Month: October 2017

All I Wanna Do…

Yesterday evening was nice and cool again, no rain, so I couldn’t resist double-knotting my running shoes and heading outside for a speedy run…okay, yeah right, more like a leisurely, turtle-like jog. 

I wish I was more graceful and could dig my phone out of my arm band to take pictures without falling down, accidentally turning off Runkeeper, breaking my headphones, or dropping my phone and shattering it to a million pieces.  I went off the beaten path and tried out a trail instead, and it was gorgeous.  Much more treacherous, thanks to tree roots and rocks, but absolutely beautiful.  I definitely need to explore there again.

I covered six miles last night, mostly because I thought one street came out a good bit closer to my way home, but hey, it was more calories burned, right?  The only problem was (refer back to wishing I was more graceful) I tripped on a tree root and went airborne for a heart-pounding moment.  I didn’t fall on my face, but I landed awkwardly on my left leg, and it’s still sore today.  I will give it a break this evening by doing upper-body weight training.

All I’ve wanted to do this week is snack and munch and graze and chow down like there’s no tomorrow.  It’s only Tuesday, and I’ve used a week’s worth of will power just not eating everything in sight!   I refuse to go over my Weight Watchers points, though.  I am determined to have a good weigh-in this Saturday!

Probably how my husband feels already!

Weight Loss but Still Frustrated

I was excited to weigh in Saturday morning and see the results of my first week of Weight Watchers: 180 pounds even.  Problem is, when I went to compare that to last week, I remembered that I chickened out last week and didn’t weigh in.  Damnit!  So I don’t really know what I lost.  Compared to my weigh-in from two weeks ago, I lost 1.4 pounds.   I know it was really much more than that, though, because I have no doubt I had a gain last week. 

I should be happy with a loss, but not knowing exactly what I lost just left me frustrated.  I feel like I worked hard all week and don’t really know what the result was.  Back at it this week, and at least this Saturday, I will have an accurate weigh-in comparison and will know exactly what I lose.

We are finally having some cooler weather here, and I love it!  I hate summer.  Give me sweatshirts, fireplaces, hot tea, and snuggling under a blanket any day. 

My husband and I worked in our yard yesterday, and the day was just beautiful.  I didn’t notice until this morning, on my way to work, that he also changed my car’s windshield wiper blades at some point while I was buried in a tree or shrub, trimming away.

We took advantage of the chilly weekend and snuggled up.  That’s when he told me he would be happy if I didn’t change a thing.  I asked what he meant, and he said he likes how I look right now.

At first I wished he hadn’t said it.  Knowing he is fine with how I look right now could easily just become my excuse not to lose any weight at all.  Then I snapped out of it and told myself how obnoxious I was being.  It was a compliment, for goodness sake.  He likes how I look.  It’s not his fault my brain twisted sweet words into justification for not losing any more weight.

Bottom line, my current weight simply is not healthy.  I want to reach a healthy weight and be fit and strong.  So I will keep working at losing this weight. 

First Week of Weight Watchers

My first week of Weight Watchers is almost over.  Tomorrow morning I will weigh in.  For the first time in a long time, I am nervous about weigh-in!  The past few months, I already knew, long before I got anywhere near my scale, that I had a gain.  I already knew I had done nothing to work for a loss. 

This week is different.  Much different.  I have eaten a lot better, cut way back on soda, and exercised each day.  I have no idea what to expect on the scale.  Of course I am hoping for a loss, but how much of one, I don’t know.  I don’t want to get my hopes up too high, but I have worked hard this week. 

I was mentally drained when I left work yesterday.  I do believe my boss and co-workers are under the impression that my new job title is Super Woman, and that I can leap tall buildings, do multiple projects at the same time, and perform miracles, all while keeping up with my e-mails, answering their stupid questions, and teaching them one more time how to do their own jobs. 

