Friday, April 02, 2010
My 3 yr. old daughter Lucy did not want to take her nap today. This is the time I typically get my workout in. So I asked her if she wanted to work out with me (she's done parts of the walks with me in the past, she loves Leslie and says "Walk, Walk, Walk" all the time to me).
She said yes. I got her all suited up (with the walk belt) and got my new booster cables on and off we went!
She did the WHOLE mile! I didn't expect her to, she's only done a few minutes before, but she was really into it. I am so proud of her! Being a working mom it's a challenge for me to find time to workout and enjoy time with my family, and this was just so awesome and amazing, to have this workout time with my baby girl!!! My 8 mo. old, Marlo, got into the mix too, she was in her jumper and was pulling both branches like they were weights.
Such a great day!
Walk, Walk, Walk!
1 mile a day!
Together we can do it!
Marlo getting into it!
Lucy doing her leg lifts
Work those triceps!
Reach for the sky!
Watch us now!
Thursday, April 01, 2010
Weight lost: 3.5 lbs.
Weight lost since the beginning of the year: 13.5 lbs.
Total weight lost: 54 lbs.
Fitness minutes: 420 (vs. 460 in February, 1,030 in January)
Miles: 20 miles (vs. 30 in February; 66 in January)
Measurements: Lost an inch from my waist and an inch from my hips for a total of 2 inches GONE!
I walked/ran my FIRST 8K!! I finished in 90 minutes.
Iíve signed up for 2 5Ks and plan to run them from start to finish
My family got me a present for my 50 lbs. lost Ė Sketchers Shape-Ups
My clothes are fitting looser
People are noticing a difference
I notice a difference and am starting to get my sexy back
More energy for my kids
Looking at my March calendar, I see a trend. I don't like working out or tracking my food on the weekends! I want to start doing that more.
(The green represents the "good", the X's the days I didn't meet my goals). I didnít work out as much as I wanted to. I didnít hit my daily mile a day. I could have made time in the morning or at night, and I didn't. My goals were in 4 categories: water, exercise, stay within calorie range, and eat fruits/veggies.
I would grade myself at a C for the month.
In January I did the boot camp challenge and exceeded 1,000 fitness minutes in that month. In February that number went down to 460 minutes, and this month went down to 420 minutes. My goal is 500 minutes a month, and I want to aim for 1,000, but at least hit 500 minutes.
Iím tweaking my diet to eliminate certain foods I think may affect my skin condition, my psoriasis. I am eliminating dairy and gluten products and also adding more veggies and fruit. No junk food, fried food, processed food. I am noticing a difference in my energy and my skin and itís only been 2 days.
Iíve also changed my spark goals Ė I had wanted to lose 2 lbs. a week, but I just donít lose that way. So now I have changed it to 1.5 lbs. a week and that has given me a higher calorie goal to meet each day, which is helping me. I went from 1230- 1580 calories to 1340-1750 per day. I met with my dietitian and she said this was a good goal. She said to keep it under 1700 if I could and that I would see progress.
I am going to give it all I have in April.
My goals for April are:
1. Lose 6-8 lbs.
2. Train for the 5ks Iíve signed up for.
4. Have 1,000 fitness minutes again in April. I did it in January, I can do it again.
5. Work out EVERY day even if it is only for 10 minutes.
6. Balance my life - family, writing and work. Take my breaks at work, or at least my lunch. Get out of the office and write. Leave at 5 sharp to get home to the family. No more staying until 5:30, 6 or beyond. Claim back my life.
Iíve decided not to post progress photos for this month, I want to post them when I see more change, as it stands now they depress me more than inspire me.
BUT here are two photos, one from my heaviest weight walking a 3K and the other the picture after the recent 8K that I ran/walked. I see a difference, and I know I feel much more energy, and being a mom to two young kids, that is SO important to me.
BEFORE (298 lbs) - Walking a 3K
AFTER (244 lbs.) - After Running/Walking an 8K
I know I will reach my goals!!! I will get an ďAĒ in April!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Today I ran/walked my very first 8K in Chicago, called The Shamrock Shuffle. They usually have a category for walkers, which is a 3k, and then the 8k for the runners. This year, due to construction in Chicago, they re-routed the route and only had one route instead of the typical 2. It's a tradition for me to walk with my dad and sister (who runs) and any other family members that want to join in.
Well, this year I wasn't going to join. I didn't have the funds, ($45 entry fee), and the no walking category made me hesitate. I couldn't run an 8K. Now the guidelines said that walkers were "Welcome", but that you would have to finish within an hour and 15 minutes. I knew I couldn't do that - my sister finishes in about an hour and she runs it.
