Saturday, July 27, 2013
Today, I weighed 181.2. Interestingly enough, that's exactly what I weighed last Saturday. (I weigh myself everyday.) I haven't weighed this little since 2004. That's pre-law school and pre-marriage. It still amazes me that I lost ten pounds post-op.
I decided to resume my walk for a bit, run for a bit workouts. I was doing that when I weighed in the 190's, but I couldn't run more than 1:30. I wear minimalist "barefoot" shoes, and 195 pounds is too much weight to run with just my feet's natural structure providing all the support. Normally, when I start up this program, I start off running just 15 seconds. Today, I ran one minute and then walked two minutes; I did this five times. It felt pretty good, too.
Right now, my goal is to get down to 173 pounds. I figured I'd keep setting a goal to lose 20% of my body weight. I look pretty awesome at 170 pounds, and I'm a freakin' goddess at 150. (I have really long legs, so I can carry a lot of weight.) Because I'm training to complete a triathlon, I expect to lose more weight. I know it's possible to run a 10k at 175 pounds, but it will feel a lot better at 150.
The river temperature is up to 70°. I'd like to go for a swim in the river, but I don't have my buoy yet. Because you're likely thinking "Huh - what?", here's an explanation: The Hubs is going to walk along the river bank to be lifeguard and sag wagon. To make it easier to keep an eye on me and so that he doesn't have to stare at my swim cap (which means he can enjoy the scenery), I'm going to buy some inflatable thing to tow behind me. I bought a surfboard leash to attach said inflatable thing to my ankle. (I saw someone swimming in the river with a 2' inflatable rubber ducky. Hard to miss that person!) I haven't received the leash, and I haven't bought the inflatable thing. It'll probably be a beach ball, but if I can find the big rubber ducky I just may tow one behind me.
Although I'm anxious to get into the river, I have to remind myself it's only July. We have a couple of months of relatively warm river water ahead of us, so I need to patient. (BTW, patience is not my strong point. I like to say "Patience is a virtue and ignorance is bliss; so, if you're stupid and don't mind waiting around, life if pretty good." So yeah, not real big on patience.)
Now it's time to write out a workout plan, so my workouts don't fall through the cracks. Right now I'm sticking with just running and cycling, and doing crunches when I get home. I really don't want to gain back the weight I lost post op. I really really really don't want to.