DASH’ed off 8.6 pounds… and more!

Hi Everyone!

I’m so excited the first phase is not even over and I lost 8.6 pounds so far!! I did have 3 cheat meals during it. Listen, I’m not perfect. Far from it. Yes, the food tasted delicious as it was going down, but after I felt bloated and just off. So I am working on that. Still 8.6 lbs for not being perfect I will take it.

I suck once again on photos. I think I’m literally taking be in the moment a little too serious. I put down my phone and just be in the moment or I’ll finish my dish.

Does anyone do “I AM” statements?! I feel like I’m late to the game on this one. I rolled my blend of oils on me and said, “Universe! Lets do this!” I literally went to drop-off today and friend told me a member on my team wants to have a class about the Essential Oils. I have an “I AM” paper next to my awesome vision board that I get to look at each day. On my wall I also have a picture of a sign at my friends house. It reads, “Never miss a chance to SPARKLE!” For so many years, I dulled my own SPARKLE to fit in the mold of people around here. I’m learning to just be myself and let my SPARKLE shine. Some people can handle it, others are hit with the green bug. Some I don’t even have a relationship anymore that started when Chase went to Pre-K. They don’t fit my need and I was changing for them and not who I really was. It’s OKAY to not be friends with all my kids friends parents. Being a nice human and saying “Hi!”, “How are you?”, “Have a good weekend!” completely respectful. I will not go out of my way for these type of people though. I’m learning to just say, “NO,” without a reason behind it. If it doesn’t benefit me then I won’t do it anymore.

This was planned to just be a quick post. I want to hear from you’s.

  1. Is anyone on a diet that I can cheer them on too?
  2. Do you have an “I AM” statement you say everyday. What are some of yours?
  3. Do you use essential oils? Do you find that it helps with EVERYTHING!


DASHing and it feels so good!

Hi Everyone! So as you all know I started my first day last Friday. I gave a quick recap of day #1 in my other post. So here’s 2,3, and start of day 4.


      Day #2 was good. Still working on getting my water in. My breakfast was onions, peppers, and brussels sprouts with a sunny side up egg flipped over. Didn’t need anything extra since all that ooey gooeyness from the egg does wonders. (Yes, I made up my own word. Live with it! LOL)

     Snack time I had a cupful of raw carrots and some crab meat. It filled me until lunch.


     Lunch was so tasty that I can’t wait to make it again! My 9 month old, Grayson, ate his whole bowl, finished Joseph’s, and then had the last scoop out of mine. I used a bag of the Hanover Garlic & Herb riced Cauliflower 1 cup is a serving the whole bag is 2.5 cups and Barilla Traditional Basil Pesto Sauce sauce 1/4 cup. I threw in some mushrooms and a little bit of low-fat mozzarella cheese from Shop-Rite. OMG! What an explosion of flavor in your mouth. It felt like there was a party going on in my mouth to my belly! SOOOO GOOD!

    Snack I had a side salad with Italian Dressing. It was yummy and held me over until dinner.

    Dinner came around and I forgot to take a picture, because my tummy was starting to growl. We had meatloaf. Now, you’re probably thinking, “NO, DON’T DO THAT?!” Well, I did, and I made it healthier. I’ll have to post the recipe (it’s my own) next time I make it.

    My last snack for the night was a cup of low-fat yogurt. It was just enough that I wasn’t craving anything else.

    Yesterday, Oh boy, Oh boy! My husband originally wanted to make french toast from scratch for the boys and himself. I said I was completely fine with it. He decided to give Chase two waffles (Eggos Spider-man) and some blueberries and strawberries. Grayson got Shop-Rite’s french toast sticks and fruit too.

    I woke up the hungriest, but I still stuck to it. I had two eggs scrabbled with mushrooms, low-fat mozzarella cheese, and one sausage no casing. It was yummy, but I’m honestly getting bored with the eggs. So I’m not sure what I’m going to do.

     Snack time was a cup of carrot sticks. Didn’t do much, and I was hungry an hour and a half later.

     Lunch time was another good one, BUT I need to experiment more with flavors. I used the Hanover Broccoli Riced the whole bag with two tablespoons of Italian Dressing and I did not feel an ounce of guilt! I do wish I flavored the “rice” a little bit with seasoning, but it was still good. It did it’s job to fill me up.

     The second snack of the day was just straight crab meat. Yum. You don’t need to tell me twice to eat my fish and shellfish. I can’t get enough of it. Yes, maybe crab is not the “best choice” to pick, but it’s a hell of a lot better than ordering a Big Mac or a $5 taco box. Those were always my go-to.

