Friday Five

Hello, hello! Since I’ve been Christmas shopping, Christmas Party-ing, and wrapping up all kinds of side projects, the poor little Double Chin Diary has had a bit of an unintentional Christmas break. However, life happens and that’s totally cool. It’s all about #wycwyc. If you see me using #WYCWYC on instagram posts, here’s what it means:

  1. to do what you can when you can.
  2. to acknowledge that by doing the best you can when you can, it is enough.

In the spirit of #wycwyc (founded by two amazing FitBloggin ladies, Roni and Carla), my post for today is short n’ sweet, bullet list style. That’s all I got! 🙂

1) I’ve been soooo busy getting ready for Christmas, BUT, I refuse to drive like a nut! Have you guys noticed that in the holiday weeks, people are so grouchy, and in particular, driving like crazy people?! Be careful out there. Saving a minute on the road is not worth losing your life or endangering others. Ok, my preachy PSA is over.

2) I’m looking forward to going back to a lower-carb routine in a few days. I’ve been indulging here and there on sugary things, and while the temporary “yum!” satisfaction is nice, I feel all tired and sluggish after. It will be good to get back to eatin’ lean and mean. Check out this amazing spread that my friend Shelley made this year. HOLY YUM, right? I can’t blame her for any of my calorie overloading (I wish!) but this picture was too epic to not share. (Also – shameless plug – she makes ADORABLE cat-nip toys for kitties. Her shop is on a brief vacation, but we’re gonna do a giveaway in the new year!)

Shelley's Winter Wonderland

Shelley’s Winter Wonderland

3) You should watch this video “10 Honest Thoughts on Being Loved by a Skinny Boy“. Some powerful words, indeed.

4) I’ve now added Fish Oil in to my daily supplements, and I can happily report back that I have had NO FISH BURPS! Remember my strange fear of this awhile back? The trick seems to be spending a little more on a high quality omega-3 supp. I’m using Nordic Naturals Omega-3 Formula, 180-Count. (If you click this link and buy it, I might make like .2c. Full disclosure!)

5) For a Christmas gift for myself, I’m going to get myself the FitBit Force. I almost got a Flex, but the Force has a display on the front that will let me see steps walked, calories burned, and my sleep directly on the bracelet, without having to check my phone. Because as much as I love my phone, sometimes I want to “accidentally” forget it somewhere remote for a couple of days. Once I receive it, you’ll get the full scoop. I’m hoping this will motivate me to keep it up, activity wise, on the day to day. (Pssst. New year’s resolution? GET UP FROM MY DESK DURING WORK and WALK! Sitting is the new smoking!)


Are you guys getting yourself a Christmas gift? What is it?!

Weekend Wrap Up!

Toffee at rocket fizz

Hey everybody! I had so much fun this weekend, despite the 102 degree heat in my hometown…  Friday night, Matt and I had dinner at our favorite local Indian food place, Clay Oven. I ordered Matar Paneer in honor of my paneer-flop from the night before. It was deeeeelicious! After dinner, we went next door to Rocket Fizz, a soda and candy shop! We sampled a couple different types of toffee and I tried a low-cal rootbeer, sweetened with honey. It was only 30 calories and so refreshing to try a soda made with natural ingredients as opposed to buckets of aspartame, nutrisweet, sucralose, etc.

Pre-lobster snoozing on the sand

On Saturday, I went to water aerobics with my buddy Virginia and did some aqua-cardio for an hour. The fun in the sun didn’t stop, because Matt and I headed out to Zuma beach in Malibu where he boogie-boarded in the waves while I read and accidentally fell asleep on the sand. Note to self, and helpful hint for everyone else: If there is even a SLIGHT possibility that you will fall asleep on the beach, RE-APPLY SUNSCREEN. I am stupidly suffering from my mistake and cringing every time the crease of skin behind my knee cap moves, which is often. My legs seriously look like I’m wearing red tights, and the best part is how white my bum is in comparison. My lower half looks like a peppermint. No, it’s not sexy. Who says wisdom comes with age?

After the beach we went and saw Beasts of the Southern Wild, which is a very interesting film. Slightly depressing, but really interesting to see and learn about the people of Louisiana who live in the impoverished “bathtub” and choose to live free from modern civilization. It was a phenomenal acting job by the 5-year-old who played “Hushpuppy”, but it’s not a movie I’d pick again for a feel-good Saturday night flick.

