Friday, September 04, 2009
I just got amazing news that made my day and weekend (heck, my year!) and I wanted to share it with everyone quickly before I'm offline for the weekend. My husband, who emigrated to the US from the UK last year right before we got married was finally hired as a permanent employee at the temp job he's been at since January.
/start political rant
Not only does this mean a sizeable salary increase, but also affordable health insurance and other benefits. Yes, we are among the people our President and Congress is speaking about in town hall meetings across the USA. As independent contractors, we're too "rich" for free health insurance and even bottom rung, high deductible, out-of-pocket prescription health insurance costs $600+ each month, which we can't afford with our rent, bills, and student loan payments.
/end political rant
Finally, this brings the stability of income we need to start seriously looking at buying our own home.
I feel like crying, I'm so happy.
Have a wonderful weekend, everyone. I know I will!
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
In August, I built upon my July success and then some. I did really well in July, but July was a very stressful month with some setbacks, and I hate to toot my own horn, but I turned it around in August. I crunched the numbers, but my biggest success was in an attitude change and increased positivity!
22 days of cardio exercise
5 days above calorie range
Tracked 27 days
1225 fitness minutes
11,190 calories burned
Ran 3/4 mile at a time
28 days of cardio exercise
5 days above calorie range
Tracked 31 days
1570 fitness minutes
11,587 calories burned
Began strength training
Ran 1.5 miles at a time
AUGUST GOALS and RESULTS:
Track EVERY day:
I did this! YAY!
Lose 8-10 pounds:
DID IT! WOOT!
Increase fitness minutes:
Did this too!
Weigh myself only once per week (Tuesday, with a do-over Wednesday if necessary)
I acheived this goal, except for the Thursday I went to the doctor's office and needed to be weighed again. It's made all the difference and I don't get bent out of shape over weight fluctuations.
Begin strength training:
I began strength training, but wasn't very consistent. I need to make time to familiarize myself with the machines at the gym and take time at night to do Quickfire exercises and pushups.
Begin Zumba and continue with yoga:
I didn't begin Zumba, due to busy nights at work. I still want to do this, but the class schedule doesn't really mesh well with my work schedule. I didn't do great with the yoga either: still didn't attend a class, but did some video exercises at home, but not more than 3 times. I did surf and do water aerobics, which was awesome.
Run a mile without stopping:
I acheived this, and I am up to 1.5 miles now with 4 weeks until the 5K. I have setbacks at times. Sometimes I really can't get through a mile, and I don't know whether it's something I ate that day or general tiredness.
-Continue to track everyday
-Lose 8-10 pounds
-Increase fitness minutes
-Increase strength training/Start strength training at gym
-Be consistent with C25K
-Focus on water intake and breathing exercises
-Don't blow it during the New Orleans weekend
-Run and complete Komen Race for the Cure 5K
-Explore local markets/farmstands
-Make treats count! Less packaged junk, more homemade goodies!
Monday, August 31, 2009
I grew up in the halls of churches, with stale coffee in styrofoam cups, Nilla wafers, Kleenex, and the lingering smell of cigarette smoke. Those times when the hulking guys with massive arms and dozens of tattoos said hello to me, the little girl in the hall, are associated with happy memories, times when my mother was on track to get well again, to kick her addiction.
Growing up, addiction was something I thought about every day. I thought about it as I dug into bags of Doritos, gnawed on Snickers bars, drank cups of sugary lemonade. But I never associated addiction with myself until this year, until I went to the doctor's office, weighed in at 286 pounds, and was diagnosed with borderline hypertension. When I got home, I looked in the mirror and told myself, "I'm not just overweight. I'm 28 years old and morbidly obese. I can't climb my staircase without breathing with difficulty. And it's only going to get worse if I don't do anything about it." I thought about all the times I ate an early dinner, and then went out to a family member's house or a restaurant to meet a friend and ended up eating again for no good reason other than I loved food, I loved how it tasted, and I loved how it made me feel. I still love food, and I always will, but I'm slowly building a better relationship with food, learning how to enjoy myself and control myself.
