I feel like poo. Part of this is because of the whole TOM thing because while I do, in fact, enjoy being a girl, sometimes the girlyness kind of sucks and gives me migraines and such.
However, I think part of the reason I'm feeling bad is honest to goodness withdrawal. Yesterday I had no sugar, no refined carbs of any kind and no caffeine. Although my caffeine intake was only about 1 can of Diet Dr. Pepper a day, my sugar intake equaled several mini peanut butter cups, a few cookies, maybe a brownie, and a slice of Panettone with ice cream. Then we have all the bread and crackers I've been eating, usually with some sort of delectable cheese on top.
Yesterday on my walk home from work I listened to a podcast talking about the insulin spikes from refined carbs and it's no wonder I'm feeling yucky. I've been flying on a carbohydrate high for the past couple of months. Now I have crashed to the earth. But I know it's a much kinder, more even-keeled way to be generally.
Today I'm just trying to make it through work and keep my head from exploding.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Why
I was just having a "Why, oh why" moment, as in "Why, oh why do I keep gaining back the weight?" or "Why, oh why did I gain 6 pounds in a week and a half?" when I realized the answers to my own questions.
So, two reasons: 1) PMS is happening. In all honesty, I probably did not gain 6 pounds in a week and a half; 2) Like everyone else in the world - emotional eating. Mint M&M's and frozen custard and brie make me happy. Literally. And help me to ignore the glaring issues in front of me. Apparently in my head I think it's better to keep things inside rather than feel a feeling that if discovered may hurt someone else's feelings and leave me wracked with guilt. Because that's how I operate. However, as I relearned, keeping things inside only makes my stomach hurt and also makes me really, really want something tasty and maybe a little salty sweet. Chocolate-dipped pretzel, anyone?
Jason drives me crazy with his logic sometimes, but sometimes it's what I need to hear and he's very good at pointing out that making myself ill isn't helping anyone. So there was some drama. I think he would have preferred there be no drama, but I keep it in and then explode.
But at least my stomach didn't hurt anymore.
So, two reasons: 1) PMS is happening. In all honesty, I probably did not gain 6 pounds in a week and a half; 2) Like everyone else in the world - emotional eating. Mint M&M's and frozen custard and brie make me happy. Literally. And help me to ignore the glaring issues in front of me. Apparently in my head I think it's better to keep things inside rather than feel a feeling that if discovered may hurt someone else's feelings and leave me wracked with guilt. Because that's how I operate. However, as I relearned, keeping things inside only makes my stomach hurt and also makes me really, really want something tasty and maybe a little salty sweet. Chocolate-dipped pretzel, anyone?
Jason drives me crazy with his logic sometimes, but sometimes it's what I need to hear and he's very good at pointing out that making myself ill isn't helping anyone. So there was some drama. I think he would have preferred there be no drama, but I keep it in and then explode.
But at least my stomach didn't hurt anymore.
Scary
I stepped on the scale this morning. Not good. I keep sabotaging myself during the last 3 months of the year and it's really starting to tick me off. It starts with my birthday in October and I just go on a birthday/holiday celebration extravaganza. I wind up gaining back almost everything it took me the first 9 months of the year to lose.
Although I was planning on starting the good eating on the 1st with the rest of the entire country, I started today instead. I'm back to my old plan: at least 150 g of protein, less than 100 g of carbs and no refined sugar or flour. I'm also going to try the monthly splurge day thing again, which worked really well a couple of years ago. I give myself one splurge day a month during which I can eat whatever I want. I found that after just a couple of months, my tolerance for sugar-filled foods had decreased a lot and I didn't want to "splurge" so much after all. I still have some mint M&M's in a cupboard at home, but they will have to wait until January 31.
I walked to work today and will be walking home and then walking to the store a mile away. That will be 6 miles of walking today, which is good. It helps that it's a casual day at work and I'm in jeans and sneakers.
I downloaded a bunch of fitness podcasts to my iPod to listen to on my walks, which are inspirational, particularly shows like Livin' La Vida Low Carb, where the host has on both experts and average folks extolling the virtues of doing things low carb. I realize 100 g is not "low" carb, but it's lower than the 200-300 g that is my norm when I'm not paying attention.
