Wednesday, March 07, 2012
I met with my trainer this morning for the first time since September of 2011. I had a hard winter. My dad grew ill and we found out he had liver cancer in November. He died in February. I spent the majority of the winter in the lazyboy, with a blanket and my youngest child. Each night, the comfort of rocking in the chair with him, kept me from getting my workouts in and caring about what I was going to eat or not eat. I lost (or thought I'd lost) most of my strength. My muscle turned to marshmallow and I just sat in the chair and watched it happen. I felt guilty for wanting to be healthy and take care of myself when my dad was dying.
Slowly after his death, my desire to regain what I have lost is coming back. Today, I found I have only gained 3 lbs since September. This was huge for me. I can lose 3 lbs in like 2 weeks! The bad part of this is, my body composition went through a pretty big change. My body fat % went up, and my muscle mass is down. This lead to gaining several inches and losing the ability to rock at pushups. In September, I maxed out at 42 perfect toe pushups. Today, I did 23. Still not zero, so I don't totally suck.
It is time to level up! I joined a 6 week challenge as I have been feeling like I need something to kickstart some motivation. I add to my list of challenges, journaling my thoughts each day. I will run a 5k very soon to get a base time to build on. I will run 5ks in May and July as training runs, as my plan is to kick ass at a September 10k, which is a cancer fundraiser. I hope to raise enough money to get my dad's name on the Memory Wall.