Friday, September 17, 2010
My first gain this week :( Boo hiss. It's only 1.4 pounds. It's not going to kill me - but it's been a wild ride having never seen that scale go up yet on this journey. But today it did. And it sucks even more because I worked my BUTT off this week with exercise. Back to Zumba on Saturday, a 20 minute run Tuesday, swimming Wednesday and another 20 minutes of running this morning. I'm actually wondering if maybe it's BECAUSE of all the additional exercise that I gained. It's possible, but I doubt it. TOM's in town which always sends the scale in weird directions, my eating this week has been off with opening the show and being out of groceries in the house, and let's be honest - I had a HUGE loss last week, so how could I really expect it to go down all that much this week? It still smarts a little.
But on the flip side of things - I'm smaller! Took my measurements last night for my 5 month Sparkversary and I'm down in almost every category! Not a huge surprise since I bought much smaller clothing only a week ago, but here's a look at what I've accomplished in inches since April:
April - 53"
September - 47"
Lost - 6"
April - 58.5"
September - 52"
Lost - 6.5"
April - 17"
September - 15.25"
Lost - 1.75"
Bust (Rib Cage)
April - 48"
September - 42"
Lost - 6"
April - 33.5"
September - 27"
Lost - 6.5"
April - 20.75"
September - 19.5"
Lost - 1.25"
April - 20.5"
September - 16"
Lost - 4.5"
If I add all these up and multiply the limbs by two, I have lost almost 45" off my body. Wow. 45" and 45 pounds. That's pretty outstanding. Definitely makes me feel a little better about my "up" day.
I'll be back on track this week for sure, so the scale better watch out cause I'm ramping up for another big number next week! Just watch me! :)
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Back in the pool tonight after four weeks away and it's like I never missed a day! The water felt SO good tonight, my bathing suit was a little looser and I still managed 55 laps in 55 minutes. I'm beyond thrilled. How I have missed that feeling!
It still astounds me that I am capable of missing exercise. Me - the same girl who swore a year ago that I would never love any form of physical activity - craving the pool like I used to crave bacon cheeseburgers. The times they are a changing.
Of course the pool had to welcome me back heartily with a mouthful of water that choked me up for a minute or two. But you know what? I missed that too! Haha.
Now it's on to improving my time. I know I'm going to be sore tomorrow but I'm looking forward to my rest day. A 20 minute run and a 1.5K swim in two days - I deserve it!
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
So it's been a LONG tech week and a huge build-up to last night's opening of "Sunday In The Park With George". But we survived, the show is open - we're still waiting on critical reviews, but we have already been Jeff Recommended (Chicago's version of a Tony Award), and quite honestly, the show was really great. It was the best we could have done for where we are in the process - a couple of minor blunders here and there, but nothing that would have been noticeable to an audience, and I think that everyone, genuinely, felt like it was a good night. So we'll see how it gets reviewed!
I had a really lovely day yesterday. I opted to take the day off work - something that I have never done before for an opening - and let me tell ya - I'm gonna do it again for the next one. I felt relaxed and refreshed and like I had my head in the game - which is exactly how you want to feel walking into a house FULL of critics.
I woke up yesterday morning - determined to run W5D3 of C25K - the first 20 minute run with no breaks. I wasn't sure I could do it, but was committed to at least attempting it to see how far I could get. Well, wouldn't you know that only one minute into my run I dueled with a piece of sidewalk and bit it hard :( The sidewalk won. But I got up, dusted myself off, walked a few paces to make sure I was ok, and then kept right on running. And I finished! The WHOLE 20 minutes. I think it was toughest around the 12 minute mark. The announcement broke in for the Day 2 runners to start the last 8 minute run and I honestly was feeling at that point like I wouldn't make it. But I persevered and just kept saying "Just keep going - go until you pass out if you have to - just get to the tree - ok now get to the end of the block - home stretch baby - you just gotta make it to the park" and bit by bit, block by block I just kept running. Wow. I am so proud of myself. I didn't even think about my injury until I reached home and felt the throbbing and stinging on my left leg. I looked down and realized that I was bleeding - I didn't even know I had scraped my leg, that's how focused I was. Here's the damage:
Owie! It hurts more today than it did all day yesterday. Surface scrape - you know how they can smart. Yowsa! But who cares? Cause I finished!!! I mapped it out when I got home and figured that I ran just over 1.5 miles in 20 minutes putting me at a 13 minute mile - way faster than I thought I'd be! So now I will start working on my mapped out 5K course and do Weeks 6-9 on the new route so I know how far I have to go to reach that 3.1! I'm feeling really confident now that I should be able to run my 5K in November without issue.
