Body Back Blog

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And Then There Was One...

15 weeks down, one to go. I cannot believe this is my last week of Body Back. What a phenomenal four months this has been.


  1. Carly (her instructor/coach)! She is the best. Kick-ass workout after kick-ass workout, She encourages us and believes in us. We texted a bunch throughout each session. She helped keep me on track by motivating me to make better decisions when it came to food. She also checked in on me and showed she is really invested in my progress. Being held accountable is one of the best things about Body Back.

  2. The women! This program is made up of fabulous women. Working moms, stay at home moms, moms of babies, moms of young children, moms of teenagers! We've shared tidbits from our lives. We have laughed together and cried together. During the last class, we were doing burpees (at least I think we were doing burpees). I was not feeling it, but I looked over and saw Leslie busting them out, and it gave me the extra push I needed to get through it. Without sounding too sappy, this group of...

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I feel like a completely different person this week. Since the Monday after Easter, I have been eating very well. The only thing I really have to work on is not allowing myself to eat both a Larabar and an RxBar in the same day (this is Carly’s suggestion - one I knew was coming after sending her my food journal from last week). These are those “healthy” bars made with only a few ingredients. And they are delicious! The problem is that I kind of treat them like healthy candy bars and indulge a little more than I should. Ok, so something I’m working on. I’m happy to report that this week, I have only had one bar each day.

After my food binge blow-up Easter weekend, I really could have gone downhill with my efforts to lose weight and get healthy. I could have begun to berate myself (as I’ve done in the past), and gone back to my typical day of wake up, eat a healthy breakfast and mid-morning snack, somewhat healthy lunch, somewhat healthy snack, snack on girls food, snack on something unhealthy while waiting to eat dinner, dinner, massive dessert, or actually just a...


Here it is...the perfect storm to sabotage my efforts - low back pain, bachelorette party in Nashville, Easter Sunday, Maggie’s leg twist/sprain, sleepless nights. All of this happened in the past week. A recipe for disaster. Some of it handled very well, some of it, not so much.

Early last week my back started hurting. This happens every so often and I think it is due to the extreme inflexibility of my hamstrings and hip flexors. Whatever the cause, it hurt enough for me to not be able to workout for a few days. At this point, the perfect storm to self-sabotage my healthy lifestyle efforts was brewing.

I had known about my soon to be sister-in-law’s bachelorette party for months. And for the past 14 weeks of Body Back, I have been thinking about how I would handle this weekend. Like most bachelorette parties, I knew we would be drinking a ton and probably eating like crap. I don’t drink a ton, really not much at all, so dealing with the unhealthy eating that typically comes along with drinking is not something I’ve had to worry much about. I was all ready to make...

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Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love warm weather. I am always excited for the warm spring air to flow through my house. This past weekend I was SO happy to turn off the heat, crack the windows, and put the screen doors in. Plus, everyone is in a much better mood. There really isn’t anything bad to say about springtime, except…the packing away of winter clothes. The safety net of layers is something I usually miss dearly until the following November.

I’ve struggled with body issues for as long as I can remember, so I dread the spring and summer because of the clothing options. And because my body has not been at its best for quite some time, all the clothes I have seem to feel a little tighter and shorter each year. Yes, I could go buy new every year, but I don’t. Because every year I tell myself, “don’t worry, keep those. I’ll lose the weight to fit into that top.” 9 times out of 10 that doesn’t happen. I am always critiquing my belly, my arms, my thighs. Shorts are normally uncomfortable because my thighs force the fabric to rub together and then kind of wedge up,...

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One of the toughest food battles for me is the unconscious bite. My girls eat in their high chairs 4-5 times per day. And because they are toddlers, their menu is pretty similar day to day. Along with the fruit, veggies (most of which come from those pouches), and cheese sticks, I find myself making PB&J, grilled cheese, hummus on pita bread, and chicken nuggets all the time! Throw in a few cereal bars and crackers and there is their diet. God, I hope this doesn’t make me sound like a lazy mom! Anyways, I am constantly taking bites of their food. Most of the time I don’t even think about it until after I’ve eaten it. And it’s not always just a bite. Sometimes it is the entire crust of the PB&J or grilled cheese. All 4 sides! Again, I don’t even think about until after I’ve finished. At the end of the day, I could easily put down an entire meal worth of unconscious bites. A horrible habit that is very tough to break!

Here is where Carly and Body Back come in to the rescue! After sending my journal to Carly last Friday, she responded with a challenge for this week:...

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I stepped on the scale during the beginning of class this past Saturday and was elated! The number had gone down...finally! I know weight is just a number, but to be honest, it does matter to me. It certainly is not the only indicator of my hard work. I am aware that there are much more important things to consider when evaluating my success. But still, it is a concrete way of telling my hard work is paying off.

Carly put us through another insanely tough workout, and I leave on Saturday feeling great. I call my mom immediately when I get into my car to let her know how pumped I am. Then I get home and tell my husband. He is so excited for me. Then I look at my journal and give myself another pat on the back. I know I’ve put in the work.

After all of this, I don’t write another thing down in that journal ALL weekend long. What the hell? Why do I do this to myself?? It’s as if the weekend becomes a free for all. I have to figure out a new way to celebrate my success other than eating foods that I know are not good for me! We went out to celebrate my mother-in-laws...

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I wish I could say the first week of Body Back: Session 2 was perfect. Workout-wise, yes, I did well. Food-wise, no, I did not. There were three days last week where I just blew it. On Wednesday, I was at my parents house discussing an upcoming bridal shower for my brother’s fiance. My sister-in-law brought Nothing Bundt Cakes for us to sample. I absolutely LOVE those cakes. At one point during the first few weeks we had the girls home, I had NINE of them in my fridge. And I didn’t blink an eye polishing off each one. Probably over the course of 2-3 days (not kidding). It had been months since I had one. I should have put a piece of gum in, but instead, I decided to take a little taste. I really thought I could have one bite and stop. Not even close. I continued to take “bites” which added up to an entire cake. So that was Wednesday. Moving on to the weekend. We hosted a birthday party for my mother-in-law on Saturday. I always have a tough time at parties. It is hard for me to stay away from the appetizers and then the desserts. And I indulged in both this weekend. In the...

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Tomorrow is the start of Body Back Session 2, and I am so excited! Here is a little recap of my Session 1 experience…

I decided to join Body Back because I desperately needed a jump start. Since giving birth to my twin girls in November 2015, my eating had been absolutely horrible and my workouts, well, were just eh. Food wise, every single day was the same. Typically I would eat a healthy breakfast and mid morning snack. Rest of the morning/afternoon would go fine (unless it was a day I junked out early, in which case I would just throw in the towel and eat crappy the entire day). And then dinner time would hit. Most of the time nothing was planned. So my husband and I would have the merry-go-round “what do you feel like” “I don’t care, what do you want” “I don’t care, you pick”...and inevitably a frozen pizza would be thrown in or one of us would run out to pick up fast food or my healthy fast food, Chipotle. I sometimes feel like I would just eat dinner, so I could get to dessert. EVERY SINGLE NIGHT, I would have dessert. And not just one cookie, or one bite of...

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