Week 2
We had a holiday Friday, so I couldn't enter my diary. . .so this is sort of a weekend summary.
SW: 170/35%bf
CW: 168/no clue. . .
GW: 130
TODAY'S GOAL:
fit a long run in before birthday party
make good choices at the birthday party this eve<--this includes going easy on the drinking!
THIS WEEK's GOALS:
lose 2 lbs (166)--I'm pretty happy so far
balance my time better
work out 6 days
Spend less time on the couch when I am home (fortunately this is rare)
THIS MONTH'S GOAL:
get back into the habit of exercising 6 days a week.so far this is a struggle for me, but as the stress of work goes higher, it's becoming a requirement.
TODAY'S FOOD:
brown rice
ground turkey
broccoli
1 biscuit---not good, that
1 cheese serv
water
1 serve popcorn
EXERCISE:
Mon--->45 min. bike, lift
Sun--->lift
Sat--->looooong hike straight up a mountain (I'm not kidding. . .the first 2/3 was all stone steps)
Fri--->45 min run, lift
I've learned a lot on here about doing more effective muscle building/toning. I changed up my lifting from haphazard (today I feel like. . .) to more directed. This weekend I started focusing on specific muscles on certain days, and working them a lot harder than I have in the past. At the end of a workout, I feel like I can't move my arms (ok, slight exaggeration) for example, but soon the ache is less, and I feel really good.
MUSHY STUFF
So all in all the weekend was mediocre. I did some good stuff and some bad.
First, I belong to this hiking club and we found out the hike was especially hard, so my friend with asthma and another friend turned back early on. Normally, I would keep them company (how convenient it is to be a friend when it means you get out of hard stuff ) but this time, I said I'd meet them at the end. No one seemed upset, which was kinda cool. I was the slowest person. I had to stop every 10 steps (did I mention it went STRAIGHT up?) and catch my breath. But I did it, and it was fun. The view was all right, and walking alone was probably good for me. My legs were all wobbly at the end, and I'm happy with that.
Afterward I went to a dance recital--street, funk, and jazz. That's when it hit me---I used to do that. I was dancing at for 20 years. . .seriously it was from 2 to 22. Talk about mixed feelings--I miss dancing, I loved watching the performers, I have fallen so far from that level of athleticism and flexibility. It seems like classes like that are one of those things you give up when you become and "adult."
Sunday I didn't eat enough in the morning, and ate soooo much that night I felt sick. I sat on my couch and ate. It makes me angry with myself to think about it.
Monday I went to the gym and weighed in for my start of week 2. . .and was down to 168. I'm pleased with this, because it's been work, and I didn't really expect it to go down, because a lot of the work has been recovering in a healthy way from my crappy choices--not being all hateful about sunday, and instead trying to be positive and move forward for example.
So, anyway, this was really long. . .tomorrow'll be shorter. Thank you for the helpful comments. I am working on being more careful about planning meals, and saying "no" to other obligations so I can go to the gym. It's frustrating to realize that this is a process and I'm going to occaisonally screw up--and right now I feel like I'm mostly interspersing damage control for those screw ups in between good choices. This week I want to do more I'm proud of and less that's unhealthy. . .now, I'm off to the gym.
We had a holiday Friday, so I couldn't enter my diary. . .so this is sort of a weekend summary.
SW: 170/35%bf
CW: 168/no clue. . .
GW: 130
TODAY'S GOAL:
fit a long run in before birthday party
make good choices at the birthday party this eve<--this includes going easy on the drinking!
THIS WEEK's GOALS:
lose 2 lbs (166)--I'm pretty happy so far
balance my time better
work out 6 days
Spend less time on the couch when I am home (fortunately this is rare)
THIS MONTH'S GOAL:
get back into the habit of exercising 6 days a week.so far this is a struggle for me, but as the stress of work goes higher, it's becoming a requirement.
TODAY'S FOOD:
brown rice
ground turkey
broccoli
1 biscuit---not good, that
1 cheese serv
water
1 serve popcorn
EXERCISE:
Mon--->45 min. bike, lift
Sun--->lift
Sat--->looooong hike straight up a mountain (I'm not kidding. . .the first 2/3 was all stone steps)
Fri--->45 min run, lift
I've learned a lot on here about doing more effective muscle building/toning. I changed up my lifting from haphazard (today I feel like. . .) to more directed. This weekend I started focusing on specific muscles on certain days, and working them a lot harder than I have in the past. At the end of a workout, I feel like I can't move my arms (ok, slight exaggeration) for example, but soon the ache is less, and I feel really good.
MUSHY STUFF
So all in all the weekend was mediocre. I did some good stuff and some bad.
First, I belong to this hiking club and we found out the hike was especially hard, so my friend with asthma and another friend turned back early on. Normally, I would keep them company (how convenient it is to be a friend when it means you get out of hard stuff ) but this time, I said I'd meet them at the end. No one seemed upset, which was kinda cool. I was the slowest person. I had to stop every 10 steps (did I mention it went STRAIGHT up?) and catch my breath. But I did it, and it was fun. The view was all right, and walking alone was probably good for me. My legs were all wobbly at the end, and I'm happy with that.
Afterward I went to a dance recital--street, funk, and jazz. That's when it hit me---I used to do that. I was dancing at for 20 years. . .seriously it was from 2 to 22. Talk about mixed feelings--I miss dancing, I loved watching the performers, I have fallen so far from that level of athleticism and flexibility. It seems like classes like that are one of those things you give up when you become and "adult."
Sunday I didn't eat enough in the morning, and ate soooo much that night I felt sick. I sat on my couch and ate. It makes me angry with myself to think about it.
Monday I went to the gym and weighed in for my start of week 2. . .and was down to 168. I'm pleased with this, because it's been work, and I didn't really expect it to go down, because a lot of the work has been recovering in a healthy way from my crappy choices--not being all hateful about sunday, and instead trying to be positive and move forward for example.
So, anyway, this was really long. . .tomorrow'll be shorter. Thank you for the helpful comments. I am working on being more careful about planning meals, and saying "no" to other obligations so I can go to the gym. It's frustrating to realize that this is a process and I'm going to occaisonally screw up--and right now I feel like I'm mostly interspersing damage control for those screw ups in between good choices. This week I want to do more I'm proud of and less that's unhealthy. . .now, I'm off to the gym.