Today is my day one. Again.
I'm starting to realize that this is never going to stop. I am always, always going to have food and weight issues. Sigh.
Although I was planning on starting the good eating on the 1st with the rest of the entire country, I started today instead. I'm back to my old plan: at least 150 g of protein, less than 100 g of carbs and no refined sugar or flour. I'm also going to try the monthly splurge day thing again, which worked really well a couple of years ago. I give myself one splurge day a month during which I can eat whatever I want. I found that after just a couple of months, my tolerance for sugar-filled foods had decreased a lot and I didn't want to "splurge" so much after all. I still have some mint M&M's in a cupboard at home, but they will have to wait until January 31.
I walked to work today and will be walking home and then walking to the store a mile away. That will be 6 miles of walking today, which is good. It helps that it's a casual day at work and I'm in jeans and sneakers.
I downloaded a bunch of fitness podcasts to my iPod to listen to on my walks, which are inspirational, particularly shows like Livin' La Vida Low Carb, where the host has on both experts and average folks extolling the virtues of doing things low carb. I realize 100 g is not "low" carb, but it's lower than the 200-300 g that is my norm when I'm not paying attention.
Today is my day one. Again.
I'm starting to realize that this is never going to stop. I am always, always going to have food and weight issues. Sigh.
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
It's Something
I have been feeling like absolute poo for a little while now. Work has been crazy busy, there's some family stuff I'm really stressed about, I've been eating crap and I haven't been working out. In theory I know I'll feel better if I work out, but getting up so early in the cold and the dark isn't happening. Mostly because I'm exhausted. Which I know would be alleviated by working out. Which I can't do because I can't get my tired bum out of bed. Vicious circle.
All day yesterday I completely dragged through my work day with a partial headache clouding my mental functions. Even though I wasn't dressed for it, I decided to walk the 2 miles home. I took a long route, so it might have been more like 2 1/4 miles. By the time I got home, I felt infinitely better. My headache was gone and I felt completely alert.
Since it's cold out, I can actually walk the two miles without getting gross and sweaty. So this morning I woke up about 10 minutes earlier than usual and walked to work, where I changed into a skirt and did my make-up. Tonight I'm going to walk home. The podcasts that used to get me through my 2 hour commute every day when I was still working up in Boston are now entertaining me on my walks to and from work.
So this is what I'm going to do, at least until the New Year, when I plan to rededicate myself to my healthy lifestyle like I do every New Year. If I can walk at least one way, that's 2 miles more than I would be walking otherwise and equals a little more fitness for me. My goal is to walk both ways as many days as I can.
All day yesterday I completely dragged through my work day with a partial headache clouding my mental functions. Even though I wasn't dressed for it, I decided to walk the 2 miles home. I took a long route, so it might have been more like 2 1/4 miles. By the time I got home, I felt infinitely better. My headache was gone and I felt completely alert.
Since it's cold out, I can actually walk the two miles without getting gross and sweaty. So this morning I woke up about 10 minutes earlier than usual and walked to work, where I changed into a skirt and did my make-up. Tonight I'm going to walk home. The podcasts that used to get me through my 2 hour commute every day when I was still working up in Boston are now entertaining me on my walks to and from work.
So this is what I'm going to do, at least until the New Year, when I plan to rededicate myself to my healthy lifestyle like I do every New Year. If I can walk at least one way, that's 2 miles more than I would be walking otherwise and equals a little more fitness for me. My goal is to walk both ways as many days as I can.
Monday, December 01, 2008
Exercise
I was all psyched to head out to the pool this morning, or at least to the elliptical, and then Jason decided to add snoring to his sleeping repertoire. Usually I can get him to turn over on his side and that will stop it, but not last night. After almost falling back asleep only to be rewoken up for an hour, I tried to go sleep on the couch, but by that time I was so awake, I couldn't get back to sleep. I read for awhile and then managed to get back to sleep about an hour before I needed to wake up to get ready for work. That is usually when I would be getting up to go to the gym, but I was exhausted and needed another hour of sleep since I had been awake for almost three hours.
Tomorrow!
