Frumpty Dumpty Is Waist-ing Away!

When someone says, "Wow! You're wasting away!" are they saying you're losing weight or that your "waist" is widening away at an uncontrollable rate...?  Hmm....

Does my hippo-ness make my butt look fat?

Well, a little while ago, I came to the realization that I myself was "waisting away".  That's right, folks: Frumps Got Fat! Okay, maybe fat is too harsh... maybe I wasn't all "roll-me-down-the-aisles", but I definitely felt super unhealthy and uncomfortable in my own body.  I became, how shall we say, "unskinny".  You see, as a professional dancer, I had no choice but to always be in shape and, given the nature of my job, I never really had to focus too much on working out in order to get results.  Since I was always dancing, staying fit without trying to stay fit just sort of came with the territory... an occupational hazard, if you will.  Ah, such was the life of a Showgirl... (BTW: when you hear Showgirl think the Rat Pack in the 60s, not B-movies in the 90s...) 

After this humbling realization, I had to take a serious look at myself in the mirror (if I could find one big enough...ba dum ching!) and figure out how I had gotten into this dumpy-mess-of-frumpyness! If I wanted to, I could probably blame part of it on fertility drugs and another part on crazy estrogen fueled food feasts... but, honestly, that's the easy way out.  And I think the "easy way" is how I got here in the first place... 

"That's Way Harsh Ty"

The truth is: I've been unskinny for a while now, long before fertility drugs.  I needed to figure out what the heck was going on.  Enough was enough... and believe me, I had more than enough! 

It was a hefty task, but I had to be honest with myself and get to the big bottom of whatever issues had led me down Frump Avenue.  Like an old fashioned detective, I was going to have to search the crime scene.  I was going to have to find out who was responsible for this!  I was going to have to find out who to blame!  I was going to have to interrogate Ms. Frumpty Dumpty herself... and, man, was that upsetting:

Are you making the best food choices?  No. 
Are you working out?  No. 
Are you expecting pounds to fall off by themselves?  Yes...? 

Welp... this is awkward...  Turns out, as you probably already guessed, my problem was me.  I'm a smart lady and, though I'm no fitness expert, my understanding of the human body was enough to know this: calories ingested can't triple the amount of calories burned.  Challenge Accepted!  

Only problem was, I had accepted this challenge before.  Like a whole buttload of times before:  
Carbs vs. No Carbs... Well, maybe some carbs, right?
Cayenne Pepper & Lemons... That can't be right?
All Chocolate, No Worries... Success! Oh, that's not real? Ok then...  

In the wake of my fad diets, my friend Serina told me about AdvoCare.  After hearing about what it had done for her (... and I'll get to that), I decided to give it a shot and started myself on the product.  To no surprise, my hubby was gonna take a bit of convincing; to a big surprise, it didn't take long to convince him.  In the first 24 days (as part of a "24 Day Challenge") I lost a whopping 10lbs. and 6 inches (3 in my waist!) and he lost 13lbs. and 9 inches (4 in his chest)!   On top of that we've been coffee and soda-free since starting...  So, yeah!  Go us!  Everyday now I'm working toward something, and that something is feeling a bit more like the old me... but with a waaaaay better attitude. 

Thanks for dropping by FrumptyDumptyLife.com and -- Don't Worry -- I don't want to this blog to be just a platform to promote AdvoCare products, but they have been fundamental to my success so don't be surprised if AdvoCare makes an appearance or two!  If you are interested in giving Advocare a try, hit me up by sending me a message right here and, either way, cheers to new beginnings and rocking that yellow polka dot bikini...  That hippo ain't got nothing on me!