Inviting Positive Change To Increase Positive Chance

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It’s such a beautiful Tuesday. I’m so thankful to have wonderful weather and pretty sunshine, even though I typically prefer the dark gloomy rainy days. Things are going pretty great and I get to stay busy doing a few things that I love. Such a huge weight has been lifted since leaving California. I’m still discovering even more reasons that California and I just wouldn’t be happy in a continuous long-term relationship. It’s truly an exceptional blessing to be alive and living somewhere I choose to live and not just haphazardly dumped somewhere by way of someone else’s poor choices. I just had a birthday and by some standards, I’M OLD haha. But I don’t feel old. After 20 years of periodically smoking aside from quitting during pregnancy; I don’t count that time since I quit for my little one and not wholly for myself, it’s been over eight months since my last nicotine use and over seven months without alcohol, I have people guessing that I’m 10 years younger than I actually am. No, I’m not bragging necessarily, but I am sharing what it’s like to eliminate unfortunate choices from my lifestyle. If you are trying to quit smoking, let me tell you that getting over those cravings and the mental struggle of aching for a puff is so worth it.

So I had to reevaluate some mental weight-loss tricks I previously mentioned sharing. Seeming that I can be spunkier than the average, I realized that the tricks I had in mind were pretty brazen and took some intense acknowledgement of what final change is being sought after. Here’s what I call the soft version of facing the truth.

The first trick is possibly the toughest. Facing your temptations and then ignoring them completely. I’m currently challenging myself to quit eating sugar. At first I thought I would eliminate all sweets and snacks from my home, but my tiny tot is still allowed sweet treats, so that just wasn’t fair. I had to become comfortable with snacks right in front of my face but not eat them. This trick also worked for quitting cigs. The many times over the past years that I wanted to completely kick the habit, I would make sure to get rid of all signs of it, no ashtrays, no cigarettes or cigarette butts, avert my eyes driving by the smoke shops lol. But in the end of it, I needed to have the strength to see it and not want it. I kept my last cigarette for a long time before lighting it and then only smoked half of it. Then I left the other half in the ashtray for months before tossing it all out. This worked wonders for me. Finally the smell of it is repulsive and doesn’t make me think about taking smoky substances into my lungs.

The next trick is to have help. Even though I had lost weight in the past, I never felt the confidence of a healthy mindset because of it. So I would gain the weight back. I needed motivation from someone that had no ulterior motives to giving me guidance and emotional support and a kick in the butt when I wanted to be lazy. Knowing that there was at least one person other than myself that hoped I met and even exceeded my goals was the difference I needed. Daily motivation kept me in check.

The next trick is to eat a little less. Physically we all have different needs due to health and have to consume certain types and amounts of calories for specific reasons. But I can’t figure a time that gluttoning out on an entire banana cream pie can be necessary. It doesn’t have to be something as extreme as cutting out an entire meal, or even cutting a portion in half, but taking two less bites during a meal or snack time is an ok place to start making changes.

The next trick is to quit making excuses. We all have the same 24 hours in a day, right? From my observations, the people that say they don’t have time to work out really wouldn’t know if they have the time or not because they aren’t doing it to begin with, so how do you really know how long it takes? Plus putting in five minutes of crunches, or jumping jacks, or arm circles, or simply sitting in a yoga pose for a few consecutive minutes can make a difference when it’s something that you don’t regularly do. I prefer home workouts where I can follow a video on YouTube and use my beloved pause button as needed, or my main favorite of random moves with these kettlebells. Starting small is still starting…

The final trick is to drink water. It’s shocking what I’ve seen people consider water. AriZona teas or sodas may contain water but it is not water. Drink straight water. If you need flavor to get it down, skip the flavored sugar powders and infuse it with some fruit and herbs. I like the larger pitchers since for me, preparing more at a time saves time in the long run but also it takes up space in the fridge that otherwise might be filled with unhealthy options. Fresh mint and lemon is my personal favorite.

Let me know if any of these tricks help you or if you need some moral support. Making changes can be so challenging, but that doesn’t mean that it’s negative or impossible to implement.

