Monday, September 10, 2012
Friday night, I decided to go for a run. After a week of not running, it felt so good to get back to it. It was tough but very enjoyable. My shins didn't hurt nearly as bad. I don't think they are 100%, but hopefully, they will be soon.
I hopped on the scale this morning only to find that I have gained almost six pounds in this last week (due to food binges and soda because I gave into my feelings). I feel ashamed because I really should have taken better care of myself. Well, this week is my week to step up. I have five weeks until my first 5K, so strict training starts today.
Tuesday: BR and Zumba (30 minutes)
Friday: Rest or light exercise.
Sunday: BR and swim/Zumba.
Goals for this week:
1. NO SODA (Have to get pass these cravings!)
2. Exercise as schedule says.
3. Drink my water.
4. Eat well.
5. Get 7.5 hours of sleep every night.
SW: 159.6 lbs.
Thursday, September 06, 2012
It's been six days since my last run, and I'm miserable.
The past few days I have come home to nothing to do. I can't exercise outside due to the sun and my sunburn. I have no will power to exercise indoors because I am afraid of it messing with my burns. All I want to do is get back to my runs. Back to my normal workouts. Back to my life. Since this isn't an option right now, I have been somewhat depressed. Tuesday and Wednesday quiet afternoons have led to binges on sodas, chips, and gummies. No water. No healthy snacks. Every thing that is unhealthy.
All of my progress over the last month or so is gone. I'm back up to 159.8 lbs (how generous of you, scale, for not making it 160 lbs). The pants that have been loose on me are back to being snug.
No runs, unhealthy food binges, and gaining about five pounds has destroyed my motivation. I'm no longer excited about how far I've come. I'm no longer excited about my 5K. I've thought about just not doing it since I am not sure that I will have enough time to train.
I've lost all my motivation, and I am slowly creeping back into my "before" life. I just don't know what to do. It doesn't feel like this sunburn will go away. In fact, last night, my back felt like thousands of little needles kept poking me. My Mom said I had sun poisoning (too much sun). I tried her methods last night, but nothing really worked except for the Benadryl that knocked me out. I woke up the morning to that same "needle" feeling except it is not as bad.
I really thought things had changed this time, but I guess I was wrong.
Tuesday, September 04, 2012
Hope every one had a great Labor Day weekend.
I did up until yesterday. Let's just say I learned a VERY valuable lesson - wear your sunscreen. Yeah, I am burnt to a crisp.
Before I get to that, let's just do a quick review over the weekend.
Saturday - I was pretty active. We were on the go. We even made it to a Coastal football game (college). We walked to and from the stadium from our car instead of taking the shuttle. Although food choices weren't awesome, I ate the best I could and stopped when I was full.
Sunday - Lazy day. I am a little disappointed about this, but I did take a nap, so I think my body really needed it.
Monday - I told my boyfriend I wanted to be more active that day. We called up our friends and headed to the beach. We played in the waves for about 30 minutes. Afterwards, us girls sat on the beach, talking. Guess what I forgot to do? Yep. I forgot to apply sunscreen. I am definitely paying for it. We were only there for about two hours, but I am a lobster. The worst part - Not only does it hurt, but I've been having trouble regulating my body temperature (i'm freezing on minute, hot the next). I haven't had a fever though. Plus, my appetite is gone, and I've felt sick to my stomach. So, I think I have sun poisoning (too much sun burn).
Any suggestions on what I can do for this sunburn?
So, as a result, I'm taking a few days off from my 5K training. I'm pretty disappointed, but I should have taken better care of myself. These are the consequences. Anyways, hopefully, I will be back to my runs by Friday.
Friday, August 31, 2012
So, this month, I decided to do goals.
