Well, I certainly didn't intend for it to be but yesterday (Day 5) was my day off. It's a long story and I will spare you the details. But my day off is gone. BOOOO
Cardio this morning - same track. I know I need to bump it up, it's embarrassing that I'm counting that as cardio. Next week I'll move to track 2. It's not quite as embarrassing.
I don't think I shared this on the other reports but I also did abs - 200 various style crunches (10 sets, 20 crunches each). That's something I really like about the P90 - the ab workout. It's fast and intense, so it only hurts for a minute! Plus it's an area where I really need a lot of work so it makes me feel good to think that I may actually see some progress.
We're car shopping tonight. Our car is so old and worn out, we need a new one badly. I am a bit sad though because I get nostalgic about silly things. It's weird because I can't really imagine not having that car...Benny bought it for me when we were dating. I say "bought" - he financed it in his name (he had better credit) and I made the payments. That's when I knew he loved me...it was huge for him to do that for me.
And we've had so many great experiences in that car - our first roadtrip together, driving off after our wedding, bringing M home from the hospital... And we've driven that thing all over - a lot of really great memories.
It got stolen once, taken in the middle of the night right from our house. It was such a crazy experience, the first time I had ever had anything stolen. Benny's nieces were visiting us and we were taking them home that morning. His oldest niece, only 9 at the time, couldn't find her hair bow and he sent her out to look for it in the car. She opened the front door, looked out and said the car wasn't there. But she was 9 and wasn't real motivated - "looking" for her bow consisted of her walking around in circles saying "I can't find it." - so Benny got irritated with her, thought she was being lazy and sent her out to the car again. This time she actually walked outside and came back and said the same thing. Then we knew. We walked outside and there was an empty space with broken glass where my car had been. It was surreal.
The police officer told us that it was one of the most stolen vehicles and that we would not, most likely, get it back. So we piled in Benny's truck (the second most stolen vehicle, we were told) and made the three hour drive to take the girls home and figured we would never see that car again.
Two days later I had a job interview for a program I had discovered called Student Support Services. I really, really wanted the job so I ignored the issues with the car and focused my energy educating and preparing myself so that I could get that job. On the eve of my job interview, at 2:00 in the morning our phone rang. It was the police. They had recovered my vehicle and needed me to come pick it up immediately or it would be towed, at my expense. I was so ramped up - I was happy that they had my car but nervous too because I had no idea what to expect...I kinda imagined it had been in a chop shop and would be a stripped down to a shell.
They were loading the suspects up as we arrived. Which really was not a good thing because seeing them just made me 10 times more angry. And when I walked over to my car I kicked something...I look down and it's a gun. It was craziness.
My car was in one piece but it was pretty trashed. The body of the car was a wreck and the interior had been slashed with a knife and burned with a lighter...just stupid. It was so much to process, my adrenaline was in overdrive. And it took us so long...I never went back to sleep. I did, however, manage to pull myself together for the interview. And I told myself that if I could nail this interview after that kind of night I would never have to worry about interviewing again...
So yes, it's silly to have an emotional attachment to a car but I kinda do...and I'm kinda sad that it's her time to go....
Friday, August 26, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Spinning Round & Day 4 Report
Guess whose alarm didn't go off for the 3rd day in a row! It really is getting ridiculous!
Evening workout was strength training - same stats as last time. Yay for staying on track!
I honestly felt like just letting it go. I have been crazy busy at work this week. I feel like I'm always saying that but man, it's just true. And I wonder if it will always be this crazy...and if it is, can I manage that?
I'm super, super pumped that I've stuck to the workouts...especially because all I've really wanted to do is find the couch and veg out. Pretty sure that's where I'm going to be on Saturday!
Evening workout was strength training - same stats as last time. Yay for staying on track!
I honestly felt like just letting it go. I have been crazy busy at work this week. I feel like I'm always saying that but man, it's just true. And I wonder if it will always be this crazy...and if it is, can I manage that?
I'm super, super pumped that I've stuck to the workouts...especially because all I've really wanted to do is find the couch and veg out. Pretty sure that's where I'm going to be on Saturday!
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Day 3 Report
Cardio done!
Same stats as last time - I'm doing a pre-programmed track from my treadmill so it won't vary until I move up to the next track. Which should be late next week. Maybe.
