To here or to www.MizFitOnline.com which ever way you’d prefer to click.

a HUGE thank you shout out MizFit lovextravaganza goes out to this woman for helping me move my chickenbus.

I’ll see you there.

I HEART my morning coffee.

Beyond.

The Toddler Tornado awakens EARLY so I try & get up even earlier to I jolt my brain into action before the PeePeePotty-summoning commences.

Id gotten to the point where I so JAMPACKED the filter with grounds that I’d quickhurry dump it before Renaissance Man could see sheerly out of embarrassment (first sign of a problem, huh? still wasnt my rock bottom).

What was my rock bottom (thanks for asking!)?

The fact that my morning java had grown so strong not only couldnt I finish it—it gave me the dreaded But I Need You To Wake Me Up You Cant Start Giving Me A STOMACHACHE-itis.

As a result, I started over & now kick off my morning with the weakest coffee known to (wo)mankind. This guy? He says you need no coffee at all.

Im a skeptic, but MizFit is all about the do as I say not as I do.

Speaking of *dont do* as she now says she did: this one disappointed me.

Back in the (graduate school) day I worked in retail. The fantabulous Ms. Moore blew in one afternoon all SORTS of pretty, polished and practically perfect in every way. *sigh*

She was, to boot, completely lovely and kind.

A woman’s woman in that she looked fit & fab but not emaciated-chic.

Who knew she was most likely standing there starving as my retail associates & I chatted with her and snarfed fig newtons behind the register.

sad and oddly disappointing to me.

You?

I leave you, however, on a lighter BRIGHTER freebie note!

My plan is to have friday freebies as often as I can secure *fun* treats & Im kicking off with one of my favorites.

Hot Mama Ink.

Charitable? Woman owned? Canines? Tattoos? Seriously, People, what’s NOT to love?

I adore them (as evidenced by my tank top in my Monday Facetime extravaganza and the fact that, since I profit not from these, I was sorely tempted to KEEP this giveaway).

They’ve been generous enough to donate a not yet released/hot off the proverbial presses long sleeved tee to this week’s freebie winner.

(it’s so new that all I know about it is that it bears their fierce love outline)

How do you win you ask? (I know. Cut to the chase.)

Leave a comment telling me what the SILLIEST thing is/stunt you pulled in the name of weight loss.

I am going to pull names from a hat but still appreciate the laughter amidst my “really, Julianne? you bought into all that?!” disappointment.

Have a great weekend!

It isnt that I cant cook (because really, there’s nothing I loathe more than a woman who pulls the “oooh, Id burn water if I tried to boil it” chickenbus.) it’s just that for the most part I choose to eat my foods as close to their original state as I can.

I really like to eat clean (some might call it plain) and find that I feel far better and more energetic when I do.

A few years ago this clean eating mightcould have been about vanity (who can even recall)—but now? It’s all about keeping my tank filled with high-octane ANYTHING that will allow me to run around with my daughter around 12 hours a day.

But I digress (whine? tomato. tomaaahto.) as the entire reason for this post is to bestow upon you one of my recipe favorites.

Sure it’s good for you.

SURE it’s a fantiztastic way to start your day (hint hint to those of you out there STILL skipping breakfast).

But despite all that it really is good.

MizFit’s Mishmashed Almost ‘Cakes

1 cup egg substitute.

1/4 cup cottage cheese

1/3 cup protein powder. ANY BRAND. Read the label. You can use FLAVORED but just remember we want LOW SUGAR.

1/4 Fiber One (original)

1/4 cup dry oatmeal

1/4 cup Sugar free syrup

Blend the above Chickenbus in a blender and VOILA.

Now, if youre me, you shall find that each time you make these the batter turns out a different consistency (what’s THAT about?).

Sometimes it’s a bit too thin and Ill add flax seeds to thicken (flax? an upcoming entry in & of itself) or too thick and I’ll dump in more egg substitute (pure protein, People!) or syrup (pure heaven, People!).

Play around with it.

You might prefer to add some honey or frozen/fresh fruit to sweeten and you COULD lessen the fiber & use 1/2 cup dry oats and skip the Fiber One.

After the concoction is complete you simply make pancakes as you would with any other (odd high protein) batter.

Me? I like to use a waffle iron every now & again for some texturizing variety.

Go forth and find your blenders—–I’ll wait.

Give em a try and let me know how they turn out.

Feel free to comment below or, as always, email me at MizFit08@yahoo.com

MizFit,
I’m 54, overweight and out of shape. Once thin and buff, serious back problems and peri-menopause has given me a”blob” like shape.

My cholesterol spiked and I’m now taking medication. My blood sugar is high normal – our family is genetically predispositioned to diabetes – both types.

After raising three sons, we adopted a baby from Guatemala. Do the math – I’ll be parenting well into my senior years.

Sure, I keep up with her and work a few hours a day. My friends are impressed.

I am not because my body is aging; I feel it happening.

I whined to a you already and you told me to get on our treadmill for five minutes a day to start.

I bucked – I detest walking and getting no where.

I begged my hubby to let me walk our three dogs in the evening while he watched our daughter.

He agreed & I know he wants my thin buff body back although he never says a thing – he values his life.

Now, each night in the cold I take a brisk twenty minute walk. My dogs are in heaven. When I return home with cold rosy cheeks I feel fabulous and have even slowed down on the “night snacking.”

I’m at the place where anything you suggest I will try to do. I’m desperate and I trust you.

You’re reasonable but don’t accept excuses.