I joined a fitness challenge on Elastic Waist to give me some motivation. The goal is to work out for at least 30 minutes for 30 of the next 36 days. The pool was open on Thanksgiving so I swam for 40 minutes. Then Friday I had to come into work, so I walked the two miles. I planned to walk home too, but what was supposed to be an hour or two of catch-up wound up being 4 1/2 hours and I was STARVING because it was 2:30 in the afternoon and I had missed lunch. But at least I got that half hour in. Saturday and Sunday I planned to swim first thing, but we wound up being out and about both Friday and Saturday nights. Sigh. I know exercising will give me energy, but when I'm so bone tired, I just can't get out of bed. I've been really busy at work too (thus the coming into the office on Friday) so I am beat. Again, I know exercising will help, but it's hard to convince myself of that at 6 AM.
I will get my mojo back eventually. I will not gain back all the weight I lost this year. How depressing would that be to start January 1 back at square one?
Tomorrow!
I joined a fitness challenge on Elastic Waist to give me some motivation. The goal is to work out for at least 30 minutes for 30 of the next 36 days. The pool was open on Thanksgiving so I swam for 40 minutes. Then Friday I had to come into work, so I walked the two miles. I planned to walk home too, but what was supposed to be an hour or two of catch-up wound up being 4 1/2 hours and I was STARVING because it was 2:30 in the afternoon and I had missed lunch. But at least I got that half hour in. Saturday and Sunday I planned to swim first thing, but we wound up being out and about both Friday and Saturday nights. Sigh. I know exercising will give me energy, but when I'm so bone tired, I just can't get out of bed. I've been really busy at work too (thus the coming into the office on Friday) so I am beat. Again, I know exercising will help, but it's hard to convince myself of that at 6 AM.
I will get my mojo back eventually. I will not gain back all the weight I lost this year. How depressing would that be to start January 1 back at square one?
Monday, November 24, 2008
Flattering
I went to the doctor today and when I stepped up on the scale to get weighed, the nurse flipped the weight to "100" and then started futzing with the little numbers. I said, "Um, you're going to need to start at '150'. But thank you."
Friday, November 21, 2008
Slacker
Yeah, so, working out... Not really happening.
However, I have a new plan that does not involve getting up at 6 AM and heading out into below-freezing temperatures to jump into a pool. Basically I'm going to be ellipticaling because I would rather be sweaty than soaking wet when I return home in the freezing cold. Also, now that our houseguests are gone, I'm going to bust out the pilates DVDs again because now there is much less chance of someone walking in on me in the living room when I'm doing something weird looking.
Also, Jason bought himself a little running watch that records distance and stuff and he swears as soon as it arrives, he's going to start running. He actually weighed himself a week or so ago and discovered he's gained 10 pounds in the last few months. Because he wasn't weighing himself first thing in the morning, after peeing and naked like the last time he weighed himself, I figure he has really only gained maybe 7 pounds. But still. I think that shocked him into action. There has been no action as of yet, but I think once he gets a toy that will record statistics and lend itself to cool spreadsheets and charts, he'll be more apt to get up and go.
If he really does start working out then I will have to make a point of getting to the gym, lest I lose my moral superiority for being the One Who Exercises.
However, I have a new plan that does not involve getting up at 6 AM and heading out into below-freezing temperatures to jump into a pool. Basically I'm going to be ellipticaling because I would rather be sweaty than soaking wet when I return home in the freezing cold. Also, now that our houseguests are gone, I'm going to bust out the pilates DVDs again because now there is much less chance of someone walking in on me in the living room when I'm doing something weird looking.
Also, Jason bought himself a little running watch that records distance and stuff and he swears as soon as it arrives, he's going to start running. He actually weighed himself a week or so ago and discovered he's gained 10 pounds in the last few months. Because he wasn't weighing himself first thing in the morning, after peeing and naked like the last time he weighed himself, I figure he has really only gained maybe 7 pounds. But still. I think that shocked him into action. There has been no action as of yet, but I think once he gets a toy that will record statistics and lend itself to cool spreadsheets and charts, he'll be more apt to get up and go.
If he really does start working out then I will have to make a point of getting to the gym, lest I lose my moral superiority for being the One Who Exercises.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
The Eternal Struggle
Sometimes it seems really daunting to realize that every time I go exercise I'm going to have this internal argument with myself about how I would much rather stay in bed. It's exhausting.
