There are a lot of things running through my mind to blog about, but the one that keeps flying through is things I would have never done before. This is the first time I have actually kept to eating healthy for this long. Now, it's only been since December 28th, but still...that's a huge step for me. Saying that I see tons of reasons people do not eat healthy, or stop a short time after. It is expensive! That seems so crazy to me! I went to the store the other day to buy ingredients (mostly vegetables) for Mushroom Veggie Burgers & I spent 20.00...on veggies! Yikes! However, my families health is more important to me than what I spend on our food.
Another first is working out...yea I've worked out before, but nothing to this calibur. I'm meeting with a personal trainer once a week, and hitting the gym most every day. Of course things come up and I can't get in there on certain days, and I have to tell myself that it's okay...that almost feels strange to me. I am having to tell myself who has been a chubby couch potato that it is okay if you miss one day at the gym. That is a big accomplishment to me. I want this, and I want it bad.
Tonight, my mom and I tried a spinning class....boy let me tell you, that is a WORK-OUT! The seat hurts your butt, I could hardly keep up with which way to turn my fly wheel for resistance...just a jumbled mess. I wanted to leave, but perservered. I didn't do great, but I made it through the whole class. I am proud of myself and the person I am becoming.
It's really easy to get down on yourself through a life changing journey; however, the more days you make it through the stronger you get. I'm sure there will be many firsts in this journey for me, and I'm ready for them. 2012 is my year!
Friday, February 10, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Grand Scheme of things...
So, on January 31st was my one month of my new lifestyle change. I lost 8.4lbs which is four more ounces than my goal. I was really shocked that I actually met my goal. I knew with hard work and perserverance all my hard work would pay off. And, then...
I had some personal issues happen on Monday that completely made my week turn upside down. I have sort of been a slacker this week...not doing as many work outs and watching my calories, but not as hard as I have or need to. I talked to my best friend today, and tomorrow starts getting back on track.
We will resume our normal workout routine and get back on it! This is one of those times in the past that I would've really jumped ship on the whole diet/work out thing, but I can't. This is the time I need it the most. I need the adrenaline from working out, not only to melt the pounds away, but to melt the stress away of life. I need this for me...I am getting back on track and that's all there is to it.
After a month of doing this you would think that I wouldn't have anymore bad days, but you are completely wrong. You have days you don't do as well as you should've or wanted to. But, one day or one week in the grand scheme of things is okay.
It's being able to comeback from the week that defines where you are in your life change.
I had some personal issues happen on Monday that completely made my week turn upside down. I have sort of been a slacker this week...not doing as many work outs and watching my calories, but not as hard as I have or need to. I talked to my best friend today, and tomorrow starts getting back on track.
We will resume our normal workout routine and get back on it! This is one of those times in the past that I would've really jumped ship on the whole diet/work out thing, but I can't. This is the time I need it the most. I need the adrenaline from working out, not only to melt the pounds away, but to melt the stress away of life. I need this for me...I am getting back on track and that's all there is to it.
After a month of doing this you would think that I wouldn't have anymore bad days, but you are completely wrong. You have days you don't do as well as you should've or wanted to. But, one day or one week in the grand scheme of things is okay.
It's being able to comeback from the week that defines where you are in your life change.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Dwelling on the Number on the Scale...
Working out every day is very hard, and anyone who tells you differently is wrong! Since Monday January 2nd, there has not been one day that I haven't worked out at the gym...I'm exhausted. However, the gym feels like it is a part of my life now. As my best friend put it perfectly, "This gym feels like our gym now." Instead of us walking in afraid of what people would think of the two fat girls almost passing out after twenty minutes the first day; I'm sure they didn't think we would last a week. We have proved them and ourselves wrong. Go us!
I can tell a major difference in how in shape I now am. I don't mean skinny...I mean my actual health. In Zumba yesterday I was able to do more of the moves than a lot of the skinny girls were. And, two of them actually left in the middle of the class!! But, I stuck through it. I was so proud of me. I was beet red and out of breath the whole time, but I did it. I feel that that is a major improvement from the first day I walked into the gym. I haven't seen a giant jump down on my scale; however, I look so much leaner.
I'm the first one to tell you that I dwell on the number on the scale. I've learned the past week that you just can't do that. I know that eventually the pounds will fall off, but the inches are going to come off first. I know that by doing the weight lifting machines that I am gaining muscle...and muscle weighs more than fat; however, when you jump on the scale hoping to see huge differences, and you don't you get kind of disappointed. I am done letting that get me down. I've been in the gym for 25 days straight, and I know that in the end that wont fail me. I'm eating right and exercising...I can't fail.
I won't fail. I am going to keep chugging along. There are days when I feel like I failed myself, but I get up the next day and start a fresh. Don't let one bad day get you off your journey. It's been a hard lesson to learn, but I've made it through those days, and I can do this!!
I can tell a major difference in how in shape I now am. I don't mean skinny...I mean my actual health. In Zumba yesterday I was able to do more of the moves than a lot of the skinny girls were. And, two of them actually left in the middle of the class!! But, I stuck through it. I was so proud of me. I was beet red and out of breath the whole time, but I did it. I feel that that is a major improvement from the first day I walked into the gym. I haven't seen a giant jump down on my scale; however, I look so much leaner.
