It took a lot for me to get over the fact that someone will see this with my face attached.
So, I know I am super behind on updating but I don’t have time to do much about it right now. All I can report at the moment is that I went hog wild eating the past two days. Crawfish bisque, crab cakes, shrimp pasta, cake, cookies, ham, etc. I don’t regret it but I think I’m going to see the fall out later this week. My running buddy and I are going to our cardio kickboxing class tonight since we missed it on Tuesday.
The training guide for our 10k just came out and we are going to attempt to modify it for us. The program has three categories: walkers, joggers, and runners. We aren’t serious runners but we aren’t beginner joggers either. And unfortunately there is not in between with the program. We don’t have time to run 10mi every Saturday! So we are going to see what we can do with the time that we have. We will definitely incorporate the speed drills though.
Anyway, I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas.
Last night I hit the weights, then I ran. I decided to run for only 15 minutes at an easy pace. Then I decided to step it up. then I realized that I could probably push it faster. By the end of it I ran 1.38 miles in that 15 minutes. Two summers ago my husband and I decided to see how I would do on the Air Force physical fitness test. He is Air National Guard and was getting ready for his test (which he always does really well on).
I couldn’t pass the run, I couldn’t do a single full body push-up, and I couldn’t do a sit-up. We looked up the requirements last night after my workout to see how close I am on the run. I just need to get to a mile and a half in 15 minutes. Which I think I can do b/c I started off jogging at an easy pace (5.0 mph) and didn’t start bumping up until at least 8 minutes in. Then he said “but you still wouldn’t pass b/c of the push-up. You’d have to do at least 14.” To which I got to respond “I can do 14!” He was surprised. He remembered how hard I struggled to get that one out.
I still can’t do sit-ups. I’ll work on that. But the best thing about that conversation was him saying “you’ve come so far. I’m proud of you.” Then I realized that I’m proud of myself! It was good to remember that while my weight isn’t where I want it to be it doesn’t mean that I haven’t achieved some big goals in fitness.
It took a lot for me to get over the fact that someone will see this with my face attached.
The previous post was going on too long. This is the plan:
I have a 10k that I do yearly in April. I would LOVE to finish under 1hr. This is something that I have never done. Even in highschool my distance pace was a 10 min/mile pace. So I will continue running. I do two sprint interval workouts by myself and one long run with my running buddy (I’ll talk about running buddies later)
I take a cardio kickboxing class one day/week with my friends and my oldest (I’ll talk about my kid’s weight issues later)
I would like to get back into the habit of weight training 3 days/week. I miss the benefits.
I mentioned before that I am not going to do something that I can’t stick to. So I am going to start slowly to achieve the following goals.
I want to start eating veggies. One serving of leafy greens daily. Two servings (at least) of other veggies.
At least two servings of fruit daily.
At least 3 servings of whole grains daily.
How I plan to do this:
The first of these goals that I am going to tackle is the leafy greens. We have a vegetable garden. We tend to a fall/winter garden as well as a spring/summer garden. This fall we have lots of leafy greens. I have an abundance of swiss chard, kale, spinach,and broccoli. (some dastardly bug ate all of my pumpkin vines before we could say “screw organic” and spray).
As far as fitness goals. I think I will hold off another week. I know that it is cliche to say “I’ll start on Monday” but I ran sprint intervals this morning and did cardio kickboxing last night. I’m pooped.
Oh and as far as today. I ate my serving of leafy greens. Yay me!!
Coming up tomorrow: Before shots (dun dun dunnnnnnn)
This is Day one of my plan to finally lose my extra 20-25 pounds. I have been trying for over a year and a half and have had a bunch of fits and starts. My youngest turned three a few months ago, which means that what I am carrying is no longer “baby weight.”
