Sunday, September 12, 2010
This Sunday started as most of my Sundays do. I had to be at the early (7:30 am) church service this morning, so there was no breakfast this morning. That's not truly the reason why...I just don't eat breakfast on Sunday mornings. Even if I had gone to the later morning service (10:45 am), I still wouldn't have eaten. Not quite sure why that is... I drank a little bit of water this morning...I try to drink some water most mornings when I wake up...it helps me to get a head start on 8 cups and it actually makes me crave water more throughout the day. Unfortunately, since it also makes me run to the bathroom like a track star, it wasn't the best thing for me on my way to church.
I've had this incredible craving for oatmeal lately. Of all the things I could possibly crave...oatmeal?! Yep...oatmeal. So I stopped at the grocery store on the way home from church and bought some. Not the instant stuff. The old-fashioned, long-cooking kind. I made it with light vanilla soy milk instead of water and added blueberries, almonds and honey. It was so good! Oatmeal shouldn't be that good...but it was was... ...oh, my stars!
I intended to go for a walk this afternoon, but that didn't happen. I was so sleepy. And I was so full after my big, hearty bowl of oatmeal. I didn't have the motivation to go out. I have plantar fasciitis in my right foot and bursitis in my left hip...both have been getting worse since I've been walking. (What a lovely side effect to my exercising... !) But all that combined to give me one big excuse to take a nap instead of going out for my walk today.
It's still early, but I think I'm ready for bed. Right after I have a little snack...
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Wow! It's hard to believe that today is the start of my 7th week on SparkPeople. I've been really, really trying to stick with a plan of healthy eating and regular exercise (cardio and strength). I think I've done a pretty good job so far...I'm down nearly 8lbs as of this morning. I know that's really good and it's at a good pace...but I can't help but wish it were a greater loss...and faster... . I know, I know...a slow and steady pace of weight loss is best, has a better chance of lasting...and I won't have the saggy skin problem to deal with later (ew... ).
Do you remember my water rant from a few weeks ago? Yeah...I still don't like water, but I'm getting closer to 8 cups a day. I usually get 6 or 7 regularly, but I've made my 8 once or twice. And I'm still running to the bathroom every 5 to 10 mins. (I know you really wanted to know that, didn't you?)
Today was also weigh-in day. I was a little disappointed in my .2 lb loss, but at least it went down instead of up. It just seems like when you're carefully watching what you eat and/or you're getting your exercise regularly, you should see a bigger move of the scale. (Dirty, rotten little scale! ) I have to admit, I didn't exercise as much as I could have this week. I've been having painful "girl issues" this week (TMI maybe?) and I did well just in walking from my bedroom to my kitchen most days. But today, I was determined! I was absolutely determined to get out and do some walking. I tried one of the "walk at home" videos yesterday. I kinda liked it, but it wasn't exactly what I was expecting. I really enjoy being able to get out...even though I don't really enjoy nature. (My son and I had this conversation this morning...I told him I prefer nature behind glass and/or bars. He said that that isn't nature...I said ). Anyway...
I was also determined to extend my walk. One of my personal goals is to extend my usual walk every week and today was the day. I knew it was supposed to rain this afternoon...LATER in the afternoon...so I headed out at about 2 pm. I got about 1 1/2 blocks away from home and it started to sprinkle. I had to decide: would I turn around to avoid the rain? Would I shorten my walk? Or would I stick it out and extend my walk today? I prayed that it would just sprinkle for a few minutes so I could at least get in a short walk. Then my nice, gentle sprinkling drops turned into big, fat drops and they started to fall faster. "Great," I thought to myself. I had already decided that I wouldn't turn around, so I was just gonna get wet. The area where I walk has lots of trees, so I kinda had natural umbrellas scattered throughout my walk. I also decided at the last minute that I would try to throw a little jog in as well...THAT was not a good idea. By the time I'd gone 2 blocks, I thought my heart was going to burst through my chest...either that or I'd die from a lack of oxygen since I could no longer breathe. It was interesting to say the least.
So I made it home...a little tired, a little sore, very wet and extremely out of breath. One good thing about walking in the rain...it gave me a head start on shampooing my hair! (My hair is like this big, poofy cotton ball and it's very difficult to get it saturated...I figure you really wanted to know that, too... )
Enjoy the rest of you weekend!
Tuesday, September 07, 2010
I promised myself that I wasn't going to do this. I wasn't going to start to getting all sentimental...but it's too late for that.
Almost 12 years to the day, I walked my baby to kindergarten. I can still remember that day. He had his little navy blue uniform pants on with his white polo shirt and his little Sesame Street backpack. *SIGH* I showed him where his classroom was (it was a tiny school...there were only 4 classrooms, a large center area that they used for lunch and for programs, 2 offices and 2 lavatories) and I fully expected a little separation anxiety...he just waved and said "Bye, Mommy." I was the one with the separation anxiety. I couldn't wait until 12:30 pm so I could go pick him up.
Today marked the 1st day of my son's senior year in high school. I HAVE A HIGH SCHOOL SENIOR LIVING IN MY HOME... There's senior dues, senior pictures, proms, luncheons, college entrance exams, senior trips, and ultimately...GRADUATION. Like the title of someone else's blog this morning: my baby isn't a baby anymore!
