ ¬†– ¬†38.0″

That is a grand total of 6 inches off of my body just by adding up these areas!

This is just in the areas I listed!

This is just in the areas I listed!

This all sounds awesome on paper, but what felt like a million dollars was getting dressed for Mother’s Day. I picked out a shirt that has always¬†just fit¬†around my midsection and watched in amazement as it flowed effortlessly over my hips. I was so shocked! I turned sideways in the mirror and for the first time, I really really noticed a big change. My puffy can’t-blame-it-on-baby-fat-anymore tummy looked flat! It wasn’t competing with my chest anymore! I was so thrilled I ran out and showed Jason. Then, my family noticed when we saw them later. This was the icing on the cake. I am, more than ever, ready to continue rocking this Revolt.

The Workouts:

My workouts lagged a bit because, klutz that I am, I pulled something in the front of my foot and had to be gentle with it. So I¬†wasn’t able to go as hard core as usual, but when I did, I¬†definitely¬†felt the burn! I am loving the fact that you can get these kinds of workouts in 20-30 minutes at home! No gym, no hours of running on a treadmill, no sitting on someone else’s sweaty weights machine, no scrambling to find babysitters. It’s nothing short of amazing. Oh, btw… Wall Sits = Evil. It’s a necessary evil, though. ūüėČ

The Diet:

In week two, as I mentioned before, there were Breakfast Burritos in the morning. These were so very delicious and uber filling. Lunches consisted of Roasted Chicken (we’ll just forget I ever experimented with salmon) with Wild Rice and Asparagus. This was heavenly. Dinner was a big leafy salad with chicken and veggies. To keep things interesting, I dressed it different ways each night. One night, I dressed it with buffalo wing sauce and enjoyed the spice of Hot Wings without the fat and guilt. Another night I whipped up a light Greek vinaigrette and ate the chicken breast warm on the side. I had fun with it! And that’s the beauty of this plan. You’re given a list of approved foods and many different menus to work with. If you get tired of one dinner, swap it out for another! For example, this week’s dinner is also supposed to involve a big chicken salad. I’m afraid this might get old for me, so I’m swapping it out for a different week’s dinner and making burger patties with roasted vegetables on the side. Embrace variety and make the plan work for YOU! ūüôā

If you’d like to see what all my fuss is about, check out Nichole’s program here at The Revolt Site¬†¬†If you want to start your own fitness revolution, let me know and we’ll Revolt together. ūüėČ You have nothing to lose but pounds and inches and nothing to gain but confidence and health. I am living proof.


***Disclaimer: I was given my Revolt Now Fitness membership as a blogger to review for zero dinero. However, all of the words, posts, opinions and anything else that comes out of my cracked belfry are mine and mine alone.***

The Old Lady and the Salmon

In my sons third grade reader, we read a story. It told about a little old lady who woke up one morning and found that everything went horribly wrong. After several mishaps, she decided that she must’ve gotten up on the wrong side of the bed that morning. The little old lady is so desperate to change the tone of the day that she seriously changed back into her nightdress and crawled back into bed, this time getting up on the other side. And what do you know…her day improved! This story really amused and stuck with Sean and me. We often reference it when the day is going sour.

Well, today went sour. For a morning that started so well, it ended very poorly.¬†Klutz that I am, I actually injured my foot exercising yesterday, so no workout for me today. Brendan woke up with a sore throat and was miserable. Testosterone attitudes started piling up over things like “Go clean your closet, please.” Sean even got sent to his room for copping a ‘tude and fell asleep where he’d been pouting on the floor. And then, the salmon happened. But to explain the salmon happening, I must first tell the Story of the Salmon…

This week’s meal plans has some tried and true favorites for me (like Breakfast Burritos! ūüôā Ole!) but there are some things that sadly, I’ve never tried before. Some of these are very basic foods too! One of these things is salmon. Salmon is a much beloved dish and as someone who considers herself somewhat of a foodie, it blows my mind that I haven’t tried it yet. This probably has something to do with fish not being my favoritest food in the world. ¬†When I’m pregnant, I won’t touch raw fish with a ten foot poll. The sight and smell alone is enough to make me hurl. I’ll only eat it fried and served up with Tartar Sauce. Delicious, yes. Healthy, NO. Let’s face it, fish smells…fishy.¬†But as I’m not pregnant and there’s no danger of hurling, I figured it’s time to suck it up and broil some fish.

