Day 25 of the no excuses challenge. I have done something everyday to exercise, and I am getting tired, that's not stopping me. It is however, hindering my organizational skills, not to mention the new puppy who is getting bigger and braver every minute. He is currently taking a time out in his pen for pissing on my floor!
This week my long run was done with one white Balega sock and one neon yellow one. Laundry getting ahead of me. I admit to wearing one clean one and one dirty one before this month too. One dirty Balega sounds like a song title or a movie doesn't it? Yeah I know gross.
Yesterday my home bike started making horrible grinding noises, I think
its pretty much done for. It hasn't done to bad with time. I got it for
my birthday after miles was born so its almost 5. The thing is I really
never used it until the last summer and now. I don't remember where we
bought it to caution you but I think I'll be looking for a used one, I
do like having it at home.
Today I had to buy water at the gym because I didn't have any clean reuseable bottles and/or the pieces were missing. I also got kid 1 dropped off at school, and kid 2 dressed up with me, and had time to get warm layers on me too. So when I get in the locker room to take off my track pants I suddenly realize I don't want to now.....I fogot to shave. Not just a few days, I hadn't been to the gym in a week because of kid 2's ears. Barf. Big manly tufts on the calves. Okay maybe it wasn't so bad, I don't think anyone noticed but me. I felt gross and am going to have to remember that from now on. Ha ha!Won't be the first time I felt disgusting about exercising, I am sure its not going to be the last either. The good thing about my gym, no body really gives a crap about anyone else.(uh oh: tangent) I do have to say it bothers me that I have been going there for 2 years now and I don't know the names of the people I am forced to stare at on the machines day in and day out, I'm a social person and it seems dysfunctional.
I am still hanging! I am a little goofy and tired but I am surviving. :) laughing at myself.
LMAFO, Sexy And I Know It
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Sunday Stats- 4
Date 11/20/2011 11/27/2011
Neck 13 13
Upper arm (left) 13 13.25
Upper arm (right) 13.25 13.25
chest (bust) 39.5 40
Diaphragm (rib cage) 35 35
waist 33.75 33
floppybelly 39.5 39.5
buttock 44.5 43.5
upper thigh (left) 26 26
upper thigh (right) 26 26
calf (left) 17 17
calf (right) 17.5 17.5
upper knee (left) 21 21.5
upper knee (right) 22 21.75
Total inches 361 360.25
inches lost since last 0.25 0.75
total inches lost from begin 80 80.75
weight 199.6 196.2
total wt loss this week 3.4!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
total since no exuses challenge 7.8lbs, 21 days and counting.
Excellent week! Really proud of myself. Anyone forget this is Thanksgiving week? Um yeah I survived it and lost 3.4. That's dedication right there. In 2 more pounds I will be reaching all time lows since college- no joke! I never did go past 195 yet. Exciting stuff. On ward and upward.
Putting up the Christmas tree and riding my bike before work tonight.
You Get What You Give, New Radicals
Neck 13 13
Upper arm (left) 13 13.25
Upper arm (right) 13.25 13.25
chest (bust) 39.5 40
Diaphragm (rib cage) 35 35
waist 33.75 33
floppybelly 39.5 39.5
buttock 44.5 43.5
upper thigh (left) 26 26
upper thigh (right) 26 26
calf (left) 17 17
calf (right) 17.5 17.5
upper knee (left) 21 21.5
upper knee (right) 22 21.75
Total inches 361 360.25
inches lost since last 0.25 0.75
total inches lost from begin 80 80.75
weight 199.6 196.2
total wt loss this week 3.4!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
total since no exuses challenge 7.8lbs, 21 days and counting.
Excellent week! Really proud of myself. Anyone forget this is Thanksgiving week? Um yeah I survived it and lost 3.4. That's dedication right there. In 2 more pounds I will be reaching all time lows since college- no joke! I never did go past 195 yet. Exciting stuff. On ward and upward.
Putting up the Christmas tree and riding my bike before work tonight.
You Get What You Give, New Radicals
Friday, November 25, 2011
So how did the turkey day go?
Well it went great. I am happy/embarassed to report I didn't take a complete rest day on wednesday. Skip needed a walk so we did a mile together. So the something everyday challenge has not been broken, for 20 days so far! The Race itself was super fun. The Kenyan and friends were all there. It was 48 and sunny. Lots of happy gobblers. I mentioned the asthma attack, what else is new happens every race, I am still happy with my time considering how much over the last year I had let my pace slip in my training. I worked to get back to where I was and thats actually pretty fast for this girl. :)
And on thanksgiving the queen mother of gluttony opportunities, I stayed on target. I used measuring cups and went by my fitness pal's data base for roast turkey, stuffing and mash, etc and used their portions. I came out 100 calories ahead at the end of the day. I didn't eat dessert like I said but I did have 25 calorie hot chocolate while everyone else did. I got a little good natured jibes about the strictness, but it just made it that much easier to not over do it.
