215.0 (not bad)
TUESDAY
Well today will be short because I actually have work to do. I was in court this morning and have to be back at 1:30. Anyway, all is going well. Today's boot camp was good. We did running sprints up hills. Total killer but felt great. More ab work and lunges have made my butt sore - which is funny to me. No encouragement today - I was good yesterday!
Well, my mom's been in town since last Thursday and has been a big help getting things done at the house. Yesterday she planted a whole lot of flowers in my back yard, and also hung most of our big pictures as well as added some fake flowers and other misc. decorating things. This is stuff I would never have done. Not because I don't like it, but because I'm just not good at figuring out this stuff. So I'm so pleased. My house looks so much "homier".
Only bad thing is that it's gotten a bit cool this week in good ol' Georgia. Not too bad during the day (mid-70's) but damn getting up at 5:00 am and going outside when it's below 50 sucks. Yes. I'm a wimp to all you northerners. But I live in the south. And it's supposed to be warm in May! Hopefully it'll heat up soon.
Anyway - gotta run to court. Hope to see the scale in the 214's again tomorrow...
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Encouragement (i.e. punishment)
214.6 (oh yeah.)
MONDAY
I had a GREAT weekend. But it went by WAY too fast. My mom came into town on Thursday last week to help get my house in order, and just make her first visit to my new home. It's so great having her there. My mom and I are totally best friends and I miss her so much when we don't get to see each other. Besides, she's super helpful around the house. I am a HORRIBLE decorator. I mean, really bad. I have no idea how to position things to look good. So she came in and has already put up a bunch of our pictures, and repositioned things so they look really good.
So, Saturday I was going to get up and run a 5K that that guy Josh in my boot camp told me about. I had Erik all convinced to go, and mom ready to come watch. But right before bed, I nixed the idea because I realized I only get 2 days a week to really catch up on sleep. I shouldn't squander them. Even if it is for exercise.
So, Saturday morning I slept wonderfully till 10:00 am. Almost 11 hours of sleep. You can tell I needed it I think. Once we got up, mom and I went up to IKEA, just about the coolest furniture store ever, and bought me some bookcases. Well, turns out I didn't need to go running that morning because we got our workout buying those bookcases. I measured the wall in my soon-to-be library and determined we needed about 7 of these really big bookcases, plus 7 more "height extenders" to make it almost as tall as the ceiling. Boy were they heavy! Ikea gives you these rolling carts like at home depot to carry everything (they are in boxes to be put together by you), and we totally overloaded the first one. to the point it wouldn't roll! We had to separate the stock to two of these big rolley carts, and still got a work out pushing them out to the car. Then loading them was a hoot. We had my mom's Jeep Liberty. We measured the depth and came up with 70 inches. I thought the bookshelves I wanted were about 72, so I knew it'd be tight. Turns out they're 79 1/2 inches. So mom was scrunched all the way up with her knees on the dash, and still we had several of the boxes sticking through the seats between us. Oh and then we had a 35 mile drive. Lol. Good thing my mom's a good sport.
We got them home, and I put on of them together, thinking I'd get Erik to do the rest. Well, when he got home, we ended up putting them all together, together. Kinda a funny project, as I kept having to tell him what he was doing wrong (boy REFUSES to read directions). But we got it done.
Then I started opening the book boxes. I LOVE books by the way. And I had boxes and boxes full of them just sitting in the library. I didn't think I'd have the energy to put them all away Saturday night, but I was just so excited, I totally did. Of course I had to organize them, popular paperback fiction by author, literary paperback fiction by author, hardbound by author, then all the non-fiction by subject matter, plus a whole section for my law books, and then all my text books from colleges (the ones I didn't sell back.) I LOVE it. I have 180 inches wide by 92 inches tall worth of bookshelves with all my books put up. I actually managed to fill about 60-70% of it, though in looking at it I decided I just didn't have enough books yet. Much to Erik's dismay...
So we were up till about 1:00 am doing that on Saturday. Sunday I took mom to the resort I'm having my wedding at to have their Sunday "brunch" and taste some of the options for our rehearsal lunch. She also got to see where everyone will stay and where the ceremony will be. Then we went home and just hung out the rest of the night. Oh and Erik bought a new microwave and installed that - which was actually rather difficult because it's one of those over the stove, under the cabinet kinds... Oh - and we bought a bunch of plants at home depot that mom has graciously put in my back courtyard (love her!) Ah - fun housework...
So this morning was the return to boot camp. Where I got "encouraged" Which is their polite way of saying "punished". Basically they review your food journal and if you weren't perfect, you get encouragement. I wasn't perfect in two ways. 1) besides pushing around bookshelves and putting them together, I didn't exercise like I was supposed to this weekend, and 2) Sunday's food wasn't on track b/c of the tasting. Couldn't get away from that, just have to suck it up.
It wasn't so bad, though. Encouragement consists of an extra 5 minutes after cool down where they push push push you. Today it was ab work and we literally did 5 STRAIGHT minutes of ab crunches, flutter kicks, plank, and many other torturous moves. I will definitely feel that tomorrow.