Have a blessed week…<3

Updated Boom Version 3000

I had no idea people took their porn so seriously. The day of my last post started a hell, thanks to a very sick-in-the-head neighbor that just couldn’t handle whatever embarrassment he decided would befall on his life from my vague mention of me blowing him off. The extent of disgust that will probably forever sit with me after witnessing someone nearing their senior years of life and using his own children to repeatedly conduct criminal acts towards my home is still unreal. Although I saw many posts circle about my supposed regret for saying certain things in my previous post, I will tell you very honestly that I never regret my big mouth. It is always weird when people put words in my mouth. I can almost see the sense in it since I really don’t say much but to the few people I trust, however it is still not condoned or forgotten behavior. I am convinced that there is something disgusting in the water, or the drugs are just extremely cheap in my previous stomping ground. Either of which, I can’t be sure. I do know that evil is real and in an unnecessary abundance in the hearts of quite a few people living in and around my hometown. Having my guy friends suddenly lose their minds because they watched whatever chance at romance they expected vanish by the second as I packed and made plans to relocate made it even more solidified in my mind and heart that finally leaving California was the right thing to do. How is it even possible someone I knew from high school climbed out of the woodwork to swear his undying love for me while having a serious (and from what I could gather, an exceptionally sweet and caring) girlfriend? I swear I met Norman Bates disguised as a real estate agent wearing a mask of professionalism. And it’s no mystery why my legal documents were sent two states away by my mail carrier when they only needed to travel 65 miles. If you ever need a bank recommendation, well, I can tell you where NOT to go as the bank I used for over a decade didn’t have any concern about one of their employees scheming an effort to steal my money by having my account shut down. At this moment, it is taking quite a bit of my strength to not throw off a few of my ever-favorite four and five letter words. So here’s where I am now…a better place. I moved to a safer region with a greater amount of quality people, gun laws that don’t make me want to vomit, stalking laws that actually protect someone being stalked, and the food is real. I had no clue I was paying for imitation vegetables that even from the organic section have no comparison from there to here. I will be posting on this site more frequently now that I’m better settled in my new home, my daughter and I have amazing friends, and I’ve alerted many large men about the situations from California, and that given the desperation of those unhappy people who made it their only goal in life to destroy mine, I wouldn’t be surprised if they showed up here. God bless my Smith & Wesson.

Some brighter notes…

Thank you to everyone that sent me messages of encouragement during my silence. I’m grateful for you, and the time you took to share positive thoughts with me even though we don’t know each other. I replayed every one of those messages during those very testing times while escaping California.

Reconnecting with Christ has brought so much hope and light into my life. My overall outlook has changed drastically, although I don’t know if I will ever be a big enough person to pray for my enemies in ways that will benefit them. Time will tell.

94 pounds is the final measure of my weight loss. The scale showed a larger loss a bit back but I’ve put on some muscle. My ultimate goal, the cut up, chiseled, strong six pack. I’ll be posting recipes and some mental tricks I’ve discovered soon enough. None of which have anything to do with eating disorders, diet pills, prescription or street drugs, or plastic surgery (don’t listen to the rumors is the point I’m making). Or you can send me a follow on Instagram at Lizzyboom1.

I’ll be back. Have the day you deserve. Hopefully, that’s an amazing one.

There’s Always A Rainbow At The End Of Every Rain

4 am and here I am on my computer after jumping out of bed because I laid in it for almost 5 hours before realizing it isn’t one of those get-your-resty nights for me. Because insomnia. Something that’s been a part of me for 25 years and I still try to resist sometimes. Anyway.

Am I the only fan still reeling from Prince’s death? I know there are some reading this that aren’t familiar with Prince, young ones and such. You should know that Prince was more than an icon or a legend. Prince was an entity that this world was lucky enough to have had him dance on its surface.

The news hit me in the head and heart and it’s been on repeat. I figured my mourning period would have succumbed to life existent but it has yet to agree. I never met Prince or went to one of his performances, I only heard stories of his lovers and lifestyle choices and I listen to his music like every other day. I really have no reason to even care (stay with me now), but I do. I’m missing Prince.

Something changed in me a couple days after I heard the news of Prince’s death. I’m still in a state of purple numb and don’t care to get into that right now other than may he RIP. Maybe it’s not been completely evident just yet or maybe it’s been screaming at the top of the internet lungs, whatever, but I’ve been really pissed off. Why? Because I can’t sleep, damnit! Haha just kidding. No, that’s not it. It’s because “friendships” I had no choice but to walk away from. The last 9 months have been some kind of a cleansing and purging of negativity and unhealthy relationships. Last I checked, I left behind 18 people that I’d known for a minimum of 10 years, 1 person I’d known for 20 years. One after the other, like clockwork set to signal that moment just when you think everything will chill out and it doesn’t, people I would have killed for, that I loved and respected and kept secrets for, displayed a hate for me that only ignited and burned because I lost weight.

Do I regret losing weight? Hell No. Do I miss those people? Hell No.

