Lost a half pound this week. Not the stellar results I would have liked, but between a week of travel and being sick as a dog (still) I'm pretty happy. I'm home this week so the goal is to try and stay on track as much as possible. It's hard to get a habit set when you travel so much.
Even thought is "only" a half pound, it's still a loss. When I look back at my first NS journey, I averaged a pound a week. Some weeks were awesome, a lot were just a half pound, and still more were zero. I'll take a half pound over a zero. ;)
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Week #2 Results
No loss. No gain.
A couple of noteworthy things this week:
A couple of noteworthy things this week:
- NS food arrived about mid-way through the week. Still trying to adjust.
- I'm traveling.
- All 4 of us got sick this week and I've been on meds that have made my stomach VERY upset. So, eating healthy was not top priority.
- Had to shorten week by 1 days. I realized that with my travel schedule, I'd never be home on weigh-in day.
So, all of that factored into the equation, I'm cool with zero. Now, if I can just get past the sinus infection and stomach virus, maybe I'll have a chance.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Week #1 Results - 3 pounds down!
WOO HOO! A three pound loss this week! And, I did it without the food (still hasn't arrived - grrr). I'm shooting for another three this week, so we'll see how that goes.
This week I focused on re-familiarizing myself with the NS plan, stocking up on healthy choices, and just getting my body ready for exercise again. I did manage to get in a 2-mile walk this week, and I plan to get in more exercise this week.
I'm ready to be done with this once and for all. I'm off to a great start!
This week I focused on re-familiarizing myself with the NS plan, stocking up on healthy choices, and just getting my body ready for exercise again. I did manage to get in a 2-mile walk this week, and I plan to get in more exercise this week.
I'm ready to be done with this once and for all. I'm off to a great start!
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
Starting Again
Okay, I've given it a lot of thought since my last post and have decided it is time to begin again. This time will be different because I know I can do it - I've done it before. I think it's taken me this long to let go of the fact that I gained weight back. You know what? It happened, and it is what it is.
I know that when I was at 179.5 I felt better - sexier - more confident. I felt this even though I wasn't at my goal weight. They way I'm looking at it now is that I can only improve from where I am now - 210.
You know, it's hard to see that 210 again, but I'm trying to remember I saw 250 at one point in my life. So, while it's hard to know that I gained over 30 pounds back, I do take comfort that I still kept 40 pounds off.
So, I begin anew. I've ordered NS food off of ebay - about 6 weeks worth. I'll be honest - I'm not looking forward to the food again, but it darn well worked for me before, so I know it will work again. My plan is to eat the food for 6 weeks and then go back to NS on my own. I'm also going to track WW points while I'm on NS. Who knows - maybe the reason I've been struggling with WW is because my points are too high? Anyway, I know that WW is the plan for the long haul, but I've got to get a good kick start.
My food hasn't arrived yet, so this week will be about NS without the food. Wish me luck.
I know that when I was at 179.5 I felt better - sexier - more confident. I felt this even though I wasn't at my goal weight. They way I'm looking at it now is that I can only improve from where I am now - 210.
You know, it's hard to see that 210 again, but I'm trying to remember I saw 250 at one point in my life. So, while it's hard to know that I gained over 30 pounds back, I do take comfort that I still kept 40 pounds off.
So, I begin anew. I've ordered NS food off of ebay - about 6 weeks worth. I'll be honest - I'm not looking forward to the food again, but it darn well worked for me before, so I know it will work again. My plan is to eat the food for 6 weeks and then go back to NS on my own. I'm also going to track WW points while I'm on NS. Who knows - maybe the reason I've been struggling with WW is because my points are too high? Anyway, I know that WW is the plan for the long haul, but I've got to get a good kick start.
My food hasn't arrived yet, so this week will be about NS without the food. Wish me luck.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Another Year Bites the Dust
Wow, it has been over a year since my last post. Where did the time go? Oh yeah, work, baby, work, travel, work, new business, work . . .
I do find it interesting that this seems to be the time of year I start to think about weight loss again. I start looking around at all the plans - Weight Watchers, Jenny, Nutrisystem - trying to decide if I should take the plunge again. When I did NS the first time I started in March. Very interesting.
The good news is that, in this year, I've managed to maintain my weight. So, it's nice to know that I can maintain once I finally reach goal. But, on the down side, there's another year gone where I didn't take the opportunity to finally get to where I want to be.
So, here I sit today, trying to decide if I'm ready. I've had many false starts this year, and I don't want another one. This time I want to finish, and, if I can't get there, I don't want to start yet.
I do find it interesting that this seems to be the time of year I start to think about weight loss again. I start looking around at all the plans - Weight Watchers, Jenny, Nutrisystem - trying to decide if I should take the plunge again. When I did NS the first time I started in March. Very interesting.