So I'm loving this boot camp. I will not lie, I am not loving getting up so early. But this morning I determined that if I lay my clothes out the night before I can get up at 5:00 and still be there in plenty of time to get my book checked by the instructor before the 5:30 am start time. Which is still obscenely early, but sounds much more reasonable than any time with a 4 in front of it.
I'm only 3 days in, but I really think I'm going to try to do this all the way to the wedding. After this week, I've got 15 weeks. It works out that if I do the next three sessions of the boot camp I'll go right up till the Friday 9 days before the wedding (which is on a Sunday). So I'll have the week of the wedding "off" which is perfect. I'll have lots of guests in town that week anyway, so don't want to be running off and leaving them too much. It's going to cost another $650 to add 3 more months, but I really think it'd be worth it.
I'm holding off on committing for at least another week or so, but boy my class is full, and I'd hate to be shut out. It's the only one convenient for me to go to. I'm sure I'll cave and commit soon, but I do want to be sure I can hack it. And I'm still really new to it, so I should give it a little more time.
That's about it. Need to get some work done!
MONDAY
I had a GREAT weekend. But it went by WAY too fast. My mom came into town on Thursday last week to help get my house in order, and just make her first visit to my new home. It's so great having her there. My mom and I are totally best friends and I miss her so much when we don't get to see each other. Besides, she's super helpful around the house. I am a HORRIBLE decorator. I mean, really bad. I have no idea how to position things to look good. So she came in and has already put up a bunch of our pictures, and repositioned things so they look really good.
So, Saturday I was going to get up and run a 5K that that guy Josh in my boot camp told me about. I had Erik all convinced to go, and mom ready to come watch. But right before bed, I nixed the idea because I realized I only get 2 days a week to really catch up on sleep. I shouldn't squander them. Even if it is for exercise.
So, Saturday morning I slept wonderfully till 10:00 am. Almost 11 hours of sleep. You can tell I needed it I think. Once we got up, mom and I went up to IKEA, just about the coolest furniture store ever, and bought me some bookcases. Well, turns out I didn't need to go running that morning because we got our workout buying those bookcases. I measured the wall in my soon-to-be library and determined we needed about 7 of these really big bookcases, plus 7 more "height extenders" to make it almost as tall as the ceiling. Boy were they heavy! Ikea gives you these rolling carts like at home depot to carry everything (they are in boxes to be put together by you), and we totally overloaded the first one. to the point it wouldn't roll! We had to separate the stock to two of these big rolley carts, and still got a work out pushing them out to the car. Then loading them was a hoot. We had my mom's Jeep Liberty. We measured the depth and came up with 70 inches. I thought the bookshelves I wanted were about 72, so I knew it'd be tight. Turns out they're 79 1/2 inches. So mom was scrunched all the way up with her knees on the dash, and still we had several of the boxes sticking through the seats between us. Oh and then we had a 35 mile drive. Lol. Good thing my mom's a good sport.
We got them home, and I put on of them together, thinking I'd get Erik to do the rest. Well, when he got home, we ended up putting them all together, together. Kinda a funny project, as I kept having to tell him what he was doing wrong (boy REFUSES to read directions). But we got it done.
Then I started opening the book boxes. I LOVE books by the way. And I had boxes and boxes full of them just sitting in the library. I didn't think I'd have the energy to put them all away Saturday night, but I was just so excited, I totally did. Of course I had to organize them, popular paperback fiction by author, literary paperback fiction by author, hardbound by author, then all the non-fiction by subject matter, plus a whole section for my law books, and then all my text books from colleges (the ones I didn't sell back.) I LOVE it. I have 180 inches wide by 92 inches tall worth of bookshelves with all my books put up. I actually managed to fill about 60-70% of it, though in looking at it I decided I just didn't have enough books yet. Much to Erik's dismay...
So we were up till about 1:00 am doing that on Saturday. Sunday I took mom to the resort I'm having my wedding at to have their Sunday "brunch" and taste some of the options for our rehearsal lunch. She also got to see where everyone will stay and where the ceremony will be. Then we went home and just hung out the rest of the night. Oh and Erik bought a new microwave and installed that - which was actually rather difficult because it's one of those over the stove, under the cabinet kinds... Oh - and we bought a bunch of plants at home depot that mom has graciously put in my back courtyard (love her!) Ah - fun housework...
So this morning was the return to boot camp. Where I got "encouraged" Which is their polite way of saying "punished". Basically they review your food journal and if you weren't perfect, you get encouragement. I wasn't perfect in two ways. 1) besides pushing around bookshelves and putting them together, I didn't exercise like I was supposed to this weekend, and 2) Sunday's food wasn't on track b/c of the tasting. Couldn't get away from that, just have to suck it up.
It wasn't so bad, though. Encouragement consists of an extra 5 minutes after cool down where they push push push you. Today it was ab work and we literally did 5 STRAIGHT minutes of ab crunches, flutter kicks, plank, and many other torturous moves. I will definitely feel that tomorrow.
