Day 3,4,5: The Wine-ening

Happy Monday!

I had a crazy weekend of not working out, and basically eating not great food. But more on that later.

My best bud came up from Calgary this weekend for a visit, some baby hangs, and to pick up their appliances which were being stored in my garage. Usually when my bud and I hang, we eat EVERYTHING. And I'm talking, everything. Chips, wheels of brie, loaves of french bread, and wine...oh the wine we consume.

This weekend, we actually didn't eat everything. I mean, we had hot dogs, copious amounts of "salad" (which was basically noodles, cheese and mayonnaise...and this was me eating the most of this salad). We also only drank 2 bottles of wine. One of which we shared! So look at us. Baby steps.

After all that gluttony on the saturday, I made a nice healthy "everything in the fridge" frittata and some home made hash browns.

The frittata had, spinach, corn, black beans, cherry tomatoes, mozzarella cheese and parmesan on top. I baked it for like 20ish mins (?) maybe longer...? Until it was puffy. Let it rest about 10 mins, then cut a giant chunk, covered it in hot sauce and was on my way. The hash browns were just panfried in a little butter and sunflower oil with original spice salt free Mrs. Dash. So good. The other pile is obviously just cottage cheese. 

Also this weekend, I went for it and bought some shorts!

Having tried on last years shorts and discovering they were GIGANTIC back in March, I decided to head out for some new ones. The other pair I got were 2 sizes smaller than last years!! 

Monday was your standard chest, shoulder, tricep day. Wasn't really feeling it all together. Was kinda just farting my way through it. I guess everyone has those days. I feel like I really need to switch up my chest days and feel the burn. Also on shoulders...and triceps... #bingoarms

On Mondays, we do Zumba!

I'm actually a level 1 Zumba instructor. My sister wanted to check it out in October and well, we both fell in love. I could zumba everyday. It's my fave cardio based activity. The first time I ever did it, I wore my old heart rate monitor and burned something like 560 calories in an hour DANCING. Just dancing. 

It was rush around like crazy for the rest of the afternoon, so all I could muster this evening was mini pizzas for me and the kid. 

Pesto sauce, shrimps and cheese. Nothing too crazy. Bedtime snack tonight is pineapple with cottage cheese and flax, and a protein shake. Fingers crossed I don't wake up at 3am ready to eat everything.

-Bailey

Day Two: Vega Bars and core work

Day 2!

Well, today started out really well. Actually, the whole day was pretty darn awesome. A trip to Costco that was under $200 and included egg whites, eggs, and a pork tenderloin.

After Costco, the kid and I headed to the gym for my other personal fave day: Back and Biceps. Seriously, is there anything better than back day!?

After my workout, I love hitting the Goodlife Fitness Group Fitness class CXWorx. One day, I will make it through that whole class without taking the modification to make it easier. That class kills my core.

Todays food was also not bad. More porridge, a buffalo chicken burrito bowl, a few snacks with my kiddo, then some bbq chicken and veggies for supper. Not a total crap day.

However, now (evening) is the time I get ravenous. I just want to eat all the food. It's a tragedy.

This weekend will kinda be a wash, I have company in town. I'll hopefully be able to keep my food on track. I usually struggle with that. Especially when my friend is in town. Wine, cheese and chips are a usual. This weekend, we are both hoping to eat on track.

I'll be back in the gym next week.

-Bailey

Day One: A Lesson in Stress and Carbs

Well today I wanted to start my fitness challenge, and it was just that...a challenge.

It started out okay. Kid slept in, I woke up feeling marginally rested. Did my measurements off an old set of measurements I found in my phone and lost an inch on my waist since March (hooray!)

Then it all went to shit.

My kid is almost 2. I don't think I need to go into more detail, but there is a lot of stress, a lot of tantrums, and I like to hide and eat those feelings. It also doesn't help that my spouse works out of town, so on these days where there have been more tears than smiles, I don't get a break. It's all me baby.