The good news is that, in this year, I've managed to maintain my weight. So, it's nice to know that I can maintain once I finally reach goal. But, on the down side, there's another year gone where I didn't take the opportunity to finally get to where I want to be.
So, here I sit today, trying to decide if I'm ready. I've had many false starts this year, and I don't want another one. This time I want to finish, and, if I can't get there, I don't want to start yet.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Week ?
I'm not even sure what week it is, and I guess it really doesn't matter. The important thing is that I'm still moving forward, despite everything that is going on around me. When I weighed in this morning I was pleased to see 204.5. While I'm very anxious to get back under 200 again, it was a thrill to see a number lower than 205 on the scale.
I'm especially proud of this because I've been stress eating this week. With Mikey's surgery (see Michael's Site for more info), it's been hard to keep control. Fortunately surgery #1 is now behind us and we can focus on getting well.
I'll keep it brief today as I am exhausted from the last few day's events. That, and there's a baby that wants his mama . . . I have to go find her - LOL!
I'm especially proud of this because I've been stress eating this week. With Mikey's surgery (see Michael's Site for more info), it's been hard to keep control. Fortunately surgery #1 is now behind us and we can focus on getting well.
I'll keep it brief today as I am exhausted from the last few day's events. That, and there's a baby that wants his mama . . . I have to go find her - LOL!
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Week 5 & 6
I didn't post anything last weekend about week 5 because I just didn't feel well. Fortunately, I've managed to dodge the flu bug that is going around, so that wasn't the source of my illness. Rather, I had some serious dental work done that kept me feeling pretty crappy for a good week. That, combined with the fact that I only wanted to eat soft foods, led to a gain for the week. No biggie, though, because I took it right back off this week.
Overall I'm only one pound down since beginning this journey, which makes me question my commitment. Obviously, something is keeping me from focusing on my goals. So, I had to do something.
I decided I needed to get back on pre-packaged meals. I hate to do it. It is so darn expensive and I really don't want to spend the money. But, I know that I am eating emotionally and not dealing with the issues that I need to face. Ultimately I decided to enroll in Jenny Craig.
I picked JC because I have heard it is very similar to the NS plan - which it is. However, the food is so much better. I would describe the difference as eating a TV dinner versus a real, cooked meal. Besides, after a year on the NS plan there was no way I could put any of that food in my mouth again. Yeah, it's decent, but it's kind of like Raman noodles for me. I ate those so much in college that the mere smell makes my stomach turn.
Today markes day 4 for me. I was 100% perfect on days 1 and 2. Yesterday I had a dinner with the family at a Mexican food restaurant. I was good for every meal the rest of the day and made the best choice possible for dinner, but I knew that meal would set me back. After eating Mexican food I tend to put on 2-3 pounds right away from the excess salt. But, I know I can get that right back off if I keep it 100% today.
Overall I'm only one pound down since beginning this journey, which makes me question my commitment. Obviously, something is keeping me from focusing on my goals. So, I had to do something.
I decided I needed to get back on pre-packaged meals. I hate to do it. It is so darn expensive and I really don't want to spend the money. But, I know that I am eating emotionally and not dealing with the issues that I need to face. Ultimately I decided to enroll in Jenny Craig.
I picked JC because I have heard it is very similar to the NS plan - which it is. However, the food is so much better. I would describe the difference as eating a TV dinner versus a real, cooked meal. Besides, after a year on the NS plan there was no way I could put any of that food in my mouth again. Yeah, it's decent, but it's kind of like Raman noodles for me. I ate those so much in college that the mere smell makes my stomach turn.
Today markes day 4 for me. I was 100% perfect on days 1 and 2. Yesterday I had a dinner with the family at a Mexican food restaurant. I was good for every meal the rest of the day and made the best choice possible for dinner, but I knew that meal would set me back. After eating Mexican food I tend to put on 2-3 pounds right away from the excess salt. But, I know I can get that right back off if I keep it 100% today.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Week #4: Back on Track
I'm happy to report a 3.5 pound loss this week. Yeah, that puts me back to where I was at the end of week 1, but if you take the gain, you get to take the loss again, right? I'm also thrilled about losing 3 inches!
I finally figured out what my trigger was. You see, I knew I was eating crap and not exercising. The thing was I couldn't figure out why. I was no longer "waking up" to find myself with a cookie in my mouth. Instead, I was having the discussion with the cookie and eating it anyway (see prior post).
So, I knew something was making me do the wrong thing, even though I knew the right thing to do.
I was hanging out with the Shrinkers and one of them said something about not feeling like she deserves to be thin. Those words struck a serious chord for me.
I realized that I am carrying a lot of guilt for Michael's condition and for not being all gung-ho and thrilled during my pregnancy. While I don't blame myself for Michael's condition at a logical level, I guess I feel like I'm getting punished for not wanting the pregnancy in the first place, and for not embracing the new life as the pregnancy progressed.