It was an easier run, which is good because it's really barely running. But for someone out of shape it's just good to get moving, even if it is slow.
And instead of being discouraged that I am basically having to start all over, I am encouraged that I'm doing it at all. It's better to do something than to do nothing, right?
Same stats as last time - I'm doing a pre-programmed track from my treadmill so it won't vary until I move up to the next track. Which should be late next week. Maybe.
It was an easier run, which is good because it's really barely running. But for someone out of shape it's just good to get moving, even if it is slow.
And instead of being discouraged that I am basically having to start all over, I am encouraged that I'm doing it at all. It's better to do something than to do nothing, right?
Highly Suspect
I think...no, I'm pretty sure I know, that I'm being sabotaged. This morning, for the second day in a row, my alarm did not go off.
Monday, it simply didn't go off at all. I discovered that it had been set for p.m. instead of a.m. Okay. That happens. I guess.
So that evening I took special care to make sure it was set and ready to go. I tripled checked it. I went to bed prepared to get up at the crack of dawn and meet my tormentor, the treadmill. I was ready.
Except, that didn't happen.
This morning I rolled over and looked at the clock and...thirty minutes late. AGAIN. It turns out my dear husband changed the alarm clock and set it back 40 minutes later. As a favor. So we could sleep in.
Except, I'm not sleeping in - I'm trying to get this workout thing going again.
So okay, I worked out last night so he thought I wasn't working out this the morning. Guess he didn't get the memo that it's suppose to be an everyday thing.
I've been debating all night whether I should take this as my one day off or just try to run after dinner. I would rather save my day off for Saturday so I can sleep in a little and be thoroughly lazy.
I wanted to wait a few hours after we ate before I ran...which would be just about now. But just as I'm thinking I'm going to go put on my running clothes he walks in with my two favorite candy bars and tells me that I can have first choice...Pure. Evil.
I am going to run though. Really, I'm going to run and then I'll report back like the good girl I am.
But I'm not making any promises about the candy bar...
Monday, it simply didn't go off at all. I discovered that it had been set for p.m. instead of a.m. Okay. That happens. I guess.
So that evening I took special care to make sure it was set and ready to go. I tripled checked it. I went to bed prepared to get up at the crack of dawn and meet my tormentor, the treadmill. I was ready.
Except, that didn't happen.
This morning I rolled over and looked at the clock and...thirty minutes late. AGAIN. It turns out my dear husband changed the alarm clock and set it back 40 minutes later. As a favor. So we could sleep in.
Except, I'm not sleeping in - I'm trying to get this workout thing going again.
So okay, I worked out last night so he thought I wasn't working out this the morning. Guess he didn't get the memo that it's suppose to be an everyday thing.
I've been debating all night whether I should take this as my one day off or just try to run after dinner. I would rather save my day off for Saturday so I can sleep in a little and be thoroughly lazy.
I wanted to wait a few hours after we ate before I ran...which would be just about now. But just as I'm thinking I'm going to go put on my running clothes he walks in with my two favorite candy bars and tells me that I can have first choice...Pure. Evil.
I am going to run though. Really, I'm going to run and then I'll report back like the good girl I am.
But I'm not making any promises about the candy bar...
Monday, August 22, 2011
Day 2 Report
Wasn't sure if I was going to make it...had the alarm set bright and early but I woke up and rolled over and I was already 30 minutes behind schedule. Are you kidding me? Really, the alarm didn't go off? That didn't happen once the entire month that I stopped working out. No problem, just have to fit it into the evening, right? Then I'm dealing with stresses at work, get home do dinner, baths and bedtime and I'm not feeling well...the very last thing I wanted to do was workout. BUT I pulled it together and got it done...
Here is what I spent the last 50 minutes of my life doing:
Pushups:
20 Decline
20 Fly
7 each Wide/Tri/Standard
5 pound weight, 15 reps for each set (don't laugh, I'm out of shape!)
Back:
Heavy Pants
Back Flys
Lawnmower
Shoulders:
Military Press
Swimmers Press
Shoulder Flys
Biceps:
Standard Curl
Wide Open Curl
21's
Triceps:
One Arm Raise
Kick-Backs
Dips (20 reps)
Legs:
10 lunges
10 lunge/squat (5 squats with each set)
36 Three Part Squats (12 of each)
20 Calf Raises
Lower Back:
5 Body Raises (5 seconds each)
It's really obvious (especially on my body) that I need to get some chest incorporated in my routine. It's strange that it's not already included, since I'm doing the P90 video. You would think that would just be a part of it...however, that will be a task to add later. For right now I'm just concentrating on getting through the next 90 days without getting off track.