So I'm loving this boot camp. I will not lie, I am not loving getting up so early. But this morning I determined that if I lay my clothes out the night before I can get up at 5:00 and still be there in plenty of time to get my book checked by the instructor before the 5:30 am start time. Which is still obscenely early, but sounds much more reasonable than any time with a 4 in front of it.
I'm only 3 days in, but I really think I'm going to try to do this all the way to the wedding. After this week, I've got 15 weeks. It works out that if I do the next three sessions of the boot camp I'll go right up till the Friday 9 days before the wedding (which is on a Sunday). So I'll have the week of the wedding "off" which is perfect. I'll have lots of guests in town that week anyway, so don't want to be running off and leaving them too much. It's going to cost another $650 to add 3 more months, but I really think it'd be worth it.
I'm holding off on committing for at least another week or so, but boy my class is full, and I'd hate to be shut out. It's the only one convenient for me to go to. I'm sure I'll cave and commit soon, but I do want to be sure I can hack it. And I'm still really new to it, so I should give it a little more time.
That's about it. Need to get some work done!
Friday, May 9, 2008
Boot Camp Day 2...
219.0 (oww. sore - i.e. water retention anyone?)
FRIDAY
Yes, so I have nothing else to talk about right now. Or maybe I do, but I can't seem to focus on anything but oww. My body hurts. I totally love it though and love that I've committed to it and that commitment doesn't require me deciding when to exercise in the day. I've had tons of "recommitments" to exercising and dieting, but this is the first one where I really have someone else looking over my shoulder. And I paid them a whole bunch to do the looking... So, I think I'll be able to stick with it. At least for the month, and hopefully more.
On that note I spoke to several people who are "vetrans" meaning this is not their first month. That they have such a good return rate bodes well for me.
Funny story happened this week. Yesterday at my first work out, something odd happened. Now remember it's 5-freakin-30 in the morning so it's still dark. Nevertheless as people arrived yesterday I glanced to see if I knew anyone in the class. It is in my home county and I worked there as a DA for 3 years and have lived there almost 4 now, so who knows. I didn't really think I'd see anyone, because most of the people I know are poker playing drinking buddies who would rather die than get up at 5:00 am to work out. Anyway, I didn't see anyone I knew.
So about 20 minutes into the workout they had us doing these stair-runs. There are two sets of stairs at the library near where we work out so we run up one, down the other, back up, down, etc. for at least 3 laps. The trainers are encouraging us the whole way and suggest that you pass on the left if you can. So I generally keep to the right unless there's someone super slow in front of me. So I was jogging along down the stairs, remember in the dark, and a very tall guy passes me on the left and says "Hey Cindy - how's it going?" I thought he might be one of the trainers, or just someone who read my name tag b/c everyone's real friendly in the class. So I said something like "ah - I'm alive". Then as he passed me I realized he was not one of the trainers, but just someone in the class. It seemed odd that he singled me out like that, and my name tag was not exactly easily visible in the dawn lighting. So I got to thinking this must be someone who knows me.
Well, thoughts of who this guy was quickly left my mind as there are some 30 people in the class and I was trying to focus on not busting my ass going down the stairs or on the multitude of other stressful activities during the work out. I didn't think about it again till later yesterday when I was telling Holly about the work out. She of course was massively curious about who this mystery boy was. So I agreed to try to figure it out today.
So it was about 20 minutes in this morning when I remembered to look for him.
*side note - you can tell I'm happily engaged because it kept slipping my mind to figure out who a good looking, tall young guy was. 3 years ago, I would have been all over that immediately. It's comforting to know that although I do still admire men, I'm really not at all "looking" for anyone but my fabulous fiance... :-)
So I found the guy during one of our calisthenics portions of the work out and kept glancing over to get a look at his face. Eventually it dawned on me that he was an officer at the sheriff's office in my county - where I used to be a DA. Not most recently, but when I first got the job I spent about 18 months in my county before being transferred to the county just south. So I probably haven't seen this guy in over 2 years. So of course I totally forgot his name. I kept trying to remember it as we did our running exercises and he was easily passing everyone and leading the pack. Finally, I decided that Holly would know once I described him and today at least I'd get over there and say hi, hopefully not needing to say his name in the conversation - oh and try to get a peek at his name tag.
During the cool down stretching I set myself up next to him and said hi- didn't recognize you yesterday. Then during our various stretches tried to peek at his name tag. In the dark. I determined I thought it said Jonathan, which didn't sound right, but I assumed Holly'd be able to help me out. I actually had some doubts about him being who I thought he was, and maybe I was making a fool of myself saying "I didn't recognize you yesterday." Then at the end of the work out I had a question to ask the trainer and he was standing there and the trainer said his name - Josh -. RIGHT! Josh. His name tag actually said Joshua, which in the dark I read as Jonathan. Oh well. now I know. It was cool, too because after we asked our questions of the trainer, he told me that he and a girl I know how's a prosecutor in the state court of my county were running a 5K tomorrow morning in our county. I told him I'd look into it and hope to see him there. I told Erik about it and am going to try to bully him into going. He needs the exercise too, right?
