This year is almost over. Wow.
I started this year a runner. I had no idea what direction I was going in. I had gained weight from Christmas and sickness and I was just looking to loose a few pounds. I was dealing with my kids being sick most often also. Any work out I would get done was a treat.
A few months into the year a good friend, Paula recommended I read Run Like A Mother. I did and it inspired me. I started toying with the idea to run a marathon. Googling things and researching I found that nothing is really celebrated about average larger people running these races and decided I needed to. For whatever reason I found a close by marathon and signed up. I jumped in an ice bath in February, I wanted it bad! I also read Marathoning for Mortals, and used their training schedule, I was on fire. For some reason a lady with a 1 and 3 year old, I still felt like I could do it.
A couple weeks into my training a got a call from the local paper. (an excited family member called them) I was in the paper, not just a tiny little note in the back, a huge color article and a page and a half on Sunday. I didn't know what to think about all of that at first but it has been great for me. Being honest and putting myself out there gave me no where to hide and it has blessed me. I have made some awesome friends. It helped keep me going when things got rough.
In the spring, my babies turned 2 and 4. They continue to grow everyday, reminding me to enjoy them as much as I can. We took a vacation for the first time since out honeymoon, at which time I was slightly injured and forced to rest my legs. When we returned around the time of my 31st birthday, actually that day my son had tubes put in his ears and also a biopsy on an inflammed lymphnode. I can honestly say the moments leading up to the words ' Not Cancer' where the scariest ever.
In July I ran my first 10k. Yeah a couple months away from my first marathon...I know.. I know I was so naive. It was that time that I learned around what time I would finish the marathon for my pace, it would be close to 6 hours. I had to accept all of that and move on as I was training. That same month I developed ITBS and had to take some more time off and see an orthopedist. I was so fortunate to learn I could keep going as long as I could take the pain, so I did, slower still. I started getting weekly massages to help release the tendon. At the end of August I had gained a decent few pounds. But I made it through my long run and I was starting my taper.
The marathon was one of those days you never forget. I know its marked on my memory forever. It was nothing I expected. I made it through, I laughed, I cried, I ran, I limped, I screamed, I bled and I changed forever. I still can't believe it all. I was 3rd to last, last officially timed, I am proud of that.
A week or two later I got injured again and had to take a month off. It was depressing. I was a wreck. I did however need a break though. It was good to slow down a bit. I organized things, I got answers to questions I seek. I went to the doctor asking about my belly fat and a tummy tuck. She didn't say I wasn't a good candidate, she was ready to help me, but something made me feel like I should keep trying. I observed my life around me. My oldest son, learned to write his name. My youngest growing like a weed, but still needs me a lot. I don't know I just decided it was time to give it another big hard push instead of doing that.
It was good to have a rest, I do say the last week was horrible.
In a month I was back running again. I started counting calories around that time. It starts to work in my favor. I have been through Thanksgiving and Christmas now and have lost a total of 17lbs since then. This morning was another new low 186.2, It just seems crazy to me. I never thought I would get so far after doing all of that. I just needed to be more vigilant past a certain point I guess.
So now its December 28th, I stand looking back at 2011 and I have to say its been an amazing year. Goals for 2012? yep, goal weight- I'm coming for you so look out. I will be running my first half marathon (teehee) yeah I know I have already done a full, but I never did that distance before. I would like to get faster as the year goes by and I get smaller, but my big goal this year is the rest of the weight for the first time in a long time I feel like I can do it.
I hope all of you have a happy and prosperous New Year too, my blog family.
Song for 2012: What The Hell Is A Gigawatt, Four Year Strong
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Holiday stats
Well I am up to my ears in boxes, laundry and stuff that needs to find a home. I DID indulge on Christmas eve because I had to work overtime and missed the get together I save calories for. I am guilty of having a pity party so I indulged in chocolate cookies and artichoke dip. I couldn't sleep from the tummy ache I had although I was beat tired. I ate over 800 calories extra xmas day and still went to bed with a belly ache. That morning I weighed in 190.4. I didn't cry I knew I deserved it. That day I still had cookie after cookie and fruit and what ever I felt I had to eat. The next morning I didn't weigh it, I felt gross my belly still hurt and I went to the track. It was awful, my stomach was full of rocks and I kept throwing up in my mouth and swallowing it again. I couldn't get any farther than 3.3miles. It was sick, I felt like I at least tried. I entertained yesterday with a low calorie recipe and ended up having enough calories to have a glass of cheap red before bed. So I did. This morning I weighed in, 188.2! A new low. Back on track. Tonight is running club again, hope I can keep up I still feel a little heavy, and gasp maybe a little like getting a cold or an ear infection.
I didn't measure this week, I guess I am just being lazy, I'll be back to the stats on Sunday. Now its to wash the clothes and try to put away Christmas.
Hope every one had a safe and happy holiday. It was the bees knees for me.
