Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Shocking, I know. But it's not what you're thinking. Sure, there are the occasional negative thoughts that run through my head, a supposition of what I think others around me might say about me if they weren't able to lie and had to always speak their minds...but we're not going to talk about that right now.
Instead, let's talk about hitting 10 minutes on the elliptical machine and glancing over to see that there's a girl across from you on her own machine. This girl is cute. Probably a few years younger than you. She's skinny enough and is either in maintenance mode or is hiding whatever extra pounds under that baggy t-shirt of hers. Either way, you're matching her stride for stride. She sees you across the gym and smiles. You smile back.
Suddenly your mind whips into a flurry of thoughts and emotions. (I mean, you're working out...what ELSE is there to do? Sure, the music is on, but that's only distracting enough for a little while...eventually your brain kicks in and starts turning out whatever crap it wants.)
"She looks great! I'd love to look like that when I reach goal. Not uber skinny. Fit. Athletic. I think that's my goal right there. I wish I knew how much she weighs. Of course, weight doesn't really matter, does it? Your body could be very similar to hers at 20 pounds higher or lower than her weight. I mean, I don't even know how tall she is...it's really hard to tell from this angle and while bouncing up and down."
Eventually I cut myself off. I don't think it's healthy to constantly imagine my goal weight because I have a long ways to go before I get there. Instead I like to focus on what I can do today, tomorrow, this week. I like to look in the mirror and say, "Well, that looks smaller! COOL!" It's much easier for me to keep my head in the game when it isn't floating off into What-If Land without me. I need it here, in this moment, pushing me on to my best. So I focus on me. I focus on the music and what my body feels like. I can feel my muscles in my legs working hard for this. I'm coming up on 13 minutes and I want to push myself. I increase my pace to 130-140 stride pace. I tell myself it will just be a minute, two max, depending on how I feel. A minute and a half later I give myself a big smile for pushing through at that pace as I settle back down to a 120 stride pace. My legs feel great. Sweat is pouring down my back. GOOD workout!
Now it's time for me to decide whether I'll do 20 minutes or push to 25. I have to decide soon because I need those last few minutes of cool down if I'm going to stop, and I hate random numbers like 23. (I have a little Monk in me, I'll admit it.) At 18 minutes I decide that I'm feeling good, and I can push to 25. So I push through 20 and it feels great. And suddenly I notice that girl, you know, the one who occupied my thoughts for a minute or two earlier?, I see her looking at me and then I see her pace increase. I think to myself, "Could it be?" Suddenly my mental focus has shifted.
"Could it be that she was inspired by me? Could she have been watching? Maybe she wanted to give up a couple minutes ago too, but she saw this girl across from her, easily twice her size, push through and challenge herself. Maybe, just maybe she got inspired to do a little more tonight too. Of course, that's probably not true but..."
I cut myself off again. I'm going to let myself believe the positive here, because it doesn't hurt anyone. In fact, it helps me. I finish my 22-23 minutes at a 130 pace without even realizing I've increased my speed. I slow down to a 100 pace for the last couple minutes before feeling a rush of pride flow through me when I see the clock hit 25:00. I did it. I accomplished this one simple thing and it has made such a difference to me inside.
So maybe I used a few mind tricks to pull me through. It doesn't always work out this way, but I try to use the mind of at least one person in the gym each time to push me through. I pick on one person, be it guy or girl, and I think, "Tonight, I'm going to inspire him/her! I'm going to make them push because they can see this big girl pushing through! They don't want me to outshine them, so I'm going to try to show them what I'm made of tonight and dare them to beat me!"
See? Sometimes I do think about what others think of me. And sometimes I make up stuff for them to think. What harm is there in that?
A big shout out to the men and women at the gym who have become my mental surrogates for my cheering section. Maybe one day you'll know that you were in my corner all along without ever even knowing there was a side to pick. Maybe not...it's pretty cool having you here in my head, and me in yours...maybe we'll just leave it at that.
* 15 minute walking break
* 10 minute walking break
* Lunch with AM at pizza place, I ate my zucchini crab cakes beforehand and went for the company instead
* 20 minutes elliptical (120 avg. pace)
* 20 minutes treadmill (3.0 pace)
* 10-15 minutes stretching/yoga
* 20-25 minutes ST
* Pissing off of one gym employee who cleaned the showers before I was ready to take one. Ah-well, I paid my membership fee and I've got some shopping to do before I can go home. You'll have to spritz it again in 10 minutes and try not to hate me too much for showering 30 minutes before closing.