I guess I should start with a little bit about the weight. Just before hurricane Katrina, and all the life upending consequences, I started my first full time 9-5 job. Previously I had been working as a casino cocktail waitress a few nights a week. As a cocktail waitress it was part of my job to stay fit and I had plenty of time during the week to maintain. Once I started working full time in a law office however I started to put on some weight, about 10 pounds to be exact. Then the hurricane came
After Katrina I had to be displaced in TX for a year. I took a job working 50 hours per week and had to combine that with taking care of my then 5 year-old daughter without my large family support system that I had at home. This led to another few pounds. It wasn’t just added weight however, it was a loss of muscle tone as well. So really, I feel like those extra 5 pounds was really like an extra 10 as far as looks are concerned.
A year later I returned home. I found another, more reasonable, full time job. I didn’t lose the weight but I didn’t gain either. I got married to my awesome boyfriend who stuck with me through the distance after the storm. I had another child. After my oldest son was born I actually lost the baby weight pretty quickly. I didn’t return to my pre-katrina size but I returned to my pre-pregnancy weight with no real effort (breastfeeding man, it worked for babies #1 and #2). Then I had baby #3.
I always thought that bouncing back after a baby was easy. I did it twice before! There was no reason to worry about it. But here is the difference. With my first, I was active. I still exercised regularly and I was in pretty good shape before I had her. With baby #2 I didn’t work out regularly but I was still relatively active. With my last pregnancy I was in a different lifestyle. I was now a stay-at-home mom and didn’t have to walk to my office building, or walk a few blocks downtown for lunch. I didn’t have to hustle.
So, while I didn’t gain any more weight than usual, I wasn’t as “in shape” as I was with the previous two pregnancies. After he was born I learned what life is like with 2 kids under 2. I couldn’t get up and go as easily. It was hard to go places with a toddler and an infant. So I just stayed home. Top that off with the fact that I was now 30 years old and I finally learned about the struggle.
My highest weight was 165. That is 5lbs more than I weight at 9months with my two oldest kids. I have always been a confident person. I’m intelligent, I think I’m ok to look at. I think I have a good personality. I am obviously super humble too! But the weight has made me a little insecure and that bothers me the most. I hate feeling less than confident in myself when it comes to anything. I don’t believe in self-doubt (or at least I didn’t used to).
So about a year and a half….wait, I think it is actually two years. I started two Decembers ago. Anyway, I decided to try to start losing the weight. I struggled big time. Then the following June my husband was set to be deployed to the Middle East. Before he left he signed me up for my favorite former gym. Elmwood Fitness Center is, in my opinion, the best in the city. And for one reason: CHILDCARE! I was guaranteed two hours of childcare every day during the week. It was something that he knew I would need. I got back into weight training and running. I started to get fit. By the time he came back I was down to 153lbs! I’d lost some of it before he left and to be honest I had only lost about 8 lbs in the three months he was gone.
But oh, those 8lbs were AWESOME. Why? Because of the weights! I only lost 8lbs but I lost some sweet inches. Then my husband returned home….It is now a little over a year since he as been back and I am back up to 159. Apparently happiness does not suit me. When he was gone I NEEDED that workout. I needed that time to get the stress out. I didn’t have that need for a workout when he got home.
I have since, gotten back into the workout habit…sort of. I run a few days a week. I recently did a 5k that my husband and I do every year and I finished in my best time in years. Around 34 minutes, an 11:33 m/mile pace. And the best part was that I didn’t have to stop at all. But I have yet to return to lifting consistently. And I eat like crap.
When I was younger the only thing I needed to do to drop a few pounds was workout. Apparently it doesn’t work like that when you really need to lose weight. I’m going to have to, ugh, diet. Let me tell you, I have never been a fan of dieting. Whenever a female tells me she is on a diet I just want to smack her. To me, diets are desperate temporary things and if you aren’t going to do something for life then you shouldn’t bother doing it at all. Yet here I am.
I guess I should point out that I plan to change my lifestyle. Not diet. I just can’t do the diet thing. I won’t count calories for the rest of my life.
This post is going on forever…..
I am going to come back with my eating and fitness plans.