Silent Night
I didn't measure this week, I guess I am just being lazy, I'll be back to the stats on Sunday. Now its to wash the clothes and try to put away Christmas.
Hope every one had a safe and happy holiday. It was the bees knees for me.
Silent Night
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
hands on face!
I don't have a lot to say yet.
Merry Christmas to me.
189.9
I know you know I had to cry a little.
Onward Friends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Song for this weight: Ben Folds, Smoke
Merry Christmas to me.
189.9
I know you know I had to cry a little.
Onward Friends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Song for this weight: Ben Folds, Smoke
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Sunday Stats 7
Not my most fabulous of feeling this week. I wasn't expecting any loss of any kind because I feel sluggish and ginormous. I took an extra rest day on Friday and I plan on a rest for today(from exercise anyway). I went over my calories on friday I had to have some real chocolate. I had a funsized m & m's from halloween. Here's the stats.
12/10 12/18
Neck 13 13
Larm 12.5 12.5
Rarm 12.5 12.5
Chest 40 39.5
Ribs 35 34.5
waist 32.5 32.5
floppy 38 37.75
butt 43 42.5
Lthigh 25 25
Rthigh 25 24.
Lcalf 16.75 17
Rcalf 17 17.5
Rknee 22 21
Lknee 22 21.5
Total 354.25 351.25
Inches lost this week 1.25 3
total lost so far 86.75 89.75
weight 192.6 191.8
Now that I measure, I can't believe I still made progress! Holy crap. This makes staying away from all the yummy looking stuff at work feel worth it! Hoping next week (christmas) is even better.
If I get a chance to post my stats, that's a busy day, I will. If not I will do day after, I will at least weigh in when I get up, or try. I do have small ones that are going to be excited and I work 3-11 the night before, I have to come home wrap and be santa before bed so we'll see. My Christmas wish is to break into the 180's by Christmas. I know I can do it too, I plan on fitting in busting my butt.
Wizards In Winter, Trans-Siberian Orchestra
(Robot Xmas is what my kids call it)
12/10 12/18
Neck 13 13
Larm 12.5 12.5
Rarm 12.5 12.5
Chest 40 39.5
Ribs 35 34.5
waist 32.5 32.5
floppy 38 37.75
butt 43 42.5
Lthigh 25 25
Rthigh 25 24.
Lcalf 16.75 17
Rcalf 17 17.5
Rknee 22 21
Lknee 22 21.5
Total 354.25 351.25
Inches lost this week 1.25 3
total lost so far 86.75 89.75
weight 192.6 191.8
Now that I measure, I can't believe I still made progress! Holy crap. This makes staying away from all the yummy looking stuff at work feel worth it! Hoping next week (christmas) is even better.
If I get a chance to post my stats, that's a busy day, I will. If not I will do day after, I will at least weigh in when I get up, or try. I do have small ones that are going to be excited and I work 3-11 the night before, I have to come home wrap and be santa before bed so we'll see. My Christmas wish is to break into the 180's by Christmas. I know I can do it too, I plan on fitting in busting my butt.
Wizards In Winter, Trans-Siberian Orchestra
(Robot Xmas is what my kids call it)
Saturday, December 17, 2011
the streak continueth
Oh well, yeah we'll call this one the goob streak. I am having an interesting week. Everything is getting done, I just feel less than normal, or maybe we could say like a giant goober. Yesterday I rested, I didn't feel well at all, and sometimes I get more tired than others, that would be this week. Today I was determined to have my long day hell or high water.
It was not easy to get out the door, considering I threw up a little in my mouth while I was tying my shoes. I felt like a snake skin, dry and afraid a breeze might just blow me away. I still went down to the track. Put my tunes on, and just mustered a shuffle. I soon got too hot. I ditched my gloves and vest. At mile 3 I felt like giving up and declaring it a long day for pms. Then it started to pretty snow, I went to the truck and fished out and ancient GU from under my truck seat and ate it. I was thinking I'll just walk until I can't do much more. I eventually found myself running again. I did have to take more stops than I wanted to but I managed 6miles. I love the way snow feels on my eyelashes.
The last quarter mile was part of the goob streak. I was finally feeling it, the end of the tunnel was in reach. So I give my nose a good snort to the right and turn my head to the left and snort then OH MY LORD. Someone was coming up on my 7 I tagged them. Yep that's part of the goob streak. The horror of actually snot rocketing another person! Then I felt so embarrassed the diarrhea of the mouth starts...."I'm sorry, gawd I did that to my puppy dog last week too!" I feel the need to run faster try and pass, and I can't so what do I do? I continue to speak goob " You know Lloyds has a running group on Tuesdays at 6pm in Beaver...." I go on about how nice and lit the town is at night, and the distance and the paces. Not only did I embarrass the crap out of myself, I let them know where they can find me again. So at this point I decide to shut up, I had taken my ear bud out, I could hear the next song blaring I know they could hear it too, ABBA, Dancing Queen. Now I really just feel like the epitome of cool right? I smack my left deltoid to pause my music, I truly am still looking for that cozy rock to crawl under. Finally end of the line, I am done they keep going thank goodness. Honestly why oh WHY did it half to be other runners I snot on? That was a first, I have never rocketed a human before.