Friday, November 07, 2008
Swim Through the Pain
I woke up with a headache this morning. I know exactly why. I've been busy at work, working longer hours, and I tend to hold all my tension in my right shoulder. This tension turns to aching and crawls up my neck periodically and gives me a headache. Also, my workstation is not ergonomically correct in the slightest. We've talked about fixing that, but so far it's only been talk. (Personally, I would really like to get a Walkstation)
So anyway my normal "I don't want to get out of bed" banter in my mind when my alarm went off was coupled with another voice whining, "But I have a headache!" However, the logical part of my brain realized that since the headache is obviously due to tension, swimming might actually loosen up my back and shoulders and make my head feel better. That part of my brain won and I crawled out of bed, ate my pre-workout string cheese, and went to the gym.
And it did help. My head still ached a little when I left for work this morning, but nothing like it did before I went swimming. I did a lot of pulling to work my upper body muscles and I feel better. Of course, now that I'm at work I'm tightening up again. I really wish my husband gave massages. That is one area where he is sorely lacking. Apparently some of the repetitive things he does working in the lab make his thumbs hurt and whenever he tries to massage my shoulder, he winds up with aching hands. Oh well.
So anyway my normal "I don't want to get out of bed" banter in my mind when my alarm went off was coupled with another voice whining, "But I have a headache!" However, the logical part of my brain realized that since the headache is obviously due to tension, swimming might actually loosen up my back and shoulders and make my head feel better. That part of my brain won and I crawled out of bed, ate my pre-workout string cheese, and went to the gym.
And it did help. My head still ached a little when I left for work this morning, but nothing like it did before I went swimming. I did a lot of pulling to work my upper body muscles and I feel better. Of course, now that I'm at work I'm tightening up again. I really wish my husband gave massages. That is one area where he is sorely lacking. Apparently some of the repetitive things he does working in the lab make his thumbs hurt and whenever he tries to massage my shoulder, he winds up with aching hands. Oh well.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Getting it Done
So I'm doing okay with the exercising this week. Swam Monday, walked to work Tuesday and Wednesday ('cause after Tuesday night I was NOT getting up at 6 AM, I'll tell you that much), and swam this morning. I'll be in the pool again tomorrow morning.
However, my eating is not so good. We had pizza on election night and it's been a carb free-for-all for me since then. I haven't had the time or energy to cook healthy breakfasts and lunches for myself so I've just been grabbing whatever is nearby. Granted, I could be making healthier choices, but I've been lazy. Everything is so carbtastic. Downtown Providence is not known for its healthy eating options.
I'm planning to get a little more reasonable about food next week. I'm going to the grocery store tomorrow night so I'll grab some green leafy things and make an effort to actually eat them.
I know I said I was going to enjoy the fruits of the season (meaning Thanksgiving pies and Christmas cookies), but I honestly don't like how I feel when my diet is full of carbs on a regular basis. Plus, I feel like I am dragging in the pool and swimming reeeeeally slowly. No one wants to see that.
By the way, I would pay someone good money (like $100) to invent a durable workout suit for someone with a long torso that doesn't look like a granny suit. You can buy one Speedo suit in long torso in navy or black (boring) and it's got thick straps and a low leg, which just accentuates my giant thighs. Seriously, I am so tired of the suit riding up every time I doing a flipturn. Do you have any idea how awkward it is to flip, reach down to pull your suit down and push off the wall all at the same time? All done, of course, underwater while holding your breath. Awkward.
However, my eating is not so good. We had pizza on election night and it's been a carb free-for-all for me since then. I haven't had the time or energy to cook healthy breakfasts and lunches for myself so I've just been grabbing whatever is nearby. Granted, I could be making healthier choices, but I've been lazy. Everything is so carbtastic. Downtown Providence is not known for its healthy eating options.
I'm planning to get a little more reasonable about food next week. I'm going to the grocery store tomorrow night so I'll grab some green leafy things and make an effort to actually eat them.
I know I said I was going to enjoy the fruits of the season (meaning Thanksgiving pies and Christmas cookies), but I honestly don't like how I feel when my diet is full of carbs on a regular basis. Plus, I feel like I am dragging in the pool and swimming reeeeeally slowly. No one wants to see that.
