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A Few Reminders…

Quote day… mostly because I’m tired… but also because I needed these reminders and maybe some of you need them as well.  If you don’t, go back to bed… napping makes the world go round!

This first one was sent to me by my pal, Lissa aka Avster… thank you for the reminder, Avy Sue!

VERY important to remember… even if it feels like it’s been tied to me my whole life… it’s not everything about me!

This other one was sent to me by Madre… most likely from one of her Pinterest perusings!  Thank you, Madre!

No regrets, friends… Onward and upward!



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Nothing More Inspirational Than This…

I ran out of time… I have to get up in 4 minutes to hightail it to Rexburg for a cuzzin’s wedding, so this here video is probably one of the most inspirational/motivational things you’ll see in a long time.  Mark my words!  Her name is NieNie… or Stephanie Nielsen the long route… and if she can get up every morning and go about her daily life, living with the attitude she has, heck if any of the rest of us can’t!

Thank you for the perspective, NieNie!  Happy weekend, party goers!  Do something crazy this weekend for me, like wearing mismatching socks or eating lunch before breakfast!  CA-RAZY!!


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Operation: Motivation – Size 14 to 4 and a Duathalon… Deanna’s Story

Note:  Deanna is a sweet pal on MFP.  She is a rockstar in that she hasn’t let some pesky setbacks and knee problems stop her from conquering her goals!  Totally inspiring to me.  Thanks, Deanna.  I needed to read this right now… gives me a nice square kick in the patootie! 


My story is success story may not seem as grand as most, but for me it was more than just weight loss. I didn’t have a ton of weight to lose, but I think that where I started was similar to many others out there. After the birth of my son, I looked in the mirror and realized that I wasn’t happy with my body and was sick of making excuses for myself.

Years ago, I was the thin girl that could eat almost anything and never gain an ounce. Then again, I was very active too. In my early-twenties, I stopped taking care of myself the way that I once had. I let a very angry man get inside my head and fill it with lies about how I was worthless and ugly. I lived those lies for years to come. He physically hurt me regularly and it took time, but I finally had the courage to leave. I thought I had moved on, but inside it was still affecting my ability to love myself. This toxic relationship left me with emotional and physical wounds which would prove to be difficult to heal from. I left this relationship in 2000, but after many unexplained falls found that it actually left me with a pretty ugly knee injury. I had an ACL replaced (not repaired) and meniscus repaired/removed in 2005. For the first 3 months, I was in bed if I wasn’t at physical therapy. It was depressing and very painful. I gained a lot of weight during this time. In all, it took over 6 months to get full range back in my knee and to this day I experience pain on occasion.

Years down the road, I have found happiness with my husband and in 2007 we welcomed our son Noah into our lives. As most new mothers, I had expected to have extra weight. What I didn’t expect was to hang on to every extra ounce of the nearly 50 pounds I had gained during my pregnancy. In 2008, I had lost about 20 pounds by dieting alone. The next 2 years were a constant attempt at dieting, but it was always a yo-yo. At this point, I have not resumed exercise since my knee surgery.

On June 1st 2010, I decided that today was my day. I would not make excuses and I was going to regain control of my weight and my self-esteem. I weighed 158 pounds at this time. I began exercising right away, along with a healthy diet. Within 2 months, I was at the orthopedic specialist due to knee problems. Due to the lack of activity, I would have to start off slowly and rebuild my muscles in my legs that support my knees. I began strength training 3 times per week immediately. By January 1st 2011, I had weighed in at my lowest weight since high school. I weighed 130 pounds. I have never felt better! I had gone from a size 14 to a size 4.

In February, I began to train for a 5K. It was very difficult for me to run, but for me this wasn’t about the exercise. This was to prove a point. In May, I competed in my first 5K finishing in 29 minutes and 24 seconds. I then continued to train all summer and in September competed in the Iron Girl duathalon. I finished this 2 mile run-22 mile bike ride-2 mile run in 2 hours and 15 minutes. This was nearly 30 minutes faster than my training pace.