      Last night, we didn’t feel like cooking so we ordered from the pizza place. I got a large tossed salad and I added low-fat mozzarella, mushrooms, and crab meat with my Italian dressing. They sent it with creamy Italian, but I skipped that. It filled me up. It came with lettuce (obviously), carrots, olives, and cucumbers. I still don’t like olives. I gave my green olives to my Mother-in-Law and tried to swallow down diced black olives. Ugh, that was a total fail.

     Not going to lie. I was drooling and staring at my husband eating. I know, creepy. He got an eggplant parmesan hero AND a slice of white pizza. It looked glorious. Now, before someone jumps on the, “Wow! He doesn’t show any support!” Let me make this clear my Mother-in-Law is doing the DASH diet with me. Not as strict as I am, but she doesn’t need too. My husband on the other hand can eat whatever he pleases to eat. He got blessed with those kind of genes. He supports me so much and talks me up so much. Just the other night I was hard on myself, and he was the one that gave me the pep-talk that I needed. So yes, he does support me, and I will continue to stare at him like a dog drooling at his food choices. He didn’t put me in this position; I did.

     I was full from dinner still that I didn’t eat anything last night.

     So today, I realized, I suck. One of my new year’s resolution goals what to be off the phone and computer more and be “in” the moment. Well, those “in the moment” I forget to take pictures of my food and myself. I did learn today that I am down 4.4 lbs already. Which is awesome! I woke up with a new outlook on this DASH program. I do need to come up with different recipes. I did find a site, but it’s more focused on stage 2 so I’ll have to tweak it for now. I’m contemplating extending phase 1 longer than two weeks. Like the South Beach diet if you need to lose weight you can do 1 month then switch to phase 2. If you’re obese, which I’m considered, I can do phase 1 for two months. So I’m not sure what I’m going to do. My husband made the suggestion switch to phase 2 when it’s time and see how it goes. I might do phase 1 for two weeks, phase 2 two weeks, phase 1 two weeks, and see how that goes or just do phase one for 2 months. I’m a bridesmaid in my friend’s wedding in September, and I want to not only look but feel good!

    Today was rough, and it wasn’t because of the diet. Joseph’s Grandmother lives upstairs from us, and she fell before 6 a.m. this morning. My Mother-in-Law woke me up from a sound sleep to help get her off the floor. I got her up 1,2,3, but she was really dizzy and saying her legs kept giving out. It brought me rite back to when Joe’s Dad was really sick. A long stressful time. I came back downstairs and Joe’s Mom tried to help her into the bathroom. They didn’t make it. She fell again. We called for an ambulance, and during that time the boys woke up. I had Chase stay with Grayson in their bedroom until the ambulance left. Chase was a live when we would have to put his Pa into the ambulance so he knew to close the door and wait for the, “ALL CLEAR!” So far it seems to be nothing too serious waiting for another test to come back. She is on antibiotics and will probably stay a few days in the hospital to be watched.

       I, obviously, had to stay home with the boys. Joseph stayed at work, because he just got over a nasty cold/flu and didn’t finish his Z-Pack yet. Today is one of those days that I would eat everything in sight. I am very much an emotional eater, but I’ve been good. Water still not strong with me, but I’m building again.

Breakfast was two eggs and cheese omelet and a coffee with sugar free International Delight creamer.  Snack was a cupful of low-fat yogurt. Lunch was peppers, onions, mushrooms, skin-less chicken, with Mrs. Dash Garlic and Herb sodium free seasoning and 1/4 cup of low-fat mozzarella cheese. Very tasty. I’m about to go eat my snack for the day. Not sure what it will be yet.

Overall, it is a very easy diet that if I can do it then anyone can. Also, my friend Jean challenged me to a fitbit challenge for the week so I have to make sure I get my steps in!

Theresa Rose

Strip it Down

Everyday we wake up subconsciously with numbers running through our heads. It’s the way we measure how healthy we really are. The number on the scale, BMI, LBM, blood pressure, sugar levels, body measurements… just to name a few. How many people live this way by knowing all this information, and who goes through life just winging it?

( The heaviest I have ever been 264 pounds – January of 2016 )

I can tell you every single stat of mine, but would that matter? Some say yes and others say no.

My “perfect” number on the scale is 159.2 lbs. According to my BMI and LBM break-down. I feel the most comfortable when the scale read 162-165. Now, you’re going to say that’s only three to six pounds. Personally, those three to six pounds make such a huge difference on my height and body frame. My blood pressure is in the normal range and sugar levels are great too.

My measurements are bigger than what “average” be. Those I will keep private for now, but I’m sure I’ll post them later down the road on another post.

The only time in my life that I didn’t care when I gained weight was when I was pregnant both times. I had pre-eclampsia. (A pregnancy complication characterized by high blood pressure and signs of damage to another organ system- most often liver and kidneys.) The second time I was pregnant I got it worse and had to be put on bed-rest. I took snacking and binge watching Netflix to the extreme. I probably gained over 30 pounds the last pregnancy. Since I had it twice I am at a 5% increase in having a heart attack or stroke in the next 5-10 years.

