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  • I'm a Quitter – Week 2 Update

    Holy sh*t you guys, I did it!

    Five solid days of exercise, and five days of whole food meals. I slipped a little over the weekend, but overall I’m feeling great.

    One of my huge roadblocks is getting the kids to eat the meals I cooked because they’d rather eat “kid food”. With a little ketchup and lies they actually ate what I made. I made mashed cauliflower for the first time and it was delicious. To get the kids to eat it, we called them mashed potatoes. A little lie never hurt anyone right? The pickiest of the two said they were the best potatoes she ever tried (minus french fires I’m sure).


    So I originally wrote this on 8/22/16. Do you know what’s happened since then? I gained FIVE pounds. I’m not exactly sure what I can do to get my shit together, but I need to hurry up or I will be living in Lularoe and T2T leggings all winter long. Please tell me someone has the magic answer, because I need it!

    Last month I found out that my testosterone level was elevated. My endo didn’t seem to think anything of it, so I went to see a GYN who had more information on PCOS. She started me on a new medication from my PCOS, which is reeking havoc with my hormones. I’m ready to feel “normal” again. Google elevated testosterone and you can understand all of the symptoms I’m going through. I am not one to blame a disorder on weight gain, but it’s definitely a roadblock.

    In the meantime I really need to make an effort to get my shit together, put the wine down, and not eat an entire f*cking Pizza Hut pizza when I’m drinking. While I’d love to say my PCOS is making me gain weight (sound like anyone else), it’s not. My shitty choices and laziness are the reason why I’m sitting here in pants that are literally cutting off my circulation.

    So my goal for this week is to make dinner 6/7 nights this week and work out 5/7 days. It’s a lofty goal, but I need to get it together. Check out our Meatless Monday post for tonight’s meal, which is already in the crockpot!

    So for some much needed motivation we are going to check in with our Thick to Thin Athletes for the rest of the week! I’m so excited to share what these amazing women are up to!

  • Holy Sh*T Healthy Eating is Messy – I'm a Quitter, Week One Update


    I am incredibly open about the fact that I am one of the worst housewives on the planet. Really, I’m one of those people who will clean the heck out of my house if I know someone is coming over because I’d be embarrassed if someone saw it in its natural state. Let’s be real, I could never make it on an episode of Hoarders, but if a load of laundry sits on my bedroom floor for a week, I don’t bat an eye.

    One thing about cooking healthy is you use A LOT of dishes. I’m serious, like every damn pan I own is dirty. With a busy household, and limited time, it is a struggle to keep up with the household chores is a huge challenge of mine. Last week we did horrible on the eating front, I mean horrible. Half prices pizza 3/5 weeknights, yikes! To be fair, they were half price pizzas so that makes it better, right? Of course, the kids loved it. My energy levels and waistline, not so much. Lack of planning, and limited time really limited my ability to eat healthy. Thankfully, my workouts were awesome. Although, if a healthy lifestyle is 80% food and 20% exercise, I’m screwed.

    Last week was SUPER hard. So for this week, I again, went back to the basics. I created a meal plan. So simple, right? I looked back at the last time I created a meal plan, and it was April. I am so embarrassed to write this. How in the hell did I get so far away from where I was happy, and healthy?

    I use Skinnytaste for delicious and healthy meals. Amazingly, even my kids will eat most of Gina’s meals which is a bonus for us! I went grocery shopping with a detailed list and came home and cleared out the refrigerator. I started tonight with our first whole foods meal. It was delicious and healthy and you know what? My kitchen looked like a f*cking disaster! Seriously, I should have taken a picture because every surface in the kitchen had shit on it. I created SO many dishes, they wouldn’t all fit in the dishwasher. And, as the shitty housewife I am, I DO NOT hand wash dishes… EVER!

    Dishes aside, it felt great being back in the kitchen and creating a meal I knew was good for the family. I threw on an Audiobook and went to work. My goal is to make a homemade dinner every single day this week. It’s a lofty goal, but I think I can do it.

    This weeks funny:

    I sent my husband to the grocery store for balsamic vinegar, he came home with this.


    For as bad of a housewife as I am, he is TERRIBLE at grocery shopping, just terrible. I rarely send him to the grocery store, and when I do I get at least 3-4 phone calls. I happened to be on the treadmill during this trip without my phone, and this is what happened.

    I am not a fan of store bought dressings because of the added ingredients. Homemade dressings are SO easy to make and taste delicious. So, I’m going to share one of my favorite and EASY dressing recipes.


    Ashley’s Favorite Balsamic Vinaigrette

    • 1/4c Olive Oil
    • 1/4c Garlic Flavored Olive Oil – You can swap this for EVOO and 1tbs of chopped garlic
    • 1/4c Balsamic Vinegar
    • 2tbs Honey (I use local honey)
    • 1tsp Dijon Mustard
    • Sal & Pepper to tase

    Place all ingredients in a bowl and whisk together. Store in an air tight container and enjoy!


