Day 1 of the New, New Me Went Pretty Well.
Sunday, May 06, 2012
Yesterday went smashingly well. Yes, I had Carnation Instant Breakfast for lunch. But cut me some slack - I hadn't made it to the grocery store yet!! :)
In other news, I made a very yummy taco salad style meal to celebrate Cinco de Mayo and then ran 5 miles. 5 was really pushing myself, because since my shoulder was injured, this is the farthest I have run. My legs are a little tired this morning. However, not as tired as my husband's, who attempted to run with me, but fell off after about 2 miles. Poor baby. I think I heard him wheezing.
Last night when I really, really, REALLY wanted some junk food, I ate a little yogurt and a 1/4 cup granola. Which I measured. It's surprising how puny 1/4 c of granola can be when you are trying to make sure you get the perfect ratio of granola:yogurt in every bite.
In the house I did a lot of cleaning, but not so much that I didn't have time for my sweeties. I mean, what good is a clean house if nobody's happy in it? So I did the basics, kept the kitchen very clean, and enjoyed my menfolk for the rest of the day.
So, since I was feeling so sassy about my progress yesterday, I went ahead this morning and decided I would face the consequences of a month away from measuring myself. Actually, the last measurements I posted on here were from like March 26 or something. So, I took a deep breath (actually blew OUT a deep breath to keep from weighing anymore than I should) and stepped on the scale.
NOTHING. It was EXACTLY where I left it. 114 pounds. Now if that don't beat all I ever saw... (Although I am sure that my 114 pound of softy is quite different than the 114 pounds of she-woman muscle chick I was getting to be before...)
So, let's get out that little measuring tape. The one that tells me when I've eaten too much cheesecake... 1 inch. ONE INCH DIFFERENCE. And nowhere except my waist. A single little inch added to my waist.
Now, let me just throw out there right quick that I don't think anyone should abandon leafy greens and run straight into the arms of Chester the Cheetah and his Puff Cheetos. BUT, I think this says a few things.
1. Exercise is amazing at maintaining weight, even when what you are eating isn't.
2. What you eat may not kill your waistline, but it still sure as heck kills how you FEEL.
3. You can be a short, petite, smallish person and still be very unhealthy.
In short, I am very pleased that I am not about to spend the next month backpedaling, trying to lose 5 pounds. Instead, I am going to focus on my food and strength and home and stress level and just not worry about weight at all. Today - Weights and some Yoga. I am actually REALLY excited about it! I have dusted off all my Jillian Michaels DVD's and promised her we have a date today.
Y'all take care and stay away from the Cheetos.