131, we meet again.
Sigh.
Will I ever get out of the 130's?
Gah.
Friday, June 24, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Another Weigh-In, Another Prediction
Or not.
The truth is, I have no idea what to expect tomorrow; I have eaten a pristine diet this week, exercised each day, and, still, I have no clue.
I might have lost a pound. I may have plateaued at 133. No idea.
What I do know is that my body starts to rebel when I work out too strenuously for too many days in a row; I am prone to hip, foot, shin and ankle pain and that doesn't make me happy. If I can't work out consistently, how can I ever hope to lose this last fifteen pounds?
So, I push on, ignore my body's signals and hate myself in the morning. On the other hand, I could eat a bag of chips, a box of candy and a vat of ice cream and still hate myself in the morning, minus the pain but with increased chance of one day becoming diabetic which; really would be quite a bit more detrimental to my health.
So, I shall push on and we will see what tomorrow brings, no prediction required.
The truth is, I have no idea what to expect tomorrow; I have eaten a pristine diet this week, exercised each day, and, still, I have no clue.
I might have lost a pound. I may have plateaued at 133. No idea.
What I do know is that my body starts to rebel when I work out too strenuously for too many days in a row; I am prone to hip, foot, shin and ankle pain and that doesn't make me happy. If I can't work out consistently, how can I ever hope to lose this last fifteen pounds?
So, I push on, ignore my body's signals and hate myself in the morning. On the other hand, I could eat a bag of chips, a box of candy and a vat of ice cream and still hate myself in the morning, minus the pain but with increased chance of one day becoming diabetic which; really would be quite a bit more detrimental to my health.
So, I shall push on and we will see what tomorrow brings, no prediction required.
Monday, June 20, 2011
If I Could Bottle This Week and Sell It, I Would Be a Millionaire
The week following the departure of Aunt Flo is my favorite week of the month; I have energy, my appetite is under control and I have little-to-no-belly bloat. Today, I wore yoga pants to work, and I looked good in them.
Later, on my usual walk/run around the park, I spent more tine running and less time walking and I liked it.
I'm craving a nice big salad and a bowl of mixed berries and my mind is clear.
Like I said, if I could bottle this feeling to dose myself with all month long, I would make a fortune. Or, I would hoard it all to myself just to continue feeling this good; I'd be a winner either way.
Later, on my usual walk/run around the park, I spent more tine running and less time walking and I liked it.
I'm craving a nice big salad and a bowl of mixed berries and my mind is clear.
Like I said, if I could bottle this feeling to dose myself with all month long, I would make a fortune. Or, I would hoard it all to myself just to continue feeling this good; I'd be a winner either way.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Weigh-In
133
No big shock, there. A gain of two pounds which, considering the copious amounts of food, wine and sloth that I indulged in last week is not nearly as bad as it could be. Plus, I somehow managed to lose an inch on my bust, half an inch on my waist, and an inch from my hips despite the weight gain.
Human bodies are weird.
No big shock, there. A gain of two pounds which, considering the copious amounts of food, wine and sloth that I indulged in last week is not nearly as bad as it could be. Plus, I somehow managed to lose an inch on my bust, half an inch on my waist, and an inch from my hips despite the weight gain.
Human bodies are weird.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
This Week I Totally Deserve to Gain Weight
Thanks to a busy social calendar, including Book Club and Porch Night; I have used more discretionary Points than I have ever used while being on the program. I blame the wine.
And the food.
And, myself.
In addition to causing me to overeat, the busy social calendar also prevented me from working out as much as I would have liked. Add in Aunt Flo knocking on my door for her monthly visit and you get the Trifecta of Weight Gain.
I can hardly wait to get on the scale tomorrow.
And the food.
And, myself.
In addition to causing me to overeat, the busy social calendar also prevented me from working out as much as I would have liked. Add in Aunt Flo knocking on my door for her monthly visit and you get the Trifecta of Weight Gain.
I can hardly wait to get on the scale tomorrow.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Danger Zone
I have entered the portion of the program wherein I become bored with tracking calories (or, Points, in this case), bored with my workouts, frustrated with the slow pace of my weight loss and generally dissatisfied with my efforts in general.
I know this about myself yet it happens every time I try to get healthy.
I'm fighting the urge to give up. I'm allowing myself to eat more of my discretionary Points (something I haven't done consistently since starting the program), I'm changing up my exercise routine by taking a new trail when I walk (a trail that includes a grueling hike up a goat trail and I like it), by incorporating sprint bursts every quarter mile or so and by adding a Pilates DVD to my revolving line-up.
I haven't done Pilates in over a year-probably closer to two-and I'm dreading the initial lack of muscle endurance that I will inevitably face. Pilates is tough, yo.
But, I'm tougher and, frankly; I need to do this if I am to stick to anything resembling a healthy lifestyle.
I know this about myself yet it happens every time I try to get healthy.
I'm fighting the urge to give up. I'm allowing myself to eat more of my discretionary Points (something I haven't done consistently since starting the program), I'm changing up my exercise routine by taking a new trail when I walk (a trail that includes a grueling hike up a goat trail and I like it), by incorporating sprint bursts every quarter mile or so and by adding a Pilates DVD to my revolving line-up.
I haven't done Pilates in over a year-probably closer to two-and I'm dreading the initial lack of muscle endurance that I will inevitably face. Pilates is tough, yo.
But, I'm tougher and, frankly; I need to do this if I am to stick to anything resembling a healthy lifestyle.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Weigh-In
131
Huh. Clearly I don't know my body at all. If I had to guess, I would have put my weight in the 135 range; that is how fat I currently feel. 131 came as quite a surprise.
Granted, I am less than a week away from surfing the Crimson Tide but I can't believe that there is such a disconnect between how I am feeling and the reality of what I weigh.
Not that I'm complaining, of course; 131 is a mere 13 pounds away from my goal weight and, if I can manage not to gain a pound this week, I'll be back on track to meet that goal.
I'm just going to do the work and not stress over how I am feeling. At least, not until Aunt Flo has packed her bags and left the house.
Huh. Clearly I don't know my body at all. If I had to guess, I would have put my weight in the 135 range; that is how fat I currently feel. 131 came as quite a surprise.
Granted, I am less than a week away from surfing the Crimson Tide but I can't believe that there is such a disconnect between how I am feeling and the reality of what I weigh.
Not that I'm complaining, of course; 131 is a mere 13 pounds away from my goal weight and, if I can manage not to gain a pound this week, I'll be back on track to meet that goal.
I'm just going to do the work and not stress over how I am feeling. At least, not until Aunt Flo has packed her bags and left the house.
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