Monday, April 23, 2012
Okay, so phase I is over. Somehow I managed to make it through and not miss a single workout. There were a few things I couldn't do (roman chair knee/hip raises, for one), but for the most part, I stuck through and I've seen some definite improvement in my all-over body shape.
Neck: 14.5 - 14.5 = no change
Waist: 45 - 44.25 = .75 inches lost!
Hips: 55 - 54 = 1 inch lost!
Bust: 45.5 - 45 = .5 inch lost!
R Thigh: 25.5 - 25 = .5 inch lost!
R Calf: 20.5 - 19.5 = 1 inch lost!
L Calf: 19.5 - 19.25 = .25 inches lost!
L Thigh: 24.5 - 24 = .5 inch lost!
L Upper Arm: 14 - 14 = no change
R Upper Arm: 13.5 - 13.75 = .25 inch gain
Under Boobs: 42 - 42 = no change
So, basically, my sides are starting to even out a bit and I gained 1/4 of an inch on my right bicep, which I didn't think was necessary, but all in all I lost a total of 4.25 inches in just four weeks. (Actually I last took those measurements on 4/3, so it's really only been 3 weeks for that loss.)
Starting Weight (3/26): 308.4
Ending Weight (4/22): 300.4
Total Loss: 8 pounds
That sounds all fine and good, until you see the rest.
And today we're back up to 301.0, so yay! *sarcasm sarcasm sarcasm*
This, my friends, is what a plateau looks like for me. It's not straight shot...I get to play the yo-yo game. I hate yo-yos more now than I ever did before (and to think, as a kid I could never get the thing to come back up...now I don't WANT it to!).
So, what's going on?
Well, the first couple weeks I was eating around 1400 net calories.
It wasn't until halfway through week 2 that I upped my calories a bit more to try to "save" that third weigh-in. If I hadn't upped my calories on the weekend, I would've been closer to 305.
Then I started sticking around 1800-2000 calories. And that worked for a little bit. A very little bit. Until about Wednesday of this past week when BAM! once again, I saw that even though I was sticking to my calorie goals and workouts, my weight started rising again. I had to up my calories again. *sigh* I'm not proud of the few days I had there, but I broke the cycle again.
This isn't working for me. I'll be upfront, flat-out honest. Somehow I've taught myself to undereat Monday through Thursday and then overeat Friday through Sunday. Sorry, but that does not help me mentally. I feel like crap each weekend because I'm eating crap food just to try to get my calories up.
Like I said on my main page - I've been fat pretty much all my life. Age 5 was when the problem started to arise. I know what the trigger was and I'm not going to harp on it here (because people think it's crap to "blame" your weight gain on other people, but I have my own feelings about evil people teaching evil eating habits to children who are forced - yes, FORCED - to obey or risk bodily harm, and thus learning that overindulgence is actually a good thing --- but no one wants to hear that because they think it's my way of excusing my past behavior and yadedadeda...blargh!). Fact is, I had no problem in the past overeating, but that's easy enough to do with calorie dense, nutritionless food. When you're eating whole grains, lean proteins, small amounts of healthy fats and tons of veggies? Yeah, well, you never realized how hard it could be to get 2000 calories eating the right way until you try.
And throughout my years of being a fat kid, I was forced into Weight Watchers and nutrition and fitness classes. Had a person there ever showed me how to eat the RIGHT way and then made my parents cook the foods I needed, well, you might be talking to a very different person right now. But those classes were a show. And they taught you dieting shortcuts. And I have dabbled in the fine art of eating disorders from time to time. But never...not ONCE...did anyone ever tell me to EAT MORE. NEVER! I swear I would've gotten more praise for anorexia than I would have from eating the RIGHT AMOUNT of healthy, nutrient dense foods.
So now that we're moving on to Phase II, I'm reading a bit ahead about calorie counting with the LiveFit program. And once again I'm seeing words that simply don't compute with the years of training and conditioning I had as a child. Eat MORE, exercise less, but harder.
Here's the LiveFit calorie counter snippet:
Up to this point, the focus with the meal plan has been to consume adequate calories to support your weight training goals. Moving forward, it will be necessary to determine a specific calorie range to increase your fat burning potential while maintaining your hard earned muscle.