By the way, I would pay someone good money (like $100) to invent a durable workout suit for someone with a long torso that doesn't look like a granny suit. You can buy one Speedo suit in long torso in navy or black (boring) and it's got thick straps and a low leg, which just accentuates my giant thighs. Seriously, I am so tired of the suit riding up every time I doing a flipturn. Do you have any idea how awkward it is to flip, reach down to pull your suit down and push off the wall all at the same time? All done, of course, underwater while holding your breath. Awkward.
Monday, November 03, 2008
Soda Detox
I have determined that caffeine isn't really a problem for me. I drink one can of Diet Dr. Pepper or Diet Coke with Lime a day and don't feel the need for more. Last Monday I stopped drinking soda and announced on Facebook that my caffeine detox had begun.
Only it wasn't so much a detox as just a good thing to do because it meant I was drinking more water. I didn't have any withdrawal headaches or other aches. I was fine and just kind of noticed it around lunch time when I usually had a can of soda.
So Saturday we went out for linner (because it was 3:30 PM) and I got a Diet Coke with Lime. Yesterday I had a Diet Dr. Pepper with dinner, but only as an afterthought. It took me about 2 hours to finish the can.
Today at work our office supply shipment came in and among the items were two 12-packs of Diet Dr. Pepper for me. (There are only 3 of us in the office, so the secretary orders whatever we happen to like). So I'll probably have a can today because she was so excited to get me something I liked and I would feel bad.
70 laps this morning. I got out of the pool sooner than I wanted to and STILL missed my bus. Then I discovered that when Jason reset the clock last night, he set it 3 minutes slow. 3 minutes are KEY when you live 50 feet away from the bus stop and time things precisely to minimize the time standing out in the cold.
Only it wasn't so much a detox as just a good thing to do because it meant I was drinking more water. I didn't have any withdrawal headaches or other aches. I was fine and just kind of noticed it around lunch time when I usually had a can of soda.
So Saturday we went out for linner (because it was 3:30 PM) and I got a Diet Coke with Lime. Yesterday I had a Diet Dr. Pepper with dinner, but only as an afterthought. It took me about 2 hours to finish the can.
Today at work our office supply shipment came in and among the items were two 12-packs of Diet Dr. Pepper for me. (There are only 3 of us in the office, so the secretary orders whatever we happen to like). So I'll probably have a can today because she was so excited to get me something I liked and I would feel bad.
70 laps this morning. I got out of the pool sooner than I wanted to and STILL missed my bus. Then I discovered that when Jason reset the clock last night, he set it 3 minutes slow. 3 minutes are KEY when you live 50 feet away from the bus stop and time things precisely to minimize the time standing out in the cold.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Treats or Treats!
The other night I noticed Fun Size Butterfingers on sale at the grocery store and spent the next day thinking about how much I wanted a Butterfinger. Last night I bought a pack of little ones, along with a couple of other things, and I came to the conclusion that I do want to enjoy the treats of the season, from now until Christmas. You know, within moderation.
I made pumpkin bread last night and had some for breakfast, along with eggs for the shot of protein, after I swam 70 laps. Because I have also come to the conclusion that in order to enjoy treats and not gain 10 pounds like I did last holiday season, I need to work out as nearly close to every day as I can, which I most definitely did not do last holiday season.
I had a full-on argument with myself this morning, knowing that if I just got out of bed, I would rock the swimming. The first step every single morning of pulling myself out of bed when it's warm and cozy and I know it's (literally) freezing outside is so, SO hard. But once I'm up I'm fine. And truthfully I felt kind of awesomely hardcore walking home in temperatures cold enough to see my breath, in my warm-up pants and a fleece, with my wet hair tucked under a ski cap.
Swimming laps in the winter is great because you get a lane to yourself most of the time. And you also build up a camaraderie with the other people who are there, braving the cold to get in their laps.
So I'm not looking to lose any weight in the next 2 months, I just want to maintain. I can get back on with the weight loss after the Hallowthanksgivmas bacchanalia is over. Because this is my favorite time of year, and it's partly because of the yummy foods, and I want to enjoy them.