Later on I went out black Friday shopping on Thanksgiving in the evening. It was a bust, too many people.There were long lines outside in the cold, angry people, people crying, and an actual fight at our local walmart over a waffle iron. I ditched my pile of stuff at Kohls and gave up after a solid hour in the checkout line. We went home defeated. I went back in the morning and all the crap that bailed on was right where it should have been, meaning they had just put it all back and it was easy to find it all. SCORE! I got a new sports bra, some new gym clothes and jeans and tops. Its enough to make a 31 year old woman scream like a 13 year old yelling for Justin Bieber. Today was the first time EVER I bought clothes and tried on stuff that everything I wanted fit!
Over all I have to say I am pretty thankful for everything and everyone in my life. I love my family. It was a treat to get to race and take a break from being mom, then get to be entertained with wonderful hot food and company that I didn't have to cook or clean up, then later on that evening get to go shopping, then get up and go back for more. It really is my fun holiday. Christmas is about the kids and the magic, manufactured by mom's stress, cooking, shopping, and love, so its really not about me so what a nice rest before its time to get busy with the holiday hustle. I feel blessed. Smiling from ear to ear.
Blackeyed Peas, Boom Boom Pow
And on thanksgiving the queen mother of gluttony opportunities, I stayed on target. I used measuring cups and went by my fitness pal's data base for roast turkey, stuffing and mash, etc and used their portions. I came out 100 calories ahead at the end of the day. I didn't eat dessert like I said but I did have 25 calorie hot chocolate while everyone else did. I got a little good natured jibes about the strictness, but it just made it that much easier to not over do it.
Later on I went out black Friday shopping on Thanksgiving in the evening. It was a bust, too many people.There were long lines outside in the cold, angry people, people crying, and an actual fight at our local walmart over a waffle iron. I ditched my pile of stuff at Kohls and gave up after a solid hour in the checkout line. We went home defeated. I went back in the morning and all the crap that bailed on was right where it should have been, meaning they had just put it all back and it was easy to find it all. SCORE! I got a new sports bra, some new gym clothes and jeans and tops. Its enough to make a 31 year old woman scream like a 13 year old yelling for Justin Bieber. Today was the first time EVER I bought clothes and tried on stuff that everything I wanted fit!
Over all I have to say I am pretty thankful for everything and everyone in my life. I love my family. It was a treat to get to race and take a break from being mom, then get to be entertained with wonderful hot food and company that I didn't have to cook or clean up, then later on that evening get to go shopping, then get up and go back for more. It really is my fun holiday. Christmas is about the kids and the magic, manufactured by mom's stress, cooking, shopping, and love, so its really not about me so what a nice rest before its time to get busy with the holiday hustle. I feel blessed. Smiling from ear to ear.
Blackeyed Peas, Boom Boom Pow
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Turkety trot
186th out of ? time of 32.36. I was hoping for better, had an asthma attack. Oh well still had a bunch of fun. Happy turkey day all!
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tomorrow we trott.
So It's been over 2 months since the marathon. I haven't raced since then. I haven't 5k'd since June. I am so ready for tomorrow morning! The feet are all better and they are ready to race! I am not sure how I'll do but I have faith that I will walk away happy with my effort.
The little one's ears are on the fritz again! *sigh*(He is so his mother's son.) He's already outgrown his tubes and he's going to have to go back for more. At least we caught it early and he's already on the mend.I am not as worried this time, at least we aren't questioning if it will help, we already know what he needs so I am not stressing.
Its been stressful in a lot of ways this week. Hubbs is busy with work, we got Skipps the puppy still training, and we got Jude screaming and gagging on his snot. I can say that's an easy recipe for a headache. There's been other stuff too but its not a blogging matter.The good thing is that all that pent up frustration is coming out tomorrow. I am not nervous at all, I am just ready to go. I am resting today, the only loop hole in the something everyday challenge, and that is purely because tomorrow we get to throw the adult controlled temper tantrum during the race and I want my legs to be rested.
