Saturday, November 09, 2013
I went to a different gym last week. Our gym has two branches, and I always go to the one near my home. But I had a reason to go to the other one, so I made the most of it.
While I was running on the treadmill, I was thinking about how different this gym is from my usual one. And I started thinking about how awkward I used to feel even stepping foot in a new gym. Before that extreme motivation hit me, I was uncomfortable going to the gym, feeling like people are looking at me, I look fat, what if I'm doing it wrong.......
And now, of course, I don't care. I'm there for me, and all those insecurities about what anyone else may think are gone, gone, gone.
Being there in my non-usual gym, glancing around at the unfamiliar faces, I started to wish that I could show this scene to anyone who feels too nervous or self-conscious to go to a gym. Along with the super-fit, super-thin folk, you see a lot of not-super-fit and not-super-thin folk, sweating it out side-by-side with everyone else. That's what we're all there for. Size doesn't matter. Age doesn't matter. Fitness level doesn't matter. Being there, giving it your best effort -- that's all that matters!
I like seeing the super-fit folks, doing stuff that I think I might try sometime. Seeing them push themselves so hard makes me want to push hard too!
I like seeing the not-super-fit folks because it reminds me that that's where I started too. I admire them for starting!
But mostly, I'm not looking at them. I'm focused on my workout. What's my goal? Am I going to beat my last time? Is it just a little easier this time? Should I try something new?
The person I most want to read this won't take my word for it that he won't stick out like a sore thumb at the gym. I wish I could help him overcome his fear. But ... well ... until we all find our own internal motivation, nothing gets us going.
Here's to making today the best day we can!
Sunday, September 29, 2013
I challenged myself to A) not drink alcohol at all for 100 days and B) during those same 100 days, run 100 miles. Oh there was some minor thing about finally losing the last bit of weight that I'd like to lose, but let's just forget about that for a moment and focus on the fact that I did, in fact, achieve both A and B!
Can I get a WOOHOO from the crowd?
First let me say that I'm a monumentally stubborn person when it comes to stuff like this. When I decided to do the 100-day no-drinking challenge, there was no looking back, no gee I'd really like one now, no minuscule consideration that maybe I could have one. No. No means no.
I attended quite a few events and gatherings where others were drinking, and normally I would have had one too. I had to endure the questions and the peer pressure. Questions, I understand. Friends are used to seeing me drink, so they wonder why I'm not (good story about this later). But why would you pressure someone to drink? My God, I'm middle-aged. Haven't we outgrown such stupidity? "Come on, just one, it won't hurt you....." Yeah, I know, and I don't care what you think, and I'M HAVING FUN WITHOUT IT SO SHUT UP!!
Pardon me. I don't have much patience for grown people getting all "Let's get drunk!" about drinking. Really, I hate that. I enjoy having a drink or two, but I find it the height of immaturity to blast about acting like YEY GETTING DRUNK IS THE BEST THING EVER! LET'S HAVE MORE AND MORE AND MORE!!! Especially when there are kids around. What kind of role model is that?!?!?!
Ok, pardon me, I got a bit off on a rant there.
So, I completed my 100-day no-drinking challenge easy-peasy. I knew I'd drink again someday, in moderation. But it was pretty cool to prove to myself that I can achieve goals I set my mind to.
The day after my 100-day streak was over, I thought I just might have a beer. It happens to be a HUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE drinking week in my neck of the woods. One of those over-the-top, people-drinking-at-9:00am kind of affairs. Not me, mind you. I never got into that. But. My son was marching in the parade, so we went to that. 10:00 a.m. people are sitting along the parade route drinking beer. Yes, that's the culture around here. Ugh. The parade was awesome, and then we went out to lunch and ran some errands. Then we went out for supper. I thought I might order a beer, but honestly I wasn't feeling 100% great, so a beer didn't sound too good. I did have a couple sips of my husband's though. So... the streak is OVER. As I write this, I am enjoying a Michelob Ultra Light. It tastes good.
