10/31/2009
Day 19 of 182
Halloween and I am well on my way into my third week and already anticipating my weigh in this coming Tuesday. By the way, my husband NEVER moved, nor hid the scale. It is amazing that I have managed to stay away from the scale, mainly because of fear I am sure, but none the less. If I step on the scale this Tuesday and it hasn't moved or perhaps it has increased, I am fearful that I will give up. . .
I woke up excitedly this morning because I was going to have a workout partner other than my dog or my husband, but unfortunately I ended up working out alone (again) with Chula. I feel kind of bad for her sometimes because she absolutely hates the rain and I force her to accompany me.
Chula and I hopped in the car (we have an Element by the way which is amazing during the Oregon Falls, Winters and Springs) and drove out to Tryon Creek, which in case you have never been is located near Lake Oswego. Apparently it rained yesterday because the trails today were soggy. Last week, I went to Tryon Creek and had used a very old pair of running shoes, and perhaps you may remember, I slipped at one point and fell on my ass. I blamed my shoes. As it tuned out, it wasn't my shoes.
I was coming down one of the leave covered muddy paths and approached a wooden dock-like structure that is used to even out a really uneven and erroding area of the trail and noticed an elderly gentleman approaching. I tightened Chula's leash and prepared to pass him as he waited for us to pass. Youthful, energetic me passing the hundred year old raisin, I felt proud. That was until my right foot slipped out from under me and I fell to the ground, hard. Embarressed, the old guy asked if I needed help, sheepishly I declined was up and on my way. I am such a clutz! I am pobably the most successful clutz in clutz history.
Lessons learned:
keep the pride in check
walk carefully on the wooden bridges and fixtures at Tryon Creek
don't make fun of old people. . . . as much.
Activity
4.5 mile hike with Chula
Meals
Cheerios
1 banana
4 oz protein drink
1 hardboiled egg
1 spider roll
2 peices of nigiri salmon
2 peices of nigiri tuna
4 peices of california roll
1 handful low fat chips
raw carrots
rockstar energy drink
Friday
Operation Don't Be Fat Day 18
10/30/2009
Day 18 of 182
One Tenth of the way through! This is a milestone of sorts today, although I have no idea how I am doing pounds wise. I do know that I have made the following progress in these four areas:
I have lost 2 inches from my bust.
I have lost 1.5 inches from my waist.
I have lost .5 inches from my biceps.
I have lost .5 inches from my thighs.
It has been three weeks of intense exercise and disciplined eating and I am really beginning to see changes in my muscle tone and strength. I noticed that now, when I flex my quads, there are not as many dimples and wrinkles in my skin (i know, ewe!) and my skin's appearance overall appears smoother. The extreme DOMS that I experienced in the beginning has dissipated, even with the most trying of workouts and I feel stronger and healthier in general.
My husband and I went for the 3.3 mile walk today and I must say that I gained just a little (Okay, a lot) of satisfaction when he complained about his shins cramping up! Mine felt just fine. Hee Hee.
I have gotten so much support and love from my friends and family, it has been really amazing. I was really fearful of putting it "all" out there because I thought that people would judge me and make fun of me behind my back, but I am really glad that I embarked on this adventure. Others have told me that my actions have helped motivate them and I must admit that that is the best part of it all!
My pioneer ride went well yesterday, other than puking my intestines out afterward. I managed to ride to the bike shop, and the nice man at the shop made all sorts of adjustments for me for 5 bucks! I was stoked! I also got myself a fender so that I don't have to sport the tell tale look of riding in the rain. I bluntly explained that my ass doesn't need any additional attention added to it. It does just fine on its own, thank you very much.
