<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:29:43.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good in my skin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-5645338072153094101</id><published>2011-06-12T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T21:16:34.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wha' happened????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Time to set a few goals.....it's gotten bad!!! &amp;nbsp;Feeling CHUBBY!! &amp;nbsp;Not loving it. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Here's the new Tiff....DISGUSTING huh??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSc0v-R7mAg/TfWOmYAfAfI/AAAAAAAADes/Q2X8OBwb4RY/s1600/binge_eating_1229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSc0v-R7mAg/TfWOmYAfAfI/AAAAAAAADes/Q2X8OBwb4RY/s400/binge_eating_1229.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Time to get back ON the wagon I fell OFF from!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Goals for the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;eat 3 dairies per day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;no gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;no soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;no carbs after 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5 am workout (cardio) (M-Th) (F-weights)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;9 am workout (weights) (M-W) (F-Zumba)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ab workout at home - alternate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;eat 5 veggies per day / 3-4 fruits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;no sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;follow every goal on britt’s chart daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;in bed by 10:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 cheat meal per week (Friday night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-5645338072153094101?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/5645338072153094101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=5645338072153094101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5645338072153094101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5645338072153094101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2011/06/wha-happened.html' title='Wha&apos; happened????'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSc0v-R7mAg/TfWOmYAfAfI/AAAAAAAADes/Q2X8OBwb4RY/s72-c/binge_eating_1229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-4544418489987367921</id><published>2011-02-14T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T13:07:54.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running and a little venting too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VkRfyaZ1mo8/TVmX7uKWFfI/AAAAAAAADAY/uarSa490b0o/s1600/url-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VkRfyaZ1mo8/TVmX7uKWFfI/AAAAAAAADAY/uarSa490b0o/s320/url-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is how I'm feeling today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Please note that this post is my way of VENTING it all out.&amp;nbsp; I can vent here and if you judge me....you judge me.&amp;nbsp; I am in NO WAY thinking of doing something stupid, but mostly I just need to get it all out of my system so I can do something else besides feel like the above referenced picture!&amp;nbsp; Sometimes you just need a vent session...a scream it all out session...and that's what's happening here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sometimes I just want to run away.&amp;nbsp; Away from my life, my lot...myself.&amp;nbsp; I don't know where I could ever run.&amp;nbsp; I want to get away, but at the same time I don't want to BE away from my little family.&amp;nbsp; It's a hard thing to describe.&amp;nbsp; No matter how hard I go, no matter how fast I run...I'm still stuck with myself in the end.&amp;nbsp; It's frustrating.&amp;nbsp; I keep trying and trying and trying to get the scale to move and each week it's the same.&amp;nbsp; It's either UP or the same.&amp;nbsp; I'm sick of it.&amp;nbsp; It makes me want to give up.&amp;nbsp; It makes me want to stop trying.&amp;nbsp; Stop working out 5 days a week.&amp;nbsp; Stop running 10 miles on Saturdays.&amp;nbsp; What good is burning off 1500 calories if the stupid scale doesn't care?&amp;nbsp; How stupid does this sound??!!&amp;nbsp; Are my moods dependent upon the number that digitally appears on my scale??!!&amp;nbsp; Sounds that way.&amp;nbsp; Who am I?&amp;nbsp; Who is this weirdo that even cares??!!&amp;nbsp; I feel like my time...my selfish ME time is slipping way.&amp;nbsp; In just 5 months I will be doing everything I can to get pregnant.&amp;nbsp; And I have a feeling that these weight issues won't leave.&amp;nbsp; Will this anxious..."gotta get outta here" issues resolve themselves before then?&amp;nbsp; I don't think so.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what I'm doing.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what the point of it is?&amp;nbsp; Who cares!&amp;nbsp; My jeans are a size 26 or roughly a 2...I should be happy right? That's the number I have ALWAYS wanted to be.&amp;nbsp; It seems like all I care about is the NUMBER ON THE SCALE.&amp;nbsp; I need to just stop it.&amp;nbsp; The NUMBER DOESN'T MATTER!&amp;nbsp; If I don't make to the gym...it's not the end of the world.&amp;nbsp; It's just NOT!&amp;nbsp; If I indulge in something yummy...it's okay.&amp;nbsp; Right??!!&amp;nbsp; It should be...but in my stupid little head it's NOT.&amp;nbsp; I think about it all day and then it sets the "I already screwed up royally...so I might as well give up" spiral.&amp;nbsp; What am I doing right now...I just ate a handful of banana chips (homemade...so yummy) and a mini snicker's bar.&amp;nbsp; I'm probably about to my point max.&amp;nbsp; I feel crappy and there you have it!&amp;nbsp; I'm going to go clean something so I can at least feel like I did something good today.&amp;nbsp; But so help me if this cold that seems to have lasted the ENTIRE fall and most of the winter season doesn't go away...I THINK I AM GOING TO LOSE MY MIND!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-4544418489987367921?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/4544418489987367921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=4544418489987367921' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4544418489987367921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4544418489987367921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2011/02/running-and-little-venting-too.html' title='Running and a little venting too!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VkRfyaZ1mo8/TVmX7uKWFfI/AAAAAAAADAY/uarSa490b0o/s72-c/url-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-5790162027667425352</id><published>2011-01-29T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T12:15:27.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 down...ad 5 to go! (Miles that is...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TURsikSgQNI/AAAAAAAAC-o/PDPR5A-02yk/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-01-29+at+12.35.29+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TURsikSgQNI/AAAAAAAAC-o/PDPR5A-02yk/s320/Screen+shot+2011-01-29+at+12.35.29+PM.png" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TURzkcMgYTI/AAAAAAAAC-s/ewv2dsQcz40/s1600/sprinting%252Bin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TURzkcMgYTI/AAAAAAAAC-s/ewv2dsQcz40/s400/sprinting%252Bin.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was able to go on an 8 mile run this morning.&amp;nbsp; It was chilly.&amp;nbsp; The inversion was pretty yucky.&amp;nbsp; BUT, I did it!&amp;nbsp; And I LOVED IT!&amp;nbsp; I ran along the Parkway and tried blocking out any sort of thought I had about some weirdo lurking in the bushes.&amp;nbsp; There was eve a sign that said "Turn Around" and I thought...is this a sign? (I mean I know it's a literal sign...) but should I really turn around?&amp;nbsp; Was there some sort of danger ahead?&amp;nbsp; I ended up being okay.&amp;nbsp; The run was liberating.&amp;nbsp; I have been dreading it all week knowing that I'd be running it all alone.&amp;nbsp; Normally, I'd take Pup, but since she developed arthritis, we typically don't take her running more than 5 miles.&amp;nbsp; I was all alone and I missed Sommer.&amp;nbsp; I really wished I had my little schlimey with me.&amp;nbsp; Sommy, aka Schlimey is usually my  partner in crime when it comes to training for a race.&amp;nbsp; She's in WA  with her fiance so I guess our partner days are numbered. I sure will  miss her when she's gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-5790162027667425352?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/5790162027667425352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=5790162027667425352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5790162027667425352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5790162027667425352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2011/01/8-downad-5-to-go-miles-that-is.html' title='8 down...ad 5 to go! (Miles that is...)'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TURsikSgQNI/AAAAAAAAC-o/PDPR5A-02yk/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-01-29+at+12.35.29+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-5901571266268733530</id><published>2011-01-24T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:45:37.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK of being SICK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TT5UmA8XqpI/AAAAAAAAC6A/cuaepDXjbWI/s1600/IMG_3335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TT5UmA8XqpI/AAAAAAAAC6A/cuaepDXjbWI/s400/IMG_3335.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ya...I'm a dork!&amp;nbsp; What can I say!&amp;nbsp; But that's how this week has been!&amp;nbsp; All the boys got sick last week, so I guess by Thursday it was finally my turn.&amp;nbsp; Good thing I worked out hard Mon-Wed because it was the LAST time I got to work out for the rest of the week.&amp;nbsp; I was a little nervous for today's weigh in since I couldn't work out much this week. But lo and behold I was down...only .6 but hey...I'll take it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So as of today, my weight is finally back to where it was on Thanksgiving day...117 lbs.&amp;nbsp; Only a few more to go and I'll officially reach my weight loss goals.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as sticking to my other goals this week...I SUCKED!&amp;nbsp; I will try harder!!&amp;nbsp; MUCH harder!!!&amp;nbsp; PROMISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-5901571266268733530?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/5901571266268733530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=5901571266268733530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5901571266268733530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5901571266268733530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2011/01/sick-of-being-sick.html' title='SICK of being SICK!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TT5UmA8XqpI/AAAAAAAAC6A/cuaepDXjbWI/s72-c/IMG_3335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-5139311443308294614</id><published>2011-01-17T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T08:42:23.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new week...and a new weight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TTRraMQnq6I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/iwAgu6qjjjA/s1600/url.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TTRraMQnq6I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/iwAgu6qjjjA/s400/url.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, it's another week and I'm down &lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2.2 pounds&lt;/span&gt; making me &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;117.6!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; I'm on my way.&amp;nbsp; I still have a lot of work to do in the way of previously posted goals.&amp;nbsp; But I did manage to get my whole kitchen and laundry/pantry room completely organized.&amp;nbsp; This weekend we took down all the Christmas decor.&amp;nbsp; This week I'm planning to get a start reading my scriptures again, running OUTSIDE and to GREAT handle on my lesson for YW and organize the New Beginnings program.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait, the theme we all agreed on was "Happily Ever After".&amp;nbsp; I am a diva princess at heart and so are most of our girls...so I can't wait bust out all the princess jargon!&amp;nbsp; SO fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-5139311443308294614?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/5139311443308294614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=5139311443308294614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5139311443308294614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5139311443308294614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-weekand-new-weight.html' title='A new week...and a new weight!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TTRraMQnq6I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/iwAgu6qjjjA/s72-c/url.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-4177759533702522971</id><published>2011-01-02T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:02:38.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TSFGGcdNLcI/AAAAAAAACr8/8wsmJnZgD3M/s1600/url-23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TSFGGcdNLcI/AAAAAAAACr8/8wsmJnZgD3M/s320/url-23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can you believe that 2010 has come and gone already???!!!&amp;nbsp; I know I can't!&amp;nbsp; I looked at my posts and I only did 10 posts!!!&amp;nbsp; That's IT!!&amp;nbsp; 10 posts!!&amp;nbsp; This year I want to do better...a lot better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are a few of my goals:&amp;nbsp; ***NOT IN ANY ORDER***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Get to my goal weight of 110 before JULY!&amp;nbsp; (Baby making time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. Work out 5 days a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. Read the Book of Mormon and the Doctrine and Covenants daily. (one or the other) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. Organize, organize, ORGANIZE our entire house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;5. Run 2 half marathons and 1 triathlon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;6. NO murmuring...or a lot less for Coby's sake and no talking about others behind their backs.&amp;nbsp; ONLY&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; POSITIVE things or things I would say to their faces can be uttered from these lips!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;7. Watch a LOT less TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;8. Play and read with my kids every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;9. Do 1 random act of kindness daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;10. Dive into my YW calling and make it a real priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;11. Make date night with my husband special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;12. Take a photography and photoshop class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;13. Post at least 100 posts on our family blog...with PICTURES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;14. Paint the laundry room and kids bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;15. Get Preggers with baby number 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'll be posting my progress weekly...but mostly my fitness goals.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HELP keep me accountable!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What are your goals this year??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-4177759533702522971?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/4177759533702522971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=4177759533702522971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4177759533702522971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4177759533702522971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-goals.html' title='2011 Goals'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TSFGGcdNLcI/AAAAAAAACr8/8wsmJnZgD3M/s72-c/url-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-4867581377107618606</id><published>2010-11-01T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T12:05:13.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I even start???!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TM8JVCrH_XI/AAAAAAAACZY/kNFlpSW2cwE/s1600/url-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TM8JVCrH_XI/AAAAAAAACZY/kNFlpSW2cwE/s320/url-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went to bed last night thinking....I hope the scale is nice tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I read my scriptures I only went over my points (ww) by 6...GOOD for a Sunday...especially the Sunday AFTER Trick-or-Treating.&amp;nbsp; I wont lie, I had a few treats...definitely more than the day before, but nothing crazy.&amp;nbsp; In fact, the scale told me I was 118.6 on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; YAAAY.... right?&amp;nbsp; Well, today it was NOT SO!&amp;nbsp; I was up....&amp;nbsp; .6 lbs from last Monday.&amp;nbsp; Bringing me UP OUT of the teeny weeny digits.&amp;nbsp; So...according to this morning I am officially 120.2.&amp;nbsp; Oh well...you win some you lose some.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's interesting how the scale can affect my day.&amp;nbsp; If it's shows a good number I am instantly happier...lighter in my step so to speak.&amp;nbsp; I'm excited to go to the gym because I can actually see the efforts of my hard work paying off.&amp;nbsp; Today...not so much.&amp;nbsp; But I did it.&amp;nbsp; I went and burned over 1000 calories doing cardio and weights.&amp;nbsp; I feel good...tired...oh so tired, but good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Coby just left for a few days for L.A. for work, so I have the boys all to myself.&amp;nbsp; Jades is down to only taking one nap a day, so between all the laundry (and I have tons now that Coby FINALLY cleaned out his side of the closet), cooking and cleaning...and MORE cleaning, meals for a friend, playdates, breakfast dates, planning my lesson for YW, calling Chad to come clean the carpets, and getting ready for a Triathlon Saturday....I have so much to do I can hardly see straight. I just want to put Jadesy down for a nap.&amp;nbsp; Put on a movie for Corb, and cuddle up on the couch for a little nappy!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; IF ONLY!&amp;nbsp; That's it...we're going to be EARLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am determined to get it done!&amp;nbsp; ALL of it so that I can enjoy my weekend with Coby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-4867581377107618606?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/4867581377107618606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=4867581377107618606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4867581377107618606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4867581377107618606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-do-i-even-start.html' title='Where do I even start???!!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TM8JVCrH_XI/AAAAAAAACZY/kNFlpSW2cwE/s72-c/url-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-7515782384135195524</id><published>2010-10-30T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T21:03:23.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TMzokSLBTvI/AAAAAAAACZM/arWGESr_39Q/s1600/url.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TMzokSLBTvI/AAAAAAAACZM/arWGESr_39Q/s320/url.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am FEELING GOOD!!&amp;nbsp; I did all that I set out to do today...except the laundry and um...cleaning the bathrooms.&amp;nbsp; BUT...I only had ONE...that's right ONE treat today.&amp;nbsp; I waited till we were about done with trick or treating and found myself a DELISH-I-OSO Almond Joy and happily ate every single bit of it!&amp;nbsp; SO WORTH IT!&amp;nbsp; It tasted so yummy that I wanted to go back and eat a snickers and then a twix bar...but I didn't!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went on my 6 mile run LOVING the weather today.&amp;nbsp; Came home and did my weights and abs, read my scriptures and then took a nice long shower....then a nap!&amp;nbsp; It was a GREAT day!&amp;nbsp; My mom was so sweet to take Corbi-Mac.