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Friday, January 28, 2011

SEXY BITCHES

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I recently started up a workout group, it's called the Sexy Bitches Workout Group (SBWG). Once a week, I meet with the girls and train them. Due to the wonderful response and demand, we will more than likely be adding a second day. I have my girls complete a circuit of three stations; cardio, resistance bands, & kettle bell...for now. These stations will change periodically to ensure variety as well as muscle confusion. It's important to not fall into a workout rut where the same workout goes unchanged for long periods of time. You need to keep your muscles guessing and growing. You will build a tolerance to the same workout routine. This will prevent you from building more lean muscle mass and increase the chance for a weight loss plateau.  

      After the session, we sit and discuss food issues, tips, recipes, etc. Each girl receives a folder on their first day. It contains a variety of information as well as a 'getting started' packet. I will be adding to the folders each week. I designed a workout program for each girl to do at home and will be keeping track of their weights and measurements. I fully expect them to workout 6 days a week and stay on track with healthy eating. I'm dead ass honest with them and I don't want to hear excuses. But they all know how much their success means to me. I want nothing more than to see them healthy and happy and I will do anything to make sure that happens, but they have to do the work. It's hard and I'm up front about that, but they also know the rewards are more than worth it. Who will win the race to sexy??? I hope every last one of them.

Why start a workout group? Well...why the hell not? Here's the thing. I've made this great change in my life. I've lost the weight and found myself, blah blah blah. Well this shit is no fun by myself! I have all these amazing women in my life and they are all unhappy with themselves (just like I was), or at the very least would like to look and feel better. I've learned the hard way how to succeed. Why shouldn't I make it easier on the ones that I love? There is no reason they should have to make the same mistakes that I did. Let's get to the heart of it and start doing the shit right. I figured if they are willing to put the hard work in, I'll show them what to do. It's the least I can do...and damn, I sure wish it would have been there for me when I started. I spent many low moments second guessing myself with no one to commiserate with. It would've been so much easier to have a group of girls who were going through the same exact thing, people I could lean on and count on for support. So that is how SBWG was born. I had a mission to help all these incredible sexy bitches in my life to get healthy and to get happy. And besides, I need some cohorts...and hell, nobody wants to hang out with the health nut when they are still in couch-mode. Fo Sho.

I wasn't going to blog about SBWG until we had some more time under our belt but I couldn't wait...and I'll tell ya why. These girls are blowing my mind! I'm so impressed and so proud! I mean literally, after the very first workout session, these girls were making huge changes...immediately. They made big grocery orders and filled their houses with healthy foods, they started making their workout a priority, but most importantly (and most impressive) is that they started banding together. Immediately they connected with each other and saw themselves as a unit...a group. Within a day, they were face-booking each other, texting one another, and even talking on the phone to schedule buddy workouts (other than the official once a week class). My cousin Andi and my best friend Diana are especially the two stand outs so far, and I am ridiculously proud of them. They are blowing my initial expectations out of the water and I have to tell ya, I am getting so friggin' excited about this group! I see the determination starting to brew within them. I see the beginnings of belief. Belief they can do this. Belief that they can change. Belief in themselves. With all honesty... it is beautiful to watch. When I look at these women, I see the women they want to be. I see the healthy and happy version of themselves. My mission is to help them see what I see. Help them find that sexy, confident woman inside of them. I know they can do this. I know it 100%. The tricky part is getting them to know that too. To really, really believe it.

If you want to make a change in your life, get healthy, drop some weight, and be happier, I encourage you to form a workout group of your own. We all know at least one or two (or more) people who would love to be happier and healthier. But they may not necessarily know how to or may feel overwhelmed. Come together and create something that will instantly provide a world of support and understanding for you. What's amazing is not only are your group members with you during the group workouts and get-togethers, but they are with you even when you are home alone. You carry that sense of belongingness and camaraderie with you and inside you. You want to do good so that you don't let them down, you feel more powerful with some backup, and who knows, you may find that you even enjoy a little competition to keep ya going.

WHAT IS SEXY ANYWAY??? Well the Merriam-Webster dictionary defines sexy as 'sexually suggestive or stimulating' and 'generally attractive or interesting'. I don't agree with either description. Here's my 2 cents. Sexy has nothing to do with one's physicality. Sexy is a state of mind. Sexy is being strong and confident in who you are and what you are capable of. Sexy is knowing who you are and liking who you are. It's also knowing who you don't want to be and working hard at not becoming that person by sticking to the higher road.

Sexy is what happens when you have battled your way through hardships, when you've worked hard at living the life you've fought for and not settling for the one you've been given.

Sexy is not how you look, it's how you make people feel. It's the vibe you emit. People want to be around someone who has a positive, confident, and open vibe. It's contagious...and it's what sexy looks like. It doesn't have anything to do with what size pants you wear or how much money you have. Sexy is a feeling, not a dress size. We all have sexy that lives inside of us, but it only ever presents itself if you work hard to find it. You have to figure out who you are. And once you do, if you don't absolutely love that person you've uncovered, well...you got some work to do. Don't settle for who you are at the moment, BECOME the person you want to be. It's not easy. Sometimes you find some shit that has been hiding out inside of you and it's straight up ugly. Find it. Process it. Change it.

