Tuesday, October 19, 2010
We had a health screening today at work to help keep our insurance premiums down for next year. I figured I would be okay except I know the weight is still a little high. Thought the body fat would be in the 20s somewhere, albeit high. Oh no, 33.1%, I was NOT happy. Now I realize as a 47 year old woman, that this is in the healthy range. Not healthy in my mind. So I guess it's time to ramp up the intensity of the workouts and decrease the fun of the foods for a little while and get that down. Cholesterol, HDL, LDL, all were rocking beyond healthy limits. BMI of course was up, which it will always be up in my case, or if good, at the high end of healthy. and my blood pressure, usually always very low and in the old days, was actually normal, but no, they have me as pre hypertensive.. with 128/78???? What? I have a resting heart rate of 55 and I'm pre-hypertensive because you lowered the scale? Crazy.
So I went out and busted a pissed off workout, even without my music because I left it of course in the office after charging it. It just angers me. Glad they didn't measure me 24 pounds ago.
and... omygosh.. this doesn't happen to most women but it was just ugly. I know this woman strength trained... let's go as far as to say WEIGHT lifted, but she was so veiny, it was freakiung ugly. I hate it on a man, much less a woman. I love weight lifting, but I will not get to that extreme and I've got some good veins that might want to show, but if it came to that.. they can keep that little layer of fat.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Thank goodness the weather in Texas has been awesome because I in my infinite wisdom took on a project that I've been ignoring for two years. Figured I didn't have a truck to take stuff to the dump, might as well ignore it. Well, it all started two weeks ago (really back in May but you woud have to go back in my blogs for that), my hubby and neighbor cut down my very old, and well established tree. While they were doing that I decided to clean the flower bed alongside the house. Let me preface this with I have a flower garden around the WHOLE house which is a 2000 square foot ranch style one story house and the garden is at least three feet wide. and my side yard (which is where I started is very.. very long).
The project.. oh the project. Remove all the lava rock from the flower bed and put in mulch. Sounds easy enough, right? Should take a few hours, a weekend at the most. No, it doesn't work that way. The first fun part of it was removing the older mulch, that wasn't too bad because it was all on weed tarp and I rolled most of that up hit and miss over the past few months. So I started raking rock and found more tarp and every time I found more tarp, I found more rock. Do you know how hard it is to rake rock? Not fun, especially when the ground is dry (which mine is baked). To add insult to my poor fingers injuries, the mulch came and part of it was dumped... yes you guessed it .. on a place where I hadn't raked up the rock. So, had to move all that mulch, dig up the rock and then spread again.
While on this endeavor, I looked at the bushes. Hmmm, they have leaves and stuff under them, let's go ahead and take that out. Guess what, more rock. So raked that out. There's this vine thing growing in and out of my bushes, what is it. Pull it out. OH my gosh, there's an empty space under my bushes when the vine crap is gone. Now I can really get to the leaves. Let's just say, this was my third weekend of doing this. Friday I have the ab workout from hell, woke up with sore abs, started raking at 8 am and couldn't move by the time I finished for the day at 5. I actually hit and missed watching the Rangers play. I passed out in the tub (soaking my soreness away) and was asleep by 9. and Sunday started it all over again. I have raked up probably three pickup loads of lava rock and am still not finished. Just finished the side yard.
and you know what irritates me the most about this. I've gained five pounds during this three week span. I have no idea what to attribute it to. I haven't eaten or drank that much extra in calories. I'm sure it has something to do with our change in schedule (used to go to work at 8 or 8:30, now am there at 6:30), working a whole bunch of muscle groups that don't get hit in the gym and my stress levels are through the roof because of finances. But seriously this has got to stop. No my clothes aren't looser, no I haven't lost inches. I've actually gained two inches on my stomach. I'm a hip weight carrier. I can't figure it out. No, I'm not pregnant (that requires sex, yes I"m married but that's another story). I'm going to blame it on cortisol but how do I fix that. I don't need this frustration on top of my others.
