Friday, November 2, 2012


So back on September 10, 2012 I made a list of goals. Then again in October I made a verbal commitment of the goals I wish to achieve. Here is where I stand and my next levels of goals.

September Goals 

1. EAT BETTER! Seriously though, I need to stop gorging on dumb shit. Oooh candy bar, let's get 3... Who does that? Oooh, cupcakes, let's get 4... This is the kind of shit that I do to myself. WTF

2. Get back to 135-145. I honestly don't really care what I weigh but I would like to live my life somewhere between a 6-8 and be happy with that.
3. Get my shoulders, back, and arms toned up. I'm the Matron of Honor in my sisters wedding in May and my dress is beautiful and strapless, I'd like to show off my hard work in it.
4. I've gotten into crossfit lately and will be setting goals for this soon. Currently my goals are the following....
4a. Do pullups without any bands
4b. Do toes to bar without any bands
4c. Do all pushups on my toes
4b. I always want to set a new PR for everything but I'm pretty proud that I benched 105 today for my PR
5. Stick to working out 3-6 times a week
6. Start training for my half marathon!
7. Get the husband on track with me 100%. We had a long talk this weekend after my target breakdown. When we're home I eat so well from the moment I wake up until I get home... that's when I get myself into trouble. I won't feel like making dinner and neither will he, so we end up at our favorite mexican place or ordering pizza. Plus I cope with bad news by eating cake and drinking... Oops. I know that I'm responsible for my actions but a little support from him helps a lot.
October Goals 
8. complete a pull up, chin over bars, without any bands.
9. climb the rope
10. complete a handstand push up

So where am I now? 
1. I've had some good weeks and some bad weeks. More bad than good. We're in the middle of moving to Michigan and I'm in the process of leaving my job, so things have been insane. I need to utilize my crock pot for the next few weeks and then pack up everything else. Not having structure is a problem for me and my eating is the first thing to go. 
2. I'm fitting into all of my 8's but it's not always comfortable. This goes hand in hand with my eating. 
3. This is coming along well. I feel stronger but again, this goes hand in hand with my eating. 
4a. Extremely close to getting my chin above the bar. I feel confident that I'll be able to do this by the end of next week. 
4b. Today I officially got my first (and many more) toes to bar. Super pumped about that!! 
4c. I've got this one down for the most part. I still have days where it's really tough to keep proper forms but it's getting there! 
4d. I don't know that this is a goal really. It's just a philosophy to always strive to be better. 
5. I've been doing well with this one. I feel like it's been harder to get up every morning but I think that it has to do with the amount of stress I am feeling and the lack of proper eating this week. 
6. Since we're moving, I'm no longer doing the Princess Half. Although I'm looking for a different one in Michigan, so we'll see! 
7. Husband is on track sort of. We're both under a lot of stress leaving our jobs, packing, working with the dogs, doing house repairs, etc. Again, I need to start relying on my crock pot and just be done with it. 
8. Same is 4a. 
9. I've gotten half way up the rope but I'm feeling pretty confident that I'll get up that bad boy on Saturday! 
10. This. This. This... This one is exceptionally hard but from what I've heard, I'm close to accomplishing it. 

November Goals (continuing old goals and adding new goals)
1. Continue the struggle with eating. Eventually I'll win. 
2. Get that dang pull up
3. Climb the rope to the top
4. Complete a hand stand push up
5. Complete a muscle up (this is a long term goal but I figured I should list it) 
6. Spend more time working on form and mechanics (doubleunders)

I've had this open for more than a day, trying to find more goals that I think I should set. Since I haven't thought of anything since yesterday, this is enough for now. I'll add to these in a couple week or so. 

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

You Reap What You Eat

I've always struggled with my food. I love love love love anything sweet and have lots of trouble with portion control. For more than a year I've been working out at Body Evolution 3-6 times a week, that has really been the biggest consistency in my life. For a good 6 months I was pretty insane about my eating habits then I got married. Then I went on my honeymoon. Don't honeymoon if you have issues with food. Well do, but then have a plan to get back on the horse when you return. Then execute that plan! 

