Monday, November 11, 2013
I started last Monday. The time change helped me out, I suppose. I was able to get up early and get a work out in. I was able to stick to waking up earlier all week. I told myself you can skip 1 day if you're sore or tired or overwhelmed, but you absolutely cannot skip 2 days in a row.
I worked out 3 times last week.
Not where I want to be, but so much better than where I was.
I didn't meet my mileage goal, BUT I did so many more miles than last month.
Today, since I took Sunday off, I MADE myself get on the treadmill. I told myself, just 30 minutes, then while on the treadmill, since I was off work today, I said, may as well get 45 in, then 45 minutes hit and I decided 60 minutes it was... then I pushed on to complete 4 miles in 62 minutes... Now, mind you, my plantar facitis is killing me now-- I did my exercises to try to work it out. My fiance told me that I can't go from barely anything and expect to be right back where I used to be-- I know this, but it felt so good to get an hour in, to get 4 miles done in one workout. I was disappointed in my time-- it usually doesn't take an hour to get in 4 miles-- but I quickly told myself to knock it off, I finished an hour workout and 4 miles and that is great! I will get back to where I want to be, I just can't snap my fingers and expect it to happen over night...
My food has been really good. I've been doing really well with cooking and making sure to pack lunch and snack for work. Even when I was exhausted on Friday, I made him some quick burgers and made myself a huge spinach salad (for just over 300 calories!) instead of ordering out (which was his suggestion). I feel so much better when I eat real food. Saturday we celebrated my God Daughter's 7th birthday, and you probably guessed it, food was not the best-- she wanted pizza for dinner-- which led all the kids to Cici's pizza-- I went over my calories, but I didn't let it unhinge me and I didn't beat myself up for it (HUGE for me), I just drank plenty of water at dinner (instead of diet coke!) and then drank a big bottle when I got home, got up in the morning, had a healthy breakfast and stuck to good eating and lots of water all day. The scale didn't even notice.
What did this week back tell me?
I CAN DO THIS.
It isn't going to be easy, it isn't always going to be happiness and excitement, but I can do it. It's worth it, because I'm worth it. I already feel 100 times better. Imagine how much better I'll feel when these extra 40 pounds are gone-- my body will move easier, my back and knees (and I'm going to guess the plantar facitis) may even not hurt so bad?!
What are you going to do for yourself this week?