Side note, did anyone ever notice how many calories are in banana chips!!!!????? 1/4c has 210 calories. So not even worth eating if you are on 1300 cals a day and you like to actually eat food for other parts of the day! I was shocked. Also Peanut Butter and Jelly you are looking at 500 cals! I haven't weighed in everyday this week, just because its been suggested not to. Last week any fluctuation bummed me into a panic so this week I am sticking to Sunday. I have already pledged. NO dessert tomorrow, and NO eating until I am uncomfortable, but I can't promise I won't get a glass of Scott's homemade strawberry wine if its out. I won't be able to track all the calories all day because I am not preparing everything. I will do my rule of halves. If I want something I will only eat half of a serving. It's time for a change, tradition has only gotten me off track in the past.
I will at least post my time tomorrow. Happy Trotting fellow Turkeys!!!! Everyone have a safe holiday!
Song for Turkey day:
The Bird's The Word, The Rivingtons
The little one's ears are on the fritz again! *sigh*(He is so his mother's son.) He's already outgrown his tubes and he's going to have to go back for more. At least we caught it early and he's already on the mend.I am not as worried this time, at least we aren't questioning if it will help, we already know what he needs so I am not stressing.
Its been stressful in a lot of ways this week. Hubbs is busy with work, we got Skipps the puppy still training, and we got Jude screaming and gagging on his snot. I can say that's an easy recipe for a headache. There's been other stuff too but its not a blogging matter.The good thing is that all that pent up frustration is coming out tomorrow. I am not nervous at all, I am just ready to go. I am resting today, the only loop hole in the something everyday challenge, and that is purely because tomorrow we get to throw the adult controlled temper tantrum during the race and I want my legs to be rested.
Side note, did anyone ever notice how many calories are in banana chips!!!!????? 1/4c has 210 calories. So not even worth eating if you are on 1300 cals a day and you like to actually eat food for other parts of the day! I was shocked. Also Peanut Butter and Jelly you are looking at 500 cals! I haven't weighed in everyday this week, just because its been suggested not to. Last week any fluctuation bummed me into a panic so this week I am sticking to Sunday. I have already pledged. NO dessert tomorrow, and NO eating until I am uncomfortable, but I can't promise I won't get a glass of Scott's homemade strawberry wine if its out. I won't be able to track all the calories all day because I am not preparing everything. I will do my rule of halves. If I want something I will only eat half of a serving. It's time for a change, tradition has only gotten me off track in the past.
I will at least post my time tomorrow. Happy Trotting fellow Turkeys!!!! Everyone have a safe holiday!
Song for Turkey day:
The Bird's The Word, The Rivingtons
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Sunday Stats- 3
Date 11/13/2011 11/20/2011
Neck 13 13
Upper arm (left) 13 13
Upper arm (right) 13.5 13.25
chest (bust) 40 39.5
Diaphragm (rib cage) 35 35
waist 34 33.75
floppy belly 39 39.5
buttocks 44.5 44.5
upper thigh (left) 26 26
upper thigh (right) 26 26
calf (left) 17 17
calf (right) 17 17.5
upper knee (left) 21.5 21
upper knee (right) 21.75 22
Total inches 361.25 361
inches lost since last 7 0.25
Weight 201.6 199.6
Its been a better week for me. Not many inches this week but I am back under 200 for the first time since the spring. :)
On agenda this week is a race. Wednesday will be a complete rest day. That will be the first one in 3 weeks since I've started. Thursday morning (thanksgiving) will be the Turkey Trot 5k. The lunch after I am going to try my hardest not to over eat, but there will be a lot of things on the table I have no idea how to count calories for. I will allow gray area for only that meal. We are going to another family gathering for dessert later, I will not be eating there. So a short rest and a treat dinner will happen this week that will be the only deviation.
Stats song: Muse, Uprising
Neck 13 13
Upper arm (left) 13 13
Upper arm (right) 13.5 13.25
chest (bust) 40 39.5
Diaphragm (rib cage) 35 35
waist 34 33.75
floppy belly 39 39.5
buttocks 44.5 44.5
upper thigh (left) 26 26
upper thigh (right) 26 26
calf (left) 17 17
calf (right) 17 17.5
upper knee (left) 21.5 21
upper knee (right) 21.75 22
Total inches 361.25 361
inches lost since last 7 0.25
Weight 201.6 199.6
Its been a better week for me. Not many inches this week but I am back under 200 for the first time since the spring. :)
On agenda this week is a race. Wednesday will be a complete rest day. That will be the first one in 3 weeks since I've started. Thursday morning (thanksgiving) will be the Turkey Trot 5k. The lunch after I am going to try my hardest not to over eat, but there will be a lot of things on the table I have no idea how to count calories for. I will allow gray area for only that meal. We are going to another family gathering for dessert later, I will not be eating there. So a short rest and a treat dinner will happen this week that will be the only deviation.
