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Thursday, August 30, 2012

Emotional Stress....GO AWAY!


Sweaty
This summer has been a very rough summer when it has come to my emotions. I have been working extremely hard on getting my happiness in check. Every where I turn someone is trying to pull me down from my happiness. I truly wish I could share with you my inner most thoughts about the situations that I have been over the last two months. It's a personal line that I am not going to cross.  Some of the issues are related to my child and their autism. This issues have been counterproductive to my weight loss. 
Not sleeping has been the biggest issues for me. I stay awake way passed my bed time thinking about the turns that have been going on. I should be very tired from all the running around and work I do with the kids on a daily basis. I know that my Little Al is going to wake me up at 3:30 am & 5:55 am everyday but I am still awake. The mornings are rough because of the lack of sleep. 
I have been able to take some of the stress from bad interpersonal relationship and use it to fuel my workouts. The problem that I have to stay out of the kitchen once my workout is complete. I manage to find my way into the kitchen and looking to stuff my face. 
The past two weeks has been a good week for me not stuffing my face but I this summer I noticed the trend, especially when I re-kindled my love of cupcakes and ice cream for my son's 6th birthday last week. I did break up with cupcakes and I hope I don't rebound with another sweet treat. Binge eating is not new in my world and my emotional stress helps it along. 
"Emotional eating is the practice of consuming large quantities of food -- usually "comfort" or junk foods -- in response to feelings instead of hunger. Experts estimate that 75% of overeating is caused by emotions.
Many of us learn that food can bring comfort, at least in the short-term. As a result, we often turn to food to heal emotional problems. Eating becomes a habit preventing us from learning skills that can effectively resolve our emotional distress.
Depression, boredom, loneliness, chronic anger, anxiety, frustration, stress, problems with interpersonal relationships and poor self-esteem can result in overeating and unwanted weight gain." (Medicinenet.com, 2012)
I am determined not to let emotional eating to keep effecting my weight loss progress. DARN IT! So I am breaking up with my emotional stress! Bye bye. Go to the space and time where I set cupcakes! 

Emotional Stress....GO AWAY!


Sweaty
This summer has been a very rough summer when it has come to my emotions. I have been working extremely hard on getting my happiness in check. Every where I turn someone is trying to pull me down from my happiness. I truly wish I could share with you my inner most thoughts about the situations that I have been over the last two months. It's a personal line that I am not going to cross.  Some of the issues are related to my child and their autism. This issues have been counterproductive to my weight loss. 
Not sleeping has been the biggest issues for me. I stay awake way passed my bed time thinking about the turns that have been going on. I should be very tired from all the running around and work I do with the kids on a daily basis. I know that my Little Al is going to wake me up at 3:30 am & 5:55 am everyday but I am still awake. The mornings are rough because of the lack of sleep. 
I have been able to take some of the stress from bad interpersonal relationship and use it to fuel my workouts. The problem that I have to stay out of the kitchen once my workout is complete. I manage to find my way into the kitchen and looking to stuff my face. 
The past two weeks has been a good week for me not stuffing my face but I this summer I noticed the trend, especially when I re-kindled my love of cupcakes and ice cream for my son's 6th birthday last week. I did break up with cupcakes and I hope I don't rebound with another sweet treat. Binge eating is not new in my world and my emotional stress helps it along. 
"Emotional eating is the practice of consuming large quantities of food -- usually "comfort" or junk foods -- in response to feelings instead of hunger. Experts estimate that 75% of overeating is caused by emotions.
Many of us learn that food can bring comfort, at least in the short-term. As a result, we often turn to food to heal emotional problems. Eating becomes a habit preventing us from learning skills that can effectively resolve our emotional distress.
Depression, boredom, loneliness, chronic anger, anxiety, frustration, stress, problems with interpersonal relationships and poor self-esteem can result in overeating and unwanted weight gain." (Medicinenet.com, 2012)
I am determined not to let emotional eating to keep effecting my weight loss progress. DARN IT! So I am breaking up with my emotional stress! Bye bye. Go to the space and time where I set cupcakes! 

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Unboxing: Weight Watchers ActiveLink.

After much debate, I got myself an Activelink. I was sad when I found out that I can no longer be apart of the Activity Challenges on Weight Watchers Online. I am sad because I am number one on one and in the top 5 in another. Bye bye leader board.

