Weekend Recap

I can sum up this weekend in four words: I said yes to the dress!

Okay, now that the cheese has been put away, let me just say this–I love the dress. I tried it on last weekend and really liked it, but still decided to try on a few more just to be safe. I’m glad I did because a) going to a boutique let me have the full “Say Yes to the Dress” experience (minus getting jacked up by Monte); and b) trying six or seven other dresses makes me feel completely and totally confident that the dress I picked is the one for me. It’s really strange because I did like some of the other dresses I tried on, but I just kept going back to the same one. It’s comfortable, it’s simple, it’s just exactly what I wanted..and I really really wish I could post a picture here, but for obvious reasons, that will have to wait.

So, moving on…this weekend was jam-packed with one-on-one Kristy vs Parents time. On Friday, I took the ol’ Metra home with my dad, saw Lucy (which was pretty disappointing), and stayed up past my bedtime to watch a special episode of Say Yes to the Dress, completely focused on a wedding at the Atlantis. And in an interesting turn of events, seeing the hotel on TV actually inspired me to change our venue from Paradise Beach to Ocean Overlook.  Essentially, we’ll still be on the beach, but now in a gazebo. A pinner on Pinterest said it best: “Beach wedding, hold the sand.”

Saturday consisted of brunch with my mom and dad, and then shuffling around to the different wedding shops with my mom and sister. We had an appointment at the boutique first, where I tried on five or six dresses, narrowed it down to two, and then headed over to David’s Bridal to try on “the chosen one” again. I liked it, but still wanted to compare it to one of the other dresses at the store. So, we went back to the boutique (this time with my dad in tow…apparently he showed up to David’s and walked into the dressing room like a mad man. Hysterical). I tried on a few more dresses, kind of sorted liked one of them a lot…but knew that the one at David’s was the one for me. Everyone agreed, so we headed back to David’s, I tried on the dress so my dad could see it, rang the I-found-my-dress bell (a tradition there, I guess), placed the order, and that was it. Woof. It was a long, exciting day and it left me absolutely pooped.

So, we capped off Saturday night with steaks and a bonfire…complete with s’mores. Which means my August challenge hit a slight hiatus, but whateverIdon’tcare. I’m back on it now. 

Sunday morning, we headed back toward the city (before Tristan completely freaked out. Absence makes his heart grow angry). Tristan and I hung around a bit, went to dinner with his uncle and sister, and then watched an EPIC episode of Big Brother. Oh god the drama. So much drama. 


August Challenge – Day 7 Recap

I took the afternoon off work yesterday with grand plans to go look at some more wedding dresses. That plan unfortunately fell through, but I did have a nice lunch with my sister instead and then enjoyed the rest of the day cleaning my apartment. For some reason, when I first was heading home from the loop, I couldn’t help but feel…I don’t know, lonely? It’s like I’m not used to having time by myself anymore, which is nice, but also weird.

In any case, food was good yesterday:

  • Apple for breakfast
  • Salad with chicken and fried goat cheese (kill me) for lunch
  • Burger with feta (no bun) and brussel sprouts for dinner
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  • A handful of cappuccino potato chips and a greek yogurt ice cream bar for dessert

That’s right, I said cappuccino potato chips. SO DISGUSTING. I don’t even know why I ate a handful…or why we bought them for that matter. But I digress.

Let’s see only four more hours until freedom sweet sweet weekend freedom. And then it’s tomorrow which means it’s time to go wedding dress shopping with my mom and seester. HOOORAY!

August Challenge – Days 5 and 6

Ooops, I missed posting yesterday. And ooops, I ate some carbs yesterday. Fish tacos, specifically. In my defense, I went out with a friend and we only ordered appetizers, so…yeah. I could have mentioned to her that I was ~watching my carbs~ but I didn’t feel like getting into a conversation about it, so I forced those delicious tacos down my throat.

So far, those tacos are my only “slip up” in this month-long challenge.  And today was much better….well, actually, it wasn’t all that great, considering I didn’t eat anything at all until around 7 p.m., thanks to being completely buried at work (sidenote: when did I become a person who uses phrases like “buried at work”? I hate myself). Lucky for me, my lovely fiance decided to cook a very very healthy dinner tonight: baked cod with a side of brussel sprouts, plus mango and peaches for dessert.