Shelley and I rock the golden togas

Today, we went to a Golden Christmas in July party! My sweet friend Merrie hosted with her friends Brian and Erin at their gorgeous house in Thousand Oaks. The party was catered with amazing turkey, ham, roast potatoes and cheeses, and I kept well hydrated on the free flowing lemonade and iced tea. Because my friend Shelley is a creative genius, she came up with these gold togas and hair flowers for the party. Aren’t we cute? She’ll be selling homemade toffee soon… it’s out of this world, you can bet I’m going to link it as soon as her site is up!

Sweet, sweet watery relief.


One of the highlights of the party, besides the wonderful people and amazing food, was the crystal clear pool. I waded in and it felt like a chorus of angels singing sweet cooling relief to my sun-chapped calves. Don’t I look ecstatic? At this point Shelley and I had changed out of our stylish gold togas, because while as glittery and beautiful as they were, we quickly learned that Lamé does not breathe. It was a fabulous party, and after several hours I had to peel myself away from the cheese tray and head back to the ‘burbs to work on my thesis.

This weekend was jam packed with fun times, and while I had some food challenges (cheese tray, popcorn, birthday cake), I didn’t majorly overdo it and managed to squeeze in some exercise. I’ll be posting a weight-in post soon, but if you’ve been following the My Fitness Pal counter on the side of the blog, I’m down about 7 pounds when the scale is accurate kind to me. The past week has been a little wacky and I’ve been yo-yoing a  bit, but I think that’s more due to some salty choices and weird heat than actual weight gain, because my jeans are feeling loose. (I LOVE that feeling. Such a good feeling.)

Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you have a wonderful week! I start my new job tomorrow, so send me some happy first day vibes, please! 🙂 What did you do this weekend that was fun?




Israeli Fighting Kicks My Arse

Have I mentioned my friend Merrie on here? Merrie is an amazing designer I work with who I work out with. She’s been a great inspiration to me as she works on her own fitness and health, and we (try to) work out a few times a week. As I get to know Merrie better I realize she’s what I call an “Adventurine”. How so, you ask? Well, Merrie likes to try new things. And when a Groupon popped up for four “Krav Maga“, or “Israeli Fighting Classes”, she was all over it. You could tell my other two co-workers and I were on the fence about it, but Merrie’s enthusiasm is contagious… and how bad could it be, right?

Hanging Punching Bags for Swift Agression Relief

I’m happy to say it was an arse-kicking and challenging workout, albeit one that totally took me out of my comfort zone in the best possible way. We arrived to the Thai style boxing studio and met our nice instructor, Brian. We filled out some forms (The line for weight? Yeah, mine said “2-much 😉 “) and then got ready to warm-up, with one other bad-ass looking girl and three dudes. First… we had to run in circles around the gym to warm up. RUN?! I haven’t run since 12th grade. (That’s a lie but for comedic effort just pretend it’s true). Fat girls don’t run. They bounce, and hope that a unicorn falls out of the sky to get them out of it. Thankfully, I was with my co-worker/friends (Merrie, Shelley and Susan), so I was a little less self-concious about being a slowpoke, since we’re all buddies.

"Million Dollar Baby" before she got her ass kicked.

After the running, we had to do sit ups… and push ups. The worst part was we had to be partnered with people… And we had to intertwine our legs and arms during the sit ups. So here I am, arms linked with a nice, 6’11 fellow, praying I don’t crack one off as I STRAAAAAAIN to hoist my upper body into some semblance of a “sit up”.  The warm-up was actually the worst part physically for me, just because I’m still a butterball and am not quite in “shape” yet. (AND, I know this is no excuse, but after my vacation and terrible chest cold, I hadn’t been to the gym in two weeks. So much for easing myself back into the routine…)

Sweat-drenched Alyssa and Ass-Kicking Instructor Brian

The actual fighting part was a lot of fun, and very informative. Our teacher Brian was endlessly patient with my obnoxious questions and groans of pain, and I can solidly say that dude can kick some major ass. The biggest challenge I had was to pay attention to my footwork and stance as it was a little bit different than what I’m used to in my kickboxing class. We have three more classes left, and I’m excited to see how it goes. It was really nice to step out of my comfort zone and try something new. When you have a weight problem, it can be intimidating to try something new that’s athletically or physically challenging. This was a great work-out with the added benefit of learning the art of self-defense.

When was the last time you got out of your comfort zone?