&amp;nbsp; (Truthfully....he didn't want to come home...so she just let him play there most of the day).&amp;nbsp; I am anxious to get into bed...feeling good about the choices I have made today!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Let's hope that the scale can be sweet to me on Monday.&amp;nbsp; Here's to hopin'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-7515782384135195524?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/7515782384135195524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=7515782384135195524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7515782384135195524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7515782384135195524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT!!!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TMzokSLBTvI/AAAAAAAACZM/arWGESr_39Q/s72-c/url.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-6641137734023369515</id><published>2010-10-30T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T08:21:43.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Halloween Tradition....starting NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TMwzz7dkt-I/AAAAAAAACZI/oCBllz1zmNc/s1600/url-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TMwzz7dkt-I/AAAAAAAACZI/oCBllz1zmNc/s320/url-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So every year in the upcoming weeks approaching Halloween...I am super good...for the most part.&amp;nbsp; Then, in the days just before Halloween...the parties start.&amp;nbsp; You know the parties I'm talking about.&amp;nbsp; The kind of parties that only have the "stuff" you LOVE!&amp;nbsp; I.E....pumpkin cheesecake, little hotdogs wrapped in those pillsbury croissants.&amp;nbsp; BAD stuff...really.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've already been to two parties in the last two days and did I behave....well, NO...of course I didn't.&amp;nbsp; I tried....truly I did...but then I couldn't resist.&amp;nbsp; But today is Halloween (actually it's not...Halloween is tomorrow...but everyone is trick or treating tonight), and I've decided that I am in control of ME.&amp;nbsp; NO ONE ELSE.&amp;nbsp; No one is twisting my arm to get me to eat a snickers bar or that coveted Almond Joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, I've decided to start the day off right.&amp;nbsp; I've eaten a hearty bowl of oatmeal with splenda and cinnamon.&amp;nbsp; DELISH and I'm planning to grab my trusty sauconys and pound the pavement for about 5 or 6 miles with Pup.&amp;nbsp; Then I'll do my weights and abs, scripture study....and all that fun and fabulous stuff! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But the real goal this year, for me anyway is to allow myself one treat this Halloween. I can do it!&amp;nbsp; I am NOT going to go to bed tonight feeling fat and gross.&amp;nbsp; And when I hop on the scale tomorrow morning (because I have a daily problem with "seeing" if it's moved or not) it's not going to be a giant jerk to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am going to follow my point system, (ww and fit and fab).&amp;nbsp; AND most of all I'm going to be NICE!&amp;nbsp; YES...NICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, what about you.&amp;nbsp; Can you take the challenge of eating only ONE treat tonight??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-6641137734023369515?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/6641137734023369515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=6641137734023369515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6641137734023369515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6641137734023369515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-halloween-traditionstarting-now.html' title='A new Halloween Tradition....starting NOW'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TMwzz7dkt-I/AAAAAAAACZI/oCBllz1zmNc/s72-c/url-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-2856504321689475464</id><published>2010-10-25T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:44:20.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TMWzA9VXD3I/AAAAAAAACXc/j4mgRMdUdu0/s1600/almost%2Bthere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TMWzA9VXD3I/AAAAAAAACXc/j4mgRMdUdu0/s400/almost%2Bthere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532024546340048754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling pretty good....not as good as I did yesterday morning...but good still the same.  WHY you ask??!!  Because I'm almost there!  My hard work is starting to pay off.  I got on the scale yesterday morning and lo and behold what did it say....&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;119.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  I was THRILLED!  So, I got off and back on 3 more times to make sure the number would continue to stay the same!  I got on this morning...and it's up a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my official Monday weigh in is:  119.8.  I'll take it!  I'm still down nearly a pound from last week and I'm finally in the teens!  YEAAAAAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost there...only 4.2 lbs to go!  I can SO do this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-2856504321689475464?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/2856504321689475464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=2856504321689475464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2856504321689475464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2856504321689475464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2010/10/almost-there.html' title='Almost there.....'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TMWzA9VXD3I/AAAAAAAACXc/j4mgRMdUdu0/s72-c/almost%2Bthere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-4556453267201840478</id><published>2010-10-19T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:28:15.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>done and LOVING it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TL5htXodeKI/AAAAAAAACXM/wEbVFLt66pI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TL5htXodeKI/AAAAAAAACXM/wEbVFLt66pI/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529964824523274402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a pretty good day.  I got Jadesy all bundled up and went on a  little jog.  It was PERFECT!  Beautiful sunshine.  Slight breeze. And  best of all...no crying baby!  Jades sat there loving it!  Did a little  scripture reading.  Got all the laundry done and put away.  Got all the  bathrooms and upstairs bedrooms cleaned.  Got clean sheets on the beds.   Made yummy pumpkin pancakes for dinner.  After YW I hopped back on the  treamill for a little speed training.  I feel AWESOME!  I loved today!  I  can't wait to jump into the shower and take a good hot shower and drag  my body into bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-4556453267201840478?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/4556453267201840478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=4556453267201840478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4556453267201840478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4556453267201840478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2010/10/done-and-loving-it.html' title='done and LOVING it!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TL5htXodeKI/AAAAAAAACXM/wEbVFLt66pI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-5447596565158707105</id><published>2010-10-17T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T19:50:03.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Nervous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TLu0ADOIvPI/AAAAAAAACWc/YaD6xkABtzA/s1600/stock-photo-nervous-woman-57205471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TLu0ADOIvPI/AAAAAAAACWc/YaD6xkABtzA/s400/stock-photo-nervous-woman-57205471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529210880485014770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I'm super nervous about tomorrow's weigh in.  This weekend hasn't exactly been a healthy one...to say the least.  Usually on Sundays I try to stay within my point range because it typically reflects positively for Monday's weigh ins.  Today I just didn't care it seemed like.  I had way more chocolate in one sitting than I normally do in a two or three day span.  I made this super yummy pork roast that I am now regretting had 3/4 cup of oil in the marinade.  Normally, we don't use all the marinade...but not today.  I decided to shred the pork so you know what that means....lots of extra, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt;  oil.  How many points you ask...15!!!  15??  I only get 20 for an entire day!  ESPECIALLY on Sundays because I can't burn it off with a jog or trip to the gym.  OOOOOOH, tomorrow is gonna suck!!!  ESPECIALLY since Tuesday through Friday my scale consistantly said....get this....120.8.  Now, I'm I'll be happy if I just maintained my 121.2.  Fat chance though! Maybe if I go eat like five apples I can lose a little weight...if ya know what I mean...wink wink!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm off to clean the kitchen, take some Motrin for the constant headache I've had on and off since Thursday and go snuggle with my hubby.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-5447596565158707105?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/5447596565158707105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=5447596565158707105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5447596565158707105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5447596565158707105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2010/10/super-nervous.html' title='Super Nervous'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TLu0ADOIvPI/AAAAAAAACWc/YaD6xkABtzA/s72-c/stock-photo-nervous-woman-57205471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-368882678583275664</id><published>2010-10-13T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:26:57.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogger Mom= me....FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TLXlD-xq_7I/AAAAAAAACTg/FzfPZFP5_zE/s1600/jogging-stroller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TLXlD-xq_7I/AAAAAAAACTg/FzfPZFP5_zE/s400/jogging-stroller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527575974220857266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay....so as much as I wish I looked like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt; when I go on a jog while pushing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CHUNKSKIN&lt;/span&gt;-DOODLE....I'll take just getting in a jog vs. nothing at all.  I think it may have been a bit too cold because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jaden&lt;/span&gt; SCREAMED bloody little head off from the 1/2 way point all the way home.....22 minutes later.  Then after I got home I couldn't even calm him down.  He was a sad cold little baby.  I need to find some little baby gloves.  The problem is....he doesn't want to keep them on.  Any tips??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I LOVED every second of the jog!  It wasn't too hard and after I had run 45 minutes (having to stop along the way to adjust Jades) my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;garmin&lt;/span&gt; said I'd burned  647 calories.  After snuggling with Jades for a few a hour or so.  It was time for his little nap...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;!!  I decided to follow my cute cousin Melanie's idea for a little speed training.  I hopped on the treadmill and did another 15 minutes of speed training.  I have three words for you...KICKED. MY. BUTT!! I&lt;br /&gt;End of conversation.  I loved it!  Then I finished up with weights.  I thought I was going to fall down because my legs so wanted to call it quits!!  :)  No energy for abs...maybe tonight!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to start today....at 11 am!  :) I've burned 1100 calories.   I'm off to shower then read my scriptures and have a little breakfast....uhhhh...Lunch!  Happy days!  Make the most of it!  :)  YOU CAN DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Mel, when do I get to take you to lunch??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-368882678583275664?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/368882678583275664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=368882678583275664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/368882678583275664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/368882678583275664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-trend-stroller.html' title='Jogger Mom= me....FINALLY!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TLXlD-xq_7I/AAAAAAAACTg/FzfPZFP5_zE/s72-c/jogging-stroller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-2761644295628159229</id><published>2010-10-11T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:48:27.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting anew!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TLO944YhDrI/AAAAAAAACTQ/AUiRycZUZEs/s1600/scale_happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TLO944YhDrI/AAAAAAAACTQ/AUiRycZUZEs/s400/scale_happy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526969952619269810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TLO9WlzWaFI/AAAAAAAACTA/tT48czWDf4g/s1600/Girl-Happy-Scale.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well...it's been what 5 months since I last posted??!!  In that time I got back up to 129.8 lbs after the Palm Springs Trip.  I came home determined to hop back on the wagon and at least lose the weight I lost training for my first 1/2 marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to say that it's still a work in progress, but at least progress has been made along the way.  I weigh in every Monday morning for the week's weight.  Today I hopped on the scale and was happy with what I saw.  I am currently 121.2 lbs.  I don't think I have weighed this since 4 days after Jades was born...SAD I KNOW!!  :)  Not my weight, but the fact that I weighed less 4 days after having a baby than I do 15 months after he was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me insane...it's okay.  This blog is for me and me alone.  If you happen to come across it and like it...great...if not...hop onto another blog that suits your fancy!  :)  I have a goal weight.  That weight is 115.  I've been this weight before...a few times, but usually at my worst.  ie...loss of a child.  I want to reach this weight on my own terms and not because some horrendous event in my life.  I want to put on my size 2's and feel comfy in them.  I'm close....I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten the eating part DOWN to a science...all most!  I write down every single thing that enters my mouth.  I work out most weeks 5 days a week:  including 1 hour of cardio and 3 days of weights.  I try to switch things up.  Increasing my weights each month as well as throwing in spinning, running, elliptical and stair climber with various leg lifts and the stair master.  I've also been following my friend &lt;a href="http://www.superfabandfit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brit's&lt;/a&gt; little regimen of praying, reading my scriptures and not eating after 8 just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far...so good!  I'll be posting weekly to keep track of everything.  If you're reading this...what are your goals??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-2761644295628159229?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/2761644295628159229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=2761644295628159229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2761644295628159229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2761644295628159229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2010/10/starting-anew.html' title='Starting anew!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/TLO944YhDrI/AAAAAAAACTQ/AUiRycZUZEs/s72-c/scale_happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-3955815087629407159</id><published>2010-05-28T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T15:02:18.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's GOal time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://zenhabits.net/fotos/20080922checklist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://zenhabits.net/fotos/20080922checklist.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To say that I've kind of let myself go would be an understatement!!  I realized that I NEED something to be working towards.  I mean I like to work out...but I lately I haven't cared nearly like I used to.   I used to be so conscience of what was going into my mouth.  If it was bad, I'd have a taste....a TASTE not the WHOLE thing plus half of Corbin's.  I would get to the gym even if that meant I only got 5 hours of sleep.  Weights were a MUST and I consistently lifted a minimum of 2x weekly.  I think I may have gone overboard on cardio because I think I averaged 90 minutes or the equivalent of about 800 calories burned (according to my heart rate monitor).  Then I ate healthy.  I gained a TOTAL of 20 lbs during the course of my pregnancy.  I felt good.  I felt I looked good.  My recovery time was definitely less because of my hard work. I think that I would have lost all the weight gained if I had only stuck to my guns and eaten healthy.  That was the key.  I still say that it's 70% eating and 30% working out.  I had both DOWN...until I had the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had Jades, I started training for a Triathlon.  It was great.  I loved training for it.  I loved having some sort of plan or to do list that I could check off each day.  I had to work hard...afterall I had already paid for it!  After the Tri, I signed up for a 1/2 marathon.  LOVED the training.  The race sucked (but mainly because I got a little stomach bug).  That was back in March...and then I stopped everything.  Working out, eating right, not taking my WW meeting seriously, or even contributing to my Hold Yourself Accountable blog.  Now I've gained about 6 pounds as a result.  THAT SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I found a couple races that I want to finish this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The Provo 1/2 Marathon - 8/7/10  (10 weeks away)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Telos Turkey Triathlon - 11/6/10 (23 weeks away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to work towards.  I need my check list to hold me accountable.  Plus, Cobe is taking our little family on a Disney Cruise around the time of my birthday...so there is some more incentive.  I want my body back!  I want to feel good in my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my goals.  I can do it!  I believe in myself!  I am capable of reaching my goals if I stick to my guns and regain control of myself.  I am going to post my training schedule and check in at least weekly to post the result of my mini goals and how well I'm sticking to the training schedule.  I plan to follow the 1/2 marathon schedule and the swim portion of the triathlon....since I'll be taking up a couple spinning classes at the gym anyway.  This way when the tri does come...I'll be set and won't really have to specifically train so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-3955815087629407159?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/3955815087629407159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=3955815087629407159' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3955815087629407159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3955815087629407159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-goal-time.html' title='It&apos;s GOal time!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-4766835744008091848</id><published>2010-04-16T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:03:45.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to the girl I used to be??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.buythecase.net/uploads/products/200/1600032990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.buythecase.net/uploads/products/200/1600032990.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What am I doing?  Well, right now I'm blogging while watching The Biggest Loser....and maybe I'm eating a betty crocker's whipped butter cream frosting right out of the tub with a spoon!  Is there anything wrong with this picture???!!!  UMMMM...YA!  When I was prego with Jadesy I was sooo careful.  I wouldn't even have tastes of things because I was FOCUSED.  I knew that what ever it was that I wanted to eat and really indulge in just wasn't worth it.  