I waited all day for my UPS man to come to my door with my package. (PS: My UPS man is HAWT so I wasn't so mad when he came to my door late.)

My inner Weight Watchers nerd took pictures of the unboxing.
















Unboxing: Weight Watchers ActiveLink.

After much debate, I got myself an Activelink. I was sad when I found out that I can no longer be apart of the Activity Challenges on Weight Watchers Online. I am sad because I am number one on one and in the top 5 in another. Bye bye leader board.

I waited all day for my UPS man to come to my door with my package. (PS: My UPS man is HAWT so I wasn't so mad when he came to my door late.)

My inner Weight Watchers nerd took pictures of the unboxing.
















Tale From A Tired Mom

One thing that you can always count on when working for the Department of Education of the City of New York is built in vacations especially summer vacation. Another thing you can count on for me is working harder on summer vacation then I actually do when I work the regular school year. This summer was the first summer that Big Al did not have extended summer session and Little Al did not have any home based providers coming the house. It was me and Big Al for most of the summer. I had Big Bea on a time share with her dad. Now Little Al is in the mix....I am tired.

The meltdowns and crying are like clock work. Little Al has become the freezer expert. I have been on an emotional roller coaster with marriage drama. I have to keep up my busy summer camp-like days with very little sleep or rest. I try so much not to complain because I could have a job where I work the summers and deal with the wonders of autism and global delays.

The latest thing that Little Al does that is very hard to deal with. When you tell her no or stop for something that she is determined to do or get, she screams at the top of her lungs crying. No words just crying. Crying like something is hurts her physically. I don't know how to react when this happens. I feel like that I am a very patient person but on rough today I don't know how I am standing.

On top of the meltdowns we are potty training. That means streams of pee as far as the I can see. Everyone knows she is ready. Her body is beyond ready....but she doesn't want to be ready. Her brain has not flipped the potty switch. She can spend the entire day dry because I guided her to the potty. When she has to pee when its not on the schedule she stands there and lets it happen. Usually I am standing right next to her and she pees on my feet. Not nice Little Al.

I really can't wait for school to start again. She need way more structure then what I have at home right now. Vacations have always been tough for Little Al.

God bless all of her service providers.


*I started this post in the middle of a Mommy meltdown. Little Al is having a good day so far, knock on wood.

Monday, August 27, 2012

A Breathe of Fresh Air.

This weekend I FINALLY got a chance to attend an outdoor Bootcamp class. The class was run by Jason Brazier of Better Health and Life Inc.  (Hi, Jason.) If you run/walk the track at Pelham Bay Park in the Bronx you probably saw him out there making his loyal followers sweat! I first e-met Jason at the end of last year and I never had a chance of meeting up with him for his Bootcamp. Jason is offering free (my favorite word) training for the Down & Dirty Mud Run the Saturdays at 9 am leading to the run.

The stars aligned in my mommy world that I was able to finally go. Let me tell you I regret not going to him earlier this year.

I rode my Lenny to the field because it only took me 25 mins to bike there. If I took mass transit it would have taken two hours. Rolled to the field and I found him and joined right in. Eventually my friend, Levonda showed up. (Hi, Levonda.)

Being on the field reminded me of the drills I would do when I played volleyball 100 years ago. I felt very focused, something that I had been lacking 95% of my summer. The work out was similar to what I do at home except of the team building activity and the other cardio routines. Here's no way I can do that in my living room...HA! It felt great to be red faced and sweaty with others. I felt like I was able to push myself more. AWESOME! The ride home on Lenny was great because the sweat just kept coming. I was proud when I took my shirt off to see that my entire back of my shirt was full of sweat.

I am considering becoming a client once I can figure out how to stick it in my schedule.

Thank you Jason.

Follow him on Twitter and Instagram @BronxBody

A Breathe of Fresh Air.

This weekend I FINALLY got a chance to attend an outdoor Bootcamp class. The class was run by Jason Brazier of Better Health and Life Inc.  (Hi, Jason.) If you run/walk the track at Pelham Bay Park in the Bronx you probably saw him out there making his loyal followers sweat! I first e-met Jason at the end of last year and I never had a chance of meeting up with him for his Bootcamp. Jason is offering free (my favorite word) training for the Down & Dirty Mud Run the Saturdays at 9 am leading to the run.

