Category: mini goal

Thirteen Miles

Last night was kind of chilly, in the 40s, but I really needed to fit in a long run.  I’m glad I went.  Ever have one of those workouts where you just feel strong, like you could go forever?  I ended up running 13.1 miles, a half-marathon distance, then gave my poor legs a much-needed stretch and headed home.

It didn’t take long after I stopped running for me to get bone-numbingly cold!  I took the hottest shower I could stand and immediately discovered all the places that my running clothes had chafed.

It was worth the pain!  I stretched my legs again afterward, iced my foot, then finally snuggled with my husband under a blanket on the couch.  Not surprisingly, I slept like the dead after that run.

Thirteen miles gives me a lot of time to think.  My thoughts bounced all over creation, from worrying about the kids (always), to my next weight loss mini-goal, to races I might want to try out this year.

My next mini-goal is to be under 155 pounds by my first weigh-in for February (the 2nd).  That is three weeks away, and less than five pounds, so it should be doable.

It hit me all of a sudden, while I was running and thinking last night, that I have less than 20 pounds to go to my goal.  I’ve thought about it before, of course, but it’s like it didn’t really sink in until last night.  It’s always been so far away, so way off in the distance, that the concept that I am finally this close is nearly unbelievable.

I need a solid plan for maintenance before then.  I refuse to gain this weight back.  I refuse to do that to myself, after all of this hard work.  I have some time to get a plan together.  I just need to be certain that I definitely do it.

Small Loss

I weighed in on Saturday to a loss of a little over one pound.  I know, I know, one pound is still a loss, still progress, still moving in the right direction.  But I just can’t help but feel disappointed when my weight loss is so small after a week of hard work!  I looked at the scale and scowled, “That’s it?”

But it was still a loss, and I really am happy for that.  It means I am 1.2 pounds away from a mini goal, and I aim to hit that mini goal this week.

A huge challenge this week is that, thanks to this plantar fasciitis pain in my heel not going away, I am going to nix running the entire week.  Not one step.  I need this to heal up, and I don’t know what else to do.  I will still strength train and do other cardio workouts, but since running even decreased mileage seems to be aggravating it, I am taking a complete break from running to see if that finally brings some relief.

Yesterday I cooked a big batch of chicken with portobello mushrooms, and since no one else in my family likes it, I have plenty left to pack for my lunches this week.  I like not wondering what to pack for lunch, although after the second or third day, I will be deathly sick of chicken with mushrooms!

New Mini Goals

After struggling the last few days, I decided that obviously I need a clear goal to work toward, or else I cut myself so much slack that I lose my way.  Before the wedding, every time I wanted to skip a workout or eat like it’s a competitive sport, I was able to think about the wedding dress, the pictures, how I wanted to look and feel, and it would kick me back into gear.  Now that the wedding is over, my brain has decided it’s time for a smorgasbord, non-stop eating, cake for breakfast (hey, don’t judge), etc.

I refuse to gain back the weight I worked so hard to lose.  Last night I sat down with a notebook and started scribbling out some ideas.  I need a new goal, something new to focus on.  Well, the kids start school soon, but that is only about two weeks away, too short to set any kind of goal.  But their Open Houses will be the end of August.  And conveniently enough, my company is holding a large event at the end of September, and I will need to dress up for that.

So, behold!  My newest two mini-goals:

1. To lose 10 pounds (and be 147 or lower) by the kids’ school Open Houses at the end of August

2. To bust my butt and be at goal weight/goal size by the work event at the end of September

I don’t know what kind of damage I’ve done this week with two days of overeating, but I still have today, tomorrow, and Friday to salvage the week and hopefully have at least a 1-pound loss by Saturday’s weigh in.  I feel better having something to aim for again, something to focus on and work toward.

I have a size 8 skirt that I love and haven’t been able to wear in a long, long time.  I’d be thrilled to be able to wear that to the kids’ Open Houses.  I feel like I have been a size 10 forever.  Surely if I am able to lose 10 pounds by then, I will finally fit into the size 8 skirt!  That’s my hope, anyway.

Wedding Mini-Goal: Met!

Saturday’s weigh in was awesome!  I was so excited to see 159.8 on the scale.  Not only have I dipped into the 150’s and said good-bye to the 160’s, I hit my mini-goal of reaching 159 or lower before the wedding…one week early!

And it means that obviously last week’s one-pound loss was nothing to worry about, so I stressed about nothing.  But it pushed me to work really hard with my workouts last week, so at least it served a good purpose.

My stepkids were home for the weekend, and as soon as my older stepdaughter saw me, she told me I look really good.  I was wearing one of the sweaters that haven’t fit for a long, long time, and now that I’m not drowning under clothes that are two sizes too big, my weight loss is more obvious.

Well, the pants I am wearing to work today are too big, but I refuse to buy any new clothes until I reach my goal size.  I’m too close to my goal to waste money on anything else right now.  I have a list of things I need to buy when I reach my goal, and I guess I need to add black cropped dress pants to that list.

My goal is to fit into size 8.  I have a pair of size 8 jeans that I can get into and zip up, but I wouldn’t classify them as fitting just yet.  But close.  I estimate that with the next 10 or 15 pounds lost, I will finally fit into the size 8’s in my closet.  I really don’t know though.  Switching from a goal weight to a goal size means I don’t have a specific number of pounds to count down.  But it’s exciting to think that maybe by the end of August, or early September, I will reach my goal.

Moving onto the Insanity Max workouts seems like a good idea, so I will stick with those this week for my cardio, and alternate with weight training days.  I haven’t gone running in a while, so I’d like to get a few miles in this week too.  It’s going to be a very busy week, with a work event on Friday I am in charge of, and our wedding this weekend.

I still have a feeling that Psycho will do her best to interfere with our wedding, especially since her jealousy is ramped up even farther now by my weight loss.  I don’t have any control over her nonsense, though, and no matter what she decides to spew this week, the wedding will go on as planned.  She can’t stop that, no matter how much she wishes she could.

One Freakin’ Pound?

With two days off last week for the 4th of July, I was worried about staying on track and sticking to my routine.  I decided to use the time off to my advantage and finished longer workouts on Monday and Tuesday.  I kept up my Insanity and weight training workouts the rest of the week, and I confidently stepped onto the scale Saturday morning to bask in my impressive weight drop.

*womp, womp, womp*

I weighed in at 163.6, barely a pound down from last week.  What the hell?  I busted my ass for that? What a rip-off!

Yes, I know, if a friend or fellow blogger had lost a pound and was upset, I would say/type in my most soothing voice/font, “Any loss is a good loss, at least you’re still moving down, it’s never just a pound, great job”, and more of the same. But it’s really hard to swallow, especially after working so hard.

That leaves me with 3.6 pounds to lose in 2 weeks to reach my mini-goal before the wedding.  I know the world won’t collapse if I don’t hit 159 by the wedding, but it would mean a lot to me to see the 150’s and reach the goal I set so long ago.  (It’s not my goal weight, mind you, just a mini-goal).

My fiance said not to let it get to me, but of course I am letting it get to me, with a fierceness.  I keep replaying the week, trying to pinpoint what I did wrong, what I need to do differently this week.

I’m going to shake things up a bit this week, see what happens.  I’ve been doing Insanity workouts for my cardio for over two months, and even though they are crazy intense, maybe my body is used to them.  I’m going to move onto Insanity MAX this week and also add in some variety with my cardio, like HIIT workouts and the step aerobics workout I did this morning.  I will keep tracking my food as usual and aim for 2 pounds gone by the end of the week.

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