18700228_10213000421550181_8761501242173845617_nI’m a MaMa. I want, need, to be here for my boys and my husband. Honestly, my husband gets upset when I bring it up, but it’s my reality. I believe that was my wake up call. If I continue to keep going the way I am. I’ll leave my kids motherless and that scares the crap out of me.

My BMI is high enough that I could qualify to get weight-loss surgery covered by insurance. That’s not something to be proud of.

I just turned 30 the end of last year, and I know my metabolism is not what it used to be in my teenager and early twenties, but I wish it would kick back in. If you tell me losing weight is manageable I can give you an excuse on why it’s not.

Funny story (now)-  The other day I tried on my size 14 jeans. I was so excited they were able to zip and button, but I have a little more work to do since my muffin top was hanging over. Later in the day I was typing my first health and fitness blog and my other jeans split around my right thigh front to back. I was mortified, but didn’t let it be known. I chalked it up to having the jeans for the last eight years and the thighs kept rubbing together at my heaviest so they finally gave up the fight on the wear and tear. So I “laughed” it off. 

That was my “rock bottom” reality check. I knew that I have to change in that moment, but did my head follow my heart??? Nope, I’m either eating the crappiest food or snacking here and there and not eating actual meals. I started to wear my FitBit Charger again on Monday, and it became an eye opener and not in a good way. The highest I’ve been in jeans was a size 24 – before my recent pregnancy I was a size 13-14 – after pregnancy size 20. I’m hoping, this weekend, when we go camping that something will snap and I’ll do more walking and really start to becoming more healthy conscious.

I’m human and will continue to do everything by trial and error. I hope that if you’re reading this and can relate – YOU’RE NOT ALONE!

I want to hear from you’s…leave a comment… Have you ever contemplated weight-loss surgery? What was your “rock bottom” moment? Did you overcome it?

– Theresa Rose

Body Shaming: Skinny to Morbid…

I have been from one extreme to the other, much unhealthier, side of the scale. I’ve been called gorgeous, beautiful, stunning, pig in a pen, chuck-a-shuffle master, heifer, and much more.

Since I was a kid I had body dis-morphia. When I would be my healthiest I thought I was extremely overweight, and now that I am, unfortunately , considered morbidly obese I feel it, but don’t see it all the time.

10458554_10204723818200397_4857389424109423006_nIt’s the same old story that you hear from most people that are morbidly obese. I blamed myself for something; my parents divorce. Soon became, very much an emotional eater. Didn’t realize I stacked on the pounds. When I realized the pounds my life became the famous Yo-Yo Diets; Aktins, Dukin, Powell, Nutrisystem, Isagenix, South Beach, DASH, food for your blood type, the list goes on… If it has a name to it I probably have a book or research on it.

I found that after coming off of them I gained all the weight right back. It wasn’t that I went back to eating horrible, but the weight came back just as fast. Which in return, if I gained back ten pounds it turned into fifteen pounds which I would turn to food to comfort. All that hard work for nothing. Down the drain it went.

Anorexia? Had it. Bulimia?  That too. Still to this day when I’m sick and puking it makes me go back to this dark place.

I weighed 120 pounds at 5’8″ tall-average. I was considered underweight in the picture above.

Now, four months ago I gave birth to another son, named Grayson. I am now officially the heaviest I have ever been in my life. This isn’t who I’m suppose to be. I’m not suppose to be the Mommy that doesn’t go out and play with her kids on the playground, because she’s afraid another kid will say something mean about me to child. They deserve the best of me. Someone who shows they love themselves; just as much as I love them.

My college friend, Stephanie, posted that she was interested in going to the Disney Princess Half Marathon. You have to complete each mile within 16 minutes. Being completely out of shape, and already going next year to Disney World. I decided that will be my goal for 2019. That gives me seventeen months to get to my goal weight. Plus, I used to run, but I don’t think I would come near 16 minute miles; let alone 13.1 times doing it. I know a lot of people do the run/walk method for it, but my goal is to run the whole time. Unless, I’m taking awesome pictures of Cinderella’s Castle or Disney princesses.

This is my journey. It will be long, tears, lots of sweat, blood, blisters, freezing cold, hot and humid, but I will get through it. My boys deserve the best of me, and having to be on bed rest the beginning of the year due to complications in my pregnancy. My legs could use a good stretch. So it’s time to charge up the FitBit and be held accountable for what I do and what goes into my mouth.

Will you join me? Comment below- what helps you stay motivated? If you want to join in on losing weight for good? Don’t forget to follow me!

 -Theresa Rose