Wednesday, March 05, 2014
Hello SP! I've been away for far too long. At least on the regular checking in and especially on the tracking. I've been pretty consistent with working out, though not as much running lately (I've kept up my streak and now stand at 103 weeks straight of 90+ minutes of cardio).
In that time, I haven't had any major illnesses or injuries that prevented me from working out, at least a little (even just a walk around the block). All was well.
Until this week.
I signed up to run on my company's team at a charity 5k on Saturday. I haven't been running as frequently, but I am still capable of running the distance. But then I didnít stretch afterward the way I know I should. (We had coordinated a place to meet up right by the finish line and it was very crowded so I was afraid to venture too far away, lest I lose everyone).
Last night, I was motivated to start my 10k training plan again. I hopped on the treadmill and I noticed my hip was bothering me. I was stubborn and didnít want to stop but eventually did. I tried stretching but I couldnít quite find the muscle that was bothering me Ė except unintentionally when I moved just right and then it hurt like no body's business.
My hip hurt so bad this morning that putting pressure on my leg was painful. In case youíre wondering, yes, that does make walking a challenge. Iíve had very minor hip problems before, but nothing like this (was solved with the stretching I didn't do... ). I don't think there's much I can do except wait it out.
But now I'm wondering -- how am I going to get my cardio in? I'm going to try a spin class at the gym tomorrow after work, but I'm dubious that I will be able to survive a whole class comfortably.
Any suggestions on what I can do over the next few weeks that doesnít involve running or jumping? Or standing really...
Thursday, November 07, 2013
Apologies to the fall Starfish for going MIA and not contributing this week! Iíve had a hellacious week. I had a major deadline at work which was crazy stressful. And yesterday, I was in a do-loop with my boss. I was gathering information and every time I thought I had everything and had anticipated all the questions heíd ask, heíd come up with something I didnít expect or know the answer to and Iíd be scrambling to get the answer and get back to him. Which led to another round of questions, and invariably something new that I had to confirm. Around and around and around we went. I didnít have time to get to the bathroom all morning, I missed lunch, and I was at the office until super late. So yesterday was an unintentional ďfree dayĒ because I ate whatever I could as I ran around.
And on top of that Iíve been feeling really tired, rundown and generally a little blue. So itís been a major effort to get workouts in. I have done a couple but most nights, I donít feel like doing anything. So Iíve just sat on the couch. I think itís time to see the doc and make sure there isnít something medically wrong.
Anyway, Iím looking forward to things calming down over the next few weeks and a strong finish to my fall 5% challenge!
PS, did not mean for this to turn into a complaint about things not worth complaining about! #firstworldproblems!
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
I have realized the last couple days that I am just as hard, if not harder, on myself now than I was 50 pounds ago. Lately Iíve been inclined to disparage myself and feel guilty, fat and inadequate. I have been trying to figure out why that is. And I think Iíve discovered the source.
Iím crazy. Ha. Iím kidding. Kinda.
I am an intense perfectionist and put a TON of pressure on myself. I am frequently motivated by fear, specifically fear of failure. I have had friends, bosses, and professional coaches tell me this over the years. Iíve agreed every time itís come up. Because I know this about myself. Iím also intensely goal driven and self-motivated. In short, I am my own worst enemy.
Iíve been stuck somewhere between 3.5 and 8 pounds from my goal for months. And recently, itís left me saying some not very nice things to myself.
Not losing a pound a week = failure. Not forsaking a personal life for weight loss = failure. Not resorting to extreme deprivation to achieve a goal = failure. Not wanting to work out after a long day at the office = failure.
After all, by now (over 18 months since I started), Iím supposed to be a hard core Olympic-level athlete who never eats her emotions or drinks too much wine on a Friday night. Iím supposed to be perfect. And I am so not perfect.
I blogged earlier that I had the fleeting thought of wanting to be normal. And I think that was my subconscious telling me, weíre tired. Weíre tired of obsessing and feeling bad and being negative all the time. Time for a rest.
SO, I am going to do as much as I can through the end of the Fall 5% Challenge and then Iím done focusing on losing weight. Wherever I end up at the end of that, I think thatís my new goal weight. Bonus - I will have already achieved it! After that, time to spend that energy on something else.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
As part of the 5% challenge, I decided to go back to the basics of what worked for me at the beginning when I was losing weight, easily and consistently. For those who are familiar, itís basically the South Beach Diet. Lots of fresh veggies, lean protein and some low GI carbs. Beyond the fact that Iíve given my way of eating a fancy name, nothing has changed. Breakfast, lunch and my 2 snacks were the same as usual. I have dinner planned and itís healthy (if not terribly exciting).
Then I had that awful, verboten thought. The scourge of all dieters. The thought that says, I canít wait to go back to normal. (I know. I can hear you all gasping).
First of all, I donít even know what that means anymore. What Iíve been eating the last few days hasnít changed much. So this IS normal.
Now how much of it Iím eating has changed. Iím eating at the low end of my range (about 1300 calories), which I havenít done consistently in a while. But then I havenít lost weight in a while either.
So what gives? Why is this so much harder all the sudden? By giving my meal plan a name (that has the word diet in it), have I sabotaged myself? Maybe my body is just readjusting to eating the way Iím supposed to (and just havenít been) when Iím losing weight? Or maybe I'm just crazy!
Has anyone else experienced anything like this?
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