I realize now that my not bonding during pregnancy was probably God's way of protecting me from the devestation that would surely have occurred when I found out Victoria was actually Michael. Yeah, I was a bit disappointed, but I wasn't devestated - KWIM?
I was never able to picture myself with a little girl the entire time I was pregnant. This was SO different from the experience I had with Jacob. Ultimately I had convinced myself that I was not going to survive delivery, and had made preparations as such. I think the outcome that I got was MUCH better.
But, back to my original point . . .
I think that I was punishing myself for not being the "perfect mom" during pregnancy and for those feelings of "I really don't want to do this." Bottom line is this . . . Michael is awesome and he is an absolute blessing to our family. Yeah, he gets cranky and he's a little PITA when it comes time to go to bed, but the transformation he has made in my life, my husband's life and Jacob's life is truly remarkable.
So, I have to forgive myself for the past and move on, (something I have a hard time doing anyway). I struggled with that this week, but ultimately made some progress. I only ate half the cookie . . .
I finally figured out what my trigger was. You see, I knew I was eating crap and not exercising. The thing was I couldn't figure out why. I was no longer "waking up" to find myself with a cookie in my mouth. Instead, I was having the discussion with the cookie and eating it anyway (see prior post).
So, I knew something was making me do the wrong thing, even though I knew the right thing to do.
I was hanging out with the Shrinkers and one of them said something about not feeling like she deserves to be thin. Those words struck a serious chord for me.
I realized that I am carrying a lot of guilt for Michael's condition and for not being all gung-ho and thrilled during my pregnancy. While I don't blame myself for Michael's condition at a logical level, I guess I feel like I'm getting punished for not wanting the pregnancy in the first place, and for not embracing the new life as the pregnancy progressed.
I realize now that my not bonding during pregnancy was probably God's way of protecting me from the devestation that would surely have occurred when I found out Victoria was actually Michael. Yeah, I was a bit disappointed, but I wasn't devestated - KWIM?
I was never able to picture myself with a little girl the entire time I was pregnant. This was SO different from the experience I had with Jacob. Ultimately I had convinced myself that I was not going to survive delivery, and had made preparations as such. I think the outcome that I got was MUCH better.
But, back to my original point . . .
I think that I was punishing myself for not being the "perfect mom" during pregnancy and for those feelings of "I really don't want to do this." Bottom line is this . . . Michael is awesome and he is an absolute blessing to our family. Yeah, he gets cranky and he's a little PITA when it comes time to go to bed, but the transformation he has made in my life, my husband's life and Jacob's life is truly remarkable.
So, I have to forgive myself for the past and move on, (something I have a hard time doing anyway). I struggled with that this week, but ultimately made some progress. I only ate half the cookie . . .
Monday, February 18, 2008
Week #3: No Words
I'm at 210.
I am pissed at myself. Really, really pissed.
No excuses.
I am just not doing what I need to do to get where I want to go.
I am pissed at myself. Really, really pissed.
No excuses.
I am just not doing what I need to do to get where I want to go.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
An interesting discussion . . .
Before I lost 50+ pounds a year ago I would find myself eating without realizing it - almost as if I "woke up" with that cookie in my mouth.
Now I stare at the cookie and have a discussion.
"I shouldn't eat you."
"Yes, you are right. You should NOT eat me."
"But you look so good."
"I'm not really good. I taste bad. Go away."
"You lie. I KNOW you taste good. And I want something sweet."
"You will hate yourself later. Go walk on the treadmill. Have a glass of water. Get your fat butt up to the gym. Do something, ANYTHING but eat me."
"I want you, though."
"Throw me in the trash."
"But that would be wasteful."
"Undoing all your work this week would be wasteful. Go away."
Even though the cookie is making a lot of sense, I eventually eat it anyway.
So, it's good that I'm making conscious and informed decisions about my food, but what is in me that still makes me eat the bad anyway? I feel bad for the person I was a few years ago that was uninformed. But, now that I am informed, I'm mad as hell at myself for STILL making the bad choices. It's kind of like knowing the oven is hot but still sticking your head in anyway.
Gotta run. The potato chips are are whispering . . .
Now I stare at the cookie and have a discussion.
"I shouldn't eat you."
"Yes, you are right. You should NOT eat me."
"But you look so good."
"I'm not really good. I taste bad. Go away."
"You lie. I KNOW you taste good. And I want something sweet."
"You will hate yourself later. Go walk on the treadmill. Have a glass of water. Get your fat butt up to the gym. Do something, ANYTHING but eat me."
"I want you, though."
"Throw me in the trash."
"But that would be wasteful."
"Undoing all your work this week would be wasteful. Go away."
Even though the cookie is making a lot of sense, I eventually eat it anyway.