I guess I need to yank the perspective back here. I did have a good week. I finished my Christmas shopping. I was fortunate to have the money for those things. I have a warm home to go to and let messes pile up in. I have a heart that pumps blood. Lungs that breath. Legs to make me feel like flying. Wonderful family, beautiful children. Love to spare. A dog or three to snort my mucous on too. I thank god for all this and more.
I am off to work in a little while, I am not talking AT ALL unless spoken too.
Abba, Dancing Queen
It was not easy to get out the door, considering I threw up a little in my mouth while I was tying my shoes. I felt like a snake skin, dry and afraid a breeze might just blow me away. I still went down to the track. Put my tunes on, and just mustered a shuffle. I soon got too hot. I ditched my gloves and vest. At mile 3 I felt like giving up and declaring it a long day for pms. Then it started to pretty snow, I went to the truck and fished out and ancient GU from under my truck seat and ate it. I was thinking I'll just walk until I can't do much more. I eventually found myself running again. I did have to take more stops than I wanted to but I managed 6miles. I love the way snow feels on my eyelashes.
The last quarter mile was part of the goob streak. I was finally feeling it, the end of the tunnel was in reach. So I give my nose a good snort to the right and turn my head to the left and snort then OH MY LORD. Someone was coming up on my 7 I tagged them. Yep that's part of the goob streak. The horror of actually snot rocketing another person! Then I felt so embarrassed the diarrhea of the mouth starts...."I'm sorry, gawd I did that to my puppy dog last week too!" I feel the need to run faster try and pass, and I can't so what do I do? I continue to speak goob " You know Lloyds has a running group on Tuesdays at 6pm in Beaver...." I go on about how nice and lit the town is at night, and the distance and the paces. Not only did I embarrass the crap out of myself, I let them know where they can find me again. So at this point I decide to shut up, I had taken my ear bud out, I could hear the next song blaring I know they could hear it too, ABBA, Dancing Queen. Now I really just feel like the epitome of cool right? I smack my left deltoid to pause my music, I truly am still looking for that cozy rock to crawl under. Finally end of the line, I am done they keep going thank goodness. Honestly why oh WHY did it half to be other runners I snot on? That was a first, I have never rocketed a human before.
I guess I need to yank the perspective back here. I did have a good week. I finished my Christmas shopping. I was fortunate to have the money for those things. I have a warm home to go to and let messes pile up in. I have a heart that pumps blood. Lungs that breath. Legs to make me feel like flying. Wonderful family, beautiful children. Love to spare. A dog or three to snort my mucous on too. I thank god for all this and more.
I am off to work in a little while, I am not talking AT ALL unless spoken too.
Abba, Dancing Queen
Thursday, December 15, 2011
off the wall wednesday
Yesterday was a pretty ridiculous day. So lets ridicule it. I woke up exhausted. I was kinda spinning my wheels in the morning aimlessly wandering trying to get the kids ready for school and the gym with me. I just HAD to work out since I knew I was eating out later. I must have wanted extra coffee. I took the creamer and apparently stuffed it in the coffee cup cabinet. (I found it at 4pm yummy.)
After my class at the gym, feeling ambitious I decide we need to go over to the post office, sweaty mom and all to mail a package. I didn't have a box, no problem, last time I mailed something I bought a flat rate box- easy peasy. I got a box waited, and tape (sheez) and waited to pay for it until I addressed it. After I paid for it I went to the back of our tiny post office to fill out the adress and put the box together. My son, the 2year old, is at this point laying on the ground playing with a chapstick from my purse. I sigh and ignore as I use the leashed pen. I fill it out and now my wonderful child has his shoes off. Grrrreeat, and now we are drawing a crowd. I pass the line set the box on the counter and say "Merry Christmas". The man says, "wait you didn't pay to mail that". OH, I didn't buy a flat rate box? Son of a bitch. Line is long and now Jude, has lost his patience. Mom, I want it! MOM I WANNNT IT. The lady at the front lets me line jump to pay. I really did appreciate that. Especailly because Jude was rittling my ear drums with blasts blood curdling screams.
Later I pick my oldest up from school, in my sweats and freshly showered self, wet hair, socks with sandals. Lucky there is a line of cars and they let the kids out that way, nobody really sees me. Well that day as we got in the door, Miles pulls out a ornament from his pocket. I asked him if he took it without asking because they usually put everything in their bookbags, he frowned and started to cry. So I pack everyone back into the van, damn it I am teaching him right from wrong right now! Well I get them back to the class room after walking through the church looking rough. I tap on the doors all the preschool teachers are eating lunch together. I tell the teacher after she invites us in that he took something and he wants to return it. She said " No! that's from the guest speaker, he can keep that." Well of course then Miles burst into tears, and then ahem, I did too. In front of all those people, that I will see a few times a week for the rest of the school year. They all hugged us and told us not to worry but of course now I had to tell my kid I was wrong too. If I didn't care about how he turns out it probably wouldn't have been a big deal.
