That's how long it's been since I've worked out.
I went in at an obscene (for me) hour on Saturday to complete my week 5 of couch to 5k. I got a bit of guilty pleasure because as I ran, I watched the Food Network make all kinds of fattening food. It was actually pretty fun in a warped way.
I wanted to take Sunday off because I think giving the body a day off from exercise once a week is important. Monday, I woke up feeling pretty awful with a cold. Same thing yesterday, if not worse. Today I feel a bit better, but definitely not up to exercising. Besides that, I need to bake 8 or 9 pies, as well as rolls. And my kids are out of school. Simply too much going on.
On the up side, I weighed myself this morning, and the phantom chocolate cake seems to be gone. Finally. It's going to be a good day, I can tell.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Dear Coughing Lady at the Gym
Yes, I mean YOU. You are the one who made #5 on my pet peeves at the gym post that I made recently.
I didn't get a good look at you last time, so I unknowingly got on the treadmill next to you. Again. You are still coughing every 10 seconds or so. And you kept stopping your run and standing on the sides of your treadmill while you tried to catch your breath. You do realize that if you do that, you aren't *actually* running as far as the treadmill says, right?
Oh, and it was really rude of you to move the fan that was pointing at both of us so that it was only pointing at you. The only reason I didn't scream at you in a PMS induced rage is because you weren't covering your mouth when you coughed, and I didn't want those germs being blown onto me.
ahhhhh, I feel better.
I didn't get a good look at you last time, so I unknowingly got on the treadmill next to you. Again. You are still coughing every 10 seconds or so. And you kept stopping your run and standing on the sides of your treadmill while you tried to catch your breath. You do realize that if you do that, you aren't *actually* running as far as the treadmill says, right?
Oh, and it was really rude of you to move the fan that was pointing at both of us so that it was only pointing at you. The only reason I didn't scream at you in a PMS induced rage is because you weren't covering your mouth when you coughed, and I didn't want those germs being blown onto me.
ahhhhh, I feel better.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
7 days sober
I don't know that sober is the right word for it. But, I haven't had any soda for seven days. I still feel really irritable, and am still craving it like crazy.
I think having a sem-defined goal helps. In the past when I quit, I just said that I quit. Period. But then after 3 or 4 days, I'd rationalize that having it once in a while would be ok. So I'd have a mountain dew. Then, I'd have one a couple days later. Then the next day. Before I knew it, I'd be back to my old habit, and sometimes having even more. The only time I actually stuck to my mountain dew free goal was when I lived in Japan. Of course, that made it easy- they didn't sell it in the stores. There were two or three drink machines that sold it in the entire town of 200k people. Ironically, I discovered one of them was across the street from my apartment, but by the time I made that discovery, I wasn't desperate anymore. Plus, over there, they make their soda with real sugar instead of high fructose corn syrup, so it tasted like the throwback stuff. Ew.
This time around, I've said I can't have any for the rest of November. I think that at the end of the month, if I've actually seen a decent weightloss, I may decide to extend it through December.
The other thing that has helped me a bit this time is the concept of addiction. Being addicted to something, anything can be ugly. I went on a cruise last year, and the cruise ships didn't have my mountain dew. I was going through serious headache withdrawals, and some of the time on that vacation, I spent looking for a bottle of mountain dew instead of enjoying the sights, meeting the people, etc. Seriously, that is messed up.
Someone close to me is a drug addict, and they've had some very unpleasant things happen as a result of their addiction. Sometimes I want to shake some sense into them. They have all these tools and people around them, wanting them to quit, willing to do anything to support thing to quit, and yet they keep using. They almost died this year. They've wrecked a couple cars. They've watched friends almost die. They've been arrested and gone to jail. Yet they keep using.
I've realized that I am addicted to my mountain dew. Sure, it isn't going to get me arrested, or killed, or anything like that. But how can I sit there and be judgmental for their decisions when I am addicted to something as well. I'm probably making a huge drama queen post out of it, but it is hypocritical to sit here and feed my addiction and expect them to quit something that has a much more powerful hold on them.
In other ramblings:
I completed week four of the couch to 5k program. I thought I would have to repeat week four again, but I actually feel like I can move on. I don't think that I'll ever be a runner, but I think it will help me get into better shape.
I have lost almost all of my phantom cake. I would normally be thrilled with the amount of weight I lost this week, except that I'm still a pound up from the weigh in on Nov. 1. Considering I've been very well behaved with my eating and exercise, I'm irritated. Here I am, halfway through the month, and I'm struggling to get BACK to where I was at the beginning of the month. -sigh- I will just keep plugging along.
I think having a sem-defined goal helps. In the past when I quit, I just said that I quit. Period. But then after 3 or 4 days, I'd rationalize that having it once in a while would be ok. So I'd have a mountain dew. Then, I'd have one a couple days later. Then the next day. Before I knew it, I'd be back to my old habit, and sometimes having even more. The only time I actually stuck to my mountain dew free goal was when I lived in Japan. Of course, that made it easy- they didn't sell it in the stores. There were two or three drink machines that sold it in the entire town of 200k people. Ironically, I discovered one of them was across the street from my apartment, but by the time I made that discovery, I wasn't desperate anymore. Plus, over there, they make their soda with real sugar instead of high fructose corn syrup, so it tasted like the throwback stuff. Ew.