When I got home, I didn’t want to work out.  I just wanted to get comfy, grab a blanket, and snuggle up on the couch.  Instead I searched workouts online and tried one I had never heard of, a weight training workout, that wasn’t half bad.  Today my shoulders are a little sore, so I must have done something right.

Tonight’s workout will be cardio, maybe another run, haven’t decided yet.  Then it will be up early on Saturday for one last workout before weigh-in!

Back to Running

I went over my daily Weight Watchers points yesterday by 5 points, but I am not concerned about it, for several reasons.  One, I get 35 weekly points that I hadn’t tapped into yet before yesterday.  Two, I have my settings set to not add in fitness points.  I don’t want to get overconfident and overeat just because I worked out. 

But yesterday I not only walked 2 miles during my lunch, I went running after work.  It was such a beautiful day, I decided to take my run from the boring old gym treadmill and head outside.  I’m glad I did.  It’s a much better workout to run outside (and my sore legs are reminding me of that today), and I don’t get bored quite as quickly as I do on the treadmill.  I covered 5 miles!  I couldn’t believe it.  My goal had been 3 miles, but when I hit 3 and felt like I still had gas in the tank, I decided to keep going.  It felt rough at some points, and I definitely felt every single ounce of the weight I have gained since the wedding, but hey, that’s why I am out there in the first place, right?  The pounds aren’t going to lost themselves.

So I am pretty sure that my run covered me for those 5 extra points.  I won’t make a habit of relying on my fitness points, though, and my goal is to stay under my daily points, whether I work out or not.

A hot, steamy shower felt so good after that run in the cool evening air.  I am feeling that run today, but I am actually not as sore as I thought I would be.  It was my first run outside in quite a while.

I’ve been so busy at work today that I am well under my points (still have 15 out of 30).  I have barely had time to breathe, let alone snack.  I only had time for one mile during my lunch, since I wanted to leave enough time to check out campsites and reserve a spot for my husband and I to finally go camping again!  I’m so excited. 

His tent was so old it practically disintegrated into dust the last time we went camping, and we could admire stars through its roof, ha ha.  I bought a new one this summer, and we’ve been dying to get away.  I love making a fire, eating food cooked on the fire, going for walks in the woods, and snuggling up in the tent together on a chilly night.  I can’t wait! 

Bury Them!

Day #2 (yesterday) of Weight Watchers went well, and I finished the day under points again.  I’m surprised my body hasn’t gone into shock from me actually eating fruits and vegetables!  Most fruit and vegetables are zero points, so when I went grocery shopping over the weekend, I stocked up for my snacks.  I’ll be honest, I would still prefer soda and a candy bar, but Weight Watchers frowns upon those and assigns them a ton of points, the sadistic bastards.

Yesterday was the first day in a loooooong time that I didn’t have so much as a single drop of soda.  Soda is just too many points, and it’s not worth it.

The nitwit who questioned my miles in the wellness challenge at work has no idea that he or she lit a fire under my ass like they wouldn’t believe.  Last night’s workout was weights, but after I finished that, I decided to tack on two miles of Leslie Sansone walking workout, purely for spite.  Then I walked two miles during my lunch today.  If they want something to complain about, I am more than willing to give it to them!

My husband was angry as well.  In fact, I think he was cursing about it even more than I was last night.  He sees me pack my gym bag so I can hit Spinning class after work, and he sees me come home sweaty and stinky.  He sees me drag myself off the couch when I’m tired but still need to get a workout in. He wakes up when the alarm goes off in the pitch black when I have no choice but to work out in the morning.  (I would say he suffers silently, but anyone who knows him already knows that is most definitely not the case!)  Even hinting that I have not fully earned each and every one of the miles I have reported for this challenge did far more than just irritate him.  He is offended by it, as am I.

But if it can serve a positive purpose, then so be it.  All I keep thinking is, “They shouldn’t have pissed me off.”  Before, they were just going to lose.  Now I am going to see to it that they are absolutely, positively buried!

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