Mr. and Mrs. Craig Ramsay

So our time with Jackie is coming to an end, and we have six weeks on our own. I've always been a big fan of Skylab (as many of you are I'm sure), so I was really excited to have three solid days of sweat-tastic working out and clean meal plans.

I knew a pool workout was coming, and I wasn't thrilled or ready to be in a bathing suit yet. But if Craig was happy about it then I knew I would be. He is my husband after all, why else would he be naked in a hot tub with me? 

Let me say one thing about pool workouts -- you have to give it 1,000% more energy than any other workout because the water can really let you slack if you let it. Swimming laps thoroughly kicked my ass, and I was so happy that I won! I'm so glad after five weeks of being the underdog I finally started to get some positive attention (and not for water work theatrics).

I love staying at hotels that have gyms because they have so many classes to choose from. Shay and I decided to take some dance classes, because we had so much fun with the Pussycat Dolls. Dancing is becoming one of my favorite workouts, because if you do it right, it can work your muscles as well as giving you intense cardio.

So our last group workout was a team challenge with rowboats. It was Team Craig versus Team Jackie and we won! Nothing can keep a boat full of women (and a fabulous man) away from a free spa day. You say, "facial," and I say, "How fast did you want me to row?"

As a reward for all of our hard work, we went directly to (what was thought to be) an amazing dinner. Here's the thing, you don't mess with a group of ravenous recovering chubbies. It's not nice and more importantly it's not safe. It had been close to four hours since our last meal and having altered our eating style all this time to be sabotaged was less than ideal.

If I wasn't so hungry I could appreciate Jackie's reason for ordering all that crazy food, and I think it showed us that these are situations that we would encounter in real life. I will say that I've retrained myself how to order when I go out and there are certain sections of the menu I don't allow myself to look at. Life is all about balance and one bite of calamari is not going to kill you. Nothing tastes better than the first bite, that's what I learned from Bryan and what I always think before eating something bad. I also think of what Dr. Ramani says about self-control and asking yourself about self-sabotaging. It's about being present all the time, or at least 99%.

Weigh in was interesting with Shay admitting to eating more than she thought and Joe apologizing for his five weeks of toddler behavior. I really appreciated him owning up to his inappropriate ways and for continually holding up the group. His comments over the last five weeks haven't been funny or relevant, and I really disliked his disregard for the rest of the group -- that's what I was upset about. I happen to find cankles just as funny as looking for women during last call at the airport bar. Glad he finally decided to act his age rather than his shoe size, and hopefully he and I can be friends.

I know Jackie was really dissatisfied with my two-pound weight loss, but that's amazing loss with PCOS. It's a normal, doable pace that my body is capable of, and if that's not enough for her, that's not my issue. I just have to be concerned with reaching my goal and getting healthy. 

I hope that in the next six weeks I can really kick things into gear and change my body. I know it will be hard to be away from Jackie, but she's given me some amazing tools, and I really want to make her proud and show her that I really believe in her program as well as myself.