Activity:
3.3 mile (50 minutes)
Meals
2 eggs scrambled
1 piece whole wheat toast
1 small pancake with1 tbsp peanut butter
16 oz Gatorade
8 oz 2% milk
1 cup miso soup
2 pieces of tuna nigiri with rice
1 Maine roll (soft shell crab, roe, avocado, rice)
2 pieces asparagus roll (rice seaweed, asparagus)
Iced Tea
1 cup Amy's Mac and Cheese with 5 oz tuna
1/2 cup frozen yogurt with fresh berries
Day 18 of 182
One Tenth of the way through! This is a milestone of sorts today, although I have no idea how I am doing pounds wise. I do know that I have made the following progress in these four areas:
I have lost 2 inches from my bust.
I have lost 1.5 inches from my waist.
I have lost .5 inches from my biceps.
I have lost .5 inches from my thighs.
It has been three weeks of intense exercise and disciplined eating and I am really beginning to see changes in my muscle tone and strength. I noticed that now, when I flex my quads, there are not as many dimples and wrinkles in my skin (i know, ewe!) and my skin's appearance overall appears smoother. The extreme DOMS that I experienced in the beginning has dissipated, even with the most trying of workouts and I feel stronger and healthier in general.
My husband and I went for the 3.3 mile walk today and I must say that I gained just a little (Okay, a lot) of satisfaction when he complained about his shins cramping up! Mine felt just fine. Hee Hee.
I have gotten so much support and love from my friends and family, it has been really amazing. I was really fearful of putting it "all" out there because I thought that people would judge me and make fun of me behind my back, but I am really glad that I embarked on this adventure. Others have told me that my actions have helped motivate them and I must admit that that is the best part of it all!
My pioneer ride went well yesterday, other than puking my intestines out afterward. I managed to ride to the bike shop, and the nice man at the shop made all sorts of adjustments for me for 5 bucks! I was stoked! I also got myself a fender so that I don't have to sport the tell tale look of riding in the rain. I bluntly explained that my ass doesn't need any additional attention added to it. It does just fine on its own, thank you very much.
Activity:
3.3 mile (50 minutes)
Meals
2 eggs scrambled
1 piece whole wheat toast
1 small pancake with1 tbsp peanut butter
16 oz Gatorade
8 oz 2% milk
1 cup miso soup
2 pieces of tuna nigiri with rice
1 Maine roll (soft shell crab, roe, avocado, rice)
2 pieces asparagus roll (rice seaweed, asparagus)
Iced Tea
1 cup Amy's Mac and Cheese with 5 oz tuna
1/2 cup frozen yogurt with fresh berries
Thursday
Operation Don't Be Fat Day 17
10/29/09
Day 17 of 182
I was thinking today, why is it that there are so many activities that we, as women, participate in which require us to "get ready" for. Now, I don't mean the basic things like taking a shower to go out, or putting on make up or getting dressed, I mean silly things like giving yourself a mini pedicure PRIOR to going to the salon to get a real pedicure just so the lady (or man) working on your feet don't look at them and judge you and your ugly, calloused feet, or paying special attention "down there" before going for your yearly exam, just so that "your lady area" looks presentable and not like an over grown jungle in dire need of a machete, or how about washing and styling your hair prior to going to the hair salon just so they can again wash your hair in order to cut, color or style it? It's crazy!
It's the same thing with working out! Now, I currently do not have a gym membership right now, but I clearly remember making sure that my ponytail was just perfect or that I applied waterproof mascara before working out just so that I didn't feel like I looked like a complete mutant while working out. Hell, I still make sure that my workout clothes match and that I look presentable and for what? At the end of every workout I look the same: Very sweaty, very flushed and my hair, very disheveled.
The amount of pressure that we as women place on ourselves for things that are so absolutely ridiculous is mind boggling and it doesn't help that whenever I purchase a "Fitness" magazine the exercise demonstrations have these picture perfect women performing them with not even so much as a hair out of place.
For once, I would really love to look at a fitness magazine and have a photograph of what a real woman looks like after working out, when she is exhausted, flushed and has had her ass thoroughly kicked by her workout. Now that is a woman with whom I could identify with!