I made a trip to the fresh fish department of the grocery store and stared at the fish for awhile. The guy behind the counter just stared at me staring at the fish, probably thinking I was a bit “off”. First I made sure that the fish I was staring at was indeed salmon, and then I grilled the poor guy about bones. I’ve watched enough Food Network to know that pinbones hide everywhere and require a giant pair of tweezer to painstakingly pull each one out. I don’t own a giant pair of tweezers, nor do I want to spend hours pulling tiny bones out of fish flesh. He assured me that filets are clean, so cringing at the price, I bought a pound. That’s a little less than I needed, but I figured I’d substitute chicken a day or two. The next day I open my neatly wrapped package and stare at the salmon. I have to admit it’s beautiful. I begin to look at this fish as a new culinary challenge! I proceed to google “how to broil salmon” on my trusty iPhone. I find directions, gather my¬†ingredients¬†and get to work. I weigh my portions, rub them with a touch of olive oil and spices and lay them tenderly on the heated broiler rack. I got this. I proudly think with a smirk.¬†It comes out of the broiler even prettier than when it went in. I even achieved the crust that the recipe talked about! I peel the skin off, put them in my lunch containers, and congratulate myself on a fish well cooked.

So all morning I salivated over my beautiful, perfectly cooked salmon. When the day started to turn into a steaming pile, I had sampling my fish in the back on my mind. By lunch time, a headache was starting to bloom from all the morning fun and games. I warmed my lunch, picked a big piece of perfectly flaky fish on my fork and took a bite….

…and hated it. I was incredulous. How could such a prized piece of meat taste so horrible to me? Why was it soooo terribly fishy? The strong fishiness was inescapable, in fact it even permeated my roasted asparagus! I tried another bite. No good. I tried a bite of the inner meat, which was even softer. Worse. By this point the happy little bubble of hope in my head burst. I couldn’t even finish my salmon.

About this time,¬†a sleepy faced Sean wandered over to me with a grin and sheepishly asked “I don’t suppose we could be like the little old lady? Start over from the right side of the bed?” And then he hugged me and apologized for his earlier outburst.

I’d love to say that the madness ended there, but it didn’t. At one point, I even put on a video for the older boys so I could take a nap with the baby simply to try out the old lady’s technique myself! I woke up hopeful that we’d started over. Then I heard the words that strike terror into every mother’s heart: “Oh eewwww, go tell Mom…you’ve got poop on your legs!”. Apparently the nap wasn’t long enough. Next thing you know, I had pizza ordered. So add “falling off the wagon” to my list of the day’s shortcomings. Luckily we didn’t have any wine around or I could’ve added “polishing off a bottle of wine” to the list as well! ūüėČ Even the neighborhood kids were in a nasty mood because my kiddos came in knowing a few words that had never graced their ears before. Luckily no one was curious about what “f–k your mother” meant so I was spared that¬†explanation.¬†Things stayed pretty crazy right until bedtime. At the moment, I’m the last one awake. The house is quiet. While catching up on ¬†messages online, it seems that a few of my friends had a rough day as well. Even Jason said his day was crazy at work. So maybe it’s that “moon is in the wrong house” explanation. But here’s hoping that bedtime brings peace and maybe tomorrow we can all wake up like the little old lady, on the right side of the bed, and everything will be right again…just like that. ūüôā


By the way, the salmon fight is not over. I’ve been given some suggestions on how to ease the “fishy” flavor and plan on trying them tomorrow. If anyone has any other tips, please leave me a comment and let me know! I’d greatly appreciate it!

First Week of the Uprising

We went out to eat this evening, just like we do every Sunday. Today we chose the wonderful Texas institution Whataburger. They make a burger with bacon and A1 sauce that will rock the socks of any good burger lover. As usual, I ate the burger and drowned every single golden fry in their amazing spicy ketchup. The ride home found me happy and satiated as it always has. But then something UNusual happened. I found myself extremely full. As time passed and my stomach settled, it became more than a little uncomfortable. Usually I can down a dinner like I did, not think twice about it, and hunt down dessert. But not this time. I grew more and more tired. Climbing the stairs felt arduous. I think my body is in…Revolt.