So - mystery solved. I remember Josh as a really nice guy and very good detective. I'll have to try to find time to chat with him about what's going on locally lately. Fun times, though. And now I have a friend in the class, which is also cool, despite the fact that it doesn't seem nearly as challenging to him as it is to me. Ah well - that's how we get better, right?
So today I did my PT test. I was actually pretty proud of my 1 mile run. I did it in 9:09. Not bad. Certainly not what I could do years ago, but good. The trainer timing me said - "you can definitely run" which was nice to hear, even if I know he can probably run a 5:30 mile. I told him that's about all I can do, and I need to work on the strength stuff. There were 2 other people who were doing the PT test with me and both of them finished in about 11:35 so I felt good about my 9:00 mile. Hopefully it'll be even better at the end of the month.
Now the rest of the PT test was a different story. Sit ups, push ups, and dips. Kicked my butt. Definitely a LOT of room for improvement there.
So, I get 2 days off of the morning routine, which is nice. I hope to get up and do the 5K tomorrow, but at least it won't be 5:00 am. Sunday - I'm sleepin in!
A few other things going on, but I'll save them for another post. Need to get SOME work done today.... :-)
FRIDAY
Yes, so I have nothing else to talk about right now. Or maybe I do, but I can't seem to focus on anything but oww. My body hurts. I totally love it though and love that I've committed to it and that commitment doesn't require me deciding when to exercise in the day. I've had tons of "recommitments" to exercising and dieting, but this is the first one where I really have someone else looking over my shoulder. And I paid them a whole bunch to do the looking... So, I think I'll be able to stick with it. At least for the month, and hopefully more.
On that note I spoke to several people who are "vetrans" meaning this is not their first month. That they have such a good return rate bodes well for me.
Funny story happened this week. Yesterday at my first work out, something odd happened. Now remember it's 5-freakin-30 in the morning so it's still dark. Nevertheless as people arrived yesterday I glanced to see if I knew anyone in the class. It is in my home county and I worked there as a DA for 3 years and have lived there almost 4 now, so who knows. I didn't really think I'd see anyone, because most of the people I know are poker playing drinking buddies who would rather die than get up at 5:00 am to work out. Anyway, I didn't see anyone I knew.
So about 20 minutes into the workout they had us doing these stair-runs. There are two sets of stairs at the library near where we work out so we run up one, down the other, back up, down, etc. for at least 3 laps. The trainers are encouraging us the whole way and suggest that you pass on the left if you can. So I generally keep to the right unless there's someone super slow in front of me. So I was jogging along down the stairs, remember in the dark, and a very tall guy passes me on the left and says "Hey Cindy - how's it going?" I thought he might be one of the trainers, or just someone who read my name tag b/c everyone's real friendly in the class. So I said something like "ah - I'm alive". Then as he passed me I realized he was not one of the trainers, but just someone in the class. It seemed odd that he singled me out like that, and my name tag was not exactly easily visible in the dawn lighting. So I got to thinking this must be someone who knows me.
Well, thoughts of who this guy was quickly left my mind as there are some 30 people in the class and I was trying to focus on not busting my ass going down the stairs or on the multitude of other stressful activities during the work out. I didn't think about it again till later yesterday when I was telling Holly about the work out. She of course was massively curious about who this mystery boy was. So I agreed to try to figure it out today.
So it was about 20 minutes in this morning when I remembered to look for him.
*side note - you can tell I'm happily engaged because it kept slipping my mind to figure out who a good looking, tall young guy was. 3 years ago, I would have been all over that immediately. It's comforting to know that although I do still admire men, I'm really not at all "looking" for anyone but my fabulous fiance... :-)
So I found the guy during one of our calisthenics portions of the work out and kept glancing over to get a look at his face. Eventually it dawned on me that he was an officer at the sheriff's office in my county - where I used to be a DA. Not most recently, but when I first got the job I spent about 18 months in my county before being transferred to the county just south. So I probably haven't seen this guy in over 2 years. So of course I totally forgot his name. I kept trying to remember it as we did our running exercises and he was easily passing everyone and leading the pack. Finally, I decided that Holly would know once I described him and today at least I'd get over there and say hi, hopefully not needing to say his name in the conversation - oh and try to get a peek at his name tag.
During the cool down stretching I set myself up next to him and said hi- didn't recognize you yesterday. Then during our various stretches tried to peek at his name tag. In the dark. I determined I thought it said Jonathan, which didn't sound right, but I assumed Holly'd be able to help me out. I actually had some doubts about him being who I thought he was, and maybe I was making a fool of myself saying "I didn't recognize you yesterday." Then at the end of the work out I had a question to ask the trainer and he was standing there and the trainer said his name - Josh -. RIGHT! Josh. His name tag actually said Joshua, which in the dark I read as Jonathan. Oh well. now I know. It was cool, too because after we asked our questions of the trainer, he told me that he and a girl I know how's a prosecutor in the state court of my county were running a 5K tomorrow morning in our county. I told him I'd look into it and hope to see him there. I told Erik about it and am going to try to bully him into going. He needs the exercise too, right?
