Friday, March 22, 2013
There is no bigger wake-up call than struggling into a pair of jeans. *snort* Seriously. So... yeah, totally sedentary winter combined with a week at the boyfriend's where we ate out every time we turned around... yeah, once again I've got several pair of jeans in my drawer that I'm not fitting. *sigh* There's an upside, though, because true spring will arrive soon and before that happens I will be replacing the tires and tubes on my bike. I will soon be able to get out and about and get some riding in. :D
Also, on the plus side... sorta, depends on the way you look at it... the roommate has hit her breaking point. The point where enough is enough and something's got to give. Her doctors are convinced that she's got a food allergy that is causing her problems... plus she's a... a... crap, what's it called? Compulsive eater. She's got a lot to work through. More than I. I'm just lazy with a hormone imbalance. *lol*
Well, to be honest, all I've wanted to do in the past month or so is eat myself stupid. I have no idea why. I'm not hungry, I just want to eat. I need to keep my hands busy so they can't be used to shovel food in my mouth. *lol* So today, I'm working on some sewing projects. Good times!
The boyfriend has had a request from some of his nephews to show them how to properly exercise, so he's been stopping by a few times a week to work out with them, and keeping it going on his own. He's a Marine, and according to him at one point in his life he was fairly cut. Bad life choices and a sedentary lifestyle outside the Marines has left him a wee chubby (not that I mind, I love his body no matter his shape) but still well muscled. It won't take much to get him whipped back into shape.
Myself? I've never been IN shape, so... *lol* Anyway, my ideas are to go with the roomie whenever possible when she gets it in her head to go for walkies and hikes, and to take my bike out whenever I can. Now that my raise is in effect, I can afford better-for-me foods and such, and cut down on the crap... fingers crossed. *lol*
The roomie is another that was actually in good shape at one point in her life. When she was away at college she got down to her lowest adult weight and was a stone fox. *lol* No, seriously, she was sexy as hell. Unfortunately for her, she has lupus, fibromyalgia, IBS, gastritis, and a whole other slew of health problems, which complicates matters... losing weight will help with a few, we hope. She had a great theory the other day about her body's resistance abilities. "Look, I weigh (undisclosed amount). My body is totally used to lugging this weight around. My legs carry me up and down stairs and I only get a little winded. I'm doing better than most; I see women smaller than I who have to get around on the Amigos. My body is great at adapting. So once I start losing weight, getting back to hiking shape should be a breeze!" Here's hoping she's right. :)
As for myself... I'm just lazy. I have no theories, no excuses, no nothing. I'm lazy, and I'm impatient. I want to jump into exercise full throttle and fit into my jeans next week. I'm also easily distracted, so I will jump full-throttle into a program and then get distracted by something shiny. *lol* I don't do things on a routine. I do things as they fit into my day. Everything is fluid, and fitting into a routine just doesn't work. Hell, I don't even brush my hair on the regular. It's like, I will finger comb and be on my way, and when I get to the point where I can't finger comb, then I brush. It's clean, just... disarrayed. So working out on the regular and keeping such draconian tabs on my diet is just... not for me. I wish I could hire someone to do that for me. To cook my meals and prod me into working out. Some kind of personal assistant to run my errands and remind me of things so I can let my day flow as the Muse of Doing Stuff sees fit.
And I realize that this entry makes absolutely no sense. I started with a point, but I lost it about a paragraph in. *lol* That happens, sometimes.
Anyway, my point was that enough was enough, and I've got to start spring fresh and get off my ass. I need to hang my inspiration back up on my mirror, reinflate my balance ball, get tires on my bike, and just MOVE. And drink more water. :D Damn that Dr. Pepper. *lol*
Monday, February 11, 2013
So... I accepted a promotion at work recently, and just passed all my training earlier today. What does this mean? I can actually afford healthy food! Zoinks, Scoob! *lol* I can buy real running shoes! OH MY GAWD. Who's got two thumbs and is excited? This girl? You bet!
The silly thing is I've got the tv on in the background and Jon Stewart just mentioned nacho cheese body shots. *snort*
Y'know what else is also exciting? The snow is melting. Yes, I realize there's more on the way, but for now it's melting. SPRING IS COMING. Soon, my lovelies, the roomie and I can go for regular riverwalkies again, and go hiking in the woods again, and go to Warren Dunes for hikes and walkies and random tree climbing again! Yay!
Anyway, I've been wandering around Pinterest looking for good recipes and motivation and workouts and what not... Pinterest is the devil, doncha know. I've discovered some random things that sound weird but tasty, and I'm happy that I'll soon have the money to be able to afford the groceries to try these things out. :D
I'm making myself hungry as I type. Geesh.
This entry has no point. :) I now return you to your regularly scheduled Sparking.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Is it wrong that I punch the air and do a little wiggle dance when I see the scale's gone down another half pound? Nah. XD This excitement is just me dropping holiday pounds and getting back to my "norm." Anyway, I haven't really changed my diet much. Cut back on soda, don't eat out nearly as much... seriously, it's no fun by myself. *lol* Ever since the roommate went kosher, I only ever dine out with my boyfriend. Since I only see him 8 times a year... you see where I'm going. :) Anyway, even though I haven't been doing anything outside my normal activity levels, and haven't changed my diet from what I was eating before the holidays, my body is still bouncing back.
I cannot wait until spring, when the weather's milder and I can go run around outside again. I wasn't built for activity in single degree environments. *lol* I am a tropical people. I should be riding my beach cruiser all over Key West right now. Hee!