I swam on Tuesday morning and this morning and I'm going to go tomorrow morning. Next week I'm going to go every day that I can. And enjoy the Butterfinger leftovers.
I made pumpkin bread last night and had some for breakfast, along with eggs for the shot of protein, after I swam 70 laps. Because I have also come to the conclusion that in order to enjoy treats and not gain 10 pounds like I did last holiday season, I need to work out as nearly close to every day as I can, which I most definitely did not do last holiday season.
I had a full-on argument with myself this morning, knowing that if I just got out of bed, I would rock the swimming. The first step every single morning of pulling myself out of bed when it's warm and cozy and I know it's (literally) freezing outside is so, SO hard. But once I'm up I'm fine. And truthfully I felt kind of awesomely hardcore walking home in temperatures cold enough to see my breath, in my warm-up pants and a fleece, with my wet hair tucked under a ski cap.
Swimming laps in the winter is great because you get a lane to yourself most of the time. And you also build up a camaraderie with the other people who are there, braving the cold to get in their laps.
So I'm not looking to lose any weight in the next 2 months, I just want to maintain. I can get back on with the weight loss after the Hallowthanksgivmas bacchanalia is over. Because this is my favorite time of year, and it's partly because of the yummy foods, and I want to enjoy them.
I swam on Tuesday morning and this morning and I'm going to go tomorrow morning. Next week I'm going to go every day that I can. And enjoy the Butterfinger leftovers.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Hello There
I've put on a couple of pounds since my no working out workout plan began several weeks ago. Not that it's an actual plan, just a result of the mornings being darker and me being lazier.
I'm trying to be optimistic by thinking that I still weigh less than this time last year, which means I have taken off all last year's holiday weight gain (like 10 pounds) plus some.
I'm trying not to think things like, "Gee, if I had keep up with my super awesome eating and exercising diligence I would probably weigh at least 7 pounds less than I do instead of creeping back up." Trying to keep those thoughts at bay.
The good news is, we're going to Maine for 4 days, during which I will be hiking up peaks. Well, not really peaks so much. But I will start out at a lower place than I end up and that counts for something.
I'm trying to be optimistic by thinking that I still weigh less than this time last year, which means I have taken off all last year's holiday weight gain (like 10 pounds) plus some.
I'm trying not to think things like, "Gee, if I had keep up with my super awesome eating and exercising diligence I would probably weigh at least 7 pounds less than I do instead of creeping back up." Trying to keep those thoughts at bay.
The good news is, we're going to Maine for 4 days, during which I will be hiking up peaks. Well, not really peaks so much. But I will start out at a lower place than I end up and that counts for something.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
It's A Conspiracy
This morning I had to drop my car off for a repair at 7:30 AM. Thus, no gym.
Tomorrow morning I have to catch the 7:12 AM train up to Boston for a meeting. Again, no gym.
So even if I COULD drag myself out of bed, I still couldn't go. Yes, that's it. It's all my schedule's fault.
Tomorrow morning I have to catch the 7:12 AM train up to Boston for a meeting. Again, no gym.
So even if I COULD drag myself out of bed, I still couldn't go. Yes, that's it. It's all my schedule's fault.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Exercise Drought
Sigh. I seem to have hit a road bump again. I went to sleep by 11:30 last night and had every intention to get up and go swimming. Actually, I woke up at 3:30 and was awake for about a half hour for some reason. Then I couldn't wake up when my alarm went off 2 hours later.
I just can't seem to get motivated. I know if I want to keep losing weight and keep off the weight I've lost, I have to exercise. I also know that if I want to allow myself to have treats, I have to exercise to balance it all out. A treat here and there is fine when I'm swimming 80 laps 4 days a week. A treat here and there when I'm sleeping an hour later and sitting on my bum in the evenings is going to result in a spreading bum.
I'm just not feeling it. I have a vague idea of ellipticaling tonight, which may or may not happen. The problem is, I make plans to work out and then I let myself off the hook for dumb reasons. I know as soon as I get out of bed and over to the pool, I'll be fine. It's just that giant leap from warm comfy bed to putting on my swimsuit and going.
How do I stop myself from letting myself off the hook?