I didn't just tell myself that...I believed it!  I've fallen outta the habit though and need to get back on the ball.  I joined weight watchers and really love it because I don't feel like I'm on a diet.  I've even lost 10.8 lbs so far.  But since the race...3 weeks ago-ish...I haven't been able to pick myself back up and care enough to keep moving forward.  I HAVE to get back to the girl I used to be.  The kind of girl that cared what she was putting into her mouth.  The girl that didn't just keep saying at the end of the day..."Well...today sucked (eating wise) but you still have tomorrow to make up for it.  You will work hard, you will eat right and you will feel good when you officially end your day tomorrow."  Then tomorrow comes and goes and I give myself the same speech I gave myself the night before and the vicious cycle continues.  We went to Vegas this week and I was really looking forward to it.  Last time I went I ate sooo well.  I worked out hard and felt good about myself every single night.  I wanted to be out by the pool.  I felt cute despite the fact that I was 8 mos prego.  I was truly happy with my body...I think mainly because I felt like I only had a cute little baby "bump" in the front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like how I'm feeling right now.  I'm over by 35 points for the week (weight watchers). If you understand the ww point system...that's alot!  WW gives you a certain amount of points per week and then an additional 35 EXTRA points that you can use at your discretion.  Then you earn points for any activity that you do.  I've earned over 20 activity points...and I'm NEGATIVE 35 for the week.  There is NO ONE to blame except me and my had choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to find that healthy, cute and focused Tif...so if you've seen her...tell her I need her to come back and kick my butt into gear!  :)  Tomorrow "is another day" right??!!  Tomorrow I'll be better!  Tomorrow I'll stay with in my allotted points.  Tomorrow I'll run the SLC 5K faster than I've ever run in any race and I'll stay focused the whole day...the whole WEEKEND!  You'll see....Old Tiff and I will reconnect and find each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-4766835744008091848?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/4766835744008091848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=4766835744008091848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4766835744008091848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4766835744008091848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-happened-to-girl-i-used-to-be.html' title='What happened to the girl I used to be??!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-801148186205584282</id><published>2009-11-10T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:02:07.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tri" ing with all my might</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SvpPP2MQMdI/AAAAAAAABQM/avhSpyOTepk/s1600-h/mel+and+tif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SvpPP2MQMdI/AAAAAAAABQM/avhSpyOTepk/s400/mel+and+tif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402717836647870930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNBHNKl6NgE/SvY2_cSCpuI/AAAAAAAAE_g/GiCT_8zBQkM/s1600-h/IMG_1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNBHNKl6NgE/SvY2_cSCpuI/AAAAAAAAE_g/GiCT_8zBQkM/s400/IMG_1244.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNBHNKl6NgE/SvY2_gD6xBI/AAAAAAAAE_o/qlHOI_r8ieQ/s1600-h/IMG_1251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNBHNKl6NgE/SvY2_gD6xBI/AAAAAAAAE_o/qlHOI_r8ieQ/s400/IMG_1251.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Sara Sargent, Mel and Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year ago I decided to do a triathlon in dedication to Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SvpP8a_vR0I/AAAAAAAABQU/d8_5P9dYBYk/s1600-h/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008299+urban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SvpP8a_vR0I/AAAAAAAABQU/d8_5P9dYBYk/s400/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008299+urban.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402718602441738050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a tri one other time, about 10 months after Corbin was born.  I trained hard for it.  I had the swim DOWN.  I was a little scared of the bike and especially the run, since I hadn't quite mastered the love of the run quite yet.   The day before the big race I asked EVERYONE how I could "cheat"....(joking of course)!  My cute friend Kerstin asked me if I was doing a sprint or an olympic triathlon.  I didn't know the difference at the time and told her that there was NO way I could sprint that whole time...so I was obviously doing the olympic.  She laughed and explained the difference between the two.  Well, what I didn't know at the time was that the entire triathlon was only a sprint.  So, there I was looking HOT in my wet suit (not quite)...more like a squished sausage and then they shot the gun for the swim to begin.  I dove in and realized that my suit was too tight around my neck.  I was in the middle of the pond and started having a rather large panic attack.  NOT good when you can't even touch the bottom.  I didn't want to quit...so I decided that the only way I could finish would be to do the back stroke instead.  So, that's what I did...and I finished last...dead last and some of the second group of people were passing me.  Then on to the bike.  I did my 1 loop, because remember I thought that 2 loops were for the olympic tri'ers.  Then I started on the run.  I was about 2 miles in when Marianne (my cute sister in law) past me.  That's when I KNEW...I really HAD cheated.  Dang it!  I was so disappointed in myself.  I was truly joking when I said that I wanted to cheat, but since I knew there was no way I could have...I didn't think it was even possible.  At any rate here is my Salem Springs results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="participantDetailFinalTimes"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span id="label"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Final Time: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="participantData"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;01:50:39.93&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="participantRaceDistance"&gt;&lt;span id="label"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Race Distance: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="participantData"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Salem Spring Tri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="participantOverallPlacing"&gt;&lt;table style="width: 10px; height: 70px; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" class="participantDetail"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="timeLabel"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="participantLabelColumn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="participantLabelColumn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This time I was a little more prepared.  I had a more important goal and I had a little angel by my side the whole time.  I wore my blue forget me not earrings for Jack.  I wore my locket with Jack's picture in it, for me.  I was happy that the swim was last and the run was first.  The weather was perfect.  I saw my boys at every transition of the race.  Jaden wasn't mad because he was hungry.  Corbin was a trooper and Coby held it all together for me.  He even let me take a little nap.  I didn't get a single cramp.  I finished much more quickly than I had imagined.  And best of all...I didn't cheat.  I completed every leg of the race.  I felt confident in my pursuit because I know Jack was there.  Because Melanie, pregnant and nausiated made the commitment to do this and did it.  She could have backed out and I would have completely understood, but she didn't.  I love this girl so much.  I am so grateful for her!  She was always ahead of me and kept me motivated to just keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="participantDetailFinalTimes"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNBHNKl6NgE/SvY2_FePzPI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/LBNrcODy_hU/s1600-h/IMG_1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNBHNKl6NgE/SvY2_FePzPI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/LBNrcODy_hU/s400/IMG_1243.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span id="label"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Final Time: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="participantData"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;01:31:55.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="participantRaceDistance"&gt;&lt;span id="label"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Race Distance: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="participantData"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Turkey Tri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNBHNKl6NgE/SvY2-8s8nOI/AAAAAAAAE_Q/SqkRLGZVbo0/s1600-h/IMG_1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNBHNKl6NgE/SvY2-8s8nOI/AAAAAAAAE_Q/SqkRLGZVbo0/s400/IMG_1252.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Me and my baby...who's not such a baby anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short...it was all worth it!  Thanks for being there for me baby boy!  I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="participantData"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: 38px; height: 116px; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" class="raceDetail"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="justCenter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th class="justCenter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th class="justCenter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th class="justCenter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;             &lt;th class="justCenter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th class="justCenter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th class="justCenter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th class="justCenter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-801148186205584282?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/801148186205584282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=801148186205584282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/801148186205584282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/801148186205584282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/11/tri-ing-with-all-my-might.html' title='&quot;Tri&quot; ing with all my might'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SvpPP2MQMdI/AAAAAAAABQM/avhSpyOTepk/s72-c/mel+and+tif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-7966387621835547323</id><published>2009-10-15T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:16:08.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shelbyrhae.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/biggest-loser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://shelbyrhae.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/biggest-loser.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poptower.com/pic-12220/tracey-yukich-biggest-loser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.poptower.com/pic-12220/tracey-yukich-biggest-loser.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does this girl drive ANYONE else crazy????  Oh my heck!! (That was just for you AMY)  :)  Seriously though, I feel like I want to jump through the screen and kick her!  She so NOT a team player.  And I understand that it's a game.  But really, I swear she got extra tear ducts added to her so that she can cry on demand!!!  She seems like she can turn on the waterworks just to add to her " I really care about everyone here...."  Blah blah blah!!!  Then she totally pulls a 180 and does exactly what she said she wouldn't do!  Putting Shay on the scale was just mean and she knew it!  I think it's so interesting that her color of shirt was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!  In Young Women's purple stands for INTEGRITY!  Ironic huh!!  She went as far as sending her own partner home last night.  And how is she continually losing weight?  What is she doing?  I don't see her in the gym busting her butt like everyone else.  I think she spends her time plotting how to sabotage everyone else.  What are the chances of HER getting the golden ticket??!!   I couldn't believe that she split everyone up, well actually I could I was just hoping that she wouldn't.  I could NOT do that to someone.  Liz was practically BEGGING her to keep your partner and she all but threw him under the bus.  I think she's miserable and doesn't want anyone else to be happy either!!!  She must think that because no one else likes her, she might as well play nasty.  She's seems pretty vindictive!  Okay enough of my rant! I'm glad that she gets the opportunity to be at the biggest loser ranch.  She needs help too, I hope she starts playing a little nicer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working hard but still need to really crack down and stick to eating better.  I know that diet is more than 60% and exercise 40%.  If I worked as hard at eating as I do working out, I know that I'd start seeing results a whole lot sooner.  I've done well today.  I did a spinning class at the gym...LOVED IT...thanks KIM!  It's the greatest feeling to feel the sweat dripping down the side of my face!  I love walking out of there just drenched!  Sounds gross I know, but I know that I just busted my butt and I love that feeling afterwards!  I think Tiana and I are going to do another mock tri this Saturday, so I'm hoping that we can get a little faster.  The swim was just brutal last time.  I did P90X all this week and can I just say that I am sooo sore!  It's the GREATEST feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Telos Tri is in just over 3 weeks!  Exciting!  I can't wait to do it!  I am going to make a little shirt with Jack's picture on it, so that he's with me and helps me through it.   I know he'll be with me every step of the way!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-7966387621835547323?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/7966387621835547323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=7966387621835547323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7966387621835547323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7966387621835547323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/10/does-this-girl-drive-anyone-else-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-6471330102383845125</id><published>2009-10-10T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:12:21.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mock Tri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zonkbonk.com/media/fatigue_scent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 426px;" src="http://www.zonkbonk.com/media/fatigue_scent.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I decided that I better start getting on the ball for this Triathlon.  So, my cute neighbor Tiana and I did a mock triathlon this morning.  We were able to finish it all in under 2 hours.  NOT too bad if I do say so myself.  We burned tons and tons of calories...according to my watch it was over 1000.  That makes me not feel as bad for eating that DELICIOUS molten chocolate chip cake from Chilis with Coby last night.  Seriously SO GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did P90X all week.  I skipped the Yoga one, mainly because I ran out of time.  But I did do a spinning class that morning and burned almost 700 calories.  It was awesome!!!  Thanks Kim!&lt;br /&gt;Those P90X videos are AWESOME!  The Plyometrics kicked my butt!  I still can't sit down without making a cringing face.  It's a GREAT feeling!  Mel told me that Tony the instructor from the videos was crushin' on Dreya Weber!  HE SO IS!   He bugs me a bit but mainly because he can't shut up!  Seriously, there is a part in one of the videos where he says he's going to try to be quiet for 60 seconds....about 2 go by he starts chattering away.  But I can deal with the flirting and talking if he can help me look like good in a swim suit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about the scale, because it keeps fluctuating.  I've worked hard this week.  My eating was okay...I still need to work harder at it.  I decided that I'd just stick to watching what I eat and counting my calories.  It's much easier for me and then I don't feel so restricted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to feed my babe!  Hopefully, I'll have good news in regards to the scale next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-6471330102383845125?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/6471330102383845125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=6471330102383845125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6471330102383845125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6471330102383845125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/10/mock-tri.html' title='Mock Tri'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-8370909264205245583</id><published>2009-09-15T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:02:27.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying focused</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.abundancehighway.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/sf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 527px; height: 395px;" src="http://www.abundancehighway.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/sf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good bye summer!  I've enjoyed you...way too much!  So much so that I've gained weight after having the baby...thank you very much.  I went in for a Dr.'s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; a few days ago and of course they MAKE you get on the scale...so I did and didn't think it could possibly be that bad right?  WRONG!!  I had gained 3 lbs 2 oz!  THAT'S &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; in only 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;flippin&lt;/span&gt;' weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I talked to my husband and we came up with a good eating and workout program. We are doing the P90X thing.  I will post my most recent picture as soon as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Coby&lt;/span&gt; gets back from Orlando.  He took my measurements, so I'll post those too...just to keep me accountable!  I've already started the diet part and it's really not too bad.  I am always full and I don't mind all the blandness of it all.  Together, Cob and I will start the workout part Monday.  I've purchased my resistance band and pull up bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've set a goal of 5 pounds per month - which will get me to my exact &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-pregnancy weight.  But more than weight, I want to fit back into that cute little gray dress I love so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to run 3 days a week (M/W/F) and doing a spinning class on T/TH in conjunction with the videos.  However, if I notice that my milk supply is going down...I may cut back a little.  But as it stands right now, I'm producing butter...and Jaden is gaining like a champ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures weekly.  SO...I guess I better stick to my guns, so that I don't feel so stupid if I decide to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;renege&lt;/span&gt; in the deal.  Like I said....KEEP ME ACCOUNTABLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to the gym and did a spinning class and it felt AWESOME!  I left looking like a sweaty piglet, but it was sooo worth it!  I'll be back for sure!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO - I'm super excited that another season of the biggest loser is back on!  What a great motivator!  I'm rooting for Abby - I can relate on some level.  But she's really the trooper, she lost her entire family.  I hope she wins, she deserves a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-8370909264205245583?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/8370909264205245583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=8370909264205245583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8370909264205245583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8370909264205245583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/09/staying-focused.html' title='Staying focused'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-8858759894464819958</id><published>2009-09-01T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:11:18.