Mountain Themed Nursery Room

It was a surprise to me when J.R. said that he wanted to paint the nursery room. I was still struggling with the tiredness that's part of the first trimester of pregnancy, so the thought of painting or doing any decorating sounded like way too much work.

After thinking about it for a few days, I told him that I’d only be willing to paint if we could do a “ship-lap” accent wall too. (I know, I’m such a pain.)

J.R. knew he’d be doing most all of the work (even though I promised to help). So it took him a few days to decide if it was something we could even accomplish. We didn’t have the machinery or the tools that were needed to create the ship-lap look.

But being the good guy that he is, he didn’t give up on making my dream nursery come to life.
He watched “How to Videos” and read up about different “ship-lap” techniques. Then he talked with our incredible neighbors who happened to have a garage full of woodworking tools, and were kind enough to allow us help ourselves to their machinery.

Realizing this project was something we might actually be able accomplish, we set off to Lowes to purchase our supplies.

The "lumber" we purchased for the ship-lap was actually just underlayment boards. They were less expensive, but still achieved the look we wanted. 

We live in a small house, and this room is only about 9 feet by 12 feet. So we weren't working with much space, which meant we didn't need to purchase a ton of materials.

J.R. started layering the lumbar piece by piece.

Everything is looking good!

We debated which color of gray to paint the walls. I was nervous to use the darker grey in such a small space, but I’m really happy with how everything turned out. 

These pictures below are the "finished" room. 

How can you bring a child into this world right now?

Photo by Daniela Rey on Unsplash

 The deadliest mass shooting in US history happened exactly one month before my baby's due date.

"The world is such a scary place. Why would anyone intentionally bring a child into it right now?"

This was a question someone asked online that day. A question that bounced around in my head until it was echoed back to myself in my own voice.

The chaos and destruction in our world has been overwhelming these past three months: The senseless violence that takes place in our own backyard and across the world. The multiple devastating hurricanes, earthquakes, and fires. Plus, the constant background of political and social intolerance and hate.

Many people have responded to these tragedies with fear. Fear for their family's safety, and fear for their future.

But a few people have chosen to respond to these tragedies with acts of love. Individuals who risked their own life to carry injured strangers from the danger. First responders, doctors and nurses who worked non-stop around the clock to save the dying. People who sacrificed their life by using their own body as a shield to protect their love ones from bullets.

Many people believe that the state of our world will get worse before it gets better. So the question again is, “Why would anyone intentionally bring another innocent life into the chaos?”

The simple, yet complicated, answer is because of a belief that love is the only thing that will overcome hate.

If we are headed for a dark and dangerous future, then we need a future generation that can bravely stand toe-to-toe against the hate and chaos. 

I hope we teach our kids that the destruction caused by Mother Nature or other people’s hateful and violent actions is usually out of our control, but it doesn’t mean we need to be afraid. We may not be able to stop or change these tragedies, but we can always choose how we will respond to them.

When we talk to our kids about tragedies, I hope we focus on the stories of those who sacrificed their time, and even their lives, to save others.  I hope we talk about those courageous acts of love more than we talk about our fear. When we discuss these tragedies, let’s remind them that for each act of hate there are hundreds of people who choose to act in love.

And that they too can choose love over fear. 

A Unique Being

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As a parent-to-be, it's difficult not to conjure up dreams and expectations of what your child will be like once they're actually here in your arms.

"I hope he has your hands and your smile." I tell my husband one night.
The next day my husband says, "He'll love watching football me with."

I keep trying to remind myself that kid's are almost never a "mini" version of their parents. They are entirely unique individuals, and that we shouldn't have expectations of  what kind of personality our son will have or what his likes and dislikes will be. But it's difficult not to.

"He'll love country music." I tell my sister.
Or my husband will say, "My son won't be afraid of things like that."

But the honest truth is, we have no idea what he'll be like. He is a mystery that will take years to discover and reveal.

I'm convinced that recognizing, and even being surprised by, your child's own unique traits and qualities is one of the most wonderful things about being a parent.

One day we will ask each other in awe and bewilderment. "Where did he come from??"

Will our son always like the things we like?
Will he always make the choices that we think are best?