Stats song: Muse, Uprising
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Saturday run part 2: The Champ
So after I dropped off Skip I went down to the track to finish my 5. I have been noticing the walkers more as it gets colder because there isn't many. Last week, there was a man a quarter mile a head of me walking for 5 miles. I would get close then I would have to get a drink or run to the truck, I never did pass him, that's because he's pretty fast for a walker.
Let me tell you about this man, nicknamed The Champ. He hauls ass. And his left arm is flaccid. Yeah its obvious he has hemiparesis from a past stroke. Just watching him go and go and go for 5 miles with out a drink, or a break and keep up the pace is inspiring. Then when you get close, you see his battle scar, and hes just that much more of a badass. He appears to be about my dad's age. I can see from afar what this man is doing, he is taking back his life. I find him to be pretty damn tough, he got a bad blow and most would give up and he's not. That's why he's The Champ.
Today the busted my ass and skipped a water stop to catch up with him, and I told him that he is just as fast a chubby runner and that I was proud of him. Later I stopped to walk and there he goes passing me again. I caught back up again and told him "ya know they have *puff* walkers divisions *puff* in marathons". He goes on to tell me he walks 7 miles 4 days a week! And that he didn't know that they have race divisions for walkers. That is really impressive.
There is beauty everywhere if you just look around and pay attention. The walking lane at the track belongs to The Champ.
Song for the The Champ:
Foo Fighters, Walk
Let me tell you about this man, nicknamed The Champ. He hauls ass. And his left arm is flaccid. Yeah its obvious he has hemiparesis from a past stroke. Just watching him go and go and go for 5 miles with out a drink, or a break and keep up the pace is inspiring. Then when you get close, you see his battle scar, and hes just that much more of a badass. He appears to be about my dad's age. I can see from afar what this man is doing, he is taking back his life. I find him to be pretty damn tough, he got a bad blow and most would give up and he's not. That's why he's The Champ.
Today the busted my ass and skipped a water stop to catch up with him, and I told him that he is just as fast a chubby runner and that I was proud of him. Later I stopped to walk and there he goes passing me again. I caught back up again and told him "ya know they have *puff* walkers divisions *puff* in marathons". He goes on to tell me he walks 7 miles 4 days a week! And that he didn't know that they have race divisions for walkers. That is really impressive.
There is beauty everywhere if you just look around and pay attention. The walking lane at the track belongs to The Champ.
Song for the The Champ:
Foo Fighters, Walk
Saturday run part 1: Skip
Today was my Saturday outside as usual. We've had an eventful week. After careful discussion with hubbs, we felt it was time to get the boys a dog. We have 2 mini dauschunds that are 8 years old and they are tired of the kids trying to carry them and giving them a beating. I have been researching breeds and we decided something large, intellegent, and a good running companion. (needs to take a lot of play/rough house, train well, and run with me). My first choice was a German Short hair Pointer, my second choice was a Labrador Retriver.
After finding the breed I wanted and started to shop for one, I realized money for a pure bred in not in the cards, so I looked petfinder.com for local rescues. There just happened to be 11 week old pups in the neighboring county that were Pointer/Lab mix. Well when I got there I saw that the pups were 15 weeks old, not a big deal, when they brought me to see them this little cutey hopped up and put his paws on the fence and made eye contact, it was all over for me. Now the boys think they named him but I knew right then and there his name was Skip. He looks like a Skip, and he was taken home that day. The last few days adjustment haven't really been all that bad. Now owning 3 dogs and having 2 small kids at this point isn't crazy, its better in a way. You ever heard: the more the merrier? Its true.
The first mile of today's run was Skip's first mile. He kept up the whole way, for such a young dog I was really proud of him. I think he's a great addition to the family. When he turns into a horse dog at least he will look like he will protect me on the run, but I am sure he would just lick them to death. :)
And it goes with out saying the boys are over the moon for him.
Song for Skip: We're Going To Be Friends, Jack Johnson
After finding the breed I wanted and started to shop for one, I realized money for a pure bred in not in the cards, so I looked petfinder.com for local rescues. There just happened to be 11 week old pups in the neighboring county that were Pointer/Lab mix. Well when I got there I saw that the pups were 15 weeks old, not a big deal, when they brought me to see them this little cutey hopped up and put his paws on the fence and made eye contact, it was all over for me. Now the boys think they named him but I knew right then and there his name was Skip. He looks like a Skip, and he was taken home that day. The last few days adjustment haven't really been all that bad. Now owning 3 dogs and having 2 small kids at this point isn't crazy, its better in a way. You ever heard: the more the merrier? Its true.
