i don't know how much I weigh . . . and I kinda don't care
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
I haven't stepped on a scale in weeks and while I should be pretty concerned with how close I am to Onederland, I am no longer consumed about it. I would definitely love to be under 200 lbs. On the flip side, the past few days I have begun to notice changes in my body that I had not noticed before. I have noticed my clothes fitting differently. I have noticed that I don't eat as clean as I used to but I also notice that I am naturally cutting myself off when I am satisfied. This morning Derrell and i took my mother to breakfast and I ordered exactly what I wanted: a ham and cheese omelet (requested half the amount of ham and cheese), cup and a half of coffee and cream, breakfast potatoes with ketchup, 3 silver dollar pancakes and a side of bacon. I ate less than 1/3 the omelet, a slice and a half of bacon, all of my pancakes and potatoes. I didn't feel guilty at all. Because of that i bypassed lunch and just had the bag of airplane peanuts and pretzels as a snack. The hotel gave me a cookie which was a waste of 400 calories but now I am required to put in an hour workout in the hotel gym. I am going to research where the best place for dinner is without completely ruining the day. Considering yesterday I finished the day with nearly a 1000 calorie deficit from working my PT job, I am not too worried. Did I mention I am in Colorado this week?
I also don't care about the scale right now because I honestly go out of my way to move my body. When I workout, I try to push myself to my limit. When I go to work, I skip the elevator 98% of the time which equates to a lot of steps (I office on the 3rd floor and park in either the basement or first floor). I would also walk to a person's cube or office than send an email. And when I walk, I walk hard and fast. I have noticed my tummy is coming down a bit; I try to concentrate on my abs when exercising.
So I think this is becoming natural to me. It only took a year! I am trying to find ways to challenge myself. Last summer there was this huge, monster of a man who would train athletes at the stadium my sister and I would workout at. A year ago I thought to myself that one day I would be strong enough to get through his bootcamps. Well the other day, a friend of mine who is a womens pro fitness competitor posted a picture with the same guy. I commented on the pic about seeing that same guy and being deathly afraid of his workouts. Amanda tells me that I should join his bootcamps. I immediately said, "Hell no!" I am not strong enough to push 250 lb tires down a football field. But there is a little, teeny, weeny, tiny part of me that wants me to try it at least once. I will have to pray on it. In other news, I am registered to run my first 10k in two weeks. I have WALKED 6.2 miles but never run or jogged it so I am excited to see how i do. It is a virtual race so there will be less pressure. But my sister will be there to document my run with pics and timers.
Well you all have a successful week!