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Saturday, February 11, 2012
So I am getting to that point where I am bored with my exercises again. Man I need to switch it up sooo often. The living social deal yesterday was $30 for 12 beginner cross fit classes. I was really intrigued because I know people that go and they love it, but also really nervous... what if I am the least fit person there? What if I can't do some of the exercises and embarrass myself in front of the group?
But I want to conquer my fears. I don't want insecurity to hold me back as a person anymore. And I want to challenge myself to work harder. So I bought them. /gulp One of my friends who do cross fit showed me the exercises they do as their "baseline" test. I have until August to start the classes but I want to start in March, and spend the next two weeks working on my baseline results so at least when we do that I will be able to get somewhere.... pull ups are the main thing I need to work on for this. He said they modify to box pull ups but right now my husband helps me by supporting some of my weight. I don't know if I could do one even with the box... so yeah I need to practice that big time.
Squats and situps I think I have but I need to work on doing them faster in the right form. And there are a couple exercises I can't do at home, but I'll do the best I can to find substitutes.
In other news, I took my measurements today. It hasn't been a month since I did it last yet, but I at least wanted to measure my waist because yesterday at work I was able to wear my belt on the THIRD hole! That is pretty exciting progress to me because I had gotten to where I didn't even need a belt... then I needed one again, then I could move it up to the second hole, and now the third hole. So that is definitely measurable progress.
So I had my husband take my measurements. Since Jan 23, I lost:
1.25 inches on my waist
1.5 inches on my thigh
0.5 inches on my upper arm
I am super excited with my progress. My thighs are definitely the place I would like to lost inches the most and I can tell by looking at them they are smaller. I didn't know how possible it would be since that seems to be where my body stores all its fat but it is happening!
My hips actually went up by 0.25 inches which is odd, but maybe he didn't measure correctly last time or something. It doesn't really matter much to me. And my calves stayed the same but I am happy with them the way they are right now. They've always been kind of athletic looking because I have a weird habit of walking on my tiptoes when I am not wearing shoes o.O :)
One more piece of news... after last week's crazy binging, I realized I am not ready for the moderation approach to restaurant food. So I am starting a two week ban on it, beginning today. Wish me luck!
Friday, February 10, 2012
"Addiction is addiction is addiction. It is too much of something we don't need which proves harmful to us and which we pursue beyond logic." - CANNIE50
Wow. This quote just stopped me dead in my tracks. If I were an alcoholic and I realized I was, what would I be doing to get away from alcohol and stop it from destroying my health? Why do I treat my food addictions any differently? TOO MUCH OF SOMETHING. That definitely applies. DON'T NEED. Yep, that applies too. "PURSUE BEYOND LOGIC." Yes again.
I will be thinking about this for a while.
Thursday, February 09, 2012
This morning I faced my fear and stepped on the scale. After this week's disastrous behavior, I fully expected to see 2 or even 4lbs backward movement. Imagine my shock when I saw that the number was the exact same thing it was a week and a half ago - 130.8! I haven't gained any weight! I did a little happy dance into the shower, knowing I got lucky and with renewed desire to get back down to business.
There are so many detour signs on this journey, it seems, but the universe is always nudging us in subtle ways to just keep going, keep plowing through. Today I am listening.
Wednesday, February 08, 2012
Ugh. Since last Thursday, almost a week now, I have been on a runaway train. I wanted to go to a barbecue place we like for supper, and although they are independent and don't post their nutrition info, I looked at the menu ahead of time and made up my mind what to order. But then when the waitress brought the hush puppies they always bring, I had wayyy too many. I intended to have about 2 and stop but I had a lot more than that. Well the meal was good but the next day I had a salty taste in my mouth and I was like, "Ok no biggie, you have been doing well and will do well for the rest of the week."
Well that hasn't happened. Last Saturday we went to a concert and I ate... God I'm embarrassed to write it... nachos and cheese, a bag of peanut m&ms and two beers, one of them a tall size. I logged it all but needless to say it was a huge calorie bomb. :(
So then this week comes and I am getting my monthly craving for pizza... and there is this pizza place that is to die for that has a great lunch special. Monday was two slices of pepperoni, and tuesday was one slice of veggie and one slice of cheese. Again, an independent place so I don't know their calorie counts, but I tried to find something pretty equivalent in the tracker. Then today I had a reuben sandwich from a local deli... not diet food. /sigh
My husband tells me not to worry about it because I'm still exercising, which is better than not exercising I'll admit but the exercise is going to be for nothing if I don't get back into eating well. Typing it all out here makes me really embarrassed.
Eating out is SUCH a demon for me. It's there on the weekends, when you're bored of being stuck in the house and your homebody husband doesn't want to go anywhere, but hey he has to eat... it's there at the end of a long work day when you're too tired to think about cooking and you failed to properly plan ahead... it's there at lunch time when the idea of sitting in your office makes your endocrine system scream with protest.
Before I actually decide to go, I sit there and list all the reasons I shouldn't... you don't know how many calories you're eating, it's too high in sodium, you won't have enough left over for tonight which will make you hungry after dinner and you'll definitely go over... you're going to gain your weight back... etc etc. There are so many good reasons NOT to, but then I get in my car and go anyway! It's like being addicted to drugs or something.
Sometimes I wish I had somebody who would watch my decisions and smack me when I'm about to make a bad one, but I know that's wishful thinking. I mean that's what your conscience is SUPPOSED to do, but obviously I don't listen too well to mine.
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on your inches lost!