Anyway, just to top this off. My side yard looks quite lovely and clean and since it's the one I see most of the time (garage is in the back and that's where we come in at), I'm happy with my progress so far. It's not as perfect as I would like it to be, but my body won't let me do any more. I still have probably at least one, maybe two, more truckloads of rock to rake up and then spread mulch. If the weight keeps going up at the rate it is, I'll be back to where I started and will be a mean vicious cranky person. Cruella D Ville will have NOTHING on me.
So that's my rant for the day. Wish I could have something more fun and motivating, but I'm just venting.
Thursday, October 07, 2010
I've never worn a size 4 in my life. I actually don't really remember what size I wore in high school. I've seen a picture where, I really was kind of thin, but I don't remember being thin. I always thought I was the chunky, ugly girl. I always swore I went from a girls size 14 to a size 9 over night. I think that's the truth. But then again, I've blocked so much of a my childhood out (that's another blog).
Anyway, I was looking in the mirror a few minutes ago. I'm feeling okay right now. Still a little financially stressed, but the scale is now moving and dropping the water weight I gained and probably stress/cortisol weight. I feel in my heart of hearts that adding back my upper body strength training is a definite plus and I believe that may have had something to do with my plateau. I've doubled up on the leg workouts during the week because that is my weakest link, but if I work it, it's my strongest link and sexiest
Again, I digress. I've never worn size 4. Hmmm, I've seen an 8, really never been in a 6, but 4 sounds so magical, especially for someone 5'7". Can it be done? Man, that's probably 4 more inches off that booty. That's a lot of work. Hmmm. But.. I can go into the junior department if I want and possibly find stuff there because although I may be 47, I DON'T do frumpy any more. I like sexy clothes. Hmmm, so a size 4 butt will balance out the lack of upper body, but if I work that the chest muscle might give me a little bit of boobs.
So whatcha think? Did I just challenge myself to a size 4. So, I need a date to finish this. My birthday? That's in March, or sooner? Four inches, man that's a bunch. Barely lost two in six months.
March it is. For my birthday, I will be a size 4... and I will go CLOTHES shopping for my birthday. I needed a mission.
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
So a few weeks ago I did reach a milestone, I got into some pants that haunt me from my closet regularly. Thought I would show a couple of pictures. That's about it. I'm a little flustered today trying to figure out what the heck happened to my husband's overtime, so I'll keep quiet for the most part.
Man I need some boobs. Front shot, the shirt is rumpled up a bit to show I am starting to develop real curves and the thunder thighs are reducing.
Monday, October 04, 2010
This plateau has GOT to stop. I've been on this same ride for over two months. I've got another tracker and at ONE pound (now that's a reasonable ONE pound) per week, I should be down at least six pounds from where I am. I haven't dropped ANYTHING. The inches are not moving either, although I'm back on the weights. I'm eating within range, I'm exercising. I've added my upper body weight training back in slowly so as to not re-injure the elbow. This has GOT to stop, because I need something freaking positive to happen in my life right now.
My personal life is in shambles. I despise my husband right now. ( I guess despise is a little strong, I'm tired of the some of his reactions to life including catering to his ex-wife and hurting me in the process). Financial life is totally in ruins. My work situation is stressful at best. I've managed to NOT stop exercising and my eating has been well within acceptable calorie limits. I haven't gone over enough to gain and I've actually been within loss ranges for the amount of exercise I do. I've shaken up my exercise routine more than once.
I'm beyond frustrated. and I know I shouldn't be comparing or stating my jealousy, but I see some blogs stating how oh my gosh, they aren't losing 3 pounds a week any more... puhleeze, I never even saw 2 pounds a week, much less 3.
I'm just ANGRY, ANGRY, FRUSTRATED, ready to quit this site, all sites and just do this on my own again. Last time I managed it on my own with no change in eating hab its and lost freaking 30 pounds in six months. I'm now at seven months and barely 22 pounds.
I've reset all my trackers as if I've lost NOTHING. It's the only thing I can think of doing. Just act like I'm starting all over. I'm just a freaking STRESS case right now with nowhere to turn. My friends are in their own worlds, I have no husband to count on and no family.. and I'm so tired of this.
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