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uggggggghhhhhhh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mycognizance.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/scared-cat-cartoon-kitty-frightened-of-fat-lady-from-behind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 449px;" src="http://mycognizance.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/scared-cat-cartoon-kitty-frightened-of-fat-lady-from-behind.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is seriously how I am feeling lately!  FAT! Clothes that I bought a week after Jaden was born...don't fit me now.  It's so discouraging.  I'm not that big, but I feel so frumpy lately.  I know I just had a baby I can't expect to look like I did for that second in time 3 weeks after Jack passed and I was 110 pounds-ish.  It's like I can't control my bad eating habits.  During my whole pregnancy I was really careful about eating healthy, keeping within the allotted calories that I should have and exercising 4-5 days per week.  And I felt good, I felt cute even.  Now I've been eating soooo poorly, going WAY over my allotted caloric intake and I am feeling so crappy about who I'm seeing looking back at me in the mirror each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/jlv/lowres/jlvn23l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/jlv/lowres/jlvn23l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In all honesty I could care less about how much I actually weigh.  But I want to feel good in my skin and I don't.  That's where the problem lies.  I think that I probably could have taken off this weight a lot faster if I hadn't taken the last 9 weeks and acted like they were "free" days.  That's 63 days of eating anything and EVERYTHING I felt like.  I've got to re-focus and get back on the ball.  I hate feeling like this.  I resolve to do better and get my body back...at least my muffin top in check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9CUic2Wm3I4/SKl8UQ1Hh2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/KJ42gyaSyXc/s400/muffin+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9CUic2Wm3I4/SKl8UQ1Hh2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/KJ42gyaSyXc/s400/muffin+top.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can I get my sides to go back in  and stop hanging over the side of my pants???  Any suggestions?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***disclaimer*** That's not MY muffin top...but it's what I feel like I looks like sometimes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-8858759894464819958?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/8858759894464819958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=8858759894464819958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8858759894464819958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8858759894464819958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/09/uggggggghhhhhhh.html' title='uggggggghhhhhhh!!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9CUic2Wm3I4/SKl8UQ1Hh2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/KJ42gyaSyXc/s72-c/muffin+top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-5714360134877287676</id><published>2009-08-15T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:12:24.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sob3CmpPgRI/AAAAAAAABDA/wcvVlgqgwvo/s1600-h/temptation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sob3CmpPgRI/AAAAAAAABDA/wcvVlgqgwvo/s400/temptation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370251229791224082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously...this has been ME lately!  I am motivated to work out.  I love it!  But lately, I can't seem to keep from eating CRAP!  I don't think we've been home more than two weekends since Jadesy has been born, and therein lies the problem I'm sure!  I think I'm heavier NOW that I've had Jades than I was just after I had him.  That's definitely NOT GOOD!  I really just need to stop going out of town every single weekend.  But that's not happening because we're headed up for the next THREE weekends!  How on EARTH am I going to lose those 4 pounds if I keep leaving???  I just need to plan better I guess.  I've been writing things down...but it's hard to do up there.  At home I can simply hop on the computer and look up my food and calories.  And at Bear Lake, Joanne has such yummy things like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHOCOLATE DIPPED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;RASPBERRIES&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Raisonettes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red Vines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.  I've even tried counting out a 100 calorie snack bag...but I simply can't control myself.  AHHHHHH!!!  Mel, thanks for sending my those little emails.  When you said that you did have a handful of peanut m&amp;amp;m's I thought...she's so good..I WISH I only had a handful of well...anything instead of the WHOLE BAGFUL!!  I'll try harder!  I got these size 2 pants at the church rummage sale and they actually fit in the legs...(my stomach needs some love and by love I mean WORK... and a lot of it).  I'd LOVE to be able to fit into them COMFORTABLY in next few months.   SO...it's my goal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, on a good note though, I did start running again.  And it feels AWESOME!  I ran 3 miles in Bear Lake and 3.3 miles today at home.  I did get a cramp on my right side today...but I kept going.  I didn't stop to "walk" it off.  And it did eventually go away.  I should go on a bike ride and swim a few laps...  But I'm sure I won't.  It's hard on the weekends, because I want to spend time as a family.  I'll start really "tri-ing" next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-5714360134877287676?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/5714360134877287676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=5714360134877287676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5714360134877287676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/5714360134877287676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/08/temptation.html' title='Temptation'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sob3CmpPgRI/AAAAAAAABDA/wcvVlgqgwvo/s72-c/temptation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-6213205756603707977</id><published>2009-08-09T12:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:54:51.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Telos Turkey Triathlon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themountainculture.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/triathlon123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 539px; height: 410px;" src="http://www.themountainculture.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/triathlon123.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am ready to get this baby weight off. Last time I wanted to stay focused and lose weight after having Corbin, Coby and I signed up for a Triathlon. It was great because I was able to work towards something and losing weight was an added bonus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've decided to do the Telos Turkey Triathlon in November. It's in Orem. The run is first and it's a regular 5K, followed by the bike. The bike is only 10 miles instead of the usual 26 miles. Then the swim is last. The swim is less than 1/2 the distance, at 350 meters instead of 800. And best of all it's last and in a pool! I say last, because it's NO fun to have to run and bike in a wet outfit. PLUS after all that working out, the pool will definitely look very enticing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is the schedule I'm planning to do to help me train. This a schedule for 12 weeks. The training schedule is actually for a triathlon that is a tiny bit longer...but hey...I figure that it will just help me train even harder...and harder means that the 12 pounds I trying to lose...will come off that much easier.  I am going to post 4 weeks at a time, just in case anyone reading wants to join me!  HINT HINT!!!  WINK WINK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd love to invite anyone that wants to do this with me! I'm have 2 reasons, baby weight and for Jack. I think he'll be there to help me through it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bike 40 minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Swim 400 yards (eight laps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Run* 15 minutes; bike 30 minutes (separate daily workouts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday (pm):&lt;/strong&gt;   Walk 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Day off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Bike 30 minutes; run 15 minutes (for a consecutive, 45-minute workout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; Day off&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a name="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Bike 45 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Swim 400 yards (eight laps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Run 30 minutes; bike 30 minutes (separate daily workouts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Walk 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Day off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Bike 30 minutes; run 30 minutes (consecutive workout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; Day off&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bike 45 minutes  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Swim 300 yards (six laps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Run 20 minutes; bike 20 minutes** (separate daily workouts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Walk 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Day off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;   Bike 20 minutes; run 20 minutes** (consecutive workout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; Day off &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bike 45 minutes**  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Swim 600 yards (12 laps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Run 20 minutes; bike 30 minutes** (separate daily workouts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Walk 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Day off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Bike 30 minutes; run 20 minutes** (consecutive workout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; Day off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Run and Walk are used interchangeably&lt;br /&gt;**Moderate to higher intensity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- /articleBody --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-6213205756603707977?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/6213205756603707977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=6213205756603707977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6213205756603707977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6213205756603707977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/08/telos-turkey-triathlon.html' title='Telos Turkey Triathlon'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-2394421558763618286</id><published>2009-08-05T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:57:12.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a crazy month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SnpeohYwoAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/OgxJJTa18wA/s1600-h/IMG_2942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SnpeohYwoAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/OgxJJTa18wA/s400/IMG_2942.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a crazy month to say the least!  Jader Bader Bug is 5 weeks old now and quite the little SNACKER!!!  Gotta love a child that loves to eat every 20 minutes on EACH SIDE a million times during the LIVE LONG DAY!  That's right, he nurses on BOTH sides!  That doesn't seem weird to anyone but me because Jack only nursed on ONE side each time he got hungry...and you saw how big he got! We could be in a HEAP of trouble!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SnpjwyvmQGI/AAAAAAAAA44/dRmCa9Xq4T4/s1600-h/IMG_2981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SnpjwyvmQGI/AAAAAAAAA44/dRmCa9Xq4T4/s400/IMG_2981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366711595871649890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's Jades at 4 weeks....can you say chunky??!!  :)  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So as of late I feel like sleeping...A LOT!  Working out was put on hold and eating CRAP was recently taken up!&lt;br /&gt;See Below!!  I got caught in the act of eating that delicious oreo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Snpeoj7kVOI/AAAAAAAAA4o/N2hOsrYQbXM/s1600-h/IMG_2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Snpeoj7kVOI/AAAAAAAAA4o/N2hOsrYQbXM/s400/IMG_2509.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am again....loading up on Joanne's tasty potato salad!!!  Coby's so good about capturing the moment!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SnpeoCQqtGI/AAAAAAAAA4g/p1sEuEmFjeY/s1600-h/IMG_3010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SnpeoCQqtGI/AAAAAAAAA4g/p1sEuEmFjeY/s400/IMG_3010.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's time to get back on the ball.  I officially gained 20 lbs during the whole pregnancy.  So, I did maintain my goal. But now, I have about 12lbs to lose to get back to my prepregnancy weight.  (I was 114 when we found out we were pregnant)  About a week after Jades was hatched, I weighed myself and weighed in at 124 lbs.  Then I took 4 weeks off and ate like food was going to suddenly disappear and I had to eat enough CRAP to keep me warm this winter sort of thing...and gained about 2.5 pounds!  NOT GOOD!!!  I hopped on the scale at the gym and it said I was 126.5 pounds this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO....I'm back at the gym and working out.  Not too hard because I don't want to risk losing my butter supply...I mean milk supply.  But I'm hoping to had lost 4 pounds by Labor Day.  4 pounds in a month...I think that's doable!  Any takers on setting a monthly goal with me?  C'mon...it'll be fun!  We can help each other!  Whaddaya say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SnpeohYwoAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/OgxJJTa18wA/s1600-h/IMG_2942.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-2394421558763618286?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/2394421558763618286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=2394421558763618286' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2394421558763618286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2394421558763618286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='It&apos;s been a crazy month!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SnpeohYwoAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/OgxJJTa18wA/s72-c/IMG_2942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-2034482811510468823</id><published>2009-06-25T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:42:39.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days and counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SkRH8sQoCVI/AAAAAAAAAxY/neru27gtW-w/s1600-h/Fam4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SkRH8sQoCVI/AAAAAAAAAxY/neru27gtW-w/s400/Fam4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351481365221607762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been working hard this week to get ready for this little monkey. Coby was a sweetheart and cleaned out Jack's drawers and put all the 0-3 month clothes in for Jaden. He also put up the new crib bedding, Jaden's letters and took down a few things. I have been putting it off for 9 months now. Wow, 9 months...I can't believe he's been gone for 9 months. My heart just breaks for that mom in Taylorsville that lost her little 2 year old a week ago. I want to find her and tell that it will get better but her heart will never actually be able to heal completely, she'll always be left with a hole. A hole that right now is so large that I'm sure she's shocked that people can't actually see how big it is. It just doesn't seem right that Jack isn't here. I miss him so much that lately I feel like I've actually been taking steps backwards. I'm not quite sure but it feels like that gaping hole that was just barely getting a little scab on the way to recovery is starting to bleed again. I know he's been really close lately. I feel him all over this house and I know he'll be there when Jaden makes his grand entrance into this world. It will probably be bitter/sweet for him to leave his big brother and know that he'll soon forget how awesome he is. Jack still gives me so much incentive to just keep going. To just keep trying to do the best I can so that I'll be blest to raise him someday. It's more important to me than just about anything in this world. I love my family. I'm grateful for eternal families, if I didn't have that knowledge, life just wouldn't be worth it. But it is worth it. It is worth living. Jack's worth it and I will strive to live in such a way that there is NEVER a question about where my priorties lie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On another note however....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm thinking I'd rather be dealing with a gaping hole in my belly, rock hard, completely engorged boobs and so tired that I could cry my eyes out from lack of sleep.  Alright...maybe I CAN deal with his for 5 more days!  That's it...5...I can do it.  Maybe if I tell myself enough times I might actually believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/mba0758l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/mba0758l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my last Dr.'s Appt today.  Stats are okay.  I gained more than ounces this week, so I'm officially at 20lbs.  It could have been worse...I could look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SkQ40PXGouI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/W1H9_JEN0Jg/s1600-h/fat+tif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SkQ40PXGouI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/W1H9_JEN0Jg/s400/fat+tif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351464727350780642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's nice huh!!  :)  Jealous??!!  :)  Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-2034482811510468823?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/2034482811510468823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=2034482811510468823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2034482811510468823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2034482811510468823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/06/which-is-better.html' title='5 days and counting...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SkRH8sQoCVI/AAAAAAAAAxY/neru27gtW-w/s72-c/Fam4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-8057738285045818311</id><published>2009-06-18T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:46:40.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get this party started....but how?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/dre0960l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/dre0960l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY!!!  I seriously want this baby OUT!  I just went to my weekly checkup.  Stats are the same.  I gained .4 oz, blood pressure is low, measurements are where they should be...yadda yadda yadda....SO, WHY aren't we scheduling sooner???  INSURANCE!!!  LAME LAME LAME LAME LAME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay...I am doing EVERYTHING I can think of to get this baby OUT of me.  I've been at the gym every single day except Sunday.  I've been eating Taco Bell with the HOT sauce.  I've even been doing the thing that got me into this situation in the first place! Wink Wink!  NO contractions...unless you count those pointless Braxton Hicks contractions...then I'm having a TON of them!  My mom swears by castor oil...but I just don't think I can do it.  So, I'm in need of assistance....what will get this little critter OUT???????  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-8057738285045818311?