Four inches of snow, icy conditions, and blistering winds...hello March 20th. Not very cool for the first day of spring, but I don't think you can expect much else from mother nature in Nebraska. This totally put a hitch in my giddy up. I was really looking forward to exercising outside more, but when Spring gives you and welcome like that...its hard to picture running past green grass and warm breezes.
Luckily today was slightly warmer and the sun was able to melt most of these white devil flakes. I think I know why people in warmer climates are usually more fit. They do not have to spend 4 months of their year running at a brick wall, TV screen with closed captioning, or another stationary runner huffing and puffing right back at you. We went for 2 walks today. The 2nd was right after dinner, more laid back, and with a few extra people in tow. More of a pleasure walk instead of business.
My size 12 capris fit me today! Not that I'll be wearing them for a couple more weeks, but still its good to know I can keep them in my wardrobe family. A few items didn't make the cut. Most for size reasons, but a fair few were just fashion no-no's. Take for instance, my floor length camo broom skirt. So cute 6 years ago, but not so much now. Its almost like going shopping all over again as more and more things start to fit me. I'm amazed at what new cobwebby corner of my wardrobe is opening up for me again!
BIG NEWS! My current BMI is no longer in the obese range! Great right?! Who would have ever thought I would be over the moon about being just overweight? 29.6 baby! This makes me feel even better than my actual pound weight, because its now becoming apparent that I am actually doing something to make me healthier. All the exercising and portion control is paying off!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Vacation Sabotage...Are you saying sandwich? No, I'm saying sabotage.
First off, that is an awesome Office episode...
So my mom and I went to Florida for 5 days. It was warm and much needed. However, it raises the question. Why do vacations always ruin your good routines?! In my opinion you need vacations for your mental health. Tell me I can't take vacations anymore and I'd rather jump off a cliff.
I did a fine job of eating relatively healthy and small meals. I did have pop on vacation, but haven't had it since I got home. I took special care to drill into my subconscious that this is vacation and I should treat myself, but once I was home again...no more pop. That last Coke on the flight home slid down my throat and into my belly like cold silk. I sucked every last bit off of every last ice cube.
Now I'm home and grudgingly getting back into my workout/eating routine. I ran my usual mile last night for the first time since being home. Muscle memory my ass. By the time my LCD read .85 miles I was ready to give up and let my jiggly body hit the wall behind me. I slowed it down to a quick walk, jumped off did some crunches and push ups and that's when I heard it...
*Inhale*
*Exhale*
Eeeehhaa
*Inhale*
*Exhale*
Eeehhaa
I WAS WHEEZING!! Now I was really feeling like I had gained back the 20lbs I'd lost and here I was back at square one. A quick jump on the scale reassured me that in fact I was only up by a couple pounds. Whew, close one. The wheeze isn't anything big. I used to get it in middle school. Exercise induce asthma along with allergy induced asthma...convenient for the lazy 8th grader who doesn't want to run the mile. I had a note.
Anyways, as much as it felt like getting back on the treadmill was equivalent to belly crawling over broken glass and rusty nails, I actually felt really good. Thats when I remembered why I started all this. I want to feel better. More energy, more motivation, and of course showing a little more than just my neck and ankles all year. Swim suit season is around the corner. How cliche of me for that to be my motivation. But in my defense I never was the girl with the smokin hot bod, but why can't I be now? Hopefully I don't loose my boobs along with the weight though...those are my favorite!
So my mom and I went to Florida for 5 days. It was warm and much needed. However, it raises the question. Why do vacations always ruin your good routines?! In my opinion you need vacations for your mental health. Tell me I can't take vacations anymore and I'd rather jump off a cliff.
I did a fine job of eating relatively healthy and small meals. I did have pop on vacation, but haven't had it since I got home. I took special care to drill into my subconscious that this is vacation and I should treat myself, but once I was home again...no more pop. That last Coke on the flight home slid down my throat and into my belly like cold silk. I sucked every last bit off of every last ice cube.
Now I'm home and grudgingly getting back into my workout/eating routine. I ran my usual mile last night for the first time since being home. Muscle memory my ass. By the time my LCD read .85 miles I was ready to give up and let my jiggly body hit the wall behind me. I slowed it down to a quick walk, jumped off did some crunches and push ups and that's when I heard it...
*Inhale*
*Exhale*
Eeeehhaa
*Inhale*
*Exhale*
Eeehhaa
I WAS WHEEZING!! Now I was really feeling like I had gained back the 20lbs I'd lost and here I was back at square one. A quick jump on the scale reassured me that in fact I was only up by a couple pounds. Whew, close one. The wheeze isn't anything big. I used to get it in middle school. Exercise induce asthma along with allergy induced asthma...convenient for the lazy 8th grader who doesn't want to run the mile. I had a note.
Anyways, as much as it felt like getting back on the treadmill was equivalent to belly crawling over broken glass and rusty nails, I actually felt really good. Thats when I remembered why I started all this. I want to feel better. More energy, more motivation, and of course showing a little more than just my neck and ankles all year. Swim suit season is around the corner. How cliche of me for that to be my motivation. But in my defense I never was the girl with the smokin hot bod, but why can't I be now? Hopefully I don't loose my boobs along with the weight though...those are my favorite!
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