Friday, March 19, 2010
Weekends are typically my nemesis. During the week when I work all day it's easy to be 'in my routine'. Go to the gym, make my breakfast of egg beaters & laughing cow cheese and a couple slices of low cal/hi fiber toast. A big salad and frozen entree for lunch, then I'm usually only about 600 calories into my day when it's time to go home.
Weekends, on the other hand, are both wonderful (obviously) and terrible, because I'm a snacker, and the kitchen is THIS CLOSE all weekend long. Ugh! I can undo an entire week of doing good in 48 short hours.
I've been doing so well the last few weeks, but this week was my real test. It's Spring Break so I took a few days off to stay home with the hubby and kiddos and I was really worried about the long weekend, but I have to say that I'm pretty darned proud of myself. I've been sticking to my workouts, hitting the treadmill here at home instead of the gym, and logging every bite that goes into my mouth and even though we've been to the movies and the circus I've been OK. Haven't gone over my calories once, although I was a bit over on fat yesterday.
Still two days to go, and we have people coming over tomorrow - but I think I'm gonna be OK this time. Wouldn't it be wonderful if this could become a new way of handling the weekends? I'm working on it, one weekend at a time. :)
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Don't get me wrong, I LIKE my scale this week, it tells me that I've lost 4 pounds in my first week back in control of my eating and exercising habits. And for this I say Woot!
However, I've been examining reasons that I have not stuck with these better habits in the past, and I think part of the problem might be that I pay too much attention to what the scale says. I depend too much on it as an indicator of how I am doing and when it inevitably tells me something I don't want to hear, well let's just say that things don't go well. (Well, if I'm not going to lose weight why bother even paying attention to what I eat in the first place?!? - See? Not good.)
So this time I started with some focused workout plans. I'm doing 6 week plans to build my lower body (squats), core (crunches) and upper body (push ups), and a 13 week couch to 10K running program (cardio). I've even got a plan in place to do the Army Workout (thanks Jen!) after I finish those 6 week programs, so I don't just stall out - I'm bad about just exercising - but good about maintaining a training plan.
I almost felt like I shouldn't get on the scale at all this time, because that's not my main focus. It's too easy to let that darned scale sabotage me and frankly, what does that number really mean anyway? Doesn't it matter more that I'm eating within my calories and nutrients every day? That I'm fitting into smaller clothes? That I can run longer and lift more? That I FEEL GOOD?
Yes, yes, I know, there is some value to knowing your weight. You can measure your BMI, and once you are at goal you can catch problems before they get out of control. But frankly, I'm a solid 85 pounds away from my goal, so that's gonna be quite a bit of time to get to - even with my new lifestyle.
So for now, the evil scale is only going to get a shot at me once a month or so. Because I'm sure that I won't be able to stay away from it completely (it's a love/hate relationship - we've all had 'em).
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