Saturday, April 28, 2012
So, for the past week I've not been tracking my fitness, because I've not done any dedicated fitness til today (though probably miles of walking). And I haven't been tracking my food, because I'm... in France! And figuring out what I've been eating would probably take me hours on the nutrition tracker. I've decided to not worry too much about it as I am in fact on vacation. Currently in Marseille, soon to be back in Paris for a week.
The ego boost: I've brought the kids I used to nanny down to Marseille to visit their grandmothers. The first day here, the grandmother whose house we're staying in, asked me if I'd gotten taller, or if perhaps she'd gotten shorter, to which I replied 'I would like to have done that (grown taller)'. She said 'well you've gotten thinner then.' My reply: 'I would really like to have done that.' When the other grandmother arrived a couple of days later, she asked me if I had gotten thinner. Unprovoked. So, I probably last saw them about a year ago, maybe a little less for the first one, and maybe (probably) they're just being grandmotherly, and perhaps it's because the last time I saw them I was wearing more layers, but it's an ego boost nonetheless.
The ego zap: shopping for new jeans in the Old Port section of Marseille, because the jeans I had, which I wore a lot in the months before leaving Paris last summer, have worn very thin in the thigh area (which is embarassing, but if I can't admit it here, then where?). I swear, one of the best results of losing weight (other than being healthy, etc, of course) is my jeans will most likely last longer. Hopefully. So shopping in Marseille for cargo pants or jeans, which often have the UK sizing on them at least, but rarely American sizing, is depressing all the same.
I know I need to drink more water and cut back on the (oh so tasty and dear god it's going to be worse when I get back to Paris) desserts and the amazing bread in the morning (actually no, I can't do that. I can't get that bread anywhere but in the south of France, especially with the grandmother's homemade apricot preserves). And when I get back to Paris, I'll have my workout clothes, which I did not bring south with me, and hopefully I can pick up a new pair of sneakers (I didn't pack mine, but they're worn pretty thin so I need to buy new ones anyway). So that's the plan. More water, resist having seconds of desserts (though at least I've been having strawberries... in addition to a pastry or half of one) even though the grandmothers keep offering, and workout more when I get back to Paris, so that I'm not completely off track when I come back from vacation.
Also, last night when I got back from the Old Port part of town, minorly depressed, I read the article about the Spring into Shape Bootcamp challenge. I thought, 'I could do that - no wait, I don't get back to the US until a week into it.' I realized that that sounded terribly much like an excuse and signed up anyway. My plan is to do the cardio parts of the challenge, and do a modified (lacking resistance band and dumbells) version of the strength training parts, until I get back to LA. So there. Take that excuses. :P
Just needed to put my plan (and problems) down in writing.