That is my tip for the day: don’t buy old sushi….
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
That is my tip for the day: don’t buy old sushi….
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
I think I am finally moving on from the dog show stuff that happened this summer. I see the person that I am no longer friends with and it doesn’t bother me anymore. I'll never be okay with her not valueing my friendship, but I don't long for an apology or wish it had never happened. I am glad it happened. I can see that now. I am much better off.
A lot of my stuff I will still use to groom my dogs, but it is time to say goodbye to the items that I would only use going to a show.
Yesterday I popped over to our local university recreation center and looked at what they were using. They use PreCore equipment and the administrator said they take a lot of abuse and don’t break down on him. I found it very interesting that they had NO treadmills. When I asked him why, he said that treadmills are the most litigious pieces of fitness equipment meaning more people fall and get hurt and then sue the owners. So they just removed them all. I suppose their students don’t miss them as they had an 200 meter track inside to walk on that had 3 inches of rubber underneath the surface.
So if any of you work out at a commercial gym and love your elliptical, or notice the brand of elliptical that is always broken down please let me know.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
The last four weeks were really tough bouncing up and down, but I do believe it happened for a reason. It made me take a hard look at my food journal and really analyze what I had been eating with my points. This week I stuck more to core foods but still counted points. I limited my "healthy junk food" to under 6 point of my daily 30 points. I also used 14 of my flex points. I kept my workouts the same (doing my Runner's World training schedule).
I think it was a combination of all these factors that resulted in a great big loss for this week.
So welcome new friends, I hope you enjoy my victories, rants and epiphanies and are able to nod and laugh at some of the things I write about. I strongly suggest you start at the beginning of my blog and look for the entry titled “I want list”. This will give you insight into the reasons I am getting healthy. I think everyone needs a “Want List”.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
This training schedule requires I do their workouts on Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. The other days are considered “rest” days that from my understanding means you can do almost nothing or a different type of light work out. So being that today is Thursday, I had planned on taking the day off from working out, but around 10am this I got the itch…..the itch to workout. I knew the Stairmaster was missing me since I had been concentrating on the treadmill workouts the last couple of weeks, so I walked to the other part of the shop, changed and beat on my Stairmaster for 30 minutes and did some crunches too.
In the past I’ve always worked out because I needed to. Now I work out because I want to and it feels so good during and after. I do believe I have finally become addicted to something that is healthy!!!
P.S. Most of the time I cannot see a difference in my body, but in this old picture I can see a big difference in my face. Ruby was pretty young in this picture, so I think this was summer of 2002. Oh and BTW, I do not use choke collars on dogs anymore. This was before I learned about positive reinforcement training which I think is the best thing since sliced bread. I now train my dogs in a secure location without leashes or collars, only using food and praise.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Anyway, CJ Banks was our first stop where I found a pair of black trousers that fit well in a sweet size 16. Granted there is a bit of elastic in the waist, but still…….Size 16 is size 16 people! Six short months ago I was in a size 26! You do the math..…oh never mind, I'll do it for you..…that is a difference of 10 numbers!!!! I won’t say 10 sizes because really it goes to 18, 20, 22, 24, and 26 which is more like 5 sizes.
So screw you, you damn scale gods! You may not be giving me the numbers I want to see, but I am getting my victories elsewhere!
Monday, January 21, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
Now that I exercise at least five times a week, I have begun to enjoy stretching. It all started with a yoga tape I got a couple of weeks ago. I purchased, through Amazon, a video called “Just My Size Yoga”. This is from the makers of the “Just My Size” clothing line. I’ve never been interested in yoga because I didn’t think my frame with all of its rolls would be able to do anything that the instructors were asking of it.
This is yoga for fat girls! It’s marvelous. There are no pretzel moves and I don’t even use a mat at home. She shows you really simple poses like the cat, dog, downward dog, child’s pose, and a couple of the warrior poses. The DVD lasts about 35 minutes and is very relaxing and very doable for an overweight, non athletic newbie to yoga.
Driving home that divine smell filled my car and drove me crazy. I am fortunate that these are so messy that there is no temptation to crack open the little plastic bubble that it is so carefully resting in to steal a leg to eat on the way home. BTW....I think its terrible they try to pass these off as chickens. As a young girl, we raised chickens. These things they sell in the store are more like cornish game hens they are so small. Our chickens averaged 8-10 pounds! Now that, my friends is a chicken. Try being 6 years old running away from that thing flopping without its head on slaughter day! Oh the nightmares I had growing up!!!