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/8057738285045818311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=8057738285045818311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8057738285045818311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8057738285045818311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-get-this-party-startedbut-how.html' title='Let&apos;s get this party started....but how?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-523738854838646037</id><published>2009-06-16T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:06:58.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new favorite and playing the waiting game...again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's official...I've been converted to loving &lt;a href="http://www.tacobell.com/fresco/"&gt;Taco Bell&lt;/a&gt; once again!  Has anyone seen this new Fresco menu?  I just had a steak taco today...AMAZING is all I have to say!  It was full of flavor and only had 160 calories!!!  NOT TOO SHABBY if I do say so myself!  My cute Camille told me about it yesterday at Corbin's swim lessons.  And let's just say, I've gone twice since then and can't WAIT to go tomorrow!  Deeeelich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.grubgrade.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/fresco-menu-taco-bell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 263px;" src="http://www.grubgrade.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/fresco-menu-taco-bell.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to my Dr.'s appt last Friday and was TERRIFIED to step on the scale after eating like a starving hyena and then decided NOT to work only ONCE that whole week!!  But to my shock and utter surprise I had only gained .2 ounces!  YEAHHH!  I don't think the scales will be this nice two times in a row.  But I'm still under 20lbs for this whole pregnancy so far that is....until my appt this thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vcorps.army.mil/Chaplain/Far%20Side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 418px;" src="http://www.vcorps.army.mil/Chaplain/Far%20Side.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which leads me to my next bit of news, I'm officially scheduled for my c-section on Tuesday, June 30th at noon...pending this little monkey doesn't come sooner.  I literally BEGGED and PLEADED with my Dr. to fudge my chart and up my due date...but alas my pleas were only heard in vain....because he just wouldn't do it!  :(  But as Coby pointed out...it's really ONLY two weeks away....so I can't complain.  He'll still be 5 days early instead of 12 like I had really hoped.**(I wanted him to be born on Tuesday, the 23rd...explained in a previous post below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-523738854838646037?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/523738854838646037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=523738854838646037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/523738854838646037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/523738854838646037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/06/new.html' title='A new favorite and playing the waiting game...again!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-6615062587253520709</id><published>2009-06-07T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:26:06.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>37 Weeks...Operation GET THIS BABY OUTTA ME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gensburger.com/misterwriter/pages/Huge-pregnant-belly-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 382px;" src="http://gensburger.com/misterwriter/pages/Huge-pregnant-belly-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, so this isn't me....but I feel like she looks!  I want this baby OUT of me.  I still have 3 weeks to go.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could time GO ANY SLOWER????!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  I'm sure that he wants out just as bad as I want him to be out as well.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW...Who is this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRAXTON HICKS?&lt;/span&gt;  Jaden is this close becoming known as BRAXTON!  He seems to want to hang out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INSIDE&lt;/span&gt; my rib cage.  I'm constantly trying to push him out of them...only to have him jumping back up there again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my back...oh my word.  I had forgotten just how uncomfortable sitting, sleeping and bending down to pick things up this late in the game were.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE put me out of my misery!&lt;/span&gt;  I think if it were legal...Coby would be glad...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ECSTATIC&lt;/span&gt; even to do the job! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.okieonthelam.com/wp-content/images/heres_johnny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 210px;" src="http://www.okieonthelam.com/wp-content/images/heres_johnny.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Every time I tell him how bad my back hurts he tells me that his ears hurt even worse!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to BabyCenter he weighs in at roughly 6.3 pounds and is about 19 inches long!  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://meta-dad.com/wp-content/themes/connections/img/pregnant_belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 427px;" src="http://meta-dad.com/wp-content/themes/connections/img/pregnant_belly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Again, not me...but it gets my point across!  NOW, if only Jaden and I could get on the same page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SixVy9h9AhI/AAAAAAAAAtw/yfle6ETV2Nw/s1600-h/2009.5.30+Tiff%27s+Shower,+Pool+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SixVy9h9AhI/AAAAAAAAAtw/yfle6ETV2Nw/s400/2009.5.30+Tiff%27s+Shower,+Pool+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344741191780729362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is a fun pic of my Lanae and I at my baby shower with our bulging bellies.  She is only 2 weeks ahead of me in this shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called this morning and let me know that Baby Cayden made his grand entrance this morning.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My sister Sommer and I had the chance to go for a little visit.  He's so perfect.  I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERFECT!&lt;/span&gt;  His color is gorgeous, he's so laid back and Lanae told us that he's a good nurser already!  I'm so happy that she was able to carry this baby and made it to the hospital in time to get that BLESSED epidural!  Congrats Little!  Cayden James is just perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that it will be my turn in two more weeks two.  Cross your fingers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, enough complaining...I still don't have that ugly black line down the center of my belly, no heart burn and my weight is still in check. Although...I'm SCARED OUT OF MY MIND to go to my Dr.'s appt on Friday to hear the awful verdict! :) After being on vacation after vacation for 2 months...I'm PRETTY nervous!!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All in all, things are good.  Jaden moves around a lot, his heart rate is normal, my blood pressure is low, no water retention...so I still have ankles, not any stretch marks that I can see and in about two weeks I'll get to hold a perfect little angel straight from the precense of our Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ and my sweet little Jack.  I know Jack will be close to share in this new little addition to our family...and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really can't wait.  I really can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-6615062587253520709?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/6615062587253520709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=6615062587253520709' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6615062587253520709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6615062587253520709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/06/37-weeksoperation-get-this-baby-outta.html' title='37 Weeks...Operation GET THIS BABY OUTTA ME!!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SixVy9h9AhI/AAAAAAAAAtw/yfle6ETV2Nw/s72-c/2009.5.30+Tiff%27s+Shower,+Pool+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-1684073634594463149</id><published>2009-05-14T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:50:51.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>33 Weeks...and counting DOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just got back from the latest Dr.'s Appt.  No weight gain this time...so I'm up to gaining 16 pounds total so far.  I still feel great other than my lower back killing me and trying to figure out exactly WHERE this baby is going to fit...because let me tell ya...THERE IS NO MORE ROOM!!!!  He's only a little over 4 pounds now and I'm seriously SO uncomfortable!!!  Sleep is no longer something I look forward to because, while I have GREAT prescriptions to help...I can't get comfortable long enough to enjoy it.  Oh the joys of being preggers!  LOVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.suehypnobirthing.co.uk/hypnobirthing_belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 180px;" src="http://www.suehypnobirthing.co.uk/hypnobirthing_belly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong...it's not all bad.  So far I can still wear most of my clothes without feeling too fat.  Thank goodness for the invention of LOW RISE clothing!  Whoever invented that is seriously a genious!  No big dark line down the middle of my lower stomach this pregnacy...another plus!  AND the best part of all is NO HEARTBURN as of yet!  So, while there is a bit of complaing previously listed...I can't complain to much!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.arrowphotography.co.uk/images/portraits/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 316px;" src="http://www.arrowphotography.co.uk/images/portraits/heart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gimps.de/pictures/albums/userpics/10001/short-hairstyles-of-jessica-alba.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-1684073634594463149?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/1684073634594463149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=1684073634594463149' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/1684073634594463149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/1684073634594463149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/05/33-weeksand-counting-down.html' title='33 Weeks...and counting DOWN'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-2455279922267951577</id><published>2009-04-19T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T16:02:13.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Weeks and counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SeutM8STjGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/JyVnAHsF9dc/s1600-h/Photo+66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SeutM8STjGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/JyVnAHsF9dc/s400/Photo+66.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SeutM8GS7vI/AAAAAAAAAj0/D2ms4GN_lK0/s1600-h/Photo+67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SeutM8GS7vI/AAAAAAAAAj0/D2ms4GN_lK0/s400/Photo+67.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SeutNHIrN1I/AAAAAAAAAj8/6xwezI22lqo/s1600-h/Photo+69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SeutNHIrN1I/AAAAAAAAAj8/6xwezI22lqo/s400/Photo+69.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, here I am 29 weeks and feeling good!  This pregnancy has been really been going smoothly weight wise.  I've gained about 14 lbs total since we found out that we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; in November.  I'm still active and working out 4 to 5 times per week with 3 days of weight/strength training included.  I really love the feeling I still get from getting in a good workout.  It's like the BEST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xanax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and diet coke mixed, with a side of happy included!  :)  I can't believe that there was once a time when I hated, really hated working out.  While my body is continually growing outward, this time doesn't seem to be so bad.  I still feel fat, but not nearly as fat as I did on the past two pregnancies.  And I'm not sure if I have on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; goggles...the kind of goggles that tell you that you look cute and you're not really that big!  I've been fooled before!  With Corbin (gained 50 lbs) I thought..."I look pretty good.  I just have a belly.  I'm one of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; pregnant gals!"   And then I looked at pictures AFTER I had Corbin and realized....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WAS CLEARLY BLIND AND COMPLETELY DELUSIONAL!!!&lt;/span&gt; So, I'm hoping that I won't look back in a few months and think.....I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;/span&gt; had my prego goggles on!!  I still have ankles... so that's a good sign right???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;According to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Babycenter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; this little boy is up to 3 lbs.  He's constantly moving ALL THE TIME!  I love it!  I really am so excited to meet him.  I've never really been one of those people that gushes when they see a baby.... but I have SO turned into one!  I can't get enough of my cute friend Camille's, little Samantha and my darling neighbor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tiana's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; little Riley.  I find myself looking for ways to go and bite their cute little jawbones.  And the giggle they give oh...I just can't describe what a GREAT feeling it is!  I so miss my little Jackie.  I know he is still close and always there when I need him, but he really did have the BEST cheeks to munch on!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-2455279922267951577?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/2455279922267951577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=2455279922267951577' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2455279922267951577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2455279922267951577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/04/29-weeks-and-counting.html' title='29 Weeks and counting'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SeutM8STjGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/JyVnAHsF9dc/s72-c/Photo+66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-2643181006571584606</id><published>2009-02-15T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:01:58.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Then and Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjuhKQ_9WI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cM5sJ11Rbsc/s1600-h/IMG_2132-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjuhKQ_9WI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cM5sJ11Rbsc/s400/IMG_2132-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303250814687507810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought it would be interesting to do a post where I actually track the difference in pregnancies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;almost 6 months prego with Corbin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjnxa_elpI/AAAAAAAAAiM/XrBkn12PDF8/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjnxa_elpI/AAAAAAAAAiM/XrBkn12PDF8/s400/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303243397473932946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; With Corbin I was a complete&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLUG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  And by that I mean, I did &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;absolutely  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EAT and then EAT some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I seriously wouldn't think twice about stopping off at BK for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; supersized fried chicken sandwich combo with an extra large Pepsi. THEN later that night, Wendy's was always a good choice for dinner where once again I'd eat a supersized #6 Combo meal with an extra large Coke. Then I'd usually park my ever increasing bum on one of the lazy boys and settle in for a evening of watching TV. About 11pm it wouldn't be uncommon for me to eat some chicken or beef ramon noodles or a couple pieces of cinnamon toast drenched in butter. SO....50lbs later....Corbin graced us with his presence....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 DAYS LATE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I lost about 8lbs TOTAL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I was down to 176 pounds.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUCKY me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;almost 5 months prego with my Jackie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjj5gXBoZI/AAAAAAAAAiE/OcWZ_cVfF54/s1600-h/DSC06419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjj5gXBoZI/AAAAAAAAAiE/OcWZ_cVfF54/s400/DSC06419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303239138307318162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we found out we were prego with Jackie I was down to 134lbs (20 more than when we got married)...but still down to my pregnancy weight. Still &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;where I wanted to be, but it was QUITE an improvement from being 176lbs!!! I decided that this time I would work out during my pregnancy a little more and try to eat better. I ended up gaining about 32lbs total. 9 of the pounds were gained during the month of December and in Mexico. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 9 lbs!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I lost the weight a little faster and really hit the gym hard. I even tried eating better.  Jack graced us with his sweet presence 9 days &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EARLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I finally got down to 126 lbs. I still had about 11 lbs to go before I hit my ultimate goal of 115...but still I don't remember when I was in the 120's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the worst thing of all happened and we lost our beautiful little baby boy, Jack. I have experienced pain before but nothing hurts worse than losing your child. I couldn't eat, sleep or stop crying. Running became such a great outlet for me. I'd keep my locket of Jack close to my heart and throw on my Aasics and go for a 4 mile run. The endorphins didn't take the pain away..or even come close, but it did help me feel a little  better. I knew that although I'd gotten even lower than my original goal....because I didn't eat for about 2 weeks, I'd lost a lot of muscle. I also knew that I'd pack on the weight faster than it fell off if I didn't take advantage and start really focusing on eating healthy and continuing to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 months prego with...."little what's his name"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjjHv7CwKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8E_zY_pfKO8/s1600-h/IMG_2133-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjjHv7CwKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8E_zY_pfKO8/s400/IMG_2133-1.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, here I am 20 weeks along.  We're having another little boy and I couldn't be more excited.  I have decided to really focus this pregnancy on eating healthy and working out.  I have really been trying hard.  I work out at 5 days a week with 3 of those days doing weights and strength training.  I'm hoping that this little boy will grace us with his presence on Tuesday, June 23rd.  That's only 13 days sooner than my due date.  The reason for this day is that Tuesday, the 23rd of September was the absolute WORST day of my life.  I dislike Tuesdays and the 23rd of every month.  I'm hoping to change that...  So cross your fingers that the Lord will give us the "go" 13 days sooner!  :)  I figure that I did NOTHING in the way of activity with Corbin....and got 9 days MORE staying prego in JULY mind you!  I did a little more with Jack and he came ***9***(see note below) days earlier.  