Will we love him anyways?

Baby Groberg - Gender Reveal

J.R. said he had a feeling we were going to have a boy the first day I told him I was pregnant. He's the only boy in his family, so he's been hoping to have a son of his own for years. Someone who could carry on his family name, and be his little buddy.

I also come from a family of all girls, so the thought of having a boy made me more anxious. How would I ever learn to raise a boy? Having a girl seemed easier because I know all about the specific challenges girls face growing up. So I would gently reminded J.R. not to get his hopes too high about having a boy, and that we had a fifty percent chance it could be a girl.

Unlike J.R., I never had a "feeling" about what gender our baby would be. And honestly it didn't really matter to me either way.

When I got tired of people asking me, "What do you think you're having?"
I would smile and say, "I think it's gonna be a human baby."

J.R. and I had decided that we weren't going to do a "gender reveal" party. We wanted to find out our baby's gender together, privately, at the ultrasound appointment.

A few days before our ultrasound, I asked J.R. whether or not he'd be disappointed with a girl. (If we were having a girl, I didn't want her to start her life as disappointment or to be unwanted. We all know how common that is with girls in other parts of the world.) With a very serious expression, he looked me in the eyes and said, "I will honestly be happy either way. I'm just happy to be having a baby with you."

On the day of our 20 week ultrasound appointment, we climbed into our truck and Carrie Underwood's song "All American Girl" started playing on the radio. I looked over at J.R. and laughed as I told him, "It's a sign, we're gonna have a girl." He just rolled eyes.  But I could tell it made him a little-bit less confident in his prediction about us having a boy.

At the appointment, the ultrasound technician first started looking at the baby's head and chest. Everything was measuring at the correct size, and the heart and arteries were all developed correctly.

It was absolutely amazing to see our little baby's body inside and out, and a relief to know that they were healthy.

All of a sudden I saw one of our baby's little hands, and I knew! Those were J.R.'s hands. We were having a boy. I didn't want to say anything though - just in case I was wrong.

I looked over at J.R. and could tell that the anticipation was crushing him. Finally the technician said, "Let's find out what gender this little person is."

As she moved the wand over my stomach, another angle of our baby appeared on the screen. She paused it and with excitement in her voice said, "Here's a little butt cheek, another little butt cheek, and here's the scrotum and a penis."

J.R. started laughing, "I told you." He whispered to me with the biggest smile on his face.

Seeing his pure excitement and joy made me feel like my heart would burst, and one little tear slipped down my face. "You were right." I smiled back to him.

A boy. We are having a boy.

It might be asking to much, but I hope he turns out to be exactly like J.R.

Cute Summer Pregnancy Announcement Ideas

Looking for a creative way to tell your family and friends the exciting news? 


With our first pregnancy, we told our family the exciting news at a family BBQ. My mom has a fire-pit in her back yard - so of course we always roast marshmallows. When everyone was gathered around the fire, we passed these individual s'more kits around. The tag says, "We're about to add s'more love to our family."


If you want to make your own, you can get similar items here: 

Gift tags: 

Gift baggies: 

We used a hole punch and punched two holes in the top of each bag, then tied the bag closed with the twine and looped the gift tag through before tying a bow. 

My family loved their individual s'more kits, and said that they were to cute to eat. Haha

With my second pregnancy I really wanted a cute way to tell my co-workers that I was expecting, and nothing helps make the workday go by faster than when someone brings a yummy treat to share. Since it's the summer, I wanted to make them one of my favorite summertime treats: Angel Food Cake. 

So I came up with a cheesy little poem that says,
"Strawberries are Red. 
Huckleberries are Blue. 
Someone is expecting a little Angel. 
In a couple months, it won't be hard to tell who.
Baby Groberg Due Novemember 2017"

I then had some angel food cake, with strawberries, blueberries, and whip-cream for my coworkers to enjoy.  

Everyone loved it!


What are some cute pregnancy announcements you've seen?

J.R.s 31st Birthday

I've been meaning to write this post forever and I'm just getting around to it now. Better late then never!

For J.R.’s birthday in April we went to a driving range called Top Golf with our best friends, and we had so much fun together!

