Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Despite having an Olga's orange cream drink that contains more calories than I should care to count, being sick and/or being healthy granted a little reprieve today. I dropped from 178 before I was sick to 172 lbs.
It's not the 155 I want, but that is closer than before. Now to keep up the momentum and make a few changes that may hopefully plunge that number into the low end of the 160s. I'll really start dancing when size 8 is comfortable rather than a pipe dream stretch wish, which it has been lately. And doubly what sucked is most of my clothes are size 8. :|
Happy dance! Progress is good!
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
The dog days of summer have descended in all their stifling heat and murderous humidity. I've come to miss the ocean breeze and cooling shade, and long for a proper lake or beach nearby I can avail myself of.
I discovered something worse than 102'F temperatures, a malfunctioning A/C unit, and weight gain: bronchitis in July. No one enjoys being sick, but suffering a nasty cough and rattling breaths through the sunniest weather in months makes illness that one bit more miserable. Instead of paddling around a metropark lake in a canoe, I got to swim in blankets and pillows. Shivering uncontrollably replaced flailing somewhat controllably in my hydrofit/aquatic aerobics classes. A whole glorious weekend evaporated into sneezing, sniffling, and sucking down cough candies like there was no tomorrow. I missed a week and some of my aquatic aerobics classes and finally got back into the pool just in time for the temperatures to spike past 100 again.
Class kicked my ass. Usually I can power through the 10 second kick/swim a pool width routine our feisty instructor, Pam, does to Bon Jovi or another upbeat song. Clutch hold of the side of the pool, kick like a school of sharks are racing after you, then swim to the opposite side. Sounds easy, and I find this to be a great cardio workout. I was barely able to get up to half my tempo without being out of breath. Yuck. Then we did a "launch and jog" which involves launching yourself backwards from the side of the pool and jogging through your wake back to the wall. Tough stuff, especially with water and momentum working against you. I was dying the whole time, spluttering like a winded fish, but at least I tried it. Better than the gabby older women who just sat there at the side talking about Sorkin's newest TV project, "News Room."
At least I got back into the gym, even added strength training before the bike, but the easier of the two classes completely flattened me. At least I hope to see some changes as I get back into the rhythm of working out.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
"Wonderful" surprise this morning. My loosest jeans are tight... again.
I set out in March to try to lose fifteen pounds by September. Easy, right? Yeah, as if. I threw in regular biking at the gym, reintroduced strength exercises, went to the aqua-fit aerobic classes.
Nothing changed except being hungry. I drank more water, ate more fruit and vegetables, tried to cut down on snacking or mindlessly grazing in the evening. I have a bad habit of that if unchecked. The beau does it.
Tossing crap food from the house only works so well when the roommate brings it in. We eat out more than perhaps we ought because we feel confined, entrapped by the roommate we should be tossingo ut but he's stalling on, and all of this is a stupid, painful spiral.
Self-love today is absolutely impossible. I see myself in the mirror and the cascade of hate, disappointment, anger, rage, despair, and fury is a blackness that has so far refused to dissipate. I acknowledge its existence in hopes it will go away, and it doesn't.
Why. has. nothing. worked?
Because, apparently, *I* don't work.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Swimming and trying to get outdoors, where my mind beckons, will hopefully keep me in check for fitness. I need to improve eating more fruits and veggies more this coming week, as it's been rather rough in the 32'C+ heat to tolerate standing in front of the stove.
Still no weight loss. Terribly frustrating to me.
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Vienna, Wien, that Old Dame of Europe.
I'm going in February 2013. EEEEEEEEE!!
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