From the poor soul that admittedly hallucinated conversations with me and decidedly spread who knows how many fictional tales to the guy I used to ditch high school with for Carl’s Jr. breaks that ended up constantly telling me he’d cheat on his wife to the jackass that is still slandering me for not doing porn on his non-existent website to the person I considered one of the most professional go-getters I knew that ended up telling me his wife can’t know about the business we were starting, etc. etc. etc.

No, you probably won’t really be able to get where that’s all coming from unless you know more about each of these stories and I don’t expect you to get it, got it? But if you do, awesome. So what the fudge does this have to do
with Prince?

His death stings me more than losing any of those friendships did. Someone I never met, spoke to, shared a meal or moment with has left a void that I could’ve never seen coming. After hours of trying to figure why this was so, the answer came to me and gave me chills. It made me recognize a lot about life that I needed to be reminded of. Obviously, Prince is cooler than any of the people I dumped. It’s worth my time and glass-caged emotions to feel something for Prince because he actually did something with his life. He used his entire being to inspire, create, love, teach, and mesmerize people. He made people reflect on what is. There’s no time for shady shit, or to be distracted by shady shit when you live with noteworthy purpose. And we all have purpose, some people just decide that their purpose is to be extremely insecure and revel in an inferiority complex on a loop. I can’t speak for anyone except myself here, but that doesn’t sound fun. Like at all. That’s anti-fun. Even though a big switch-up like kicking 18 people I cared about out of my life wasn’t exactly fun, living my days being jealous of someone that’s got something figured out better than I do is totally dumb. You know what else is dumb? Thinking about the pain that people cause instead of living the very purpose that was meant to be lived…

Perhaps this post will be the final period at the end of a unique 9 month sentence I’m escaping from. Perhaps this post will help to remind you (and me :)) to not sweat the small stuff, even when it’s compounded into a huge crap mound, it’s still just crap.

PS: To any of those I discontinued that are reading this, it’s going to stay that way.

PPS: To everyone else, I really like getting messages from you. And I really like responding so please, super please make sure your email is entered correctly in the contact form if you really want me to answer.

“There’s always a rainbow at the end of every rain.”
– Prince

Thank You For Your Patience

This is becoming my new wrap-up line on phone calls with customer service representatives lately. Well, it’s more like, “Thank you so much for being helpful and patient.” I thought a few weeks back that I would try this out and see what affect it has, even if the CSR and I end up butting heads (very rare). It’s been cool and amusing, I haven’t had one bad response to saying this. Pretty much the opposite of that, the CSR feels appreciated, even if just for a second. I can usually tell because after a quick, shocked gasp their voice becomes lighter, happier, less concerned that I’m some off-balanced consumer that’s going to leave a bad word about them with their manager later for no real good reason.

Working in customer service is no joke. For anyone that has never done it, I could say you’re off the hook of dealing with some major negative crapholes in this world, or I might say that you’re missing out on valuable and necessary framework for life with meaningful human interactions. But the reality of it is customer service is really customer slave duty. And there are some greater-than-heinous pricks buying shit.

Why am I ending calls with this little one two buckle my shoe repeated line? Having been on both sides of the customer service spectrum, I think it’s worth it to be pleasant as much as possible and because it’s spreading a little nicey nice out into the world to perfect strangers. It’s really fun and it gives me a good feeling, too. Plus the main and personal benefit is that it’s making me a more patient person which is unexpected but welcomed, nonetheless. Maybe you’d find some enjoyment in being supremely polite to people that have tough jobs, too.

Try it. I dare you.

Disclosure: This post was inspired by sugar and spice and everything nicey nice.

Ohmconnect

Do you care about the environment? I do. So I couldn’t believe this when I first found it, but there is a company paying people to reduce their electricity usage. Their platform is actually quite fun and easy to understand after you sign up. I’ve been messing around with it over the weekend to make sure it’s legit and user-friendly, and it most definitely is. If you haven’t heard of this already, please allow me to introduce you to Ohmconnect. It’s been a smidgen addicting watching my kilowatt usage and participating in my first #OhmHour, and there’s also an indicator alerting you to whether your home is being powered with clean or dirty energy. I would use this even if it didn’t have incentives, but a $20 sign-up bonus is pretty nifty. Please note this is only available to California residents.

Are you using Ohmconnect, or any other similar setups to reduce or monitor your energy usage? What actions do you take to minimize your carbon footprint? Leave a comment or message me as I’d love to know what you do to help the environment.

*shout out to The Penny Hoarder for sharing Ohmconnect*

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Oh, The Irony…

Let’s play catch up.

My last post was so hopeful and positive about staying within a healthy weight range during pregnancy. I ended up gaining exactly 70 pounds while my kiddo was forming inside of me. 70 freaking pounds! I started out at 144.4 lbs and the day I gave birth was 214.4 lbs. So where did I go wrong? Not to list excuses, these are just the cold hard flabby facts.