(So sad this picture is blurry.)

We made these plans a few days before J.R.’s birthday, and when we woke up the morning of his big day, it was snowing. The last week in April and it was snowing! I was so worried that the weather would ruin our plans. Thank goodness, Top Golf has climate controlled “bays” for us to play out of, so we were still able to go and have fun.

Top Golf is a unique “high tec” range. From what I’ve been told, there are little sensors in each golf ball and they are able to track which “target” you hit the ball into. Which allows you to earn points for accuracy and distance.

I’ve only ever been miniature golfing so I felt intimated going to a “real” range. I even had to ask J.R. how to hold the golf clubs. As clueless as I am when it comes to golf though, I still had fun.
(Apparently, I swinging the club like a softball bat. Haha)

Anyways, I’m not sure if you can see in the picture, but there are different targets that you aim for and each target has a different point value depending on what kind of “game” your group is playing.

It was a special day, not only because it was J.R.’s birthday, but also because it was the start of the second trimester of my pregnancy.  Whoo hoo! J.R. was so excited to start telling all of our friends and neighbors.

It wouldn't be a birthday party without dessert! We ordered the donut holes to snack on in between taking our swings. They come with different “syringes” that allow you to insert chocolate or cream into the donuts. It was messy, but so delicious! 


We also ordered the chocolate chip cookie s'mores. You can't go wrong here.


These two guys have been friends for decades. (They're more like brothers than friends.) And it's always a good time when we get together.

J.R. says that his birthday could only have been better if we'd all gone to Disneyland together. (Haha!)  Maybe one day the four of us will get there. 

Here's to another year of good friends and fun times together. Happy Birthday J.R.! 

First Glimpse - Baby Groberg

It still almost doesn't seem real, but J.R. and I are expecting a little one to join our family around the beginning of November 2017.  We're excited (and nervous) to share this new adventure in life.

I knew I was pregnant around March 2nd, but it took me a few days to tell J.R.

Our miscarriage in September of 2015 had been really hard on both of us, but I think it especially broke J.R.'s heart. So I was nervous about all the unknowns this pregnancy brought. Would we have another miscarriage? Or would this time be different?

When I told him I was pregnant, he went through all the emotions. Haha. First he was shocked, but when he realized I was being serious, the biggest smile broke out across his face. Then one or two tears might have escaped from his eyes. Happy tears. Which took me by surprise, and made me cry. That hadn't happened the first time.

April 20th, 2017 was our doctors appointment, and our first ultrasound with this pregnancy. I guess neither one of us realized how nervous we were for it. With our first pregnancy, the ultrasound had revealed there wasn't an actual fetus, only the gestational sac. There had been no heartbeat, and no baby.  J.R. told me that he had been holding his breath, expecting the doctor to tell us the same thing this time around.

But it wasn't the same at all! Almost immediately I could see that there was a tiny little human shaped image on the screen. Then the doctor found the heart beat, and the sound filled the room. I thought I would cry, but I didn't because I was so shocked. There was a baby. A tiny blur, and an intensely paced little heart beat.

In the picture above, you can see the outline of the baby's head and ear. Their little arm and hand is extended out above their face.

J.R. is convinced we are having a boy, and he tells everyone that the baby is flexing his arm in the ultrasound. Haha!

After our doctor's appointment, we were both stunned and in so much shock that we got half way home before realizing we'd forgot to go down to the lab for blood testing. Haha.

Later that day as we were eating dinner, J.R paused and looked at me very seriously. "Do you think our baby has a soul already?" he asked.

I'm not entirely sure what the answer is, but it made my heart happy to know that J.R. already cares so much about this little tiny person, that with Heavenly Father, we created together.

Wednesday, May 17th was our second doctors appointment. I'm in my 15th week of pregnancy now, and we got to hear the baby's heartbeat again.

As we were leaving the doctor said to J.R., "You have a great smile. Do you smile like that all the time? Or are you just happy to be a dad?"

J.R. laughed, "Both."

Daily Life

Do you ever get tired or your "daily grind"? Maybe your daily or weekly routine has started to feel wearisome and repetitive?

