Wow. I can't quite believe it. Time is passing so quickly in certain aspects of my life and not so much in others. Odd. Work is slow, even though it is busy, we still haven't passed the one year mark of our two years in Korea, so that is going sloooowwwlllyyyy, but Mya is nearly to 2 years old and Claire keeps reminding me that she is almost 4. Wooosh. There goes time. Right. By. Me. One other area in which time seems to be escaping, oddly enough, is my workout regime. I've been on this journey for 3 months to the day. Wow. I have been a runner for 3 whole months! Wow! That is quite an accomplishment for one who formerly self diagnosed herself with exercise induced asthma ;) Once I was able to comfortably fit into all of my "before Claire" clothes, I adjusted my focus from losing weight to simply continue on the path of healthy eating and exercising. Now I run only 3-4 days per week and nothing too crazy--25 minutes, 2.5 miles, 3.0 incline, burns about 400 calories (not sure the caloric burn is accurate, but that is what the treadmill says). Since Chris has returned and to no fault of his, my diet has been a bit slack this week. I actually ate my first meal of pasta and had my first bread oer the weekend. Interestingly, I've felt bloated and HUGE ever since! I will be going back to my no complex carbs way of life very shortly. It is amazing the difference I feel when I am sugar and bad carb free. It was definitely a huge struggle at the beginning as I loved my candy and pastas, but I quickly realized how much better I felt without them. I went for along time, getting no compliments or reinforcement from those who see me daily (other than friends who knew how hard I was working--and even though I love their input, there is nothing like a random colleague's comments or someone who I haven't seen for awhile), which was fine with me; however, I have been having random people comment on how great I look and asking me what I've been doing. I am always happy to share and I certainly am thrilled that my hard work has paid off. Anyway, I didn't write this to pat myself on the back, but only to express my amazement that I've actually persisted. For the first time in a long time, I feel great and am pleased with my size again. I am also happy to say that I have shorts 3 sizes smaller packed in my suitcase. Yippee!! The beach and warm 80 degree weather is calling our names and we'll be enjoying our first tropical vacation in a few days. I. Can't. Wait. For the first time in four years, I am not dreading wearing that swimsuit. Sunshine, here we come!
Yes, indeeedy do. 0.0 is exactly the amount of weight I lost this week. Irritating! Here's the breakdown: number of times I cheated on my diet--ZERO! number of times I worked out--FIVE!! (running, no less). Now that is a mean, mean slap in the face. After I picked myself off the floor and resisted the urge to throw the scale through my window, I've come to realize that it is time to call in the big guns. There will be no messing around. Through a very valuable (HA!--sense the sarcasm) inservice this year, I've learned that I am "Green," meaning logical, research based, problem solver, mathmatical thinker. I am applying the same thought and strategy to my 'get fit' adventure. There will be no relying on the treadmill to tell me how much I've burned. That thing lies, LIES, LIES!! Take for example, the fact that each time I worked out, I burned at least 300 calories--most often 350, my pulse was around 87 (which is pretty much a near death resting ...
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Love ya, J