Follow this simple formula to determine the number of calories you should consume moving forward, using the foods included in the meal plans:
1. Multiply your goal weight by 10 to arrive at your baseline.
2. Add between 200 and 500 calories to determine the ideal calorie range that will support the rest of your Phase Two and Phase Three workout routines.
(So, for me, that would be 110 (lbs) X 10 + 200 = 1300 and 110 (lbs) X 10 + 500 = 1600).
3. On rest days and lighter days (arms, shoulders, abs), eat in the lower range (1,300 calories). On heavier days (chest, legs, back), eat in the higher range (1,600 calories).
4. Once we arrive at Phase 3, the lower number will become the starting point for the carbohydrate cycling we'll do!
So let's do some calculations, shall we?
My current goal weight is 230 pounds.
(I honestly toyed with this number. I don't think it's reasonable for me to reach for 177 or even 190 right now, especially with the problems I've been having as of late. 230 was the number set for me a long time ago which should put me around 30% body fat. It may or may not be right, but it works for me because it seems more reasonable in my head. But I still wondered - did she mean your eventual goal weight, or your goal weight for the program's end? Whatever, I have one number and one number only - 230 pounds should put me closer to a goal of 30% body fat. And I care more about my body fat % than I do that stupid number on the scale. I've learned to put little stock in that silly little machine on the floor.)
So if I take 230 x 10 = 2300
Then we add +200 and +500 = 2500-2800, respectively
So on heavy days (back, chest, legs) I should eat 2800 calories.
On lighter days (shoulder, abs, arms) I should stick to 2500 calories.
TWENTY FIVE HUNDRED CALORIES?! ARE YOU EFFIN' KIDDING ME?
Confession: It feels VERY, VERY wrong. Where's the deficit? How the hell am I going to lose any weight eating nearly 3k calories a day?
Confession: I do NOT get how this is supposed to work, because it goes all the training and conditioning I've had from age 5 to age 30. "Eat less, exercise more = lose weight."
Confession: That BS I just said hasn't been working for me for MONTHS. So what the hell, right? What do I have to lose? Except more weight if it works. If it doesn't, I really won't be any worse off now than I've been on this dizzying yo-yo of a ride I've been on for the past few MONTHS.
Confession: *pouts* How the hell am I going to eat that much food?
So, here we go. An experiment to end all experiments.
One that tests the basic boundaries of my beliefs and understanding.
One that challenges all of the "it's as simple as..." diet techniques I've learned from age 5 on.
Wasn't it Einstein who said that Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results? Well, time for me to be insane enough to try something different and see where it gets me. I have a feeling I'm not going to spend one minute of this week being hungry.
The only thing I keep telling myself is - we're about to add cardio anyhow, so maybe that will make up for what I overeat. (But it's not really overeating, is it? *sigh*) Time for me to stop thinking and start doing.
I may have to start eating every 2 hours instead of 3 just to fit it all in. Especially today, because I slept late. (Another reason I've been forcing the morning workouts is so I can get all my food in before bed.)
So this is what my day looks like today:
6 egg whites, 1/2 cup oats, 2 Tbsp. homemade peanut butter and a dash of xylitol
McDonald's large coffee - 3 creams, 2 Splenda
Snack 1 (9am):
1 cup FF cottage cheese with SF jello mix and 4 cinnamon swirl protein bread squares
Chicken Zucchini Burger on WW sandwich thin with mustard, and a large salad with lite balsamic vinaigrette dressing with 4oz grilled chicken
Snack 2 (2:00pm):
1 cup brown rice, 7oz grilled chicken with green beans and stewed tomatoes
4 Turkey Meatloaf Muffins
During/Post Workout (6-7pm):
1 scoop of Xtend Watermelon
2 scoops Body Fortress Chocolate
1 large banana
Evening Snack (9:00pm):
7 egg whites, 1 large mushroom, 1/4 cup 2% cheddar cheese
In bed by 10pm.