I'm sorry if you've been feeling like that lately. It's easy for those thoughts to sneak up on anyone. One thing that I try to remind myself is that each "phase" or "chapter" of life looks and feels different. When you're in the thick of it, it's easy to forget that you're life won't always look the way it does today. Eventually, your responsibilities and goals will change and your daily routine will change as well.

It's easy to forget what life was like when you were eight years old, a teenager, or before you met your significant other. What were your daily thoughts and concerns? What were you sick-and-tired of? What about life did you absolutely enjoy?

Thinking along those lines, I decided to write this post about what my life looks like on an average day. I wrote it mostly for myself, so in five or ten years I can look back and remember what my life was like during this time.

Our work days usually start at 4:30am, sometimes earlier. Most days I'll go back to bed after showering. On my worst days, I procrastinate getting ready by either surfing pretty pictures on Instagram for to long, or by hitting the snooze button to many times. Then I end up stressed and rushing to get out the door. On my best days though, I wake up and do something slightly more productive. My favorite thing to do on good mornings is to make us a green smoothie to share, and then spend a half hour doing stretches or yoga. (Honestly though, I usually choose sleep over green smoothies and yoga. Ha!)

My morning commute to work typically takes about a half hour. Most of the roads I take to work only have two lanes traveling the same direction. The worst days are when two people decide to go the exact same speed in each lane - or when there's an accident. The best days are when I hit most of the traffic lights green, or when I catch the beginning of the sunrise.

Work is a ten hour shift. Normally, the only "down-time" I have at work is during my breaks and lunches. It's usually go-go-go. But the best days at work are when all the paperwork is caught up, and the lobby and phones are slow. Then the bosses allow us to go on a paid half hour walk, because they want to try and promote healthy lifestyle choices. (I haven't been able to do this in about 10 months though, so that tells you how busy we always are.) There is a park and a walking trail by our building, so when we have the opportunity to go outside and walk it always makes my day better. I'm not gonna talk about my worst days at work, because I honestly don't want to relive or remember them.

Do I hate my job? Not usually. But I don't exactly love it either. It doesn't set my soul on fire or fulfill me in anyway.  I teeter-totter between feeling grateful to have a decent job, and then feeling restless and burnt out. I'm not exactly sure why I struggle with this so much. I'm good at what I do, but I wonder if I'm not cut out for the 9-5 corporate kind of job? I honestly think one of my biggest problems is the boredom that comes from doing the same mundane tasks all day everyday. Answering the same questions sixty times a day, like what our office hours are or what our address is. Then having difficult conversations with upset customers about the exact same topics or problems you talked to a customer about yesterday. The whole environment just starts to wear me down.

I guess I always imagined myself doing something that was actually meaningful and fulfilling, something that made a real difference in peoples lives. Right now, my biggest regret in life, was not having enough faith and courage to find a career that was more fulfilling four years ago. I feel like I "settled" for something that was stable and safe. (Which has been hard to admit to myself.) I know it's not to late though, and that I can still change careers and start on a path that I think is better suited for my personality and talents.

Anyways, the reason I included this little tangent about work is because these are daily thoughts that I struggle with and think about. They often sneak up on me while I am mailing out the mail or filing papers.

Coming home to J.R. is always one of the best parts of my day. He gets off of work before I do, so when I come home he's usually making dinner while listening to music. Normally, he has the music up loud, and he doesn't hear me come in. I'll pause for a moment and listen to him sing along to his favorite songs, which makes my heart happy. My favorite days are when J.R. is singing to country music, and the weather is nice enough to have the house windows open.

We always eat dinner together at our small kitchen table. This never happened when I was going to school, so I treasure this time together. There's no T.V. and no cell phones. Just us eating dinner together like an old married couple. We usually talk about the funny or annoying things that happened during the day, and it's nice to reconnect and check in with each other after a long day.

After dinner, we try to get a workout in together. Some days we'll do weights and resistance bands at home, other days we'll go for a walk. There's a park by our house, and I enjoy our walks the most when the weather is nice and we get caught in that "golden hour" of sunlight before the sunsets. While we walk, we tend to talk about our hopes for the future. (I usually spend about 10 minutes of each walk trying to convince J.R. that we need a dog in our lives.) And then we talk about other important goals like: improvements we want to make to our yard and house, trips we want to take, or things we'd like to do together as a couple or family. Sometimes I'll tell J.R. about the story and plot ideas I have in my mind for a book I want to write. Even though reading isn't his thing, he listens patiently, gives the best kind of advice, and calms my anxiety.