My summer was awful. I didn't really gain any weight until later in the summer and once I did, I cried. We got married the first week of June, honeymooned the week later. We had 3 weddings this summer, a week in DC for my husband's bone marrow donation, and a week home for a death in the family. That last trip was when I realized how destructive I had been with my health and weight. I had to buy a new pair of pants so I could have something to wear to work because most of my pants were too small once again. Walking through target, I cried. Yup, cried. I didn't cry because I was fat again, I cried because I was so disappointed in myself. It wasn't anyone else's fault but mine that this had happened. Now I was a little frustrated with my husband's lack of support, but truthfully, it is not his responsibility to keep me away from cake, beer, candy, pizza, etc. 

So when I returned home after my long summer of "vacations" (I hesitate to call all of them vacations because there was very little relaxing outside of our honeymoon) I sat down with my husband and carved out another life plan. Then I shared my thoughts with the people at my gym. Everyone says 80% diet, 20% exercise, I know it's true but this time I am the walking example of it. I exercised, burning on average 800+ calories each workout, and I was still gaining weight. I gained about 15 pounds back from my wedding day. 15 FREAKING POUNDS, that was almost half of the weight I had lost in the last year. What a waste!!

So now, it's been about a month since I've stopped traveling so much. I have made strides in what I eat daily. I've committed to eating clean (well as much as I can). I've committed to myself. I've committed to crossfit. I've committed to my gym. 
The first week I was back, I stayed close to my caloric allowances, but I was usually higher than I should have been. The second week I was better, still high on a couple of days but mostly I was good. Then I really sat down and figured out where I could cut calories and where I needed to improve. I ditched the processed protein bars and started to make my own. I ditched the peanut butter on my oatmeal/eggwhite waffles. I ditched the daily lunch out with friends and decided to cut it down to 2-3 times a week and when I do, I get a salad. And like usual, I know what I'm going to order at said restaurant before I show up. 

Now I've begun my crossfit journey. And holy shit what a journey that is!! I've been doing crossfit 5 times a week since the beginning of September and let me tell you, this is when I truly realized that I reap the benefits of my food. We were home last weekend for a wedding. Friday night we ate food at the rehearsal dinner, had drinks, and didn't get in bed until midnight. The next morning we attended a crossfit gym in Ann Arbor and OH MAN!! I was fatigued so quickly, my food, drinks, and late night, had a direct effect on how I performed in the WOD. It was pathetic. Then Monday morning I felt that my muscles fatigued so much quicker from the exhausting weekend and the lack of total clean eating. So to wrap this up, you reap the benefits of what you eat. You eat well, you can exercise to your fullest potential. You eat well, you lose weight. You eat well, you succeed in life, well maybe not, but it will probably help. 

Monday, April 16, 2012

Long Time No Post

Life life life. 
Well planning a wedding and having a life and keeping this bad boy updated has been tough. So today I decided to update it, with no real plan as to what I'm going to write about. 

I guess I'll start with some accomplishments... 

  • Last week I broke into the 130s, which was awesome!!! 
  • I purchased my first few size 4 pieces of clothing
  • I put on my prom dress from my sophomore year prom/junior year homecoming
  • Reached a new PR for my 1.5mile of 12:57

I have also decided on some new goals to get to in the next 365 days

  1. obtain arms, a la, Jennifer Aniston 
  2. drop another 15-20pounds (which would make a grand total between 55-60pounds) but honestly anything under 135 is amazing
  3. drop my 1.5mile time to below 11 minutes (current PR is 12:57)
  4. drop my 5k time to below 26 minutes (current PR is 28:18 or something)
  5. complete a half marathon
  6. beat Eva in abs at least once, but mostly get a nice stomach

So to get where I am right now I have done the following

Pay attention to what I've been eating
Make my health a priority 

No seriously, that is it. Nothing complicated. 
I work out 3-7 times a week. 
I log EVERYTHING I eat, even if that includes a candy bar or cookie. 
Each weekend I sit in bed with Nick and make a meal plan for the entire week and purchase only that stuff. 
Each evening or morning I make a lunch, including snacks for the day. I also log my dinner and breakfast the night before so I know how many "extra" calories I have for the day if I am hungry but run out of food. 
Before I eat anything I look at any and all of the nutritional information, so I always know what I'm putting into my body, even if it is that candy bar. I don't starve and I don't keep myself away from just about anything as long as I stay within my tolerances. 
1300 calories a day
30g of fat
65g of protein (or more)
195g of carbs

Truthfully, the one thing that has made the biggest difference in the world, minus the LOADS of support I have from my Body Evolution family, is the fact that I have made all of this a priority. I cannot hit snooze and say "oh I'll workout tonight." or "I'll workout tomorrow" because today is tomorrow and tomorrow is yesterday. 

