Monday, April 15, 2013
Well, my answer to this question this week is – 360 minutes of exercise in seven days, and 4 lbs lost. Not bad, eh?
I weighed in at 168.2 lbs on Sunday, April 7. I had finished a busy week with travel (meeting in Toronto April 1 - 3) and three baseball games (think hot dogs, popcorn and drinking). I had weighed 165.0 on April 1. I was NOT happy.
I got my butt to the gym at 10:45 that morning and did an hour of zumba (11 – 12), followed by an hour of yin yoga (12:15 – 1:15). Yin yoga involves holding deep stretches for long periods of time; I think we did a total of four poses that class. I started tracking my food again that day, too.
Monday, despite a headache, I got to interval box after work (5:30 – 6:30). I tracked my food and went a little over – a friend was celebrating 1 year of business at his pizza place, so I picked some up for dinner to support.
Tuesday, despite lady pains, I got to Crossfit bootcamp (7 – 8). I tracked my food.
Wednesday, I got to zumba. I also ate more than I should that day – we went out to celebrate a coworker’s promotion and got an appetizer and dessert. I didn’t track lunch, but I know I went over.
Thursday, I rested (whew.) and tracked.
Friday, despite a long and boring day, and the temptation to leave early (everyone started clearing out around 4 p.m.), I stuck around and went to bootcamp after work (5:30 – 6:30). I tracked everything up to and including dinner…but not the drinks or late-night sweet potato fries.
Saturday, I rested. And rested. Honestly, I slept in until about 10:30, and then napped from about 4 – 6. We went out for dinner that night with a gift card. I didn’t track.
Sunday, I went to the gym for my double-header again, and tracked. Felt damn good.
Stepped on the scale this morning, and saw 164.0. Four down from last Sunday. One down from April 1. I’m also down inches – 1.75 to be exact. I’ll be honest – I dreaded some of my workouts last week. I tried to talk myself out of them. I wanted to indulge in unhealthy foods. I had mental battles – and I did end up treating myself to a medium ice cream from Marble Slab following Saturday’s dinner. But I kept telling myself – no excuses. If I choose to attend or not attend an exercise class, I consciously had to make that choice. And that made all the difference. I may have dreaded some workouts, but I don’t regret a single one. And seeing the results of last week, I’m motivated to keep up the effort this week.
What are you going to accomplish this week? I challenge you to own your decisions – no excuses. If you are going to skip a workout, own it. If you are going to indulge, own it.