Total Calories: 2800
Macros: 243g carbs (34.7%), 52g fat (16.7%), 321g protein (45.9%)
Workout tonight includes the following:
Wide Grip Overhand Pullups (I'll be doing Smith Machine Body Rows instead) (3 sets of 10)
Bent Over Barbell Rows (3 sets of 8)
Seated Cable Rows (3 sets of 8)
Wide-Grip Lat Pulldowns (3 sets of 10)
One-Arm Dumbbell Row (3 sets of 8)
Hammer Strength Lat Pull (3 sets of 10)
Hyperextensions (3 sets of 8)
30 minutes of Cardio at moderate pace (probably on the bike)
I'll be lifting nearer 85% of my max, resting longer between sets if needed and trying to get the most I can from each set. On the cardio, I'll be watching my foot to ensure I don't worsen it again and I'll get off after 20 minutes if 30 seems like it will cause serious pain to the PF.
I think it's about to get interesting, folks.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
A little nod at my clever friend BOB240 in the title there. Sorry, Bob. No tuna in the house right now...but I'll try to eat some next week, mmmkay?! *smiles innocently...sorta*
This is going to be a quick one.
I did NOT want to go to the gym this morning. My back was tight and sore (as it should be...well, the sore part, not the tight part) and I did NOT want to get out of bed. I snoozed the alarm no less than 3 times this morning before finally forcing myself to stand and then go about my business. Just eating breakfast seemed to be a chore. (I had to come back to it three times because I just didn't want to eat or do anything.) But I fought past the "I dun wannas" and something amazing happened.
It took at least an hour and a half for it to set in...with only 2 exercises left on my legs routine for the day. Call it endorphins or whatever you want, maybe it was the upbeat music cycling through my ears, but I suddenly stood up and wanted to dance. I realized that this morning was the first time I did not need to walk on the ball of my right foot when I rose out of bed this morning. The first time in at least 3 months that I haven't wanted to chop my own damn leg off because of the sheer pain shooting up the back of my foot. And then I realized I was almost done with the next to last workout of Phase I.
The worries of having to drive to the gym tomorrow for a workout faded away.
I confess, the past two days, but especially yesterday, I have been wondering how long I can hold out. This morning the thoughts of quitting started running through my head. It has not been without sacrifice that I have taken on this little task here.
Ironic that the moment I started considering my quitting options, the scale started cooperating fully with my efforts. It seems I had found that magical calorie intake number to lose properly on and yet, here in my own head, I was talking myself out of it because it was "too hard".
HA! "Too hard." What a funny saying.
Is it harder than having to tell everyone who asks you, "So how much weight have you lost NOW?" that you haven't lost any more since they talked to you about it 4 months ago?
Is it harder than admitting that no matter what you've tried you've continued to yo-yo around on this stupid thing they call a plateau, which your body laughs at and mocks you and gives you hope only to snatch it away?
Is it harder than the pain you've felt throughout your entire body from injuries that are more than likely due to your inconsistency?
No. It's not.
All thoughts of quitting melted away.
I won't say they're gone for good, but they are gone for now.
One more workout left. I'm getting through day 25 of a new program that I never dreamed of following to the end. Sure, I'm terrified or scared or nervous of some of the things coming up, but it's facing your fears and deciding something else is more important that brings you courage.
Tomorrow I will drive to the gym. I have all day to make the trip, but I will get it out of the way early. When I'm done, I'll take the unlikely opportunity to shop for the week in some of the stores here that cater to the more healthy eaters in the state. I will stop by the market for fresh produce. I will head down to the local Kroger here that sells tofu and has no less than four rows of health food items, as well as a cooler and a freezer, and has produce for sale that most people in my town wouldn't know the name of. I'll make a plan of attack and use the opportunity to get myself ready for the week. I'll restock my protein powder and make sure I'm ready for the road ahead on Phase II of my program.
And then I'll still be able to say I didn't quit. Even when it got "too hard" and I was tired.
I didn't quit.
I won't quit.
That's simply that.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
...that was the question on my mind during my stretches today. I tend to spend a good 10-15 minutes stretching after every workout. And, yes, I include it as part of my workout because I want to see it as progress and not think of it as something I don't need to do. (It IS something I need to do!) What's more, I tend to challenge myself even in my stretches by trying new Yoga moves, or trying to hold them longer or getting deeper into them, etc.