So - mystery solved. I remember Josh as a really nice guy and very good detective. I'll have to try to find time to chat with him about what's going on locally lately. Fun times, though. And now I have a friend in the class, which is also cool, despite the fact that it doesn't seem nearly as challenging to him as it is to me. Ah well - that's how we get better, right?
So today I did my PT test. I was actually pretty proud of my 1 mile run. I did it in 9:09. Not bad. Certainly not what I could do years ago, but good. The trainer timing me said - "you can definitely run" which was nice to hear, even if I know he can probably run a 5:30 mile. I told him that's about all I can do, and I need to work on the strength stuff. There were 2 other people who were doing the PT test with me and both of them finished in about 11:35 so I felt good about my 9:00 mile. Hopefully it'll be even better at the end of the month.
Now the rest of the PT test was a different story. Sit ups, push ups, and dips. Kicked my butt. Definitely a LOT of room for improvement there.
So, I get 2 days off of the morning routine, which is nice. I hope to get up and do the 5K tomorrow, but at least it won't be 5:00 am. Sunday - I'm sleepin in!
A few other things going on, but I'll save them for another post. Need to get SOME work done today.... :-)
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Day one - wow.
219.4 (Told you)
THURSDAY
Wow. They kicked my butt today. I'm really excited though and am looking forward tomorrow. I'm actually doing my PT test tomorrow so I'm getting something of a double work out. Not bad for Friday the day before 2 days off. Not really off though, they expect us to work out ever day. We have "homework".
We also have an eating plan. It's based on the "body for life" diet/meal plan/whatever. I'm still doing some research on it and of course have ordered the book, but basically I have to eat 5-6 small meals and have protien and carbs at every meal. I can't have carbs without protein ever. So of course I did some major shopping today at the grocery store. I think I've got a good stock of snacks, easy food, to make it easier. We'll see though.
I'm trying to get to bed soon. it's almost 10:00 pm and I have to be there at 4:50 am. Good thing tomorrow I get to sleep in...
THURSDAY
Wow. They kicked my butt today. I'm really excited though and am looking forward tomorrow. I'm actually doing my PT test tomorrow so I'm getting something of a double work out. Not bad for Friday the day before 2 days off. Not really off though, they expect us to work out ever day. We have "homework".
We also have an eating plan. It's based on the "body for life" diet/meal plan/whatever. I'm still doing some research on it and of course have ordered the book, but basically I have to eat 5-6 small meals and have protien and carbs at every meal. I can't have carbs without protein ever. So of course I did some major shopping today at the grocery store. I think I've got a good stock of snacks, easy food, to make it easier. We'll see though.
I'm trying to get to bed soon. it's almost 10:00 pm and I have to be there at 4:50 am. Good thing tomorrow I get to sleep in...
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Boot Camp! Yes!
217.0 (better, but it will be up tomorrow - I promise! see below).
WEDNESDAY
Well, I did it. I committed. I gave $325. And now I'm stuck. Getting up at 5:30 am every morning for a month - maybe 4. I'm actually really excited. I talked to one of the leaders of the boot camp, Lynn, yesterday for a while, and decided this is what I need to do. Basically they kick my ass every day, Monday through Friday, with 2 exceptions (today being one) for 4 weeks. They also give you a "food journal" that they expect you to write in every day, and they check back every morning. She gave me the impression that if you slack on the food, they "punish" you with more exercises. So that's good incentive. Also, apparently on Friday morning I will be doing a "pre-test" PT test that everyone else did on Monday. I have to run 1 mile, do 1 minute of push ups and 1 minute of dips. Ok - running - no sweat. I won't be as fast as I'd like to I'm sure, but I can run one mile no worries. Sit ups? I'll live. I can do them, though I'm sure not as many as I should. But dips? You mean, unassisted dips? Good luck. I've done "assisted dips" at the gym with that cool machine that adds weight resistance to help you do it. I usually have to use almost all the weight to get it done. There's no way I'll be able to "dip" my whole body weight, even once. I mean really. No chance. So I guess after 3 1/2 weeks if I can do one, that's a huge improvement.
I'm actually really excited. Of course Holly and Erik think I'm crazy. Holly's one of those that never has to diet and hasn't exercised since forced to in high school. Erik just thinks I'm crazy for spending so much to have someone yell at me. Course he did real boot camp in the Navy and thinks it's "no big deal". Baby, I said, that was 15 YEARS AGO. He said, oh - wow - you're right.