* Zucchini soup made by hubs = wonderful, with a grilled chicken sandwich
Monday, July 19, 2010
See, I've got a lot for you today, so settle in for a little show and tell...
About two months ago, I looked over at Hubs and said, "Hey, babe? When I lose enough weight that my rings don't fit anymore, will you buy me a new one?" He said yes, and now that they're about to slip right off my finger, he's claiming he doesn't remember this conversation. *lol*
Let me explain. This is my wedding band:
When I got it I was 6 months pregnant with Ethan and probably near my highest weight of 466. When I lost the first hundred, my wedding band became too loose to wear on it's own. I paired it with a smaller ring that Hubs bought me for Christmas one year.
But now this ring is getting too big as well. (No, wait - that's giving IT the credit. I mean I'm getting too small for this ring!) (BTW - excuse the nails...I swear I'm giving myself a manicure a little later today! *lol*)
So I'm hoping that by Christmas, Hubs will be forced to fill his obligation or risk his new skinnier, sexier wife going out in public without rings on her wedding finger, therefore implying that she is single and ready for the taking. ;)
OMG I've been so sore lately in my calves and arms. Though my calves are looking more amazing than they have in years and are even feeling smaller to me! *LOVES IT!* I may have to hold back a tiny bit tonight at the gym, but there's no way I'm giving myself another "rest" day. Yesterday turned into "I can do whatever I want" day near the end, and I ain't having that again!
As of 6:30 this morning, you can say goodbye to this:
My straightening iron gave out this morning...and that makes me sad. :(
So now it's back to what it looked like on date night:
BTW - THIS is what I looked like when the girls were giggling. WTF, dude? I look HOT!
Even the Mothman thinks I look sexy, dude. He's reaching out to grope me! PERV!
I woke up this morning and begged Hubs to not make me go to work. This happens so often now it's just gone beyond rediculous. Hating your job(s) for years on end is just no way to live. Before I had a reason to stay - they worked around my school schedule. Now it's just a paycheck. Nothing more. I hate that! And the resumes keep going out into the world with no answer, so getting up this morning was super difficult. At one point I'm laying there talking to Hubs and I say, "I just want a nice house!" and I start crying. Thank the Lord hubs butted in with, "Alright, hold up now! Take a step back. You haven't even gotten out of bed and you're already crying." I knew he was right, so I wiped my eyes and got up anyways. *sigh* I'll keep pushing because I have to, but something's really gotta give soon!
With the kids gone, hubs and I took full advantage of the fact that we could eat out this week and not spend a fortune. We also took advantage of the alone time together. On one particular day, I asked Hubs if he wanted to go grab something to eat. "Sure," he says. And when I ask him what he wants he says, "Well, I *want* Long John Silver's, but I know you can't eat that..." Now lately I've been trying to work my eating around my life, instead of the other way around. There's really no reason why my husband shouldn't have their yummy, but, oh so bad for you, fried battered fish. Lord knows I *love* that stuff with some tarter sauce. But while I like it, I didn't want to blow my calories on a piece of it that day....it wasn't worth it to me. But why should Hubs have to sacrifice for me? I appreciate that he does, and sometimes I might insist that we go somewhere else, but that day I was feeling brave and I said, "Don't worry, I'll find something I can eat. Let's go." And go we went. And Esther ordered off the Freshgrille menu.
While it's high sodium, most of the stuff I can eat without too much calorie concern (except the corn coblette...avoid this thing like the plague, people!). The veggies were wonderful, I had a bite of the breadstick, I ate a little more than half of the shrimp and rice and I was full. It's a little more pricey than a regular 'fat' meal, but I'm worth the extra cost.
Saturday, I made these Zucchini "Crab" Cakes. Hubs wasn't overjoyed,..I thought they were OK. But they'll do in a pinch. I found them a little dry so I serve them with a little light ranch, spread out on the plate to look like more than a "little" *lol*
I'm having these for lunch today.