  • My name is Ashley and I am a QUITTER


    And you know what? I’m ok with it. I signed up for the Rock-n-Roll Half Marathon in Brooklyn, but I’ve decided that I’m not going to run. Thick to Thin has an awesome group of ladies who are running and I will be there cheering them on, but I have decided to quit training. See, the thing is I know that I can do it, but I don’t want to. I know a bunch of you are ready to tell me “you can do it” “don’t give up on yourself,” but you know what? I don’t feel like I’m giving up.

    Recently, I’ve been making 1000 excuses as to why I can’t get out and train and that’s not me. I did not make this decision lightly, and honestly I was a little bummed in myself about it. However, that was incredibly short lived. See, I believe that whatever form of exercise you choose you should love it, even when it’s hard. I HATE running. Actually that’s not true, I despise it! I’d rather do an entire hour of burpees than run.

    For all of you runners out there, I envy you. I wish I enjoyed it. I see you, I see your accomplishments and your medals, and I wish I could love running. But I don’t. I’ve been an athlete my whole life and even when I was playing high school sports I’d cringe when I heard the coach say “everyone on the line”.

    I have fallen out of love with fitness and living a healthy lifestyle and I need to make a positive change to get back there.

    So my first step is to throw in the towel on my half marathon training and restart my love affair with fitness MY way. For the last few days I’ve been going back to workout basics, and you know what? I have loved every second of the torture. I’m sore, I’m invigorated, and I’m excited to do it again tomorrow!

    Since I believe that running is still an important skill (zombie apocalypse anyone?) I’m shortening my goal, I will be running the 5 miler on Thanksgiving day with the intent to beat my 55 minute time from two years ago. I believe that making my goals more attainable I will aid me in meeting them.

    When I say that I have fallen out of love with a healthy lifestyle I mean in every form possible. Food, drink, and exercise. I am up 18# over my “goal weight”. More importantly, I feel like crap, and I am self sabotaging. This behavior is a recipe for disaster. I am looking for quick fixes and easy meals (aka take-out), and that is not helping myself or my family.

    So what does that mean for you? I’m going to turn my downfalls into a weekly blog series showing the good, the bad, and the ugly of loving yourself and getting back on track. I encourage you to share your stories, because with support these changes are so much easier to make. I’m not funny like Andrea, but I will try!

    Exercise, real food, and loving myself… Here we go!




  • Why I love food, and why that's OK.

    So there have been a lot of changes going on in my life recently. Like a big one, that is, me, myself, Andrea, has gotten a full-time corporate 9-5 to keep T2T a float. We are totally transparent here, and yes, we have employees, and YES they are full-time at T2T, but sometimes not everyone can be full-time! So alas, I have succumb to corporate America for a little while.

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  • Guest Blog | Carin McCoy | Me Against Myself

    I put off exercise for a long time. A looooooong time. I’m talking like when dinosaurs roamed. Then, Bam! 5 years ago, I had two beautiful kids and I decided I wanted to show them more of me. More of what I as their mum could achieve & hopefully show them the endless possibilities they had within themselves as well.

    The main reason I’d never had a go was pretty superficial & even shallow. But, like most of us, ultimately ran much deeper.  I would rock up to the gym and scan the room. Was I the biggest? Was I the slowest? Was I lifting heavy enough? Was I running fast enough?  Man, in the end the only thing getting a workout was my overactive brain! When I stopped and thought about it, Me VS Me was and had always been my biggest fight.

    photo-2Most of us compare. I guess, to an extent, it is human nature. If used positively, it can give us that little edge to push ourselves harder and really give it all we have got. The problem occurs when it stops you in your tracks and stops you from having go, from picking up that weight, running in that event & basically just living a life.  We are so hard on ourselves – our own worst critics. I’m not sure about you guys but when I’m sweating my guts out, grunting and, lets face it, at times swearing at my poor trainer…the last thing I am capable of doing is checking out what the guy next to me is lifting, what pace he is running (OK, OK! I lie a little…I may be checking out certain things at times…haha!) You get my drift though! The moment we all realise that ultimately it comes down to “ME AGAINST MYSELF,” the harder we will push, the fiercer we will train and the healthier we will all become.

    Competing against the person next to you is not doing you any service. Really, when you think about the limited time you have to exercise, ain’t nobody got time for that! I’m focusing on using all that energy (which let’s face, it some days there isn’t much of it! 😉 ) to kick some ass when I’m working out – and hell, we need to be comfortable in ourselves when we do just that!

    So how am I working on this? A training journal is helping me keep track of my own individual progress. It not only keeps me accountable, but it reminds me right there in print the progress I have made, my own individual goals and dreams. Note I said, ‘my own,’ not that of the other people at the gym.

    Today I will shift the focus from what MY body looks like to what MY body can do.


    photoCarin is a proud half marathoner & triathlete, who is a strong believer and advocate for the body positive movement. She believes everyBODY should have the right to unleash their inner athlete & feel the thrill of smashing a goal.