This is not just about me, but about keeping in shape for my daughter. I don’t want to be using a walker at her high school graduation and in a wheel chair at her college graduation. She deserves more – I deserve more.

Overweight & Out Of Shape

First? I have to say that while this letter is, indeed, from a ringer (is that the word I want? plant?) it’s also from a woman Ive never been fortunate enough to meet in person but with whom Ive been working/coaching/encouraging for a while.

One important piece of her email JUMPED right out at me and has two parts: she initially asked my advice, flatly refused (and proffered MYRIAD creative excuses) but then (without even telling me) she JUST DID IT.

She realized that (and this is key!) her daughter deserved more and she deserved more.

She decided that she was *worth it* (that’s all Im gonna say for now as we shall revisit that sentiment again & again & again.)

That’s the first part.

The second? She didnt take my advice about doing the treadmill because she KNEW it wasnt something she’d enjoy (and yes, I realize we’re using the term “enjoy” loosely).

Instead she created her own routine–complete with the canines she adores–and has, as a result, started walking down her path to success.

Take a minute. Think about what you used to enjoy doing when exercise wasnt something you HAD to do but an activity you did for FUN!

Jumprope? Dancing? Forward rolls? Pogo Stick-ing? Hip-hop dance?

I dare say that many of our initial responses might be (accompanying *eyeroll*) nothing—but I also venture to say that it’s because we’ve all bought into the notion of attaching a MUST or a SHOULD when thinking about doing anything physical.

We’ve lost the ability (unlike my Toddler Tornado) to do things with our bodies without an ulterior (read: weight loss) motive.

Take a moment.

Make a list.

What was the last thing you experienced physically where, when you finished, you thought: DANG, I FEEL ALIVE!

I’ll start you off with mine (get yer minds out of the gutter): going headfirst (at aforementioned Tornado’s insistence) down a slide.

Now that might not end up as my workout routine–but it was a good clue to me that I need to get my butt off the stationary bike and on the monkey bars a little more often.

It reminded me how much I used to love to HULA HOOP and, while doing so as a kid, never once had a mental ticker going with regards to how many thin mints Id hoop’d off!

You??

I know it sounds silly but whatever it is MAKE the time for it. (all together now) You’re worth it.

*Ive always wanted to say that and it’s *finally* applicable since I sucked it up & hauled out the video camera.

Maybe.

You see I’m a sneaker addict from *way* back.

Way.

As in I’m happily still sporting my lovingly cared for 95 Nike Air Maxes (the real ones, People, not the rerelease.).

I’m also a *huge* fan of having sneakers at which other people scoff (please to see my neon yellow Nike Air Rifts procured at the lowlow price of $9.99).

Yet even I draw the line at a sneaker which hath been shoved with a scented sockliner.

For some reason I cant get out of my mind precisely how the shoes mightcould smell after many, many wearings (think old Kool-Aid + dried, congealed foot sweat “glow”).

Now, the matching apparel Reebock is launching?

Mizfit is ALL IN if they’re selling a Kool-Aid Man suit. Every girl needs one of those hanging in her closet for the day after a mini-cheesecake binge (not that I’m singling anyone out here) or when she’s been subliminally coerced into consuming a few too many cupcakes.

Do tell: will you be sucked in by Reebok’s scentvertising or, like MizFit, do you prefer *all* your smells to be spritzed or slathered on post-shower?

(bonus points if you can figure out who the heck their target market is)

Fun to make and really, People, I PROMISE you that one cupcake savored and ENJOYED will NOT derail ya. Life is all about working in the treat-times.

Me? Im creatingcrafting these as, at times, *my* life is all about the Groundhog.

(and you thought you knew your MizFit…)

I just finished a column for here about using music as a tool for exercise motivation (will run in march) and then stumbled upon* these.

I dont use an ipod whilst I exercise but that chickenbus? just might make me rethink the matter.

Consider THAT your TuesTrendTidbit.

An early treat from a benevolent MizFit.

(Oh, and feel free to call me by my Dances With Wolves name: She Weak In Abs)

*if by stumbled upon you mean someone emailed me the info and Im now forgetting whom—which I do.

I’ll do the same & we can compare notes on (cue confetti/Pink’s Get The Party Started) the 4th.

Finally.

February 4th OFFICIALLY.

What, exactly, will you find starting the fourth day of the aforementioned FREEZING month? (Im so glad you asked!)

Mondays? Launch your week with a podcast. a video of MizFit (and her toddlertornado & cantankerous canine depending on who decides to wander on screen).

I’ll show you the proper form for those pesky exercises you’ve been struggling with, ramble about the latest & greatest in fitness research, or debut my home-dyed-feria-midnight hairDONT. You’ll just have to check back and see.

Tuesdays? Trends. Sure we’ll snark about the latest fitness gadgets, but we’ll also pause to mock celebrities and their high waisted jeans. A woman’s gotta laugh.

Wednesdays? This ones on you, People. Your questions. Your comments. Your emails.

Thursdays? Food glorious FOOD. Tips. Information. Recipes. Yours and mine. (mainly yours/others’ as mine oft start with “ok, head over to the microwave”).

Fridays? Lots of LINK LOVE & frequent fabulous freebies.

MizFit is highly aware that not only hath she NOT cornered the market on fitness—she hasnt yet secured the space in the produce section where they shove the enormous roll of connected plastic bags.

On Fridays we’ll check out what else is shakin’ around the ‘net *AND* compete for the fantabulous freebies Im excited to send your way.

ready?

set?

See you on the FOURTH!