Saturday, February 16, 2008
I'm walking a Half Marathon tomorrow, but I've only worked out a few times this week, so I just couldn't wait until tomorrow to work out. So...I went to Zilker and walked 6.9 miles in the rain - 1032 off-my-butt calories. :) It felt GLORIOUS...except for the part where, EXACTLY half way through (and 3.4 miles away from my CAR!), it started pouring, pouring, pouring. So I scrolled through my iPod and found "Make It Rain", and kept on going. I was smart enough to have a windbreaker which functioned a bit as a raincoat, but not smart enough to have rainPANTS or rainSHOES.
While I'm on the not-so-smart part, there's a detour at Zilker right now. I didn't feel like making the detour. So I um, climbed the barriers (they weren't very high) and continued my walk in the Hard Hat Area. Or was it Hard HEAD Area. I forget now. Heehee.
Anyway, my walk was wonderful, I listened to all my trashy, degrading, hip hop music, and I'm feeling ready for tomorrow. I go to some pasta dinner tonight for the race, then straight to bed, and up early, early Whose idea are these 7am marathons anyways? We need Slacker Marathons for people who want to start at 9 instead.
Wish me luck for tomorrow
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Here's my plan...
I've lost weight in the past by working out. Once I get over my initial inertia, I really like to work out. I've also never been good at food deprivation. Sometime, I'll write a blog of younger-year food stories and you'll see why.
Taking these two things into consideration, I tailored a plan for me. I want to lose 40 pounds. 40 pounds at 3600 calories per pound is 144,000 calories. If I commit to 500 calories per workout on average, that's 288 workouts. 288 workouts in 52 weeks is around 5.56 workouts per week. I tend to be an overachiever once I'm committed to something, so 5 days a week is going to work just fine for me, cuz I'll burn more than 500 a workout anyway.
Second, the food part. I made a deal with myself ONLY to track food. I didn't agree to cut anything back, or change my eating habits. I only agreed to track the food. I knew in the back of my mind that the kind of person I am wouldn't want to put nasty food in my tracker, so I knew tracking it would change my eating habits. Documented Awareness = Change for me. And that's already taking place, almost effortlessly.
I put several points of documentation in place to support me: daily calendar on my wall at home where I write workout specifics, posterboard that I fill in incrementally as I make milestones, a calendar at work I put a sticker on, SparkPeople, a heart rate monitor with a little trophy on it, and an Excel spreadsheet with weights. That should be enough, eh? :)
THEN, I cut my self-expectation in HALF. I told myself, 40 pounds is what you're shooting for, but your body likes to HANG onto weight like a clingy desperate, suffocating girlfriend. I don't want to get too attached to the RESULTS, but instead I want to be attached to the STEPS I take. Even if it takes me 2-3 years to lose the 40, that's better than nothing, right? And this is a long term thing for me this time.
My self-expectation, then, is that I will do all those workouts - all 288 of them, but if December rolls around, and only half the weight is gone - 20 pounds - I will be thrilled.
That's my plan...and I'm stickin' to it.
The rewards for the work are important. Again, I don't want to attach the rewards to the results, but rather to the effort. So, once I hit the halfway mark, my reward is that I get a BodyBugg. Once I hit the full mark? Well, that's a private reward, but it's big, big, and something I've been wanting for 25 years.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Today, I attended two networking events. One breakfast, one lunch. These are usually opps to eat alot of bad food. The venues tend to serve rich, fatty food to keep the networking groups coming back. What network group is going to patronize a venue that serves cardboard with beans?
For breakfast, there was tons of frosted and non-frosted pastries, scrambled eggs, fruit, granola, sausage, bacon, fried potatoes, cereal, juice, coffee, etc.
For lunch there was spinach salad with Italian or Bleu Cheese dressing, very bleached white bread, and chicken with an inch of breading on top of pasta that looked very soaked in oil and cream. Then, there was the dessert, which was put in front of everyone before the salad was even served.
Here's what I ate...
Before I went to breakfast, I ate an Odwalla Strawberry Pomegranate bar. Pretty healthy, nice dose of protein. Then, I ate one sausage link, a single mouthful of eggs, pineapple, strawberry, orange juice, and that's all. And I was satisfied and full.
For lunch, I ate the salad, and drank a lot of water. I didn't let them put the fried grease and starch in front of me, and I pushed the dessert away. Now I'm at my desk, and I'm eating what I brought for lunch, which is FAR more healthy than what they served.
So, why am I not proud of myself you ask? After all, I didn't eat badly. I tasted a few things, and then let it go. So I should be proud right? Here's why I'm not....Because I didn't even have to FLEX my "resist" muscle! Not even once! I wasn't even remotely interested. So how can I be proud of myself, when I didn't actually DO anything? I wasn't even tempted.
This auto-behavior-modification that's going on without my active realization is a bit creepy. This disinterest in fat and cream filled food, following on the heels of my i-don't-care-about-chocolate episode from a few days ago is very, very weird. :)
This was supposed to be brutally hard, so challenging I didn't know if I could do it! Instead, it's nice and easy, small changes, simple fixes, and the magic is happening almost WITHOUT me. I'm just kinda showing up and watching this go on. How can I be proud of myself when I'm not fighting a death fight here to succeed? These changes might actually be easy enough to make them life-long. OOooo, what a thought.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Don't get me wrong. I'm actually OKAY weighing myself every day. That post was just tongue-in-cheek. I'm a measurement girl. And I know I'm on a roller coaster ride. As long as it continues to go in the right direction OVERALL, I'm jiggy with it. :) It's good to know that if I DO start sliding there's people there who will give me advice and boost me up.
Check out the new weight graphic from my Excel weight spreadsheet. I'm telling you, I'm not wired right am I? I added that red line to give a nice visual of the DIRECTION it's headed.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
You said it, and then you took it back? Make up your mind, would you? You're less predictable than me, and that's not a good thing! I get up first thing in the morning, I go pee, and then I stand on you to tell me where we're at. This morning YOU'RE apparently in some kind of a snitty mood.
Here's my viewpoint of what you did...First you told me 167.TWO. Mind you, two or three days ago, you told me 167.ZERO, but I've forgiven you that. I've let that go. So, anyway, you tell me 167.TWO (are you paying attention here?) Then, I get in the shower, get out, step on you again (for fun, right?!) and you tell me a new story. Now you're telling me 167.FOUR. What are you thinking? I know I didn't gain .TWO from taking a shower.
Really, you know, I was perfectly happy with 167.TWO. I didn't bring up the 167.ZERO, so why are you doing this to me? You don't need to behave like some jealous lover because I'm slowly reducing how much I lean on you. It's a healthy transition, don't you realize this?
Get. A. Grip. Or I'll dump you altogether. Ha. Take that.
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