Sunday, March 24, 2013
We read about it all the time here on SparkPeople - that we're able to fit fitness into our days. Ten minutes here, ten minutes there - it all adds up. And they are words said and written by people who either don't have children and full time jobs or where fitness is their full-time job. I don't fit into either of these groups.
Sometimes, my life gets incredibly busy. Sure, sometimes my life is regular and routine and I can schedule in a workout. But sometimes it isn't. I have a demanding job. If I don't deliver at certain times, I'm in trouble. I also have three children and when they need something, I have to be there. Last, we take in foster dogs and sometimes I have to schedule people to visit or me to bring the dog. Or to the vet or what-have-you.
Last year, I really struggled with fitting in a fitness routine into my busy times. So I would do it, then not get enough sleep or eat and I would get sick. Then I'd have to stop everything for a couple of weeks until I got healthy. Then, getting back into the fitness and diet routine is really hard. After several failed attempts like this one, I learned that this isn't the thing to do. If I don't have time to exercise - then I'm going to let it go. Still eat right, but let the exercise go. This way, I won't get sick. And I'll be able to get back into the exercise routine when my schedule evens out again.
I know it's not ideal, but it's where I am.
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Wow, what a difference a week makes! Last week I was very demoralized because I couldn't control my eating. This week, I added fish to my lunch and dinner and am trying to drink a lot more water. One or two days, I even got close to that 8 cups per day mark. These two changes seem to make a big difference. I think it's what I needed.
On Friday, I went to my gym to lift weights. They sell homemade bread there (go figure) and I picked up a load and some rolls for my husband and children. I promise it will be the LAST time I do that until I reach goal weight because I ate HALF of the bread and rolls! OK, I'm still learning. Two steps forward, one step back - but it's still progress.
So, when Tuesday arrives and I weight myself, I won't be surprised to learn that I haven't lost any weight - due to my bread binge. But I do know that I can avoid that bread.
I've been running a lot this week. Well, I think that's a relative term. I've run 11 miles this week. Which is 11 miles more than I've been running. And I lifted weights three times this week (Monday, Wednesday, Friday). During my Saturday run, I ran a bit faster than I did last week. Progress.
I'm in the process of making a vision board. So I'm printing out photos - mainly from pinterest - to paste on the board. One in particular caught my eye. It says that if you want to lose a pound a week, then you need to burn 500 calories a day (or a mix of calories and eating to equal 500 calories/day). Wow, I think I can do that! Or come close to it. So that's really my newest goal - to reduce my eating/burn calories to equal 500 calories per day.
One day I'll see the scale move. I know it...
Sunday, March 03, 2013
A few days ago, I got an email. The email was sent to a running group - one that I used to run with prior to marriage and children. I still subscribe to their news - even though I haven't run with them in over 10 years. Anyway, this email announced a "first annual" 10K/5K/5K un-timed family walk. Truthfully, I wouldn't have entered. But the email said that Zola Budd would be there. I watched Zola Budd in her Olympic debut. It was 1984. She is from South Africa but it was the year that South Africa was barred from participating in the Olympics because of their stance on apartheid. Concerned that she'd miss her one chance at participating in the Olympics, she used her granddaddy's British citizenship and pulled some strings to get herself a spot on the British team. To make things worse, she ran in the same event as America's sweetheart, Mary Decker Slaney.
Mary Decker was my hero. We ran the same event. I was just a kid. I scored some tickets to the Olympics for that day and went with my grand-father. It was a day I'll never ever forget.
Zola Budd runs barefoot. She and another runner shot in front of Mary Decker and boxed her in. My stomach sank for Mary, because once you're boxed in, well, it's really hard to recover. It's nearly impossible to go around them because they'll just move out. Plus, she's got someone on her right. The best possible position she can get is 4th place. So she cleats Zola, who was right in front of her (maybe accidentally). Then she falls to the infield and clutches her thigh and pretends to pull a muscle. Mary Decker is out of the race. Blood is running down Zola's back leg where she was cleated by Mary. Zola finishes either second or third (I can't remember). And Mary's coach - on Mary's urging - has Zola disqualified for some inane reason. Truth is, Mary was America's sweetheart but she ran a bad race. And nobody wanted Zola to medal.
The race took a huge toll on Zola. All the negativity. I don't think she ever really recovered from the psychological aspect of what happened.
But back to today. News that she would attend this tiny little "first annual" event of less than 100 participants in a town very far from her own got me to sign up. And then I signed my oldest son (age 11) to participate with me. I was so excited to meet Zola Budd. I practiced what I'd say to her.
My son and I arrived to the start and we pinned on our race numbers. It was a beautiful day. I told my son to expect to come in last place. Then we were relieved to see some casual walkers arrive with little kids in tow. OK, they'll come in after us. And then we learn that Zola wouldn't show up. She's sick, they said. And then the race started.
We ran/walked the 3.1 miles. My son was the first child in the walk and third child over-all to finish. Which was really exciting! We finished in 41 minutes. We had a WONDERFUL time together - doing the event and immediately grabbed a brochure for another, larger, event that promoted a family 5K walk. We can do the same thing at that event.
So I'm really excited about today. I'm excited for my son. This may be the start of something great for him. I'm excited for me, because it'll help me get back into running. And it's something healthy I can do with my oldest son. And, one day, something I can do with my other two children.
Friday, March 01, 2013
Well, that didn't last long.
I did great yesterday until I started my work out. Seriously, I planned my food for the day. I brought my breakfast, snack, and lunch to work with me. I made dinner for the children and didn't eat any of it. Really! Had a small snack, then, once my husband came home from work, I went up to our bonus room to work out to a DVD. And that's when it happened. My body was exhausted from the day before. I hadn't realized it until I tried to work out.
I switched to an easier workout, but my body kept rebelling. So I gave up. Then I was completely exhausted. But it was only 7 PM! I went to lay down anyway, and quickly fell asleep. Then, I woke up at midnight - starving! So I had a bowl of cereal and went back to bed.
OK, so now I know to schedule the really hard Turbo Fire work out for the day before a rest day.
My new spark streak starts today.
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