People think you can't change the past. The hell you can't. You CAN change the past. You can change it by looking at it differently. Take something that has been painful and has been holding you back and turn it into a reason for change. Let that negative energy propel and catapult you into a different direction. Let it give you a reason for lighting a fire under your ass and not letting your past define who you are now. 

All of our pasts, our experiences, our defining moments, they aren't defined by the actual event, they are defined by our emotions connected to it. Change your emotions connected to it.

Instead of harboring past anger and letting it live and fester inside of you, use it. Use the hell out of it. Anger is one of the most destructive emotions out there. Do you know why? Because it is powerful. It is explosive. Use that.

Take that power and those intense destructive feelings and turn it into motivation. Motivation for change. Motivation for proving people wrong. Motivation for proving yourself right. Motivation for the best revenge that one could possibly achieve....the revenge of happiness. Believe me, nothing will fire people up more and make them seethe with jealousy than you getting your shit together and being....simply...happy.

Happiness of one tends to bring out the down and dirty of another. So do it. Change your past by changing your now. And if you can do that, you can ensure your future to be a happy one. One that isn't filled with excuses and blame. Don't sit around and blame everything on fate and destiny. Fate and destiny are bullshit. Don't sit around waiting for fate to knock on your door and deliver you a pocketful of sunshine. That shit ain't happening. Make your life what you want it to be. You can wish it all you want, you'll get nowhere...and you'll have no one to blame but yourself. Take life by the horns. And when you get knocked down, get back up and grab it again. Nobody gets a free ride to a happy life. You gotta go get it, then you gotta fight like hell to keep it. It's your choice.

"It's choice...not chance...that determines your destiny",
        Jean Nidetch

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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

WHY I HAD BODY LIFT SURGERY.

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  Let me start by saying, I knew I was going to have body lift surgery before I even lost one pound. 


Me right before my weight loss journey (262 lbs and then me three months post-surgery (144 lbs). There was a very long two years in between these two pictures.


I knew if I put the crazy work in and actually lost over a hundred and twenty pounds, I was gonna want to go all the way with what my original goal was. I had a mission. Mission Sexy Bitch. So I put it in the back of my mind and didn't think about it too much. I just knew it was going to happen.

     What is a body lift? There are some different combinations of procedures that can be considered a body lift. My body lift was going to include an arm lift, a breast lift, a tummy tuck, and an upper thigh lift. If you look up body lift, you will get a variety of descriptions, but it always includes procedures from both the upper body and lower body.

I also wanted to have a scar revision done on an old botched hack job I had done as a result of an emergency appendectomy when I was a kid. The hack doctor cut me vertically (something you never do on the abdomen) and it resulted in a nasty formation that actually looked like an ass. Not joking folks, the skin on either side of it bubbled up and it looked like an actual ass. My closest peeps will tell you I speak the truth. It was totally an ass-belly. It made me so self-conscious my whole life. Honestly, I hated it worse than the hanging loose skin. Waaaay more. So to say I was excited to get it fixed is an understatement! 

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 It turned out that I had so much extra skin on my belly, my PS was able to COMPLETELY REMOVE IT!!!! The scar is gone! It wasn't just 'fixed', that son of a bitch was removed completely like it never existed in the first place! 
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     It needs mentioning that a body lift is not a means of losing weight

A body lift's main purpose is to remove loose skin and lift your parts up where they are supposed to be. Any reputable plastic surgeon will NOT perform a body lift unless you are near or at your ideal body weight. To give you a perfect example, after having an arm lift, breast lift, upper thigh lift, a tummy tuck, and some lipo in my legs, my post-op weight was only 6 pounds lighter, and just about all of that was from the skin removal.

     After 21 months of hardcore dedication, I was down to 150 pounds. Some hear 150 pounds and think that is still too heavy for my height of 5'4", but you must remember that muscle weighs much more than fat. And since I was solid muscle, I looked much smaller than 150 lbs. I was mere pounds away from my goal weight. My goal weight was 140. So I started researching plastic surgeons. I was online for hours and hours every night after my girls would go to bed.  I wanted the best surgeon. 

I didn't want to have gone all this time working so hard to lose my weight to only end up mangled by a hack doctor or have complications that would ruin my body (and that I'd have to sell my damn house to pay for more surgeries to fix it).  

I also read hundreds of articles and blogs on the procedures themselves to prepare myself mentally for what I was about to put my body through. After months of research as well as asking for references and opinions from doctors and nurses that I knew, I had initial consultations scheduled, a million questions written down, and a whole lot of excited butterflies in my belly. It was time to go see some doctors. 

Bring it the F on.

