Sorry, but my brain is not feeling super clever this morning! Oh well!
I am pleased to say that I finally FEEL like I'm making progress. I'm noticing a difference in the way I look and in the way I feel. And I've FINALLY gone down a size. Sort of. Some things I can buy a size down. Some things I'm still in the same size, but they fit better. Overall, it's a good feeling.
I also like the fact that eating better is becoming more automatic for me. I have been dieting since I was like 12 or so and obviously it never took. I think that's because before I was using such strict diets. Diets that said "you can only eat these foods" or "you can never eat that again." And honestly, that's crap. I'm never allowed to eat dairy? Or breads or pasta? Any diet that is immediately undone by a slip (or a party where I didn't cook the food) is not a diet I want anything to do with. I would much rather do something that I can stick with for the rest of my life. So that means eating the foods I like, but in smarter ways and smaller quantities. And it allows me to make smart choices in different eating situations instead of seeing a list of things I can't have. Hopefully doing things this way will help me stick with it.
In other news, I am totally addicted to Spin class. As much as I loved running, I love cycle even more. I think part of it is the fact that it's a class. The instructor is talking so I don't get bored. Plus, the class I take is choreographed to the music, so you're focused on the beat and such. Before you know it, you're almost done. Love it! I'm actually going to class tonight and I'm very excited about it lol.
Alright... I think I've rambled enough for now. I'm going to go find something to do. Hope everyone is having a great day!
Ignore the awful pedicure! I am making progress! I am down to 187.6 that is 23.4 lbs since January 3 and 11% of my body fat! woohoo!
We are moving this weekend.........I am hoping to lose a pound but I am skeptical because usually with moving there is eating out because you don't have the tools to cook readily available. SO my goal is to make healthier choices when we inevitably eat out.
In the past four weeks I have weighed myself religiously just like the 14 weeks before that. The only change was that there was NO CHANGE. Well, not a substantial change. I fluctuated between 188.0 to 188.4, 188.7, 188.9 (eek!) I'm currently at 188.6. What is my body's deal with this number?? I have no attachment to it, I swear! My body, on the other hand, has a love affair with it.
On one hand, I am so thrilled that I'm "maintaining." On the other hand, I HATE that I'm "maintaining." I'm nearly 20 weeks into our 52 week journey. OY! We're nearly half way through this! With these four weeks behind me I am now averaging just over a pound a week lost. That's pathetic. Simply pathetic. 22 lbs in 20 weeks, it needs to be more. Especially if I'm going to reach the ~50lb mark by the end of the game this winter!
I need to think long and hard about what it is that is missing. I can't come up with a plan until I find out what is not working. That probably means a trip to the doctor as well. I'll continue to maintain even though I'm trying to lose. **le sigh**
I hate how much I've said "ok, this week I'm going to recommit to my goals..." But here I am, saying it again. I will say that while I did not have a good two weeks (or fortnight if you want to sound uppity), I was able to maintain my weight. I look at that as a victory.
Sadly, I was not able to meet my 20 pound goal by my birthday. Last week was really a not got week for me mentally, physically, or emotionally. For the past 2 weeks I've just felt rundown, tired, and generally weak. I worked out some, but my running got cut short because I just could not get my legs to go any farther. I haven't given up though! I'm going to go back and do one day of week 3 and then start week 4 again!
The mental/emotional thing came from outside stress. As I mentioned before, I thought I had misplaced my laptop. Who does that? But I've been stressed and scatterbrained lately, so there you have it. Except, no you don't. Because when I came home from the store on Friday, our 42" TV was gone. Now I KNOW I didn't misplace that! Apparently, someone has been coming into my home and taking my things. I don't know how many of you have ever been robbed, but there's a certain emotional hole that it leaves. Especially since whoever this person is has to have been watching the house to know when all of us are gone. Which means it's probably someone we know. Anyway, that on top of everything else and I just crashed. I just ate what I saw and didn't think about calories or portions or anything other than mindless munching. But I'm back on the program today.
Ok, I think that's enough for now. I'm going to go to work now. Hope everyone had a wonderful Mother's Day weekend!
Today sucked for both your bloggers. I will let Tiff fill you in if she wants to, but my day started off mediocre and went downhill from there. I did lose 2 pounds, but since that's actually still up from where I was, I didn't celebrate it like maybe I should have.
The biggest (and worst) news of the day? I seem to have lost my laptop. How? you may ask... I DON'T KNOW! I am notorious for losing my keys, my debit card, and other small items, but how in the HECK did I misplace an entire computer??? The likelihood of it being stolen is slim seeing as all of our TVs are still here, as well as my iPod and other valuables. Plus my old laptop (it's broken, but you wouldn't know at a glance) is right where I left it. Needless to say, I am feeling a little frustrated and upset. I probably cried for about 2 hours. I tore my room apart. I have looked EVERYWHERE in the house. And when I say everywhere, I mean it. I looked everywhere from the dirty clothes hamper to the kitchen shelves. I cannot find it anywhere. The stress of that may have weakened me towards eating my feelings.... tonight they tasted like a double helping of rice pilaf. :-(
I didn't get to the gym either. I worked from 9-2, then I had to run my little brother to the doctor for an emergency appointment at 2:50 (long story, but he's cleared for school tomorrow at least). When I got home, I realized that my laptop is missing so I spent the rest of the day searching for it (when I wasn't crying my eyes out at the thought of replacing it on a nonexistent budget or all the files that I can't replace). At that point I really wanted to go to the gym and do a spin class or something, but by that time all the classes were over. I could have gone and ridden the bike by myself, but it's different when there's an instructor. Overall, very lame of me but what's done is done.