The 100 miles proved more difficult. I never really did the math until closer to the end, to see how much I needed to run, how often, to meet the goal. Plus, I had a couple breaks from running early on. And even when I started running regularly again, I was struggling with endurance, so the miles were adding up slooooooowly. As I got nearer the end of 100 days, maybe around 70-80 days, I realized this was going to be close, and I figured out a better plan. Then I had another unplanned day off from running, which made my final week's runs quite long, for me. But in the end, I made sure I got my miles in! On day 100, I got my total up to 100.39, and I'm pretty proud of myself for sticking with it!
Stamina, lethargy, I dunno. I just seemed to be going through a slump. I ended up dropping my pace and adding more walking breaks. I don't want to hate it, and I was not enjoying it much. So I pushed through 100 days of not my best running ever, and now it feels like I am making small improvements. It's getting ever-so-slightly better.
And now I have a new plan. Well, not a fully formed plan, but some rough ideas. I'm going to cut back on running. Instead of running around 3 miles 3 days a week, I'm going to aim for 2 runs a week, a 2-mile and a 3-mile. And instead focus more on weight-training and yoga. I know that I am weak. I need to build up some muscle. That's my tentative plan going forward in October.
I decided to give myself a few days off from obsessive tracking and goal thoughts between my 100-day challenge (Sept 28) and start of October. It's nice taking some time to think what's been working and not working and what should I try next.
So... about the weight-loss goal. Not so much. I gained 5 pounds. Actually more than that, but I lost some of it. I just haven't been so great at keeping my calories in check. That's the only thing I can figure, because I have been exercising pretty regularly -- cardio. Not the toning. I know I need to get back to toning/weight-training AND keeping my calories in range. WHY must I love food so much? WHY?!?!?!
Here's the funny story I promised. We went to a wedding, and at the reception, there was a young man that I didn't know sitting on my right at the dinner table. He looked maybe 25. I teased him about ordering another beer when he already had a half-full bottle in front of him. We were just joking around. Then he asked why I wasn't drinking, and I said, "I'm pregnant." OMG. First, my son, on my left, was laughing so hard, he was just about crying. And this young man on my right looked at my stomach and then up at my face, speechless. Finally he said, "It's a lose-lose for me!" It was all-around a strange encounter. Later in the evening, he was flirting with me, with my teen-aged son sitting right there, and I'm guessing I was old enough to be his MOTHER. Dude, what are you THINKING?!?!
Anyhoo, that's the story of my life and my 100-day challenge. Now onto the next amazing thing!
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
I'm knee deep back into an old habit -- Diet Mountain Dew. And I'm noticing health issues to go along with it. So today I'm scaling back again, maybe not cold turkey, but only one can. Old habits die hard.
Sunday, July 21, 2013
I've been feeling like crap all day.
Up at 5:30. Back to bed at 6:30. Up at 10:00!
And this is where I probably went wrong. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. I do this sometimes. Overdo it on the coffee, and then compensate with water and a healthy meal to calm my stomach down. Only today it didn't work.
I went grocery shopping and felt queasy and spacey the whole time. I came home and lay down on the couch.
In hindsight, the coffee and pretty much carb-only diet today were probably the culprits. And maybe allergies. My head is all plugged up.
Lately it seems like I can't get enough sleep. Even when I get a good night of sleep, I'm yawning and tired. I should probably start taking iron again.
Ok, pardon my venting. I'll try to be more chipper in my next post!
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Oh my! Getting up for work and actually working have been quite the adjustment this week. Funny how I woke up at 5:00 on vacation, with no alarm, and suddenly this week waking up to my alarm at 6:00 felt way too early! Why is that?!
I'm back to work, back to running, and back to trying to eat better. It's going pretty well. I'm down 3 pounds already.
I was inspired by my aunt on vacation to make better meals at home this week too. I actually planned ahead last weekend and did my shopping. We had good meals every night! I've always loved cooking and baking, but I think when I got into running, I quit making nicer meals. My husband cooks too, so I give him a lot of credit. Plus our kids are so busy - we often just don't have time for a meal that takes much prep. But it's so important to take that time together. So I'm going to really try to keep this going, as much as our schedules allow -- and still keep up with my running schedule. I CAN DO THIS!
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