Move it, move it, move it
Monday, June 10, 2013
Well I had five days where I stopped counting what I ate. I keep slipping up. Sigh. BUT throughout those five days I exercised. I did water zumba two days. I walked every single day, 10,000+ steps. I did three Leslie routines. I haven't lost anything and measuring myself this morning was a sad experience. So I KNOW that I need to count those calories.
I keep a photo of myself taken on a hilltop in England on my desk
I was 15 pounds less than I am now--5 inches less in the hips, an inch less in the thighs, 2 inches less in the bustline, 2 inches less in the waist. Sigh. Is it healthy to think about that? Can I get back to that level of fitness again? I ate quite a bit when I was over in England but I was walking, walking, walking every day. Probably averaged about 12,000 steps per day with a lot of that hill walking. And bicycling.
Oh and I haven't forgotten about the power of "leave its". I had a financial reality check this week (I DID get medical coverage, yay, and the monthly cost isn't awful but I still need to scale back) so I need to think about non-monetary leave its. I think the high points of my week last week were my two water zumba classes. Golly they were fun. And I felt great afterward. In fact, I enjoyed them so much I actually went back into the pool on Friday afternoon and did some zumba moves on my own. For someone who is rather catlike (don't like being wet outside of the water) that was quite the achievement ;)
This week I am continuing to help dd out with her child minding in the mornings. And I want to keep to my exercise routine. So my goal is to get up at 5:30 every morning and walk Mitzi around the golf course for 45 minutes, before it gets too hot and before the golfers take over. I can do two miles that way. (I walk a bit slower on average with the dog because of the frequent sniff stops.) Then two miles with Leslie and another mile for the evening doggie walk. Five miles, minimum. That should work until Thursday when I am going to Phoenix to meet up with a long-time friend of mine from Calgary. Squeezing in that many miles on Thursday may be a problem. But I will see how creative I can be.