So I'm currently hatching my plan to run my first ever half marathon. I'm so pumped! So on that note, I will call it a night because I need sleep so I can get up and run with my animals in the morning. 

Sunday, February 5, 2012

First Full Week of the Year!!!

It's weird to think that this week, 5 weeks into the year, was the first week I have been healthy enough to attend all 3 boot camp sessions. Welcome to my January 2012, it was officially my worst start to a year in a very long time, I can't remember when I had this bad of a January. Anyways, here is my pity party. Week 1 (1/2-1/8) missed Thursday work because I was sick, missed Friday boot camp due to it. Week 2 (1/9-1/15) Missed one day this week due to sickness, can't remember which day but I know it happened because Nick was home sick with me that morning as well. That Friday around 3pm I just started to feel really ill. I had felt sick a few times already this month but most of my sick days were to prevent getting really sick, I was taking the "rest when you think you're getting sick and you'll have less sick days" approach. It failed. I spent the entire weekend on the couch, resting, napping, resting, drinking fluids, and doing everything you're supposed to do when sick that I usually never EVER do, but I figured since I'd been that sick, I should really go "hard" at trying to get better. On Sunday I felt a bit better and decided if I got a good night of sleep I'd go to boot camp in the morning. Sunday evening I spent the majority of my night dealing with an upset stomach due to some not so awesome food. 
Week 3 (1/16-1/22) Missed Monday boot camp, figured that if I couldn't sleep the night before, I probably wasn't healthy enough to work out. Pretty sure my body was giving me warning signs since I slept terribly all week. Still I made it to Wednesday's camp, which was a nice mile run in the rain, followed by legs, which didn't want to work as hard as I was asking them to. That afternoon at work I realized that I had a fever, which sucked, and it continued on Thursday. So I decided to go to the doctor since my horrid cough wouldn't leave me alone. Turns out, I had bronchitis, so they gave me some weird medicine but it started to work. Then I managed to feel pretty good all weekend, which meant Nick and I deep cleaned the entire house, it was the best weekend I've had in a LONG time. Week 4 (1/23-1/29) I was prepared for a good week. I felt better, minus my awful cough, but it was better. Then came Thursday.... Seriously single handed-ley was the worst I have felt in months and months. The medicine I was on for the bronchitis gave me a bacterial infection. Which presented with flu like symptoms and my body stopped processing food. Well needless to say, my bathroom and I were good friends for the day. I did not make it to boot camp on Friday. 
Week 5 (this week 1/30-2/5) Ahhh the sweet sigh of relief... or so I thought. Monday my bacterial infection was still lingering but I made it to boot camp. Monday was tough! My shoulders were still sore on Wednesday. Monday though, was bad, had some not fun "side effects" from my bacterial infection and got some bad news about a family member and cancer. Fuck Cancer. Tuesday showed up and I slept in, I figured I haven't made it a week without falling apart that I'd take it slow. If I make it through a full week of boot camp, I can go back to 5 days a week in the gym. So Tuesday my "side effects" got worse. I decided to call the doctor and got some medicine that really sucked. Then that evening I realized that I had poison sumac on my ASS. Yes you read that correctly, in FEBRUARY, sumac is growing in our yard. I got it last year from my puppy, she just loves to play in our backyard and when it's warm Nick is really good about keeping the yard clear of it for me. We never thought that in February it'd be growing but the patch of hives on my ass, begs to differ. I know, lovely, but this is the hilarity and terrible of my month. The last day of the month, I find hives on my butt. Luckily I still have the steroid cream for them so now Nick applies it daily to my boottay. (we assume that I touched the dog, then touched my butt, and that's how it got to my butt) 
So Wednesday I made it to boot camp again, this was a record (almost) but man, my legs think I probably should have skipped. We got WORKED, just plain worked. We did a weird cardio warm up that I wasn't too fond of but it was the entire leg workout that really kicked our asses. We were in 2 groups, I now realize I was no longer in the top group, I've lost that much muscle in 5 weeks, defeating, but a new goal to work towards. We started with.. 15 deadlifts then moved to a isolated hamstring move and did 10 reps, increased weight and did 8 reps, then increased weight again and did 6 reps. Repeated this cycle 6 times then moved on to quads. For quads we did 15 squats then did the 10, 8, 6 reps cycle 6 times. Don't forget, we had about 30 punishment burpees, which was just comical because my arms were SO exhausted from Monday still. Regardless, I made it through the leg workout, defeated a bit, but I made it. 
So Friday morning comes and I'm alive, well, and kicking, and at boot camp, the first time in 2012 I've made it all 3 days. And let me tell you, after boot camp on Friday, I wasn't sure I'd be alive and kicking when I left the gym. I had my first meeting with crossfit, while it was awesome, it was HARD. We began with our cardio, 10 burpees, 20 hand release pushups (your hands had to come off the floor), 30 box jumps, 40 squats (I wasn't sure my legs would hold up), and 50 jump rope. So basically you move through this sequence as quickly as you can and Mary recorded the time. I did my first set in 4:09, beating Nick by 8 seconds or so, I was pumped. Today was back & biceps and when I thought my legs were weak, they had NOTHING on my arms. We all started with standing barbell presses, NBD... Ha! So then after our 15 presses we moved on to a station, then did 15, 10, 8 reps, increasing weight each time, unless you're me and end up on one station with just the weight of the machine and Mary spotting you because you literally have no muscle left. Regardless, by the end of the cycle we had hit 10 or 11 stations and did 10 or 11 sets of barbell presses in between the stations. So we're close to 6:30 but not close enough, we go back to the crossfit cardio and have to BEAT our first time. Really? I was so proud of my first time. I worked hard, ended first, and worked incredibly hard during the weight session and now you're telling me I need to find some gas in my already empty tank? Okay, ready go! I beat my time by almost 30 seconds and finished second. I'll take it. 
So here I am, Saturday evening, writing down the woes and challenges I've faced the last 30+ days. Here I am, happy, content, inspired, and motivated. My entire body is still sore, my legs hurt to the touch, and my arms hurt when fully extended, but I'm here and I plan to do a 3 mile walk tomorrow if the weather permits. I can honestly say that January was one of the longest, most stressful, busy, and pretty terrible months I've had in ages, personally and professionally speaking. It was just exhausting. Still, throughout all of the bad, negative, and just silly things that happened to me, I still managed to drop all of my Christmas weight and exceed my January budget by 9% and only cried about the awful, terrible, very, very, bad month 4 times. I'm pretty sure that all of those cries came between 25th & 31st. 
My take away from all of this, when someone says "it can't get any worse" it actually can and it most likely will but you can choose to let it defeat you or you can choose to keep pushing through the shit and know that it can't be awful forever. Life just doesn't work that way. I literally chose not to let it break me into a million pieces. Yes I cried from time to time because I just didn't know what else to do, but shortly there after I was able to make jokes out of my childlike immune system and move forward with my itchy butt. It wasn't easy but I'm pretty sure it was easier than giving up and moping forever because I never quit. So I will end it with this, Nick sent this to me on Wednesday and it just fit. 