I just can't seem to get motivated. I know if I want to keep losing weight and keep off the weight I've lost, I have to exercise. I also know that if I want to allow myself to have treats, I have to exercise to balance it all out. A treat here and there is fine when I'm swimming 80 laps 4 days a week. A treat here and there when I'm sleeping an hour later and sitting on my bum in the evenings is going to result in a spreading bum.
I'm just not feeling it. I have a vague idea of ellipticaling tonight, which may or may not happen. The problem is, I make plans to work out and then I let myself off the hook for dumb reasons. I know as soon as I get out of bed and over to the pool, I'll be fine. It's just that giant leap from warm comfy bed to putting on my swimsuit and going.
How do I stop myself from letting myself off the hook?
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Ahem
Now that the birthday nonsense is over...
I think I can safely say that I have hit my Death By Chocolate cake limit. Jason, however, has not. We still have over a quarter of this massive cake left and he wouldn't let me throw it away last night because he loves it so.
I fully planned to go swimming this morning. I had my gym bag all ready to go and everything. Then I was up until 12:30. Even though I slept until 7 and snoozed until 7:30, I'm yawning right this very second.
Tonight I am going to bed earlier. Possibly.
It's hard when there's company in the house. Company that enjoys entertaining my husband by playing Rock Band with him at very loud volumes.
I think I can safely say that I have hit my Death By Chocolate cake limit. Jason, however, has not. We still have over a quarter of this massive cake left and he wouldn't let me throw it away last night because he loves it so.
I fully planned to go swimming this morning. I had my gym bag all ready to go and everything. Then I was up until 12:30. Even though I slept until 7 and snoozed until 7:30, I'm yawning right this very second.
Tonight I am going to bed earlier. Possibly.
It's hard when there's company in the house. Company that enjoys entertaining my husband by playing Rock Band with him at very loud volumes.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Switchin' It Up
So we've had two mornings of frosty chilly weather and that has equaled two mornings of not being able to get myself out of bed because I'm tucked in between a husband and a cat all under a down comforter. The 5:45 AM alarm stands no chance.
Even though the pool is not open for lap swimming when it would be most convenient for me to go in the evenings, I think if there's any chance that workouts will continue over the next few months, I will have to start working out in the evening. Tonight is my first night and I'm going to do the elliptical. There are a couple of nights I might be able to work in a swim, but generally the schedule doesn't really work. I figure I can still swim on Saturdays.
I used to swim at the local pool in the evenings, even when it was so cold that I had long johns, warm-up pants, a long sleeve shirt, sweatshirt AND giant puffy coat on over my swimsuit, topped off with a warm moleskin ski cap on my head with all my hair tucked inside. I looked ridiculous, but the Boston weather was not getting through to my damp skin after a swim. I loved coming home from work, eating a quick snack and taking off for the pool. As a bonus, I got to sleep in for a whole additional hour every morning. Totally worth it.
I emailed Jason to ask if he wants to work out with me tonight. My gym will let him come a couple of times as my guest. I don't think he's signed up for the Brown gym yet this semester and I would love for us to get on a family plan. I mean, it's right across the street from our apartment, for heaven's sake. I have 2 motivations for signing him up: 1) He needs it. He's constantly whining about how his shorts and pants and shirts are so much tighter than they used to be. Well, there IS something that you can do about that, you know? But his laziness wins out every time. I honestly don't mind that he's getting a belly, but I know he does, and I also know it's not healthy for him. 2) Purely selfish - I want a gym buddy. It's so much easier when you have someone else to go with you.
Even though the pool is not open for lap swimming when it would be most convenient for me to go in the evenings, I think if there's any chance that workouts will continue over the next few months, I will have to start working out in the evening. Tonight is my first night and I'm going to do the elliptical. There are a couple of nights I might be able to work in a swim, but generally the schedule doesn't really work. I figure I can still swim on Saturdays.
I used to swim at the local pool in the evenings, even when it was so cold that I had long johns, warm-up pants, a long sleeve shirt, sweatshirt AND giant puffy coat on over my swimsuit, topped off with a warm moleskin ski cap on my head with all my hair tucked inside. I looked ridiculous, but the Boston weather was not getting through to my damp skin after a swim. I loved coming home from work, eating a quick snack and taking off for the pool. As a bonus, I got to sleep in for a whole additional hour every morning. Totally worth it.
