Monday, February 11, 2013
Oh, I am the queen of excuses. I can come up with almost any excuse not to workout. The main reason is just because I'm lazy or I get down in the dumps & the last thing I want to do is workout... when in all reality working out would get me out of that slump and into a good mood. I am so glad I have my husband to push me to go to the gym when I really don't want to because I always feel better that I went in the end. I'm in a better mood. And the final result is that much closer. :) Trust me, today was such an off day & getting into the car felt like work. I was so happy we went because I so could have just vegged all night. Now I made smart decisions with dinner instead of chowing down on junk (it's funny how a workout can help with our meal choices) and it helped me to get past the mood swing I was having.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Ok, I know I just posted a blog about how happy I was to fit into a size 6... and don't get me wrong, I still am... but, boy, the mood swings that losing weight (or attempting to) brings with it. So, here's my story:
Not 24 hours after I posted my oh-so-happy blog, I bump into an old friend of mine from Pennsylvania who was vacationing in Vermont this weekend (I haven't seen her in a year at which time we were both 143 pounds). We started our weight loss journey together... she could have easily been 20lbs heavier than me at the start of our journey... now she's 20 pounds skinnier than me and in a size 0!!! I'm so proud of her, but I feel (from what she's told me), I've worked 10x harder & I'm not seeing the same results... On top of it, she told me that she can't STOP losing weight!!! How does that happen?!? Could I be so lucky to have that problem? Anyway, enough about that rant... onto rant #2:
I hate the weekends... I love having the time off, but I feel throughout the week I take one step forward and then the weekend comes and I take two steps backward. I was 135lbs on Saturday morning... I wasn't TERRIBLE this weekend as far as food wise, but with the holiday, I wasn't able to get to the gym all weekend, either. Now I got on the scale this morning at 138!!! So, of course today I feel much less confident than I did only 4 days ago. :-\ I really want to keep my promise to myself to lose 5 pounds this month, but every time I think I'm making progress, a weekend sneaks up on me and kicks me in the rear. I guess I just really need to make a commitment to myself not to use the weekends as a vacation from the gym if I want to get to that finish line.
Anyway, isn't it interesting how one moment we can be so proud of ourselves and the next we forget how far we've come and only think, "it's not enough!!!"
Friday, September 04, 2009
Wowzers... Sometimes it takes a lot of hard work to start noticing some results. Other times, it comes as easy as going shopping! A coworker of mine told me that one of the local stores was having great sales, so I stopped down after work to check it out. I saw a cute pair of pants and decided that I should really pick up a pair in my size, since all of my other pants require a belt these days. The problem was, I didn't really know what my size was, so I grabbed a 6 and an 8 & headed to the dressing room. Just for laughs (or motivation) I tried on the 6 first, thinking darn well that they wouldn't get past my thighs, let alone my hips. I was floored when I shimmied them on and was able to button them, nonetheless. I thought I would try the 8's on, just as a comparison, only to find out they were way too big. It's hard to believe that less than 2 years ago I was hitting a size 16 and now, after A LOT of hard work and dedication, I have managed to get into a 6. I'm not sure I was in a size 6 at my lowest weight of 129 my senior year of college. And although I haven't hit that number on my scale yet, it just goes to show that the scale doesn't necessarily mean you're skinnier or more toned.
When I went to step class last night, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror & was amazed... for the first time I saw a healthy, skinny me. I mean, even two days ago, when I looked into that same mirror, all I saw was a tub-a-lub... it's amazing what a pair of pants can do for ones self esteem!
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