Bicycle update: She is up and running (only one small hang up. . . my husband tinkered with the brakes and now I have to have them looked at.) I even got myself a helmet and today will be mu pioneer excursion!
Activity
5 Mile Bike Ride
(I was going to do more exercise, but began throwing up shortly after my initial bike ride and couldn't hold anything down until around 8:00 p.m., so that kind of threw off my plan for the day.)
Meals
1/2 cup protein drink
2 eggs with mushrooms
1 soy sausage
3 small pancakes with fresh berries and 1 tbsp pure maple syrup
1 Cup of No Chicken noodle soup
1 non fat yogurt
5 pieces of left over pasta
Day 17 of 182
I was thinking today, why is it that there are so many activities that we, as women, participate in which require us to "get ready" for. Now, I don't mean the basic things like taking a shower to go out, or putting on make up or getting dressed, I mean silly things like giving yourself a mini pedicure PRIOR to going to the salon to get a real pedicure just so the lady (or man) working on your feet don't look at them and judge you and your ugly, calloused feet, or paying special attention "down there" before going for your yearly exam, just so that "your lady area" looks presentable and not like an over grown jungle in dire need of a machete, or how about washing and styling your hair prior to going to the hair salon just so they can again wash your hair in order to cut, color or style it? It's crazy!
It's the same thing with working out! Now, I currently do not have a gym membership right now, but I clearly remember making sure that my ponytail was just perfect or that I applied waterproof mascara before working out just so that I didn't feel like I looked like a complete mutant while working out. Hell, I still make sure that my workout clothes match and that I look presentable and for what? At the end of every workout I look the same: Very sweaty, very flushed and my hair, very disheveled.
The amount of pressure that we as women place on ourselves for things that are so absolutely ridiculous is mind boggling and it doesn't help that whenever I purchase a "Fitness" magazine the exercise demonstrations have these picture perfect women performing them with not even so much as a hair out of place.
For once, I would really love to look at a fitness magazine and have a photograph of what a real woman looks like after working out, when she is exhausted, flushed and has had her ass thoroughly kicked by her workout. Now that is a woman with whom I could identify with!
Bicycle update: She is up and running (only one small hang up. . . my husband tinkered with the brakes and now I have to have them looked at.) I even got myself a helmet and today will be mu pioneer excursion!
Activity
5 Mile Bike Ride
(I was going to do more exercise, but began throwing up shortly after my initial bike ride and couldn't hold anything down until around 8:00 p.m., so that kind of threw off my plan for the day.)
Meals
1/2 cup protein drink
2 eggs with mushrooms
1 soy sausage
3 small pancakes with fresh berries and 1 tbsp pure maple syrup
1 Cup of No Chicken noodle soup
1 non fat yogurt
5 pieces of left over pasta
Wednesday
Operation Don't Be Fat Day 16
10/28/2009
Day 16 of 189
After another frustrating weigh in day yesterday, I decided to go online in search of a reason that explains my lack of pounds lost. I discovered several free software downloads that help you calculate how many calories you are burning, including your BMR and activity level. It also has a function that helps you exactly calculate how many calories you are consuming. According to this program I should be eating 3700 calories daily for weight maintenance and 2200 calories while trying to lose 2.5 lbs/week.
That seems like a ton, but my current 1200-1600 isn't working so, I am going to give it a try and eat more during the day. Yesterday was day one and I ate around 2000 calories and it really took a lot of effort. I am going to give it until next weigh in to see if this indeed makes a difference.
Yesterday was an exciting day for me! I borrowed a used bike from my brother the other day and spent a few hours yesterday getting it cleaned up. I filled the tires with air, removed several broken pieces, tightened the rear brakes and put new pedals on it! I was very proud of myself!
The saying "It's like riding a bike," meaning that you never forget, isn't exactly true as I quickly found out!