Stress. I stayed single throughout the entire 42 weeks of pregnancy. I never intended on being a single mom, but when your child is endangered, you leave that asshole. Doesn’t exactly help that my family is absolutely nuts. And even though they offered to help me with new living situations when I had to unexpectedly relocate immediately, I found myself being physically attacked yet again and receiving death threats because I’m related to absolute weirdos that for whatever twisted reasoning had a big problem with me having a child. I moved a total of 6 times during the first 5 months pregnant.

SPD. I haven’t read anywhere that stress is a cause of this, although an overabundance of the relaxin hormone absolutely is. SPD stands for Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction. This was really the worst out of everything I encountered during pregnancy. The hormone relaxes ligaments in the body to prepare for childbirth, but in some women it does the job a little too well and the ligaments around the pubic area relax too much, making it almost impossible to walk, let alone do Pilates, jog, roll over, pretty much move any part of the lower body. It was terrible. Thinking about that pain still makes me cringe almost 2 years later… This started right around 6 months into pregnancy and thank God it went away right after my daughter made her debut. I struggled with these symptoms for so long trying to find out what the hell it was. My doctor thought I was crazy when I explained the pain to him. It was only in The Pregnancy Bible that I was able to finally find the name of this horrid side effect so I could start researching what was going on and how to survive it. That book saved me from a serious hormonal meltdown.

Cheesecake. I make some bomb cheesecakes. They are often referred to as “Dank.” Whatever that means, but I’ll take it as a good thing. I had orders for these things coming in left and right, although some people flaked which meant I would be sitting next to so many cheesecakes. Alone with no witnesses…

So yeah, that’s my pretty awkward combination that led to such an embarrassing amount of weight gain. But I wasn’t worried about it. I have struggled with being “the fat kid” in school and lost weight before, so I knew it wasn’t impossible. And I’ve lost more than those pesky 70 pounds. Now I weigh 132 and I see no reason to not go for my own personal gold of 125 lbs. Give or take a cheesecake.

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Salmon With Spicy Sauce

Add a kick to your salmon.

 

Ingredients: Salmon Fillet, 1 Tbsp. Olive Oil, 2 Crimini Mushrooms, 1 cup Spinach, 1/4 cup White Onion, 2 Chopped Garlic Cloves, 1 ounce Pepper jack Cheese (Optional), 1 Tbsp. Balsamic Vinegar, Coriander, Slice of Lemon, Franks Red Hot Wings Buffalo Sauce, Tabasco, 2 Tbps. Brown Sugar.

Directions: Cook salmon on stove top in a pan with olive oil. When outside of fillet is cooked, add garlic, spinach, mushrooms and onion to pan and let cook together. Spray/apply balsamic vinegar to entire contents of pan. Once complete, season with coriander.

Sauce: 2 parts Franks Buffalo Sauce to 1 part Tabasco. Mix in 2 Tbsp. brown sugar until thoroughly blended.

Prenatal Pilates

My, oh my, how pregnancy can change the regular work-out routine. It is not the easiest endeavor to go as hard as I am previously used to, yet I have found one way that actually allows me to get my heart rate up without causing any fears of what may be happening to my darling baby girl. Prenatal pilates > prenatal yoga. Yoga is soothing and an excellent way to come-down from the pilates burn a couple times a week, but for keeping up with any type of muscular care during pregnancy, I am screaming that pilates kicks butt, and I do mean that literally.

But, in my general guestimate, the prenatal workout routine of one’s choice will and should greatly depend on what shape your body was in before conceiving. It does seem that building up any sort of new stamina during pregnancy could cause some harm to you and the baby. I played tennis on average 3 days a week before becoming “a preggo.” Breaking a sweat is one of my favorite activities on earth, I crave it, I inspire it and I feel like a slothed out slug without doing so. If you just happen to only start concerning yourself with physical health matters during pregnancy, begin with WALKING. Walk like there is no tomorrow, but remember to watch that heart rate. All of the reading and research I have done as far as workouts during pregnancy say to stay within the boundaries of capably handling a conversation, never get so exerted you get lightheaded and be sure to stay HYDRATED. Dehydration is an exceptionally dangerous attribute during pregnancy.

And of course, I am curious as to what regimen you use to stay healthy throughout pregnancy. Feel free to share some thoughts with me and other readers so we can nab some ideas. We get just less than a year to do this pregnancy thing the right way (each time, obviously). And please remember to always consult with your physician regarding any fitness routine during your pregnancy!

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