I'm the first one to tell you that I dwell on the number on the scale. I've learned the past week that you just can't do that. I know that eventually the pounds will fall off, but the inches are going to come off first. I know that by doing the weight lifting machines that I am gaining muscle...and muscle weighs more than fat; however, when you jump on the scale hoping to see huge differences, and you don't you get kind of disappointed. I am done letting that get me down. I've been in the gym for 25 days straight, and I know that in the end that wont fail me. I'm eating right and exercising...I can't fail.
I won't fail. I am going to keep chugging along. There are days when I feel like I failed myself, but I get up the next day and start a fresh. Don't let one bad day get you off your journey. It's been a hard lesson to learn, but I've made it through those days, and I can do this!!
Thursday, January 12, 2012
My Before Pictures...
First of thank you for even reading this. I am writing this not only to help motivate me throughout my journey, but hopefully motivate some other people to start a life change. I know it is very cliche to start a "life change" around the New Year; however, this was very different for me. It started back in September around my beautiful daughter's 6th birthday, we had family photographs made. We used the same wonderful photographer we always seem to use, and as always she delivered amazing photos. The only problem I had with them was me. I looked so fat. I am the biggest I have ever been in my life, and that includes two pregnancies. What really upsets me about the pictures is I thought I looked so cute. I had a great dress, amazing shoes, had good hair that day...but my size just ate every bit of that up. I got the pictures back, and cried for a good hour. I still have not let anyone see those pictures. That's how ashamed I am.
That started a downward spiral of depression. The fall is so busy for my family, yet there are so many painful things we have to get through. For those of you who don't know we lost my sister in December 2009. Her birthday was October 17th, and she past away two months later exactly.Throughout all of the sad times the one thing I have learned is that horrible and tragic things happen to you, and you can't change that. However, you can choose how you react to the situation. That is where my problem lies. I react by eating. I've seem to become progressively bigger over stressful times, as I am sure many of you have. But, I am doing my best to change that. I don't want to live this way, and something had to be done. I came to the point where enough was enough. That's where my journey begins...
I have one of the best friends one can have. We have been best friends for 11 years. We have been through ups and downs and everything in between. We have talked about our concerns of being overweight off and on for those 11 years. Finally, we decided that this was the last year we were going to be fat. We went and joined the gym on December 30, 2011. We worked out for 20 minutes that day, and felt so accomplished (Ha!). That following Monday we worked out with a personal trainer. Let me tell you that trainer kicked our ass! We were sore for a whole week. We laughed, we cried, but we made it through it.
It's been almost two weeks since I've joined the gym and stated keeping my calories in check and I'm down 3.8lbs.
This has also been sort of an issue for me. I should be across the moon excited; however, I guess I thought I was Biggest Loser when I ran and jumped up every morning thinking I had at least lost 5lbs. I kept thinking I have busted my butt so hard. I am always the fattest girl in any of the classes we take, and I shake my fat happily. I also thought my diet had completely changed I should see huge numbers on the scale, and was thoroughly disappointed. I had to make myself realize that I definitely did not put this weight on overnight, and it's MOST definitely not coming off overnight.
I am on my way to be a healthier version of me. I need this for me. Yes, I want my children to grow up and be healthy, but when it comes down to it, I need this for me. As a mother of two that works, I don't get to do a lot of things for me. And, I'm taking the time to be selfish and do something for me.
That started a downward spiral of depression. The fall is so busy for my family, yet there are so many painful things we have to get through. For those of you who don't know we lost my sister in December 2009. Her birthday was October 17th, and she past away two months later exactly.Throughout all of the sad times the one thing I have learned is that horrible and tragic things happen to you, and you can't change that. However, you can choose how you react to the situation. That is where my problem lies. I react by eating. I've seem to become progressively bigger over stressful times, as I am sure many of you have. But, I am doing my best to change that. I don't want to live this way, and something had to be done. I came to the point where enough was enough. That's where my journey begins...
I have one of the best friends one can have. We have been best friends for 11 years. We have been through ups and downs and everything in between. We have talked about our concerns of being overweight off and on for those 11 years. Finally, we decided that this was the last year we were going to be fat. We went and joined the gym on December 30, 2011. We worked out for 20 minutes that day, and felt so accomplished (Ha!). That following Monday we worked out with a personal trainer. Let me tell you that trainer kicked our ass! We were sore for a whole week. We laughed, we cried, but we made it through it.
It's been almost two weeks since I've joined the gym and stated keeping my calories in check and I'm down 3.8lbs.
This has also been sort of an issue for me. I should be across the moon excited; however, I guess I thought I was Biggest Loser when I ran and jumped up every morning thinking I had at least lost 5lbs. I kept thinking I have busted my butt so hard. I am always the fattest girl in any of the classes we take, and I shake my fat happily. I also thought my diet had completely changed I should see huge numbers on the scale, and was thoroughly disappointed. I had to make myself realize that I definitely did not put this weight on overnight, and it's MOST definitely not coming off overnight.
I am on my way to be a healthier version of me. I need this for me. Yes, I want my children to grow up and be healthy, but when it comes down to it, I need this for me. As a mother of two that works, I don't get to do a lot of things for me. And, I'm taking the time to be selfish and do something for me.
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