June 26, 2013

Well, I dug deep...very...very deep.  I walked around the house for a good hour trying to talk myself into working out.  FINALLY!  I am ready to work out.  I hear the dogs barking, go downstairs to find that they were barking at Sammy, our beagle, who escaped the house-AGAIN.  A part of me thought, let's hurry and find the little rascal because I am finally ready to workout.  THE OTHER PART OF ME thought, if this takes awhile, I probably won't have time to workout.  Whew-I finally found a legit (in my mind) excuse to not have to workout tonight.

So we found the dog, in a pretty timely manner considering.  Back at the house, my daughter says, "Well, there's your workout."  Yes!  She's right, I thought.  +
No, not enough to get me into a swimming suit.  Uuggghhh.  Back to the drawing board.  I went into our workout room and paced.  Finally I could taste the metal between my teeth.  I bit the bullet and started P90X.  My kids (5 and 8) started it with me so I was somewhat distracted from the pain I was about to endure.  Two and a half minutes into the warm-up, Tony Horton was talking about the fact that it was indeed a warm-up; and my daughter dropped her arms and said, "This is only a warm-up?"  To which my son says, "I thought we were working out!"  I didn't have the heart to tell them that there was actually sixty six and a half minutes of hell still to come.

My kids hung for awhile, clearly doing their own version of P90X.  They seemed to be having more fun than I was with my version.  Perhaps I too should do their version, I thought for a minute.  But as they dropped, one by one, from their version, I figured I would stick with mine and go for the results!

So I did it!  Sixty nine minutes with Tony Horton.  Come to find out, there are apparently several types of push-ups that I am not able to do.  Who knew there were several types of push-ups?  Since it was my first night, I opted against the decline push-ups so I could save my blood for the rest of my body that was going to desperately need it.  And I feel somewhat proud of the fact that I am a strong athletic woman, but I seriously need to work on my coordination when it comes to the - well, I don't even know what they were called.  What I know is that my body DID NOT move in the direction demonstrated on the screen.  Oh well, I worked out; and that was a huge step tonight.

Now, I sleep.

June 25, 2013

I caved.  I didn't want to; I even felt a little guilty, but I had a bad morning with my kids.  I cried.  I felt guilty.  I ate FRIED PICKLES.  There, I said it.  They were the best thing I had ever eaten.  Had the option of fried strawberries or fried tofu been an option perhaps I would have chosen one, but it wasn't.

As far as my workout goes, I am T.I.R.E.D.  Everything about me is tired tonight.  I'd like to think I am going to get a second wind, but it just ain't happenin'!  I am ok with it because I know it is not because I am quitting.  I just need a rest and will be right back at it tomorrow!

Must sleep.

June 24, 2013

PROLOGUE.  During a hot Sunday afternoon, my husband, Rodney, tells me that he is sick of being overweight and has decided that we are going to start working out and start doing our Body By Vi shakes again.  I am not sure where him wanting to lose weight brings me into the pic; however, I figure that eventually I will be swimsuit bound so I play along.  Later, as I discuss my workout room with some friends, Rod chimes in saying that I won't use it anyway, blah, blah, blah.  (He's a talker so I take him with a grain of salt)  However, he goes on to say that we are going to do it "Rod's way," and since he is overweight (his words), I am not sure exactly what that is-but it exists in his mind.  So one thing leads to another and the workout challenge is on.

MONDAY.  I woke up feeling like I was going to vomit.  No idea where it came from, perhaps my fear of starting this whole workout thing again, but there it was.  Crap, I think.  I cannot use the "I'm sick" excuse on the first day of our challenge!  I lay in bed, eyes closed, trying to coerce myself into working out when I hear Rod jump into the shower.  There is no way that little punk worked out, I think.  Ok so I convince myself that it is ok-I am going to workout tonight.

A few hours later while on the phone with Rod, I say, "what happened to your workout?"  I admit, I got complete and utter pleasure out of his morning defeat.  So anyway, he says that he slept through the alarm.  I proceeded to inform him that if that is the "Rod Way,"  he will surely continue to be "overweight."  "I don't think the Rod Way will work for me."  He laughed it off, but I feel a checkmate coming on!