Later that day I had a work related function. As I got myself ready to wear adult clothing and shoes, I found the coffee creamer....just perfect. I get to the party right on time dressed pretty nice ready to enjoy myself and DAMN, I forgot my grab bag. I look in my purse before I enter the room thank goodness a Bob Evans gift card. It was not intended for this party but its going to have to do. It was 5 dollars of the the limit of 20 bucks too. Not wrapped I fling it on the table and make a slacker joke about forgetting to wrap it. Dude! I forgot to bring the damn one I bought. So as the evening goes on we play the swap grab bag where you unwrap and then it can get stolen by the next in line and so on. There was 19 people. No one wanted the gift card, the stealing went on forever to avoid my stinker gift. They kept yelling you take the sausage! It was because the restaurant is like a 20 minute drive away. I bought it with my dad and step mom in mind they live near one. I of course laughed and smiled through my embarrassment. It really was hysterical. Next year I am going to try to find a stupid gift on purpose and wrap it really pretty. Hey at least I made it out the door and I was dressed with make up on and stuff.
The goofy streak is probably continuing....I could use a reprive.
Random: Stand, R.E.M.
After my class at the gym, feeling ambitious I decide we need to go over to the post office, sweaty mom and all to mail a package. I didn't have a box, no problem, last time I mailed something I bought a flat rate box- easy peasy. I got a box waited, and tape (sheez) and waited to pay for it until I addressed it. After I paid for it I went to the back of our tiny post office to fill out the adress and put the box together. My son, the 2year old, is at this point laying on the ground playing with a chapstick from my purse. I sigh and ignore as I use the leashed pen. I fill it out and now my wonderful child has his shoes off. Grrrreeat, and now we are drawing a crowd. I pass the line set the box on the counter and say "Merry Christmas". The man says, "wait you didn't pay to mail that". OH, I didn't buy a flat rate box? Son of a bitch. Line is long and now Jude, has lost his patience. Mom, I want it! MOM I WANNNT IT. The lady at the front lets me line jump to pay. I really did appreciate that. Especailly because Jude was rittling my ear drums with blasts blood curdling screams.
Later I pick my oldest up from school, in my sweats and freshly showered self, wet hair, socks with sandals. Lucky there is a line of cars and they let the kids out that way, nobody really sees me. Well that day as we got in the door, Miles pulls out a ornament from his pocket. I asked him if he took it without asking because they usually put everything in their bookbags, he frowned and started to cry. So I pack everyone back into the van, damn it I am teaching him right from wrong right now! Well I get them back to the class room after walking through the church looking rough. I tap on the doors all the preschool teachers are eating lunch together. I tell the teacher after she invites us in that he took something and he wants to return it. She said " No! that's from the guest speaker, he can keep that." Well of course then Miles burst into tears, and then ahem, I did too. In front of all those people, that I will see a few times a week for the rest of the school year. They all hugged us and told us not to worry but of course now I had to tell my kid I was wrong too. If I didn't care about how he turns out it probably wouldn't have been a big deal.
Later that day I had a work related function. As I got myself ready to wear adult clothing and shoes, I found the coffee creamer....just perfect. I get to the party right on time dressed pretty nice ready to enjoy myself and DAMN, I forgot my grab bag. I look in my purse before I enter the room thank goodness a Bob Evans gift card. It was not intended for this party but its going to have to do. It was 5 dollars of the the limit of 20 bucks too. Not wrapped I fling it on the table and make a slacker joke about forgetting to wrap it. Dude! I forgot to bring the damn one I bought. So as the evening goes on we play the swap grab bag where you unwrap and then it can get stolen by the next in line and so on. There was 19 people. No one wanted the gift card, the stealing went on forever to avoid my stinker gift. They kept yelling you take the sausage! It was because the restaurant is like a 20 minute drive away. I bought it with my dad and step mom in mind they live near one. I of course laughed and smiled through my embarrassment. It really was hysterical. Next year I am going to try to find a stupid gift on purpose and wrap it really pretty. Hey at least I made it out the door and I was dressed with make up on and stuff.
The goofy streak is probably continuing....I could use a reprive.
Random: Stand, R.E.M.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
DAMN TRUCK!!!!
I am not feeling the best today. This could be illness or possibly God's punishment to Eve coming down the pike. Whatever it is brewing I am not sick yet, or whatever but I am feeling stale, and useless today. It's probably the latter of the 2 because as I sit in bed I feel my left ovary, it just ninja kicked me.