So I got home, whisked my new little friend into the kitchen, beat the dogs back and opened the lid. The first thing I did was peel all of the skin off everything and I split it (the skin… not the chicken) between all the dogs. I’m lucky a fight didn’t break out right there in the kitchen. Then I carefully cut it apart and weighed……YES…… WEIGHED out the portion I was planning on for my dinner. Whooopeee! I conquered the Rotisserie Chicken! One more food temptation beaten to a pulp.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
I like my job and I enjoy pretty much all of my coworkers, but there are two older women that work here, that do nothing but bicker, point fingers and just do their damndest to make everyone around them miserable. The target of their ire often changes daily.
Well, holy shit, they have decided to go up against each other this time. It’s like Rosey O’Donnell and Elizabeth Hasselbeck going at it (again) with all their might. Both are trying to determine who has the most power and which one can make the other person squirm just a little bit more. They don’t care who gets caught in the cross fire. Everyone is fair game. While most of us just let them fight it out and just see who wins the battle at the end of the day.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
So I open up the dark chocolate candy bar and before I can even blink I have the first bite in my mouth and my hands are already breaking off a second piece before I’ve even chewed the first piece. Whoooooo Nellie!!!!!! Slow down and savor the moment will ya? I know this goes back to the sneak eating.
This time, however,(being that I have grown leaps and bounds as a healthy person) I realized what I was doing and set the candy bar down and started to write this entry. Progress…evolving…I think so? Hey, I think there is a chance that I am becoming a thinking human being. Yeah me!
Runners are revered and it sounds like joggers are mostly considered shit. The bright spot is that there is a very clear line between the two types of people. A person can call themselves a “Runner” if they can run a mile in less than 9 minutes. A person is considered a “jogger” if they run a mile in anything more than 9 minutes.
As you can see from my time on the treadmill yesterday I need to shave 4:53 off my mile in order to call myself a runner. You can bet your ass that I will eventually be able to call myself a runner. This is a title I will have.
Marathoners have an even more elite title as only .1% of 1% of the world’s population have ever run a marathon.
Monday, January 14, 2008
I think part of it was that I don’t really feel ready to run in front of people, least of all a person that actually has run marathons. Kim is very encouraging, and I know she would never judge me, but I just feel really inadequate not being able to keep up.
It’s easy as humans to compare ourselves with everyone else. She is more motivated than I am, she is in a smaller size than I am, and she lost more than I did this week…… None of these comparisons do anything healthy for our minds. (Unless of course you are the unpleasant type that get off on beating other people just for the fun of saying you beat them. I think I used to know someone like that…… They would say I don’t care where I place in the class, I just want to beat that person and their dog.)
What I have to realize is that I am in this marathon with no one but myself. This is all about me and no one else. I am thrilled for others that are working hard and attaining their goals, my goals will be accomplished too, in my own time. I also had to remind myself that these girls weigh about 100 pounds less than I do and so of course it will be easier for them to move their bodies that way.
It’s weird, some days, I wake up and know I can run, other days, my body tells me immediately that running is not an option for today’s activity. The old me wouldn’t even be trying to run or setting lofty race goals or making plans to even run a race, but I am, I know I will get there, I just have a ways to go. I have to stop comparing myself to others. I am in this race with myself - no one else.
Friday, January 11, 2008
That is, until today. Since the end of July I have gone down roughly 3 sizes of clothing. Shopping last week (on allowance day) I picked up a “yoga” looking top that looked like it was a wrap. Buying this was a big stretch for me usually my first choice in clothing is anything that resembles a tent, or tablecloth certainly not anything that hugs or clings to me. I got more compliments and felt like a million bucks wearing that top on Monday. People who had not said anything about my weight loss came up to me and told me how great I looked.
The rest of the week I was back to wearing my way too big pants and sweaters and I really felt “fat” again. I felt like I had gained weight (oh pray not!), and felt dumpy and not nearly as attractive as I did on Monday wearing my new top. I can feel it in the way I carry myself even. I look forward to allowance day again next week so I can buy another article or two in my current size.
The clothes may not make the woman, but they sure can influence the way the woman feels.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Full length mirror update - Yikes!! Now I remember why I didn't want to see myself from the chest down. That view is going to take a little getting used to especially while naked!
Blog update - Not that anyone is going to get me a cake like they do on the TV sitcoms for their 100th episode, but this is my 100th post. I don't know how many of you are out there reading this, but I hope I've made you laugh and nod your head in agreement at least once. This blog has done wonderful things for me. Being able to admit outloud in front of the world the stupid things I have thought or done in the past has helped me tremendously.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Why bother, I use to think. I look awful no matter what I am wearing; I’m never going to impress anyone, why should I even have one of those things? Literally, I have only had the bathroom mirror on my medicine cabinet and the mirror on my dresser to look at myself. Both of which only revealed my body from the chest up.
