UGH. I get so frustrated with myself when I get off track, but I know I can just as easily jump back on. What contributed to my "off-trackedness" this week? Friday night Phillies party in the neighborhood...anniversary on Saturday night...October-fest party on Sunday. So basically drinking all weekend while TRYING to not overeat, but impossibly to track points. Don't get me wrong, it was a blast, and I did work out for an hour on Saturday, but still I know when I step on that scale tomorrow I will have gained weight.
On the plus side, last night I tried a Zumba class for the first time. It was a blast! Though I am totally uncoordinated, it was well worth it. And one hour of that level of cardio gave me about 7 Activity Points! Which is great, because I was so hungry post workout that I came home and ate half a hoagie before bed (See UGH at the start of this post).
And double UGH. Stopped at McD's today on the way home from Monkey Joe's to get lunch for the kids. Did not order anything for myself, just got them 6 nuggets, a medium fries, and sliced apples to split. Which would have been AWESOME had my kids been hungry. But they apparently were not. So what did I eat? 4 nuggets and almost the whole medium fries. They ate the apples, I at the junk. Typical! Now I have used up all my points except 2 for the day and need to figure out how to get a workout in so at least I won't feel guilty eating dinner- LOL.
TOMORROW is a new day!! I did manage to get 3 loads of laundry done AND flipped Reilly's summer clothes, which was a goal for today. I want Rich to come home to an organized, clean house today. It WILL happen!
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
So much to say...
It's been 2 weeks since I blogged, mainly due to sickness that overwhelmed us, then trying to get back into the swing of everyday life. But 2 awesome new milestones to share in the chaos. On Sunday, 9/26, I ran my first 5K!! WITH the flu.
Friday night Rich and I went to the Phillies game and had an amazing time. Club seats, lots of drinks, blew all my weekly weight watchers extra points on Chickie & Pete's cheese fries. Woke up Saturday morning not feeling great, thinking it was more hangover than anything. Unfortunately, it was the start of the flu. At 2 in the morning on Sunday I woke up freezing, shivering, feverish. Nice. All with my first 5K that I had been training for TWO months for in 6 hours. I popped some advil, went back to sleep, and woke up pretending I wasn't sick. I ran the race in 34:30, only stopping to walk for about 1 minute up the GINORMOUS hill near the end of the race. But I finished! And then wanted to die.
The next 5 days became a nightmare of sickness (Reilly, RJ, and I). Missing work, school, Gymnastics, dance class, you name it. We missed it. BUT a week later, we are all healthy again. AND I got my first 10 pound weight loss ribbon at my WW meeting yesterday! I must say I am shocked to have reached my first goal in only 4 weeks. I have been doing really well. But I could be doing better. I am still sneaking food from the kids plates here and there. I am not measuring EVERYTHING. I am still drinking lots of wine (although using my extra points to cover it).
This week I am going to focus on following the plan 100%. Writing down everything I eat and tracking it. Getting 4 days of workouts in (rather than the 2 I have been averaging). Signing up for another 5K. Cleaning out the closets in the kids rooms, flipping summer to fall/winter clothes. Let's see how we do ;)
Friday night Rich and I went to the Phillies game and had an amazing time. Club seats, lots of drinks, blew all my weekly weight watchers extra points on Chickie & Pete's cheese fries. Woke up Saturday morning not feeling great, thinking it was more hangover than anything. Unfortunately, it was the start of the flu. At 2 in the morning on Sunday I woke up freezing, shivering, feverish. Nice. All with my first 5K that I had been training for TWO months for in 6 hours. I popped some advil, went back to sleep, and woke up pretending I wasn't sick. I ran the race in 34:30, only stopping to walk for about 1 minute up the GINORMOUS hill near the end of the race. But I finished! And then wanted to die.
The next 5 days became a nightmare of sickness (Reilly, RJ, and I). Missing work, school, Gymnastics, dance class, you name it. We missed it. BUT a week later, we are all healthy again. AND I got my first 10 pound weight loss ribbon at my WW meeting yesterday! I must say I am shocked to have reached my first goal in only 4 weeks. I have been doing really well. But I could be doing better. I am still sneaking food from the kids plates here and there. I am not measuring EVERYTHING. I am still drinking lots of wine (although using my extra points to cover it).