So I didn't sign up. This is a very popular race in Chicago and it always sells out - it is the race that signifies the beginning of Spring and of race season. The day the race sold out, my sister gave me a gift - she had enrolled me in the race, and said that she knew that I could do it. She believed in me. I had been sad when the race sold out, and the fact that she signed me up and believed I could finish was so touching to me. I was still apprehensive, but I couldn't wait.
I've trained off and on for the race, I haven't been diligent about it, but I've upped my workouts and focused on my cardio as I knew I would need a lot of steam to finish the race.
Today was THE DAY.
As my dad and I navigated through the crowded streets full of very fit people, fierce looking runners, we were both a little scared. We knew we were going to walk most of the way, and it didn't look like there was one walker in the crowd. I even texted my sister. "There are no walkers in the crowd!" Her reply was simply "Sure there are." It was us. I gave my dad a pep talk as we were lined up with the 30,000 other runners near the starting line. I told him we could do it, and if we ended the race walking, we were still winners. Most people wouldn't be caught dead outside in the freezing rain and slush to run an 8K. We were living, and no matter how badly our race results might be, we were going to finish.
As the race started it was apparent that there were no other walkers. My dad and I almost got trampled. There were camera crews, and people on the bridge cheering us all on. He looked at me and winked, and said "Want to run just a little bit? Just for show?" I said yes (I had been fighting the urge to run as I didn't want to leave my dad behind). We were off! I felt such a rush of adrenaline that surged me forward. I looked around me - I was doing it! I noticed my dad wasn't next to me anymore - I looked back at him in the sea of runners. He waved at me and said "Go ahead!" So I did. I couldn't stop. I told myself I would make it to the bridge, then walk. Then under the bridge. Then through the bridge, then around the corner. Well, 2 miles later I finally slowed down. I felt bad I had left my dad behind. I called him on his cell phone. "Where are you?" He said he was blocks behind, it would cost me about 20 minutes from my time. He told me to go ahead. And I did, but blocks later I felt bad. I knew he was one of the only walkers and I knew he was terrified of being the last one to cross the finish line. I couldn't let him do it alone.
I called him again and told him where I was and that I would wait for him. I could hear the relief in his voice, and also the exhaustion. I waited about 20 minutes, and then saw him and ran over to him. We walked the rest of the way together, both tired, but determined. We were the last people to finish the race. But you know what? It doesn't matter. We did it. We finished. I felt pride at crossing the 5K mark, to finish an 8K is HUGE. I don't care if it took me 3 hours, I would still feel proud. But, it only took us 1 hr. 30 minutes - and that was with me waiting for my dad. Who knows what I could have done on my own? But I wouldn't have had it any other way. With my dad by my side I was the proudest daughter, mother, sister, woman and athlete to cross that line.
I ran/walked 2 miles and walked the last 3. I burned a total of 1,230 calories and gained a whole lot of pride.
For those of you that think you can't do it, YOU CAN. As Nike says, JUST DO IT. You WILL surprise yourself. I know I have.
Me (left), my dad (middle) and my sister (right) after the Shamrock Shuffle 8K, 2010, with free beer in our hands!
The start line of the Shamrock Shuffle
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move.
"Don't give up though the pace seems slow
You may succeed with another blow."
(2 lines from the poem "Do Not Quit", author unknown)
Last week I weighed in at my lowest weight in so long. I don't remember when I last weighed that weight, other than it had been at least 5 years, if not 10. I was so happy, I felt like a new person.
But I can feel myself drifting from this feeling of elation. I didn't make the best choices this past week, after seeing that low number on the scale. I was busy, yes, I didn't workout, didn't go to my Plan B or C, but instead just sort of got lazy and fell into old habits. Then the weekend came and I had a romantic weekend getaway with my husband to celebrate our 11 yr. anniversary. I had planned not to track calories, etc., but what I didn't expect was to step on the scale and find a weight gain of 5 lbs.
My weigh in day is tomorrow, but I peeked today and the 5 lb. gain is more like 3. I'm drinking my water, tracking my food, and crossing my fingers that tomorrow shows that I maintained, and not a gain.
But, if that scale shows that I have gained weight I am going to move forward. I am not going to look back at what I could have done and go downward in a spiral of depression, ruining all of my hard work. I am, instead, going to move forward and keep doing what I have been, and pray for the faith in myself, and for the strength, to continue on this journey and NOT LOOK BACK.
Here is some instant inspiration - a video created to the poem "Do Not Quit", author unknown. I hope it lifts your spirits as it has mine.
Thank you all so much for your supportive words and for your friendship. We are all in this together.
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