Everyday from the day my son was born on July 20 2009 until Jan3 2011 I had made excuses as to why I could not get active, could not eat within my recommended calories for the day. I was stressed, too busy, exhausted, preoccupied, no opportunity, the list can go on for days.
I don't know what happened this year aside from turning 39. Somehow I am motivated, magically. Everyday is better then the last. Sure, I have slipped up, my process has been slower because of those slip ups but it doesn't matter because I know I am not on that slippery slope. I can forgive the mistakes and carry on without wallowing in them. Is this how it happens, is this how people finally change for good? One day it's like a light switch turns on and they realize they CAN do it and the excuses just don't make sense any more?
Week 16 of being on Weight Watchers and I have lost 14.5 pounds, an average of 1.45 pounds a week. This week is the first week out of the last 16 that I haven't felt hungry all the time and I have stayed on track every day. I have also been more active then I have been in years and I don't feel the need to find excuses as to why I can get up, get out and get moving.
It has been a great 16 weeks so far, this one has been the best to date.
Telling myself "You can't do it" has gotten me nowhere when it comes to self image. This year I turned 39 and decided to tell myself "You can at least TRY". This is a chronicle of my attempt at getting into shape, sticking to my goals and all the trials and triumphs that come along with it.
Thursday 31 March 2011
Wednesday 30 March 2011
Out of bed, off the couch, on the road again
Today was day two of my Couch to 5km experiment. The idea is in something like 9 weeks you will be running 5 km (Very optimistic in my opinion). I have always had this internal dialogue that would say " running is not for you, you can't run half a block". Well today I proved myself right, disappointingly. I literally can only run a half block at a time. I was so cocky after day one, thinking "this is so easy why haven't I done this sooner". Today's leg of the experiment was a totally different story. The burning ...ohhh, the legs, the calves, the lungs. Then came the stitches, the sweat, the cramping...ohhhh Lord. I have doubts whether I can do this...serious doubts.
So, how does one stay motivated to keep up with something that seems completely doomed? I think this blog will help me to stay accountable. I hope it will get easier and I will be able to look back at the tragedy of today's leg and say....it's so much easier today then on day 2. I will say that coming home (limping home) with that warm ache, the hot, flushed cheek, sweaty and out of breath, I felt healthier. As unhealthy as I am I felt those 10 minutes of burning did SOMETHING, and it is more then I have done in a long long time.
So, how does one stay motivated to keep up with something that seems completely doomed? I think this blog will help me to stay accountable. I hope it will get easier and I will be able to look back at the tragedy of today's leg and say....it's so much easier today then on day 2. I will say that coming home (limping home) with that warm ache, the hot, flushed cheek, sweaty and out of breath, I felt healthier. As unhealthy as I am I felt those 10 minutes of burning did SOMETHING, and it is more then I have done in a long long time.
Tuesday 29 March 2011
Dedication...Own It!
I have never been a diary writer so this ought to be interesting...
I have been 39 for 42 days as of today March 29 2011. Only 310 days of my 30ties left and in some ways this is a relief. So much has happened in 10 years, my entire life condensed into a decade. My career as a designer, the "relationship", the journey through trying to conceive and eventually motherhood... knocking checks off my life list each year. I'm exhausted.
Dedication, stamina, ownership, reality... I don't want a blog specifically on my efforts in trying to lose weight because I think that would end in tears. Instead I will blog about my life and in that I will have to talk about my trials and tribulations including the diet, the running, the failures and triumphs that come along with a change in lifestyle.
39...it is the number that has inspired me to lose weight, not the number on scale. If I take control, be dedicated to the plans I have set and own up to the fact that I struggle daily with food then maybe I will finally get to where I want to be.
I have been 39 for 42 days as of today March 29 2011. Only 310 days of my 30ties left and in some ways this is a relief. So much has happened in 10 years, my entire life condensed into a decade. My career as a designer, the "relationship", the journey through trying to conceive and eventually motherhood... knocking checks off my life list each year. I'm exhausted.
Dedication, stamina, ownership, reality... I don't want a blog specifically on my efforts in trying to lose weight because I think that would end in tears. Instead I will blog about my life and in that I will have to talk about my trials and tribulations including the diet, the running, the failures and triumphs that come along with a change in lifestyle.
39...it is the number that has inspired me to lose weight, not the number on scale. If I take control, be dedicated to the plans I have set and own up to the fact that I struggle daily with food then maybe I will finally get to where I want to be.
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