Streaks

So, have been reading an interesting blog over at tumblr...

I admit, my inner fantabulitious girl has been hiding her face. And let me stuff my face in the meantime.

So, let's take a different angle at the fantabulitious movement.

Streaking is a powerful tool. If you are familiar with the site sparkpeople.com, you know it's at the core of Spark magic. (and if you're not familiar with that site, what are you waiting for?!)

I may have fallen off the wagon heavily this time, but I have not lost my mind or memories of hours upon hours spent at the gym sweating my heart out this winter.

I shall conquer this. Again. I am fighting the same first 15 pounds for two years now. I refuse to go on a quick-fix-that-is-no fix at all kind of diet, so the weight has been going up and down at a much slower pace.

It is a time of learning.

So, we come to streaks.

I admit, I haven't given them much thought, although I have been a Spark member for three years.

But it is definitely time.

This changing your life and yourself part is tricky. very very tricky.

So I'll start slow.

I am a winner. I am fantabulitious. If I managed to get up in the morning every day so far and face my fat self, I can DO THIS!

It's time to face the music and dance. Literally.

I hereby declare that I am starting a streak, not on monday, not tomorrow, eventhough tomorrow is pancake party over at my friends' that I am really looking forward to attend.

I am starting not one, but three streaks today.

STREAK 1: Workout EVERY DAY. Don't care how long or what. But EVERY DAY!
STREAK 2: Drink water EVERY DAY. The more the better!
STREAK 3: Eat a freggie EVERY DAY.

Yeah. No weeklies. I am bad with weeklies. Daily streak assignments for the fantabulitious girl.

Mini goal #1: 120 day streak on all the above.

LET'S GOOOO!!!

Is anybody reading this?

Or is it too early still? Has this blog been discovered yet?

It's a mystery I guess...

Anyways, for those of you (if there are any) who are reading, I have made the most delicious vegetable soup today. It's so yummy I can't believe it!

Basically, I popped broccoli, cauliflower, carrots, one onion, a potato, two cloves of garlic and green beans, together with salt, pepper, some dried parsley and boiled it to death.

I had some alphabet pasta (yes, I adore it utterly and completely and no, you are never too old to eat alphabet soup!) so I put it in after I drained the soup.

It was so tasty and yummy and the best part was all the leftover veggies (cause most of the broccoli and cauliflower became soup) I mixed with some whole wheat pasta and warmed shortly on some olive oil and another clove of garlic, sliced thin for the occasion.

YUM!

Pair that with grilled chicken breast and endive salad and you have yourself the lunch dreams are made of! Not to mention all the slow burning energy I felt coarsing through my veins all day!

So, are you out there? Anyone? Come out of hiding if you are, I have cookies! :)

I will do this!

So, I am a bit riled up with unexpected energy, must be from the extra sleep and sorting some things out in my head as well.

I feel energized, I feel ready to pump my fists and dig into some serious business here!

So, I am really proud of myself and this week.

The results are fabulous.

Three challenges, and all met.

I satisfied my inner foodie, and have chosen delivery over my own kitchen only once this week. And that is perfect! Now, to clarify, I have set out on this journey many a time before, but this one is special, because it is about me, and being free, fabulous, fantastic and enjoying life, something I have never put as a priority while "dieting". Ughh. Hate the word and the concept.
Here's another thing I've tried.
I spent the last five months "trying to live healthy", which is a ton of mental bull if you ask me. You either live free or not. Being trapped in a concept, no matter what the concept is, is still a trap. And that's a big no-no for the fantabulitious girl.

So, abandoning all preconcieved notions and concepts, I embarked on the fantabulitious journey with (hopefully) some of you to cheer me on.

I decided to satisfy my inner foodie. Because, really, I love food. Adore it. In all shapes and forms. And seriously, fat, the one that is making us overweight and tired and depressed) is unhappiness materialized. There is no big secret, just that there is one. And you can try to tell yourself it doesn't matter, it's the body image, blah blah... really, when you're working hard to convince yourself that you are happy in a fatsuit, it's a big fat lie.

And I don't wish to lie to myself any more.

I am beautiful.
I am smart.
I am talented.
I am a babe.

And I will honor this. By living, eating deliciously, moving my body to make me happy, not to spend calories, and enjoy every breath I take.

It's been a fantabulitious week, and I am ready to greet week two with some sinfully tasty whole wheat almont hazelnut granola cookies that the inner foodie made me bake this evening.

Mmmmmm! Fantabulitious!

Truly madly deeply

The Alan Rickman movie weekend continues.

Am a little bit sad, a little bit melancholic, and left with a particularly subtle feeling of warmth and comfort in my belly after watching "Truly madly deeply".
Such a good movie.

This is a strange time of the year for me, having lost a really close family member four years ago and I am, for the first time this year, remembering his last days while the anniversary of his passing approaches.

I guess the movie hit the spot in a way.

It's not all rainbow and sunshine in the fantabulitious camp, but we are wise enough to remember the good times even when reminded by the calendar of the darkest times.

