One week ago

This time last Saturday,  your friendly neighborhood Sherrie walked her first 5K.

The original plan was to walk/run, but the joints were not having it.

I arrived late and started after everyone was gone.  Adele was singing her heart out in my ears and I was near tears myself.   But I kept going.  Besides, Charleston needed to see me repping for #TeamVegan.  I had someone ask about my shirt and plant-based living, which is what I’d hoped.


And this band was my mantra.  I was there to compete with the Sherrie from a few months ago.  The Sherrie who wouldn’t have pushed the crowd out of her head and just walked.


But I did it!  Black Girls Run Charleston,  Vegan Bodybuilding and Fitness community, Official Team Green, Vegan N3rd Squad,  and my Facebook fitness families and running clubs, thank you.  To my family,  thanks.   To Sherrie from a few months ago,  see what you did?  We’ve got this!


On to the next one!



Progress, baby!

My progress may not me the same as yours, and that’s okay.  Progress is the goal.  Consistency is key.

I am sore and hate every second of it, but am walking on air!  Another three pounds, gone!  Another few inches, gone!  While my official measurement day is a week away, I decided to take a peek.  After this past few days of pain, I needed something to make me feel like the work is paying off.  It’s paying, baby! 

Clean eating + working as hard as I can = progress.  My progress may not me the same as yours, and that’s okay.  Progress is the goal.  Consistency is key.   It took me a long, long time to learn that.  It finally clicked and things are moving in the right direction.

I will get through this.  I will continue to work within safe parameters while working hard.  I will continue to get stronger.  I will continue down this path.

Here’s to finding the path that is yours.  And finding success on it.

Until next time, peace.  

Starting over, breaking habits, feeling good and bad

Warning – little sleep, pain meds, and a wandering mind are responsible for the oddly flowing post. It makes sense, but isn’t as pretty to look at as I’d like.

It’s been a while. Too long, really.

I’ve been journaling haphazardly offline and not feeling up to sharing online. Why? Because I’d lost control. Earlier today I lost control for a bit but was able to stop myself.

Strangely enough I’m eating mostly healthy food when I lose control. My tastes have changed I suppose. Sugar is still my number one craving, but until a few days ago I had those cravings under control.

I’m not counting points as much as I’m watching portions. I’m getting whole grains, fruit, and vegetables more than anything else. I am truly digging my morning oatmeal with a little ground flax and maple syrup. Fruit is working really well as a snack. And big ol‘ salads are the norm now. I still get my junk in, but nowhere near as much. Ad I keep my handy dandy mug-o-water nearby and drain it at least twice a day..

The South Beach 100 calorie pack of dark chocolate covered soynuts is divine. Too bad hubby likes them an have finished them off. Grrr. He supposedly hated dark chocolate.

I’ve lost 8 pounds this past 3 weeks. It looks like it might be 8 pounds for the month. No complaints.

As for exercise, I’m having to slow down again. My knees this time. Arthritis at 39 sucks! My right side is beginning to stiffen up, so Sherrie will be more balanced in stiffness. I’m not whining s much as bitching. Not a ‘poor me’ attitude,more of an ‘oh crap.’ I’m still smiling, though. Before this latest flareup I had worked up to 3 miles a day 5 mornings a week. I’ve always had a fairly quick pace, so I’m getting my sweat on early. I was, anyway.

But, no matter how down I get, I remember that there is a healthier Sherrie inside me. She’s not hiding as much as she used to. We should all let our inner goddess out more often.

Tini, thanks for inspiring me to get back on here. Much appreciated my friend!