So...I'm hoping that if I continue working hard and eating right that "little what's his name" will come 13 days early too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to keep posting my stats as my pregancy progresses.  I'm even planning to do a Triathlon in November of this year to help keep my focused on my goals.  My ultimate goal is to gain about 20lbs total and lose my weight by Thanksgiving.  SO wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***9*** Jack came 9 days early.  Maybe because of exercise or maybe he knew that he'd have to leave a little sooner and wanted to be there for every possible second he could.  I believe it's a little of both.  I sure miss that chubby baby...more than words could ever describe.  But I know that he's up there cheering me on and giving me strength to keep moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjjHv7CwKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8E_zY_pfKO8/s1600-h/IMG_2133-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjjHv7CwKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8E_zY_pfKO8/s1600-h/IMG_2133-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-2643181006571584606?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/2643181006571584606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=2643181006571584606' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2643181006571584606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2643181006571584606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2009/02/then-and-now.html' title='Then and Now'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SZjuhKQ_9WI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cM5sJ11Rbsc/s72-c/IMG_2132-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-6452952466665028531</id><published>2008-10-22T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:21:17.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I said I'd do it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SP9dOupdvpI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Z13JmKtiChg/s1600-h/DSC03107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SP9dOupdvpI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Z13JmKtiChg/s400/DSC03107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260025397413527186" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;This was ME at my heaviest! In this picture I was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;184 lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  184!!! Granted I was pregnant!  And OVERDUE mind you, but still I weighed in at 184 lbs!!  In fact Coby was only 2 measly little pounds MORE than me at this point!  Where are my ankles I ask you???  Oh wait, they don't exist....because I have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!  Thankles you ask?  What are thankles?  Well that's when you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ankles&lt;/span&gt; are just about as big as your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIEGHS&lt;/span&gt;, so they are called THANKLES!!!  This was when I was prego with Corbin in the MIDDLE of July!  So there could have been some extra water retention going on here...that or it may have been the COSTCO size box of double stuffed oreos I had consumed earlier.  Hmmm...I have NO idea why I gained over 50lbs with him!  Coby must have been scared stiff!  He married at 115 lb girl would absolutely HATED to go to the gym!  But times...they have changed.  See below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SP9dPIyeO7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/GuLIVymo57M/s1600-h/tif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SP9dPIyeO7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/GuLIVymo57M/s400/tif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260025404430629810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is me now. This is the most recent picture I could find and actually had to steal it from Brittany! Thanks Brit! I officially weigh in at 116 lbs.  Granted I did just go through the worst thing no parent should ever endure.  But I am finally working out again.  I've been going running and doing weights at the gym.  I haven't gone back to any classes because I just don't have it in me yet.  I'll get there.  It's just too hard to see everyone still.  I miss my baby more than anything and if truth be told I'd rather be 184 lbs and still have my Jackie.  But I guess any parent would wish any other thing than losing that which was most precious.  So this shout out goes to Jackie!  Miss you baby!  Love you more than words could express.  Okay, I'm about to have a little break down, so I guess I'd better put on my running shoes and pound the pavement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-6452952466665028531?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/6452952466665028531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=6452952466665028531' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6452952466665028531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6452952466665028531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-said-id-do-it.html' title='I said I&apos;d do it!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SP9dOupdvpI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Z13JmKtiChg/s72-c/DSC03107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-3663769407822406759</id><published>2008-08-06T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:27:09.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Jeans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SJoWTQ9p4pI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1Uv3-Lj9BJA/s1600-h/DSC01143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231518437371142802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SJoWTQ9p4pI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1Uv3-Lj9BJA/s320/DSC01143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coby took me shopping last night at the Buckle.  I had to take pictures so my cute sister Sommer could see.  I wish Amber were here because she has just as good fashion sense.  I'm a lucky girl!  But the real reason I am posting a picture of my butt is because it's gotten smaller.  Who'd a thought??!!  I jumped on the scale this morning and lo and behold the scale gods were good to me.  I weighed in at 126lbs.  But it may be less...I'm retaining a bit if water....if you know what I mean.  Wink Wink!  Girls...you know where I'm coming from.  For some of you, you might say my "aunt's rockin' my house!"  Heather....YOU KNOW!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-3663769407822406759?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/3663769407822406759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=3663769407822406759' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3663769407822406759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3663769407822406759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-jeans.html' title='New Jeans'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SJoWTQ9p4pI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1Uv3-Lj9BJA/s72-c/DSC01143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-3702245298541337347</id><published>2008-07-30T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:12:16.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a real picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SJEluhN7AXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/iG9WzU28GRs/s1600-h/IMG_1377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229002123474829682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SJEluhN7AXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/iG9WzU28GRs/s320/IMG_1377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I'm sort of hiding behind Jack...but hey it's a real picture AND I'm in a swim suit!  I don't think I've ever felt good enough to show people!  Once I hit my goal, I'll post a better picture AND a picture of my heaviest weight.  Heather, you know which picture I'm talking about!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-3702245298541337347?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/3702245298541337347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=3702245298541337347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3702245298541337347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3702245298541337347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-real-picture.html' title='Finally, a real picture'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/SJEluhN7AXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/iG9WzU28GRs/s72-c/IMG_1377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-8802759239019671216</id><published>2008-07-18T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:33:48.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little shout out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/3049957/2/istockphoto_3049957_shout_out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/3049957/2/istockphoto_3049957_shout_out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a little shout out to a few people that have helped me get as far as I have in my fitness. Congrats &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heather Orchard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for getting into the 100 teens. She has lost weight and also 5 inches in the past few weeks. ALSO, she just finished Nursing School and is officially an RN! She did all of this while being a mommy, a wifey and a student. Way to go Chasey! You rock! I really wish you were here because we are both so competitive with each other. It's a great motivator! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another shout out to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mandy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Jen inspires me every day to workout hard and more importantly eat well. Mandy helps to push me just a little bit further with every run in the mornings. Jen has lost OVER 20lbs this year and still continues to drop pounds and inches. She is showing definition all over her body and looks GREAT (even though she doesn't believe me) in her tighest gym pants! THEY LOOK AWESOME on you!!! Mandy is training for a 1/2 marathon and is going to do fanomial! Thanks girls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly, Coby is my biggest inspiration. He tells me good changes he sees in my body and this is the BEST motivator of all. I love it! You're best honey thanks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There are MANY other people that I haven't mentioned who have also REALLY helped me stay focused...but there are too many to say....SO know that I appreciate you...YOU know who you are!!!****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-8802759239019671216?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/8802759239019671216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=8802759239019671216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8802759239019671216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8802759239019671216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-shout-out.html' title='A little shout out...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-1086563584121478012</id><published>2008-06-30T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:40:25.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Runner's High</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/graphics/2008/04/08/runner400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="257" alt="" src="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/graphics/2008/04/08/runner400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've just recently started running outside again.  What a feeling it is!  I absolutely LOVE the feeling I get when I've finished running 3.5 - 4 miles.  I think it's what's called a runner's high!  And I've finally got that feeling again!  I used to run with my awesome friend Natalie in Michigan.  I think we'd only go about 2.3 miles, but once we ran 5 and I remember feeling sooo good.  Granted I had a downshift problem towards the end...but I won't get into that!  Then our family moved to Utah and I think I heard Coby say, "It's so much harder to run out here because of the altitude."  So what I heard was, "It's impossible to run here." and if Coby thought it was hard, I knew it was IMPOSSIBLE for me to run in Utah.   So, I just never tried.  Then my friend Mandy popped over one day and since I was already in my workout clothes invited me to go with her in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98 DEGREE weather&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mind you!  I went, and couldn't believe it...I ran 2.56 miles and I didn't die.  So, I decided to keep it up and start running in the mornings with Mandy.   We run along the Jordan River Parkway about 7am M/W/Th/ and then Saturdays we have our LONG run.  It's been just over a week and I'm still going strong.  It's early, but it's seriously the BEST time to go.&lt;br /&gt;So, this is my plan to step it up at the gym.  I'm still going to do my usual classes and weights like I normally do, but with adding running into my mix I'm hoping to tweak things a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;I just treated myself to two new pair of shorts...&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SIZE 5!!!!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-1086563584121478012?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/1086563584121478012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=1086563584121478012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/1086563584121478012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/1086563584121478012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/06/runners-high.html' title='Runner&apos;s High'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-470548286506638718</id><published>2008-06-14T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:30:20.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.inmagine.com/img/blendimages/bldvcd049/bld053602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="376" alt="" src="http://images.inmagine.com/img/blendimages/bldvcd049/bld053602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And it's finally happening!  I hopped on the scale at the gym...and it' official!! I'm finally in the 120's!!  Yeah!!!  I don't mean to toot my own horn...actually I DO!  I'm super proud of myself.  I haven't been this weight since BEFORE I was pregnant with Corbin.  If only I would have listened to Brittni Schroeder when she tried effortlessly to get me to work out BEFORE I had kidlings.  I think I would have been so much better off.  Had I known then what I know now, I would have done a lot of things differently.  I wouldn't have eaten EVERYTHING within my grasp, just because I was "pregnant" and eating for TWO!  I used getting pregnant as an excuse to go crazy and get fat because I was "supposed" to!  I have made a change, a truly good change in my diet and exercise habits.  I completely look forward to going to the gym I LOVE going now.  And I watch what I eat.  I keep my calories in check by writing down everything I put into my mouth.  If I don't know how many calories it may have, I hop on the computer and look it up.  If I know that I'm going to dinner and it's definitely NOT the most healthy...I save my calories up during the day or week and I don't feel guilty.  I actually get to ENJOY food again.  I love it!  I am still working on my goal weight and I'll keep that to myself, but I'm happy and happily working towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-470548286506638718?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/470548286506638718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=470548286506638718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/470548286506638718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/470548286506638718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-progress.html' title='A little progress'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-8657758942993248669</id><published>2008-05-04T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:12:58.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A small step...in the right direction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kent.ac.uk/careers/pics/Hooray.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.kent.ac.uk/careers/pics/Hooray.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't believe I made it through the weekend and stayed strong!  I wasn't perfect, but I didn't go crazy this weekend.  I stayed within my alotted caloric intake goal and was still able to go to family functions.  SO, YEAHHHH!!!  I'm anxious to see if the scale moves in my favor tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-8657758942993248669?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/8657758942993248669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=8657758942993248669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8657758942993248669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8657758942993248669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/05/small-stepin-right-direction.html' title='A small step...in the right direction'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-2177018933331233566</id><published>2008-04-28T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:51:12.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever wonder how many calories you are eating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caloriesinpizza.com/upload/2007/02/how_many_calories_in_pizza_1/caloriesinpizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.caloriesinpizza.com/upload/2007/02/how_many_calories_in_pizza_1/caloriesinpizza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever wonder just what's ACTUALLY in the food that you make? Of course we've all seen the websites you can go to to figure out how many calories are in something you ate or want to eat, but what about figuring out the nutritional value for the serving size you are eating when you make it yourself? I have and it's pretty challenging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few weeks ago, one of the instructors gave us a website that would give you a breakdown. I tried it and although I think it is a little on the high side for calories, I'd almost rather that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO, here you go: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go to&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.calorie-count.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.calorie-count.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then you'll see a tool bar. click on &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;TOOLS&lt;/span&gt;. When you come to that screen you'll see a tab that says &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;RECIPES.&lt;/span&gt; Click on that and it will bring you a screen where you can actually type in all the ingredients in your food and it will break it down for you. Be sure to enter the exact number of servings and the exact measurements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After you are finished entering in your ingredients, it will give you a nutritional label a place to actually click on the food you entered in to get an even bigger breakdown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, thanks Kari!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-2177018933331233566?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/2177018933331233566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=2177018933331233566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2177018933331233566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2177018933331233566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/04/ever-wonder-how-many-calories-you-are.html' title='Ever wonder how many calories you are eating...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-7684786864419836813</id><published>2008-04-28T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:34:56.