In the summer time, I like to try to spend at least two days a week with my mom's horse. She's a good horse, but she tends to be stubborn and lazy. The more I work with her the better she gets. J.R. always supports and encourages me with my riding and will come watch, even though it probably bores him half to death.

Then there's always chores and yard work to do around the house. The dishes, laundry, and vacuuming. Then filling the gas tanks, picking up groceries and prescriptions, paying the bills. (You know.)

We try to get to bed early since we have to get up so early. On good nights, we take turns reading the scriptures for about ten minutes. Most nights though, we spend time looking at Instagram or Facebook. I really wish we could break that habit. Since we've been married, we've never had a T.V. in our bedroom because we wanted our room to be a place where the two of us could connect and find relaxation and peace, but I feel like our cell phones kind of defeat that goal. Every night though, we always hold hands and say a prayer together.

If you've read this far, then you obviously know that our lives aren't glamorous or overly exciting. Our biggest goals at this time are: getting out of debt and improving our abundance, getting/staying healthy, making our house into the home we've envisioned, and trying our best to help bring happiness into each other's lives.

If you're struggling to get through "everyday life", then I hope that you'll reflect on what a typical day looks like for you and remember those small things that brought you happiness.

It's easy to get caught up in worrying about all the things we wish we had, and to take for granted the blessings we already have. While we look forward to the future and we're excited for what those days will bring, we also try to remember to enjoy the daily moments we have together right now.

I hope you learn to enjoy those little moments too. xoxo

The Free

Sometimes a novel will make me cry, and when I say, "cry" what I mean is one or two tears will leak out of my eyes and I will slowly wipe them away. This book though - this book made me bawl. I was sobbing. The characters and words touch my heart in such an unexpected way.  

Willy Vlautin's writing style is simple, but he has this talent for bringing huge emotion to realistic everyday characters. These characters could exist in real-life. Each of them are facing real-life problems with their real-life emotions.

But how do you write about real life problems, and actually make it interesting? (I'm not sure yet what the answer is, but Vlautin was able to do it.) This novel is one that I will be studying in depth to understand how he was able to tell such a powerful story in such a simple way.

There are three distinctive characters: a veteran with a brain injury, the nightwatchmen of the care center, and the veteran's main nurse. Sounds simple enough, right? But the understated qualities of the characters caught me completely off guard.

The Free: A Novel

The blurb of this book on Amazon says:

While serving in Iraq, veteran Leroy Kervin suffered a traumatic brain injury. Frustrated by the simplest daily routines, and unable to form new memories, he eventually attempts suicide. Lying in a coma, he retreats deep inside the memories locked in his mind. Freddie McCall works two jobs and still can't make ends meet. He's lost his wife and kids, and the house is next. Medical bills have buried him in debt, a situation that propels him to consider a lucrative—and dangerous—proposition. Pauline Hawkins is a nurse at the local hospital. Though she attends to others' needs with practical yet firm kindness, including her mentally ill elderly father, she remains emotionally removed. But a new patient, a young runaway, touches something deep and unexpected inside her.The lives of these characters intersect as they look for meaning in desperate times. Heartbreaking and hopeful, The Free is a testament to the resiliency of the human heart.

The Free: A Novel


What books have made you cry lately?

Fast Metabolism Diet Results

In the last five years, I've gained some weight. Was I miserable? No. But I wasn't exactly thrilled about it either.

In the past, I thought if I ate relatively healthy and then worked out everyday that I would lose weight. But I had been working out consistently for a couple months, and my weight loss seemed minimal.  That's when I knew the problem was with my eating.

2016 had been a especially tough year on us and with the 2017 New Year approaching, I decided that I had enough of pursuing my goals half heartily. I wanted 2017 to be different. No more coasting along with mediocrity.

Right around that time, my mom started telling me how she had lost weight doing what's called The Fast Metabolism Diet.