After such an awesome achievement I sat and had a leisurely breakfast at home, catching up on some Spark blogs and articles before heading out for a relaxing pedicure. Oh man - that hit the spot! The massage chair on my back, having my feet rubbed and toes painted - I felt awesome. I topped off the afternoon with a visit to my favorite brunch place for a club sandwich.
After a short nap and another shower I started getting dolled up for the evening. I decided to wear my hair down with heavier eye make-up. Since my face has gotten thinner, my eyelashes seriously look longer. It's kind of amazing that you can collect fat pockets even around your eyes! Glad to be rid of those for sure cause my peepers were pretty rockstar last night. (I wish I had taken a pic before I left the house!)
Because I have to do a lot of stuff during the show, including climbing up and down a ladder to get to the control booth, I packed my dress and heels in a bag for the after party and put on my skinny jeans and a sparkly, black tank top. I didn't want to have to mess with putting on my Spanx after the show, so I threw them on under my jeans and tank - holy crap, they do really suck you in in all the right places. I was pretty stoked that my muffin top was barely noticeable under my shirt!
Now here comes the best part - I got to the theatre, finished setting up for preshow and we opened the house. I had gotten a few compliments already, which made me feel pretty good, but as I was standing backstage waiting to give the actors their "places" call, one of my actors came up to me and started a conversation. Just normal stuff we were talking about - I thought it was to quell his nerves, and we were joking and laughing a bit. Then he sticks out his hand and introduces himself to me. Odd, I think - but maybe he's playing a joke - so I shake his hand and introduce myself back to him. Then I see his face drop. "OH MY GOD! JENN??? I totally didn't even recognize you! Here I am talking to this beautifully, voluptuous woman thinking - is she with the front of house team or the orchestra maybe? - I had no idea it was you!" I burst out laughing. I have seen this guy pretty much every single day for the past 3 weeks straight. And granted, it was dark backstage, but that had to be the best compliment that I received all night! I just winked at him and said "Yeah - I clean up a little for Openings". Tee hee. So awesome.
After the show we recepted with our friends, family and fans. I did a Superman change into my dress and heels backstage and arrived on the scene to more comments about how wonderful I looked. It was so nice. AND I lasted 3 hours in 3 inch heels - that's an accomplishment in and of itself!
At the end of the night I ate too little (good food - I ate plenty of bad food) and drank too much - and I'm certainly paying the price for it today, but it was worth it. It's been a long while, and a lot of shows, since I felt like I belonged at an opening. But last night I brought it - and I'll continue to bring it from this day forward. I was complimented, flirted with and genuinely appreciated all night, and that felt so darn great. But the best part about all of it is that I finally got around to appreciating myself - and I realize now that that's what was missing before. Being a stage manager is tough. It's not about the glory. The audience doesn't applaud for you. But last night's sense of accomplishment was about so much more than just the show. And that's all that really matters!
*As of right now I have no pictures of myself last night - but I know there were a few taken, so as soon as someone posts one on Facebook, I'll steal it and post it here!
Friday, September 10, 2010
Wow. I've had a good day today. Come to think of it, I've had a pretty darn good couple of weeks. And it's unfathomable to me that I'm managing everything that I am right now. This will be the first time I've survived a CLEAN tech week. No sugar, no caffeine loading, and no fried food. I feel amazing! I'm exhausted - but who wouldn't be with my schedule right now?
I dragged myself out of bed this morning after a week long schedule of midnights at the theatre. But I knew I had to run today, and I was GOING to do W5D2 of C25K. 8 minute runs. Two of them. (I don't even want to think about what comes next - the 20 minute run, but by the time I get to running it I will have talked myself into that too - cause I'm unstoppable!)
I've had 2 rest days since I ran W5D1. I didn't like D1 much. I felt sluggish and it was hard which I wasn't expecting at all. I thought since I was used to running 4 intervals, switching to only 3 would be a breeze. Not the case. So I was honestly worried about this morning. But it was only 2 intervals. I could do it. I laced on my shoes, stretched out my calves, and took off on my 5 minute warm-up walk. Then it was time to run. I straightened my shoulders, took a deep breath - and did it. Twice. I had to really push at the end, but today I ran a total of 16 minutes. Awesome #1 - check.
As most of you know I was holding my breath for the magical 269 on the scale this morning. I've been in the 270s for what feels like FOREVER. Most of it was superficial. I changed scales in the middle of the past 10 pounds, and the new scale weighed heavier, so it felt as though I had to re-lose weight that I had already lost. It kinda sucked. So stepping on the scale this morning was a little nerve-wracking. I wanted those 260s - and bad. I kid you not when I say that my first weight was 267.8. I had to get off and on again to confirm that it was so. I literally exclaimed "WHAT? NO WAY!" out loud and scared the bejesus out of my cats. I ran to get my camera, came back and it had gone up :( But then I realized that it went up because I was hanging on to my camera. So I put the camera down and managed to get 268. On the nose. Here's the proof!