I hopped on the bike, pumped for my pioneer excursion and found myself hurling down my driveway, through the side lawn and through a bush. Stupid bush. It seemed that I had forgotten how to use the handle bar breaks. This is the second time that I nearly killed myself this week trying to exercise. My only condolence was that there was no one around to witness my embarrassment.
Today I awoke with a pleasant image in my head. Most people can recall the infamous scene from the movie "Office Space," when all of the disgruntled employees beat the crap out of the poor defenseless copy maker, while gangsta rap is playing in the background.
When this whole experience is over, and I have achieved my goal, that will be me, in a field, with my scale, a sledgehammer, an axe and whatever large, blunt object annihilating my scale, so if you see some crazy person in a field with a mini-arsenal, worry not. It's just me inflicting my revenge. Stupid scale.
Meals
1 soy sausage
2 eggs
mushrooms
slice whole wheat toast
mixed berries (strawberry, black, rasp and blueberries)
protein bar
apple
6"Subway Veggie Sub with Provolone Cheese
16 oz Gatorade
4 slices sour dough bread (spaghetti factory)
Small garden salad (Blue Cheese on the side)
Spinach and cheese ravioli with marinara ( half portion, I saved the rest for lunch tomorrow)
a scoop spumoni ice cream
1 Pint Hefewiezen
Activity
4.5 Mile Hike
(This hike totally kicked my ASS! Nut it was a GREAT workout and the weather waw cooperative) estimated calories burned (took me about 2 hours: 1200
Day 16 of 189
After another frustrating weigh in day yesterday, I decided to go online in search of a reason that explains my lack of pounds lost. I discovered several free software downloads that help you calculate how many calories you are burning, including your BMR and activity level. It also has a function that helps you exactly calculate how many calories you are consuming. According to this program I should be eating 3700 calories daily for weight maintenance and 2200 calories while trying to lose 2.5 lbs/week.
That seems like a ton, but my current 1200-1600 isn't working so, I am going to give it a try and eat more during the day. Yesterday was day one and I ate around 2000 calories and it really took a lot of effort. I am going to give it until next weigh in to see if this indeed makes a difference.
Yesterday was an exciting day for me! I borrowed a used bike from my brother the other day and spent a few hours yesterday getting it cleaned up. I filled the tires with air, removed several broken pieces, tightened the rear brakes and put new pedals on it! I was very proud of myself!
The saying "It's like riding a bike," meaning that you never forget, isn't exactly true as I quickly found out!
I hopped on the bike, pumped for my pioneer excursion and found myself hurling down my driveway, through the side lawn and through a bush. Stupid bush. It seemed that I had forgotten how to use the handle bar breaks. This is the second time that I nearly killed myself this week trying to exercise. My only condolence was that there was no one around to witness my embarrassment.
Today I awoke with a pleasant image in my head. Most people can recall the infamous scene from the movie "Office Space," when all of the disgruntled employees beat the crap out of the poor defenseless copy maker, while gangsta rap is playing in the background.
When this whole experience is over, and I have achieved my goal, that will be me, in a field, with my scale, a sledgehammer, an axe and whatever large, blunt object annihilating my scale, so if you see some crazy person in a field with a mini-arsenal, worry not. It's just me inflicting my revenge. Stupid scale.
Meals
1 soy sausage
2 eggs
mushrooms
slice whole wheat toast
mixed berries (strawberry, black, rasp and blueberries)
protein bar
apple
6"Subway Veggie Sub with Provolone Cheese
16 oz Gatorade
4 slices sour dough bread (spaghetti factory)
Small garden salad (Blue Cheese on the side)
Spinach and cheese ravioli with marinara ( half portion, I saved the rest for lunch tomorrow)
a scoop spumoni ice cream
1 Pint Hefewiezen
Activity
4.5 Mile Hike
(This hike totally kicked my ASS! Nut it was a GREAT workout and the weather waw cooperative) estimated calories burned (took me about 2 hours: 1200
Tuesday
Operation Don't Be Fat Day 15
10/27/2009
Day 15 of 182
The Satanic Scale is Dead to ME!!!