So, it's good that I'm making conscious and informed decisions about my food, but what is in me that still makes me eat the bad anyway? I feel bad for the person I was a few years ago that was uninformed. But, now that I am informed, I'm mad as hell at myself for STILL making the bad choices. It's kind of like knowing the oven is hot but still sticking your head in anyway.
Gotta run. The potato chips are are whispering . . .
Week #2: aka I Dunno
Well, I have nothing to report for week two.
Last week ended up being a whirl of craziness with tons of travel, long days and late nights, and several work-related functions.
(If you read between the lines, that means I didn't exercise and I didn't stick to my nutrition plan).
Knowing that weighing myself would only send me into a fit of rage which would ultimately lead to more eating, I decided to skip weigh-in last week. This week I've been more focused on the nutrition plan. Still not perfect, but MUCH better than last week. No exercise this week - yet. I plan to do SOMETHING today.
So, I'll weigh in for Week #3.
Last week ended up being a whirl of craziness with tons of travel, long days and late nights, and several work-related functions.
(If you read between the lines, that means I didn't exercise and I didn't stick to my nutrition plan).
Knowing that weighing myself would only send me into a fit of rage which would ultimately lead to more eating, I decided to skip weigh-in last week. This week I've been more focused on the nutrition plan. Still not perfect, but MUCH better than last week. No exercise this week - yet. I plan to do SOMETHING today.
So, I'll weigh in for Week #3.
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Week #1: Yeah, yeah, another Week #1
If you've read my blog for any length of time, you know this is at least my 3rd "Week #1."
Well, get over it. I finally have! LOL!
This week showed a 0.5 pound loss. Kind of lame for week #1. But, considering that the scale was going up and up and up and up, I'm glad to have reversed the trend. Plus, training and nutrition were not 100% on point this week.
Good Things for the Week
-Worked out 3 times
-Started weight lifting (yeah, I'm gonna be BUFF!)
-Swam laps 1 time
-Stayed on nutrition plan 75% of time
Bad Things for the Week
-Avoided the bike
-Did not run
-Strayed from nutrition plan 25% of time (and when I strayed, I strayed BIG!)
-Had a margarita
So, when you take the good and add in the bad, I'm pretty darn happy with a loss.
I need to get back to working out 6 days a week, but I know that won't happen this week. I have a lot going on at work and have some work-related functions I have to attend afterhours, so I'll be doing good to make it 3 times. But, I WILL make it at least 3 times this week.
Well, get over it. I finally have! LOL!
This week showed a 0.5 pound loss. Kind of lame for week #1. But, considering that the scale was going up and up and up and up, I'm glad to have reversed the trend. Plus, training and nutrition were not 100% on point this week.
Good Things for the Week
-Worked out 3 times
-Started weight lifting (yeah, I'm gonna be BUFF!)
-Swam laps 1 time
-Stayed on nutrition plan 75% of time
Bad Things for the Week
-Avoided the bike
-Did not run
-Strayed from nutrition plan 25% of time (and when I strayed, I strayed BIG!)
-Had a margarita
So, when you take the good and add in the bad, I'm pretty darn happy with a loss.
I need to get back to working out 6 days a week, but I know that won't happen this week. I have a lot going on at work and have some work-related functions I have to attend afterhours, so I'll be doing good to make it 3 times. But, I WILL make it at least 3 times this week.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
A New Beginning
And it begins again.
I had to let go.
Let go of the fact that I had put on 30 pounds when having a baby.
Let go of the fact that my fitness level isn't where it was before I got pregnant.
Let go of the fact that my timeline for my fitness goals had to be adjusted.
Let go of my anger that I had to regain some territory that had previously been conquered.
I started my weekly weight loss tracker over. My new starting weight is 207. The counting begins today.
I changed my blog template.
The past is in the past. Today is what matters.
I had to let go.
Let go of the fact that I had put on 30 pounds when having a baby.
Let go of the fact that my fitness level isn't where it was before I got pregnant.
Let go of the fact that my timeline for my fitness goals had to be adjusted.
Let go of my anger that I had to regain some territory that had previously been conquered.
I started my weekly weight loss tracker over. My new starting weight is 207. The counting begins today.
I changed my blog template.
The past is in the past. Today is what matters.
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Struggling
12/09/2007
I'm struggling. Big time.
For a while (or at least up until a week ago) I was doing great on the exercise but lousy on the diet. Now, I've completely slacked off on the exercise (minus the 5K I walked on Saturday, which I only did because I did it with a good friend). In addition, I've gone crazy with the food. I didn't think my food habits could get any worse, but they have.
It's bad.
I know that I am emotional eating.
I know it. But I can't stop it.
In fact, it seems to be creating a vicious cycle.
The number on the scale is going up. I haven't officially weighed in during the last two weeks because I didn't want to post a gain. When I checked this morning I was at 206.