Well that’s all I got. I leave you with this:

August Challenge – Day 4 Recap

Another successful day in ye olde August challenge—though maybe not as much as I’d like. My eating was pretty on point:

Burrito bowl (no beans and rice) from Chipotle for lunch

And chicken sausage “cous cous” (aka cauliflower) made by me…

Plus grilled chicken with zucchini made by Tristan.

Not pictured: a banana for breakfast and Trader Joe’s coffee-flavored fudgicle thingy for dessert.

Now, I just gotta get this whole “exercise” thing going…

August Challenge – Day 3 Recap

Yesterday, I tracked everything I ate in MyFitnessPal, and it drove me absolutely insane, so I probably won’t do that again. In any case, here’s a nifty breakdown:

I had around 90 carbs total, mostly from fruit (four plums!), plus a quarter of a baked potato. If I were trying to get into ketosis, 90 would be too high, but I’m really just concentrating on not eating breads, pastas, rice, candy, etc and so far, so good on that front.

Now that I’m back at work, let’s see if I can keep away from the cupcakes and cookies that my officemates tend to bring in every day….

August Challenge – Day 2 (plus a wedding update!)

I stuck to my guns yesterday and made it through the second day of this 31-day challenge. Here’s what I ate (in no particular order):

  • 2 apples
  • String cheese
  • Grilled mahi mahi with green beans and 1/2 red potato
  • Banana “pancakes” (1 banana + 1 egg)
  • Steak fajitas (with guacamole, one or two bites of beans, a handful of tortilla chips womp womp) 

Please note, we also went to a movie, which means I completely abstained from popcorn/pretzel bites/Milk Duds/etc.  I am a champion.  Plus, I was out in Algonquin, so I of course went for a run with the mama and the papa. 3 miles in 31 minutes (not bad, considering I alternated 2 minutes running, 1 minute walking). Solid day overall.

In other, more exciting news, my mom and I talked a lot of wedding stuff this weekend and actually ended up going WEDDING DRESS SHOPPING. It was all completely unplanned and impromptu, but you know what? I think I may have actually found my dress. HOORAY! The second one I tried on fit like a glove, my mom liked it, the sales ladies liked it…now, we just gotta go back with my sister to get her take. I’ll definitely go try some others on before I make a final decision, but I’m 90% sure this is the one. And yes, I know “Say Yes to the Dress” teaches girls that you should only buy a dress that makes you and your entire posse cry when you put it on, but that’s just not gonna happen with me (or my mom and sister, for that matter). I’m perfectly comfortable buying a dress that I’m only originally 90% sure about. In fact, the more I think about it, the more I really really like it. 

As a sidenote, shopping for wedding dresses is actually pretty hard and somewhat embarrassing if you don’t know what you’re doing. Example: the sales woman walked in on me trying to awkwardly step into the dress feet first (which is apparently a no-no) and was all flustered by it saying, “I was going to help you. You have to go head first.” What? I’m not supposed to throw the dress on the ground and trample all over it? Also, apparently you have to wear a corset to try on dresses? There is no chance I’m wearing one at the actual wedding, lest I pass out at the altar.

August Health and Fitness Challenge

I love wearing dresses in the summertime. They’re soft and comfy and only involve picking one—rather than two—items of clothing to put on each morning. The downside to dresses—particularly summer dresses—is that they’re forgiving. Oh so forgiving. You can eat and eat and eat all summer long and be none the wiser about your increasing waist. Why? Because that cotton dress never feels any tighter.

News flash though—you’re growing. Yes, you’re stomach is expanding and those five pounds you put on over the past few weeks? Not the water weight you thought. You’ll find when you finally do put on a pair of jeans that oh no they don’t fit the way they used to. Oh no they’re much tighter. Oh no you want to rip them off halfway through the workday.

Is it obvious I’m talking about myself? Because I am.

Which is why I, really Tristan and I, are starting an August challenge. Here are our vows:

  • We will maintain a low-carb diet throughout the entire month. That means no more danishes, no more fro-yo, no more pizza, no more pita, and so on. We’ll still continue to eat fruit and the occasional potato (or at least I will), but everything else is out!
  • We will eat approximately ZERO dinners out the entire month. The exception to this rule is if we’re going out with friends (we don’t have any, so we’re safe there) or family (which should only happen once a week max). Basically, we’re saying no more weeknight trips to Weiner Circle or the Athenian Room. I’m also going to *try* to bring lunch to work, but that involves a little more planning and effort and thus won’t happen. But here’s hoping!
  • We will participate in at least 30-minutes of moderate physical activity every day as a couple, in addition to working out solo at least three times per week. Tristan doesn’t know this is rule yet, but he’ll learn.
  • I will post my/our food intake here. Every day. It’s a little thing called accountability.