Stress has always been a big reason for many people to over eat (hello three servings of pasta tonight....). I wish I knew a way to combat that.

But before my day took a crazy turn, I managed to get in some measurements, and sad mirror selfies in my undies.

Gah, nothing like seeing pictures in your undies to be like ugh.

My current measurements aren't terrible I think. Considering where I have come from. 

Bust: 39.5"

Waist: 34"

I measured that weird zone below my belly button: 39.5"

Hips: 44.5"

I didn't think my breakfast was too terrible either. A nice bowl of porridge (since I was out of eggs...) that had Walden Farms pancake syrup, stevia, cinnamon and berries on it, a nice cup of coffee. My Progressives veggiegreens and my selection of vitamins. 

After breakfast, I headed to the gym for a well needed leg day. I'm that person who loves leg day. Today I added 10lbs to my squat (yay!), followed that with some sumo squats, then I met up with a friend for some donkey kicks on the cable machine, and a little leg press and some calf raises. I finished off with a treadmill incline walk, and BCAA's.

I managed to stuff a bagel and ham into my mouth for lunch, and a giant bowl of popcorn with my kid, then way too much pasta for supper. Right now I'm feeling heavy and gross. 

Here's to tomorrow! Hopefully, I'll go get some eggs. 

_bailey 

June Challenge Day 1

Today I had a plan.

In order to motivate prospective clients, I figured, I should see what kind of changes I can make in just one month of eating healthy(ish) and exercising regularly.

Then I woke up this morning with a migraine.

Fast forward all day to right this second, where I am still dealing with the remains of the headache, and eating chocolate in my bed. No interest in weigh ins, measurements, and taking pictures of the food I consume in a day. No selfies in the gym. Basically I was in my pyjamas until 4pm. And even then, it was a challenge to get out of them.

Shit like this happens. Tomorrow, I will try again. Tomorrow is always another day.

I will wake up and start my day, hopefully crush a long needed leg day, have a healthy lunch and do my stuff. 

Hopefully a good night of sleep and advil will help kill this migraine.

-Bailey

Hi!

Hello!

My name is Bailey. A few years ago, you could have found me over at missbeevintage.com. I lived (or attempted to live) a fairly 'vintage' type lifestyle.

Fast forward a few years, add a husband, 2 kitties, and a baby into the mix and well, the vintage thing kinda fell by the wayside.

When my baby was born, I went through the baby blues like any new mom would (yes, even celebrities go through it, they can just afford full time help). When you birth that baby, and all that responsibility of caring for this new elephant in the room, hormones are all over the map.

Throw in a couple other crazy life altering things, and well, that's the perfect storm of postpartum depression.

For me, a new baby, a husband who works out of town, and a move to a new house, (coupled with problems breastfeeding and the lack of friggin' sleep) made me not who I was.

I struggled. At my darkest time, I thought the easiest thing to do would be to put myself and my sweet baby in the car and just basically go to sleep. Looking back, I should have reached out. I should have called for help. I should have begged for help. However, I pressed it down for another couple months. Until one day, while wandering the mall, because what else do new moms do, I ended up at the Goodlife Fitness in the Sherwood Park Mall. Basically, just wanted to check it out. I was a member of another gym, but that gym wasn't attached to a Target.

With the help of my now boss, Mimi, and the amazing staff at Goodlife, I got myself back on track. I went to the gym upwards of 6 times a week. I got an hour to myself to just be Bailey. Not someones mom, not someones wife. Just me. I believe this saved me and most importantly, saved my baby.

I have since decided to pursue a career in personal training. I want to help moms who are lost and confused. I want to help moms who are either dealing with postpartum depression, or have dealt with it in the past. I want to help you feel great and in turn, provide a positive example for your kids. I am not a doctor. I'm not a therapist, but I am a mom. A mom who turned her life around with exercise.

Join me, and we can do great things!

See you in the weight room,
Bailey