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Side Running Cramps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.active.com/images/prod_sys/normalgas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="252" alt="" src="http://www.active.com/images/prod_sys/normalgas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't you just hate it when you're running, and then you get those horindous side cramps. They tell you to "just run it off"....but honestly after about 10 minutes shouldn't they be gone??? I want to get back into running and eventually do a series of different races, starting with a 5K and ending with a 1/2 marathon. I don't think I'll ever do a whole marathon...but who knows?? So, this morning, I hopped on the treadmill and decided that I would run as long as I could without stopping and see just how far I could make it. About 2 minutes in, I started to get a cramp on my left side. So I just kept going, but by about .8 miles the cramp wasn't getting better...but worse, MUCH worse. So, I have to admit that I stopped, took a break, then started back up again...only to find that the cramp was just as bad as I left it. So, instead of working out...I'm blogging! But I did google some tips...so here you go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stopping a Side Stitch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; To stop a side stitch when running, stop running and place your hand into the right side of your belly and push up, lifting the liver slightly. Inhale and exhale evenly as you push up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Preventing a Side Stitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To prevent a side stitch, take even, deep breaths while running. Shallow breathing tends to increase the risk of cramping because the diaphragm is always slightly raised and never lowers far enough to allow the ligaments to relax. When this happens the diaphragm becomes stressed and a spasm or "stitch" is more likely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Some other ways to alleviate the pain of a side stitch include&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time your eating. Having food in your stomach during a workout may increase cramping creating more force on the ligaments (avoid eating one to two hours before a workout) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stretching may prevent or relieve a cramp. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raise your right arm straight up and lean toward the left. Hold for 30 seconds, release, then stretch the other side. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slow down your pace until pain lessens. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breathe deep to stretch the diaphragm. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink before exercise; dehydration can increase muscle cramps. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Massage or press on the area with pain. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bend forward to stretch the diaphragm and ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-7684786864419836813?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/7684786864419836813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=7684786864419836813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7684786864419836813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7684786864419836813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/04/side-running-cramps.html' title='Side Running Cramps'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-1560722003872120948</id><published>2008-04-20T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T10:01:03.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kari's Dreamy Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.beckyhiggins.com/blog/uploaded_images/pumpkin-muffins-763867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.beckyhiggins.com/blog/uploaded_images/pumpkin-muffins-763867.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the instructors at the gym brought in a tasty and healthy treat one day after spinning class.  She told us that they were 102 calories and about 1 gram of fat.  I thought...hmmm...how good could they be?  Ummmm, HELLLLLLO they were to DIE for!!!  They were so moist and sweet.  I had to have the recipe.  And with only 102 calories they are the perfect little sweet snack, full of GOOD things.  Here's the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Her friends named them:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kari's Dreamy Pumpkin muffins&lt;/span&gt;... since she got the recipe in a dream)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1/2 C. sugar (I use cane sugar (organic)... not refined sugar)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1/2 C. white flour (not bleached)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1/2 C. &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;whole wheat flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;3/4 tsp. baking soda&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1/4 tsp ground cloves&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp nutmeg&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1 tsp cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1 egg     (when I double the recipe I use 1 whole egg + 1 egg white)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1/3 cup fat free yogurt (I used vanilla... but plain would work too)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1/8 tsp vanilla&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1 C. pure 100% pumpkin (canned)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;choc chips (about 1/4 Cup or I just sprinkle some on top &amp;amp; push them into the  muffin w/a knife)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;350 degrees about 15 to 20 minutes.... until a toothpick comes out clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it, and you'll LOVE them.  I'm taking them as treats to our class at church and also as desserts to dinner with Coby's family tonight.  Corbin has already eaten 3 today...so I had to hide them.  Happy/Healthy eating!  Click here to find out the nutritional benefits of &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/61101/the_health_benefits_of_pumpkins.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-1560722003872120948?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/1560722003872120948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=1560722003872120948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/1560722003872120948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/1560722003872120948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/04/karis-dreamy-pumpkin-chocolate-chip.html' title='Kari&apos;s Dreamy Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Muffins'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-9131449471864293208</id><published>2008-04-16T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:57:27.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working hard and LOVING it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://michelemiller.blogs.com/photos/uncategorized/exhausted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://michelemiller.blogs.com/photos/uncategorized/exhausted.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing really well.  I've been working extra hard and the gym and giving it my absolute all.  Today I did my a little cardio before my S.E.T class  and then another 18 minutes after.  Thank goodness for my mom for letting me stay a tichy longer today.  But I got the best work out!  When I left my hair was totally wet!  I love that feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've even been keeping a food journal, which I really find helpful for keeping me accountable.  That and Jen Jolly!  After a cycle class last week our instructor Kari brought in these TO DIE FOR Chocolate chip pumpkin muffins!  They were so moist and delicious, that you'd NEVER know they were ONLY 102 calories each!  She found this great website where you can manually put in your ingredients and then it will calculate the calories.  As soon as I get it, I'll post it.  But I thought that was awesome!  I love cooking, so this is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just told me that she has set a weight loss goal for herself for this summer, I want to help her reach her goals because I know that she would feel better mentally, emotionally, and especially physically!  She can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-9131449471864293208?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/9131449471864293208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=9131449471864293208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/9131449471864293208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/9131449471864293208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/04/working-hard-and-loving-it.html' title='Working hard and LOVING it!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-3832412068449943623</id><published>2008-04-03T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:42:44.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little humbing...so thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hattaways.com/img/scared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.hattaways.com/img/scared.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for all the comments.  But I don't  think I can endure one more day of my friend Jen telling me what failure as a friend she must be because I'm not sticking to my diet...I mean "life style" change!  And the mere thought of Michael McClean brings tears to my eyes...and not good tears...tears of torture.  I know I've said that I I've turned over a new leaf... but this time I mean it.  To those who know me, I'm sure you're rolling your eyes and wondering how long it's going to last...but I'm really going to try.  I'm not going to say I'll be perfect, but maybe I can reward myself with a new pair of capris.  So....I'm back and I'm ready to kick some bootie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.healthygrocerylist.com/images/FruitsAndVeggies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.healthygrocerylist.com/images/FruitsAndVeggies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went grocery shopping and couldn't believe the total the cashier rattled off.  Why must eating healthy be sooo much more expensive?  I don't know, I do know that it does taste much better.  I bought tons of fruit and veggies.  My new goal is to eat at least 5 servings each of fruit and veggies daily in place of cheesits...(Just kidding, I don't buy them any more)  I'll probably need to stay close to the bathroom...but as Shrek says..."better out than in I always say"!  So wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-3832412068449943623?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/3832412068449943623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=3832412068449943623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3832412068449943623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3832412068449943623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-humbingso-thanks.html' title='a little humbing...so thanks!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-7246256940326572364</id><published>2008-03-10T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:29:56.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little goes a long way....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.armyofmom.com/pussbigeyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.armyofmom.com/pussbigeyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naturalhealthbenefits.com/images/junk-food-thumb1510832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.naturalhealthbenefits.com/images/junk-food-thumb1510832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend we went on a little trip with some of our best friends from Michigan. I was sooo fun. And well, maybe a little too fun! I just sort of went crazy. And as much fun as it was, all I could think about was a comment my friend Jen made before I left..."Nothing tastes as good as THIN feels!" But did that stop me? NOOOOOOOOOO!!! As you can see from the caption above, I ate crap and as a result I felt like crap! It was great going down, but a few hours later...I was really feeling it! After this weekend, my husband and I both need a good lifestyle change. I have no idea how much weight I gained...but I didn't work out at ALL last week, so I'm a little afraid to hop on the scale. So I am upping things a bit with working out and especially eating. I am convinced that eating is like 75% and excercise is only 25%. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this week on the agenda...I am planning to run/walk my 2.3 miles first thing then do my classes at the gym. I've already done it this morning and it felt amazing! I love the excercise high. I really think it's equal to that of a diet coke! Which I've decided to stay away from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all those who read this, leave me a comment. Even if's it a little mean!! When I know that someone is reading this fitness blog, it helps me stay focused and motivated. Mainly because I feel a little stupid when I commit to something and then fall of the wagon...which seems to be happening more and more it seems. So, help me out and leave me a comment! Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-7246256940326572364?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/7246256940326572364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=7246256940326572364' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7246256940326572364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7246256940326572364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-goes-long-way.html' title='a little goes a long way....'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-894630915970431675</id><published>2008-03-04T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T08:25:02.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/rjo0700l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/rjo0700l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my previous posts, I've mentioned that I haven't gained weight.  Infact, I even lost a little.  That was until I checked today...and I've GAINED a whole pound!  So, what I'm realizing is that my eating is catching up with me.  So, I'm on the ball now for eating because I don't like this feeling of the scale moving up. Then I found out that my spinning class was full this morning, so I'll go tonight with Andrea.  Thank goodness for an evening class.  I know that I could probably just hop on the elliptical, but...I LOVE the workout spinning gives me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-894630915970431675?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/894630915970431675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=894630915970431675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/894630915970431675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/894630915970431675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-update.html' title='A little update....'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-414180576577791268</id><published>2008-03-03T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T08:27:43.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's SOOO my fault!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mizfrogspad.com/Graphics-Diet/WeightLossCartoon1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.mizfrogspad.com/Graphics-Diet/WeightLossCartoon1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This caption IS TOTALLY ME!!!  So I've really been trying to bust my butt at the gym.  But what I have neglected to do is actually work hard at eating the way I should.  I was talking to my sister and she so delicately told me that she thinks I workout, so that I can eat they way that I do.  That's why I haven't necessarily gained weight, but I've definitely not lost any either.  I KNOW what I should eat, I even know how to cook it...I just lack the will power to actually stick to it.  I mean, what would it be like to fit into my goal jeans?  I know that it's not supposed to be about weight and trying to be this skinny minny, but I remember how I felt when I was thinner.  I was more adventurous, sporty and a whole lot less self conscious.  Call me superficial if you must, but I like how I feel when I'm in down a few sizes and am in shape.  I don't need to be a size 2, but I could definitely live with being a 4-6.  And I think Coby wouldn't object.  He says he doesn't care what size I am and that he loves me no matter what, but what a feeling it is when he says, "You're arms are really looking defined."  It makes me WANT to do all that I can to reach my goals.  Someone could be overweight by 100lbs and feel absolutely GORGEOUS!!!  More power to them, I just don't.  And I don't think there is anything wrong with that. &lt;br /&gt;I have this cute friend named Jen who has already dropped 12 lbs and is such an inspiration to me.  She really tries hard to be good at her "new lifestyle" and also at the gym.  She really pushes herself and helps to push me as well.   She is really dedicated and helps to motivate me.  I tried harder today because I know that it' s up to me to reach these goals.  No one can make me do it.   Like it says on my header..."If you want it bad enough"  And I want it!  So, it's there for the taking right?  RIGHT!  (I sound dorky...but I totally don't care).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-414180576577791268?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/414180576577791268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=414180576577791268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/414180576577791268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/414180576577791268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-sooo-my-fault.html' title='It&apos;s SOOO my fault!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-641274585299899877</id><published>2008-02-20T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:12:16.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some days just suck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/R7xTmO9o2sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ygMFkJ4bPgI/s1600-h/DSC00774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/R7xTmO9o2sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ygMFkJ4bPgI/s320/DSC00774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how my day is going! I've been trying to work out hard and really make the MOST of my workouts. On Wednesdays I love going to the S.E.T class at 9am. Usually my friend watches Corbin because he REFUSES to go to the kids club.   But she hasn't been feeling good enough to bring her "bean" (her nickname for Skylar) to the gym.  It usually works best if Corbin has someone to play with, then he's good.  Anyway, I woke up early this morning, (not by choice mind you...Jack thought he needed to get up at 6 freaking 30). Then we all get dressed, ate breakfast and headed off the gym. I even got there 20 minutes before my class started so that I could distract Corbin enough to leave. But from the SECOND we got out of the car until right up until my class started Corbin screamed his head off. Then Jack started in. So, after over 20 minutes of constant sreaming...JUST BY MY KIDS, I decided that it was time to leave. So...here I am blogging...NOT working out! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-641274585299899877?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/641274585299899877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=641274585299899877' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/641274585299899877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/641274585299899877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-days-just-suck.html' title='Some days just suck!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/R7xTmO9o2sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ygMFkJ4bPgI/s72-c/DSC00774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-7687140137984844474</id><published>2008-02-18T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:30:19.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not much...but hey it counts right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.graytvinc.com/images/Weight+Scale_weau+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media.graytvinc.com/images/Weight+Scale_weau+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...so I know it's not a terrible amount, but I'm down 3 lbs from the beginning of this blog.  But I'd rather lose weight slow and steadily than quick.  Mainly because it seems to come right back on.  My friend Amy said that she lost 8 lbs doing the spinning class!  My friend Anna is also down and working hard everyday!  That's total motivation for me!  Thanks guys, you're the BEST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-7687140137984844474?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/7687140137984844474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=7687140137984844474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7687140137984844474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7687140137984844474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-not-muchbut-hey-it-counts-right.html' title='It&apos;s not much...but hey it counts right?