‎"God is faithful, and he will not let you be tested beyond your strength but with your testing he will also provide the way out so that you may be able to endure it" 1 Corinthians 10:13

ps i have not proof read this entry at all, i just started writing and apparently just vomited out a novel. enjoy if you can. :) 

Monday, January 23, 2012

Thank You.

Today I was able to officially announce that I am now a size 8. Previously I was in a size 10 but there was a couple months where I probably should have been in a 12. Now I've been able to wear a size 8 from time to time in the past couple of months and even got into a couple size sixes, but it was never consistent or the pants were still a little too tight. This weekend though, I went shopping and purchased 3 pairs of work pants, all in a size 8 and all but one fit wonderfully. That last pair is going to be exchanged for a size 6, I'm convinced that the pants just run big. Regardless today was a huge milestone for me, I've been working at losing this weight for months and have yet to be at a consistent weight. Today I finally feel like I've got something to show for it. (aside from the feeling I get when I check myself out or the increase in energy) But I cannot, and will not, take credit for this milestone on my own. I could not have done this without the support of the people in my life. I'd like to take today's blog posting to ramble my thank you's to those people, who honestly, have never read my blog before in their lives but they will once I post this. (I hope) 

Nicholas - When I first started waking up at 4:30am, 3 times a week, alone, it was really hard to keep it up. But Nick did everything in his power to keep me moving and helped to make my mornings easier. He took care of the dogs, dealt with me waking up so early, packed my lunches the night before, and even packed my car for me every night. He listened to be bitch about the class and took me to my 5k's to watch me cross the finish-line. He put up with me being cranky or so sore that I couldn't do a thing once I got home for the evening. He has been my #1 fan, cheerleader, and support. 