This week I am going to focus on following the plan 100%. Writing down everything I eat and tracking it. Getting 4 days of workouts in (rather than the 2 I have been averaging). Signing up for another 5K. Cleaning out the closets in the kids rooms, flipping summer to fall/winter clothes. Let's see how we do ;)
Thursday, September 23, 2010
An awful week...but an awesome weigh in!
So this week was supposed to be my "get ready for the 5K". Get all my training in, get lots of rest, etc. Sick children sure can derail that process. Came home from work Monday night to find a shivering, feverish, RJ curled up in a blanket with Angela (better known as "Ah"), our amazing nanny, on the couch. Within 30 minutes projectile vomit all over my bed, in my living room, and suffice to say an awesome lead in to 3 sleepless nights. A trip to the Ped yesterday morning confirmed double ear infections, which explains the 3 am screaming requests to go downstairs, watch TV and "snuggle me mama". Camp Rock is not as cool at 3 am, I promise you. So after 2 very tiring days/nights, grumpy exchanges with a very tired Rich, and lots of "snuggling me mama", I was able to get to work yesterday and go to my weekly weigh in at Weight Watchers.
AHA! I expected 2 pounds, I was crossing my fingers for 3, but got 5.6! Could not believe it, considering I had one night last week with too many white wines, and a few cheats that didn't make it into the book on Sunday. But overall I worked the plan and continued to learn about making the right choices and shocked by the nutritional value of previous foods I was eating. Am I hungry? Yes, at certain times of day I am. Did I eat RJ's dinner on Monday night because he was too sick to eat and I was STARVING? Yes I did. But I sucked it up and added up those 9 points for a ridiculously small amount of food and wrote it down. (But hey, I got a few tater tots out of the deal). Overall I feel great about the loss this week, now up to almost 7.5 pounds in only 2 weeks!
My biggest concern this week has been the looming 5K, and the fact that there was no way I could run Tuesday morning at 5:30 considering I was up singing "Can't Back Down" with RJ at 3. So this morning, even though we were up again last night and I literally have been up since about 3 am, I still forced on those running shoes and headed out at 5:25 to meet my running partner. And though we were only schedule for a 2 mile run today, we did 3 to get ready for Sunday, and we even ran the last 3:43 uphill, you know, for fun. It wasn't bad at all! I am feeling good about Sunday and can't wait to cross that finish line. Between now and then, there are lots of real-life non Joy-centric things to accomplish to keep my mind off of it. :) And thus a whole other blog post needs to be devoted to stage three of my transformation. Organized wife and mother. If you thought running a 5K and joining weight watchers was biting off a big piece of pie, think again. My journey to overhauling the way I manage my life, my children's lives, and my home, is a much much bigger challenge. One that must be tackled, one day at a time, mainly for my husband's sanity. But that's a whole other conversation.
AHA! I expected 2 pounds, I was crossing my fingers for 3, but got 5.6! Could not believe it, considering I had one night last week with too many white wines, and a few cheats that didn't make it into the book on Sunday. But overall I worked the plan and continued to learn about making the right choices and shocked by the nutritional value of previous foods I was eating. Am I hungry? Yes, at certain times of day I am. Did I eat RJ's dinner on Monday night because he was too sick to eat and I was STARVING? Yes I did. But I sucked it up and added up those 9 points for a ridiculously small amount of food and wrote it down. (But hey, I got a few tater tots out of the deal). Overall I feel great about the loss this week, now up to almost 7.5 pounds in only 2 weeks!
My biggest concern this week has been the looming 5K, and the fact that there was no way I could run Tuesday morning at 5:30 considering I was up singing "Can't Back Down" with RJ at 3. So this morning, even though we were up again last night and I literally have been up since about 3 am, I still forced on those running shoes and headed out at 5:25 to meet my running partner. And though we were only schedule for a 2 mile run today, we did 3 to get ready for Sunday, and we even ran the last 3:43 uphill, you know, for fun. It wasn't bad at all! I am feeling good about Sunday and can't wait to cross that finish line. Between now and then, there are lots of real-life non Joy-centric things to accomplish to keep my mind off of it. :) And thus a whole other blog post needs to be devoted to stage three of my transformation. Organized wife and mother. If you thought running a 5K and joining weight watchers was biting off a big piece of pie, think again. My journey to overhauling the way I manage my life, my children's lives, and my home, is a much much bigger challenge. One that must be tackled, one day at a time, mainly for my husband's sanity. But that's a whole other conversation.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Can I do this?