WAHOO!!! I was (and am still ecstatic). I'm so happy to be here. And to have gotten here on the busiest of all possible weeks for me is a feat I never thought I could accomplish. Awesome #2 - check.
So of course I had to run to SP immediately to enter my new weight. 5 pounds! I haven't dropped 5 pounds in a week since the first week I started and was losing water weight. It's still a little unbelievable to me. I'll be anticipating next week's weigh-in all week for fear that it's not a real number. But I know it is, it has to be. I'm learning to love and appreciate my "plateaus". It may not feel like it to you guys, but I will often spend 2 or 3 weeks only losing about .3 of a pound at a time - and it seems to be happening every 7-10 pounds or so. But then my body just decides to shed and I drop a huge number like this week that makes up for it. I can't knock it - I'll take what I can get!
So I am now a grand total of 45 pounds down AND under a BMI of 50!!! Inching closer and closer to being out of Obese territory every day. Look at me go :) Awesome #3 - check.
So there you have it - A Trifecta of Awesome today. It feels so good.
Leaving you with a picture of my beautiful yellow bouquet that was a reward for 37.5 pounds that is still going strong!
Tuesday, September 07, 2010
I don't know what it is about fall, but for me it will ALWAYS be associated with getting a new wardrobe. That feeling of fresh, new beginnings - a new pair of shoes, and a pretty little something to wear on the first day that the weather turns.
I mentioned in my last blog how woefully neglect I am on clothing right now. I've been holding off buying ANYTHING because I don't want to invest only to give everything away in a couple of months - but the straights got dire my friends, so today, I splurged. I still have a little buyer's remorse, but overall I feel really good about all my new threads!
I had a good feeling about today. Sometimes you can walk into a fitting room and absolutely nothing looks right on you and you leave depressed and angry. But I knew that that wasn't going to be today. I had lots of time today to shop, so I meandered around Lane Bryant, touching all the fabrics, going through all the sales racks, holding up one shirt against another. I was there on a mission: bras, underwear, jeans, a sweater to go over tank tops, and maybe a couple of shirts if the funds allowed. I grabbed as much stuff as my arms could hold and headed to the fitting rooms.
I tried on the bras first, and sadly, was not as small around the ribcage as I thought I was, so I had to send those back for the next size up. Still fine though - the next size up was still down a full size from the bras I'm currently wearing. Next were the tops. Now I knew from what I have at home that I'm swimming in a 22/24, and an 18/20 is comfortable, but getting big - so I took a deep breath and selected a 14/16, pulled it over my head, and...IT FIT!!!! OMG OMG OMG. OK - don't get too excited - the shirt is a baggy one, so it's supposed to fit loose and it's definitely not LOOSE. Try another one. It fit too, and so did the next and the next. I was flipping out. I've NEVER worn the 14/16 size at Lane Bryant. I was already an 18/20 before I moved to the U.S. and so I skipped right by that size and went on to the next ones. Thrilled. With a capital T. Now the jeans. I had grabbed a pair in size 22 which is what I'm currently wearing at home. But the ones I have at home are from a Canadian store and everything there tends to fit smaller than the stuff here (made for us American big-bottomed girls) and they're getting a little loose on me now, so I also crossed my fingers and picked out a size 20. Well - I've already told you that I had a feeling about today. So you know I'm going to tell you that the 20s FIT! Oh yeah! I did a dance in the fitting room. Seriously.
Mission accomplished. 2 new bras (42B), 5 new pairs of underwear (size 18/20), 1 new pair of jeans (size 20), 4 new tops (size 14/16) and 1 new sweater (also 14/16). I won't even tell you what the price tag was - but that's ok. I deserve this stuff. I've worked hard for it. And I feel pretty! I never did get my 40 pound reward, so this is it. Wahoo!
The thing that excites me the most though is that quite possibly my next shopping trip could be to a normal store! (for tops anyway). Lane Bryant has been good to me. But I'm over her and her big bottomed ways. I'm ready for Ann Taylor, and Neiman Marcus, and heck - even JC Penny is looking pretty fly these days. Sizes have changed a lot since the last time I was here - and I know my body is different too, so it's strange to me that the last time I was a size 12 I weighed 180lbs and at the rate I'm going now, I should be in a 12 when I'm still over 200. Not sure how that works exactly except that there are fat cells and heavier layers buried deep, deep down somewhere that it's still my job to seek out and blast away to see the scale move some more. But I'm happy that for the time being my closet is reaping the benefits of my loss. Vanity sizing or not - a girl sure does feel pretty when the number on the tag drops!
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