First workout down!  I consider this to be the hardest-the first step to my weight loss recovery.  It felt soooooo great to workout again.  I did cardio and boxed, and it was the most refreshing feeling; I cannot believe I put it off this long.  When I was finished, I ran to my computer so I could update the fan club!  Yeah, ok, run I did not, it was more of a soggy limp, I admit.  I opened my computer, tried to use the mouse....and my hands were shaking.  At some point during my workout, a feeble, unsteady being took over my body.  My hands trembled; I couldn't type.  How could this be?  I felt refreshed and strong...  I resorted to sitting, drinking water and letting my body adjust to the shock that it had just been re-introduced to-the new reality of it's future unearthed.  I slept REALLY REALLY well.  Day one check!

June 23, 2013

Third time's a charm....they say.  My last couple of blogs, over a year ago, indicated that I wasn't giving up.  UUGGGHHH.  I did.  I appear to suck at this game!  My husband, however, challenged me today...in front of witnesses....he tried to call me out.  Well, he's no spring chicken so I am taking his challenge.  He can stop drinking pop and lose more weight than me, he says.  He had me type up a spreadsheet and we are starting our shakes tomorrow; he has a plan, he says.  I can beat him at this challenge if I dig deep to find the willpower that I have apparently concealed, all too well I might add, somewhere within.  PLUS, it would be a bonus to fit into my wedding dress on my 40th birthday this year!  So I encourage you to follow this time as there should be humor, suffering, humiliation and additional emotions that one of the two of us will most likely discover.  Happy following!

January 10th, 2012

Oh my glutes!  I am definitely feeling the 1000 rep workout that I did the other night, and I am NOT complaining.  I hated every minute of it; however, I am loving the pain...work muscles work.

Still no pop to report-10 days and counting!!!  I have decided that next week, I get down and dirty with the food.  I am going to try a program that one of my friend's swears by, and she has the results to show it so there must be some truth to it.  Haven't seen her lately, but I hear she looks amazing!  I am just not sure how far my will power will go on the food side...  It's amazing how the mind can mess with you-mine thinks it's just one big funny game.

Well, until my workout tonight, I have nothing else to report.

Stay healthy!

January 8th, 2012

Just when you thought I wasn't coming back again...here I am.  I am not quitting this time so expect to see many updates.

My biggest accomplishment this week is my one week anniversary of NO POP!  Sounds minute right?  It's not though-not for me.  Luckily, until today, it hasn't really bothered me.  But, today, today I wanted a Mountain Dew like a baby wants it's mamma's nipple.  I, however, chose against the nipple and grabbed a bottle of water!!!  I can't tell you how many times I circled our kitchen island.  Luckily, I about got ran over by my daughter in roller skates-breaking my cycle of it wants me to drink it, it wants me to say no, it wants me to drink it, it wants me to say no...I curse you Mountain Dew for tasting so good.  No worries, my husband thinks I'm nuts too!

As for the fitness part, after two straight days of working out, I was done-exhausted, not working out.  I was wiped out and seriously prayed that I wasn't slipping into old habits.  I watched the Biggest Loser for motivation, stayed connected to the health and fitness group that I am connected to and circled back.  I LOVE working out, and I HATE that I have gotten away from it.

Tonight I tried this 1000 rep workout, and wow, kudos to those who did 1000 reps the first time out.  I did not, however, I plan on doing it weekly or bi-weekly to build up to the 1000.  It was a really great workout!  I can't wait to do the entire thing!!!

So, my point, set goals (even if you have to baby step your way to your big goals, it all adds up), find support (I'm sure there are those who don't need it, but if you do-and I am one of the "do's," find it) and don't give up.  No matter what size you are or where you are with health and fitness, it is hard to get going and keep with it; however, you can do it.  If you are exhausted, go for a walk.  You'd be surprised to find out how energizing it can be.  And, don't worry, I'll take my own advice!

January 2, 2012

Well, I overcame the first workout (aside from the first run, the hardest part of working out)-P90X Kenpo topped with Just Dance 3 on the Wii with my daughter.  I have also found a group of ladies with similar goals that I know will help keep me focused.  Some friends at church have convinced me to register for the Air Force Marathon; however, the marathon concept does nothing for me so I have chosen to do the 10K the night before.

Aside from all of the great support and events to work towards, I found the ultimate motivation today!  I took my dreaded (and I now know why they are ever so dreaded) "BEFORE" pictures.  I hate how I have let myself go so I have big plans to print the pics and write my goals underneath so I can look at them daily!

I hear the voices of The Smurfs and the laughter of young ones permeating the walls which tells me that I must go join priority one....my family.