Man, I knew 2013 was different, but I didn't think my verbal skills would dry up so completely. This seems to be the year of intuition, not reason. It feels as if I were winging it all the time. Which, as I said, was want I wanted to do - to hook into the flow and let it whisk me along. I just didn't think it was going to leave my brain so ... non-verbal. I written only one blog post on my personal blog and that was just the same old update I posted here a few weeks ago.
And now, of a sudden, it's February already. Time for some sort of progress report.
I'm still not at goal and I don't yet feel like I have the right tweaks I need to get there. But I am back at the gym on my beloved regular schedule. I had to cancel 2 sessions with the trainer but we met last Thursday and had the best session on strengthening my back. He gave me 4 new exercises that I am going to love incorporating into my routine. I was also pleased that when I went in earlier in the week, after a long hiatus, I was able to press 2 15 lb dumbells, 3 reps of 10. Yay Me!
Also, some weight lifting goals have been surfacing, murkily, like the little messages that you see in a Magic8 ball
I would like to be able to to do push-ups. Complete, all the way down to the ground, plank position push ups. I would like to be able to do 25 of them. With ease.
And I would like to be able to do pull-ups.
When I was in high school, those were the hardest exercises I was ever asked to do. I never actually did the plank push-ups - we were only ever asked to do what were called 'women's' push-ups. And of course, nobody ever worked us hard at this - we were quickly divided into ball teams and made to play games.
That's right. That's how I felt - just as we were starting to have fun, I was forced to play a stupid game.
I would have LOVED being taught about and pushed hard towards body building type exercises but I hated ball games. I wasn't interested in winning any dumb game. I was curious about and interested in becoming a better me. I still am. Note - I will be watching the superbowl, not playing in it.
So. Just one more great thing about growing up - you get to study what you want. By bathing suit season - which is June 1 around here - I plan to be able to do both push-ups and pull-ups. Multiple push-ups and pull-ups. And I will buy myself a new bathing suit as a reward. I already have lots of bathing suits, one of them new last summer, so aNOTHer bathing suit really is an indulgence. It feels like a reward.
Last fall the Weight Watcher's version of the fitbit finally hit the market and I snapped one up.
I have not had much luck with pedometers. Pricey or cheap, they last only a little while and then break on me. This has left me a little jaded about tracking gadgetry but hope is the little fire that leaps up at the slightest breeze and I plunked down my $. It costs less than half of a fitbit but it has a monthly fee of $5. It syncs your stats with your Weight Watcher eTools though, so it tracks my activity for me.
But the thing I like about the tracker is that it pushes me to to be active all day long. I have never had much trouble "exercising". I just didn't realize the toll I paid by being sedentary the rest of the day. In fact, I would have told you I'm pretty active all day. Only ... I am not. Or .. rather ... I was not. Just wearing this little tracker reminds me to get up out of my chair and go someplace. Walking to the restaurant instead of driving, stepping out in the afternoon for a stroll around town, and yeah yeah, I know, parking at the back of the parking lot - these things make a huge difference in my overall activity scores.
I know there are other monitors that do more - for example the Fitbit tracks your sleep. But this is enough for me right now. I chose to go along with their suggested program when I first bought my little tracker. I'm at week 9 of a 12 week goal to get a certain amount of activity into every day. It will be fun to see what they come up with after this and to see what sorts of goals I can actually choose for myself.
The really good news, of course, is that this tracker has lasted longer than any other electronic body monitor I've ever owned. 9 weeks?! That's a record.
And so - that is where I am right now - in the deep mid-winter of February. I want to leave you with a link to one of the most powerful blog posts about body image I have ever read. Most of you will have seen this because it's going viral right now all over the blogspehere but I want to do my part to share it here. It's called:
SO YOU'RE FEELING TOO FAT TO BE PHOTOGRAPHED