There. I said it.
Two-oh-freaking-six.
Crap.
I have got to get control, but I'm having a hard time doing so. I am feeling so anxious about everything right now - money, the holidays, my birthday, Michael's upcoming surgery, Jacob's behavior at school, Vince not having a job, my job, my having to "delay" my goals to have another baby . . .
I know that running will help with the stress. I know that a proper diet will help with the running.
But . . . I . . . don't . . . want . . . to . . . work . . . so . . . hard . . . right . . . now.
What the heck is wrong with me?
It was one thing to do this to myself when I didn't know better. But I do know better now. And that makes me even more anxious.
Someone save me from myself.
I'm struggling. Big time.
For a while (or at least up until a week ago) I was doing great on the exercise but lousy on the diet. Now, I've completely slacked off on the exercise (minus the 5K I walked on Saturday, which I only did because I did it with a good friend). In addition, I've gone crazy with the food. I didn't think my food habits could get any worse, but they have.
It's bad.
I know that I am emotional eating.
I know it. But I can't stop it.
In fact, it seems to be creating a vicious cycle.
The number on the scale is going up. I haven't officially weighed in during the last two weeks because I didn't want to post a gain. When I checked this morning I was at 206.
There. I said it.
Two-oh-freaking-six.
Crap.
I have got to get control, but I'm having a hard time doing so. I am feeling so anxious about everything right now - money, the holidays, my birthday, Michael's upcoming surgery, Jacob's behavior at school, Vince not having a job, my job, my having to "delay" my goals to have another baby . . .
I know that running will help with the stress. I know that a proper diet will help with the running.
But . . . I . . . don't . . . want . . . to . . . work . . . so . . . hard . . . right . . . now.
What the heck is wrong with me?
It was one thing to do this to myself when I didn't know better. But I do know better now. And that makes me even more anxious.
Someone save me from myself.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Week #4: Hmmmmm
10/26/2007
No loss. No gain. That goes for weight and inches. Considering it was T'giving and I did not put myself on restriction, I guess I'm happy with those results.
I am struggling with eating right. It seems like I'll do really well for breakfast and lunch, but then I do something stupid around 3:00. That fruit and dairy just doesn't cut it . . . I want CHOCOLATE! It seems this little chocolate habit I developed while preggers is very hard to break.
I spent some time evaluating why I'm doing this, paying particular attention to my emotional triggers.
Am I sad? No.
Am I happy? Well, yeah, but no more than usual. (It's that giddy stuff that triggers eating.)
Am I mad? No.
Am I depressed? No.
Am I stressed? No.
Well, okay maybe a little stressed.
On one hand I feel less stress than I've felt in years. Vince is home with the baby so the day-to-day routine is much less hectic. But, I think that "normal" stress has been replaced by bigger stress.
-Vince isn't working now so I have to keep an eye on finances. It stinks. I know it's doable, but I hate obsessing about money. Although, maybe that's better than obsessing about food.
-Michael has a surgery coming up and I'm dreading it. I know he needs it, but it's still scary. And, it's just the first one in a series. I'm trying to adopt the "sooner begun, sooner done" outlook, but I hate the fact that my tiny little guy will go under the knife.
-I don't have my outlets like I use to. I just started to run again, but it's not at the level I would like it to be. I know it will take some time to build back up to where I was, but still, I miss that release.
-I'm not biking or swimming yet. I miss those activities a lot. I'm tempted to set my bike back up in my living room, but good grief, I'm not sure where I'd put it. (I lost my office and sewing room when Michael came along, so that's now in the living room where I use to have my treadmill and bike.) Also, swimming requires I leave the house and, unless I can do that in the middle of the day (can you say WORK?) that isn't going to work for the family schedule.
So, yeah, maybe I do have some stress. I've lost my "good" coping mechanisms and have truned to the "bad" ones. That's why the food is out of control.
That will be $500, doc.
No loss. No gain. That goes for weight and inches. Considering it was T'giving and I did not put myself on restriction, I guess I'm happy with those results.
I am struggling with eating right. It seems like I'll do really well for breakfast and lunch, but then I do something stupid around 3:00. That fruit and dairy just doesn't cut it . . . I want CHOCOLATE! It seems this little chocolate habit I developed while preggers is very hard to break.
I spent some time evaluating why I'm doing this, paying particular attention to my emotional triggers.
Am I sad? No.
Am I happy? Well, yeah, but no more than usual. (It's that giddy stuff that triggers eating.)
Am I mad? No.
Am I depressed? No.
Am I stressed? No.
Well, okay maybe a little stressed.
On one hand I feel less stress than I've felt in years. Vince is home with the baby so the day-to-day routine is much less hectic. But, I think that "normal" stress has been replaced by bigger stress.