As many of my three followers know, today was weigh in day and I, being the delusional optimist that I am prayed (and promised my first born) that the scale would realize that it had made a gross error in calculations and display a number that reflected progress: It didn't. It was EXACTLY the same as Saturday. I hate the scale. I honestly, wholeheartedly hate the scale.
Most women, at least the ones that I know, weigh themselves in the buff do deter any extra ounce from impacting the scale and as I pulled my pajamas back on and sulked back the my bedside, I began to feel those same twinges of guilt, frustration and shame. I wonder, even as I write this "How can this be happening?"
My husbands response of "Well, at least it didn't go up," or "Well, your body is still adjusting," were not exactly comforting as I contemplated throwing myself from the Marquam Bridge. (This of course is an exaggeration, I would not seriously consider suicide for at least another six weeks without progress.)
I thought about my exercise routine yesterday and how hard I pushed myself. I thought about my meals and started thinking that perhaps my mother was right about the intensity in which I am working out. I vowed, for a split second, that I would not eat bread for four days. An arbitrary number I know and a ridiculous notion. (I made myself a slice of whole wheat toast with peanut butter immediately afterward.)
I sauntered down to the kitchen to make my morning pre-exercise meal: (The toast) 1 hard boiled egg (sliced in half) a soy sausage and a banana. I then proceeded to arrange my food into the shape of a smiley face. The eggs as the eyes, the soy sausage as the nose and the stupid banana as the smile. At least one of us has a smile on our face right now.
(BTW my husband mentioned that his pants were falling down. . . He has no clue how pissed off that makes me if he says it again, I will bludgeon him with the
scale! )
Activity
3.3 mile (50 milutes)
Chest Presses 3X20 (3lb weights)
Bicep curls 4x50 (3lb weights)
Tricep Extensions 3x20
Push ups 3x15
1 mile walk
Meals ( so far)
1 slice whole wheat toast
1 hard boiled egg
1 banana
1 soy sausage
8 oz soy protein drink
1 medium apple
protein bar
6" subway tuna sandwich
17 pretzels
1/4 cup brown rice with veggies
8 oz gatorade
2.5 peices veggie delite pizza
1 yogurt non fat
1 cup squash
Day 15 of 182
The Satanic Scale is Dead to ME!!!
As many of my three followers know, today was weigh in day and I, being the delusional optimist that I am prayed (and promised my first born) that the scale would realize that it had made a gross error in calculations and display a number that reflected progress: It didn't. It was EXACTLY the same as Saturday. I hate the scale. I honestly, wholeheartedly hate the scale.
Most women, at least the ones that I know, weigh themselves in the buff do deter any extra ounce from impacting the scale and as I pulled my pajamas back on and sulked back the my bedside, I began to feel those same twinges of guilt, frustration and shame. I wonder, even as I write this "How can this be happening?"
My husbands response of "Well, at least it didn't go up," or "Well, your body is still adjusting," were not exactly comforting as I contemplated throwing myself from the Marquam Bridge. (This of course is an exaggeration, I would not seriously consider suicide for at least another six weeks without progress.)
I thought about my exercise routine yesterday and how hard I pushed myself. I thought about my meals and started thinking that perhaps my mother was right about the intensity in which I am working out. I vowed, for a split second, that I would not eat bread for four days. An arbitrary number I know and a ridiculous notion. (I made myself a slice of whole wheat toast with peanut butter immediately afterward.)
I sauntered down to the kitchen to make my morning pre-exercise meal: (The toast) 1 hard boiled egg (sliced in half) a soy sausage and a banana. I then proceeded to arrange my food into the shape of a smiley face. The eggs as the eyes, the soy sausage as the nose and the stupid banana as the smile. At least one of us has a smile on our face right now.