     In the month of August 2010, I had my consultations. I have to be honest, based on my research and what others (doctors, nurses, PS patients) had told me, I pretty much had my mind set on who I wanted to go with. But I wanted to hear different perspectives, see different facilities and be open to all of my options. It turns out after I saw all the plastic surgeons, the surgeon who I was leaning toward, Dr. Francis Johns, blew away the others. I purposely scheduled my appt with Dr. Johns last because I wanted to give the others a chance. But Dr. Johns, hands down, was the doctor for me. Not only is he highly regarded by all others in the medical profession, is a top-rated doctor in the tri-state area, and has won numerous awards for his work but he has the super-talented, super-confident, as well as the down-to-earth vibes going on. He doesn't bullshit you. And he will not agree to a procedure that he doesn't think you need. I love how upfront he is. For example, although he agreed I needed an arm lift, he took a lot of extra time to make sure it was what I wanted due to the scars it leaves. He wanted to make sure I was aware that while all my other scars would fade to be nearly invisible thin white lines, the arm scars would be thicker, more coarse, and would always be visible. 

I appreciated the honesty and the time he took, but my mind was made up. I hated how I had all this muscle mass and definition, but I couldn't see any of it because of the hanging skin. So I didn't care about scars. Scars, I could handle. And I can tell you, now that it is after-the-fact, the scars are a glorious reminder of what I've accomplished. 

I may be weird, but I love my scars. 

They remind me of what a tough bitch I am and how strong my journey has made me. I wear my scars with pride. But of course, that is my preference, many people would not want to have scars. To each his own.

My doctor also told me that not only would it be the worst pain of my life, it would be something I would not be able to prepare for or even fathom. He told me, serious as hell, that this would be ten times the pain of childbirth

He told me that the trauma my body would go through would be equivalent to that of a fatal car accident.  

I didn't care. I honestly didn't care. I had come too far to let pain stop me.

Pain is temporary. Pain doesn't scare me. This was happening. NOTHING would stop me. So I forged ahead and inside my head kept saying my mantra to myself...

'Bring it the F on'.

     I scheduled my surgery before I even left my consult appointment with Dr. Johns. It was set. I was so excited, I could have exploded. It was real. 

All that I did, every bead of sweat, every ounce of determination, every single second of the past 21 months....was all worth it. 

I was walking on air. That is a feeling I will not soon forget. Shit was about to get serious. Shit was about to get crazy. Shit was going down...and it was all happening on September 16th, 2010. Oh hell yeah! 

Bring it the F on.

     I had a few people in my life that were against the surgery. They could not understand why I wanted to have it done. They said I already looked good and I was crazy for spending money unnecessarily and risking complications. 

First of all, I did tons of research and spent a lot of time finding the very best doctor.

 Millions of people have plastic surgery. Any surgery of course has risks, but you drastically reduce the risks if you go to reputable docs, follow pre and post-op instructions, and are already a healthy candidate for the procedures. 

Secondly, these people didn't see me naked. 

In clothes I looked good, but underneath those clothes I didn't like what I saw. I had a lot of loose hanging skin on my upper thighs, stomach, and arms. And my breasts, forget about it. They looked like somebody put grapefruits in tube socks and sewn them on my chest. The shit was insane. I mean, I breast fed two babies, went up and down in weight for over a decade, and then lost over 110 pounds. My body was jacked, and the boobs took the hardest hit. For reals. So ya, after I stuffed my belly skin in my pants, covered my arms with long sleeves, and lifted my tits up off of my belly button and stuffed them in a bra, I didn't look bad to others. Not to mention I had to rearrange my nips and put them in the right place so I didn't look like I had googly eyes. Not joking, I had googly eye tits! 

So ya, I needed the surgery, I wanted the surgery, and to be perfectly dead ass honest, it's no one else's business. What I do with my money, my body, and my life...is nobody else's business. Period. The few people who mean most to me in the entire world were 100% supportive. That's all that mattered.     

Unfortunately, sometimes the people in your life you think you're close to, end up being jealous and unable to deal with the issues that your success has brought to the surface for them. This happens because you now represent to them everything they haven't been able to do. And it's not just if you're successful in losing a ton of weight, it's with any success. It hurts when someone you love and someone you thought loved you acts this way, but it will happen. I promise you. Beware and be ready for it.

      But again, my most important peeps were on board so I was bursting with excitement and looking forward to my future. Short sleeves and tank tops, here I come! I was fully ready to get rid of the tube sock boobs, the ass on my belly, and all the jiggly wiggly skin. 

Bring it the F on bitches!

" Life takes on meaning when you become motivated, set goals, and charge after them in an unstoppable manner." Les Brown


*I loved my body lift results and I will say that if I had to go back in time, I'd do it again in a heartbeat. HOWEVER, body lift surgeries are not for the faint of heart. 

For a more raw look at what it's like in the early stages of recovery from a full body lift, read my actual email update that I sent out five days post-op to my closest family and friends.

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