And FINALLY! I picked the boys up in Chillicothe yesterday. For those of you that don't know, my mom is on Spark too (check who remains #1 on my friends list...there's a reason for that! *lol*) She's lost over 16 pounds so far and she started just after I did! She's got the eating thing down, but she's really been working on exercise. (She's not like me...she has always, and will always find exercise a chore she MUST do to lose/maintain...she does not enjoy it! *lol* Love you, Mom!) Anyhow, I figured we needed a new picture of our skinnier selves, and while I'm still not happy with how I look in pictures, it's a pic of me with my mom, so I like it anyhow!
42 pounds gone. Lots of lessons learned. Lots of healthy recipes now at my fingertips. SparkFriends that keep me from crashing in upon myself. Whatever the ups and downs I'm dealing with, I must remember that I am making 2010 a year to remember! (Now if I could land a great new job before it's over? - ICING, baby! ICING I will gladly gobble up!) Onwards and upwards (err...downwards on the scale, but you know what I mean!) 165 days left until 2011. Let's make them count...every last one of them!
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Starting Weight: 466.6
SP SW: 416.2
Last Week: 377.8
Goal This Week: 375
Weight Lost This Week: 3.8 pounds
Total Weight Lost with SP: 42.2
Total Weight Lost overall: 92.6
How did I lose 3.8 pounds? Uhm...I don't know. Seriously. I can assume it's because I might finally be done with the TOM bloat. I can assume it's because I switched up my routine by going to the gym for the past two days. Either way - I will take it! I got on the scale like 12 times and never got a number above this. I will admit that I went to the movies last night with Hubs for a date night before the kids get back and I ate some movie popcorn, but I did have like 1,000 calories left that I could burn, so I'm guessing it didn't hurt me too much. ;)
I pushed myself at the gym yesterday with that "last chance workout" vibe running through me. I hopped on the elliptical first and it felt good (even though my calves were already sore...I raised the incline and started working my butt and thighs at a higher incline) so I ended up doing 25 minutes. I lovers the elliptical! Then I did a lap around the indoor track and hopped on the treadmill. By this time I didn't think I could do 10 minutes because my legs were so sore...but I talked myself into pushing past it. I warmed up at a 2.5 pace, increased to a steady 3.0, increased for a minute at a 3.5 pace, and then did a steady 3.0 until I hit 23 minutes before lowering back to 2.5 for the last two minutes as a cool down. My mental conversation was hilarious.
"Come on, you wimp!"
"If the Biggest Loser people can do this, so can you!"
"You got this."
"You get to rest tomorrow, just push today."
"Earn yourself a cup of ice cream here."
"Look at that guy lifting that huge friggin' weight...if he can do that, you can do this."
So after 50 minutes, I spent another 5 stretching (except for 10 wall pushups I did). I have to say that the group of people there on a Saturday morning is much different from the one on Friday night. Basically it was a bunch of older dudes upstairs and a bunch of younger guys downstairs on the free weights. I got a few looks from one guy, but nothing nasty or menacing. All in all, it was a good day and I felt strong.
Like I said, last night hubs and I went to see Inception (OMG, one of the BEST movies I have seen in a very, very long time! SOO good.) While we were walking through the mall waiting for the movie to start, I saw this girl look at me, turn really quick to her friend, say something, they both laughed and then the other girl looked at me. I have been fat all my life, and I know when people are making fun of me. So as we walked by, I kept staring at the first girl, because I knew she had to look again....and she did. I smiled at her and her smile dropped immediately. I think I freaked her out a bit. As I'm in the bathroom, though, I'm sitting there thinking about how I should say something to her and stand up for myself. I formed the thoughts in my head ...
"I would *love* to know what you're laughing about. Is it because your life is boring and I'm married, with two beautiful children, a honors degree in English, and a full-time job? Is it because I'm a published journalist for the Gazette and just had an interview in New York City? Or maybe it's the weight thing. Is that it? Because I worked out at the gym for an hour today, what did you do? I'm telling you honey, making other people feel inferior in order to boost your own self-esteem doesn't work. You might feel good for a second, but you'll soon realize that you have to go back to your pathetic life, and nothing that's wrong with me will make any of that better for you. Grow up and find something good within yourself."
Thankfully (probably), the girls were gone when we got out of the bathroom. It still felt good to remind myself of all the pluses in my life.
Today I have no plans other than going to pick up my boys at 4pm.
This week? I'm going to try to get the gym every day. I get home about a quarter to 7pm and they're open until 9pm, so I should have time to get a workout in before bed. Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays are ST days. They have a little chart there that I can use to track my ST and eventually increase my time or reps.