The stars aligned in my mommy world that I was able to finally go. Let me tell you I regret not going to him earlier this year.

I rode my Lenny to the field because it only took me 25 mins to bike there. If I took mass transit it would have taken two hours. Rolled to the field and I found him and joined right in. Eventually my friend, Levonda showed up. (Hi, Levonda.)

Being on the field reminded me of the drills I would do when I played volleyball 100 years ago. I felt very focused, something that I had been lacking 95% of my summer. The work out was similar to what I do at home except of the team building activity and the other cardio routines. Here's no way I can do that in my living room...HA! It felt great to be red faced and sweaty with others. I felt like I was able to push myself more. AWESOME! The ride home on Lenny was great because the sweat just kept coming. I was proud when I took my shirt off to see that my entire back of my shirt was full of sweat.

I am considering becoming a client once I can figure out how to stick it in my schedule.

Thank you Jason.

Follow him on Twitter and Instagram @BronxBody

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Amy Went To Summer Streets NYC 2012

Today...Amy arrived to Summer Streets! I had waited what seemed forever to go to Summer Streets. 

"On August 4, 11 and 18 from 7 am to 1 pm, nearly seven miles of New York City's streets will be opened up for everyone to play, run, walk and bike. From the Brooklyn Bridge to Central Park, along Park Avenue and connecting streets you can rock climb at Spring Street, receive a free bike helmet at 51st Street, soar through the air on a zip line at Foley Square or just stroll along and experience the city's streets in a new way—all for free." (NYC.gov, 2012)

Because I am a very active Dance Mom (Yes, it's a title) I don't get to go do a lot of the things I would love to do. I missed the fist two dates of Summer Streets and I didn't want to miss the last one. I sacrificed the last summer Mommy & Me session with Little Al to go to Summer Streets. I had to convince myself that the world wasn't going to come to an end because I miss a class. I told myself to suck it up and go to Summer Streets...dang it! 

Needless to say I was a little upset at mother nature when I woke up to showers. The rain was going to totally stop me for going downtown. I wasn't going to get sick from riding in the rain. I stalked The Weather Channel to see if the rain was going to lighten up. All morning it said that it was going to be 80% chance of rain until noon. It wasn't meant for me to go. I want to leave early so that I wouldn't feel rushed. Then at about 9am it changed to 10%. I left the house a little after 10am. If I didn't keep looking at the weather I was going to stay home and be all sad about no going once the sun came out. 

Since I still consider myself a newbie cyclist I had planned on hopping on the train at East 174th Street  to East 77th Street and biking from the station to the start on East 72nd Street and Park Ave. Since I was only stalking The Weather Channel and NOT the MTA I didn't know that the train that I needed was not running in my area in the Bronx. ARG! I found out when I got to the station that the 5 train wasn't running in the Bronx. I was so ticked off I got over my fears of riding in heavy traffic really fast. If you don't know, the South Bronx has very little bike lanes and the streets that have them no one respects them. That's very scary to me. I don't need to get into an accident. (Who really does?) I rode from East 174st to East 149 Street & Third Ave. I am very proud of myself. I rode in very heavy traffic and managed not to get bullied by the BX 4. HA! 

Swipe! I park Lenny and I quickly found out the 5 train was not running at all. WHAT! Time to refer to my mental subway map. At the station I was at the 2 train was only available, which runs on the West Side...I need the East Side. I got on the 2 train for one stop transferred to the 4 train for 2 stops and transferred to the 6 train to my destination. Mental note: Lenny is a heavy bike! She is heavy without the extras and now with the panniers...oh boy. I need to really work on my upper body strength to carry her. 
Sitting on the 6 train...I don't know how I got grease on my leg. Sexy!

I finally got to East 72nd Street and Park Ave. Now let the pictures do some talking.



In the beginning, there wasn't too many people. I just love biking on car free streets. I picked up some good speed and didn't have to worry about bumping into anyone. 


 It was creepy cloudy when I took this picture. I was waiting for Godzilla to jump out of Met-Life building. It was great to know that wasn't tripped on Manhattan island with alien life forms destroying the population of Manhattan. Yes I am weird.