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-910606463516718819</id><published>2008-02-12T19:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:11:32.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nymag.com/images/2/daily/intel/07/08/28_spinclass_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://nymag.com/images/2/daily/intel/07/08/28_spinclass_lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://web.ics.purdue.edu/~delta3/delta%20delta%20delta/about.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://web.ics.purdue.edu/~delta3/delta%20delta%20delta/about.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently taken up spinning at 24.  I LOVE IT!!!  The first few times were a bit brutal, and I was definitely saddle sore...but I love the feeling I get after I'm done.  It's taught by Andrea (I've talked about her before).  She's such a GREAT instructor.  I wish she could teach more, because I love going to most of her classes.  I'd go to all of them if I could.  But with two little monkeys that refuse to stay in kids club....it's almost impossible.  I tell her all the time that she looks like Molly Sims, only with blue eyes.  So, this is a little shout out to her!  Thanks Andrea, YOU ROCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-910606463516718819?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/910606463516718819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=910606463516718819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/910606463516718819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/910606463516718819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-recently-taken-up-spinning-at-24.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-3627196017443065920</id><published>2008-02-06T19:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:38:44.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't even want to talk about it!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I was the worst!  I was okay until Momma Jo took me to sweet tomatoes for lunch.  I started out okay...then I got to the ranch...and I don't know what happened...  It seemed that my salad was swimming in it and I kept telling myself to stop..and then I added that extra ladle!  So, there went my diet for the day.  But did I stop there? NO!!!  I ate cookies, hershey's almonds... I don't even know what I ate.  Tomorrow I HAVE to be good because I'm hosting a girl's night out and we'll probably eat at the Parrot Head for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as working out...it didn't happen.  And as I'm speaking Coby's lecturing me about NOT GOING TO THE GYM!  It's 8:30pm and I just don't want to go.  I know that I should, but I need a fresh start tomorrow.  I KNOW I'll be better.  This seems to be what I say everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-3627196017443065920?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/3627196017443065920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=3627196017443065920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3627196017443065920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3627196017443065920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-even-want-to-talk-about-it.html' title='I don&apos;t even want to talk about it!!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-8382445252854337979</id><published>2008-02-05T18:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T19:05:49.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasta...who knew?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poster.net/anonymous/anonymous-pasta-2409294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.poster.net/anonymous/anonymous-pasta-2409294.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought did pretty well, not great today.  Mainly because my mom thinks that Corbin should have cheetos as a treat.  So....as a result I had a couple handfuls, with a couple handfuls of cheesits.  Those darn cheesits!!  I had my bran muffin for breakfast, then for lunch I had about 1/2 cup of chicken noodle soup with a about 6 or 7 ritz crackers.  I did eat probably 9 hershey kisses today...so that wasn't good either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a spinning class tonight and Andrea kicked my butt...like ususal!  So, I can home and ate some mixed veggies and then some pasta with a 1/4 cup of alfredo sauce.  (which on has 110 calories)  So, I thought I probably didn't do so bad with my dinner...until I looked at the calories of the pasta.  For a 1/2 cup of cooked pasta there is like 220 calories!!  220 can you believe it????  I know I had at least 1 1/2 cups....so I'm pretty much screwed...I think.  I'll work out twice tomorrow.  If I had known there were so many calories...I would have opted for something alot better...alot better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today kind of sucked as far as my calories go.  I'll be much more aware tomorrow and MORE on the ball than today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-8382445252854337979?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/8382445252854337979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=8382445252854337979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8382445252854337979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/8382445252854337979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/02/pastawho-knew.html' title='Pasta...who knew?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-7329099205394866163</id><published>2008-02-04T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:04:43.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekends are my downfall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/boutiques/1449/bigstar_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.zappos.com/boutiques/1449/bigstar_main.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/boutiques/1449/bigstar_main.jpg"&gt;So, I've been sooo good (mostly) this past week.  I've been logging in EVERYTHING I've been eating and bit of exercise....and then the weekend comes.  It's like I'm on some sort of vacation where calories just don't exist and I'll eat whatever I want!  NOT SMART!!!  Friday, after my sister and I went to eat at Cafe' Rio...it was all downhill from there.  That night we had a family night and went to eat at Fazolis....I didn't stop after one breadstick...I had 4!!!  There is 100 calories in each breadstick...so I'm pretty sure if I didn't destroy my diet at Cafe' Rio...Fazoli's did me in for sure!  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday started off okay, I made to my Core Central class and then followed it up with Amped Abs.  But then...that night Coby and I had a date and well...I had a burger and fries...with RANCH.  Am I insane!  Ranch!!!!????  Then it was fast Sunday at church, so I didn't get to eat until after 4pm.  So, I ate...and then ate a little more...I was such a grazer at the superbowl party.  What kind of animals graze I ask....COWS...BUFFALOS...WILDABEASTS!!!  That's right, I'm a wildabeast now!  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I've done pretty well today on my calories.  I walked/ran my 2.1 miles this morning.  Had a bran muffin with 1 tsp of butter.  For lunch I had a ham sandwich and a couple bites of chicken noodle soup.  For snack I had another bran muffin with another tsp of butter.   I need to lay off the butter...I kNOW!!!  Then for dinner I made dirty rice which has hamburger.  I made it to the gym at 7 worked out hard and then came home at a couple bits of a bran muffin I made for my dad.  (btw I made 30 day bran muffins that just sit in the fridge and then I pop little in a cup and into the microwave)  Then I had 3 hershey almond kisses and then 2 ritz crackers and a handful of cheezits.    Now that I've just put in everything I've eaten for the day...I'm not so sure that I've done &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hopped on the scale tonight and I'm exactly the same.  137lbs.  So, I'll try harder and we'll see if I can drop 2lbs this week.  I've got to step it up if I'm going to reach my goal of size 4!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-7329099205394866163?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/7329099205394866163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=7329099205394866163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7329099205394866163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/7329099205394866163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekends-are-my-downfall.html' title='weekends are my downfall'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-4476653508331106092</id><published>2008-01-31T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T07:07:46.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results - 1/31/08</title><content type='html'>So far so good, it's 10:40am and I've eaten my bran muffin with a tichy of butter and then had a piece of sugarless gum. Then after I put Jack to bed, I hopped on the treadmill. I pushed it as hard as I possibly could. I walked/ran for 2.1 miles today. I even got up to 6.5 mph. I just kept reminding myself that I'd feel sooo good in my size 4 jeans. I am so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my ham sandwich for lunch, a granola bar, a yogurt, a few cheese-its and a handful...maybe two of some cheetos, then we ate hamburgers with cheese and mixed veggies for dessert.   I ate two hershey kisses with almonds and one chocolate carmel...then made myself leave pop in a piece of gum and hop in the shower.  I don't think I blew it I'm sure I had about 1300 -1350 calories today.  Which, I'm not ashamed of...but know that I could do better.  I need to steer clear of the cheesits and cheetos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did make it to the gym for my aerobics class taught by Andrea.  She is my favorite instructor.  She's totally funny and looks just like Molly Sims.   Tonight she was teaching some sort of dance move and it was hillarious to watch...mostly myself in the mirror.  I am soooo stiff when it comes to dance moves...especially fast ones.  I looked retarted, but I had fun, burned more calories and that's what counts Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-4476653508331106092?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/4476653508331106092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=4476653508331106092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4476653508331106092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4476653508331106092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/01/resu.html' title='Results - 1/31/08'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-2499265438043940270</id><published>2008-01-30T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T17:40:12.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results - 1/30/08</title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty good day, aside from the fact that I feel like crap.  I am coming down with an awful cold.  So, I'm sneezing, blowing my nose...two handed I'll have you know, and wishing I could just crash.  I did however make it to the gym today to do my S.E.T. class.  It was awesome!  I'm glad that I went.  I wanted to get back on the treadmill and complete my 2 miles that I've set a goal to do, but in lei this cold, I think I'll take it a little easy.  I'll still go to the gym tomorrow and do my aerobics class and maybe do my two miles on the treadmill, but we'll have to see.  If worse comes to worse, I'll one or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as eating goes, I think I did a pretty good job.   I think I may have gone over a bit, but only by maybe 200 calories, making that a total of 1400 for the day.  So, not too bad.  Today I had a bran muffin with a tsp of butter 200 calories, for lunch I had a ham sandwich and 17 so that's 430 calories, then for dinner I made chicken cordon bleu with mixed veggies and a tiny baked potato w/ sour cream....then I sort of may have eaten a little more of the sauce/gravy over the chicken...just because.  Without the added gravy I think I should have been around 1100.  I did split my chicken with Corbin...so that may take a few calories away...but probably not many.  With the gravy I'm guessing I probably added about 150 or so calories....oh and I had one hershey kiss with an almond and couple of tastes of Coby's sugar cookie...but that's IT...I SWEAR!!!  So, I think I sound like a little piglet.  I'll try harder tomorrow and for now I'll eat a piece of gum since the kitchen is CLOSED for the night!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-2499265438043940270?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/2499265438043940270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=2499265438043940270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2499265438043940270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/2499265438043940270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/01/results-13008.html' title='Results - 1/30/08'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-3990045435482907228</id><published>2008-01-29T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:01:44.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.applause-tickets.com/images/wicked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.applause-tickets.com/images/wicked.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have a new mini goal to work towards.  For Chirstmas Coby told me he was taking me on a trip to L.A. to see Wicked the last weekend in February.  He told me tonight that we'd have to push it back until the end of March.  Which is just fine for me for two reasons:  one, I can keep nursing Jack will have a little more time to gradually get him to start taking the bottle and two, it gives me the chance to work harder towards losing weight.  I'd like to lose at LEAST 10lbs by the time we go on our trip.  I'd actually like to lose more...but I will start with little goals and hopefully when I reach them, my little successes will motivate me to continue working hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-3990045435482907228?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/3990045435482907228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=3990045435482907228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3990045435482907228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/3990045435482907228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/01/mini-goal.html' title='Mini Goal'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-6577630481116974339</id><published>2008-01-29T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:52:47.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/29/08 - Results</title><content type='html'>So, sort of went over in my calories...but only by about 100...it could have been so much worse.  I have Hershey's chocolate kisses with ALMONDS lurking in my freezer.  At first they were supposed to be a little reward if I didn't go over and needed a little treat at the end of the day...but 2 turned into 9 (the actual serving size) and thus I went over.  I was just watching the Biggest Loser and they were talking about the amount of sugar consumed just from drinking soda...it was crazy.  But then Jillian (my favorite trainer) said that if you want to consume the sugar...pop a piece of sugar free gum in and it will give you that needed sugar fix.  So...now after dinner....I'm going to pop a piece of gum instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on working out...I didn't make it to the gym.   It wasn't because I just didn't want to go.  I had a sad little baby who was so constipated today that his cute little bum actually bled.  It was so sad.  By the time we ate dinner..there was only like 10 minutes to nurse Jack and get him ready for bed before I left.  So, since I did actually do cardio today, I felt like it was okay to miss my class.  I would have really like to have gone though.   Tomorrow morning I am headed off to my S.E.T class at they gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-6577630481116974339?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/6577630481116974339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=6577630481116974339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6577630481116974339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/6577630481116974339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/01/12908-results.html' title='1/29/08 - Results'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-626487781495643530</id><published>2008-01-29T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:12:17.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's start over....shall we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/R5_M3vMyGaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/SDueR2_Bqj8/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/R5_M3vMyGaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/SDueR2_Bqj8/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161068955924830626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recent pic of me holding my Chunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm starting over AGAIN and turning over a new leaf. I'll start logging in what I do activity wise and my daily journal to keep myself accountable. I really want to get down to a size 4 in the next 6 months. I think that's completely doable since I need to lose roughly 25lbs to do so. So, currently I weigh around 137ish lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I started my day off by eating a bran muffin with a little butter. I'll eventually try to cut out the butter entirely, but for now...I feel like I need it. After I put the baby down I got on the treadmill and walked/ran for 2 miles. I'd like to pick up running again, but it may take a while to get to the point where I actually like it again.  I'm planning to go to a spinning class today taught by my favorite instructor Andrea.  For lunch I'm planning to eat a turkey sandwich with a cheese stick with an apple and granola bar for snacks today.  For dinner I think we'll have black bean soup with a titchy of sour cream, salsa, a few tortilla chip strips and a 1/4 cup of cheddar cheese.    I'm hoping to stay on track and eat between 12 - 1400  calories MAX.  So, wish me luck...Size 4 here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-626487781495643530?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/626487781495643530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=626487781495643530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/626487781495643530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/626487781495643530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-start-overshall-we.html' title='let&apos;s start over....shall we?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/R5_M3vMyGaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/SDueR2_Bqj8/s72-c/IMG_0215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2835029298486190912.post-4546136909717106253</id><published>2007-09-17T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T14:45:13.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>So today is the first day of the new Tiff.  I am determined to stay focused and stick to losing this extra weight.  I am currently 142lbs.  I'd like to be somewhere between 110lbs and 115lbs idealy.  I am planning out each day and keeping track of everything I eat...and I mean everything.  I am trying to maintain a diet of 1200 calories and under.  So far so good.  I get to eat just about everything I want....just less.  I plan to exercise 20-30 minutes each day with 3 days of weight training.  I know that my weight loss will be gradual...and that's okay.  I don't want to even try something that promises to drop the pounds immediately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2835029298486190912-4546136909717106253?l=tiffersniffer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/feeds/4546136909717106253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2835029298486190912&amp;postID=4546136909717106253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4546136909717106253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2835029298486190912/posts/default/4546136909717106253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffersniffer.blogspot.com/2007/09/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454947541751468918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq2AkgEoPtU/Sn37_MWhbjI/AAAAAAAABAc/xyh0aKZs2qc/S220/Labor+Day+Bear+Lake+2008313bnw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