-Vince isn't working now so I have to keep an eye on finances. It stinks. I know it's doable, but I hate obsessing about money. Although, maybe that's better than obsessing about food.
-Michael has a surgery coming up and I'm dreading it. I know he needs it, but it's still scary. And, it's just the first one in a series. I'm trying to adopt the "sooner begun, sooner done" outlook, but I hate the fact that my tiny little guy will go under the knife.
-I don't have my outlets like I use to. I just started to run again, but it's not at the level I would like it to be. I know it will take some time to build back up to where I was, but still, I miss that release.
-I'm not biking or swimming yet. I miss those activities a lot. I'm tempted to set my bike back up in my living room, but good grief, I'm not sure where I'd put it. (I lost my office and sewing room when Michael came along, so that's now in the living room where I use to have my treadmill and bike.) Also, swimming requires I leave the house and, unless I can do that in the middle of the day (can you say WORK?) that isn't going to work for the family schedule.
So, yeah, maybe I do have some stress. I've lost my "good" coping mechanisms and have truned to the "bad" ones. That's why the food is out of control.
That will be $500, doc.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Week #3: I'm Going the Wrong Way!
11/19/2007
WTH? I'm going the wrong way!
Up a pound.
Gained 1.50 inches back.
What gives?
I was extremely good on the exercise. Walked three times this week - 2.8 miles, 3.1 miles and 3.3 miles.
I was better on the diet. Yeah, still not where I need to be, but better. Maybe not good enough to lose, but to GAIN?????
sigh
I guess I'll repeat Step One again! I refuse to give up, but I'd like to see progress.
WTH? I'm going the wrong way!
Up a pound.
Gained 1.50 inches back.
What gives?
I was extremely good on the exercise. Walked three times this week - 2.8 miles, 3.1 miles and 3.3 miles.
I was better on the diet. Yeah, still not where I need to be, but better. Maybe not good enough to lose, but to GAIN?????
sigh
I guess I'll repeat Step One again! I refuse to give up, but I'd like to see progress.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Week #2: Repeat
11/13/2007
Okay, so week one was not stellar scale-wise. When I look back, I realize I did not set myself up to be successful. I pretty much forgot the NS plan and didn't bother to look it up again until mid-week. Sure enough, I "mis-remembered" a few points. Also, I didn't prepare my pantry. Instead of stocking the house with the good stuff, I still had the bad stuff. So, when hunger struck and it was time to eat some chopped-up veggies, I was left with potato chips. I did try my best, but there were a few stressors this week as well (ex: Vince losing his job and a birthday party). All-in-all I'm actually happy that I did not gain.
Also, even though I only walked one day, I did manage to shed 1.75 inches. So, hey, rather than beating myself up, I'll just go back to step one and start again.
Now, I just need to get my fitness routine figured out again. I'm having a VERY hard time forcing myself to take it easy. I'm mentally ready to do my swim, bike and run routine, but everything I've read is telling me I need to take it VERY easy. Common sense is telling me that I need to be walking 5 miles three times a week before I start jogging again and that I really should not try biking until at least January. I do NOT want to injure myself and everything I've read says my ligaments will still be loose for at least another three months.
UGH!
For those of you that know me, you know how much this is driving me crazy. I am such a planner and have a hard time letting go of my plans. When I look at what my triathlon-related goals were for 2007 and 2008 and see where I am now, I get frustrated. My natural reaction is to double-up and make up lost ground, but that would just lead to injury, which would set me back further. I'm trying to tell myself that everything has just shifted by one year, but it's hard to let go of wanting to do my first ironman by age 40. So what if I do it at 41. The point is that I plan to do it. I just need that nagging little voice to SHUT UP! :)
Okay, so week one was not stellar scale-wise. When I look back, I realize I did not set myself up to be successful. I pretty much forgot the NS plan and didn't bother to look it up again until mid-week. Sure enough, I "mis-remembered" a few points. Also, I didn't prepare my pantry. Instead of stocking the house with the good stuff, I still had the bad stuff. So, when hunger struck and it was time to eat some chopped-up veggies, I was left with potato chips. I did try my best, but there were a few stressors this week as well (ex: Vince losing his job and a birthday party). All-in-all I'm actually happy that I did not gain.
Also, even though I only walked one day, I did manage to shed 1.75 inches. So, hey, rather than beating myself up, I'll just go back to step one and start again.
Now, I just need to get my fitness routine figured out again. I'm having a VERY hard time forcing myself to take it easy. I'm mentally ready to do my swim, bike and run routine, but everything I've read is telling me I need to take it VERY easy. Common sense is telling me that I need to be walking 5 miles three times a week before I start jogging again and that I really should not try biking until at least January. I do NOT want to injure myself and everything I've read says my ligaments will still be loose for at least another three months.
UGH!
