Monday, January 31, 2011

They're gonna start callin' me slim.

Weight: 178 pounds.
Pants size: 12.
Heart Pumpin' Jam: All Been Said Before. Matt Nathanson.
Elliptical: 3,000 rotations-- AND lunges, free weights, leg machine, arm machine (i.e., I will not be able to walk tomorrow).
Breakfast: Hot lemon water; activia yogurt, grapes, water.
Lunch: Leafy salad w/ a few pieces of grilled chicken & fat free ranch, pear.
Dinner: Shrimp stir fry w/ lite soy sauce and tons of veggies.

So, as I mentioned... I was sick last week. And then, there was a snow storm. I didn't go to work 3 days-- and then by Friday, I just thought if I can keep up the eating right, I could wait until Monday to go to the gym. It wasn't really an internal battle-- I don't argue with myself about not going to the gym. BUT, here's one for you... I lost more weight last week not going to the gym than I did two weeks ago when I went every day. Sick. Lame. There are not enough adjectives in the world to describe exactly how much bullsh*t that really is.

But, I'm not asking any questions. I'm just going with it-- and maybe I've surpassed some invisible wall that I felt like I hit before. Because I'm in the 170s. And today when I was at the gym doing weights and looking at myself from the side in the mirror, I could TOTALLY tell a difference. That's motivation enough.

But, I won't be able to walk tomorrow... actually, I'll be able to walk. Just not down the stairs. Or up the stairs. Or sideways. I might not be able to sit. That's right... I reintroduced myself to the weights that I haven't hung out with since I had a personal trainer a few years back that was an underwear/speedo model who got pleasure out of my pain. Never in my life have I hated someone who was so good looking-- but I hated him. How can someone with 12-pack abs yell at a chubby girl to run faster? It's just cruel. But anyway... I read an article last week about how the biggest mistake women make at the gym is thinking that cardio alone can help them lose a lot of weight quickly. The truth of the matter is that you have to do at least 3 days of strength training with cardio to lose that kind of weight. And, we all know I wasn't doing that. So, I've gotta change that. Tonight was night 1. We'll see how it goes. Hopefully it'll make a difference. If I could lose another 20 pounds this month, I'd be well on my way!

In other news, my niece Charley Sophia Dohl was born on January 27th. She weighed 6 pounds, 7 ounces, and no one can still tell us how long she was. She came just a little bit early because her Mama was having some blood pressure issues, but all is well. They went home tonight. Unfortunately, because of last week's commute-ageddon snow storm, my parents couldn't get out-- but they were originally booked to leave this Wednesday. Now, with superstorm #2 on it's way here, it's looking a little dicey for them getting out. Worst case scenario? They would get out of here, get to Dallas and not be able to get El Paso-- and be stuck in Dallas the weekend of the superbowl and not be able to get a hotel. Not to mention they'd be stuck there will thousands of stupid Green Bay Packers fans. Gross. So everyone cross your fingers and I'll keep you in the loop.

I'm trying to figure out how to find a work out class that can take some of the burden off my self-motivation and make a big difference. The key? I don't get home from work until 8pm typically. I don't want to wake up before 10:30 on Saturday. I work on Capitol Hill and I live in Fairfax. And I take the metro-- until John gets me at Vienna, I have no car. I know, tricky tricky. I'll figure it out. If I have one more week where I go to the gym and don't lose any weight, that'll be it... I'll call the underwear/speedo devil and see what he's up to these days.

Now, I'll leave you with the YouTube clip that is the shining moment of my day... just watch Hilary's face.... and I have no words when it comes to Joe Biden. Oh Joe, you're my favorite.

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