This is the question that goes through my mind daily. Can I DO this? After having my kids, I decided I didn't want to be an overweight thirty something mom who gave up. I have worked hard to be in actually better physical shape than I was before having my kids, but still no where near where I want to be. How did I do it? Bootcamp started it all for me in the spring of 2009. I challenged myself to join Epic Bootcamp 3 mornings a week at 5:30 am (http://www.epicbootcamp.com/). I did multiple sessions, lost 2 sizes, felt AWESOME. Then winter came, I stopped working out and gained it all back. Spring came, I started up again, lost the weight, felt AWESOME, went on a few summer vacations and gained it all back. Do you sense a pattern?
So in August of this year, I decided to join my neighbors on a journey called Couch to 5K (http://www.coolrunning.com/engine/2/2_3/181.shtml). I have never been a runner, never had the desire. But I felt like, hey, I did bootcamp, let's see if I can run. That was 8 weeks ago and this Sunday I run my first official 5K. I am SO proud of myself and my neighbors for getting this far. We actually have already started training for a 10K and have our eye on that. But with all this running, do you think I lost any weight? No. Not a single pound. I actually gained weight because I was so damn hungry from running so much that I was eating like crazy. And still going out Fridays and drinking a bunch of wine and then eating french fries.
So I woke up one morning and decided to join weight watchers. I am one of those people who need a plan. Tell me the plan, what to do and how to do it and I can make it happen. Once I go off the plan, disaster. I did weight watchers before, probably 8 years ago or so and did great. I think I lost 10-15 pounds, felt great, probably went on vacation and gave up and gained it all back. That pattern of mine! So what is different this time? I really want it. I really really want it. I want to know what it's like to walk into any store and see anything on the rack and know they will have a size that fits me. I want to not feel awful when I go to try on my favorite jeans and they are too tight...again. If I really want to do it this time, it can't just be 2 sizes, you know back to my weight in college. It has to be all out, the best shape I have ever been in. I am pretty sure I can get to a size 10, but a size six sounds scary. And hard. But I keep imaging the finish line. Similar to the hearing "abdominals!" at the end of an hour long bootcamp workout and feeling amazing that I made it through the hour without dying. I am certain similar to how I feel crossing that 5K finish line this Sunday. But most of all I think it will take long enough to get there that I will have learned how to change my eating habits for good. Or at least learn why my eating habits are the way they are, and how to combat them. So wish me luck! Here goes :)
So in August of this year, I decided to join my neighbors on a journey called Couch to 5K (http://www.coolrunning.com/engine/2/2_3/181.shtml). I have never been a runner, never had the desire. But I felt like, hey, I did bootcamp, let's see if I can run. That was 8 weeks ago and this Sunday I run my first official 5K. I am SO proud of myself and my neighbors for getting this far. We actually have already started training for a 10K and have our eye on that. But with all this running, do you think I lost any weight? No. Not a single pound. I actually gained weight because I was so damn hungry from running so much that I was eating like crazy. And still going out Fridays and drinking a bunch of wine and then eating french fries.
So I woke up one morning and decided to join weight watchers. I am one of those people who need a plan. Tell me the plan, what to do and how to do it and I can make it happen. Once I go off the plan, disaster. I did weight watchers before, probably 8 years ago or so and did great. I think I lost 10-15 pounds, felt great, probably went on vacation and gave up and gained it all back. That pattern of mine! So what is different this time? I really want it. I really really want it. I want to know what it's like to walk into any store and see anything on the rack and know they will have a size that fits me. I want to not feel awful when I go to try on my favorite jeans and they are too tight...again. If I really want to do it this time, it can't just be 2 sizes, you know back to my weight in college. It has to be all out, the best shape I have ever been in. I am pretty sure I can get to a size 10, but a size six sounds scary. And hard. But I keep imaging the finish line. Similar to the hearing "abdominals!" at the end of an hour long bootcamp workout and feeling amazing that I made it through the hour without dying. I am certain similar to how I feel crossing that 5K finish line this Sunday. But most of all I think it will take long enough to get there that I will have learned how to change my eating habits for good. Or at least learn why my eating habits are the way they are, and how to combat them. So wish me luck! Here goes :)
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