This time around, I've said I can't have any for the rest of November. I think that at the end of the month, if I've actually seen a decent weightloss, I may decide to extend it through December.
The other thing that has helped me a bit this time is the concept of addiction. Being addicted to something, anything can be ugly. I went on a cruise last year, and the cruise ships didn't have my mountain dew. I was going through serious headache withdrawals, and some of the time on that vacation, I spent looking for a bottle of mountain dew instead of enjoying the sights, meeting the people, etc. Seriously, that is messed up.
Someone close to me is a drug addict, and they've had some very unpleasant things happen as a result of their addiction. Sometimes I want to shake some sense into them. They have all these tools and people around them, wanting them to quit, willing to do anything to support thing to quit, and yet they keep using. They almost died this year. They've wrecked a couple cars. They've watched friends almost die. They've been arrested and gone to jail. Yet they keep using.
I've realized that I am addicted to my mountain dew. Sure, it isn't going to get me arrested, or killed, or anything like that. But how can I sit there and be judgmental for their decisions when I am addicted to something as well. I'm probably making a huge drama queen post out of it, but it is hypocritical to sit here and feed my addiction and expect them to quit something that has a much more powerful hold on them.
In other ramblings:
I completed week four of the couch to 5k program. I thought I would have to repeat week four again, but I actually feel like I can move on. I don't think that I'll ever be a runner, but I think it will help me get into better shape.
I have lost almost all of my phantom cake. I would normally be thrilled with the amount of weight I lost this week, except that I'm still a pound up from the weigh in on Nov. 1. Considering I've been very well behaved with my eating and exercise, I'm irritated. Here I am, halfway through the month, and I'm struggling to get BACK to where I was at the beginning of the month. -sigh- I will just keep plugging along.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Where's my chocolate cake?
ARGH!!!!!!!
So I weighed myself this morning, and apparently the scale thinks that I single handedly consumed a Costco Chocolate Cake (yes, it deserves the caps). I don't remember this happening. I would remember and have enjoyed every second if this really did happen.
I *DO* remember doing week four, workout one on the couch to 5k running program, then walking at a brisk pace to have a solid 70 minutes of fitness yesterday. I remember NOT having any soda at all. I remember lean pork and asparagus for dinner, and eating nothing after dinner.
Seriously, so not fair.
I have decided to completely go soda free through the end of November. This lack of sugar, hfcs, and caffeine *may* make me a little irritable.
So I weighed myself this morning, and apparently the scale thinks that I single handedly consumed a Costco Chocolate Cake (yes, it deserves the caps). I don't remember this happening. I would remember and have enjoyed every second if this really did happen.
I *DO* remember doing week four, workout one on the couch to 5k running program, then walking at a brisk pace to have a solid 70 minutes of fitness yesterday. I remember NOT having any soda at all. I remember lean pork and asparagus for dinner, and eating nothing after dinner.
Seriously, so not fair.
I have decided to completely go soda free through the end of November. This lack of sugar, hfcs, and caffeine *may* make me a little irritable.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
a different kind of milestone
I had really tiny fingers when I got married. My wedding ring was a size 4 or 4.25. I couldn't wear it while I was pregnant because my fingers swelled up, but within days of the baby being born, I could wear it again.
That is, until my fourth and last child was born 2.5 years ago. My fingers never went back down, and I was a size 5 finger.
I know it's stupid, but it bothered me. I wanted to lose weight and be able to wear my wedding ring again. I know I could get it sized, but I didn't want to.
So, instead, I bought a "bling ring" (a cz anniversary band), and it was fun, but I was a little sad about my wedding ring.
I hadn't tried on my wedding ring in quite a long time. Today on the radio, the discussion topic was "Why aren't you wearing your wedding ring?", and it got me thinking about my real ring again.
For giggles, I tried it on today. It fits! It's snugger than it used to be, but I can wear it comfortably. I am still only a couple pounds from my all time heaviest weight (pregnancy excepted), but I feel fitter than I have for most of my married life. So while I am chubby, no doubt, I am getting leaner.
It was a nice thing for me. I skipped the gym today because I was too sore, but it was nice to see a result in an unexpected place.
That is, until my fourth and last child was born 2.5 years ago. My fingers never went back down, and I was a size 5 finger.
I know it's stupid, but it bothered me. I wanted to lose weight and be able to wear my wedding ring again. I know I could get it sized, but I didn't want to.
So, instead, I bought a "bling ring" (a cz anniversary band), and it was fun, but I was a little sad about my wedding ring.
I hadn't tried on my wedding ring in quite a long time. Today on the radio, the discussion topic was "Why aren't you wearing your wedding ring?", and it got me thinking about my real ring again.