My stretching routine generally starts with a simple forward bend. Then it goes immediately into downward dog. From there I bring each knee in for about 15-20 seconds to further stretch out the calf of the straightened leg. Back to downward dog (my heels ALMOST touch the mat now!!) and then into upward dog. Once I get a get a good stretch in Cobra, I move to my butt and start stretching out my legs ...a lot! (Especially now because I've noticed how much it's needed after those tight few days.)
So after my workout today (Chest & Tris) I head right over to my mat in the corner to start my stretches. Recently I've added in a Standing Split...
...and have been working on getting my head closer to my knee. This morning I decided I would challenge myself to bring my arms in a little more. (FYI - right now both arms are still on the floor supporting me and providing balance.) Little did I know how much I really did workout my back/bis/chest/tris and how that would affect me today.
I do my forward bend.
Much better, no longer so tight, but there's still a little tension.
And then I put my hands forward on the mat to go into downward dog...
and I nearly fall right on my face. *lmao* I did actually snort a laugh. My arms were screaming "NO MORE" but I had to do my stretches, so I took it as easy on them as I could (which, added bonus, I think worked my core a lot more as I tried to stabilize myself). I did get my arms closer to my toes in my split and the rest of the stretch wasn't so bad.
I did think one big thing though...I do a LOT of stretching of my legs/back (mostly because that's what needs it with the back issues I've had in the past, the hip misalignment and the PF, which is most likely caused by tightness in my calf) but I have very few moves to stretch out my arm muscles. I went through my memory of every arm stretch I'd ever seen someone do or had ever done or ever saw displayed online or in magazines or anywhere and...well, I couldn't think of very many at all. So that's my new hunt for the day...ARE there more arm stretches out there that I haven't considered? Certainly my biceps and triceps are going to be screaming for some of them very soon!
The good news: I did NOT fall on my face in a gym full of grunting men.
Other things of note: I managed to amaze myself yesterday. Got up at 4am, at the gym on time, hit the weights as hard as I could (even with the biceps issue), got to work a tad bit early, worked my butt off most of the day, had an awkward meeting with some higher ups (sorta), managed to stay on task food/calorie wise, even when lunch was provided, got scolded by my boss for no real reason (she told me she was just giving everyone the same speech), and by 5:30pm I was across the street getting things set up for our big event that was to start in 30 minutes. Acted as moderator of our group panel discussion, sounded less nervous than one of the panelists (I wanted to hug her and teach her breathing techniques!) and then managed to wiggle my way out of there finally around 8:05pm so I could head home to my boys. Was in bed by 10pm and up again this AM at 4:45am (rushed around to get ready and managed my workout this morning too). PLEASE remind me of this when I'm thinking it's too hard and I'm too busy. I just kept telling myself, "It has to be more important to you than anything else. Once it's done, something else can be more important, but not right now. This is #1."
Of course, today I'm exhausted. Getting off 2 hours early will certainly help. My arms are sore, but I feel alright really. Very, very tired. But alright. I had a bit of a freak out moment last night when I thought of trying to add cardio to that stint yesterday, but I just keep telling myself that I'll do what I can and let that be okay. If I can't follow exactly to a T the cardio intensity or time goal, then I'll do what I can of it and that will have to be good enough. I don't have the luxury Jamie has of spending whatever time she wants in the gym because that's who she is and what she does. I have kids, a Hubs (I can't quite remember what he looks like anymore, but I know he's there.), a serious job, people depending on me, and a whole future ahead of me to plan for. Tired is no excuse, but overtrained and overworked is. I will do what I can, trying to get everything in but not beating myself up if I miss a day of cardio because my job needs my attention or my kids are given an award and they want me to come see them receive it.
Last night my youngest son was honored by the county Board of Education.
Yesterday my oldest son was informed that he has two pieces of artwork being placed in the county Art Show.
Sometimes you have to take the time out to be a proud Momma too! ;)
Two more days this week.
Four and a half more days of eating on track.
Down another .8 pounds this AM.
I do NOT want to lose this streak. (This is what my weight is supposed to do when I'm losing steady - down a few ounces each day on a steady incline. I know my body. Even with the added stress, it's hangin' in there because I'm treating it well.)
Phase I is almost done.
Time to give it my all!