This was my big cheat meal after my first official week on the Revolt Fitness plan. All week I have eaten clean, fresh food that I’d prepared and pre-portioned in advance. So my Whataburger was probably a huge shock to my system. All of these changes fascinate me. It means that the Uprising is working. I’m doing something really good for my body.

So allow me to review a few key points from this first week….


Dinner, anyone?

Dinner, anyone?

I went from a small breakfast usually involving just toast and coffee to a substantial one of mini quiches, oatmeal and grapefruit. My snacks changed from munching on crackers or chips to eating nuts, fruit, or natural nut butters. Dinner for me, usually involved two portions and lots of starch. This last week, it involved big salads with meat, veggies, and toppings like homemade guacamole.¬†I am rarely hungry. I am also drinking at least a gallon of water a day. Having always been a heavy drinker (har har har), this isn’t too hard for me. Plus, I can still have my coffee, so we’re good. Lack of coffee would turn me into a vicious monster. You wouldn’t like me when I’m coffeeless… Alrighty, moving on before my skin turns green…


Showing you anyone can get fit from their living room ūüôā

This week I began the actual videos. Nichole’s enthusiasm is real and infectious. She makes mistakes and laughs about it. This brings a touch of candor to the videos which I personally find disarming. There are no “backup athletes” or perky girls that never stop smiling (you know you secretly want to bitchslap them) and no token buff dude in the background who also never stops smiling (probably because his vantage point has him perpetually staring at the perky girls’ toned butts). Just Nichole, as your trainer, demonstrating the three different levels of exercises. I love that there’s levels. It gives a “level one” like myself a place to start and things to aspire to. I feel worn out, sore, tingly, and¬†exhilarated¬†all at the same time after a workout. I. Love. It. I never thought I’d say that I love exercising, but I do! I love the rush and the sense of accomplishment. If you had told me a few months ago that I’d be saying these things…well I might’ve laughed in your face. Sorry.


Still working on how to use the little fat-pinchers. ūüėČ

This week I went down another 1.5 pounds, bringing my total to 5.5 pounds. I’m afraid I wasn’t able to get my measurements, but I’ll be sure to get them in a few days after I’ve lost my burger-bloat. But what’s the most impressive is how different my clothes are starting to feel. Even Jason noticed that my jeans are hanging more¬†loosely. Shirts that I haven’t worn since early days of pregnancy don’t make me¬†embarrassed¬†to walk into public anymore. It’s one of the best feelings in the world. Week one has been good to me. I honestly can’t wait to see what the future weeks hold by way of results.

BTW, if you’d like to follow me down the fitness rabbit hole, get information, or even request a free trial, check out the¬†Revolt Fitness Website.


***Disclaimer: I was given my Revolt Now Fitness membership as a blogger to review for zero dinero. However, all of the words, posts, opinions and anything else that comes out of my cracked belfry are mine and mine alone.***

Exit the Kickstart, Enter the Uprising!

Last week was…unpleasant. My little family came down with an evil, evil stomach virus. (I can practically hear ominous music in my head just typing those two words) What’s worse, is that we were at my parents’ house when it hit the boys, so within 2 days, they had it as well. Probably lost a few Christmas presents for that one. However, Baby Jedi and I remained immune. I don’t know how, I don’t know why, but I am deeply,¬†truly¬†thankful. And throughout the messes, the barf, the clean up, and the sleeplessness, I managed to stay on course with my Revolt Now Fitness Kickstart plan. I was so greatful for my little plastic containers full of the clean, healthy food that I had made earlier in the week! Through it all, I was just able to grab a container and eat. It was good food too! Steamed fresh green beans, sirloin steak, salads topped with balsamic vinegar and cracked pepper, and a creamy tiramisu “mousse” was dinner, for example. I had to shuffle my workouts a bit, but I did all four days by the end of the week. By the weekend everyone was pretty much back to normal, so on Sunday I had my weigh in and measurements taken. And….. *insert drum roll here*….

I lost FOUR pounds! I also lost half an inch in all of my measurements! 

