Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The new 5 % challenge started this Saturday. The plan is to lose 5 % of my weght in 8 weeks. That means 4 kilos for me. Half a kilo a week. With the previous 5 % challenges I've participated in, I never managed to reach this goal, but whatever loss I've had, has been treasured! I am not really making any major changes to accomodate the goals of this challenge, but let's get my goals and plan properly outlined...
* lose 4 kilos.
*achieve some muscle definition in my abs, arms and shoulders.
* stick with the P90X, Insanity and running programs I am doing right now.
* Do my best to reach my calorie range. SP wants me to increase the range again - which, um, NO - I am still struggling to eat between 1890-2240 calories daily. I can do it easily if I allow myself treats, but it's just not healthy and triggers all sorts of weird behaviours in me.
* We can log a maximum of 120 fitness minutes. On most days I log between 80 and 120 minutes. I need to remember that a rest day is crucial for recovery.
* Team support is important and my plan is to visit my team mates' SparkPages and blogs and offer encouragement and advice when it is appropriate.
The first week is halfway over and so far I have been KILLING my workouts! No excuses - that's my motto for this challenge!
Monday, February 21, 2011
A part of me is seriously questioning my sanity here... Am I really going to do this? AGAIN? And not just a second time - oh no! - this will the THIRD round of Insanity.
Craziness, right? Maybe.
Lately I have caught myself reading and commenting on Insanity blogs, all the while feeling that surge of craving, of want and need growing stronger. I really want to do this. Again. It's been a long time since I did Insanity - finished round one last March and did round two in May/June. So It's not like I'll just pick it up where I left off, you know? I am so looking forward to the torture and exhaustion and maybe even praying to the oxygen gods a time or two.... LOL!
So on Saturday I did it. The Fit Test. I refused to check my previous results, this will be a new start, not a continuation of round one or two. No comparisons! I won't even look at my previous before/after pics. I took a new set of before pics and they scare the bejesus out of me. I still have SUCH a long way to go. So many kilos and several clothes sizes, to be perfectly imprecise.
I am in week 9 of the P90X program and am also running 30 km (close to 20 miles) a week. And somehow I will fit another hour of exercise a day into this? Um, yeah...
So, here they are. The numbers from my first Fit Test for round three!
Switch kicks ~ 59
Power jacks ~ 52
Power knees ~ 100
Power jumps ~ 45
Globe jumps ~ 12
Suicide jumps ~ 19
Push-up jacks ~ 24
Low plank obliques ~ 58
I did the Plyo workout today and it went well. I still struggle with the level 1 & 2 drills, especially the ski abs. My arms become noodle-like half way into this exercise and I would collapse on my face if I didn't take a break for a second or two.
Here is one of the "before" pics I took on Friday. Certainly hoping for something nicer when the time comes for an "after" pic.
So, let the INSANITY begin!
Monday, December 27, 2010
So, one of my Christmas gifts this year were ice skates. Holy cow. Haven't skated since I was 17 years old and I decided I was too frickin' cool to wear a helmet, something which was required at the rink I used back then.
Fast forward twen..., umm, a FEW years and with kids of my own and still living up in the frozen north - well, what are you going to do, really? Just bite the bullet, get the kids skates, and teach them, that's what.
So that's what I did.
Not gracefully, not even well, but I didn't fall and I even managed to teach the kiddos their first lesson : don't try walking on the ice, it won't work very well. We even started on lesson two: leaning backwards tends to make you fall.
Lesson three is forthcoming: you need to push off to get any kind of momentum going. I doubt we'll cover this one in the next dozen or so sessions, though.
Here are a few pics to prove that I, indeed got on the ice. Still too stubborn to wear a helmet, because, well you know, helmet hair is worse than a concussion, any day.
Had a really good day!
Saturday, December 11, 2010
There are few things that make me feel better about myself than overcoming obstacles and difficulties, and doing it well. Lately I've been feeling rather introspective and gloomy and I really needed to shake these feelings and bring some joy and positivity into my life again.
I totally managed to do so this morning.
I woke up to -5 C (23F), windy, overcast, grey and dreary weather. You know the type of day when you'd rather stay indoors, playing board games with the kids all day, then curl up in your favourite armchair to read a good book, while holding a steaming cup of tea between your hands. That kind of day.
Except I didn't do that. Instead I put on three layers of clothing, lip balm to protect my lips from the cold wind, ear phones playing my favourite music.
I didn't break any speed records. I wasn't even trying. I wasn't annoyed by the lack of traction on the snow. I wasn't silently (or even not so silently) cursing the snow that hit my face like angry little gnats at one point.
I was too happy to let any negative thoughts ruin the moment for me.
I was feeling strong and healthy. I was doing something that's good for me and for my family. And I was doing something that I love doing.
That's a pretty decent day in my book.
Sunday, December 05, 2010
Noun 1. self-flagellation - self-punishment inflicted by whipping
self-punishment - punishment inflicted on yourself
Well, isn't that an apt description...
I woke up a few days ago, and stepped up on the scale to weigh in for a new challenge I am taking part of. Horror of all horrors: 80.3 kg. I got off the scale, thinking that it must be some sick kind of joke. Tried again, nope, still 80.3. Feeling a little nauseous by now. A thousand thoughts racing through my head, because I swore to myself that I would never, ever, ever, ever see that number on the scale again. Yet there it was.
Tried to find explanations for it: less running due to bad weather, stress, sleeping badly, maybe that dessert I had four days ago.
In the end it doesn't matter, because if I'm honest to myself I should have seen this coming. For the past few weeks I have felt some tighter jeans feeling TOO tight and I've felt uncomfortable in my own skin. I don't like looking at photos of myself, but I forced myself to look through recent pics and that's when I found it.
You all know what I'm talking about. The one that you stare at not quite believing what you see at first, then fighting back tears and in the end some sort of fire starts burning in your belly. The fire of determination, commitment, shame all rolled into one.
I have not tortured my way through Insanity and a half-marathon training program to end up back with those tummy rolls. No frickin' way.
Enter my phase of self-flagellation.
I think a good first step is to increase the amount of cardio. So instead of just doing the P90X workouts, I've been killing myself with an Insanity workout first. And guess what? They really are insane. I have been feeling suitably punished.
Second step is to clean up my diet. I think overall I eat pretty well. I rarely exceed my calorie range, but I think I could pay more attention to the ratio between carbs/protein/ fat.
Third step is to try to reduce the amount of stress I'm under and to get more sleep. Sounds so easy, but trust me, this is going to be the hardest part. That pic above? I crashed the minute I came home from work. Overworked, too little sleep, too little time to focus on what is really important in life.
I started week 4 of P90X yesterday, it's recovery week. Synergistics is on the menu tonight. I've already done Insanity Plyo. And then I will call it a night.
Hopefully I'll be done beating myself up over this soon and can find myself in a happier place. I mean, there is a limited entertainment value to self-flagellation too, believe it or not.
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