Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Yup, I said it. 3 Weeks in and I am sick of water!!!
The first week went just fine - motivated, drinking and peeing like crazy - weight flying off my body like crazy (now I know it was alot of water weight coming off too).
The second week - still going strong, the bottle attached to my hand, not peeing as much as my body gets used to the increased liquid.
Well, this week, I am sick of water. I already drank half this morning and the bottle is staring at me going "hahaha - you still have to drink more of me!" And I know that I'll do it, but I just don't want to! And I'm sure I am not the only one feeling this way sometimes. I could probably go on the message boards and get a dozen anwers of why I should keep drinking, blah, blah, blah...this is just me bitching about it.
Maybe I'm PMSing. Something usually pisses me off enough to get a good rant going. It's probably not even the water!
I know what it is - it just dawned on me...my vacation exercise routine is over and now I have to get the work week/kids in school routine going. And I'm trying to figure it out still. The mornings are too early and the baby wakes up sometimes while hubby is in the shower, thus needing my attention at 5am when we get up. The evenings after bedtime...depends if it's my turn to do the big kids' night routine or the babies routine. It doesn't sound very complicated, but somehow it gets that way. Maybe during lunch on T,W,TH, and then M&F - I'll plan on the nights. M&F I watch 4 little ones - tried during the day during naptime, but my brain was too scattered on everybody sleeping and the house noises to concentrate on doing it right.
I'll figure it out somehow. I have to. I don't want to let things slide out of control again and be down on myself.
I won't let this get out of control again. so there :P
SOLUTION FIGURED OUT:
Monday/Friday - workout at night
Tues/Wed/Thurs -workout at lunchtime
Sunday, February 24, 2008
I openly admit it. I want to eat today because the day is so BOOORRRING.
With an 18month old still under the weather (darn teeth) and the last day of vacation before school starts up again - I can admit boredom for the very first time this week. Kids are asleep or quietly playing. Hubby is surfing the web. I am pacing the floors. Sure, tons of projects to do here and there, but I don't want to do any.
I decided to take the day off of exercise - I've been very good, you see, and I awoke a little sore this morning. In doing so, I have fallen into the pocket of boredom, and the beast of snacking is upon me! Down, I say, you fowl thing!
And I know what I must do, my fellow health junkies, for I know what a response will be if anyone decides to read this...get on that darn treadmill already!!
So here I will leave you...no more boredom for me. The treadmill will be the sword that slays it down from now on. By the time anyone reads this, I'll be sweatin' to Daughtry...
And for the first time in my life, I will say it...I miss my daily exercise that I had adopted so faithfully this past week. What has SP done to me! Where is my old lazy self! Gone for good, I hope - like the snacky beast that I am going to kill right now.
....THE BEAST IS DEAD!!!!!!
25 min on treadmill - hubby & kids still napping/playing quietly
VICTORY IS MINE
Saturday, February 23, 2008
I'm sure I am not the only one out there with this particular problem...mental body image that is perpetually stuck in your mind's eye; how you see yourself no matter how thin you are. Sounds almost like an anorexic.
I feel as if I am forever 185 in my head. Even when I was at my thinnest (size 12) my mind could not wrap itself around the new me. Maybe that's why I let my mind wander and let my body follow...
So there it is - right now, at 179, I feel as if I am 185. I'm trying hard to shake this. I mentally see the weight gone in front of me. I mentally picture the 1 pound blocks of butter and say holy sh**. That really is a lot. My jeans are getting bigger - things are going in the right direction.
It was just on my mind - and now that it's out there in cyberspace, maybe I'll finally get over this particular hump.
I'm just going through the mantra again and again - slow and steady wins the race. Baby steps, baby steps...even in your minds eye.
Friday, February 22, 2008
I'd just like to point out, to myself and others, whether you be family or friends or strangers, for the person who takes most of the pictures in the house, there are not many good ones to choose from when you need one!!
I'm always the one with the camera, and for the few times I relinquish the job to whomever, whenever I am in the picture, even though I am heavy, the pic always sucks! Choosing for this gallery was very slim! I'm always either far away in frame or I have a goofy look, or the kid I'm holding is being a dork!
Enough exclamation points already!!!!! I'm impassioned, sorry. My own fault. I guess I hide when cameras come out, and I'm sure I'm not the only one on this website that has done that one. I hate my body image and that is that.
So from now on, I am making a personal goal to be in more pictures, to relinquish the control of my camera and make my hubby take more pics in general, and to not shy away if I'm having a bad hair/body image day.
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