And it goes with out saying the boys are over the moon for him.
Song for Skip: We're Going To Be Friends, Jack Johnson
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Sunday stats 2
Happy Sunday. I have exercised everyday this week. I am going to church then I am going to exercise before work. Here's the stats:
Date 11/6/2011 11/13/2011
Neck 13 13
Upper arm (left) 13.75 13
Upper arm (right) 13.75 13.5
chest (bust) 40 40
Diaphragm 35 35
waist 34 34
abdomnen 41 39
buttocks 45.2 44.5
upper thigh (left) 26 26
upper thigh (right) 26 26
calf (left) 17.5 17
calf (right) 17.5 17
upper knee (left) 22.5 21.5
upper knee (right) 23 21.75
Total inches 368.25 361.25
inches lost -4 7
total inches lost 72.75 79.75
weight 204 201.6
Just to whine, I weighed myself everyday this week yesterday I weighed 200.0, I had a good 5 mile run, came in under my calorie goal and managed to gain 1.6. Its probably all lactic acid i am soooooo sore today for some reason. Thank newborn baby Jesus for aleve.
Such Great Heights, Postal Service
Date 11/6/2011 11/13/2011
Neck 13 13
Upper arm (left) 13.75 13
Upper arm (right) 13.75 13.5
chest (bust) 40 40
Diaphragm 35 35
waist 34 34
abdomnen 41 39
buttocks 45.2 44.5
upper thigh (left) 26 26
upper thigh (right) 26 26
calf (left) 17.5 17
calf (right) 17.5 17
upper knee (left) 22.5 21.5
upper knee (right) 23 21.75
Total inches 368.25 361.25
inches lost -4 7
total inches lost 72.75 79.75
weight 204 201.6
Just to whine, I weighed myself everyday this week yesterday I weighed 200.0, I had a good 5 mile run, came in under my calorie goal and managed to gain 1.6. Its probably all lactic acid i am soooooo sore today for some reason. Thank newborn baby Jesus for aleve.
Such Great Heights, Postal Service
Saturday, November 12, 2011
So how am I doing?
So this week I have exercised everyday for at least 30 minutes. 3of the 6 workouts were an hour. I am continuing to track myself on myfitnesspal.com for free, and again if you want to be my friend my name is ahoneybadgerfink. I will post the sunday stats tomorrow, spoiler alert: I am doing it! It helps so much to track the exercise calories, it takes the guess work out for me. I am the type if its a gray area I go for more than I probably should. Now I'm in the big push.
I was running out side this morning, it was really cold I was pretty sore from my yesterday so I defintley wasn't happy with how much I had to walk and how much my lungs decided they weren't running either but I got in 5miles. According to my calorie counter I earned 700+ calories for the day. I couldn't help but thinking that I run for cheese on my sandwich.
On workout this week was on my basement bike with flipflops and pajamas. I am tired and part of me dwants to make an adenumn to the challenge with one day a week rest, I can't keep doing that to myself. It sticks- something everyday.
The one thing I am going to be careful with is the Captins Chair at the gym, I think I pulled something vital. I am going to have to work up to everytime I am in the gym, I only got on once this week and I worked out there 4 days this week :(. I have been using heat pad and bengay this week, it just starting to feel better, I am dissapointed but I am not going on it because I am embarassed, its because I am in pain!
Posting the stats tomorrow!
Gwen Stefani, Whatcha Waiting For?
I was running out side this morning, it was really cold I was pretty sore from my yesterday so I defintley wasn't happy with how much I had to walk and how much my lungs decided they weren't running either but I got in 5miles. According to my calorie counter I earned 700+ calories for the day. I couldn't help but thinking that I run for cheese on my sandwich.
On workout this week was on my basement bike with flipflops and pajamas. I am tired and part of me dwants to make an adenumn to the challenge with one day a week rest, I can't keep doing that to myself. It sticks- something everyday.
The one thing I am going to be careful with is the Captins Chair at the gym, I think I pulled something vital. I am going to have to work up to everytime I am in the gym, I only got on once this week and I worked out there 4 days this week :(. I have been using heat pad and bengay this week, it just starting to feel better, I am dissapointed but I am not going on it because I am embarassed, its because I am in pain!
Posting the stats tomorrow!
Gwen Stefani, Whatcha Waiting For?
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
New tool for the tool!