(BTW my husband mentioned that his pants were falling down. . . He has no clue how pissed off that makes me if he says it again, I will bludgeon him with the
scale! )
Activity
3.3 mile (50 milutes)
Chest Presses 3X20 (3lb weights)
Bicep curls 4x50 (3lb weights)
Tricep Extensions 3x20
Push ups 3x15
1 mile walk
Meals ( so far)
1 slice whole wheat toast
1 hard boiled egg
1 banana
1 soy sausage
8 oz soy protein drink
1 medium apple
protein bar
6" subway tuna sandwich
17 pretzels
1/4 cup brown rice with veggies
8 oz gatorade
2.5 peices veggie delite pizza
1 yogurt non fat
1 cup squash
Monday
At This Point
I wasn't always overweight. When I was a teenager, I was 5'11" and weighed 158 lbs. I was stick thin and in hindsight, I viewed myself as fat. Like many women, with age came pounds. Slowly my weight crept up. When I was about 22, I lost my extra weight and found myself at my personal "healthy" weight which hovered around 180 lbs. For my height and body type 180 lbs is perfect. . . .hence my desire to lose 60 lbs.
I went to the grocery store today, on an empty stomach and it is absolutely true what they say: Try to avoid the grocery store when you are hungry! It makes walking past that delectable snack that much harder.
One thing that I have learned from my limited experience is that you really can't depend on those around you to help keep you motivated. It has to come from deep within your soul and your ambition. When I first began this process, I practically castrated my husband because he wasn't saying the things that I felt like I needed him to say. He (it seemed at the time) appeared to be apathetic and non supportive. I wasn't being fair.
It occurred to me today while I was preparing myself for my last 25 crunches that this was definitely on me. I found myself rationalizing the fact that I didn't REALLY need to do that last set. What was the difference anyway? Then I closed my eyes and pictured my goal and voila! The drive to do my last set magically arrived.
I guess what I am trying to say is looking to others to provide motivation will not help you stay motivated. Your friends and family are there for support, but not necessarily incentive. You have the power to change your life, you have the power to stay motivated.
I went to the grocery store today, on an empty stomach and it is absolutely true what they say: Try to avoid the grocery store when you are hungry! It makes walking past that delectable snack that much harder.
One thing that I have learned from my limited experience is that you really can't depend on those around you to help keep you motivated. It has to come from deep within your soul and your ambition. When I first began this process, I practically castrated my husband because he wasn't saying the things that I felt like I needed him to say. He (it seemed at the time) appeared to be apathetic and non supportive. I wasn't being fair.
It occurred to me today while I was preparing myself for my last 25 crunches that this was definitely on me. I found myself rationalizing the fact that I didn't REALLY need to do that last set. What was the difference anyway? Then I closed my eyes and pictured my goal and voila! The drive to do my last set magically arrived.
I guess what I am trying to say is looking to others to provide motivation will not help you stay motivated. Your friends and family are there for support, but not necessarily incentive. You have the power to change your life, you have the power to stay motivated.
Operation DOn't Be Fat Day 14
10/26/2009
Day14 of182
Oh Monday. Who doesn't just LOVE Mondays? I suppose about 90% of the population, but for me it means that my "day off" has come to an end and I must resume my regularly scheduled program.
I have alerted some friends and family of my new blogging efforts and it was very intimidating. As a woman, you never want to disclose something as personal as your personal girth, but I figure the more people who know, the more people I will have to support me. So I would like to thank my friends and family for reading my blog and supporting my efforts, (that is if you are indeed reading this diet laden diatribe.)
Again, of course, it is pouring outside AND by the looks of it very cold. I just threw my workout shirt into the dryer ( I am questioning why at this point) but soon, Chula and I will be out there burning some much unneeded calories. I have read a few posts on the internet that suggest that it is a good thing to work out in the morning BEFORE breakfast. They say that it burns more fat, I call BS on that, but I am gonna give it a whirl. Chances are that the lack of food is going to make me feel like ass when I am done.