Mary - After talking about wanting to join a bootcamp for months on end, I pretty much resigned that I wouldn't find one for awhile. Then one day while out scouting for work I happened to see Body Evolution and that was pretty much all she wrote. Without Mary pushing me to work harder, lift more weights, run faster sprints, and teach me that there is no can't. Since starting bootcamp I have run two 5ks, the first one I shaved 3 minutes off of my only race time previous to that and the second one I achieved my PR of 28:something. I've also taken my 1.5 mile time down to 13:00 flat, done 18 pushups and 22 assisted pushups in a minute, and increased my strength overall. She lights a fire in me every day and I love every moment of it. (she also wants me to do a figure competition, it is now officially on my bucketlist, but do not see it happening this year) 

Rachel & Jessie - I know it seems silly but I have a great internet relationship with both of these girls. I know both of these girls from college but I can't honestly say that they were girls I spent a ton of time with while in college. We knew a lot of the same people but rarely hung out but thanks to the wonderful world of Facebook we somehow connected on the exercise front. Through this relationship we have committed to keeping each other updated on what we're doing with our fitness and it always seems that one of the girls sends me an email when I've been struggling with keeping myself in check. It's just been so nice to have them to cheer me on and to be able to cheer them on as well, they're great motivators when the girls are moving and I'm not. Plus it's really hard to type excuses out and to make them sound legit. 

My Body Evolution Babes - Eva, Jill, Tonya, Lisa... I hope I'm not forgetting anyone!! I live for these girls some days. Tonya, Tonya, Tonya... Tonya was the first BEB to push me. I don't know what day it was or what we were doing but there was one day where she just called me out when I paused. She pushed me to finish more sets than I thought I could and then to end the day she threw the SHIT out of my legs. I loved it. I loved that she challenged me, she called me out, and basically just told me to suck it up and get it done. How can I argue with that? Eva... Pushes me so much. I feel like I have a similar body type to her and I feel like I have a healthy competition with her. If I'm not sprinting fast enough, she's calling me on it. If I'm using 10's instead of 12's or 15's, she's calling me on it. If I'm tired and resting, she's calling me on it. The best part though is that she's calling me on it and saying c'mon, let's do this. Jill & Lisa - These two are pretty much a package deal. They train with Mary and come to bootcamp, they sometimes do legs two days in a row, which I wouldn't wish on worst enemy. But these ladies do it and then come to bootcamp. Lisa knows how to make sure that I'm not slacking, she's so sly about it too. "You sure that's enough weight?" as Mary walks by... Damnit Lisa! :) Then Jill, she just tells me what to pick up, I don't even get a chance to try to go to lighter weight. I guess you can call these girls my fantastic four. Between the four of these ladies I couldn't get away with anything less than 100% and I wouldn't change a single thing about it. 
I don't want the other BEB to think that I'm not great-full for them either because I truly am, each and every person at BE has influenced me to be better and to do greater. 

My Family - My family has watched me go from healthy, to unhealthy, to healthy, and back to unhealthy, yet no one has made me feel any less loved for it. But let me tell you, the moment I started losing weight, they were the first to notice (Minus Nicholas) and the biggest cheerleaders (Minus Nicholas) of my progress. Even when I went home and felt super fat, they were all "you look so great". My family keeps me grounded and I would not be who I am today without each and every one of them in my life. My favorite part of it all is that they will all be there on our wedding day to see the results of all of my hard work. 

I hope that each and every one of you know how much I value our relationship, whatever type it may be. Without you in my life I don't know that I'd still be on the path that I am on. Yea sure, I did this, it's my hard work and commitment to myself but honestly, we all know that I'd be eating candy and sleeping in if I didn't have everyone to keep me in check. Please do not stop keeping me in check. I could not do any of this without each of you and hope that one day I can repay you for helping me get my health back. Oh and a slammin body as well. 

