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Grand Finale
Losing It — Week 10

April 30, 2010


Well, here we are–the end of the line.

The end of the Losing It (Not Just Our Sanity) competition.

By the end of this weekend, the participant who lost the most weight over the past ten weeks will win a gift card to Dick’s Sporting Goods, a 6-month subscription to the healthy menu planning service, The Six O’Clock Scramble and a Weight Watchers pedometer.

I can tell you this about the winner already:

It won’t be me!

I stepped on the scale this morning after a few weeks of not weighing myself and discovered I’ve lost a grand total of

(wait for it)

two pounds.

woot. woot.

(or not)

But, surprising even to me, I didn’t really care.

Because, let me tell you, people–these last ten weeks have been life changing for me. I’ve learned more about myself, about true health, about life than I ever expected I would on that day when Jessie, Mary and I decided, on a whim, to start up a weight loss competition.

I learned that my ten year long starve-binge-starve practices had compromised my metabolism even more than I thought and that it needed the proper nutrients and enough food at regular intervals to work correctly. And I learned that it can work correctly.

I discovered that living intentionally affects not only my health and weight, but every aspect of my life. And I discovered that my health and my weight are not always the same issue.

I made significant changes to my family’s diet, with more still evolving. And I was shocked to notice the difference in how I feel when I eat healthily on a regular, normal basis.

I found (and this is a biggie) that I didn’t have to talk and joke about my weight to make the monster retreat or seem less formidable. And in realizing this fact and acting upon it, I broke a years-long detrimental habit.

It took ten weeks to get to this place.

A healthy place.

A place of wholeness.

But at the end of it, though I didn’t see the drastic drop in weight I’d originally hoped for, I saw something else entirely.

When I stepped on that scale this morning, I didn’t care what the numbers read.

I didn’t care.

Because above all else, over these past ten weeks, I realized The Number doesn’t define me anymore. Not to myself, not to other people.

I’m not scared of The Number any more.

And I’d rather have that than any amount of weight loss.

Thanks for a great ten weeks, ladies! Thanks to those of you who participated and those who encouraged me on this journey. I appreciate you!

But guess what? It’s not over! Kathy from House of Hills has offered to take over Losing It as a weekly carnival, so if you’re so inclined, feel free to continue (or start up!) next Friday with Kathy!

And don’t forget to check in with Mary to find out who won the contest–some of these ladies have blown me away with their dedication and motivation!

Quick Note

April 22, 2010


I won’t be posting a Losing It update this week. We’re dealing with a bit of an issue here (not directly deployment related, though it would be remedied if my beloved was home) and it’s best I’m quiet online for a few days. I’d appreciate your prayers for our protection while I try to trust in the God who is always bigger…

Thanks for understanding!

Day Late ‘n’ Dollar Short

April 17, 2010

…otherwise titled:

Further Proof Ashleigh Is A Procrastinating Loser

I think I took the whole “Tossing the Plan” thing a little far this week.

Today, I did nothing.

Okay, not nothing. I did make pancakes this morning.

But I made them with yogurt, agave, and whole wheat, and every single pancake turned black.

Breakfast FAIL.

I put a load of laundry in the washer.

But I promptly forgot about it and the clothes never ended up in the dryer.

Laundry FAIL.

Then I sat myself on the couch, picked up my knitting and watched TV movies with my brother (visiting for a few days) all day long. I did make some major progress on my knitting project.

Fail or Win?

Now? I’m writing what was supposed to be yesterday’s Losing It post.

Losing It FAIL.

Except, I can’t exactly say the whole week has been a Losing It failure. I’m actually thinking it’s been one of my best weeks, although I’m still not weighing myself.

I’ve been eating three (mostly) healthy meals (mostly) every day. Thanks to my new-to-me treadmill and the few days of fresh spring weather we’ve had this week, I’ve exercised (mostly) every day. I’m now in the habit of drinking bucket loads of water.

But the thing that thrills me to my fingertips is that one day this week when I was feeling particularly blah (read: antisocial, sarcastic and generally fed up with the world) I said something on the phone to my mom about my weight, being fat, etc. etc. etc.

And her response? “Wow, I haven’t heard you talk about yourself like that in a really long time.


Then, the next day, my brother was here when I was uploading the pictures for a post. Before I thought about my words (in typical fashion) I told him, “Hey, I don’t look all that big in this picture.

He just about fell off the couch.

Apparently, talking about how much I, well, talk about it has flipped a switch in my brain.

And, for me, if this is the only positive result of my participation in the Losing It challenge, it’s been a success.

That, my friends, is not a fail.

The Losing It Challenge is a 10-week weight loss competition hosted by Mary at Giving Up On Perfect, Jessie at Vanderbilt Wife and yours truly. For the full scoop on this and the rest of my weight loss journey, go here.


April 9, 2010

This was Week Seven of the Losing It competition and I feel like I finally have all the kinks worked out of my system and I’m ready to start hitting it full throttle.

Oh wait? What’s that you say? I’m a little late to the party?

Yeah, I know.

(By the way, next time I decide to up and co-host a competition just as my life is expected to go ker-flippity-flop, somebody stopĀ  me. I may not listen, but try anyway.)

At the beginning of 2010, my husband and I sat on our overstuffed red couch, words and ideas floating between us. We agreed we needed to make some changes in our lives (while realizing he was about to leave for Afghanistan, but knowing we would continue to grow alongside each other even while he was gone). We can both be highly driven perfectionists, holding ourselves to a standard so lofty it rivals the clouds. And yet such a fear of failure often gives way to a lack of discipline in certain life aspects–when we confront a mountain where the top already seems unattainable, we just shrug our shoulders,turn around and walk away from base camp.

Perfectionism is never healthy, for a myriad of reasons, and as a couple, we’ve been attempting to discover the key to conquering these tendencies.

I want to think perhaps we’ve found it in these two words:

Living Intentionally.

Living with goals, with thought, with prayer, with action.

Why am I not tackling this project? Because I’m certain I’ll fail and figure I simply shouldn’t start?

Why am I heading down this road? Because I’m assured I’ll make it to end with flying colors?

So both of us, on opposite ends of the earth, have been making strides toward intentional living these past months.

With our food choices. With our exercise. With the way we spend our time. With our conversations. With our work, our play and even our rest.

Neither of us has reached the mountain top of perfection when it comes to purposeful living, in fact, I’d say I’m still tying the laces on my hiking boots–but we’re both heading in the right direction.

As for Losing It, I’m still not weighing myself very often because it’s better for me that way, but I’m eating quality, whole foods, being active, while still not exercising like I was this time last year (though I do have a new-t0-me treadmill spending its first night in our extra room tonightwoot!) and I do feel my clothes moving around on me a bit more.

Because I’m being intentional.

What are you choosing to be intentional about this spring?

The Losing It Challenge is a 10-week weight loss competition hosted by Mary at Giving Up On Perfect, Jessie at Vanderbilt Wife and yours truly. For the full scoop on this and the rest of my weight loss journey, go here.

He Is Risen, Indeed

April 3, 2010


There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave he rose again!

And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine -
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

Christ is Risen!


I didn’t write my Losing It post on Friday, which is a big bummer, being I’ve had a really great week. But I’ve been laying low for the past few days, and will recap next week. Visit Giving Up On Perfect for the success stories of the other participants! And how ’bout if we pretend the ham and potatoes of our Resurrection Day feasts don’t count for calories, mmkay?

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