Tuesday, January 29, 2013
I weigh-in each week at the community center where I work out. It gives me an opportunity to chat with the wellness coach and she keeps track of my weight, BMI, body fat % and blood pressure from week to week. Then after the weigh-in I workout for about an hour and a half.
The day was off to a good start before I left the house because I tried on a pair of jeans that I haven't been able to wear for months and was able to both zip them and sit down comfortably in them. I'm chalking that up to a major win!
The weigh-in went well. I lost 1.6 pounds since last week. I'd love to have lost a higher number but I did lose and not gain. I know the mantra about how losing 1 to 2 pounds a week is healthier and easier to maintain, etc. It was a good weigh-in and a healthy weight loss, but darn it - I am literally working my butt off and it would have been exciting to see another 3 pound weight loss. Yet, at this rate, it is very attainable to achieve my goal of 60 pounds by the end of the year.
I was definitely discouraged during my workout today. Normally I do 30 minutes on the elliptical, three different strength training machines and then 20 minutes on either the treadmill or bike. However, when I walked into the gym, a friend was on the treadmill. So I decided to do my first 30 minutes on the treadmill next to her. That would have been fine except that something came up and she left me halfway through the workout. But no big deal, I was feeling good on the treadmill and even upped my speed slightly higher than normal.
I decided to skip the strength training today because I just wasn't feeling it and hopped on the elliptical for 20 minutes... at least it was supposed to be 20 minutes. A couple minutes into the workout my left thigh cramped up to the point that I couldn't even bend my leg for a few minutes. It was like a charlie horse on steroids in my thigh. I had no choice, I had to cut my workout short because I couldn't go on any further. It wouldn't be so bad except I hadn't been to the gym for three days. I generally don't go on Saturday and Sunday because it is our family time together and on Monday my two-year-old had a cold and there was an ice advisory on the roads so I decided to stay home. Therefore in addition to cutting my workout short for the day, I feel like I am very behind for the week.
The good, the bad(ish)* and the ugly of this long rambling post is that I fit into my jeans (good), I know it was a good weigh-in but I'm still a bit disappointed (bad-ish) and my workout sucked (the ugly).
*Note the ish, the weigh-in wasn't that bad, I just have high expectations of myself