Goals for next week:
Cook up more zucchini recipes and eat healthy at home.
Track on Spark Savings. We're trying to save money for an eventual down payment on a new home.
Workout at the gym every day except today. (I keep thinking that the more time I spend at the gym, the more money I use and the more my 38 bucks is totally worth it!)
Act cool. Live life and enjoy it. And finish reading my book so I can start another. I'm reading The Master and Margarita right now...it's really quite good, Russians are crazy and I love it!
Saturday, July 17, 2010
So, yes. I joined the gym yesterday. And then worked out for over an hour. I have to say it - I'm in love! The people are great. This tiny, blond bombshell of a girl showed me how to use the elliptical and then kept an eye on me the whole day, making sure to show me the machines I didn't understand and making sure I was doing alright. She was wonderful. She kept saying stuff like, "We recommend working out about 3 days a week to start out until you feel up to doing more." I had to finally admit that I've been working out on my own for a few months and that last month I worked out every single day. She was wonderful and we had a lot of fun giggling together. I think I *might* have impressed her a bit as well. ;)
I started out on the elliptical, because everyone's been telling me that it's great for people who have bad knees. Very low knee impact. I thought I'd do about 10 minutes, but I ended up pushing myself to do 20. (Thanks AB girls for telling me to do more than I thought I should.) I then walked around the indoor track about 4 times before I hopped on the treadmill for 25 minutes. Walked around the track once more just to get my feet under me again before doing a full round of Strength Training. It was great and I can't wait to go back today.
I figured it out actually. If I did all 3 days of Zumba that I can attend, at 3 bucks a pop, I'd still only save about 4 bucks from going to the gym. Four bucks is definitely worth being able to use all the equipment, have a full round of classes to go to/try, and being able to shower after. Plus, I can go 6 days a week! Totally worth the cost.
They've got the following classes:
Low impact aerobics
Med-High impact aerobics
High impact aerobics
Core workout (though they've discontinued this for the summer, nobody showed)
They're also open until 9pm Monday - Friday so even though I work late shifts I can still get a workout in late. YAY! They're closed Sundays, so I'm going to use that for a rest day.
I'm leaving you with a photo of a cat fight from the two kitties. They made me laugh so much yesterday as they chased each other around the house.
In the scheme of things, Tiggy almost always wins because Max is younger and just wants to play. She tries not to P.O. Tigg too much. *lol*
Friday, July 16, 2010
Okay, guys and gals. I'm sending out a call of desperation here. Hubs pulled 3 more zucchini off Henry (our monster zucchini plant).
So now I have 3 monster zucchini and one normal (but still large) zucchini. So, as I head for the grocery store later, I need zucchini recipes! *lol* Anyone have any tried and true favorites?
Yesterday was a success! I made sure that I kept walking on both of my 15 minute breaks (though I was thoroughly exhausted on the second one and only walked for 10 minutes, but still!). Then I took a 35 minute walk at lunch -- and it felt amazing! And I actually went 1.5 miles and felt like I had the energy to do SO much more! Even though I've been away from it for a little bit (a little under a week), I've still got it. I ate under my calorie range (much like the fist few weeks I was on here). I drank about 10 cups of water. I was totally ON yesterday, even though it felt like the longest day ever!! (I leave the house at 7am, I did 10 hours at my regular job, then had dinner and did another hour and a half at my second job before driving the hour home....LONG!)
Today the plan is:
Clean living room
Sign up at the gym (and workout there for an hour!!)
Take the dog for a walk
Go grocery shopping
Cook healthy meals
Stop by the furniture store (they're having something called a "Garage Sale" and I don't know what that's about but we really need a new couch and chair...so maybe we'll find something there)
Right now I'm just waiting for Hubs to get out of bed. (Though if he doesn't get up soon, I'm heading off without him...)
Hope everyone has a wonderful Friday! One good thing about working those long 10-hour days is that I get Friday off. It's kinda like Saturday: Part I.
I'm leaving you with a great pic of my son in his football gear and some pics from last Saturday.
In full gear...MEAN!
In his position...
Ain't Ethan so cute??
Logan, being goofy as heck!
Me and the Hubs at the horrible game. (They lost 50-0! *lmao*) It's this county's semi-pro team, which means a bunch of washed up 40-50 year old men who still want to play football, but their bodies can't really take it.
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