Friday, September 02, 2011
Today marks 3 years since I stepped on the scale and found myself over a pound under my goal of 150. I remember that moment, I nearly collapsed! 8 solid months of hard work had paid off with steady weight loss. I cried and was amazingly happy, but little did I know that the real journey had just begun.
Losing weight is the easy part. Your goals are concrete... visible. Milestones are easy to mark off. Then you get to that place you thought would be magickal, Maintenanceville... and you find out that the journey just keeps going. That is kind of letdown after the high of being able to shout "GGGGOOOOAAAALLLL!!!!" like that soccer announcer. The road stretches out ahead of you and you see clearly where that path goes... on and on towards the horizon, but you also have the comfort that the habits you learned for tracking, eating right and exercising are there to help you along the way... and if you're lucky, so are the friends you have made on SP!
I've had my ups and downs since that amazing day 3 years ago. 2009 was such a bad year personally that I might have not made it without SP. It was my sane center, I focused on exercise and eating the best that I could... and I was glad to have it since it gave me a focus apart from the rest of my life feeling like it was reeling out of control.
My work here also allowed me to pursue my dream of re-entering the military. I am physically fit and able to perform my duties as an Army nurse. I am currently facing my first deployment in December, a reality that bears its own baggage and is fast approaching. I anticipate my year away from my family having a huge fitness focus since I know very well how that helps me stay sane in insane situations. I plan to come out stronger and healthier on the other side of my Texas Adventure!
So here we stand, 3 years past initially reaching goal and looking forward to the rest of my life as a Maintenanceville resident. The streets aren't always calm here, nor are the skies always sunny, but living here is worth the occasional hassles. For the most part, I feel I have been more present, alive and vital in the last 3 years than I was in the previous 41.
As my mother said frequently... every day is a new adventure and every day you learn something new is a good day. She was a wonderful woman. I miss her and yet she is with me every day.
Onwards and upwards!
Thursday, September 01, 2011
I have been working hard to get my exercise mojo back since that week in Florida in July, where I had little time to exercise and had to sit in hardplastichairs(TM) and ended up feeling I'd been beaten *with* the chairs.
So the rebuilding started slow and continued to creep along while it was freakishly hot, high 90s and low 100s with even higher heat indices. I almost shut down during that time since it just never cooled down for nearly 2 weeks... it was AWFUL.
The temps started moderating and my level of physical activity increased accordingly, since I was finally able to get out and walk and run with reasonable comfort. My mojo really started getting revved up again and I love that.
Then I got hit with the Brainsucker Virus (TM) a couple of weeks ago... I called in sick two days because of it... and I generally DON'T do that since I so rarely get sick. But I woke up feeling cruddy and completely in the "idontwanna" column... and I'm glad I did, or I think my recovery would have taken even longer.
But anyway, that obstacle was leapt with reasonable ease... I just started getting my running built up again and now we have 4 days of upper 90s heat with killer heat indices again and every time I look at the forecast, it just looks hotter and longer.
I really can't run on our treadmill well because of it's instability anymore... speeding up and slowing down without warning, etc. I also tend to psych myself out on treadmill, which I just don't do outside. I just have my running program telling me when to switch intervals and I know about how many steps an interval takes.
I may just have to hie myself to the local public gym to run on the indoor track. I want to run, but it's too hot and the heat and I don't get along. Also I have had a heat injury and that makes me more susceptible to another one... so risking that is bad.
Oh well, they are saying mid 70s to low 80s next week (crossing fingers).
Monday, August 29, 2011
Make no mistake, running is hard. I have to work to keep moving, sometimes it's more work than others. But no matter what, I feel better when I'm done, every single time.
There is something about getting out and feeling my body moving. I feel like I have accomplished something, especially when I increase time or distance... and it's motivational... I keep coming back for more. Sort of a strange glutton for punishment I guess.
I wrote this awhile ago, it explains it better than any other words I have.
working it out
breathing the air
prove it to myself
one with myself
whoever that is
on any given day
it is sanity
Friday, August 26, 2011
Just keep plodding along I guess. It's been a rough week. My eating hasn't been bad, but exercise has been a continuing challenge for me. Last Friday I started coming down with a mild, but very annoying cold virus of sorts. I had one like it a few years ago, it doesn't make your head fill up with snot, but you are extremely tired and have drainage that makes you cough and you can't concentrate on any one thing for more than 10 minutes, if that. And it lingers... recovery is very slow.