This morning I did the bare minimum amount of house work and watched Disney movies the rest of the day with the boys. I usually end up doing stuff all day long if I want to keep up with the house but today I didn't give a rat's ass. And I knew running club was tonight, I didn't have a fever, I have squandered my calories expecting my run I had to go. I was super hungry all day. I ate all most all of my calories for the day and exercise ones I was about to gain.
By the time I got there and got in the store I realized I didn't bring in my Garmin and I was wondering about my time and distance from last week. Well I went back to the truck for it, I couldn't get in. THAT DAMN TRUCK! It is not the first time I have been locked out. I had a key but it wasn't working the lock. I went back into the group and tell everyone um, yeah I can't get in. I told them I needed to run before I could deal with it. Now I'm embarrassed and feeling gross, perfect. I kept up with a nice woman for about half way through the 5k and then my lungs gave out, I told her to go on, even more embarrassing. It was dark when we were nearing the railroad and I cut a block of the route on accident and the other back of the packers met me at the end of the street. I announce "I went the wrong way!" yeah I'm so cool me and my inhaler really. I tail them back to the store still unable to keep up. I try my truck before the back of the packers leave, and it lets me in. Now, I'm not going to type what I said but I was pissed. DAMN TRUCK. So I tell them yeah I am mistaken I can get in. I leave my truck unlocked and decide I am going to make up that damn block I missed like a looser and I wanted to flea the area as it appears I don't even know how to use a key and lock. I figure I could pass the fasties as I go the other direction and tell Lloyd not to wait for me, because he was going to let me use the phone at the store. I could catch them, I saw one of them break off towards the store, I followed but I had nothing left I was slllllllooooooowwwww. As I make it back up the main street of beaver there is Lloyd standing outside his store talking to the walkers. I apologize and tell him the stupid truck opened. He did cut his run short to help me get into my truck, I am really ready to crawl under my truck at this point. Thank goodness a customer straggled in and he had to go, I felt like a big dork. I stretched beside the truck then got in and left. My head was pounding from the albuterol. I think I ended up doing some where between 4 and 5 miles tonight, I feel like garbage. I don't think really anyone probably cared about my silly antics tonight, none the less I feel dumbass.
Oh well always next week!
song for goofus: Hiroshima, Ben Folds
This morning I did the bare minimum amount of house work and watched Disney movies the rest of the day with the boys. I usually end up doing stuff all day long if I want to keep up with the house but today I didn't give a rat's ass. And I knew running club was tonight, I didn't have a fever, I have squandered my calories expecting my run I had to go. I was super hungry all day. I ate all most all of my calories for the day and exercise ones I was about to gain.
By the time I got there and got in the store I realized I didn't bring in my Garmin and I was wondering about my time and distance from last week. Well I went back to the truck for it, I couldn't get in. THAT DAMN TRUCK! It is not the first time I have been locked out. I had a key but it wasn't working the lock. I went back into the group and tell everyone um, yeah I can't get in. I told them I needed to run before I could deal with it. Now I'm embarrassed and feeling gross, perfect. I kept up with a nice woman for about half way through the 5k and then my lungs gave out, I told her to go on, even more embarrassing. It was dark when we were nearing the railroad and I cut a block of the route on accident and the other back of the packers met me at the end of the street. I announce "I went the wrong way!" yeah I'm so cool me and my inhaler really. I tail them back to the store still unable to keep up. I try my truck before the back of the packers leave, and it lets me in. Now, I'm not going to type what I said but I was pissed. DAMN TRUCK. So I tell them yeah I am mistaken I can get in. I leave my truck unlocked and decide I am going to make up that damn block I missed like a looser and I wanted to flea the area as it appears I don't even know how to use a key and lock. I figure I could pass the fasties as I go the other direction and tell Lloyd not to wait for me, because he was going to let me use the phone at the store. I could catch them, I saw one of them break off towards the store, I followed but I had nothing left I was slllllllooooooowwwww. As I make it back up the main street of beaver there is Lloyd standing outside his store talking to the walkers. I apologize and tell him the stupid truck opened. He did cut his run short to help me get into my truck, I am really ready to crawl under my truck at this point. Thank goodness a customer straggled in and he had to go, I felt like a big dork. I stretched beside the truck then got in and left. My head was pounding from the albuterol. I think I ended up doing some where between 4 and 5 miles tonight, I feel like garbage. I don't think really anyone probably cared about my silly antics tonight, none the less I feel dumbass.
Oh well always next week!
song for goofus: Hiroshima, Ben Folds
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Sunday Stats-6
12/4/2011 12/10/2011
Neck 13 13
Larm 12.75 12.5
Rarm 13 12.5
chest 40 40
ribs 35 35
waist 33 32.5
floppy 38 38
butt 43.5 43
Lthigh 25.5 25
Rthigh 25.5 25
calf (left) 17 16.75
calf (right) 16.75 17
Lupperknee 21.5 22
Rupperknee 21 22
Total inches 355.5 354.25
inches lost since last 4.75 1.25
total inches lost from begin 85.5 86.75
Weight 197.4 192.6!!!!!!!!!!!!!
going off to work to day with an "S" on my chest!
resting as planned.