I didn't need to drop him off at school this morning, but I volunteered. (He's been catching the bus to and from school since junior high.) There just seemed to be something special about this morning...to me anyway. I don't know if I ever really dreaded the 1st day of school. I know I looked forward to it my senior year. That year, we ruled the school! He just sees it as the day his freedom ended...he's in for a 10-month stretch of hard labor.
I've got 10 more months...10 more months of arguing about homework assignments (he doesn't think he should have to assignments that don't make sense to him...go figure!)...10 more months of fussing at him about not eating right (he thinks he can live on cheese-bread and Ramen noodles)...10 more months of him trying to find excuses to stay home and me trying to find reasons not to let him. After these 10 months are up, my baby will be going to college. ...
This will definitely be a year of mixed emotions.
I think I'm going to need lots of hugs & support!
Monday, September 06, 2010
I had a pretty cool dream last night...well, what I can remember of it. For some reason in my dream, I was standing in front of a mirror admiring my flat stomach. I couldn't see my thighs or my chest or any other part of me...just my nice flat stomach...with no stretch marks. Not really muscular or anything...just nice and flat. *SIGH* I knew it was a dream because I was tall...I'm always tall in my dreams for some reason...Any way...
At some point yesterday, it hit me. This is a lifestyle. It's not a temporary change. It's not a quick fix. The things I've been doing for past 5 or 6 weeks...I have to do them for the rest of my life. So I asked myself: "Do you really think you can do this stuff forever?!" Myself hasn't answered me yet. I think she was overwhelmed by the enormity of it all...she did promise to get back to me soon, though.
I guess yesterday was reality check time. Nothing super-huge or momentous happened to get me to thinking...it just popped into my head. I'm used to diets that you do for a while, lose a few pounds, be happy for a few weeks, then gain again. This is new stuff. This is uncharted territory. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know how this is going to turn out. What in the world have I gotten myself into?! (*Slap* *Slap* "Get ahold of yourself!")
After a very brief panic, I pulled myself together. It can be rather daunting to think about doing anything for THE REST OF MY LIFE (*insert echo here*), but if I think about it as small steps for today, and MAYBE small steps for tomorrow (we'll think about tomorrow when we get there!)...it's not that bad. One thing I'm glad of is the fact that I have not declared any foods off-limits. Now that I think about it, that was probably one of my biggest "diet" sabotagers. You know how it is when there's something out there you can't have...you want it even more...at least I do...(and we're keeping this conversation about food ) So, I have my chocolate every now and then. I go to restaurants...not as much as I used to, but I still go. And I've found some suitable substitutes for my junk food favorites, so I can still have those, too. Weight Watchers makes some really good ice cream novelties and 100 Calorie Packs (Nabiso and Keebler and everybody else) are fast becoming my friends.
And food is one battle, but exercise? I have to say...I'm getting used to it. I haven't gotten to the point where I can say I enjoy it, but I do find that when I haven't done anything for a while (like last week), I feel it...I notice it...I don't like it. Could it be? Could my couch potato days be coming to an end?! I most certainly hope so!!
A whole new life. A whole new way of doing things. For today. I think I can do it for today. And here's to dreams becoming reality! (Except the getting taller part...not gonna happen!)
Sunday, September 05, 2010
Today wasn't my typical Sunday. First, I didn't go to church this morning. I wasn't feeling well last night and it carried over to this morning. I actually didn't sleep very much last night. If it wasn't because of the various aches & pains, it was because of the trips to the potty (darn that water!)... I got up at about 7:30 this morning and decided to make myself some breakfast...unusual for me, but I figured "hey, since I'm up..." So I go into the kitchen and...start cleaning. I didn't eat until 10:30. I'm not quite sure what happened there.
I was still not feeling very well, but I was sort of feeling like a slug for not getting much exercise in this past week. (Hey, is there a way to track all the walking and lifting I did yesterday when I went shopping? I really think that should count as exercise...especially since I have to carry the bags up 2 flights of stairs! ) I decided to get dressed and go for a walk. A move I regretted almost as soon as I left the house.
My stomach was sending me bad signals... I figured I could get one of my shorter walks in, even though I had planned to go farther. As I reached the 1st corner, I assessed my "condition" and decided to go further. I did this at every corner until...you guessed it...I made my longer walk! I pushed myself beyond what I had previously done. I even upped my intensity a little...really got those arms a-swinging! I was feeling great...until...
Out of nowhere...my legs started to itch & burn! Oh my goodness! That hasn't happened to me in ages! You see, if I don't stretch before a walk (quads & hamstrings) I get the itchy-burny leg thing. But I did stretch...and I thought I did a good job, but apparently not. I was just over halfway done with my walk when it started...first the insides of my thighs, then the backs of my thighs, then up to my butt. I couldn't exactly scratch, either...Could you picture walking down the street scratching my butt? So I sucked it up. I kinda felt like sprinting the last few blocks home, but I'm not quite up to running yet.
Did I mention that I had to go potty? Yeah, I did. I'm sure I made a fine sight trying to walk my last 2 blocks while doing the "gotta go" dance. I called my son (I always take my cell phone when I go walking) and told him to open the door because I didn't have time to fool with a key...if you know what I mean! Yep...this was definitely my most adventurous walk yet.
I was proud of myself, though. Not only did I take my longest walk yet, but I got home and did my strength training. (Today was core work...my abs didn't appreciate being disturbed on a Sunday...especially on a holiday weekend...
And I'm gonna do it all again tomorrow...without the potty issues and the burning thighs...and tomorrow is upper body instead of abs!
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