Wish me luck folks, I'm gonna need it!
Here is what I spent the last 50 minutes of my life doing:
Pushups:
20 Decline
20 Fly
7 each Wide/Tri/Standard
5 pound weight, 15 reps for each set (don't laugh, I'm out of shape!)
Back:
Heavy Pants
Back Flys
Lawnmower
Shoulders:
Military Press
Swimmers Press
Shoulder Flys
Biceps:
Standard Curl
Wide Open Curl
21's
Triceps:
One Arm Raise
Kick-Backs
Dips (20 reps)
Legs:
10 lunges
10 lunge/squat (5 squats with each set)
36 Three Part Squats (12 of each)
20 Calf Raises
Lower Back:
5 Body Raises (5 seconds each)
It's really obvious (especially on my body) that I need to get some chest incorporated in my routine. It's strange that it's not already included, since I'm doing the P90 video. You would think that would just be a part of it...however, that will be a task to add later. For right now I'm just concentrating on getting through the next 90 days without getting off track.
Wish me luck folks, I'm gonna need it!
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Day 1 Report
Cardio:
20 minutes on the treadmill, 1.15 mile run, high pace 4.0
10 minute cool down
My pace was way low. It really shouldn't take 20 minutes to run a mile. At that pace it would take me over an hour to run a 5K. The first 5K I ever ran I got done in 29:11. Not impressive but a whole heck of a lot better than an hour.
But I'm grateful I got in a whole mile, I wasn't sure if I was even going to be able to do that. According to the calendar, July 6 was the last time I ran. It's amazing how quickly the body will lose its stamina. But on the other side, it doesn't take too long to get it back either...
I feel so good I got that out of the way - it's a giant step towards getting on the right path. I'm going to do abs as soon as the tv is free and day one will be complete!
20 minutes on the treadmill, 1.15 mile run, high pace 4.0
10 minute cool down
My pace was way low. It really shouldn't take 20 minutes to run a mile. At that pace it would take me over an hour to run a 5K. The first 5K I ever ran I got done in 29:11. Not impressive but a whole heck of a lot better than an hour.
But I'm grateful I got in a whole mile, I wasn't sure if I was even going to be able to do that. According to the calendar, July 6 was the last time I ran. It's amazing how quickly the body will lose its stamina. But on the other side, it doesn't take too long to get it back either...
I feel so good I got that out of the way - it's a giant step towards getting on the right path. I'm going to do abs as soon as the tv is free and day one will be complete!
Two Steps And Back Again
Since I'm an eternal optimist I will start with the positives:
Since November I've been trying to incorporate a workout routine. Since January I have given up regular sodas and replaced that SERIOUS addiction with diet soda. Over the past 9 months I have lost about 18 pounds.
The negatives:
My workout routine has been spotty and gotten progressively worse. During the last two months I only got a few workouts in and over the last four weeks have done nothing. I am drinking diet but I'm drinking way too much soda, period. I should be drinking more water. I've managed to gain back 4 pounds. It's not a whole lot but it's a gain. And even worse is the fact that since I'm short, 4 pounds is a lot for my frame and probably looks more like 8-10 pounds.
But most alarming is this: While you don't get fat overnight, it feels like you do. It creeps on slowly, so slowly that you don't even notice. Then one day you glance in the mirror or see a photo of yourself and it takes you back, catches you off guard and you think to yourself "What the HELL happened to me?" It's a pound here and a pound there and then BAM, before you know it's 20.
At least with me....
So 4 pounds isn't a huge deal but it's enough to make me want to get serious. And since this is the first day of the week, I'll start with cardio this evening.
And I do want to clarify that it's not about weight or about being skinny. As cliche as it sounds, it really is about being fit and being in shape. I'm too young to be as lumpy and soft as I am...It's not that I'm uncomfortable with my body, I just recognize there are areas that could use some improvement and if I strive to improve myself in every other way, why should I ignore my body?
