Tuesday, February 01, 2011
I have always had a horrible time drinking my water each day. I'm so bad that I would drink water with a flavor packet mixed in almost all of the time. Last week I moved to a different office within my building at work and my co-workers were doing the pitcher filled with lemon slices and ice water. I didn't want to drink all their water, so I went and bought my own supplies. I bought a nice, clear pitcher from Ikea for $4. I bought 5 lemons for $1 and 3 limes for $1. The result is so gorgeous that I had to share. BTW, if you're counting, it's noon and I'm almost finished with 72 oz.
Thursday, September 02, 2010
I'm crazy busy right now with work, but I saw this article and wanted to share it. This is scary stuff!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Friday I officially hit the 200's. When I jumped on the scale Friday morning, the display showed 299.4. I was ecstatic. There is something so gratifying about moving from the 300's to the 200's and it's been a long time coming.
When I first started this process, I weighed 357 pounds. This was more than I ever had weighed before. I was 20-30 pounds higher than I've ever been when I tried to lose weight. Getting to the 200's was a LONG road. 57 pounds had to be lost to reach this point. In the past, I started at 320 or 330 and still couldn't make it here. I would get very close and quit. Whenever I have started losing weight in the past, I made the 200's into some mythical land where anything could be possible. I'd say, "When I reach the 200's, I will try a class at the gym." or, "When I reach the 200's, I will try running". For some reason, I thought that I couldn't do the things I wanted to do until I lost more weight and left the 300's.
Not this time.
Things I've done BEFORE I reached the 200's:
Gym classes: Zumba (2 or more times per week), Power Pump, Spinning, Nightclub Cardio
Completed my first 5k (walking)
It felt good to try those things and I now know that stepping out and trying things that made me uncomfortable at a weight that made me uncomfortable was what got me this far this time. I have to push myself. Nobody other than ME ever told me I was too big to do the things I wanted to do.
Not this time.
This time I faced my fears. I entered the classrooms at the Y with people much smaller than me and danced, rode, jumped and lifted with a group. I got fitted for running shoes and ran in the middle of a store filled with runners. I went to the track and ran. I signed up for and completed my first 5k EVER. I will never again place limitations on what I can do based solely on my weight. That is just a number and I am more than that!
This time I will search out activities that are exciting to me. Things that will motivate me and keep me interested. I know what I need to do to succeed. It is ultimately up to me to make those things happen. I will continue to push my body to its limits while treating it better than I ever have before. I will continue to prepare myself for the rest of my life because that is why I'm doing this. I'm ready to live the life I've missed out on for so many years.
Next on my agenda is to get serious about C25k. I backed off from running just a bit because of some pain, but supplemented those days with long walks instead to strengthen the muscles. As the weather continues to cool here, I will start adding running back into my schedule. I have 3 5k's coming up soon. Race for the Cure, a diabetes walk and Memory Walk (Alzheimer's). I don't know whether they will be walked or ran, but either way they will be finished and each one will finish a bit earlier than the one before.
I'm not going back to the 300's again. Not this time! The next time I talk about any 'hundreds', it will be to celebrate ONEderland! I will make it there and I can't wait to share that with all of you!
Now for some fun stuff from this weekend:
I went to the Texans/Cowboys football game Saturday night, which in itself is something I was really looking forward to. I bought DH and I Andre Johnson jerseys last year for Christmas and hadn't had a chance to wear mine yet. Well, I'm happy to say that it is still hanging in my closet with the tags on because it was TOO BIG! I wore DH's jersey instead (btw, it is now MY jersey). His was an XXL.
I took my daughter, her boyfriend and his sister to the game because their parents play in the Texans Pep Band and get 4 free tickets to every game. His mom is a good friend of mine and she told me 2 times Saturday night how great I looked (YAY!!).
Midway through the game, I looked over at my daughter and said, "You know what? I just realized that I fit in my seat. I'm not uncomfortable and I'm not taking up your space!". That was a good feeling.
I made a point to eat a late lunch Saturday from Chick-fil-A so I wouldn't be tempted to snack at the game. I stopped on the way home and ate a Fresco taco and tried one of the cantina tacos from Taco Bell (it was close to midnight). Yes, I ate 2 meals out that day, but I made good choices at both and stayed far away from the stadium food.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
~*~ TIKI Challenge Check-In 8/16 - 8/22 ~*~
Last week, I am proud to report that I accomplished:
Cardio: ELLIPTICAL, ZUMBA, C25K W1D1, TAE BO
Strength: ST MIXED IN W/MY TB AND ZUMBA WORKOUTS
Flexibility: TONS OF STRETCHING BEFORE AND AFTER EVERY WORKOUT
Rest: MY MARATHON SLEEP SESSION TUESDAY NIGHT
Total Fitness Minutes: 195
Other goal/mileage/etc: BEGAN C25K
This week, I am going to turn my focus around and make everything more tailored to myself.
Something I am good at that has nothing to do with exercise is LISTENING.
Something that I LOVE doing, that has nothing to do with exercise is READING.