So I have had a smart phone for the first time for about a month now. Sadly, it took me that long to learn how to use it . Its all a learning process and I felt like a dinosaur asking a coworker how to dial it the next day. But what's really hilarious, it took me 3 days of writing my food diary on a notebook paper to think, hey maybe, just maybe there is a food diary app on my phone. So I look it up and I found, myfitnesspal.com, a FREE app of awesomeness, and also a free website on the computer. It keeps track of your daily calories and how they relate to your goals. To add in food you can look in the database or scan the bar code on the box, and it spits out the serving and takes it off the total. Can you tell I am getting excited just typing this. But my favorite feature, you can enter your exercise activity and it gives you credit in the form of calories-BOOYA! That's always perplexed me. I wasn't sure how much to add after a run, and I am sure I probably just ate too much or not enough. Yesterday I came really close to what they wanted me to eat after my workout but it felt like too much food. I am going to really be accurate for the next month to see if it actually works. When you enter in everything for the day it tells you if you keep going on the path of the day how much you will weigh in 5 weeks. That encourages the crap out of me really. Something to do that math! AAAAAAhhhh!
So I am on myfitnesspal.com. my name is ahoneybadgerfink, if you want to come along with me friend me and we'll keep each other accountable.
As for exercising I am still keeping to the everyday do something challenge!
The Temper Trap, Sweet Disposition
So I am on myfitnesspal.com. my name is ahoneybadgerfink, if you want to come along with me friend me and we'll keep each other accountable.
As for exercising I am still keeping to the everyday do something challenge!
The Temper Trap, Sweet Disposition
Sunday, November 6, 2011
The Sunday Stats
Ok deep breath. This sucks, but this is going to become a Sunday routine to stay accountable. My last measurements were in June this year. My legs have all gotten a little bigger since June I lost 1.25 of boobs, and 1 inch off my diaphragm, and some off my waist. So basically my figure reads in the numbers from head to toe Badabing,badaboom, Kerplowee. :)
Weight: 204.0
Neck: 13
LArm: 13.75
RArm: 13.75
Bust: 40
Diaphragm: 35
Waist: 34
Floppy Belly: 41
Buttocks: 45.25
LUpper thigh: 26 (super model waist size hahaah!)
RUpper Thigh: 26
L Upper Knee: 22.5
R Upper Knee: 23
L calf: 17.5
R calf: 17.5
Total Inches: 368.25
Total lost from the begining: 72.75
Total Lost since measurement: 2inches
Today is a new day. Every time you wake up God has given you another chance to change. I am buckled down and I have faith I am on the way down!
PUT ON YOUR WAR-FACE!
Dropkick Murphys, Hang EM High
Weight: 204.0
Neck: 13
LArm: 13.75
RArm: 13.75
Bust: 40
Diaphragm: 35
Waist: 34
Floppy Belly: 41
Buttocks: 45.25
LUpper thigh: 26 (super model waist size hahaah!)
RUpper Thigh: 26
L Upper Knee: 22.5
R Upper Knee: 23
L calf: 17.5
R calf: 17.5
Total Inches: 368.25
Total lost from the begining: 72.75
Total Lost since measurement: 2inches
Today is a new day. Every time you wake up God has given you another chance to change. I am buckled down and I have faith I am on the way down!
PUT ON YOUR WAR-FACE!
Dropkick Murphys, Hang EM High
Friday, November 4, 2011
Soul search
Well. I have been thinking hard about the possiblity of life changing surgery. I want a tummy tuck to get rid of my disgusting stomach. I have gone as far as to see the surgeon and see what my insurance company is willing to do for me. I have been over the risks and benefits. Why reasons are answered, it all sounds wonderful to me, except the but. Yes in every conversation there is always an IF, AND, or BUT. I have a but. (no pun indended).
I was proud that the surgeon thought I did enough hard work to get the procedure, BUT, I don't feel like I have done enough. Yeah I know obviously I made all of this happen because I thought all of this was a good idea. I still do think it is a good idea. But, I don't think I have earned it yet. I do believe her when she says I won't loose it on my own and my skin will never return to its natural pre-children state, and she is preaching to the choir telling me heredity is not my friend. Yes yes all of that I get and agree with. As I get closer to the process I have examined my workouts and my lifestyle once more. Compaired to any sedentary housewife I am amazing, and I am really healthy. Once a playdate mom opened my fridge and said "oh my god you guys are so healthy". We don't drink soda, we don't ever buy chips, I try to cook very healthy, I don't buy butter we don't even have any.