I've made the decision to post some pictures. I've really struggled with whether I should post these or not. One I posted (to show off my super fabulous bikini bottom find) but then I removed it. I go back and forth between who cares, this is my body and it is what it is...and ooohhh, I just don't know if I want everyone in the world to have access to that much of me. It does make me feel super vulnerable to be so exposed.
But I'm doing it. For two reasons - to help keep me accountable and to reminded of the reason I'm working out. So these are my before pictures and in 90 days (I'm doing p90) I will post my after shots. Technically, these are my after/before shots because I was bigger than this when I started.
I apologize about the quality of the photos. I didn't do any editing to them to make them dark or grainy (although it probably helps) they were taken in a mirror so they just aren't that clear...
So these really are my before/after shots. I bought these pants last September, for the job interview I had for the position I now have. When I bought these they sat right at my waist and were snug through my lower pouch...in fact, I was a little worried that they looked too tight. While I'm not discounting the progress I have made, I would like to tone my tummy and back. This is especially evident in the second picture where my middle looks really thick and you can see the bulge under my bra on my back.
These next two pictures are a little more revealing. Again, it's evident that the tummy needs some firming and in these photos you can see that my thighs are kinda jiggly (especially the left one, which for some odd reason is bigger) and there is a little bulge of fat underneath the sides of the bathing suit top.
Okay, so now I'm out there. All of me. Well, as much of me that I'll ever share! First day of the week, first day of working out on this new routine. I'm giving myself 90 days to make a difference and see what I can do....and I'm committing to keeping it real!
Since November I've been trying to incorporate a workout routine. Since January I have given up regular sodas and replaced that SERIOUS addiction with diet soda. Over the past 9 months I have lost about 18 pounds.
The negatives:
My workout routine has been spotty and gotten progressively worse. During the last two months I only got a few workouts in and over the last four weeks have done nothing. I am drinking diet but I'm drinking way too much soda, period. I should be drinking more water. I've managed to gain back 4 pounds. It's not a whole lot but it's a gain. And even worse is the fact that since I'm short, 4 pounds is a lot for my frame and probably looks more like 8-10 pounds.
But most alarming is this: While you don't get fat overnight, it feels like you do. It creeps on slowly, so slowly that you don't even notice. Then one day you glance in the mirror or see a photo of yourself and it takes you back, catches you off guard and you think to yourself "What the HELL happened to me?" It's a pound here and a pound there and then BAM, before you know it's 20.
At least with me....
So 4 pounds isn't a huge deal but it's enough to make me want to get serious. And since this is the first day of the week, I'll start with cardio this evening.
And I do want to clarify that it's not about weight or about being skinny. As cliche as it sounds, it really is about being fit and being in shape. I'm too young to be as lumpy and soft as I am...It's not that I'm uncomfortable with my body, I just recognize there are areas that could use some improvement and if I strive to improve myself in every other way, why should I ignore my body?
I've made the decision to post some pictures. I've really struggled with whether I should post these or not. One I posted (to show off my super fabulous bikini bottom find) but then I removed it. I go back and forth between who cares, this is my body and it is what it is...and ooohhh, I just don't know if I want everyone in the world to have access to that much of me. It does make me feel super vulnerable to be so exposed.
But I'm doing it. For two reasons - to help keep me accountable and to reminded of the reason I'm working out. So these are my before pictures and in 90 days (I'm doing p90) I will post my after shots. Technically, these are my after/before shots because I was bigger than this when I started.
I apologize about the quality of the photos. I didn't do any editing to them to make them dark or grainy (although it probably helps) they were taken in a mirror so they just aren't that clear...
So these really are my before/after shots. I bought these pants last September, for the job interview I had for the position I now have. When I bought these they sat right at my waist and were snug through my lower pouch...in fact, I was a little worried that they looked too tight. While I'm not discounting the progress I have made, I would like to tone my tummy and back. This is especially evident in the second picture where my middle looks really thick and you can see the bulge under my bra on my back.
These next two pictures are a little more revealing. Again, it's evident that the tummy needs some firming and in these photos you can see that my thighs are kinda jiggly (especially the left one, which for some odd reason is bigger) and there is a little bulge of fat underneath the sides of the bathing suit top.
Okay, so now I'm out there. All of me. Well, as much of me that I'll ever share! First day of the week, first day of working out on this new routine. I'm giving myself 90 days to make a difference and see what I can do....and I'm committing to keeping it real!
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