Wednesday, May 11, 2011
May 11th...Day 9
I'M BACK!!! I am watching my food intake now too. That sucks! I like food, and I don't like cutting it out. So I ran another mile tonight. I made decent time, although not my goal that I was going for. I will try that again tomorrow night. It was hotter than crap and muggy-harder to run than I was thinking. Muggy is not my friend, but I sucked it up. It has gone from chilly rainy weather to hot, hot, muggy. Not complaining though. I am wet either way so I would rather be warm!
May 10th...Day 8
We had soccer practice tonight. I coached and then rushed off to my softball game. It wasn't a ton of exercise; however, I wasn't sitting on my bum all night so it was something. Oh, and I did walk a little at lunch today. I am beginning to think I am slacking as I usually do when I start my exercise regimen and can't find time to do it.
I am regrouping tonight. I will not quit again as I feel exceptionally fat tonight. I think I am more bloated from a gas of some sort, but the pants are making me feel more like the Pillsbury dough boy and less like Barbie. Although she is not my realistic goal, I still don't feel like stuffing myself into a pair of pants. It's not a pretty site when your spouse walks in and you are tucking yourself into your pants. The ego has taken a hit today. It is going to bed and starting over again tomorrow!
I am regrouping tonight. I will not quit again as I feel exceptionally fat tonight. I think I am more bloated from a gas of some sort, but the pants are making me feel more like the Pillsbury dough boy and less like Barbie. Although she is not my realistic goal, I still don't feel like stuffing myself into a pair of pants. It's not a pretty site when your spouse walks in and you are tucking yourself into your pants. The ego has taken a hit today. It is going to bed and starting over again tomorrow!
May 9th...Day 7
Ok, I admit, I was lazy today. There's just no other way to say it. When I got home from work, I was tired, wiped out. I didn't want to watch tv, read a book, clean my house (ok, so I don't particularly ever want to clean my house)-I didn't want to do anything. I was in a funk; and although exercise would have totally been the cure, I couldn't do it. When it was time for my kids to go to bed, my daughter and I crashed in my bed.
Moral of the story, today was not so productive; however, on the bright side, sleeping is healthy too!
Moral of the story, today was not so productive; however, on the bright side, sleeping is healthy too!
Sunday, May 8, 2011
May 8th...Day 6...Mother's Day!
So, today is Mother's Day. Somehow, the day flew by. We did work in our yard and take our kids for a walk, but that obviously wasn't enough to get my heart rate going-wow, am I really able to say that?!? Yes!!! Now, I will say that my heart rate was elevated when I had to get up in front of 400 people at church-I about had a coronary, but I didn't lose any weight!
Small goal accomplished: - no longer panting after small walk with kids.
I am actually pretty wiped out today (pretty sure standing in front of the 400 people in the congregation did that alone). A run would have most likely refreshed me, but my allergies have taken over the butt kicking so to bed it is. Tomorrow, I run, box or something exercise related. Tonight, I sleep.
Small goal accomplished: - no longer panting after small walk with kids.
I am actually pretty wiped out today (pretty sure standing in front of the 400 people in the congregation did that alone). A run would have most likely refreshed me, but my allergies have taken over the butt kicking so to bed it is. Tomorrow, I run, box or something exercise related. Tonight, I sleep.
May 7th...Day 5
So today, I rest. That whole smirk thing that Paul had going on yesterday-he wasn't messin' around. I am freakin' sore. I had to pick up my legs to move them and start the morning with icy hot!
Sidenote: My husband had a 7:00am meeting this morning and then we (I coach my daughter's team) had a soccer game so I could not go to the gym as I had originally intended. THANK YOU GOD for bringing those men together this morning. Not sure who would have pushed the gas pedal to get me to the gym!
Luckily, as I previously mentioned, my daughter had a soccer game so it forced me to run around the field with them and loosen up. I was still in pain the rest of the day but able to lift my legs without assistance-getting out of the squatting position-now that was another story.
Oh, did I mention my back??? Forgot about that one!
Sidenote: My husband had a 7:00am meeting this morning and then we (I coach my daughter's team) had a soccer game so I could not go to the gym as I had originally intended. THANK YOU GOD for bringing those men together this morning. Not sure who would have pushed the gas pedal to get me to the gym!
Luckily, as I previously mentioned, my daughter had a soccer game so it forced me to run around the field with them and loosen up. I was still in pain the rest of the day but able to lift my legs without assistance-getting out of the squatting position-now that was another story.
Oh, did I mention my back??? Forgot about that one!
May 6th...Day 4
First Day with Personal Trainer. I had no desire to call him "Hitler" today; but I haven't seen him in over two years so I think he realized how out of shape I could potentially be. He did smirk when he walked by - as to say "I know you aren't going to be able to walk tomorrow, but I am not going to vocalize it on your first day back." I was on to him. After knowing him for about fifteen years, I could read his smirk. His eyes sparkled. I'll be calling him "Hitler" soon.