I am going to incorporate these two things into my healthy week by BEING THERE FOR MY FRIENDS AND READING EACH NIGHT BEFORE BED TO RELAX MYSELF.
Something out of the ordinary that is happening this week is THE CONCERT ON SATURDAY (10 YEARS, SEVENDUST, CHEVELLE, PUDDLE OF MUDD AND SHINEDOWN) and I'm going to adapt my workouts by USING SATURDAY AS MY REST DAY.
I am determined to give my best this week because I AM SO CLOSE TO THE 200'S and THE ONLY WAY I WILL GET THERE IS BY GIVING EVERYTHING I'VE GOT.
My goals for the 16th-22nd of August are:
50 MINUTES CARDIO ALL OTHER NIGHTS
DRINK AT LEAST 96 OZ OF WATER A DAY
NOT GIVE IN TO TEMPTATION
My power song will be: I DARE YOU by SHINEDOWN
I won't forget to drink enough water so my body doesn't fail me.
You can motivate me by STOPPING BY AND SAYING HI AND TELLING ME HOW YOUR WEEK IS GOING AND WHAT ACCOMPLISHMENTS YOU'VE MADE RECENTLY.
I can motivate myself by REMEMBERING WHY I AM DOING THIS AND WHAT THE END RESULT WILL BE.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Last night my daughter and I decided to get started on C25K. The Komen Race for the Cure 5k is coming up in October and I want to be prepared. I would like to run it so I'm going to give this a shot.
We left to go to the high school track at around 9:00 last night. It was still crazy hot and humid outside, but this is August in Houston so there is never a cool evening. Probably not the best time to start this, but I'm a wee bit insane. Because the school is in the neighborhood, there were no lights on the track. That was totally cool with me because I didn't want an audience to my slow death.
We get our iPods to start the podcast at the same time and started the warm up walk at the car. I realized that we had failed to stretch, so we spent most of the warm up time stretching instead of walking. This will be fixed when we do day 2 tomorrow. The first run was easy. Each consecutive run was harder and harder to manage. I can definitely say that I didn't "continue with a brisk walk" in between runs. I walked, but it was probably nowhere near "brisk". My daughter was great and kept the snails pace with me without really complaining.
On the 3rd to the last run, I was ready to quit. I was still jogging, but probably not much faster than I was walking. I contemplated quitting and made myself a deal. I could quit IF I logged in to SP this morning and told everyone of my failure. That sounded like a fair deal to me! Needless to say, I wasn't going to give in to that deal. I see so many people accomplish so many amazing things that I was determined NOT to come here and tell you all that I failed to finish day 1. I pushed through the pain. It didn't go away. Hell, it didn't even diminish, but I kept going.
When we got to the walk before the very last run, my daughter did finally say something about not being breathless at all (as I'm wheezing and coughing and red as hell). I laughed and just motioned for her to run ahead of me when the time came. With her gone, I again thought, "I could just start walking and nobody would know. She's too far ahead to notice." Nope. It was the LAST run. Why would I put myself through everything I had just been through to quit at the last possible second? So I kept going.
Then I heard the best words ever. Stop! Time for the 5 minute cool down walk. Heaven. Because I was going to be walking, I decided to move to the outside of the track to make way for the runners (all guys). Unfortunately, I did that right as a runner was coming up behind me and we almost collided. I apologized and moved out of his way as quickly as possible. Here is where everything changed.
The runner kept going and then when he was about 20 feet ahead of me, he started running in place. He took out his ear buds and started talking to me. He motioned for me to come there, so I took out my ear buds to hear what this man had to say. He asked me to run with him. I laughed (as much as one can when they can barely breathe) and told him I actually had just finished and was doing my cool down. He was persistent. "Come on, I'm going slow because I've got a long way to go tonight. Join me just for a little bit. YOU CAN DO IT." So I did.
There was nobody on my iPod telling me to run. Just a nice man out on the track that wanted to push me just a *little bit* further. My daughter had stopped to see what was going on (we are very protective of each other). When she heard the exchange, she came back to us and ran with us. I only ran around to the exit of the track, but I ran more than I had to. I thanked him for the company and told him I was done for good this time. We finished up the cool down and went to stretch and then drive home.
When we got in the car, my daughter commented about how awesome the whole thing was. She said that so many people would have taken that guys' insistence that I join him the wrong way. As if he was saying "RUN Fat Boy (Girl) RUN!". I explained to her that my involvement on Spark has changed the way I view the rest of the world. Yes, there are people that are hateful and will say stupid things, but there are also a lot MORE genuine people out there that just want to see you succeed. He was definitely in the later camp. He knew that he could inspire me to give a little bit more, so he pushed me even when I tried to say no. I will probably go to the track at the same time every night in hopes of seeing him. We can all use a little push every once in a while.
So, thank you Mr. Track Stranger. Your actions last night pushed me beyond my limits and for that I'm extremely grateful. I can't wait for the day where I can run alongside you for the duration of your run. I will make you proud, even if you don't know who I am.
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