I was bummed that I had to stop to let cars go by. I was going at a good pace. Darn you cars.


Another dang stop sign....LET ME BE FREE!! A few blocks away from this stop a couple that I had been tailed crushed into each other and the dude fell off his bike. It was scary...I was in the right place at the right time that I didn't crash into them.


I made it to the base of the Brooklyn Bridge. Since it was already 12:30pm and the streets opened back up at 1pm, I saved my BB ride for another day. Dude...your in my shot!


On my way back North, I had to stop and take a picture of Lenny with "Survival of Serena" in SoHo's Petrosino Square. I had seen Serena weeks ago when I visited the area. I love it. This picture sums up my summer of 2012. 


I pretty much spent my either trip looking for these Biker Chicks! I spotted them on my trip North... they are going South. The Chubby Cruiser in the center and her Bee on the right and her hubby is taking the picture. Our bikes in front of us. These are some amazing chickies. I can't wait to actually ride with them. I haven't rode with The Chubby Cruiser since the Tour de Bronx last year.  I couldn't ride with them today because my mom duties were waiting for me at home. (Psst. I look skinny-ish in this picture...LOVE IT!) 


Back in the Bronx....Someone needs to clean the wall in this station...gross. 


I am clearly obsessed with taking pictures of my feet. Fun feet facts: I was a size 10 at the age of 13. I became a size 11 during my second pregnancy. My favorite shoes are Converse of course; I own seven pairs...so far. I have a new obsession with high heels.


I stopped off to pick up some sushi and bubble tea before I got home. I love place. Fordham U is keeping this place in business. 

I love my bike and the places it takes me. 

Amy Went To Summer Streets NYC 2012

Today...Amy arrived to Summer Streets! I had waited what seemed forever to go to Summer Streets. 

"On August 4, 11 and 18 from 7 am to 1 pm, nearly seven miles of New York City's streets will be opened up for everyone to play, run, walk and bike. From the Brooklyn Bridge to Central Park, along Park Avenue and connecting streets you can rock climb at Spring Street, receive a free bike helmet at 51st Street, soar through the air on a zip line at Foley Square or just stroll along and experience the city's streets in a new way—all for free." (NYC.gov, 2012)

Because I am a very active Dance Mom (Yes, it's a title) I don't get to go do a lot of the things I would love to do. I missed the fist two dates of Summer Streets and I didn't want to miss the last one. I sacrificed the last summer Mommy & Me session with Little Al to go to Summer Streets. I had to convince myself that the world wasn't going to come to an end because I miss a class. I told myself to suck it up and go to Summer Streets...dang it! 

Needless to say I was a little upset at mother nature when I woke up to showers. The rain was going to totally stop me for going downtown. I wasn't going to get sick from riding in the rain. I stalked The Weather Channel to see if the rain was going to lighten up. All morning it said that it was going to be 80% chance of rain until noon. It wasn't meant for me to go. I want to leave early so that I wouldn't feel rushed. Then at about 9am it changed to 10%. I left the house a little after 10am. If I didn't keep looking at the weather I was going to stay home and be all sad about no going once the sun came out. 

Since I still consider myself a newbie cyclist I had planned on hopping on the train at East 174th Street  to East 77th Street and biking from the station to the start on East 72nd Street and Park Ave. Since I was only stalking The Weather Channel and NOT the MTA I didn't know that the train that I needed was not running in my area in the Bronx. ARG! I found out when I got to the station that the 5 train wasn't running in the Bronx. I was so ticked off I got over my fears of riding in heavy traffic really fast. If you don't know, the South Bronx has very little bike lanes and the streets that have them no one respects them. That's very scary to me. I don't need to get into an accident. (Who really does?) I rode from East 174st to East 149 Street & Third Ave. I am very proud of myself. I rode in very heavy traffic and managed not to get bullied by the BX 4. HA! 

Swipe! I park Lenny and I quickly found out the 5 train was not running at all. WHAT! Time to refer to my mental subway map. At the station I was at the 2 train was only available, which runs on the West Side...I need the East Side. I got on the 2 train for one stop transferred to the 4 train for 2 stops and transferred to the 6 train to my destination. Mental note: Lenny is a heavy bike! She is heavy without the extras and now with the panniers...oh boy. I need to really work on my upper body strength to carry her. 
Sitting on the 6 train...I don't know how I got grease on my leg. Sexy!

