Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Saturday, I'm going to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. My husband and I have gone almost every year for the last few years. Last year, I had begun another effort to lose weight and had been on a pretty good streak when we went. I didn't eat horribly, but I wasn't counting calories, either. And I even worked out once that weekend, not to mention having walked all over the French Quarter and beyond. But it was the beginning of the end. Until last July.
So now I've been going pretty good since July. I've lost 20 lbs. I gained a few over the holidays that I can't seem to get rid of. But I'm on another fitness streak. Staying consistent. And it's Mardi Gras time again. Again, I don't plan on depriving myself in a place I love and where I love the food, but I don't intend to go nuts either. And I will have a praline and a piece of bread pudding. Love that stuff. But this time it won't be the beginning of the end. I have important things to accomplish.
When I get back, my sister wants to do a mini Biggest Loser contest with me and my mother and whoever else we can get to join in. I've run one 5k and now have my sights set on a 10k. And I don't even like to run that much. But I love that sense of accomplishment when I go further and faster than I did before. So maybe I'm learning to like it. And I'd love to wear a really cute bathing suit and not wish my body didn't ruin it's "cuteness."
I just have to remind myself of why I keep on exercising and watching the food I eat.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
I'll be honest. Every year I resolve to lose weight. I was consistent in that way. And consistently, I never did it. Or not for long. A resolution means to resolve to do something, and I don't think I've ever truly resolved to do something. I've just decided I want to do it. Back in July, when I really started to lose weight, get fit, and eat healthier, I was truly resolved. I can be again. This year, I resolve to achieve something. I haven't decided what yet. Again, like always, I want to lose weight. But this time, I want to be truly resolved. I need to recommit to this. I lost momentum through the holidays. No surprise there. Here and now, I resolve to be resolved this year. That's part of my New Year's Resolution. And since I don't want to fail on yet another New Year's Resolution, I'm gonna take some time to think about what the rest of my goals for this year will be.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
It's 2 days before Thanksgiving, and I'm so excited. Not only is my Mom, Dad, Grandmother, sister Raquel and her 2 kids coming from Michigan to have dinner at my house for the first time, but my sister Shanna has decided to fly in from San Diego with her 2 kids, too! And it's a surprise for my parents. Because we live apart, especially Shanna, we don't all get together very often. This is quite a treat. And to top it off, I've talked my sisters into running a Turkey Trot with me!
Of course, now I'm nervous. I've never done a 5k. Ever. I don't even know if I can run that far. I know I can run 35 minutes straight, and that I often feel like I can run longer, but I don't know for certain. But I signed up, and I'm gonna do it. Especially since I had to convince one of my sisters that SHE could do it. It'll be fun. And it'll make us feel a little less guilty about enjoying the family meal, and hopefully make me a little more mindful about what's going into my mouth.
So right now, I want to give thanks for having a wonderful family. A husband who's so excited about having my family in our home. Two wonderful sons that just give me so much joy. And parents, sisters, nieces, nephew, and grandparents who have always been there and who I expect to be around for a long time to come. And that doesn't even touch on the other spectacular relatives I have. I love them all. We all have faults, but we also know what's important. Family.
P.S. Thank you to Sparkpeople for helping me to be a healthier person this Thanksgiving.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
This is a quick entry that will probably get longer, as I write. I just wanted to note the things I've been doing that have been working for me. I have a fear of losing my motivation and losing all the gains I've made.
I've started running three days a week, during my lunch break at work. I really saw results on the scale when I went from walking/running 30 minutes to mostly running 40 plus minutes. I also try to get to the gym for a couple of hours, 2 days a week, but some time scheduling conflicts get in the way. Running helps get the pounds off, but strength training helps to change your body. I love to feel all of my new muscles. Anyway, now I'm afraid to stop, and winter is coming! It's starting to get cold outside!
My motivation right now is that I like the way my body is looking. But I can make it smarter, faster, stronger . . . Seriously, I really don't want to lose any ground here. I've found that taking part in the message boards, especially the challenges, helps me to stay focused on my goals. This is the farthest I've ever progressed in my quest to become healthy and fit. Note, I'm avoiding saying the word "diet," but, face it, a diet, even an unhealthy one, is a part of life. I just want to make mine healthy and reasonable, without losing all the joys of eating. And I haven't. My way hasn't resulted in fast weight loss, but it has resulted in weight loss. And it hasn't felt like deprivation.
Sensible eating and moving my behind. These are the keys to my success. Just a reminder, mainly to myself, in case I lose my way. I've enjoyed the challenge of running, even on those days when I didn't enjoy the running. I'm proud of myself for the gains I've made.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
In two days, I have my 20 year high school reunion. I haven't lost as much weight as I wanted, but I feel good anyway. I feel strong. I feel like I look good. Maybe not skinny, but I'm getting there. And I know it. And I know that I'll continue to work on getting stronger, healthier, and all-around fabulous.
Seriously, I've lost 19 pounds. My body is strong; my arms and legs look muscled. And even though there's still a layer of fat over my midsection, I can see some definition. I bought some new jeans that fit well, and I feel good.
Not only that, I'm beginning to enjoy running. Who knew I'd ever do that. I'm even considering entering a race. Not to win. But to finish. I find myself challenging myself each time I run to better my distance.
I knew I wanted to feel good and fit. But I didn't realize how truly terrific it would feel to realize that I've had some success. And that good feeling influences what I see in the mirror. I don't know what everyone else sees when they look at me, but I'm starting to see a fit person. And I love it.
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