I look back on what I’ve been through in the last 12 years and I wouldn’t change a thing. Today, I am stronger because of it. Physically, emotionally, and mentally. Sure, weight loss for me was the goal but in the end I gained so much more. I have proven to myself that the only person that can hold me back from my dreams is me. I let this man hold me back for years, even once I had the courage to leave. The ability to run after the injury he inflicted on me was symbolic to me in so many ways.

Whitney’s Note:  She rocks, right!?  Hit up the comments to give her a high five or 12! 

Deanna Before...

Deanna After...






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Operation: Motivation – Julie’s Story…

*** Yay for the next inspiring person on my list of majorly inspiring people!  Julie’s story is today.  She has come so far in her journey and is totally an inspiration for me.  She’s doing all sorts of active and impressive things these days.  The following is in her words!  Thank you, Julie!


Trusting people has been an issue for me since around the 4th grade. It was around that time I came to believe that people were hurtful and not to be trusted.  This feeling was reinforced in the 12 years to come, and I began to retreat.   Poor habits became a way of life.   Food seemed to comfort me while eating, and torment me soon after.  Food became like a pacifier to a baby. I used it to cheer up, calm my nerves, make me tired enough to sleep, or simply just refocus.   And so, began my struggle with weight.

Years past, my weight crept higher.  I tried to convince myself and my friends that I was not bothered by my weight.  Sometimes I wasn’t, but I often felt vulnerable.  My best friend was getting married and I was going to be the maid of honor.   Unfortunately, the bridesmaid dresses didn’t come in “plus” size according to the boutique attendant.  Of course she made the announcement in front of all the other bridesmaids, the bride and two other women in the store.  My friend had that particular dress picked out months ago, so I ended up wearing a different dress than the other girls.  Mine was navy cotton with a peplum jacket, purchased off the rack, in the Plus Size section, at Belk’s.  The other bridesmaids’ dresses were  sleeveless, in a burgundy wine satin.  I convinced myself that at least I could get another wear or two out of mine.  I didn’t, too many humiliating feelings attached to that dress.  Eventually, it was too small.

Because the world seemed full of hurtful people, I found I preferred being around children and animals.  I worked in childcare and started fostering animals at home. My time was filled with responsibilities as a mother, wife, employee, and other volunteer activities I could squeeze in. Staying super busy helping others, kept me from focusing on myself.

After many failed attempts at various diets…  I just kept getting bigger in the long run.  In 2006, I heard about the Lap-Band.  I took out  $20K loan.  I lost 25 pounds on a liquid diet before surgery and another 10lbs in the two weeks after.  When I introduced solid foods, I experienced terrible, unrelenting chest pain, and the sweats, until either enough time passed, or I’d finally regurgitate the food.  I was supposed to feel full, not sick as a dog, right?   After several unsuccessful “adjustments”, it was clear, I gave up on it.  The weight I had lost, started creeping back on.

Just a year ago I found out that diabetes was in my family, so my chances of getting it just went up dramatically.  I knew the ramifications.  I tossed and turned that night and finally decided to search the internet for success stories of people having lost 100+ lbs and then find the ones who have kept it off and find out how.  I was done with “diets” and decided to learn how and how much to eat of real food, that I liked.  I taped Dr. Oz, The Doctors, Extreme Weightloss, Biggest Loser, Addicted to Food, anything I could and fast forwarded to info on weight loss.  Then, BONUS, I found MFP!  I had an outlet to share thoughts with others in the same boat!  I started counting calories, then added exercising, and slowly, but surely… pound by pound… the weight came off.  I started and finished Jillian Michaels 30-Day Shred, and read her book Making the Cut”.  I became more confident and started doing more activities with the kids.  Before long, I was canoeing, mountain biking, kayaking and even paddle boarding! Finally, I fit comfortably into life jackets, roller coaster seats, plane seats (with the tray down!), restaurant booths, movie seats, all the things that used to cause me stress.

A friend suggested I sign up for an event, so that working out would be more like training, and help with motivation.  I signed up for a Sprint Triathlon. I went to the library for training books, started and finished the C25K program, swam, biked, ran.  I finished that race, and ended up coming in 8th place in my division, of about 70 women.   I am now training for a 60-mile charity bike ride.