Weigh in Song: The Clarks, Better Off Without You
Neck 13 13
Larm 12.75 12.5
Rarm 13 12.5
chest 40 40
ribs 35 35
waist 33 32.5
floppy 38 38
butt 43.5 43
Lthigh 25.5 25
Rthigh 25.5 25
calf (left) 17 16.75
calf (right) 16.75 17
Lupperknee 21.5 22
Rupperknee 21 22
Total inches 355.5 354.25
inches lost since last 4.75 1.25
total inches lost from begin 85.5 86.75
Weight 197.4 192.6!!!!!!!!!!!!!
going off to work to day with an "S" on my chest!
resting as planned.
Weigh in Song: The Clarks, Better Off Without You
Saturday, December 10, 2011
This weeks highlights
So this week has been busy as most weeks of my life. Starting with Sunday, I took a rest day and dragged my butt around my job later in the day. I felt so tired and discouraged.
Monday I did 36minutes of eliptical, feeling much better.
Tuesday night the Kenyan and I met up at Lloyds and ran with the group. This group doesn't have a name yet it was the first meeting. Lots of fasties there, and lots of walkers, not many middle of the road people like me. I actually at one point went to get my tunes because I didn't want anyone to straggle with me when I know I'm not fast enough. The Kenyan ended up going with me, no tunes needed we yapped the entire time. It was really fun and it didn't feel long or like a lot of work at all. I state this because no one brought a garmin. We didn't know the exact distance or time. The Kenyan guess is 30 minutes and according to mapmyrun.com, the route we took was 3.61 miles, that's a pace of 8.3/m! I really want to meet up again and do the same thing so I can check my garmin after, because if this is true that's a PR for 5k distance for me, but I am having a hard time believing. So of course that cheered me up. And at this point in the week the scale begins to tip in my favor.
Wednesday I did body pump, I felt sore in the legs before we even started.
Thursday I did Biggest Looser Cardio Max DVD for 50 minutes, decided to hold the run I still had a sore achilles, thinking this wold be an easier choice. I forgot that dvd is all squats and lunges, I got a decent sweat in anyways.
Friday I had the privileged of Hubbs being home for the day so I took skip for a 30 minute walk/run. The pup is getting faster and he doesn't like to slow down. I didn't even take proper shoes thinking just a simple walk up hills for 'cise um well we ended up running. Then in the evening it was date night. We didn't have much luck with dinner I was trying to stay in my calorie goal and I was on my phone like an ass trying to look up calories. I got a dinner salad, vinegar and oil no croutons, and a senior portion spaghetti. Well luckily spaghetti was rubbery so I ate a 4th of it. Hubbs gave me a quarter of his rueben we counted it our 150cals. Dessert was a 60 cal tootsie pop. We ended up in the mall with every other human being in Beaver County. I ran into someone from my previous job, whom I haven't seen in a year. She was asking about the usual, how you been, hows the kids type conversation. I couldn't help but notice the once over look more than once. She did say I looked different but I could tell it was a big difference for her. Then we saw some atheletic tees on sale and ryan had me try on the extra large and said "try the next size down that's a little big" so I put on a large an it fits. I have noticed with most of my clothes getting bigger, I think I have go down a letter size to a large now. =).
Today I did 5miles at the track alone. I did 5 in 59minutes. Pretty good for an easy 5 for this girl. Got the salty cheeks on my face again, yuk.
Tomorrow I am resting. I know the streak is really good for weight loss, but I am having some soreness issues. I picked Sunday so I can go to church with my family before I have to hurry off to work. It really helped taking a day off last week, and I am going to make it a habit.
Thankful to be able to get my workouts done, and my normal busy-mess over with. Christmas shopping errands, children juggling, food cooking and such-its intense and I am so happy I have been lucky enough to find the time. My little one has started potty training too, tugging at my heart stings and my nerves at the same time. Look out for tomorrows stats!
Snowman, The Clarks
Monday I did 36minutes of eliptical, feeling much better.
Tuesday night the Kenyan and I met up at Lloyds and ran with the group. This group doesn't have a name yet it was the first meeting. Lots of fasties there, and lots of walkers, not many middle of the road people like me. I actually at one point went to get my tunes because I didn't want anyone to straggle with me when I know I'm not fast enough. The Kenyan ended up going with me, no tunes needed we yapped the entire time. It was really fun and it didn't feel long or like a lot of work at all. I state this because no one brought a garmin. We didn't know the exact distance or time. The Kenyan guess is 30 minutes and according to mapmyrun.com, the route we took was 3.61 miles, that's a pace of 8.3/m! I really want to meet up again and do the same thing so I can check my garmin after, because if this is true that's a PR for 5k distance for me, but I am having a hard time believing. So of course that cheered me up. And at this point in the week the scale begins to tip in my favor.
