Find Sand, Insert Head

I decided on not weighing myself yesterday.  Well, sort of.  I weighed myself...but I didn't look.  I had Miguel look.  I told him if it was over 190 I didn't want to know.  He told me that it was.  Of course I had to pester him with questions.  Was it over 191?  Was it more than a pound over 189.4?  I thought you didn't want me to tell you?  I don't.  Kind of.  Anyway, he ended up telling me it was under 191 but over 190.4 pounds.  So I sort of know but I don't really know and I think not seeing those numbers myself will help keep me from getting the scale blues.

So on Thursday I finally met my c25k match with Week 6/Day 2.  The session called for two 10 minute runs with a 3 minute walk in between.  During the second run I started to feel a cramp building in the bottom of my left foot.  My calves were feeling a little crampy too but I had experienced that before.  The foot cramping scared me because I didn't want to suddenly fall.  I stopped at minute 5 and started walking.  I thought I'd have to walk the rest of the way but after 3 minutes I decided to try and complete the last 5 minutes.  I started jogging again and I was able to finish without actually cramping.  I don't know what the foot thing is about but I hope it doesn't happen again. 

Yesterday's (Friday) workout went okay.  I had a busy day and ended up only having a piece of cornbread for lunch.  I got to the gym after work and felt frustrated with myself for not planning better.  By time I finished my workout I felt shaky.  In the past I probably would have thought little food + a workout is a good thing.  Now I know better.  Darnit, why do I let this happen again and again?  Ok, I'm going to put some AccelGels in my gym bag right now (done) so at the very least when if this happens again I'll have an emergency backup plan.  My workout was fine but I knew it would have been better if I had more fuel in my system.  I decided to do the plank again and held it for 40 seconds without too much difficulty.

Another ongoing frustration is my diet.  I'm doing pretty well under day-to-day circumstances.  It's late nights and "special occasions" that are killing me.  When I stay up late I get hungry after a while and lately I've been eating a bowl of cereal.  Those are extra calories I just don't need.  Another thing is every time I eat outside of the house seems to be a "special" occasion lately, even though I know it's not really.  Most of the time I'm not even hungry, I'm just eating for the fun of it.  I need to intervene with myself.  Not sure if WW is the way to do that or not.  I like the meetings.  I just looked at the meeting schedule and, unfortunately, none of the times are an easy fit with my schedule.  I think I'll just hang on and keep doing what I'm doing but try and cut out the late night cereal and the eating for fun.  I really don't want all my hard work at the gym to go to waste.

It's Saturday and I was planning a gym visit.  Miguel is working and doesn't plan to be home until after 6:30pm.  The gym closes at 7pm so that won't work.  I can either pay a day use fee to go somewhere else or I can workout on my own.  That might be even better.  I've been wanting to hit the outdoors for a run and today is a 25 minute run.  If I do it outside I can pace myself, slow down when I need to without necessarily walking.  I can do squats, lunges and calf raises without a machine.  I think I have at least one set of free weights around for the shoulder exercises.  Otherwise I can improvise somehow.  At least I'll get it done.  Even if Miguel gets home earlier maybe I should run outside regardless, I think I'm ready.

Slow Down Sister

I declared the party over on Tuesday but in reality it just keeps on rolling.  Tuesday evening I had a mom's night out.  I planned to skip all food and only have one glass of champagne.  Didn't happen.  Yesterday (Wed) I ate so much you would have thought I was in a competition.  I went out for lunch with a friend and ate a gigantic crab quesadilla.   For dinner my mom came over and grilled steaks and I ate a 1/2 one with a 1/2 baked potato and asparagus.  Wouldn't have been so bad if it weren't for the butter, sour cream, crunchy fat parts of the steak, etc, etc.  Not to mention I wasn't even actually hungry yet after my big lunch.  Then, after dinner, I had a board meeting at which I planned to have no alcohol and no food.  I did skip the alcohol but I ended up eating some "bad" appetizer type food. 

