Thursday, July 26, 2012
So, I went and got pregnant, had my baby, and now I'm ready to get back on track with getting fit and healthy.
Thankfully eating wasn't too much of an issue for me while I was pregnant... not like the first two. I craved baked potatoes and broccoli this time! I gained a total of 31 pounds, of which much was water weight, and I lost it all by 2 weeks postpartum. Now I'm stuck at my pre-pregnacy weight with a belly I never had before.
I am planning on using a combination of Conscious Eating Method (ThinWithin) and food combining to get back on track. That combination really seems to work well for me... moderation and cutting out the "bad stuff" like processed, refined, preserved junk.
Ok... here we go!
Friday, May 06, 2011
I made a card to keep in my purse and one for my fridge... anyone is welcome to grab it and use it if you want.
(These keys are from Day One of Thin Within by Judy and Arthur Halliday, © 2002)
Friday, May 06, 2011
I have to say I don't love sweating too much. I've said before that I love the feeling of clean blood pumping through my body, but I don't know that I've had fun doing something that makes me sweat since high school.
Last year for my birthday my sweet hubby got me a Wii Fit. And it's fun, but it's doesn't make me sweat. And the activities on there that do make me sweat, don't feel very fun because you've got to run for like 20 minutes. It just gets old quick.
So I've been looking for something I can do to use the Wii for it's intended purpose - to make exercise fun for me.
I've heard good things about Zumba so I looked into that game, but when I started asking around I heard better things about the Just Dance games. So, I decided to treat myself to a new Wii game, and I ordered Just Dance 2.
Well, yesterday it came, and OH MY GOODNESS... after doing one song I'm already feeling a little damp. By the third song I have sweat dripping down my back and legs.
And the best part is that I am having fun while I'm sweating! I can't put it down. It's funny to think I may have to set a timer for myself to limit how much I do it, not to make sure I get in the cardio time I need each day!
I think I'll go sneak in one more dance before I get going! lol
Tuesday, May 03, 2011
I'm not quite sure what it is, but I can never seem to remember how much I love the feeling of that clean blood pumping through my body after a good workout.
Oh yeah, I know what it is.
It's the feeling the next morning that you got hit by a Mack truck... it wipes out the good feeling of the clean blood, I think.
Today I woke up S O R E! But I'm choosing not to be a whiner. I'm choosing to look at it like this... I get to be reminded all day by my pain, what I accomplished yesterday, and be proud of myself.
Last year my best friend commented on the fact that I still have a nice tummy after 2 babies (and I got BIG during my pregnancies!) When I look in the mirror I see some problem areas here and there, but I also see a beautiful body. I see strong muscular legs that are capable of much more than I challenge them to. I see muscles hiding under the chub on my stomach and arms. Still... I can see the potential. I can see a fit mama that enjoys keeping up with her kids, and still sets the sparkle in the eye of her hubby, just waiting to be set free.
I guess what I am getting at is that I'm realizing how crucial being faithful in fitness is for me. I know I have eating issues that need to be addressed, and when I'm faithful in them at the same time, BAM! The results are amazing... I proved that last fall. Just the focus on food doesn't cut it for me. I need this pain. And although it doesn't feel like it, this pain is proof that I'm doing something nice for myself.
So instead of calling that pain terrible... today, and from here on out, I will think of it as glorious. It's proof that I pushed on toward a better me, one more day.
Monday, May 02, 2011
I started using SparkPeople 8 months ago when I had reached my peak weight and couldn't stand the sight of myself anymore.
For 2 1/2 months I committed to conscious eating and regular exercise and by Thanksgiving I was down 20 lbs and my clothes were starting to hang on me. I remember shopping for Thanksgiving dinner and I kept hiking up my pants cause my underwear were showing. I know it sounds weird, but it was a great feeling.
Then, the holidays hit. It wasn't so much all the delicious food coming at me. In retrospect, I know exactly what went wrong. Things were uneasy with our pastor and his wife. My card business was booming, and I started staying up till 2 and 3 in the morning trying to finish orders. We didn't have money for Christmas, so that motivated me to sell more and stay up later. We had over 2 weeks of visitors in December, and by the first of January my weight had crept up about 8 lbs. I know that it mostly had to do with bad sleep habits and stress.
I'm not doing this! I had promised myself I would never see that 200 on the scale again and I was getting dangerously close. I started trying to eat consciously again and I whittled away about 5 lbs. by the first of March.
Then I went on a trip back home to see family. I ate to keep myself awake on the 16 hour drive. I downed fattening coffees for the caffeine. I met with friends at restaurants late in the night and indulged in treats right and left. It was after all, a "vacation." In one week, I had gained 10 lbs!
Then to make matters worse, as soon as I got home, our family received bad news that would have a big change on our life, and may eventually mean a move for us. Wrapped up in that were friendships severed, and issues that hurt. I couldn't sleep at night thinking about everything. And how do you drown a sorrow? In chocolate. Or vanilla lattes. Or lasagna.
Since I've gotten home my pants... the ones that were hanging on me 5 months ago were uncomfortable again. And my goal... my 30th birthday... is only 2 weeks away.
I was afraid to step on the scale. I knew what it would say. Sure enough... over 200 again.
My hearts broken, but I'm mad too... I'm mad that I let my desires and my sorrows have the better of me. I'm angry that I couldn't keep sight of what is important. And most of all, I'm angry that I haven't stayed on the course that I believe God set me on 8 months ago.
So I'm getting myself up, and dusting myself off, asking for help from the One who knows my innermost being (cause that's really where the problems lie.)
It doesn't seem like the ideal time to start, but maybe it's like having a baby... there's no perfect time. Maybe it's just about jumping in with both feet and just doing the best you can for the rest of your life?
So I'm jumping back in. Even if I'm not where I wanted to be by 30, it's the mindset that is going to make the difference for me to stick with it through my 40's and beyond.
So here we go. God, please take my hand. I know that being over 200 lbs. is not Your best for me. Help me to achieve my god-given size in Your timing, and in a way that glorifies You!
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