Wednesday I did body pump, I felt sore in the legs before we even started.
Thursday I did Biggest Looser Cardio Max DVD for 50 minutes, decided to hold the run I still had a sore achilles, thinking this wold be an easier choice. I forgot that dvd is all squats and lunges, I got a decent sweat in anyways.
Friday I had the privileged of Hubbs being home for the day so I took skip for a 30 minute walk/run. The pup is getting faster and he doesn't like to slow down. I didn't even take proper shoes thinking just a simple walk up hills for 'cise um well we ended up running. Then in the evening it was date night. We didn't have much luck with dinner I was trying to stay in my calorie goal and I was on my phone like an ass trying to look up calories. I got a dinner salad, vinegar and oil no croutons, and a senior portion spaghetti. Well luckily spaghetti was rubbery so I ate a 4th of it. Hubbs gave me a quarter of his rueben we counted it our 150cals. Dessert was a 60 cal tootsie pop. We ended up in the mall with every other human being in Beaver County. I ran into someone from my previous job, whom I haven't seen in a year. She was asking about the usual, how you been, hows the kids type conversation. I couldn't help but notice the once over look more than once. She did say I looked different but I could tell it was a big difference for her. Then we saw some atheletic tees on sale and ryan had me try on the extra large and said "try the next size down that's a little big" so I put on a large an it fits. I have noticed with most of my clothes getting bigger, I think I have go down a letter size to a large now. =).
Today I did 5miles at the track alone. I did 5 in 59minutes. Pretty good for an easy 5 for this girl. Got the salty cheeks on my face again, yuk.
Tomorrow I am resting. I know the streak is really good for weight loss, but I am having some soreness issues. I picked Sunday so I can go to church with my family before I have to hurry off to work. It really helped taking a day off last week, and I am going to make it a habit.
Thankful to be able to get my workouts done, and my normal busy-mess over with. Christmas shopping errands, children juggling, food cooking and such-its intense and I am so happy I have been lucky enough to find the time. My little one has started potty training too, tugging at my heart stings and my nerves at the same time. Look out for tomorrows stats!
Snowman, The Clarks
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Honest.
I have talked about brutal honesty a lot as I write my blog. I can't say enough how being honest and open has changed my life.
Before, even as a young teen I was secretive about my weight. It was painful because I was larger than most. So instead of getting weighed and a physical with the other girls in 8th grade my mom took me to the doctor and I explained what I was fretting about. The doctor wrote "normal" on my physical paper under weight.
I was a frequent starter and quitter. When things got tough I gave up. Every time I let something go I took on more. More food, more calories, more flab, more self loathing, more bad habits.
I used to pretend I didn't smoke around my mom, dad, and in laws. It was obvious that I smelled like body splash(too much of it) and cigarettes. But I was a master of bullshit and immaturity.
When I had an excuse to not be taking care of myself, for example my foot pain in my 20's, I milked that excuse dry. I couldn't exercise cause it hurt, that's why I'm getting fatter- its not my fault. Better start smoking more, that's stressing me out.
I struggled in the beginning of nursing school in college to be perfect. I had to actually give up my opinions of the world and life and admit I didn't know everything, then I was able to be taught. Yeah really, I used to argue in lectures, then I saw my first grade and realized these people were being paid to teach me what they know not the other way around. That was humbling- I needed it. I finished school with an impressive average because I listened to what was told to me and studied it.
I think being humbled makes you better than you were. It may seem terrible at first but its a lesson from God that will carry you through life. I am thankful for what that has done in my life.
I am not going to go back into the epiphany that started my whole weight loss and fitness process again. It became easy when I stopped hiding. When I cried out for help. And it has only gotten better as I share the process with others.
It won't do me any favors to fudge anything. Being honest really takes the bad feelings out of your head. I strive to be totally honest, it keeps me out of trouble. Its also one quality that has been so hard for me achieve I really admire seeing it in others. Its really my idea of courage and strength. Yesterday would have been a day I would have loved to be dishonest but I posted my gain. I felt like it cast a shadow of failure and doubt over my head all day. I am glad I shared though, it will only make the progress that much sweeter.
Onward friends!
Ben Folds, There's Always Someone Cooler Than You
Before, even as a young teen I was secretive about my weight. It was painful because I was larger than most. So instead of getting weighed and a physical with the other girls in 8th grade my mom took me to the doctor and I explained what I was fretting about. The doctor wrote "normal" on my physical paper under weight.
I was a frequent starter and quitter. When things got tough I gave up. Every time I let something go I took on more. More food, more calories, more flab, more self loathing, more bad habits.