As far as the workout, I felt good. I did better than I thought I was going to do, but I was using the "kiddie weights" so we'll see. Regardless of the weight size, I was in the gym using them; and that was the important factor!
Bonus to day four-got to see an old friend, Milissa - Paul's wife, partner and LMT. Need a massage, she's awesome!
As far as the workout, I felt good. I did better than I thought I was going to do, but I was using the "kiddie weights" so we'll see. Regardless of the weight size, I was in the gym using them; and that was the important factor!
Bonus to day four-got to see an old friend, Milissa - Paul's wife, partner and LMT. Need a massage, she's awesome!
Friday, May 6, 2011
May 5th...Day 3
I ran a mile tonight-RAN-only walked once!!! Small goals, but I've gotta start somewhere! It felt much better, but it ended there because I need to rest. Tomorrow will be my real test. Tomorrow I am going to start working out with my old friend Paul Manfre of Power Enterprises Inc. and Power Athlete Sports Conditioning. He's been called "Hitler," "The Workout Nazi," and several other names by me personally; but you get the point. He means business-which is what I need so I need to rest up. Early morning!
May 4th...Day 2
I remember, now, why I have procrastinated-getting back into shape SUCKS. The repressed memories came flooding back to me as the flames shot through my quads, calves-pretty much every leg muscle in my body. I think cardio is the hardest. Eventually it will feel better, and that is what keeps me going!
THE REAL ENEMY. Food. I have discovered that food is not going to be my friend. We use to be pals, enjoyed quiet time together; now, it punishes me. How do I find the willpower to not eat? I LOVE food...I WANT food....I NEED food. OMG...stop me!!! I can see that my biggest obstacle is going to be food. I've always been like this; however, two kids later my body reacts differently-holds onto it. My metabolism is close to non-existent, and my pants have taken on a new shape. UUUGGGHHH.
Oh, and according to the height and weight ratio, my target weight should be lower (about 5 lbs.-perhaps we'll address that once I reach MY goal); and I am overweight according to the BMI thing. Never would have considered myself "overweight," but I suppose I'll deal with that too! Who comes up with this crap anyway, the freakin' Barbie designer at Mattel?
THE REAL ENEMY. Food. I have discovered that food is not going to be my friend. We use to be pals, enjoyed quiet time together; now, it punishes me. How do I find the willpower to not eat? I LOVE food...I WANT food....I NEED food. OMG...stop me!!! I can see that my biggest obstacle is going to be food. I've always been like this; however, two kids later my body reacts differently-holds onto it. My metabolism is close to non-existent, and my pants have taken on a new shape. UUUGGGHHH.
Oh, and according to the height and weight ratio, my target weight should be lower (about 5 lbs.-perhaps we'll address that once I reach MY goal); and I am overweight according to the BMI thing. Never would have considered myself "overweight," but I suppose I'll deal with that too! Who comes up with this crap anyway, the freakin' Barbie designer at Mattel?
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
May 3rd...Day 1
I'M ALIVE!!! Today was my "just do it" day-after much procrastination. After I picked up my kids, I decided to measure out a mile so that I could begin somewhere. I got home, ate dinner, and with a five minute break in the rain, decided to go for it. After the kids trying to negotiate their way into my run, my husband saved the day and took them for a walk-and off I went.
The sky was dark to the north so I immediately began mentally preparing-just in case I actually had to sprint the entire mile to get home. I'm not a big fan of lightning dodge so I figured that would be encouragement enough if it came down to it. Luckily, it didn't. I ran and took some breaks to walk. I know, it was only a mile, but it's been awhile. I was simply going into this specific run to get the "addiction" into my system-get my Day 1 over with. I figured I'd never get to Day 60 if I didn't conquer Day 1!
And I did just that. It all came back to me-the way I was able to clearly think when I run, the feeling of rejuvenation when I was finished, the feeling of accomplishment, the pain in my knees - now that was a bit of a new feeling to me as I am not twenty-five anymore, the feeling of not being able to get one last ounce of air out of my lungs-I still get that when I walk up my stairs (that's the one I am trying to overcome). After all of that, a hint of the "runner's high" remained so I am ready for Day 2. Goal accomplished.
The sky was dark to the north so I immediately began mentally preparing-just in case I actually had to sprint the entire mile to get home. I'm not a big fan of lightning dodge so I figured that would be encouragement enough if it came down to it. Luckily, it didn't. I ran and took some breaks to walk. I know, it was only a mile, but it's been awhile. I was simply going into this specific run to get the "addiction" into my system-get my Day 1 over with. I figured I'd never get to Day 60 if I didn't conquer Day 1!
And I did just that. It all came back to me-the way I was able to clearly think when I run, the feeling of rejuvenation when I was finished, the feeling of accomplishment, the pain in my knees - now that was a bit of a new feeling to me as I am not twenty-five anymore, the feeling of not being able to get one last ounce of air out of my lungs-I still get that when I walk up my stairs (that's the one I am trying to overcome). After all of that, a hint of the "runner's high" remained so I am ready for Day 2. Goal accomplished.
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