What is the Fast Metabolism Diet?

The Fast Metabolism Diet: Eat More Food and Lose More Weight

Guys, I NEVER thought I'd be that person to promote a cheesy celebrity diet. I've never liked the Atkins Diet, the South Beach Diet or even Weight Watchers. I didn't believe in "diets", I just believed in having a health lifestyle. (Or what I thought was healthy.) But The Fast Metabolism Diet helped me lose 8 pounds in four weeks and drop from 27.3% body fat to 25.8%.

I know those numbers aren't crazy big - but remember it was only 4 weeks.

So how does it work?  

For 28 days you are not allowed to eat:

Sugar - all refined sugar. (Just 2 teaspoons of refined sugar can inhibit your weight loss for 3-4 days.)
Wheat - bread, crackers, rolls, cereals, etc.
Dairy - milk, cheese, butter, yogurt, etc.
Corn - corn tortillas, corn chips, corn cereals, cornstarch, popcorn, etc.
Soy - tofu, meat substitutes, processed foods containing soy, etc.
Dried Fruit or Fruit Juices
Artificial Sweeteners

There are 3 phases of the diet, and you cycle through different phases of eating every couple days. This creates what some people refer to as "diet confusion" for your body, allowing it to drop excess weight.

Phase 1 focuses on eating: carbs, high amounts of fruits, moderate amounts of protein and no fat.
Phase 2 focuses on eating: high amount of protein, high amounts of vegetables, no carbs, and no fat.
Phase 3 focuses on eating: low amounts of fruit, moderate amounts of carbs and protein,  high amounts of healthy fat.

You cycle through these phases for 28 days at a time, which allows your metabolism to heal it's self. It sounds weird, but it worked for me.

I feel very vulnerable posting these pictures online, and I debated about whether or not to share them because:
1. It's really scary to put yourself out there for everyone to see.
2. The bikini I'm wearing is super old (about ten years old).
3. I haven't been out in the sun and I didn't take the time to apply a fake tan. So yes - I'm really pale.
4. These pictures aren't the best quality. They were taken with a cell phone camera.

So even after thinking about all the reasons NOT to post these pictures I decided that I'm still really proud of myself for sticking with a difficult goal. More importantly though, I decided that I wanted to share my progress with you because maybe the story I have to share and the small pieces of advice I have to give will help you on your own journey?

Interested in Learning more?

If you are interested in learning more about the diet and it's different phases, I would highly recommend getting the book: The Fast Metabolism Diet: Eat More Food and Lose More Weight. (I carried this thing around for two weeks.)

You can also find out more about the diet on Pintrest. I've pinned a few infographics to my "Good Food" board. Check those out here.

My Tips for Completing the Diet:

Do a "Prep" Week:
Do not attempt this diet without first doing a "prep" week. 

Take a week before starting the diet to get off of caffeine and sugar. I wish I would have done this because I think it would have been an easier transition. 

Also, clear everything out of your freezer that you won't be eating. Buy freezer containers, and make at least two different types of  soups and the chicken, rice, and veggie bowls to freeze for later. (This is the only way that I survived!) My mom and I also made some homemade beef jerky to eat as snacks during the high protein phases. 

Plan  Your Meals in Advance:

Every Friday I would sit down and chart out all of my meals and snacks for the next week. Whenever I could, I would plan something that I could eat for dinner one night, and then for lunch the next day. It doesn't always workout because of the different phases you transition through, but it did save me some time. Then I'd make a list of all the items that I needed to get from the grocery store and get them late Friday night or early Saturday morning.

Stay One Day Ahead:
Every evening, I would look at what I was planning to eat the next day and then make any of the meals or prep any of the food that night.  This would include chopping up any fruits or vegetables and cooking any of the meat/rice/vegetable for the next night's dinner. And I always-always packed my lunch the night before.

Drinks Lots of Water:
Do you know how you'll sometimes think about food, but you're not really hungry, you just like the idea of eating? That's a good time to drink water. Lots of it. 

I was drinking an average of 13 cups of water a day. 

Fight Sugar Cravings:
Whenever I'd get cravings for sweets I'd just chew on a piece of minty gum, and then remind myself that it's only for 28 days. 

