Something to chew on: Breaking my gum addiction one stick at a time

Hi, my name is Renee and I am an obsessive compulsive gum addict.  And I have been gum free for seven days now.  Insert people nodding heads approvingly and clapping here.

Yes, I am addicted to gum, this may not sound like a huge issue, one I really need to be concerned about, or even try to fix, but you would be wrong.  And for two weeks now I have been tackling my gum obsession.

Why gum?  And why us it such a big deal?

The video blog post: Weight loss success is more than a number.

Welcome to my first video blog post or my Wii & Wine series! 

As you know I love to write and find it very therapeutic, however to mix things up a bit I decided to record a video post.  I figured some subjects need a little visual representation to fully get my point across.  So, every now and then to spice thing up, I will throw in a video post for your enjoyment and education.  Thank you and enjoy!

Wow that is a great face!  Sure glad they used that one.  Kinda like whenever you pause a movie, the actor are always making the most stunning gorgeous faces.  Anyways, please share your comments below, on pintrest, twitter, Google +, or facebook.   Yes, be quite, I really do have that many social profile sites!   But it is mostly for the blog:) Cheers!

This was originally published on my wine blog wineabit.net on 2/29/12

Week 7: 10 reasons why I hate losing weight

What was going on in my brain last week?

Now that I have your attention with my post title here it goes.  This is my list of 10 reasons I often use myself or hear about when trying to lose those unwanted pounds.   And these are in no particular order.  Watch out for the dose of sarcasm.

Week 3: The Wii and why exercise will not lead to a smaller butt.

So how did I do?

Well this week I have decided to talk about exercise and my Wii program.  I could talk about food stuff and self sabotage, but maybe I will delve into that next week.

I am the girl who used to hate the word exercise and saw it as a form of self torture and brutal work.  I hated to sweat, it just felt so gross and disturbed me to have something drip down my nose.  And worst yet, I hated to exercise with people around.   I don't sweat enough, so my face turns the color of the Sedona red rocks and stupid people would always ask me, why I was so red.  It irritated me so much that I confined myself to I only working out at home or in a swimming pool.  


Plus, exercise was so boring, and I asked myself, why I am doing this much work and not training for anything?  I was an athlete throughout high school, once that part of my life was over, exercise seemed silly and pointless.  Why sweat if you are not working on getting better times or faster on the court?