It’s not been “easy”, but it has been doable.  I’ve had to convince myself I can handle stress, conflict, any problem head on, without needing to escape.  I’ve refocused on how and where I spend my time.  Time is much more valuable than I had realized.  I’ve learned to drop my guard and let people know my weaknesses.  I was amazed at how many people took time to help me along the way.  Indeed, I asked for help, but they were willing!  The C25K was completed with a friend who had also never run before, and we ended up taking Yoga together too.  An avid biker and I just rode over 30 miles this morning.   Another friend helped me with “core” exercises like twisting crunches, v-sits, glut push-ups and planks.  I had no idea so many people were willing and wanting to help.  I found that MFP helps me by refocusing and refueling my desire and motivation.  I’ve learned a lot, changed my appearance and outlook on life dramatically.  Life is good, and the best lesson I’ve learned is that “most” people really are trustworthy.

Julie Before:

Julie After:

*** Whitney’s Note:  Amazing, right?  Isn’t she a beautiful woman?  Now, who wants to go for a bike ride!?  Let her know what you think in the comments!  Thanks again, Julie!  😀


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Redundancy Is My Middle Name….

As soon as I popped out of the birth canal (weren’t that a purty picture I done painted), they took one look at me and were all like, Whitney Redundancy… that shall be her name!  It may be redundant, but I totes hope one of my cuzzins who are birthing babies passes that name on down through the generations.  It served me well.  Geez… back to blogging for 3 seconds and I’m already yammering about nothing.

While this blog of mine will ALWAYS be for the benefit of myself, first and foremost (because really… who’s more important than Redundy… <<– nickname… kind of like Crocodile Dundee but with less teeth and less kacky)… and you nice people who can follow my ramblings for more than one sentence are just the visitors to my form of therapy, I still find my blogging gets redundant.  There’s really no way to get around being redundant when one is losing weight… you count calories, exercise, fall off the wagon, chase the wagon down, rope the jackass to the side of the road, get a flat tire, fix said tire, run over a possum, eat your weight in roadkill sandwiches, put new hay on the wagon, birth a new donkey, etc.  Wash, rinse, and repeat.  Come to think of it, life is mostly redundant… with a few surprises thrown in here and there.  History repeats itself… and the same topics are discussed into the ground, time and time again.  My favorite happens to be Fabio:  Where is He Now and Does He Still Have Hair!?

One thing that never gets redundant (for me, at least) is the motivation and inspiration I get from reading/hearing about other people’s successes.  There’s just something powerful about a human being working their receptacle off to overcome something or accomplish something that they never thought they would.  So, this idear pops into my hat holder… and, again, this is mostly for Redundy’s benefit… why don’t I feature one of your successes/victories once a week or once every 2 weeks or once every 3 months (depending on the amount of volunteers I get… coughcough… may be once a millenium).  Success/victory does not have to have a thing to do with weight loss (but I definitely do want all my pals who have lost weight to share their amazeball stories).  It could be how you ran a 5K or went out on a limb and got that job you always wanted or overcame an illness/disease or quit smoking/drinking or came out on the other side after a divorce… etc., etc., etc.  It could be a small thing or a big thing… just something that you considered a success.

Disclaimer:  It does not need to be a novel of epic proportions and you also don’t have to be a professional writer… hello… I mostly talk about flying space aliens and use words like ain’t and crimeny… Just a paragraph or two is fine and dandy… and if you aren’t comfortable with sitting down and writing something, I can provide you with a few questions to answer.  You can be anonymous or I can plaster your picture on the front page with a QUEEN/KING FOR THE DAY in big red flashing letters (okay, not really because that would require computer knowledge, of which I do NOT own).

Help a girl battle blogging redundancy and motivate/inspire the masses (but mostly Redundee) at the same time… your mother would be proud of you!

Question of the Day:  Do I have any volunteers?  I will hunt you weight loser pals down… might as well volunteer! 

It was such a gloomy gus grey day today!  I felt like holing up and watching Jem and the Holograms reruns… she’s truly, truly outrageous, you know!


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