EDIT: As a reward for all my hard work, the Spark Bonus Wheel graced me with a $10 gift certificate to the Spark Store. Anyone have suggestions for how I should spend it? I already checked...there's no foam roller. *lol* (It's on my list of "needs" right now.) Recommendations...and GO!
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
I've found it helpful lately to think in these terms. Percentages done and chipping away at the totals. For example, I'm in Week 4 of 4 weeks of Phase I, which means I'm more than 3/4 of the way done with the first 1/3 of the program. Not sure that I've ever stuck it out this long with anything before and I have no plans on stopping anytime soon. What's more, there were 21 scheduled workouts for the month of April and after this morning's Back & Biceps workout, I'm 11/21, which means I'm more than halfway there! (Plus, I get the added bonus of my strength and rowing circuit with Tanner last week, but I'm not counting it because it's just a bonus workout.) My calendar is starting to look mighty pretty. (Okay, calendars. I have two really - one has stars, the other using the Easter stickers I got right after Easter. *lol* The Easter ones are adorable, while the stars are shiny. :) )
This morning went pretty well. I'm lifting a lot heavier (if you want to know what my workout was, check Tuesday of last week, though I have increased the weights on some of them) and feeling a lot stronger. Plus, I'm already starting to see "regulars" at the gym. People don't look at me funny anymore. I'm just another regular. Another devoted morning lifter. I like that feeling.
This morning I had a rather pleasant chat with an older woman in the locker room. She piped up with, "So are you a heavy lifter or are you just working out?" *lol* I think she's noticed me grunting with the boys these past few weeks. I told her about the LiveFit program and told her about my reasons to do it (four weeks of no cardio to let my foot heal - which it is doing, though VERY slowly). She didn't doubt me or talk about how I should try to do more or give me some BS about "bulking up" or anything. She just said, "I need to do that!" and started asking more about the program. I told her about bodybuilding.com and said she could put in her age and fitness goal and it would give her several programs to choose from - she kept repeating the website to herself, vowing not to forget it.
Yep, a 50 year old + just asked me for advice.
And I was able to provide it.
I feel much taller today.
Only downsides to this morning:
1) I think I may have pushed a teeny bit too hard on my curls because my left bicep kept screaming at me. Thing is SORE as sore can be, and this isn't DOMS. I tried to ease up on it a bit at the end, but I couldn't even finish my last rep of hammer curls at the end because it just would NOT go. Poor thing. I'ma take good care of it for the next few days.
2) I'm deathly afraid that the hyperextension machine is going to break on me. *lol* We have two of these things. One is like Superwoman back extensions where you're literally laying flat in the "air" (with supports under your belly and over top of the back of your feet to keep you in place). That's what I did last time because I couldn't find the regular back extension machine (the one that sits at about a 45 degree angle). I found the regular one today and went for it. But the squeaks! OMG! I was sure it was about to snap off on me! Still managed my 3 sets of 10 and quickly moved on.
On a positive note(s):
1) My arms look smaller, if only just to me. Plus, they look more solid. Actually, they look bigger and smaller at the same time. And I'm sure that doesn't make sense to anyone but me and my boys, who remark on how solid my shoulders are become and see the bumps in my arms where the muscles are separating and growing strong. *proud*
2) I've been tight in my right hamstring (and other areas of my legs) for days now. Probably since last Friday. Usually a forward bend is no problem whatsoever, but the past few days...UGH! It's felt weird to not be so flexible. After two days of really focusing on stretching it out, I finally managed to do a forward bend without pain today after my workout. Phew! Going to have to remember not to ever sacrifice my stretching time. I know from the PF how friggin' important stretching is. (Seriously, this is KEY advice to anyone ever working out anything EVER. *lol*)
A few side notes:
1) Still scared about starting up cardio next week. Yes, my foot is healing. It gets better every day and better still every week. My major fear is that I'm going to sacrifice the healing process by bringing cardio back too soon.
That being said, I've been flipping around ideas in my head.
A) I could do 3 days of cardio instead of 4.
B) If 30 minutes is too much at first, I can do 15 or 20 for the first couple weeks.
C) Cardio options - bike, swim and (MAYBE) fast walking.
D) I NEED NEW SHOES!