And that’s it! Pretty simple and straightforward. I wrote down my weight and measurements yesterday, so at the end of the month we’ll see if/how much this little plan makes a difference.

As for yesterday, here’s what I ate:


Chicken cobb salad from Corner Bakery (and no, I did not eat the bread that came with it)


Steak smothered in veggies with a side of beet salad. This picture doesn’t do the meal justice. Also, yes, I ate out yesterday but I did not break the rules, as I went out with my parents. #loophole

Sights from the weekend

I can’t believe this past weekend is almost a week behind me, but I can believe I forgot to mention anything about it on the ol’ blog. In any case, here’s a quick recap with pictures to boot….

On Saturday, we took the red line down to Chinatown and strolled a mile to a little art studio for one of them BYOB painting classes. The theme was “love birds,” challenging us to turn to blank canvases into one cohesive piece of art.

In the end, we did okay, going from this:


To this (please note how far away Tristan’s bird is from mine):



After class, we walked a bit more in search of lunch, landing at Honky Tonk Barbecue, an apparently famous place. Too bad for them (or us) that their waitstaff was really rude, so we turned around and walked out, instead going to a Mexican place for a meat plate for two:


After the meal, we took another two or so mile walk back to the redline. Exhausted.


Sunday started with a bike ride, followed by me meeting up with my parents for lunch and boat and kayak watching by the river. It’s rarer and rarer that the three of us meet up for a meal without Tbag in tow, so this was a nice, shall I say, break from the GMC.



After parting ways from my parents, Tristan and I embarked on an impromptu fashion shoot, snapping these beauties:




I don’t know why, but Tristan’s face looks really really different and oddly middle eastern in all of these to me. I had a good laugh…I’m still having a good laugh.

We finished Sunday and the weekend the best way possible: on the couch, watching Big Brother and, of course, our new favorite, “Mistresses.” (Shut up shut up everyone shut up.)

Some Thoughts re: Weight Loss, Health, etc.

A girl I used to play softball with recently posted a picture of her flexed biceps on Facebook, and damn, she looked good.* Her updates show up fairly often on my newsfeed, so over the past few months I’ve very creepily watched her from the shadows, as she’s not only dropped an impressive amount of weight, but has also become strong. And I mean really strong. The girl is packin’.

And I’m envious.

Envious that she has the discipline, determination, and by golly the patience to transform her body and her health in such a drastic way. Envious that she genuinely seems to enjoy eating healthily and working out. And envious that she’s not at all weak – neither physically, nor emotionally (or, at least her Facebook persona isn’t).

When I saw that picture, I immediately wanted to hit the gym (spoiler alert — I didn’t go). If this girl could chisel her drastically overweight body — and yes, I know how harsh that sounds, but it’s true — into envious form, why can’t I do the same with my very average body? It should be easier to start from healthy, so why haven’t I done it?

“Well, Kristy, it’s because you have no self- control. And because candy exists,” said the crazy woman to herself.

It’s a fair point. Candy is pretty great…but I can still do something, right? Yes, yes I can. I realize I’m talking to myself now, but here’s my plan: I’m going to simplify my life by resolving to stick to a few simple guidelines:

• Make conscious decisions about what I eat…without getting carried away. I know what my body needs—less carbs, more vegetables.
• Go to the gdamn gym. Yes, I run fairly regularly, but I haven’t stepped foot inside the ~weight room~ (I’m a total brah) for months, maybe even a year.
• Drink more water. Duh.

As such, I might be posting more about food/health/workouts/etc. here a little more often because I really really wanna whittle my waist and shape my buns (wow TMI) for the wedding. Also, I need to start leading by example for Tristan. I won’t go into too much detail on that, but I know when I eat well and exercise, so does he.

*despite mentioning softball and my fondness for another gal’s body in the same sentence, I have not become a lesbian. Fear not, the wedding is still on.