The gods honest truth is though I am not doing enough. I could be doing more. Ever since my running has picked up I have let myself have more than I should. I stopped measuring my food and writing it all down. On nights I liked what we were having for dinner I ate more than I should, and I would make up for it with running. I let it all get very comfortable. For maintaining that's just dandy but I am not supposed to be maintaining I am supposed to be loosing. Remember still very overweight. That's the eating side of it all. The exercise side of it has begun to slip too. I am comfy running. Its easy when I'm not hurt. I let my pace fall off the deep end. I went from a tempo 9/m to 13:30/m during the marathon. Sure I did a marathon, and I allowed myself all of the calories I burned. That is why my friends I gained 10lbs this summer. Honesty is painful I was at 214 the week before the race.
I am this morning, honestly 203.8. I have had 3 workouts this week. And I have decided to quit dicking around and start back down the old Tough Road. (cheese) If you read last year, I got frustrated on my plateau and then just got comfortable and started accepting my wieght. Maybe even hiding behind it, I need to keep going.
When I was in labor with Jude I was ready to push and after I first real push I stopped to take a deep breath. At that moment the nurse said "don't you get scared, come on and push", well she yelled it. I was appalled at her suggestion, although too busy to argue. Next push I rocketed out my little peanut and forgot it temporarily. She was right. I was scared, and hesitating. I share this because I think it applies.
This can't be all there is. I admit I didn't do enough sit ups. In fact I avoided then because they are embarrassing and they don't seem to help, so I didn't do them. I haven't been lifting or taking my self to new limits in anything other than running, and then I was wondering why I wasn't loosing. Distance running eating is right up my alley because I am such an eater, but I need to really buckle down on the less fun stuff at the gym.I have gotten lazy and I only have been doing what feels good, and I haven't gotten anywhere. I can't have this procedure when I can't honestly say I tried.
Challenge part 1: The captin's chair- every time I go to the gym I get on. No matter how I am feeling I must do my time on there. I find it extremely embarassing and difficult. No more avoiding things because they are embarassing and hard.
Challenge part 2: The diary starts today. I have re-started my food journal today. It is all written down if it goes in. I have dug out my dietician papers again, I measured my cereal this morning. Portions are on crack down. When I decided I need to eat less I haven't been doing it right lately, I go from too much to not enough. Its got to be concentrated on if I want to loose, it deserves attention.
Challenge part 3: Everyday. I have left every other day become the norm. If I want to throw the stowaways overboard I have to do something active everyday. Not running, I don't want injured. So I will stick with my run every other day. Then depending on my life will decide other activities. For example I am sick and am now on antibiotics- today I rode the bike and did sit ups. I am jumping in the classes when I can. If I am really feeling bad I will be doing yoga or taking a walk, but I can no longer dedicate a day to rest, I will be squandering my time sitting on my ass or letting my busy schedule run me.
Challenge part 4: Sharing. I will be socially honest. I will be posting wieghts once a week with measurements. There is a reason being naked in public is a nightmare.
The Goal: Get to 155. Honestly If I get to 189 I consider myself I winner, but never has been outlawed. I can make it to 155. I will make it to 155.The reason why I am not there already is because I started to believe my doubt.
Nothing fancy dramatic or crazy, just good old fashioned hard core ass kicking and telling the truth. I don't think I'm going through with this surgery until I get to where I need to be on that scale. I can't just lay on a table and expect this lady to fix my issues. This is the biggest fight of my life and I have to finish it first.
I was proud that the surgeon thought I did enough hard work to get the procedure, BUT, I don't feel like I have done enough. Yeah I know obviously I made all of this happen because I thought all of this was a good idea. I still do think it is a good idea. But, I don't think I have earned it yet. I do believe her when she says I won't loose it on my own and my skin will never return to its natural pre-children state, and she is preaching to the choir telling me heredity is not my friend. Yes yes all of that I get and agree with. As I get closer to the process I have examined my workouts and my lifestyle once more. Compaired to any sedentary housewife I am amazing, and I am really healthy. Once a playdate mom opened my fridge and said "oh my god you guys are so healthy". We don't drink soda, we don't ever buy chips, I try to cook very healthy, I don't buy butter we don't even have any.
The gods honest truth is though I am not doing enough. I could be doing more. Ever since my running has picked up I have let myself have more than I should. I stopped measuring my food and writing it all down. On nights I liked what we were having for dinner I ate more than I should, and I would make up for it with running. I let it all get very comfortable. For maintaining that's just dandy but I am not supposed to be maintaining I am supposed to be loosing. Remember still very overweight. That's the eating side of it all. The exercise side of it has begun to slip too. I am comfy running. Its easy when I'm not hurt. I let my pace fall off the deep end. I went from a tempo 9/m to 13:30/m during the marathon. Sure I did a marathon, and I allowed myself all of the calories I burned. That is why my friends I gained 10lbs this summer. Honesty is painful I was at 214 the week before the race.