Because life is the most fantabulitious thing in the world.

Since it's saturday...

... the fantabulitious girl has slept in. Really slept in. Oh the joys of weekends!
I love friday nights and staying up all night like I did in my unemployed, student, carefree days. Call me nostalgic.
So, last night after a wonderful party celebrating a friends' birthday, I returned home drunk on girl power, smiles and vanilla cappucino, my stomach wonderfully teased with napolitani chocolati and ready for dinner.
Yeah, I picked up a pizza on my way home. It was delicious, and my inner foodie wanted a bite. Not regretting it one bit.

So, move on. I have been planning to see this movie called "Blow dry" for ages now, and I finally tore away from the book I've been reading and got to it. Boy oh boy I have a girly hard on for Alan Rickman most days of the year, but this... yummy. Let me repeat it - YUMMY!

Mid afternoon today i popped downstairs to the bodega for more yumminess that, with a little bit of inspiration turned into grilled fish in garlic sauce, couscous/zucchini on the side and a perfect I-cannon-tell-you-how-perfect bean/corn/spring onions salad. Strawberries and dark chocolate for desert.

Now it's time for some light reading, followed by a run, then a bubble bath and a night of hedonism.

Here's to a fantabulitious week, almost over, so tomorrow I'll post the week 1 results!

Flying on the wings of my vow...

... I have been honoring the rules of the Fantabulitious girl religiously.

My inner foodie has been at its happiest, and has sent the info to my brain.

My muscles do remember what it's like to huff and puff and create all those other noises a blob of fat, energy and fantabulitiousness that is me usually makes while running down the street.

And well... let's just say that the fantabulitious girl has a lemon yellow handbag to go with her matching lemon yellow nail polish, already tried on and much enjoyed this afternoon. And some other cool and red accesories... oh how I love to fly on the wings of a new idea!

This is a feel-good post, one I will most definitely return to when my initial kick wears off.

But since I am now working together with my inner fantabulitious girl, and she is invincible, like any other hero with superpowers, I am guessing this could be a smoother ride than it ever was.

Here's to the euforia of a great start to a fantabulitious year!

Week 1 Challenge

All challenges will be put in a separate blog, as well as results and placed into categories.
(This is my moon Virgo speaking, my Aquarius is too busy rolling her eyes and my Gemini is thinking what to write next at this very moment).


Taa-dum!

The FOODIE CHALLENGE
designed to satisfy my inner foodie:

Eat yummy and clean. You know what that means. Key word: variety


The MOVE IT, SHAKE IT CHALLENGE
designed to lead me to my bikini body:

Go for a half hour walk/run five out of seven days a week. If it rains, find something else to do that fits in the category.


The FANTABULITIOUS CHALLENGE
designed to remind me of my fantabulitiousness:

Put some new color in my life. Clothes, toenails, mascara, hair accesories... be creative.

Report with results in a week. Byeee!!

House rules

Here at Fantabulitious Inc. we take our fantabulitiousness very seriously.
That's why we have house rules to never forget where our heart is.

The house rules are as follows:

Rule Nr. 1:
NEVER EVER EVER EVER QUIT.

This one is self-explanatory. I just had the urge to put it in writing one last time, because I don't plan to dwell on self-doubt and even beginning to think that this is not possible. After all, I am the fantabulitious girl. To me, everything is possible.

Rule Nr. 2:
USE YOUR KNOWLEDGE.

You know what I mean. Every experienced dieter has the knowledge that could put the Hogwarts library to shame when it comes to the subject of nutrition and exercise. Since this blog will not be a diet blog, this is just a moment to establish that all that is needed is to use the facts I already know.

Rule Nr. 3:
AIM HIGH. LIKE, REALLY HIGH.

Because ther e is no such thing as aiming too high.

So, there it is.

Anybody here already? Thoughts? Comments? Flames? The fantabulitious girl is a really curious creature and will welcome you with open arms (as long as you're not too flamey).

Intro

Fabulous.
Fantastic.
Delicious.

This is a challenge, a goal or a choice, take it as you wish. For me, it's all three.
It's not important who I am or what I do. If you are really curious, I am an artist, born in the sun sign of Aquarius that ascends in Gemini and my Moon is in Virgo. If you choose to bother, go look it up, I am a rather accurate specimen of the species.

What matters is that here, on this blog, I will log my journey while answering to a challenge presented to me by my conscience, my pig-headed strong will and most of all the fabulous, fantastic and delicious girl residing within my bones.

So, hello and enjoy the ride!

I have been challenged to change my life, my mind and my body by the greater forces listed above. I have a year to this date to do all three or face doom in the form of conformism and life in the average lane.

Time: One year.
Goal: A bikini body, a free mind and a fantabulitious life.
Contender: The fantabulitious girl aka me.
Mantra: I am not into life in the average lane.

Buckle up, we are taking off!

p.s. This is not another diet blog, rest assured.