Promise Yourself: 
You might think it's cheesy or stupid, but the day before you start the diet look at yourself eye-to-eye in the mirror and promise yourself that you're going to do this no matter what. Get pumped about it.  

Then later on when you start feeling weak or discouraged, remember that you promised yourself you would do it, and there's not much that's worse than the feeling you get when you let yourself down.

My Week-by-Week Experience:

Week 1 - January 9th. 
So. Much. Cooking.  I didn't work out because all my time was consumed by cooking food.

Also the sugar withdrawals were horrible. I had no idea how addicted to sugar I had become until I stopped eating it. 

It might sound crazy, but it was "freeing" to be released from my sugar addiction. I normally don't eat a lot of candy or sugary treats, but I had gotten to a point where every day I would have a little "pick-me-up"  to get me through the afternoon. I also started wanting a little treat almost every night after dinner. I would justify all of this by telling myself that I was working out and eating healthy for the most part, so there wasn't a reason to worry about being a little indulgent.


On the fourth day of the diet, I became the grumpiest person because of the sugar withdrawals. I felt so tired and sluggish. In the afternoons, when I would have normally had a little piece of candy, my energy levels tanked.  I hadn't realized how much I was relying on that little burst of sugar to get me through the day.   

I also think that maybe some of my fat was storing toxins, and that when my fat was used up the toxins were released? I was sick to my stomach and dizzy on the fourth and fifth day. 

The first week was by far the worst for me.

Week 2 - January 16th.
In the second week, I finally started to feel like myself again. 

I noticed that my energy levels throughout the day were higher and steadier than they had been in years. I used to hit my snooze button 3 or 4 times, but by the second week I had no problem getting out of bed in the morning. It was crazy how much more energized I felt. 

I was able to get two workouts in this week, and had enough energy to finish them strong.

I also noticed that my clothes were beginning to fit better and that my stomach no longer felt bloated.

Week 3 - January 23rd.
This was the most discouraging week because I actually gained weight. So I switched one of my phase 3 days for an additional phase 2 day and that seemed to help because I lost 4 lbs in five days. 

My taste buds had drastically changed by the third week. All of the food I was eating tasted amazing and the diet was becoming easier and easier to do. 

I was able to get three workouts in this week. 

My jeans started to have a lose fit, and I noticed that my thighs and arms were looking smaller. 

Week 4. - January 30th. 
I actually got sick with a head cold this week. I didn't workout at all, but I still followed the diet. 

My goal weight had been to get down to 115 lbs and 24% body fat. I didn't reach that goal, and I wonder if I wouldn't have gotten sick if I could have made it. 

My Weight/Fat Loss Throughout the Diet:

January 7th    126.8    Body Fat 27.3
January 12th  124.2    Body Fat 26.7
January 15th  124.0    Body Fat 26.7
January 19th 123.2     Body Fat 26.6
January 23rd 124.0     Body Fat 28.6
January 27th 120.4     Body Fat 25.3
February 3rd 118.8     Body Fat 25.8

Final Thoughts:

Am I now going to look like those Instagram-famous fitness girls? Nope. Not anytime soon. I don't have a six pack and my thighs are still thicker than I'd like them to be. But it's progress that I'm happy with. (I now weigh about the same as when I got married.) 

Am I a better person now that I've lost weight? Am I more kind, compassionate, and loving? No that part of my personality hasn't changed at all, but I am more confident in myself and my ability to do difficult things.

I will probably try the diet again in a few months to see if I can reach my goal weight. But for now I'd like to focus on some of my other goals. (I do worry about getting stuck in that mindset where nothing is ever good enough. Ya know?) 

If you're thinking to yourself that you'd like to try The Fast Metabolism Diet, but it just seems to hard - then please understand that I felt the exact same way! I just couldn't image life without wheat, or cheese. But then I read this blog post and it gave me the inspiration I needed to reach for my goals. It's written by a girl who completed the diet a couple years ago. Go check it out if you're looking for some motivation. 

If you have any questions feel free to ask! I'd also love to hear about your weight loss success stories and your healthy lifestyle habits. What works for you?