Something else funny about Erik. Last night he had a Kiwanis meeting after work so he didn't get home till about 9:00 pm. I was watching a movie (27 dresses - very cute!) and he came in and started putting on tennis shoes. Now Erik is about 6'0" and weighs about 160. Or so I thought. Either way he's very thin and has never regularly worked out since I met him. He supports me, but has never really had to. Apparently, recently, his pants have been getting a bit snug though. So last night he decided to hit the treadmill. He did 3 miles, in about 35 minutes, which is REALLY slow for him, and then wandered around the house grunting and groaning like he'd done a marathon, for about 20 minutes. It was too funny. Of course I had no sympathy as I've been doing that for months/years now. But he hates it. He's actually really vain about his appearance, though it seems effortless. So the fact that he's gained 10 lbs is really hitting him hard. I think it's cute. I mean this boy could put on 20 more lbs and look totally healthy. But I guess I'll never having to worry about him getting too chunky...
So - we're off tomorrow for this exciting adventure of boot camp. I'm ridiculously excited about it, though I'm sure tomorrow morning when the alarm goes off I'll be a little less chipper. I'm actually going 30 minutes early tomorrow and friday. Tomorrow so that I can get oriented, my food journal, meet everyone, etc. Friday to do my Pre-test. Then I should be caught up with the group.
I'm really curious about what type of other people will be there. The lady I spoke with said there's about 20 in the class. I'm curious if they are younger, older? fitness buffs or needing to lose weight like me? Who knows. I'll report tomorrow!
Oh - and I'm being TOTALLY bad today knowing that I'm going to be "on the wagon" from here on out. yes - that means McDonald's for breakfast and Mexican for lunch with Holly. Yum!
WEDNESDAY
Well, I did it. I committed. I gave $325. And now I'm stuck. Getting up at 5:30 am every morning for a month - maybe 4. I'm actually really excited. I talked to one of the leaders of the boot camp, Lynn, yesterday for a while, and decided this is what I need to do. Basically they kick my ass every day, Monday through Friday, with 2 exceptions (today being one) for 4 weeks. They also give you a "food journal" that they expect you to write in every day, and they check back every morning. She gave me the impression that if you slack on the food, they "punish" you with more exercises. So that's good incentive. Also, apparently on Friday morning I will be doing a "pre-test" PT test that everyone else did on Monday. I have to run 1 mile, do 1 minute of push ups and 1 minute of dips. Ok - running - no sweat. I won't be as fast as I'd like to I'm sure, but I can run one mile no worries. Sit ups? I'll live. I can do them, though I'm sure not as many as I should. But dips? You mean, unassisted dips? Good luck. I've done "assisted dips" at the gym with that cool machine that adds weight resistance to help you do it. I usually have to use almost all the weight to get it done. There's no way I'll be able to "dip" my whole body weight, even once. I mean really. No chance. So I guess after 3 1/2 weeks if I can do one, that's a huge improvement.
I'm actually really excited. Of course Holly and Erik think I'm crazy. Holly's one of those that never has to diet and hasn't exercised since forced to in high school. Erik just thinks I'm crazy for spending so much to have someone yell at me. Course he did real boot camp in the Navy and thinks it's "no big deal". Baby, I said, that was 15 YEARS AGO. He said, oh - wow - you're right.
Something else funny about Erik. Last night he had a Kiwanis meeting after work so he didn't get home till about 9:00 pm. I was watching a movie (27 dresses - very cute!) and he came in and started putting on tennis shoes. Now Erik is about 6'0" and weighs about 160. Or so I thought. Either way he's very thin and has never regularly worked out since I met him. He supports me, but has never really had to. Apparently, recently, his pants have been getting a bit snug though. So last night he decided to hit the treadmill. He did 3 miles, in about 35 minutes, which is REALLY slow for him, and then wandered around the house grunting and groaning like he'd done a marathon, for about 20 minutes. It was too funny. Of course I had no sympathy as I've been doing that for months/years now. But he hates it. He's actually really vain about his appearance, though it seems effortless. So the fact that he's gained 10 lbs is really hitting him hard. I think it's cute. I mean this boy could put on 20 more lbs and look totally healthy. But I guess I'll never having to worry about him getting too chunky...
So - we're off tomorrow for this exciting adventure of boot camp. I'm ridiculously excited about it, though I'm sure tomorrow morning when the alarm goes off I'll be a little less chipper. I'm actually going 30 minutes early tomorrow and friday. Tomorrow so that I can get oriented, my food journal, meet everyone, etc. Friday to do my Pre-test. Then I should be caught up with the group.
I'm really curious about what type of other people will be there. The lady I spoke with said there's about 20 in the class. I'm curious if they are younger, older? fitness buffs or needing to lose weight like me? Who knows. I'll report tomorrow!
Oh - and I'm being TOTALLY bad today knowing that I'm going to be "on the wagon" from here on out. yes - that means McDonald's for breakfast and Mexican for lunch with Holly. Yum!
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Boot Camp?
218.6 - better, but still need to go DOWN.
TUESDAY
I've had a hard time recently at work. I'm not super busy, so I find myself screwing off a lot. Now, I've got a few projects that I should be working on, but I have a hard time finding the motivaiton to accomplish them. I've gotten used to screwing off I guess. Not a good thing. Particularly when you're evaluated by your billable hours... So - needless to say, here I am, blogging and screwing off at work...