I used to pretend I didn't smoke around my mom, dad, and in laws. It was obvious that I smelled like body splash(too much of it) and cigarettes. But I was a master of bullshit and immaturity.
When I had an excuse to not be taking care of myself, for example my foot pain in my 20's, I milked that excuse dry. I couldn't exercise cause it hurt, that's why I'm getting fatter- its not my fault. Better start smoking more, that's stressing me out.
I struggled in the beginning of nursing school in college to be perfect. I had to actually give up my opinions of the world and life and admit I didn't know everything, then I was able to be taught. Yeah really, I used to argue in lectures, then I saw my first grade and realized these people were being paid to teach me what they know not the other way around. That was humbling- I needed it. I finished school with an impressive average because I listened to what was told to me and studied it.
I think being humbled makes you better than you were. It may seem terrible at first but its a lesson from God that will carry you through life. I am thankful for what that has done in my life.
I am not going to go back into the epiphany that started my whole weight loss and fitness process again. It became easy when I stopped hiding. When I cried out for help. And it has only gotten better as I share the process with others.
It won't do me any favors to fudge anything. Being honest really takes the bad feelings out of your head. I strive to be totally honest, it keeps me out of trouble. Its also one quality that has been so hard for me achieve I really admire seeing it in others. Its really my idea of courage and strength. Yesterday would have been a day I would have loved to be dishonest but I posted my gain. I felt like it cast a shadow of failure and doubt over my head all day. I am glad I shared though, it will only make the progress that much sweeter.
Onward friends!
Ben Folds, There's Always Someone Cooler Than You
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Sunday Stats- 5
Day 30 of my streak and I'm going to rest before work today. I am exhausted. I feel poofy all over. My fingers are swollen even my face feels a bit puffy so I am trying to not let my weight get me down. 29 day days in a row of out right ass kicking and I am taking a break. You shouldn't step on the scale in the morning and cry, not because its horrible but because you work so hard it doesn't make sense. I am not taking the day of from my calorie counting, no way! I think the measurements reflect this weeks work. I know I feel it, I can barely sit down, and it hurts to yawn.
11/7 12/3
neck 13 13
Larm 13.25 12.75
Rarm 13.25 13
Chest 40 40
ribs 35 35
waist 33 33
floppy 39.5 38(look at that!)
Buttocks 43.5 43.5
Lthigh 26 25.5
Rthigh 26 25.5
Lcalf 17 17
Rcalf 17 16.75
Lknee 21.5 21.5
Rknee 21.5 21
total 360.25 355.5
lost 0.75 4.75
beginning loss 80.75 85.5(taller than me)
wt 196.2 197.4 *big tears*
Yesterday morning for the long run, I had plan to scrap it all together being sore and all I was only going to walk/run Skip. After I got on the scale I had gone from 196 Monday to 197 yesterday so I forced myself to run. Now I am even puffier. Then I had an insane night at work and didn't get any water and only one pee break. I hate it when people are full of excuses but I really do feel a need to get this out for the record because I have been busting my ass. In 30 days I have been over my calorie goal 2 times. Once this week by 127 cals and then in the morning I was 196. SIGH. I am just working on flushing all the garbage out of my system so I can feel normal. I don't want to to break the streak but all athletes have to take a rest day and really every source of my body is tapped and I still have to spend 8hours on my feet at work tonight. I don't want to end up injured again.
On the agenda this week I am going to Lloyds for his first ever running group on tuesday night any other readers want to go its at 6pm at the store.
Atreyu, Lose it
11/7 12/3
neck 13 13
Larm 13.25 12.75
Rarm 13.25 13
Chest 40 40
ribs 35 35
waist 33 33
floppy 39.5 38(look at that!)
Buttocks 43.5 43.5
Lthigh 26 25.5
Rthigh 26 25.5
Lcalf 17 17
Rcalf 17 16.75
Lknee 21.5 21.5
Rknee 21.5 21
total 360.25 355.5
lost 0.75 4.75
beginning loss 80.75 85.5(taller than me)
wt 196.2 197.4 *big tears*
Yesterday morning for the long run, I had plan to scrap it all together being sore and all I was only going to walk/run Skip. After I got on the scale I had gone from 196 Monday to 197 yesterday so I forced myself to run. Now I am even puffier. Then I had an insane night at work and didn't get any water and only one pee break. I hate it when people are full of excuses but I really do feel a need to get this out for the record because I have been busting my ass. In 30 days I have been over my calorie goal 2 times. Once this week by 127 cals and then in the morning I was 196. SIGH. I am just working on flushing all the garbage out of my system so I can feel normal. I don't want to to break the streak but all athletes have to take a rest day and really every source of my body is tapped and I still have to spend 8hours on my feet at work tonight. I don't want to end up injured again.
On the agenda this week I am going to Lloyds for his first ever running group on tuesday night any other readers want to go its at 6pm at the store.
Atreyu, Lose it
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