    You can follow Carin’s blog at
    Or Instagram @edsrunfree

  • When I was…

    When I was a little girl I just wanted to be the best at gymnastics and look like Barbie.

    I physically wasn’t that.

    When I was in high school I wanted to be the prom queen and the most athletic girl in school.

    I physically wasn’t that.

    When I was in college I wanted to be the hot girl that guys picked up at the bar.

    I physically wasn’t that.

    When I was in my twenties I wanted to be skinny so I could be hot and accepted by society.

    I physically wasn’t that.

    When I was 28 I realized all of that was crap and how I looked didn’t matter. I also realized I wasted 28 years of my life worrying about what my outside appearance was instead of making sure I was the best possible person inside I could be.

    Today, me, at 30 and 198lbs, I did what society probably thought I couldn’t do, I got a PR of 165 for my overhead squat. And none of the feelings of “how do I look” “am I skinny enough” “am I pretty enough” run through my head…. What runs through my head is damn girl you’re a strong beast and you need to keep it up. Because I can. Because my body allows me. So, I know I say it all the time but I just hope that showing how I bust my ass will show someone that they can also do it.

    Because #weareallathletes

  • Inner monologue while trying on clothes…. Me or everyone?

    I-immediately-regret-this-decision-anchormanOk, here starts the guessing game of what looks good on the mannequins and what’s going to ACTUALLY look good on me. 

    Why do they always put the dressing room where it’s hardest to find it??? I really hope these clothes look good on me, they REALLY looked good in the posters… but yet, everything looks good on the posters. I need a cute dress for the summer, something white with maybe a chambray top over it when it gets chilly. I love summer… Dresses, dresses, dresses, cover up the fupa! hahaha.

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    Here goes nothing!

    Ok, I finally get to the dressing room, shit, 8 piece minimum, what if I have 3 sizes of each piece? 24 goes down to 8! 

    14/16/18 for the bottoms and dresses, large/xl/xxl for the tops – I hate this guessing game of what is ACTUALLY going to fit… But I totally hate putting on the small stuff and having it not fit – let’s start with the big stuff, it will make me feel like I’m losing weight! haha! At least Old Navy carries all the sizes I might need. Thanks for that bros!

    Ugh, why do they have to have a mirror on EVERY damn wall inside this box of hell! Oh, I have hot legs. Damn girl, look at dem LEGS.

    And these fluorescent lights?!?!?! Did the creators of dressing rooms think “let’s make women feel at their WORST when trying on clothes”??? That CAN’T be good for business. Why did I decide to eat lunch before coming here?? Once I take off this shirt, you’re going to see it… Well, nothing’s going to fit right because I’m bloated and full…. right?


    IMG_2334 (1)Do they like you staring at the flaws that I work hard to not worry about on a DAILY BASIS? 

    I understand they want you to see the clothes from every angle, but DAMN! I don’t need to see myself in this light, I’m already self conscious enough, and I’m not supposed to. We are supposed to love our bodies, so get out of your head, Andrea, you look great, even with this wedgie! Do the designers of these clothes ever think about ME when they are designing these clothes? How come this shirt makes me look pregnant, the top is too big and the hem on it is too high. Maybe I got a maternity top on accident?!? I need to call my mom, she needs to know how upset I am, maybe she will calm me down.

    I would rather be in a hot bath of coals right now instead of trying on these clothes. 


    tumblr_inline_n9hlbsfCQl1qgt12iWHY DO PEOPLE KEEP KNOCKING ON THE DOOR. Can’t they see I’m STRUGGLING IN HERE?!?!

    OMG is my ass really that big? I guess I do squat. 

    Oooooo, but if I turn this way, my butt really does look good, hmmm. Maybe I could pull off a hot swimsuit this summer. Wait, turn, nope, nope, why can’t I just stand sideways and have my butt look perfect from one view ALL THE TIME. Just from the side. hahaha.

    I shouldn’t have worn my grannie panties today, didn’t I know that I would be trying on clothes today? 

    All my cute undies were in the wash, so now I have to try on all these clothes while wearing my awesome “wash day” underroos. I should have known better. They bunch. But they are so damn comfortable. Who cares. Shit, I just want to go pants-less for the rest of my life. Life is better without pants.

    tumblr_inline_ng0oaq3Xf91qb7awlBATHING SUITS?!?!? YEAH RIGHT. 

    Next please, why did I even pick this up.

    Ok, nothing works, it either looks like a sausage casing or an oversized poncho. I’m going home. Eff this!

    Why do I try on clothes, it never works out. Instead I am just going to do what I normally do, buy what I think will fit, take it home, try it on in the environment where I totally set it up so I look BANGING in the mirror, and then realize nothing fits, decide you’ll take it back, and then just add it to the pile of clothes you need to return in your trunk. At least this way will be less detrimental.

    (puts everything back on the rack, leaves empty handed) 


    I’ll just buy everything online and return it once I try it on. JK look at these tops – (grabs 5 tops takes them to register, checks out, calls it a day).

    Phew. That was horrible. I NEED A DRINK