For those of you that know me, you know how much this is driving me crazy. I am such a planner and have a hard time letting go of my plans. When I look at what my triathlon-related goals were for 2007 and 2008 and see where I am now, I get frustrated. My natural reaction is to double-up and make up lost ground, but that would just lead to injury, which would set me back further. I'm trying to tell myself that everything has just shifted by one year, but it's hard to let go of wanting to do my first ironman by age 40. So what if I do it at 41. The point is that I plan to do it. I just need that nagging little voice to SHUT UP! :)
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Week #1: Step One
11/04/2007
Today is the day. We're back at it.
It sucked to see 201.5 on the scale. It sucked to see that I need to lose 22 pounds to get back to where I was. It sucks to know that, in a few moments I'll be going for a walk when I really want to go for a run.
But . . .
At least I'm starting on the journey again.
I know it will probably take 11 weeks to lose those 22 pounds again, assuming I lose two pounds per week. I know it will probably take at least 4-6 weeks before I'll be ready to attempt to jog again.
But . . .
I will lose those 22 pounds again. And I will run again.
It's hard to not be discouraged. But, it's harder to get up off the couch and do something about it.
I choose to do something about it.
Today is the day. We're back at it.
It sucked to see 201.5 on the scale. It sucked to see that I need to lose 22 pounds to get back to where I was. It sucks to know that, in a few moments I'll be going for a walk when I really want to go for a run.
But . . .
At least I'm starting on the journey again.
I know it will probably take 11 weeks to lose those 22 pounds again, assuming I lose two pounds per week. I know it will probably take at least 4-6 weeks before I'll be ready to attempt to jog again.
But . . .
I will lose those 22 pounds again. And I will run again.
It's hard to not be discouraged. But, it's harder to get up off the couch and do something about it.
I choose to do something about it.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Time to Get Cracking
10/29/2007
Yep, it's been a while.
The baby is here - my little girl turned out to be a boy! Michael is five weeks old and is a full-time job! I have a separate site for Michael - you can check it out at http://www.thelittlewarrior.com/.
It's time for me to get back into exercise, diet and blogging. I've missed it. Especially the exercise. I will admit that I have NOT missed the diet - LOL - but that's a big part of the overall strategy to be healthy, right?
My first official weigh-in will be on Sunday, so I'll start posting my weight and measurements then. I have a general idea of where I am and it's depressing. I hate that I'm going to have to regain some previously conquered ground, but what can you do. I was preggo after all, and I did have a c-section, so it will take a while to get the stomach back to where it was. Heck, it will take a while to be able to run again. (My two-mile walk a week ago put me back to bed for a day due to pain).
I'm m0stly upset about how much ground I've lost in regards to running. I hadn't gotten very far with the biking and I doubt I've lost much swimming-wise, but man, I was really getting good at running. My hope is that it won't take me a year to run a 5K again. There's a race scheduled for 12/1, but I know that's just not possible. Maybe I'll shoot for the one mile fun run and start training for the 2008 season.
Sigh . . . it feels like I'm starting over again. But I know that's not true. I just need to get my head back in the game.
Yep, it's been a while.
The baby is here - my little girl turned out to be a boy! Michael is five weeks old and is a full-time job! I have a separate site for Michael - you can check it out at http://www.thelittlewarrior.com/.
It's time for me to get back into exercise, diet and blogging. I've missed it. Especially the exercise. I will admit that I have NOT missed the diet - LOL - but that's a big part of the overall strategy to be healthy, right?
My first official weigh-in will be on Sunday, so I'll start posting my weight and measurements then. I have a general idea of where I am and it's depressing. I hate that I'm going to have to regain some previously conquered ground, but what can you do. I was preggo after all, and I did have a c-section, so it will take a while to get the stomach back to where it was. Heck, it will take a while to be able to run again. (My two-mile walk a week ago put me back to bed for a day due to pain).
I'm m0stly upset about how much ground I've lost in regards to running. I hadn't gotten very far with the biking and I doubt I've lost much swimming-wise, but man, I was really getting good at running. My hope is that it won't take me a year to run a 5K again. There's a race scheduled for 12/1, but I know that's just not possible. Maybe I'll shoot for the one mile fun run and start training for the 2008 season.
Sigh . . . it feels like I'm starting over again. But I know that's not true. I just need to get my head back in the game.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Wow! Where Did That Month Go?
04/10/2007
I can't believe over a month has passed since I last posted. Especially with all the stuff I've had on my mind lately! LOL!
Let's see, a quick update on the last few weeks. . . . maybe this will explain my absence . . .
1. Went for a bike ride a few weeks back. Fell off. Twice. Hurt my left leg. Walked funny for a few days. Vince took bike away.
2. Decided to work in the yard a week or so later. Mostly stayed in the flower beds, but pushed it too much. Hurt right leg. Walked funnier.