I finally got to East 72nd Street and Park Ave. Now let the pictures do some talking.



In the beginning, there wasn't too many people. I just love biking on car free streets. I picked up some good speed and didn't have to worry about bumping into anyone. 


 It was creepy cloudy when I took this picture. I was waiting for Godzilla to jump out of Met-Life building. It was great to know that wasn't tripped on Manhattan island with alien life forms destroying the population of Manhattan. Yes I am weird.


I was bummed that I had to stop to let cars go by. I was going at a good pace. Darn you cars.


Another dang stop sign....LET ME BE FREE!! A few blocks away from this stop a couple that I had been tailed crushed into each other and the dude fell off his bike. It was scary...I was in the right place at the right time that I didn't crash into them.


I made it to the base of the Brooklyn Bridge. Since it was already 12:30pm and the streets opened back up at 1pm, I saved my BB ride for another day. Dude...your in my shot!


On my way back North, I had to stop and take a picture of Lenny with "Survival of Serena" in SoHo's Petrosino Square. I had seen Serena weeks ago when I visited the area. I love it. This picture sums up my summer of 2012. 


I pretty much spent my either trip looking for these Biker Chicks! I spotted them on my trip North... they are going South. The Chubby Cruiser in the center and her Bee on the right and her hubby is taking the picture. Our bikes in front of us. These are some amazing chickies. I can't wait to actually ride with them. I haven't rode with The Chubby Cruiser since the Tour de Bronx last year.  I couldn't ride with them today because my mom duties were waiting for me at home. (Psst. I look skinny-ish in this picture...LOVE IT!) 


Back in the Bronx....Someone needs to clean the wall in this station...gross. 


I am clearly obsessed with taking pictures of my feet. Fun feet facts: I was a size 10 at the age of 13. I became a size 11 during my second pregnancy. My favorite shoes are Converse of course; I own seven pairs...so far. I have a new obsession with high heels.


I stopped off to pick up some sushi and bubble tea before I got home. I love place. Fordham U is keeping this place in business. 

I love my bike and the places it takes me. 

Friday, August 17, 2012

Success At The Pool With Big Al

Everyday seems like a struggle when it comes to deal with two children that are on the spectrum. You never know what emotional roller coater you are going to take today. I try my hardest every day to enrich the kids lives. The one activity that has been constant all summer long has been our visits to our local pool. Now that Little Al is done with extended session she can join in on the fun. She is still very very very afraid of the water but is willing to get in and hang on tight.

Now since Big Al and I have spent the last seven weeks in the pool together in the Tots (It's like Mommy and Me in water) he LOVES the water. It's a huge difference from the start of the summer. He now knows that he can reach the bottom of the pool and walk around. He can rocket launch himself off the side of the pool just like his big sister, Big Bea. By the way, she is a mermaid in the water. He is his cousin's, Dominick, satellite.

During instruction time in the pool we play "Ring Around The Rosie." When it's time to fall down, we all fall into the water. Big Al screams to the top of his lungs when he goes down with me. The success comes when we have free and/or public pool time. He asks me, "Mommy? I play ring around the Rosie...ok?" I look at him with my eyes wide open....I am listen to him sing the song...

He holds his nose and......"We all fall down!"

Goes into the water....the water covers his entire head....

He pops back up....smiling!

I looked at my sister and said, "Oh my god....YAY!"

My Big Al dunked his head in the water...by himself.

Take that sensory processing disorder!

I do blog a lot about my kids' success stories. Because of the global delays that Big and Little Al have sometimes I feel like there is no light at the end of the tunnel. I wait patiently. I patiently teach them the same routines, words, sounds, songs, etc.....and I wait to see the hope that these things are sinking in and that my efforts are working. It took seven weeks in the pool and he got it.

I have been punched, pushed, pulled, exposed, bruised and splat at. I was Big Al's pool punching bag. It was and is all worth it to know that Big Al is not scared to be under the water for a moment. He can walk, float (for a moment) and kick his way across the pool. It brings tears to my eyes knowing that he succeed in the pool.