I was so shocked! I was so thrilled! Seriously, I haven’t seen results like these in…forever! Imagine me doing my happy dance, go ahead!

Actually, I take that back. I’m a horrible dancer so you don’t even want to envision what that might look like. ūüėČ

Anyhoo, so Sunday I used our¬†allotted “cheat day”. Doughnuts played into the picture, so you know I enjoyed myself. Today I started the official Uprising! Breakfast involved mini quiches among other things. The diet part of the Revolt program is really well rounded and I love that. Since you prepare in advance, you have built in portion control as well. This afternoon I got my workout in. Having the official videos and Nichole cheering you on makes it even better. I cannot wait to see what this week brings. I can’t wait to see how much stronger I get and how much smaller my body gets. It’s hard work, no lies there, but anything worth having is worth fighting for. I’m ready to fight! Plus, with such an adorable cheering section, how can I fail?

I kid you not, he was chanting this unsolicited while I finished my workout. My little love amazes me.

***Disclaimer: I was given my Revolt Now Fitness membership as a blogger to review for zero dinero. However, all of the words, posts, opinions and anything else that comes out of my cracked belfry are mine and mine alone.***

The Day the Tablet Died…

They started singing, “Bye, bye our sweet Tablet guy.”

No more Piggies, and the Angry Birds will no longer fly.

And my poor boys hung their heads and did cry

Saying “Without Angry Birds we will die!”

“Without Angry Birds we will die…”

My deepest apologies to Don McLane. But yes, as the sad song states, today the boys’ tablet took a tumble off of the couch glass first into the ceramic tile. It still works, but the screen is cracked beyond belief. When Jason and I moved into the world of iPads, (Props, Apple. Mad props.) Jason gave his old, slow, ridiculously large Acer tablet to the boys so they could play Angry Birds, Bad Piggies, Cut the Rope, etc. I guess it was just a matter of time before something like this happened, but my boys were heartbroken. Even Brendan, my two year old Bad Piggie architect extraordinaire, cried and mourned. You’d think their puppy had passed away. This¬†occurrence¬†was really the cherry on top of a morning that was heading south fast. But, I digress, because all in all, this is really a success story.

I woke up this morning full of hope. I stepped on my dreaded nemesis the scale. My darling devoted husband helped me take my measurements before leaving for work. He also helped me do something that I’ve never done before…take “Before Pictures”. No matter what kind of diet I’ve gone on, I’ve never had to guts to do that. Well, this time I did. Maybe this is a symbol of my determination this time around. I’ll tell you one thing, though, seeing myself in those pictures…well, it kinda took my breath away. Not in a good way. More like a “I kinda got punched in the gut” kind of way. Perhaps when my will power wanes, I can use them as motivation. I will not stay this way. Now I know why Nichole talks so much about “Revolting against the before picture”. Those pictures were enough to inspire an entire revolution of mind.

The rest of the morning was shaky, to say the least. Some moon must’ve been in the wrong house, because it just seemed like everything that could go wrong, went wrong.¬†After the tablet did it’s Humpty Dumpty performance, we tried to pick up the pieces of our shattered morning and move on. And we did! I ate exactly what I was supposed to and drank that gallon of water plus some. I had a small mishap with the “Power Up Pancakes” but at least now I know how to fix them for tomorrow. I have to say, I really enjoyed the food. It was tasty and I never felt hungry. I was even able to get my workout in, to the best of my sad ability. I have rarely felt as out of shape as I did trying to do those exercises! Mountain Climbers suck. Hard. Squats also suck. Hard. But now, it’s a challenge. I will eventually kick those exercises square in the butt. I will pwn them. Hard. ūüėČ

I know good and well that this is still all shiny and new. No one starts a lifestyle change hating it on the first day. We all start off excited and hopeful with boundless determination. I know the excitement will wane and there will be days that I’ll probably look at my list of exercises and be tempted to go “Ah, f*** it.” and skip out. But the trick is to push on. If anything, this morning was a baptism by fire. Hardly anything went right and stress levels were insane…but I pushed on anyway. I didn’t let the stress drive me to chocolate or cookies or any one of my many, many food triggers. I have to remember that. No matter what, I can do this. And with the support of my friends and the limitless support that the love-of-my-life has been showering on me, there’s a good chance that I will.