3. Decided swimming would be safer (& would work out some soreness). With the extra weight I've gained (9 pounds so far) and it all being in my stomach, my balance was thrown off. Felt like I was going to drown! Vince took swimming away.
4. Woke up on Friday morning with bleeding. Rushed to the doctor's to ensure it wasn't a miscarriage. It wasn't. I had a polyp that had to be removed (benign, thankfully) but that put me on the couch for a few days.
5. Went for a nice, easy walk (knew I couldn't jog). Twisted my ankle. That cleared up in a day or so. Vince took walking ALONE away. (I think he's planning to follow me in the car.)
6. Decided to work in the yard again. The gutters needed a good cleaning. Fell off the ladder. (Vince doesn't know I fell off the ladder - shhhhh!).
7. Being a glutton for punishment, I decided to work in the yard again the next day. Found a lovely patch of poison oak, to which I am allergic. Broke out on arms, legs, stomach, back, face and chest. Jake got it all over his face and upper body. This took us out of the game for about two weeks. I still have spots everywhere and some itching, but it is getting better.
So, as you can see, I'm a clutz naturally, and adding the pregnancy factor has made me more of a clutz. Vince has threatened to cover me in bubble wrap and tape me to the couch. Maybe that's a good idea. . .
But, I'm going a bit stir crazy. A year ago you couldn't pay me to get off the couch. Now I hate sitting on the couch. I want to be outside training! (So see, you CAN get to the point where you like exercise. I'm proof!)
On the eating front, I haven't been so good. As much as I want to maintain my healthy diet while pregnant, my cravings are out of control. Also, I feel like I'm starving all the time. Ugh. The good thing is that I KNOW I will lose the weight again. I would just prefer to minimize the weight that I HAVE to lose again.
On the baby front, I'm getting there. Yeah, I still have freak-out moments, but I am starting to get excited. It helps that I have a sonogram about every four weeks. Something about seeing that little guy/gal move around just tugs at my heart. My next sonogram is scheduled for 4/16. At that point, I should know if we are having a boy or a girl. So, stay tuned!
How's everyone else doing? Since I'm confined to the indoors now, I'll try and post more often.
With friendship,
Care'
I can't believe over a month has passed since I last posted. Especially with all the stuff I've had on my mind lately! LOL!
Let's see, a quick update on the last few weeks. . . . maybe this will explain my absence . . .
1. Went for a bike ride a few weeks back. Fell off. Twice. Hurt my left leg. Walked funny for a few days. Vince took bike away.
2. Decided to work in the yard a week or so later. Mostly stayed in the flower beds, but pushed it too much. Hurt right leg. Walked funnier.
3. Decided swimming would be safer (& would work out some soreness). With the extra weight I've gained (9 pounds so far) and it all being in my stomach, my balance was thrown off. Felt like I was going to drown! Vince took swimming away.
4. Woke up on Friday morning with bleeding. Rushed to the doctor's to ensure it wasn't a miscarriage. It wasn't. I had a polyp that had to be removed (benign, thankfully) but that put me on the couch for a few days.
5. Went for a nice, easy walk (knew I couldn't jog). Twisted my ankle. That cleared up in a day or so. Vince took walking ALONE away. (I think he's planning to follow me in the car.)
6. Decided to work in the yard again. The gutters needed a good cleaning. Fell off the ladder. (Vince doesn't know I fell off the ladder - shhhhh!).
7. Being a glutton for punishment, I decided to work in the yard again the next day. Found a lovely patch of poison oak, to which I am allergic. Broke out on arms, legs, stomach, back, face and chest. Jake got it all over his face and upper body. This took us out of the game for about two weeks. I still have spots everywhere and some itching, but it is getting better.
So, as you can see, I'm a clutz naturally, and adding the pregnancy factor has made me more of a clutz. Vince has threatened to cover me in bubble wrap and tape me to the couch. Maybe that's a good idea. . .
But, I'm going a bit stir crazy. A year ago you couldn't pay me to get off the couch. Now I hate sitting on the couch. I want to be outside training! (So see, you CAN get to the point where you like exercise. I'm proof!)
On the eating front, I haven't been so good. As much as I want to maintain my healthy diet while pregnant, my cravings are out of control. Also, I feel like I'm starving all the time. Ugh. The good thing is that I KNOW I will lose the weight again. I would just prefer to minimize the weight that I HAVE to lose again.
On the baby front, I'm getting there. Yeah, I still have freak-out moments, but I am starting to get excited. It helps that I have a sonogram about every four weeks. Something about seeing that little guy/gal move around just tugs at my heart. My next sonogram is scheduled for 4/16. At that point, I should know if we are having a boy or a girl. So, stay tuned!
How's everyone else doing? Since I'm confined to the indoors now, I'll try and post more often.
With friendship,
Care'
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