August Weekday Goals:
1. Drink at least six cups of water.
2. Get at least 7.5 hours of sleep.
3. Meditate for ten minutes.
4. Exercise for at least ten minutes.
August Weekend Goals:
1. Drink at least four cups of water.
2. Get at least 8.5 hours of sleep.
3. Limit alcohol (1-2 glasses all weekend)
4. Be wary of the foods eaten; try to track.
5. Sundays = prep food for the week.
August Weekly Goals:
1. Aim for 5 days of working out.
2. Try at least one new recipe.
3. Lose a pound.
4. ST or circuit training at least 3x.
August (Monthly) Goals:
1. Lose at least three pounds (~159 pounds).
2. Workout at least 20x.
Looking back, I didn't do as well as I had hoped. My weekday goals the second half of the month were on target, but the weekends and ST were my downfalls. Plus, since I stayed at my Mom's for two weeks, sometimes these things were tricky to get in. I'm not going to beat myself up over the August goals because I've have some positives things that happened:
1. Signed up for my first 5K.
2. Since signing up, I have been very diligent about getting most of my workouts done (minus ST).
3. I've hit my goal of water almost all month.
4. I'm healthier than I have ever been. I'm finally taking care of my body.
5. I was super stressed out last night and instead of binge eating, I decided to do my workout like I had planned.
6. I have not touched my boyfriend's cake all week. Even when I really wanted it.
August SW: 162.2 lbs
August End Weight: 156 lbs
Total loss in August: 6.2 lbs!
So for September, I think I am going to keep the same goals. I'm going to be aiming to do much better with them this month. I know I can do this!
September SW: 156 lbs
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
There has been a change in me over the past few days. My bathroom is fairly small, so before every shower, I am almost forced to look at myself in the mirror (due to lack of space). Usually, I am displeased with how I see myself. However, lately, I have had a different mindset.
In high school, I was petite, but I still had a pudge in the stomach area and my thighs were huge. I sucked in my stomach because I didn't want to be a "fat girl" with skinny friends. It was uncomfortable, but I did it. Even though I didn't want to be the "fat girl", I never took the time to invest in my health. Instead, I ate double cheeseburgers and drank soda every day, if not 3-4 cans a day. I hated my body, but I never did anything about it.
In my first year of college, I put on the lovely "freshman 15". I vowed to myself to start exercising and eating right. That lasted for barely a month. By the time I graduated, I had gained around another 15 pounds. I was even more miserable, but again, I never did anything about it. I hated hanging out with friends because I was so self conscious.
Last April, I joined Spark. I was around 155lbs then. I worked out and ate the best I could, and I lost eight pounds. I decided that football season (tailgating) was more important to me than my health. After a season of tailgating with burgers, chips, soda, and alcohol, I had gained another 20lbs. I was officially at my highest weight of 175lbs. I hated my body even more. When I would vow to lose the weight, I never stayed committed.
Fast forward to June 10th, 2012. I had a few weeks to drop some pounds before I saw my dad in Alaska. I didn't want to miserable on vacation, so I started walking every morning, drank my water, and watched what I ate. When I stepped on the plane to head up there, I was down about 8-9 pounds. I was much happier. I found ways to stay active on the trip. Heck, I only gained 2 lbs! However, when I got back home, I felt that laziness start to set in. I couldn't get back on track for the life of me. I was going to be in a wedding a few weeks after the trip, and that didn't even motivate me enough to get back to it.
Everything changed when I signed up for the 5K in October. I became much more motivated. I always try to drink at least four cups of water (usually more but this is the minimum). I try even harder to watch my portions although I have had several nights where that didn't happened. I'm not always in the mood to exercise especially with these shin splints, but I find a way to get it done. Heck, last Friday night, I didn't have time to go on my run, and I literally started crying (I know, such a baby) because I had left myself down (I would have NEVER felt this way before). When the scale doesn't cooperate, I get sad, but I brush it off (this usually made me quit). Why? I've realized what this journey is all about - being healthy. It's not about a number on the scale even though that helps! It's not about being the skinniest girl in the room. It's about what exercise does to my body, how I feel after a run, and how much of a blessing water is when it re-hydrates me. It's about portions and learning self control. It's being happy where I am at right now. So, the past few days when I have looked in the mirror, I have seen beauty. I have seen health. I'm proud of my body. I don't ever want to be where I was again. I wouldn't trade this feeling in for the world.
My advice to those of you struggling - pick a goal date. It could be a trip or a race and work towards it. Don't let one meal or missed workout mess you up. Why? Because you have something important that you are working towards. I'm telling you the truth when I say - the 5K that I signed up for has changed my life.
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