I emailed Jason to ask if he wants to work out with me tonight. My gym will let him come a couple of times as my guest. I don't think he's signed up for the Brown gym yet this semester and I would love for us to get on a family plan. I mean, it's right across the street from our apartment, for heaven's sake. I have 2 motivations for signing him up: 1) He needs it. He's constantly whining about how his shorts and pants and shirts are so much tighter than they used to be. Well, there IS something that you can do about that, you know? But his laziness wins out every time. I honestly don't mind that he's getting a belly, but I know he does, and I also know it's not healthy for him. 2) Purely selfish - I want a gym buddy. It's so much easier when you have someone else to go with you.
Monday, October 06, 2008
Last Week
It's always obvious what's going on when the weight loss bloggers stop blogging, isn't it? There's nothing to blog about when you're not doing anything.
Actually, I got sick with some weird stomach bug last week that made me well enough to get to work (barely), but not really up for much else, including swimming. My weight is steady, even though I only swam once all week. This morning I'm still not feeling fabulous, but I'm determined that tomorrow I'll be back in the pool. Which is getting increasingly harder as the weather gets cooler. I may have to switch to the elliptical for the winter. Getting hot and sweaty when it's 20 degrees out may actually be a good thing for getting me going in the morning, especially since heat will be expensive and our heating method this winter will consist of large piles of blankets.
Actually, I got sick with some weird stomach bug last week that made me well enough to get to work (barely), but not really up for much else, including swimming. My weight is steady, even though I only swam once all week. This morning I'm still not feeling fabulous, but I'm determined that tomorrow I'll be back in the pool. Which is getting increasingly harder as the weather gets cooler. I may have to switch to the elliptical for the winter. Getting hot and sweaty when it's 20 degrees out may actually be a good thing for getting me going in the morning, especially since heat will be expensive and our heating method this winter will consist of large piles of blankets.
Monday, September 29, 2008
My Favorite Jeans Are Too Big
So I guess jeans really do shrink when you wash them. I thought I just imagined that. I went to Lane Bryant on Friday and bought 2 pairs of jeans with a coupon. I'm wearing the smallest size there now which is good, but makes me kind of sad because they're still the only people who really understand the whole hip to waist ratio thing. Where do I buy pants for my itty bitty waist and that round thing in your face* after I lose a few more pounds?
I bought the same exact jeans that I've been wearing and loving for the past few months. 2 pairs actually. But see, I've washed the jeans I already owned probably at least 20 times. I never dry them, but I kind of thought they were getting a little tighter each time I washed them. I'm a big believer in the multiple wearing theory (in that your clothes don't really get dirty when you've only worn them once unless you're doing some manual labor), but jeans have to be washed at some point and I thought they were tighter.
Turns out it wasn't my imagination. Today I put on one of the new pairs and they went on all nice and comfy. However, after sitting in a car for a couple of hours and walking around an apple orchard** for a bit, they have become kind of super baggy, and I'm starting to realize that maybe I only still fit into Lane Bryant jeans after they've been washed a bunch of times. Guess I'll be doing some laundry.
* Thank you, Sir Mix-a-Lot.
**Apple picking! I will be sabotaging my food plan at some point in the next couple of weeks when I make an apple crisp.
I bought the same exact jeans that I've been wearing and loving for the past few months. 2 pairs actually. But see, I've washed the jeans I already owned probably at least 20 times. I never dry them, but I kind of thought they were getting a little tighter each time I washed them. I'm a big believer in the multiple wearing theory (in that your clothes don't really get dirty when you've only worn them once unless you're doing some manual labor), but jeans have to be washed at some point and I thought they were tighter.
Turns out it wasn't my imagination. Today I put on one of the new pairs and they went on all nice and comfy. However, after sitting in a car for a couple of hours and walking around an apple orchard** for a bit, they have become kind of super baggy, and I'm starting to realize that maybe I only still fit into Lane Bryant jeans after they've been washed a bunch of times. Guess I'll be doing some laundry.
* Thank you, Sir Mix-a-Lot.
**Apple picking! I will be sabotaging my food plan at some point in the next couple of weeks when I make an apple crisp.
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