Friday, January 20, 2012

You Get Better

This is true. Truer than it's ever been. This week has been extremely challenging for me. Work has been insane, completely stressful and crazy, its awesome but draining. On top of that last weekend I got a horrible cold, couldn't shake it all week and now I've got bronchitis. So on Monday I did not workout because I was sick. Tuesday I did not workout because I was sick. I went to bootcamp on Wednesday. Started out with a nice and cold mile run, I'm pretty sure I ran it in like 10+ minutes, not my best showing. Luckily we did the remainder of the workout inside and luckily is a very loose term. It was leg day, which is tough to begin with, but Mary is trying this new method, which is great minus it's toughness. We did a rotation of cardio legs and stationary legs. I slept in on Thursday instead of working out. I wasn't too sore either, mostly because I didn't push myself because I was still sick and finally decided to go see a doctor. I did go to bootcamp this morning and I can tell that my body still needs to rest. Just about any running killed me and most of my strength was just missing. 
So I made the executive decision to take the remainder of the weekend off from working out. Tonight I did some laundry, cleaned the bathroom, and am now resting for the evening and planning on a bedtime here shortly. I plan on cleaning the entire house tomorrow and then Sunday just finishing up laundry if anything. My hope is feel healthy come Monday morning so I can get back to life. I can't wait for it to be warm again though. I've decided that I'm going walk my dogs in the mornings on Tuesday and Thursday instead of going to the gym, I'll still make sure I am doing incline walks on the treadmill at least once a week. 
I'm also pretty proud of my will power this week. I am really trying to remember how bad I felt about myself when we got back from Michigan. I mean I put on a good chunk of weight in the month of December and I just let it happen, I didn't even really fight back, it was awful. I never want to feel like that again. This is the promise I'm completely okay with making with myself. 

Happy Weekend. 

Monday, January 16, 2012

I Hate Vacation

Okay, so I don't really hate vacation but I hate what happens when you go on vacation. Well it might not happen to everyone but it happens to me... I get lazy! Like not just a little bit lazy, but a LOT lazy. We started vacation on Christmas Eve and finished shortly after New Years, this is far too long of a vacation. I went for a run the first day we were home, it was not that awesome and that was the end of that. Pathetic is right! 
I'm sure you're thinking, oh well that's not that bad, well you're wrong. It was that bad. I ate whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. It's like once I break on something, the whole freaking damn breaks. 
Well I've been home for almost 2 weeks now and I've only made it through 3 of the 7 bootcamps that have been available for me. The first day back was the day after we got back from Michigan, so that was understandable. That Friday, I was sick, yay traveling, so I did not make it to that boot camp. I did make it to every boot camp last week and worked out on Thursday as well, with intentions of working out on Saturday as well. Then Friday showed her ugly mug, not all Friday's are ugly but this particular one was, she brought on the crud. By 3pm on Friday I knew that it was already too late, there was nothing left to do but wait for it. That night I had some rough sleep, with a fever capping 100. So I resigned to the couch and my bed for the weekend, vying to rest enough to be back to normal on Monday and I was right on course too. Sunday night I picked out my outfit, packed up my gym bag, picked out my workout outfit, and had everything in the bathroom, just waiting for the 4:30am alarm clock. Well around 1am my internal stomach alarm clock woke me up and kept me up for some time. I'm pretty sure I fell asleep about 20 minutes before the actual alarm clock went off. Now I'm hardcore, but I'm just barely getting better so today I deferred to better judgement and stayed home to sleep. 
So here we are, it is today, the last day of lazy. And tomorrow is the first day to reaching my goals. 
Goals you ask? Why yes, I have goals, they are as follows... 

  1. Get down to my goal weight (135) by the end of March 
  2. Workout 5 days a week
  3. Get my 1.5 mile time down to 12:00 by the end of March
  4. Have clearly defined calf muscles & triceps
  5. Pass the Air Force Physical Fitness Test (I just want to know I can do it, I don't want to join)
  6. No back bulge in my wedding dress
How am I going to do this you ask? By not being EASY!
It's time to start taking responsibility for my actions and working harder. One day at a time. 

Tomorrow's Plan of Attack
-Breakfast, Eggs over easy and coffee
-Snack, Fruit & Maple Oatmeal
-Lunch, Salad 
-Dinner, Pork Chops
-Snack if needed, SF Jello

I am hoping to update this daily or at least every other day.