Aaaaaaaaaanywho... I just wanted to crow a little bit. :D
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Yeah. I hate to use the phrase "fell off the wagon" when I didn't so much fall as leap off with wild and reckless abandon, laughing maniacally the entire time. *lol* And I ran to the nearest restaurant and ordered a milkshake. XD So... the darling boyfriend was in town for two weeks over Christmas, which was fantastic for my heart, but not my waistline. *shameface* While he was here, I managed to put on about five pounds. Too many dine-outs, not enough sex to burn the excess calories.
Anyway, now that he's back at school and I'm once again all by my lonesome, we're both trying to get ourselves back into shape. He's going to watch his diet and hit up the gym at his school, and I... So far I've given up soda (again) and have tried to watch my diet. I haven't done any activity outside of what i get up to at work... yeah, this sounds lame, but trust me, I break a sweat at work at least once a day. I'm the freight manager, I'm getting my weights in from slinging product, and my cardio in just from jetting back and forth across the store. All the ladder time is great as well. *lol* Aaaaanyway, I've dropped a pound and some change in the last week just from watching what I eat. I'd like to get in more activity, but we're entering this hideous cold snap that's supposed to drop a crazy stupid amount of snow in the next few days, and I gave the stationery bike back to my sister, so... my activities are limited. Then there's my side work. (Yeah, yeah, excuses. Shush, you.) I've got an afghan to finish, a backpack to complete, a quilt to sandwich and finish, a winter coat to put together... Where does the time go. *snort*
Anyway... this is me, starting over again. We'll see if I can do it this time. :)
Tuesday, September 04, 2012
Whenever I think about going out for a spin on my bike, I think it won't be any problems whatsoever to go down to the end of the riverwalk and back. I remember that I used to bike miles and miles a day when I was 16... Admittedly, it wasn't for my health or fitness, it was because I was currently taking classes for my learner's permit and if I wanted to go anywhere in town my bike was my only mode of transportation. Well, I could have taken the ol' Shoe Leather Express (i.e., walking) but that would have taken FOREVER and a day, so, biking it is. My bike was a man's bike I really had to work to pedal. To this day I can't ride women's bikes unless I pull the seat all the way up so I fully extend my leg when I'm pedaling. Anyway, like I said, I thought nothing of pedaling the 2 or 3 miles out to Nicole's house, peadaling another mile back into town to Jonathan's, aimlessly pedaling another five miles in and around town, going BACK out to Nicole's, and then doing the 2-3 miles back home. I was a teenager in the summer who had no commitments other than to be home before dark. I had great friends who had the same lifestyle, and a great boyfriend whom I saw (and snogged) every day. I was probably in the best shape of my life! *lol* I was happy, I was healthy, I was getting my exercise...
Today I am thirty. My main commitment right now is work, which, including commute, takes up to 10+ hours of my day away. Add in all the other stupid adult things that need attention, like banking, laundry, housekeeping, errand-running... and that wonderful thing called sleep. I have discovered I require far more sleep now than I did then. I now think naps are the coolest things ever. *lol* All the summer friends have moved away and found lives for themselves, started families, have commitments of their own. The boyfriend and I broke up, didn't see eachother as often, and then went through several years of no communication before reuniting and picking up where we left off. He's now in Arkansas taking care of his own commitments, so the visiting (and snogging) only takes place for a short while every 6 to 8 weeks. I own a car now, so needing to bike anywhere to get anything is no longer a necessity. As long as I have gas money, I can go where I need to regardless of distance.
Now... that said, will someone please explain why I still think that I can ride my bike for DAYS and not feel tired in the slightest? *lol* I think, "Hey, I can ride to the end of the 'walk and back, no problem! I can go all night! yeehaw!" But once I get on my bike and pedal up that first hill outside the apartments I immediately regret my decision. What was going to be a 40 minute cruise to the train tracks and back morphed into a short spin around two of the side streets off my main road. One of the roads I'd never been down before, and I wasn't halfway around it before my lungs voiced their objection. I ended up going out for about 25 minutes, but that's still 25 more minutes of activity than if I had just chillaxed at the apartment all day.
Side note: I'm working overnights for the next three nights, and then have three days off in a row. It's my goal to actually take my bike out all six days in a row, if only around the 25 minute loop and not the full 40 minute run.
I'm feeling good that I got out, but feeling bad that such a small trip left me so tired. I'm kicking myself mentally for thinking I still have the stamina and health I did half my life ago. I was about 15-20 pounds lighter, my worst health problem was mild asthma, and I had plenty of people to go riding/walking with to take my mind off the pain.
(I just texted the roommate to see if she's interested in walkies anytime in the next 6 days... we can do short walkies after she gets home from work, and long walkies this weekend. No, I really have no idea why we still call them "walkies" even though neither of us still have dogs.)
Today, while not at my heaviest (186), I am heavier than I was. My health problems now include PCOS and a bout of Mono. I have far more "sit-down" hobbies as an adult than I did as a teen that consume much of my free time. I have no workout buddies other than my roommate, and our work schedules don't mesh most of the time. That said... why the heck do I think I can still do what I did then? Especially since I've been, for the most part, comparatively sedentary most of my adult life? Delusion, thy name is velvetalchemist. *snort* I am aware that, given enough time and focus, I could probably get close to how I was. I can be that active, (mostly) tireless girl I once was. I do think this bothers me more than my actual weight/size. O_o
So there it is. More focus on my stamina, less focus on my size. Sound good?
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