The other day, I was looking at my SP friend list and some people who have dropped off and came back on, and others who haven't come back yet, and got a little sad. Sometimes it's because life got in the way, but most of the time it was because they had slipped up and binged and were too embarrassed to log their food or didn't feel like they could sustain change and had given up completely.
Oddly enough, my thoughts drifted to my mom's friends who had gone back to drinking and drugs and whom I never saw again. One minute, they were smiling and happy and the next minute they were God knows where, shooting up and downing bottles of vodka.
I know the comparison isn't totally apt, but I believe that whatever set off those drug addicts to relapse and to give up sobriety is often what causes people to give up on SP, exercise, and food tracking. A bad day, a fight with a friend, a tough assignment at work/school: these things are going to happen to everyone in life. I need to turn to SP instead of a burger when it happens. SP is my meeting. SP is my therapy. I need the people who bring me up when I get down and compliment me when I'm doing well. I need to see tangible results of my hard work right there in numbers and photos. I need motivation and encouragement from those who have been there, in my size 22 pants, wondering how I ate the whole thing.
"It Only Works if You Work It," was one mantra oft-quoted at my mom's group meetings. I have to work at this. I need to log into SP every day, offer my support to others, be accountable for my food/exercise choices. This has got to be as important to me as family, friends, and work.
I've got to work it for it to work.
Friday, August 28, 2009
My wedding dress last year was a size 22. "They run small," they told me, sympathetically, zipping up the back. I didn't need any alterations.
My bridesmaid dress this year is a size 20 from the same shop. It was too big on top but it fit well throughout the rest of the body. I need to wear a push up bra and maaaaaaaybe clip the sides (I'm too cheap for alterations... heck, I'm flying out to New Orleans with a month's notice for this wedding!)
So I tried it on with a corset. She asked my size. "I said, um, 42DD." It came back and I was swimming in it. She came back with a 40C (A C!!!) and it fit perfectly. It damaged my pride a bit, and seriously, don't tell my husband, but I am definitely losing on top, and that is really cool.
I'm really surprised how nice it looks. I was a maid of honor for my best friend's wedding last year and I hated how my dress looked (even though I picked it) just because I felt so bloated. Now I really like this dress, and kept thinking on the way home, "oh, maybe I'll have it shortened after the wedding so I can wear it again."
But who am I kidding? Soon I'll be an 18, 16, 14... maybe even a 12... I've never been a 12 before!
That's the dream anyway!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
But exhilerating too. Right now I'm *supposed* to be in Week 7 of Couch to 5K, but various things (working late nights, client meetings, busted knee) are keeping me sidelined. I'm careful to keep moving though. Going for my lunchtime walks, shunning elevators and escalators, and going swimming tonight.
Progress: I can run a mile and half, approximately, which is farther than I thought I'd be at this point. I have yet to do it outside though. I'm halfway there! I'd love to run the thing without stopping, but I know that might not happen. It's okay. Just having the nerve to enter a competitive race is pretty darn cool, right?
So my goal is to steadily increase the running time and find ways to run without being focused on the time. I want the running to go on and not be thinking "OK, is 25 minutes up yet?" I just want to DO IT. Any ideas?
And finally, I hope to do the last week outside so I'm confident for my outdoors 5K on 9/26!
Sonic comes to MA today, after years of taunting with their commercials with the nearest one being 300 miles away. How exciting! I love their ice cream and slush, and I kinda planned my day around it.
RIP Ted Kennedy. I actually worked for the Senator as an intern about 10 years ago and he truly was one of the last great public servants, someone who truly cared about the disadvantaged in society. As the seniors in our Senate slowly retire or pass away, I worry that the selfish Baby Boomers who currently serve us will bankrupt this nation, but all I can do is hope and pray.
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