Because of all of that, plus the never-ending cake, I am considering taking a pass on my weigh-in tomorrow.  I remember Weight Watchers would let you do this now and again and I think it might be in my own best interest this week.  I don't want to see a big gain and start moping around and feeling bad about myself.  If I think I can handle a gain without getting negative on myself then I'll go ahead and weigh in, but something tells me I should skip it. 

The good news is my gym routine is still firmly in place.  My days off this week were Sunday and yesterday (Wednesday) so I will need to go each day for the remainder of the week (Thur, Fri, Sat) to reach my 5x a week goal.  I am doing Week 6/Day 2 today - two 10 minute runs with a 3 minute walk between runs.  I hope that goes well.  Then on Saturday I'll have a 25 minute run.  That should be interesting.  Wish me luck!

The Party's Over

And it's a good thing too, otherwise I'd likely see a gain this week.  We had little Myra's first ever birthday party on Sunday and it was a blast!  We had SO MUCH fun with all our friends.  The only thing about those parties is you never get enough time to talk to everyone.  But I had plenty of time to eat cake!  My mom got the cake and it was way too good.  Seriously, it was good.  And I ate a lot of it.  Too much. I won't even tell you how many bites and slices I ate on Sunday and yesterday - but I gave away the last leftovers last night so thank goodness it's gone or I'd probably be standing at the refrigerator right now with a fork. 

And I didn't let 35 pounds of extra fat stop me from getting in the pool with my babies.  I had a blast playing with Marek in the too-fun kids pool and then spent some time laughing it up with Myra in the water too.  The kids had a great time, seeing their smiles and hearing them laugh was the best part of the day.  Myra massacred her cake and also went to town on one of the chocolate dipped pretzels I made. 

I started out the holiday weekend telling myself that I was in control of everything that went in my mouth.  Too bad that didn't translate into a little more self-restraint but oh well, what's done is done.  Time to move on.  And I am.

I didn't go to the gym on Saturday or Sunday, planned days off. But I did yesterday and wow!  What a difference the time off made.  I did Week 6/Day 1 on the treadmill and I am certain I could have run 25 minutes without a hitch.  It just felt so easy.  I know from experience that once I start tallying up the gym days it won't stay easy but it sure was a nice break from the tough running sessions.  I did chest and triceps and core work followed by 5 minutes on the stair climber.  The stair climber is getting a bit too easy so I upped the pace to 43 steps per minute.  I think I was doing 41.  That's probably a barely noticeable increase but since this is done after my whole workout I don't want to get too crazy.  Closed out with a nice stretching session and left feeling ready to face the world.  I had this whole scheme to eat only fruit on Monday to cleanse from all that cake.  Didn't happen.  I ate more cake, some chips...you get the idea.  Like I said, good thing the party is over and the cake is gone.

Today I have a fun day planned.  I am off work today (I planned it because I figured I'd need to recover from the party) and I'm using my last massage gift card at Sonoma Mission Inn.  I'm headed to the gym now and then there to relax, rejuvenate, renew, re-evertyhing.  I need to be extra aware with the food intake the rest of this week but I'm feeling very motivated by my 189.4 weight.  I don't want to go back into the 190's and I would like to lose the .4 and pass the 10 pounds lost mark.  Let's hope I can pull it off!!

p.s. there was THE FITTEST super hot woman at the gym yesterday that I have possibly ever seen outside of a magazine.  She must be a fitness model or a competitor or something.  This woman would need NO airbrushing for her cover of Shape.  Her waist was like barbie's (as were her breasts) and while she was tiny, every muscle showed, including all her abs.  And she had full makeup on!  She worked out in an sports bra and skin tight workout pants and man, I had a hard time not staring at her.  If she's there again I might just have to talk with her.  I am dying to know what she does with that body (i.e. modeling or competing or what). /p.s.