Feeling like Regina George...
Friday, September 06, 2013
I have a quick half hour to blog before class... A lot has happened in the last two days. Some of you may have noticed my fitness minutes climbing up.
So right after my last blog I started looking up the rates for the YMCA. In my area they’re running a special where they waive the $100 joining fee and you pay the dollar amount of the date. I went downstairs and convinced my mom to join with me, so for $3 instead of $100 (plus the $59/mo) we joined the Y.
Now I also stepped on a scale and it read 200.4. *dead silence* So apparently getting down to 191 about a month ago, it has ALL come back. I don’t even know how that’s physically possible unless it’s a few pounds of water weight that I’m HOLDING onto reeeeally tight again.
I also signed up for the myfitsperation.com Diet Bet team. Hopefully by throwing $25 in the pot, I can motivate myself to actually get moving again. Tuesday I joined the Y and ran around making sure I had an appropriate swim suit and goggles. Wednesday I went with my mom to work out and got in about 45 minutes of cardio. Thursday morning I went again with my mom and felt even more tired but did the Cybex for 20 minutes and a little biking for the last 10... so I barely got 30 minutes in.
Then last night my friend Erin called me asking if I wanted to ride bikes with her on the trail. She does this a lot. My butt has not been on a bike in like 2 years. So I got my mom’s bike ready and we took off... well she TOOK OFF! She kept saying, go faster, and you’ll get faster. Turning around and yelling encouragement at me. I literally felt like I was going to fall off and pass out. Finally I got about ¾ of the way she wanted to go and I just had to be like... if I keep going, I will not be able to make it back before dark with you. So I told her to ride ahead, go as fast as she wants, and when she turned around and caught me we’d ride back together. I didn’t want to keep her from getting in her full workout, I know its always hard to have someone slowing you down when you really want to feel the burn.
The plan is for me to join her once a week or so on Thursdays until I build up my endurance enough to keep up with her for longer bike rides. I can tell you today my butt, my tailbone specifically is SOOOOO SORE. An hour at a decent clip might have been too much for my first bikeride in awhile, but Erin was taking no excuses! It was a dang decent workout too. My armband could definitely tell that I was moving, and I got some “vigorous” exercise minutes. Part of my problem at home may have been that I wasn’t pushing myself hard enough. On the professional machines at the gym, and out on the actual trail, I was pushing myself a lot harder than I normally do.
The plan for today is swimming. I’m going to go home (since I only work for an hour today) and change, then drive back to the Y with my mom. We both publically have not been in swim suits in awhile. I’m trying not to freak out or have anxiety about it. I think that’s one of the perks of the Y. Yesterday the parking lot was full... so my mom seemed a little nervous. It was full of senior citizens doing a silver sneakers workout. So yea... I don’t really care what a group of seniors thinks about me. There’s no one really my age there at 10:30 AM (since I should really be working) – so it seems a little less stressful.
That’s basically it... no major news... I’m just going to recommit myself and try to use the money as motivation. My clothes are not fitting very well, and I do not want to have to go buy another pair of fat pants. One pair is enough... I feel far too much like Regina George....