So I'm feeling more of the physically active mojo lately, and that's a good thing.
Bill and I have a walk scheduled for after work with the puppies, and then I'll finish off with a 2-3 mi run afterward.
We walked at OHS last evening, but that was only about an hour or so.
On the strength side of things.. well, Irish is incredible in what she has accomplished and absolutely made me realize I need to get back into that weights/strength game again.
Go check out her blog and tell me she's not amazing!
Talk about motivation to make it happen!
I am not comparing myself to Irish, or anyone else. I ~am~ admiring her hard-won ability and strength, and using that to motivate me!
I can swing the crunches, but honey I'm no where near close to the other numbers. Heck, I can't even do ONE boy pushup! I struggled doing 5 girl pushups the other evening (yes, after reading that blog), and rather than giving up, I opted to change to wall pushups until I can rebuild that strength again.
Don't give in to failure - go around it!
So I'm doing crunches and wall pushups alternately each day now. I still have my gym membership until March, so I really do need to make use of it. Just from the crunches and WPs, I can feel my muscles, a little achy, and I've missed that feeling!
My nutrition, however, is still in the crapper.
It's the same ole pattern - eating well during the day because I'm at work and I have my meals and snacks packed and portioned. When we got home last night, I had a delish chicken chili kind of dish Bill made in the crockpot, with a slice of bread. That should have been enough. Instead, I cruised like a shark toward the snack cabinet and spied the Ritz crackers.
Y'all know my horrible history with these crackers. Bill bought them while I was in recovery mode and not leaving the house. Believe me, he got the 'you suck' glare from me when he unpacked them initially. I had ignored them clear up until I didn't, and then I caved.
A sleeve of crackers with greek yogurt jalapeno dip later, I was overstuffed, uncomfortable, and frankly disgusted with myself - at least I was when I woke up this morning. There's always the morning after remorse.
I logged it, and my calorie count was ridiculous. Seriously ridiculous.
And that's why I'm still where I am. Yes, I'm gathering my resources and marshaling my troops and getting my *ss into gear - I need to reign in my eating, get my nutrition in order, and balance things out.