Well, the scale was nicer today, but still up 4 lbs from last Thursday. I've got some work to do to get things back where they should be. We're just under 4 months from the wedding now and it's getting to be crunch time. That said, I might have found a good solution. And expensive solution, but one that I think might actually work. I think I'm going to do this boot camp. It sound like a KILLER, but that's what I need. It's like $325 bucks for the first month and $275/month after that. Really expensive, but it is 4 days a week for 2 weeks and then 5 days a week for the last 2 weeks. So that's less than $20 a session, which is cheaper than the personal trainers around here.
Unfortunately, I missed the start of this month, which is probably good. I think I'll plan to do June, then possibly July & August as well. Just to get me through the final stretch before the wedding. The only real negative, is that the one closest to me starts the earliest in the morning - at 5:30 AM! Crazy. But, with my current schedule I could actually go, take a shower, and go back to bed for a couple hours before going to work. Might not be all that bad... I called yesterday to see if I could get into this months session as it started on Monday and I would have just missed the first one, but they never called me back. I keep going back and forth over whether I want to still try to sneak in this month. I really shouldn't pay that much for so many months, but I want to get started.
Too bad I can't motivate my own ass to get up at 5:30 am and work out, huh? I guess that's why these places exist.
TUESDAY
I've had a hard time recently at work. I'm not super busy, so I find myself screwing off a lot. Now, I've got a few projects that I should be working on, but I have a hard time finding the motivaiton to accomplish them. I've gotten used to screwing off I guess. Not a good thing. Particularly when you're evaluated by your billable hours... So - needless to say, here I am, blogging and screwing off at work...
Well, the scale was nicer today, but still up 4 lbs from last Thursday. I've got some work to do to get things back where they should be. We're just under 4 months from the wedding now and it's getting to be crunch time. That said, I might have found a good solution. And expensive solution, but one that I think might actually work. I think I'm going to do this boot camp. It sound like a KILLER, but that's what I need. It's like $325 bucks for the first month and $275/month after that. Really expensive, but it is 4 days a week for 2 weeks and then 5 days a week for the last 2 weeks. So that's less than $20 a session, which is cheaper than the personal trainers around here.
Unfortunately, I missed the start of this month, which is probably good. I think I'll plan to do June, then possibly July & August as well. Just to get me through the final stretch before the wedding. The only real negative, is that the one closest to me starts the earliest in the morning - at 5:30 AM! Crazy. But, with my current schedule I could actually go, take a shower, and go back to bed for a couple hours before going to work. Might not be all that bad... I called yesterday to see if I could get into this months session as it started on Monday and I would have just missed the first one, but they never called me back. I keep going back and forth over whether I want to still try to sneak in this month. I really shouldn't pay that much for so many months, but I want to get started.
Too bad I can't motivate my own ass to get up at 5:30 am and work out, huh? I guess that's why these places exist.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Who knew family would be such a bad influence...
220.2 - yes, that's right. I'm VERY high today...
MONDAY
Wow, what a weekend. I've been out of town for 4 days and the scale is showing it. Bad scale. Ok, bad Cindy. Thursday I left for sunny Panama City Beach to meet up with my dad, his girlfriend, his girlfriend's 20 y/o son, my brother and my brother's wife for Thunder Beach - Panama City's version of bike week. It's basically where thousands of motorcycles convene to ride together, drink together, celebrate the coolness of bikes. My dad and brother have several bikes and brought down 4 of them in a trailer for us to ride. My dad didn't ride much, but my brother & I did a lot of riding on Friday and Saturday. It was really fun. I got my license about 10 years ago, and don't get to ride much. I've always wanted to buy a harley, but have never been able to justify the cost.
So Thursday night I left out of here about 2:00 and got to PCB around 7:00. I met up with my the family for a bit then went out for my first ride with Joey. I generally have a rule that I will not drink anything if I'm riding a motorcycle. It's just too dangerous. So, I easily passed on the alcohol at the first bar. Then we went to a german bar that had it's own beer and I gave in and tasted all 4 of their home brews. I probably swallowed a total of 1/2 a beer, so I wasn't worried about riding. I did kill the great 18 day no-drinking streak, though. Oh well - I never said I'd stay sober forever.
Friday and Saturday we did a bunch of riding and of course eating. The problem I have with my family is that food is always a focus. My father and brother are both significantly overweight. I was raised in a family where eating was a hobby. So, we did a lot of eating. And of course I didn't bring my laptop, so I wasn't entering anything in spark people. I have no idea the damage, but as you can see on the scale, it was large.
Also, contributing to the scale is the alcohol. After I killed my streak on Thursday night Friday and Saturday night we went out and played some pool and drank some beer. By some, I mean more than 5 beers each night. Ahh. Off the wagon...
Sunday morning I left out early because I had dinner plans back home. I have a friend who was just diagnosed with cancer and starts his chemo therapy today. He wanted to go out last night and have some fun before the stress and physical issues associated with chemo start.