Yea, my shoes are shot. No arch support and there are visible holes in the top lining. I need new shoes stat...just have to find a good online deal or something because I super can't afford this (but I certainly can't afford to continue or worsen this injury either).
2) My Hubs is pissed at my diet habits lately. *lol* I've been cooking a LOT of my own meals, but apparently the kids and Hubs are afraid to eat anything I leave in the fridge for the week. I told Hubs today that he is welcome to join me in eating the healthy foods, but he just needs to tell me when we're almost out of something so I can replace it/make more/buy more/make adjustments. I may have to correct this situation a bit next week.
3) I need new recipes. There are only so many bowls of chili and turkey meatloaf muffins a girl can eat! So I need to seriously sit down and figure out the macros of each recipe so I can make substitutions properly and prepare a wider variety of foods.
4) I need to buy more protein powder and eggs tonight. *lol* Sorry, busy head today so I need some place to remind me of my shopping list. Oh, and baking soda! And canned pumpkin!! And walnuts!! *lol*
5) I notice when I don't take my vitamins. Had to ice last night my ankle, hip and knee of my right leg (might have something to do with the tightness in that leg too). Realized I've skipped my vitamins for several days now and have felt tired and sluggish and slow and tight and sore...moreso than normal. (Could also be TOM symptoms, but either way, the vitamins can't hurt, right?! *pops 'em*)
Busy day today.
Big meeting today with the boss' boss, basically (best way to describe it).
A "defend your work" type meeting.
And lunch is being provided, which most people would love but for me is just added stress.
And then tonight after work I have to work another 2+ hours facilitating a work event. Should be interesting. (Though it's nice that they picked me to do this.)
Okay, gotta run. Already missed my first snack time (see, the day is going to be like this all day, I'm sure) and my head is fuzzy so my body is PISSED! *lol*
For those still with me, how far into Phase I are you?
Any fears for Phase II?
Monday, April 16, 2012
I know I was rather vague yesterday, but I was seriously not in the mood to talk. My plan to eat less during the week and then more on the weekends, a sort of "spike day" or whatever...which worked amazingly well the week before, well, that plan crashed and burned. For three days in a row I was seeing sub-300 numbers on the scale. Three blissful days in a row I felt like I'd FINALLY figured it out. And I almost gave up my plan for spiking on Friday, but I've been trying to follow this, "Go through with what you set out to do...don't back out or second guess yourself." plan of action. So while I got to see an amazing (and wrong, I'm sure) 294 on Friday morning, the result of my "spike day" landed me at 307 the next day.
*falls to her knees*
I was devastated. I knew it was from bloat and water weight and high sodium and all that. I honestly knew that in my own head. And had it been something like 301 or 302, I would have been able to take it knowing I could just drink a crapton of water and eat really well on Saturday and weigh-in could still be a success. But 13 pounds is just too high a hurdle to jump. I know my body. I know the fluctuations it makes from day to day. It wasn't going to let me have my sub-300 official weigh-in this week no matter what I did.
So I did what I do best. I said, "Screw you then!" and ate whatever I wanted. And felt like complete crap afterward, but somehow got it out of my system without making things too awful bad. I was defeated on Saturday. I slept on and off most of the day. I felt weak and stupid and like I had, once again, wasted another week.
But then I woke up on Sunday. And I decided that a week like I had last week was NOT wasting a week. While no one can see my muscles (they probably never will at this rate), I know they're there and getting stronger. I set out to do the best I could for myself on Sunday, and reformulated a plan of action. No spike day this week. We seem to be good sticking around 2000-2200 calories. Not sure yet if I'll have to start eating back my exercise calories soon as I'm netting around 1800+ but adding in cardio is going to up the calorie burn, so I'm going to probably have to change things up again when that starts.
I set to work yesterday and cooked:
Brown Rice (plain)
Grilled Chicken Breast
Green Beans & Tomatoes
Chicken Zucchini Burgers
Chicken Meatloaf Muffins
Chocolate Banana Protein Bars
It was a LONG day. I ate within my ranges even WITH the pancakes Ethan made me for breakfast and a couple cups of coffee my way (with full fat, full sugar creamer foamed on top). Logan had already made me some of my Chicken Chili so that was already in the fridge ready to go. I should have more than enough for this week, and Hubs and the boys even ate half of my burgers yesterday! *lol* (Finally, something healthy that Ethan likes! And Hubs had two!)