Ok, I now have to go try to get some sleep. Tomorrow's a new day, and maybe the laptop fairies will find my computer in the night. Here's hoping! -J
Ok... for those of you that DIDN'T watch SNL in the late 90's early 2000's, that joke is lost on you. But because I still quote it to this day, and if I stretch the definition a little it's almost fitness related, I will share it with you.
Moving on! This is our 50th blog post. Can I just say how proud I am of Tiff and myself for not letting this blog die away like so many others? And for not turning it into a long list of excuses as to why we're struggling with our goals? I think we've both been pretty good at admitting "well... that was dumb of me to have 18 milkshakes and 4 cheeseburgers... no wonder I gained my weight back." Not that I think either of us has had a milkshake since we started this thing (I have had a few cheeseburgers), but you get my point!
So, as promised, I was going to explain further about my lack of progress. To be perfectly honest, I don't know what happened to make me gain that 2 pounds back that I had lost. I stuck to my calorie goals and drank plenty of water. I was a little lazy with my strength training, though. Maybe that was it. The last pound I gained came from going out with Greg twice for his birthday, once to Smoky Mountain Brewery and Once to Red Robin (I told you I had a cheeseburger) and eating waaaay too much on Easter. Between all that overindulgence and working more days, I didn't have time for working out. Lamesauce on my part.
This week I am trying to do better. I'm still working towards my goal of a total 20 pounds lost by my birthday... which is only a week from Saturday. I'm not going to beat myself up if I don't make it, but I think I still need to work towards it. Plus, even if I don't make it by my birthday, at least I'll be that much closer to making it at all! Positive, positive, positive.
Speaking of positive, I decided to reward myself for making it to -10lbs. Greg and I were killing time at Target before his Red Robin birthday dinner, and I bought myself a bracelet (I would have posted a picture, but the target site is being ridiculous). It says "dreams become reality one choice at a time." I thought that was appropriate given the circumstances. I have also decided on another reward for myself when I accomplish a my C25k goal.
I found it through a website called One More Mile. I had posted a status on Facebook about how I was always pleasantly surprised when running didn't kill me, and a friend (who is a runner) posted a link to one of their shirts that says "Running won't kill you, you'll pass out first." Ooh, a new place to shop?? So I started looking through their stuff and saw a tab that said "penguin." Now if you know me at all, you know I had to click! I saw this and decided that I would use it as motivation towards that goal. I mean, hello! Inspiration and a PENGUIN?? It will be mine... in about 2 months, lol.
Speaking of my running, I'm doing pretty well if I do say so myself. This week is week 3 and it (obviously) didn't kill me! Almost. I actually had to stop half way through the first time I tried because I was having trouble breathing. It was an Allergy thing, not an exercise thing, but it still upset me. The next night I went through it again and finished. I prayed for 25 minutes straight, but I made it. Seriously! It went something like "Ok God... I know this won't kill me, but I might need some help getting through... just help me breathe through the next 90 seconds... ok, thank You... now let's get through that 3 minute run... ok one minute down, God, help me get through the next 2...." and before I knew it I was in the cool down stage and I was fine. I needed to go again yesterday, but uhm no. I don't know if any of you heard about the storms passing through the South, but it was pretty bad out there, and I was not about to risk my life (or my car!) for I a run I could do today.
Ok, I guess I need to get to that run. I don't have a lot of time before going to work, and I really want to get it done. Later all!
So I'm sitting in my bed watching Regis and Kelly banter in a weird, flirtatious way. I feel like I'm still recouperating from the previous work week. I went to the gym but I didn't meet my goal for gym. I ate out and I ate cookie dough. But mostly I worked. I worked nine days straight. I'm not complaining, but I had no time for me. It was work work work. I got really upset, I would come home, exhausted, so I would go out to eat instead of making a healthy dinner. I tried to eat healthy out for the most part so that's a plus. My husband had also been gone for quite some time now, and on top of that we are still dealing with the stressors of home buying and the financial aspect of that. So anytime I hit a bump in the road with that I'd grab a spoonful of cookie dough. I am lucky I didn't gain all my weight back! As it stands I'm fluttering around my last weigh-in weight of 188.8 and 190. But today I'm like at 189. So at least I am maintaining. I really don't know how to balance everything in my life. Before, I didn't have a job, and when I took this job I was skeptical about still having time for my goals. I was right in my doubts. I need to figure all this out but it isn't going to happen in the near future. Mitch comes home, my mom comes to visit and we are loosing a good, trained worker this week at work and we have SIX new trainees coming in.