I am this morning, honestly 203.8. I have had 3 workouts this week. And I have decided to quit dicking around and start back down the old Tough Road. (cheese) If you read last year, I got frustrated on my plateau and then just got comfortable and started accepting my wieght. Maybe even hiding behind it, I need to keep going.
When I was in labor with Jude I was ready to push and after I first real push I stopped to take a deep breath. At that moment the nurse said "don't you get scared, come on and push", well she yelled it. I was appalled at her suggestion, although too busy to argue. Next push I rocketed out my little peanut and forgot it temporarily. She was right. I was scared, and hesitating. I share this because I think it applies.
This can't be all there is. I admit I didn't do enough sit ups. In fact I avoided then because they are embarrassing and they don't seem to help, so I didn't do them. I haven't been lifting or taking my self to new limits in anything other than running, and then I was wondering why I wasn't loosing. Distance running eating is right up my alley because I am such an eater, but I need to really buckle down on the less fun stuff at the gym.I have gotten lazy and I only have been doing what feels good, and I haven't gotten anywhere. I can't have this procedure when I can't honestly say I tried.
Challenge part 1: The captin's chair- every time I go to the gym I get on. No matter how I am feeling I must do my time on there. I find it extremely embarassing and difficult. No more avoiding things because they are embarassing and hard.
Challenge part 2: The diary starts today. I have re-started my food journal today. It is all written down if it goes in. I have dug out my dietician papers again, I measured my cereal this morning. Portions are on crack down. When I decided I need to eat less I haven't been doing it right lately, I go from too much to not enough. Its got to be concentrated on if I want to loose, it deserves attention.
Challenge part 3: Everyday. I have left every other day become the norm. If I want to throw the stowaways overboard I have to do something active everyday. Not running, I don't want injured. So I will stick with my run every other day. Then depending on my life will decide other activities. For example I am sick and am now on antibiotics- today I rode the bike and did sit ups. I am jumping in the classes when I can. If I am really feeling bad I will be doing yoga or taking a walk, but I can no longer dedicate a day to rest, I will be squandering my time sitting on my ass or letting my busy schedule run me.
Challenge part 4: Sharing. I will be socially honest. I will be posting wieghts once a week with measurements. There is a reason being naked in public is a nightmare.
The Goal: Get to 155. Honestly If I get to 189 I consider myself I winner, but never has been outlawed. I can make it to 155. I will make it to 155.The reason why I am not there already is because I started to believe my doubt.
Nothing fancy dramatic or crazy, just good old fashioned hard core ass kicking and telling the truth. I don't think I'm going through with this surgery until I get to where I need to be on that scale. I can't just lay on a table and expect this lady to fix my issues. This is the biggest fight of my life and I have to finish it first.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Making peace with the treadmil.
So kids are sick. No big deal just par for the course this time of the year. I haven't decided whether I am almost over mine or if I am at intermission for part 2 of fall kooties. What I am thankful for is my treadmill. Yeah that's right, that horrible thing that sat empty all summer, that I swore I loathe.
I am mom on my own right now with hubbster's work schedule and its just not in the cards to haul the booger heads to the gym so they wipe themselves all over the place. It IS too dark anyways to get up early and go when hubbs is home so I am not pouting about it. I got up at 5am this morning did my usual routine and then just hit the treadmill. I bring the baby monitor with me and look at the spec at the wall. I am reminded that its is better than resting! A hell of a lot better than resting!
I am holding it together pretty good for panic mom right now, really I have a hard time when they are sick chilling out. Thank goodness for that crappy machine. Sometimes when you find yourself in an avalanche you just have to learn to ski.
Don't Stop Me Now, Queen
(I love this song, I am pretty sure everyone knows it already)
I am mom on my own right now with hubbster's work schedule and its just not in the cards to haul the booger heads to the gym so they wipe themselves all over the place. It IS too dark anyways to get up early and go when hubbs is home so I am not pouting about it. I got up at 5am this morning did my usual routine and then just hit the treadmill. I bring the baby monitor with me and look at the spec at the wall. I am reminded that its is better than resting! A hell of a lot better than resting!
I am holding it together pretty good for panic mom right now, really I have a hard time when they are sick chilling out. Thank goodness for that crappy machine. Sometimes when you find yourself in an avalanche you just have to learn to ski.
Don't Stop Me Now, Queen
(I love this song, I am pretty sure everyone knows it already)
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