wednesday – The Shrinking Jeans of April


January 13, 2010 By april

This morning, I stepped on the scales looked down, did a double take, stepped off the scales, stepped back onto the scales, looked down again.

Three pounds gained.  Three pounds.

My initial thoughts were WTF.  Pre-coffee, this plain just pissed me off.  I ran twice, beat my 3 mile barrier, worked out two other times, ate better than I have in a while and gained three pounds?  Screw this.

Then, I thought again.  I went out to lunch yesterday.  Yes, I got a salmon salad and soup.  Yes, I told them to hold the bacon (after visiting Christy last November, bacon is just not appetizing to me.  Can’t imagine WHY.), but I didn’t tell them to hold the cheese.  Or the corn.  I did have a few pieces of that yummy bread, too. Well, I got tomato soup, oh wait, it was tomato CHEDDAR.  DAMN.

My body holds onto water weight like nobody’s business, so just that “little bit” of cheese was enough for my scale to show that big of a difference.

My point is that even when you think you MAY have had a great week, I’ll bet there is something that has affected your weigh-in.  I’ll bet that if you think about it hard enough, you’ll find some place in your routine where you are “off”.  It could be your food or maybe your work out has become too routine for your body, or you could be stressed to the max (you do know that stress can cause you to hold onto weight, right?)

All that said, that three pound gain was enough to foul my mood for quite a while.  A few people tried to reach out, I pushed back.  All I could see for hours was that three pound gain.  Even though I knew where I had gone wrong and I know how to fix it, all I saw in my head was +3.  Luckily for all you fine people, someone got an LOL out of me and my bad mood was ruined.

And you know, all of those who were trying to tell me that I was real, I was human, we’re not perfect, and to move on were right.

It’s okay to be bummed about a gain, it’s okay to brood about it for a while, but to you can’t hang onto it.  And if you feel like it’s holding onto you (like I was today), then find a friend, a sister, SOMEONE who will drag you back out of it, figure out where you went wrong, and fix it.

That’s what I’m going to do.

December 30, 2009 By april

First, let’s catch up…

Holy crap, I cannot believe how time has flown by.  In my last post, I mentioned I was running in a 5K.  My original 5K time in November was 36:20 (0r :30), and I walked the hills.  THIS time, I ran it in 34:19 and ran every freaking second including the hills.  Christmas crept up and and smacked me right in the face.  I almost wasn’t ready for it.  But now that it’s over, and I have some breathing room, I can finally get back to business.

Today’s business…

First, let me just say how much I LOVE Christie’s post today!  Girl, you’re my hero!!  Next, since I didn’t confess yesterday, I’ll confess today.  I was pretty bad over the holidays.  See, I’ve been struggling just a bit.  I’ve always said that I don’t deny myself anything, and I don’t.  I have enough discipline to not go too crazy, but here’s the thing, usually when I slack, I work out enough that I don’t gain.

I know what you’re saying…that’s great, right?  Well yeah, but I’ve worked out once in three weeks.  ONCE.  Now, I could give you the “I was super busy” excuse, which was true, I was super busy, but the truth is, if I had really wanted to, I would have found the time to work out.  But the truth is, and I’m accountable enough to admit that I didn’t want to.  I could say that after two years of being completely dedicated to working out, my body needed a break and maybe it did, but the truth of the matter is, I just didn’t want to.

My head wasn’t in the game.

And now my body is missing working out.  When my body misses it, my mind misses it and when my mind misses it, it’s time to get my head back into the game.

So, I didn’t maintain.  Not one bit.  I’m I happy about it?  Of course not, but I’m not going to whine or complain or be mad at myself.  I’m going to pick myself up and get back to it.  I’m “Rethinking my Shrink”.  Are you with me?

Starting weight: 150 (I know, I know!)

Goal for challenge: 5 lbs.