As my dad always used to say, "If you treat a cold it will last 7 days, if you don't do anything it will last a week." So, I'm on day #8 and still coughing and feeling draggy, but my concentration is better, though tasty or shiny objects are still a challenging distraction... oh wait, that is the way I always am... Recovery is going, but it's been a challenge to my trying to get back on track for my exercise routine. I'm so tired in the evenings, it's about all I can do to drag myself out for a walk with hubby.
I got myself together last night, though, and did 7 cycles of 1" walked and 3" run. It actually felt great to get out and move after 2 days of sick and tired sedentary-ness. Good news is that I really didn't have any trouble with it, but my average run time is back up to 10"/mile... meh. I guess being sick has more to do with that than lack of running since I have managed to keep up running 2x/week.
I have also seriously entered the 5K Your Way since the APFT is coming up in October. I am also planning to go to Chicago for the Hot Chocolate Run in November. So being ready is kind of important for both events.
Time is flying by too, I can't believe my son is back to school for his 2nd week already. My daughter is at 33 weeks in her pregnancy. Summer is basically done and we are knocking on Fall's door already, which means the deployment is looming ever closer. I still have mixed feelings, mostly regretting missing family but looking forward to the adventure in many other ways. I have to get an apartment by myself, which is something I have never done... I have to furnish it, etc. I have done all this stuff with my husband, but never on my own. Weird.
I had all kinds of profound things to blog about last night, but got too sleepy and played Sims Social on Facebook instead and then went to bed. Silly stupid game... I swore I'd never do an online game like that, but it's fun and good for those brainless evenings.
I know exactly what I'm doing (except the unplanned ones) every weekend until I leave... free, Bethel Sheep & Wool Fest/free, Chicago, Army, Army, Archon/Army, Army, Army, Army. Army, Chicago, free/MIL visit, Army, Thanksgiving, gone. This is unusual... you'd think I was going to prison or something.
It looks like we will finally be getting my husband's car back from the repair shop after 3 months. It's just been one thing after another and we only had it for 3 weeks before it blew up. I don't think we will ever buy a used car again!
But life goes on. I hope all my East Coast friends stay safe and well through the blow that is coming your way this weekend!
Thursday, August 18, 2011
That week in Florida was a month ago and I'm still fighting the I-don-wannas... but I am using logic and education to overcome them as best I can. For the most part, my eating has been very much on track... but I have been fighting to get my exercise levels back to what they were between Army AT & the Florida trip... it's been a slow rebuild, but I am more or less forcing myself to do it, and it's transitioning slowly from "have-to" to "want-to"... I should be back on track for calorie burn this week.
I always use RunKeeper to track my running & walking activities. I have also started manually entering the estimated calorie burn from there rather than using the ones on that Spark has. I figure the RunKeeper estimates are probably closer to accurate since it also tracks changes in elevation and the like. There are some fairly good hills in my neighborhood, not long for the most part, but respectable... and of course, my run intervals always seem to match right up with them. I was 3 for 3 today on the hills... esp the long St. Charles Rd one. I think I much prefer running up a shorter, steeper grade than a longer, shallower one... it's done faster and I can kind of sprint it... instead of feeling like I'm plodding.
I am very happy about one thing though, the long slow grade on St. Charles yielded a pace 3 seconds/mile faster than my average pace over all... so my "plodding" isn't really plodding at all... my overall average is a 9:38 min/mile pace.
My rebuilding goal is getting my overall endurance back up to where it was for the last APFT in May... my running time is fine, I just need to stretch my running intervals out and I'm getting back at it... I just upped to 2:30 running/2:30 walking today from a 2 run/3 walk for the last week. I plan to do another one like today and then change to a 3 run/2 walk next week. When I get to 5 run/1 walk, I will change to distances and will be ready to run October's APFT and November's Hot Chocolate Run in Chicago.
It's looking like we are going to be jumping right out of the frying pan and into the fire when we deploy to Texas, it's a big scary new job, but I know I will rise up and face the challenge. Without my family there, I will probably cling to fitness and eating right to stay sane. It's been one of the most consistent coping strategies I have found in the past few years. I am 70% looking forward to the year at Ft. Hood, but 30% of me is going to miss my family so much... my hubby, kids (incl. Son in law) and new granddaughter... I will miss her birth (most likely) and have to be gone when she is just 6 weeks old and miss her first Christmas... sigh. I'm just trying not to dwell on that stuff too much... it will make me crazy and depressed. However, I am looking forward to doing the San Antonio mission trail as a photo safari... and I know there will be neat stuff to do down there. Hubby and son will be coming to visit for Christmas, we are considering going to SeaWorld San Antonio for Christmas Eve. (Hubby and I had a great time there last Thanksgiving.)
Life just seems full of challenges lately.
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