So unfortunatly I had the horrible mentality that causes so many dieters to fail. I knew I'd killed my drinking streak. I knew I'd eaten badly for 4 days straight, so I figured - hell - why not finish it off with a bang and start being good "tomorrow". So, we ate and drank. and drank. and drank. It was really fun, though. Jimbo, my friend with cancer, wanted to play poker, so after dinner we went to a new bar that just started hosting poker games. It was great because Jimbo won the tournament of about 35 players. I also got 4th, so we got to play for a long time. It was really nice so see him have a good time and not think about all the bad stuff going on in his life right now.
So, here we are Monday morning. I've drank alcohol the last 4 nights. I have not exercised. I ate horribly. And I wrote nothing down. Thus, the scale is in the very scary 220's again. Granted. I know I can't gain 6 lbs in 4 days, so I know it will go back down to some extent tomorrow if I'm good today and hydrate. But it's sad how quickly all the hard work disappears.
These things happen though. There are going to be stumbling blocks. I'm also going to recover. I didn't get a work out in this morning, as I was obviously tired from being out way too late. And I don't know if I'll get one in tonight. But I do know that I will be journaling everything that I put in my mouth. I will be chugging water, starting when I hit post here. And I will not be consuming any alcohol tonight at y-knots, where we plan to meet up with Jimbo again and see how the first day went. It's a step up, back on the wagon. I can continue to make this work. I know I won't see a loss this week, but hopefully I'll get the scale back down around 214 by next Thursday. I have not more travel plans for a bit, so I shouldn't be too tempted.
Here's to starting again, and taking it one day at a time...again.
MONDAY
Wow, what a weekend. I've been out of town for 4 days and the scale is showing it. Bad scale. Ok, bad Cindy. Thursday I left for sunny Panama City Beach to meet up with my dad, his girlfriend, his girlfriend's 20 y/o son, my brother and my brother's wife for Thunder Beach - Panama City's version of bike week. It's basically where thousands of motorcycles convene to ride together, drink together, celebrate the coolness of bikes. My dad and brother have several bikes and brought down 4 of them in a trailer for us to ride. My dad didn't ride much, but my brother & I did a lot of riding on Friday and Saturday. It was really fun. I got my license about 10 years ago, and don't get to ride much. I've always wanted to buy a harley, but have never been able to justify the cost.
So Thursday night I left out of here about 2:00 and got to PCB around 7:00. I met up with my the family for a bit then went out for my first ride with Joey. I generally have a rule that I will not drink anything if I'm riding a motorcycle. It's just too dangerous. So, I easily passed on the alcohol at the first bar. Then we went to a german bar that had it's own beer and I gave in and tasted all 4 of their home brews. I probably swallowed a total of 1/2 a beer, so I wasn't worried about riding. I did kill the great 18 day no-drinking streak, though. Oh well - I never said I'd stay sober forever.
Friday and Saturday we did a bunch of riding and of course eating. The problem I have with my family is that food is always a focus. My father and brother are both significantly overweight. I was raised in a family where eating was a hobby. So, we did a lot of eating. And of course I didn't bring my laptop, so I wasn't entering anything in spark people. I have no idea the damage, but as you can see on the scale, it was large.
Also, contributing to the scale is the alcohol. After I killed my streak on Thursday night Friday and Saturday night we went out and played some pool and drank some beer. By some, I mean more than 5 beers each night. Ahh. Off the wagon...
Sunday morning I left out early because I had dinner plans back home. I have a friend who was just diagnosed with cancer and starts his chemo therapy today. He wanted to go out last night and have some fun before the stress and physical issues associated with chemo start.
So unfortunatly I had the horrible mentality that causes so many dieters to fail. I knew I'd killed my drinking streak. I knew I'd eaten badly for 4 days straight, so I figured - hell - why not finish it off with a bang and start being good "tomorrow". So, we ate and drank. and drank. and drank. It was really fun, though. Jimbo, my friend with cancer, wanted to play poker, so after dinner we went to a new bar that just started hosting poker games. It was great because Jimbo won the tournament of about 35 players. I also got 4th, so we got to play for a long time. It was really nice so see him have a good time and not think about all the bad stuff going on in his life right now.
So, here we are Monday morning. I've drank alcohol the last 4 nights. I have not exercised. I ate horribly. And I wrote nothing down. Thus, the scale is in the very scary 220's again. Granted. I know I can't gain 6 lbs in 4 days, so I know it will go back down to some extent tomorrow if I'm good today and hydrate. But it's sad how quickly all the hard work disappears.
These things happen though. There are going to be stumbling blocks. I'm also going to recover. I didn't get a work out in this morning, as I was obviously tired from being out way too late. And I don't know if I'll get one in tonight. But I do know that I will be journaling everything that I put in my mouth. I will be chugging water, starting when I hit post here. And I will not be consuming any alcohol tonight at y-knots, where we plan to meet up with Jimbo again and see how the first day went. It's a step up, back on the wagon. I can continue to make this work. I know I won't see a loss this week, but hopefully I'll get the scale back down around 214 by next Thursday. I have not more travel plans for a bit, so I shouldn't be too tempted.
Here's to starting again, and taking it one day at a time...again.
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