Nonbootyitis

It’s a fact…

I have no booty.

None.

Zip.

Zilch.

No junk in the trunk.

This baby has got no back.

I have diagnosed myself with Nonbootyitis. (yes, this is a medical term. I think…)

I’ve always known I didn’t have one, but didn’t think anyone else really noticed. Then B-Fry confirmed it. We were watching TV, when one of those commercials for those shape up shoes came on. B-Fry looked at me and said, “Hey do you think those work? Maybe I’ll get you some.” I just laughed and asked him if he thought I needed them. His response, “Well, you really don’t have much of a butt.” I of course laughed again and said “Oh, so you don’t like my flat butt?” and he proceeded to try to dig himself out of a hole that he really wasn’t in. But, it was fun to watch him try. 🙂

I’ve mentioned before that B-Fry has a nice butt. In fact it’s nicer than mine and quite frankly I see an issue with this. Now, I’m not going to go take up skating to get a booty like that because I am a klutz and would probably just end up hurting my non existent booty. So, that’s a no go.

I’ve been trying to figure out ways on how to cure my Nonbootyitis and have gotten some ideas…..

I work 3rd shift and watch a lot of TV on the job. There is a new commercial I’ve seen for a product called Booty Pop.

I was all ready to shell out my $19.95 until I thought about how disappointed B-Fry would be when my pants came off and saw these underneath:

Fake Booty

So Booty Pop is a no go.

Then I thought maybe I would get the Reebok Tone-ups.

Will these gimme a booty?

But I don’t have $100+ to spend on them. So scratch that….

At this point I have no idea how I’m going to get a booty like J-Lo or even Kim Kardashian (she’s gotta be sportin the Booty Pop). That is until one day I’m scanning workout videos On Demand and I came across this:

Yep, It's gotta be a Booty Pop

Well, as with most workout videos, I watched it first. And declared that I couldn’t watch Kim Kardashian workout in clothes that only hookers NOBODY would ever workout in. Just can’t do it.

So I did a little more searching On Demand and came across several booty specified workouts. I did a short 10 minute one on Thursday and felt it ALL day yesterday and even into today. Today I rocked out Crunch’s Ass and Abs workout, which was sorta tough. I’m sure I’ll be feeling that later.

A crap ton more of these booty workouts and maybe I’ll just have me some junk in the trunk.

A B-Fry girl can dream right?

What about you? Are you the girl Sir Mix A Lot was rapping about?

I’m A Success Story!

As you all know last Wednesday I had the privilege of speaking at Weight Watchers Success Stories Live. I was quite honored to be asked considering I am nowhere near my goal weight. But I suppose after losing 115lbs, I am some sort of success.

There was me plus 8 others. When I sat down on a stool in front of the room, the lady sitting next to me asked me what my name was. I told her and she said, “Oh, so you’re the 100lb Brooke.” Definitely made me smile knowing that I apparently have a reputation in meetings rather than my own.

We all waited for more people to spill in and the whole thing got started around 6:15pm. There was no formal way of going about things, so we all just introduced ourselves.

This is where I wish I had been more prepared. It seemed like everyone but me had a speech of some sort prepared. Oh well, when it came to be my turn I introduced myself, showed my before picture and the jeans I wore to my firs meeting. I also told everyone how much weight I had lost and why I loved the program. If I had been more prepared, there would have been a blog shout out. Hehe.

There were a lot of interesting stories and I actually caught myself tearing up over one lady’s story. She showed her before picture and said, “The woman in that picture was not happy.” Something I could really relate to. I remember being so miserable on the inside, but faking it all with a smile on the outside. Those days are gone though!

Two ladies had been going to meetings together and had lost a total of 60lbs so far between the two of them. So, they went to a local grocery store and bought 60lbs of fat to bring in. Talk about disgusting!! And to think that I’ve lost just about twice that is just insane. It was great to see a visual though.

After we all gave our stories, it was all kind of an open forum thing. We all talked about things we loved about Weight Watchers, why the program has worked for us, and just were encouraging others to join. I learned that even though we are all different people, our journeys are very much the same. The woman next to me may only had to have lost 30lbs, but that doesn’t mean it was any easier for her.

One of the perks of speaking at the event, we got $15 gift certificates to use on Weight Watchers products. I used mine on Tuesday to buy the Weight Watchers food scale. Let’s just say, I am in LOVE!! I think I will do a review on it for all of you.

Oooo…and now that I have my laptop, I’m going to rock out a recipe review WITH PICTURES this week. So happy to have received this laptop, I have a feeling it’s going to mean amazing things for this blog! Yay!

Oh, and there were pictures taken of me at he event, but all of them are HORRIBLE! This is why I’m the photographer in the family and not my mom. I won’t be sharing them. Sorry, I’m not sorry.

The Piggy Back Ride

If you’ve ever been overweight, you know that piggy back rides are never an option as a form of transportation. You’re too heavy and who the heck would be able to carry you.

Well piggy back rides are something that haven’t happened since I was a child. Probably 20 years…at least.

Until last night that is….

B-Fry and I were at his apartment packing things up. We had had a few drinks and decided to hit the hay. Well he decided to pick me up and carry me to the bedroom.

It was going fine until I started giggling uncontrollably and he dropped me on the ground. (No worries, I’m fine) He then decided he was going to give me a piggy back ride.

I wasn’t too comfortable with the idea at all. I still have that fear that I’m too fat for someone to carry me. So, I broke down in tears. Bawling practically.

Well he gives me a hug and tells me we’re going to get me over this fear. That it’s something that needs to be done and he’s going to t it.

Finally after 10mins of coaxing, he gets me to get on his back. And carries me to the bedroom where I bash my knee on the door frame. Yes there was blood. Lol.

I’m quite proud of myself for going for that piggy back ride. For getting over the fear that I’m ‘too heavy’ for some guy to carry me.

I’m glad that B-Fry saw my fear and helped me conquer it. He rocked in convincing me.

And that is why I love him.