(Note: Do not attempt this! I felt like crap the whole time and was exhausted! I thought that it may help with my side aches but it made no difference. Eat something even if it is just a little bit!!!)
I am ESPECIALLY excited about my new running shoes! I bought them the other day after biffing it at Tryon Creek over the weekend! After falling on my ass, getting totally soaked and muddy, it occurred to me: New Shoes. Check.
Tomorrow is my new weigh in day. My husband DID NOT hide said scale and it's still taunting me from the other room. I feel like Jack Nicholson in "The Shining." I can almost hear it calling my name, suggesting that I bring an axe. Stupid scale. I hate you.
Activity
3.5 miles 50 minutes ( in the pouring rain, which stopped by the way once I got home: Of course it did. Of course it did)
Squats: 3 sets of 15 with resistance bands
Stairs: 30 times up and down
Side Leg lifts with Resistance bands 3 sets of 15
Calf Raises: 225 (actual 250)
Crunches: 225
Abdominal Leg Lifts: 3 sets of 15
Lunges (3 sets of 16 with 2lb weights)
Menu
8 oz Gatorade (so far)
8 oz Soy Protein Drink
1/2 Protein Bar
1 Banana
16 oz Gatorade
Small Veggie Sandwich (no mayo with provolone cheese, sprouts, cucumber, tomato lettuce)
1/4 (left over from last night) Gardenburger
17 pretzels
Yumm Bowl (with brown rice, lots of different beans, tomatoes, egg, celery,cucumber yumm sauce
Day14 of182
Oh Monday. Who doesn't just LOVE Mondays? I suppose about 90% of the population, but for me it means that my "day off" has come to an end and I must resume my regularly scheduled program.
I have alerted some friends and family of my new blogging efforts and it was very intimidating. As a woman, you never want to disclose something as personal as your personal girth, but I figure the more people who know, the more people I will have to support me. So I would like to thank my friends and family for reading my blog and supporting my efforts, (that is if you are indeed reading this diet laden diatribe.)
Again, of course, it is pouring outside AND by the looks of it very cold. I just threw my workout shirt into the dryer ( I am questioning why at this point) but soon, Chula and I will be out there burning some much unneeded calories. I have read a few posts on the internet that suggest that it is a good thing to work out in the morning BEFORE breakfast. They say that it burns more fat, I call BS on that, but I am gonna give it a whirl. Chances are that the lack of food is going to make me feel like ass when I am done.
(Note: Do not attempt this! I felt like crap the whole time and was exhausted! I thought that it may help with my side aches but it made no difference. Eat something even if it is just a little bit!!!)
I am ESPECIALLY excited about my new running shoes! I bought them the other day after biffing it at Tryon Creek over the weekend! After falling on my ass, getting totally soaked and muddy, it occurred to me: New Shoes. Check.
Tomorrow is my new weigh in day. My husband DID NOT hide said scale and it's still taunting me from the other room. I feel like Jack Nicholson in "The Shining." I can almost hear it calling my name, suggesting that I bring an axe. Stupid scale. I hate you.
Activity
3.5 miles 50 minutes ( in the pouring rain, which stopped by the way once I got home: Of course it did. Of course it did)
Squats: 3 sets of 15 with resistance bands
Stairs: 30 times up and down
Side Leg lifts with Resistance bands 3 sets of 15
Calf Raises: 225 (actual 250)
Crunches: 225
Abdominal Leg Lifts: 3 sets of 15
Lunges (3 sets of 16 with 2lb weights)
Menu
8 oz Gatorade (so far)
8 oz Soy Protein Drink
1/2 Protein Bar
1 Banana
16 oz Gatorade
Small Veggie Sandwich (no mayo with provolone cheese, sprouts, cucumber, tomato lettuce)
1/4 (left over from last night) Gardenburger
17 pretzels
Yumm Bowl (with brown rice, lots of different beans, tomatoes, egg, celery,cucumber yumm sauce
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