So, in the end, am I mad about Friday? Well, yes and no.
I woke up early and ate a healthy breakfast.
The boys and I left the house around 8:45am and stopped at a couple stores before heading to the city.
On the way out of town, Ethan said he was hungry, and I realized I should probably eat something again soon or my workout was going to be sacrificed. We went to McD's. I got a fruit and yogurt parfait and ate 1/2 (top of the yogurt and some blueberries). It was just TOO sweet!
Got to the gym around 10:15am or so.
A little over an hour later (okay, around 11:40am) I'm getting called out of the locker room over the PA system. Guess the daycare area closed at 11:30am and I was running behind. I paid the girl (and tipped her) and then told the boys to sit still while I went and finished putting my things away.
Around noon, we left the parking lot and headed off to eat. I asked the boys what they wanted and we ended up at what I like to call "the sushi buffet". They have Chinese food as well, and some random americanized type things, and then they bring out sushi fresh and you can pick what you want from the options. Unfortunately, they were doing a lot of things coated in eel sauce and spicy mayo, so I stuck to the things I knew I liked.
I did pretty well at the buffet. I didn't overstuff myself. I did have some fried rice (they have some of the best around, hands down) and a few pieces of sweet & sour chicken (w/o the sauce) but I mostly had sushi and vegetable vermicelli noodles. I had about 2 bites of ice cream and a few bites of one of those little cake things and that was it.
(Chinese buffets are evil. Even when you're good, it's bad.)
After eating the boys and I went shopping. Got our puppy Champ a new kenel/bed as he had outgrown his old one. (This one is HUGE and I doubt he'll outgrow it ever!) Also got him a new stuffing free toy for free with my pet perks card. I tried on some jeans at CATO, and decided that since I now fit into 20s there (but snug), I refuse to buy anything there until I can wear an 18 (this may also have to do with the fact that I'm broker than broke right now *lol*). Went to the bookstore and got Ethan and I a few more books in the series we have been reading. And Ethan checked out some things at Dick's Sporting Goods where he had a $20 gift card but everything he wanted was at least double that. *lol*
Finally, even though I was exhuasted, I drove the boys up to the movie theatre. We had planned to see Mirror, Mirror but had missed our show time and didn't want to wait around for the next one. So, somehow, the boys talked me into going to see Hunger Games...again. (I'd already seen it, and didn't care for it all that much, but they hadn't seen it yet.) It was a great place to get a nap, I tell ya! Boys were occupied and the room was dark and I wasn't interested in what was happening, so *snore*. *lol* I slept through about half of it and felt much better after waking up.
I did eat a bit of popcorn and a small handful of Snocaps, but honestly, I thought I'd done pretty well.
Before heading home, I grabbed some water and a sweet tea (the tea was simply something to buy so they'd give me a cup of water and not a stupid bottle).
We got back to town and hit up the grocery store, where we picked up a few things for dinner Friday/Saturday. The boys talked me into a cookout (with hotdogs), and I got a bag of chicken for the week.
The only thing I "regret" on Friday was that I ate BOTH a Reese's PB Egg AND a Chocolate Covered Peep. I should've just picked one. Not sure what happened there.
Anyhow, while I thought I'd done pretty well considering (save the last thing), it meant a 13 pound boost on the scale and the loss (once again) of my sub-300 numbers.
So, yeah...that's what happened. And Saturday was much worse. But Sunday I was back on track.
One more week to get through and I'll have completed all of phase I. I can't quit now. Even though I'm exhausted and I have a LOT on my plate this week. I must get through it. I must pull through.
1) I think TOM has hit. This isn't exactly easy for me to tell since I'm on BC, but I feel super sluggish for no apparent reason.
2) I've been trying to quit smoking. So that's added some stress.
3) I have a presentation today...and I don't feel quite ready for it.
4) I have a big meeting tomorrow with my boss' boss and I'm hoping he understand that my numbers only LOOK bad because I've taken on all the crap no one else wanted to do and got it done.
Going to go try not to fall asleep while I go back through my PowerPoint presentation. *sigh* Wish me luck!
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