What a difference 6 months can make. Since I have bought some smaller clothes, I actually care that something isn’t too big and baggy before I exit the house. I have been relying on John for feedback, but who really trusts a man’s (unless of course he is gay) judgment on clothes or the way you look.
So yes, I bought a full length mirror that hangs over the door. I haven’t hung it yet as we lost electricity as soon as I arrived home last night, but it will be done first thing when I get home from work tonight.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Here is what my health was like a year ago at this time:
I was considered pre-diabetic as my fasting blood sugar was 101. ( In my defense it was right after Christmas and I had discovered this wonderful recipe for chocolate dipped peanut brittle so if the saying is true you are what you eat, then I was a full on piece of chocolate dipped karo syrup!)
My cholesterol was very high and she put me on Lipitor to try to get my numbers down.
She also prescribed a sleep study as she thought I may have obstructive sleep apnea.
Next was blood pressure. I cannot remember the numbers, but I was beginning to have ocular migraines, I had a good old fashioned headache more days than not from my blood pressure. This had gotten so bad that the year before she recommended I stop oral contraceptives and chose a non hormonal method of birth control as that can raise your blood pressure even more.
The thing I remember most about last year is that I was in tears for most of my visit. I knew that my health was bad. I was tired from never getting a good night sleep from the apnea; I was depressed about my life or lack thereof. I couldn’t do anything; I didn’t want to do anything. Basically I just felt awful in general.
Given all this you would think I would have walked out of her office with a resolve to get healthy. Nope, I just continued to eat and sit on the couch for a few more months. The thing is I didn’t even do the basic things she told me to do. I took the Lipitor occasionally, never got the sleep study done because I knew I didn’t want to wear one of those masks at night plus didn’t want to pay for the study itself. Most of all, I never changed my eating or exercise habits. Looking back, I am lucky my health didn’t crash from not listening to her.
Now, fast forward to this year’s appointment. I don’t have the results of my blood work yet but my blood pressure was a wonderful 120/74! My heart and lungs were great and I told her I am sleeping fitfully and not tired anymore so I didn’t think a sleep study would be necessary anymore. I think she was astonished at my turnaround and excitement about the changes I had made and that according to my chart had lost 59 pounds since that appointment in Jan 2006. I will post the results of my blood work when I get them.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Friday, January 4, 2008
I am so thrilled. My lungs hurt a smidge from breathing heavy, but my legs and knees felt fine while doing it. I also give credit to the new songs I downloaded onto my ipod last night. I did “Let’s get it started” by Black Eyed Peas and “Move Bitch” by Ludacris. I’m gonna be singing “move bitch, get out the way, get out the way, bitch, get out the way” all day now!
I liken that to the people in our lives that make fun of our goals or try to sabotage our efforts. Dave Ramsey always says if broke people are making fun of you and the way you are taking control of your finances, you must be doing something right.
The biggest lobster in my life is my boss. Yesterday he asked me if the next thing I was going to do was join a cult. He knows I am an all or nothing type of person. He actually calls me an extremist. When I decide to do something, I do it all the way with all of my effort. I don’t do things halfway.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
I guess I was ready to come back to work. I found it difficult to workout at home. Here at work, the gym is there waiting for me and that is how I spend my lunch hour. No ifs ands or butts.
At home, the couch is so comfy, and it seems like so much more effort to put my shoes on to work out. Not to mention do you know how hard it is to exercise with seven dogs jumping all over you because they think you’ve invented a new game?
Today I started my new weight lifting regimen. Last Friday, one of my coworkers (Skeeter….yes that is his real name) that has bicep muscles as big as cannons,and an ass that you could bounce a quarter off (not that I look) spent his lunch hour showing me what I should be lifting and in what order. I told him I wanted to focus on my shoulders and back. After I was done, I thought maybe I’m not lifting enough weight as I didn’t have to grunt or anything to do the last few reps of each set. Not so, I’m lucky I can type this as the only thing I can move on my upper body without wincing in soreness are my fingers tips. I think it will be just the right amount. I do 3 sets of 10 reps on each move. I currently lift 15 pound hand weights.
When I finished lifting, I wanted to do a little cardio, so I hopped on the treadmill and thought I’d just do a quick 20 minutes. Well, my head must have been full of testosterone from lifting weights as I thought I would try my hand at running on the treadmill. Since I have lost 50 pounds, (yeah, I am going to stick that number in there wherever I can) I seem to have much more balance and control over my body. I never would have tried to run on the treadmill as I could barely walk without stumbling or hitting my gut on the handlebar. Today I did it. I did interval running. I would run for one minute at 4.5 and then I would walk for one minute at 3.3 my normal walking pace. It was great. The best time I’ve ever had on the treadmill to date. I can’t wait to do it tomorrow.