For giggles, I tried it on today. It fits! It's snugger than it used to be, but I can wear it comfortably. I am still only a couple pounds from my all time heaviest weight (pregnancy excepted), but I feel fitter than I have for most of my married life. So while I am chubby, no doubt, I am getting leaner.
It was a nice thing for me. I skipped the gym today because I was too sore, but it was nice to see a result in an unexpected place.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Things I hate about the gym
I go to a ladies' only gym, so I suspect my list of pet peeves would be longer if I went to a co-ed gym. Here's things that set my teeth on edge.
1- People who save spots/set up equipment for friends who may or may not show up. This one bugs me more than anything else. I'll show up to a weights class with 5 minutes to spare, and there's little to no weights left, and I'm tucked up in a corner by a wall. 5 minutes into the class, someone will come breezing in, and they have a full set up with more weights than they need, in a prime spot in the room because some friend saved it for them. Or, worse, they no-show, and all those weights just sit there. Being cranky, I'll go grab what I need if it's 10 minutes into class and it's unclaimed. Kick boxing is even worse because people will get turned away if there's too many people. GRRRRRRRRR.
2- People who talk through class. I think it shows disrespect for the teacher. It also shows you aren't working very hard if you chat. It also is distracting, and you're never talking about anything interesting enough to make the distraction worth it. Shut up and work out, or leave the class area if you want to visit.
3- People who don't wipe down the equipment after they're finished.
4- People who are reading a book and trying to do a leg machine at the same time. But they're in a really good part or something, so they do one rep every 15 seconds. Come on!
5- People who are obviously ill, coming to work out. Lady, if you are coughing every 8 seconds, maybe you should take a day away from the treadmill and recover.
6- People bringing obviously ill children to the daycare.
7- Daycare volunteers who can't tell the difference between allergies and a cold (no, I am not a #6, I swear!).
8- Daycare volunteers who completely ignore all children save for their own. Help with the kids!
9- People who attend the weights class, and then substitute moves that are not a good substitute (for example, if we're doing chest press, they decide to do bicep curls instead). Yes, I realize this is petty, but it seems stupid to go to the class if you're not going to largely follow the instructor. Oddly enough, most of these people are also the chatters from #2.
10- People who have totally perfect bodies. Actually, I have a love/hate relationship with them. I'm so jealous I can't see straight, but they act as inspiration for me.
11- People who run wicked fast for a crazy long time on the treadmills. Ditto #10- I'm just jealous.
1- People who save spots/set up equipment for friends who may or may not show up. This one bugs me more than anything else. I'll show up to a weights class with 5 minutes to spare, and there's little to no weights left, and I'm tucked up in a corner by a wall. 5 minutes into the class, someone will come breezing in, and they have a full set up with more weights than they need, in a prime spot in the room because some friend saved it for them. Or, worse, they no-show, and all those weights just sit there. Being cranky, I'll go grab what I need if it's 10 minutes into class and it's unclaimed. Kick boxing is even worse because people will get turned away if there's too many people. GRRRRRRRRR.
2- People who talk through class. I think it shows disrespect for the teacher. It also shows you aren't working very hard if you chat. It also is distracting, and you're never talking about anything interesting enough to make the distraction worth it. Shut up and work out, or leave the class area if you want to visit.
3- People who don't wipe down the equipment after they're finished.
4- People who are reading a book and trying to do a leg machine at the same time. But they're in a really good part or something, so they do one rep every 15 seconds. Come on!
5- People who are obviously ill, coming to work out. Lady, if you are coughing every 8 seconds, maybe you should take a day away from the treadmill and recover.
6- People bringing obviously ill children to the daycare.
7- Daycare volunteers who can't tell the difference between allergies and a cold (no, I am not a #6, I swear!).
8- Daycare volunteers who completely ignore all children save for their own. Help with the kids!
9- People who attend the weights class, and then substitute moves that are not a good substitute (for example, if we're doing chest press, they decide to do bicep curls instead). Yes, I realize this is petty, but it seems stupid to go to the class if you're not going to largely follow the instructor. Oddly enough, most of these people are also the chatters from #2.
10- People who have totally perfect bodies. Actually, I have a love/hate relationship with them. I'm so jealous I can't see straight, but they act as inspiration for me.
11- People who run wicked fast for a crazy long time on the treadmills. Ditto #10- I'm just jealous.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Nov. 1 weigh in
Sept 1: 155.8
Oct. 1: 152.8
Nov. 1: 152.2
Not impressive. But, at least it isn't a gain. I am happy that I lost .6. My fat percentage went down a little more. This month, I exercised 1580 minutes. I have noticed that I had to move up to heavier weights, and when jogging, my heart has gone from the high 170s to the high 160s. That right there has me more excited than a 5 lb loss would.
Oct. 1: 152.8
Nov. 1: 152.2
Not impressive. But, at least it isn't a gain. I am happy that I lost .6. My fat percentage went down a little more. This month, I exercised 1580 minutes. I have noticed that I had to move up to heavier weights, and when jogging, my heart has gone from the high 170s to the high 160s. That right there has me more excited than a 5 lb loss would.
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