Friday, December 11, 2009
So this evening caps my week of gym laziness. I just was NOT feeling the early morning workouts this week. Too many nights of staying up late did it to me. The snow day on Wednesday did it to me. The run on Saturday did it to me. Whatever it was that did it to me, that "it" was telling my body to take a break. I think it was three weeks of going to the gym six days a week. That's a lot. Sometimes I'd go twice - once in the morning for my spinning/swimming/running, and then again at night for my Yoga/Pilates class. Talk about burnout.
This evening consisted of physical therapy after school, a crazy craving for Chinese food that I indulged with some General Tso's chicken, a craving for a brownie, which I indulged with a Betty Crocker microwave bowl - (Warm Delights), and a glass of Pinot Noir. WHOA. Talk about a cheat day. But tonight was funny - even though I mentally added all the calories, I didn't feel badly about eating like I did tonight. Sure, I gave myself some excuses, but I honestly don't feel guilty about eating like this tonight.
Because of Spark, I know that one day, or even one week, of not working out twice a day and eating whole grains and fruit/veg for every meal will not cause me to gain all my weight back. I know that tonight is not the norm for me. I haven't had Chinese food since I've been in China in July, and I have REALLY been laying off the wine (the wine that I used to love so much - and I still do, just in much more moderation!); I don't know the last time I had a "real" dessert! Tonight I took care of three cravings in one night. And I know that tomorrow is another day and next week is another week, and I have to balance out my life to be able to continue my wonderful Spark journey.
My wonderful Spark friends have helped me to see that this is all about balance. They helped me to see that taking time for myself is just as important about running a mile on the treadmill. My mental well-being is as important as my physical well-being.
Oh, Spark... I can't believe it's changed my life so much.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
This blogging stuff really keeps me honest when it comes to eating and working out... As much as I would like to write that I made it to the gym last night, I can't. I didn't go at all yesterday. We had a snow day - I enjoyed my sleeping in, and I worked like crazy on a scrapbook from my trip to China. I'm almost finished with it! Yesterday was a good day for me to do that.
Didn't go to the gym this morning, either. I went to bed way too late last night (the scrapbook) so I decided to take this morning to sleep in. I have a Pilates class tonight, so I think I'll stay a little longer and get some cardio in.
Saturday, December 05, 2009
I was SO excited for today's race! I hadn't run since the end of August - today was like dipping my toes back into the pool of 5Ks. Last night I prepared by getting myself some cold weather running tights and a fleece. I am glad I did - today was ass-cold! With my hat and gloves on, it wasn't too bad once I got into it, though.
So this morning I had an English muffin and a banana about 3.5 hours before race time. Plenty of time to let it digest. Got down to the race, found the parking lot just fine, but after that there were not a whole lot of signs directing us where to go. For such a big event, I thought for sure there would be more signs. Lucky for us we got there early enough that it didn't really matter. Got our numbers and our jingle bells and headed out to warm up. A little light jogging and stretching - no pain in the knee. Wahoo!
Starting time - at the line, it started to flurry. It was kind of exciting, seeing everyone dressed up in X-mas gear and the snow. Positioned myself near the back - I knew that I had been running slowly because of my knee. Took off, and I felt good. Paced myself well against my iPod tunes... it helped me keep a good pace.
Mile 1: Saw that I was at 11:06. Was SO excited! I have been doing slow 12-12:30 min. mile on the TM, so feeling good at an 11:06 mile thrilled me.
A little before Mile 2: Uh-oh. The knee. I felt it twinge a bit. Kept going, but the twinge moved up to an ache. I sucked up my pride (yeah, a little pride was lost) and stopped to stretch. Started running again. Life is good.
A little bit later: Uh-oh. Knee again. Bleh... stopped to stretch AGAIN. At this point, I was just hoping to finish while keeping a slow running pace.
Ended up stretching about 7-10 times during the race (I don't remember exactly). Was a little bummed; I have been running longer distances on the TM without any pain. But, I know that the different surface probably aggravated my injury. My legs were also tight from last night's physical therapy - did a TON of lunges and squats. Probably not the smartest training move, to do all that before a race, but that's the way my appointment was scheduled. Next time I'll take a look at that ahead of time...
So I finished in 37:25 today. About a 12:00 mile, which is what I was hoping for.
Next week I am not going to run. I'm going to take the time to rest my running legs and work on spinning, swimming, and Pilates. After that, back to the TM.
- A little X-mas music and present wrapping (I can finally get into it with the snow!)
- Starting my scrapbook from my trip to China.
- Writing a paper for my class
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
So this morning I weighed in; the scale was not good to me. I KNOW I did not eat an extra 2.5 pounds of food this week. Anyway, I was bummed. I mean, like *really* bummed. I tried so hard not to let it bother me, but it did. During my whole morning workout, I was pretty blah.
Came home, got ready for school, still feeling blah. I can't believe I let the scale dictate my morning like that! But this story has a happy ending, so this blog is not one giant pity party.
Today's events that gave this day/story a happy ending:
- One of the girls at school called me "skinny." Never in my LIFE have I been called "skinny." She said "I wish I was skinny like you!" (Floating on air at this point)
- One of my first grade girls said "I really like you." In all my teaching classes I learned "Don't worry if kids like you or not." But when a student tells you that, it's still a great feeling.
- Met a friend for coffee after school (this part has two happies) and he said "you look like you're losing weight." And I see him a lot, so this was really cool. The second happy is that even with my coffee and my pumpkin bread (it was SO good - didn't look up the calories until I got home - YIKES), I stayed within my range today. Wahoo!
- Went shopping after coffee; at my gym they have a Christmas tree with names of needy kids and what they want for the holidays. I picked up a name last week, and bought some super fun things for a little girl. Got her a sled, a winter coat, some really cute sparkly Hello Kitty shoes, and some fun clothes. The girl ringing me up told me "you're going to Heaven for this. She's going to be so excited. What a great thing you are doing." Made me want to cry.
So despite the scale telling me I gained 2.5 pounds, I had a pretty good day. I'm considering boycotting the scale for a while - I know what the other signs of success are; the scale has been taking up too much of my time. I don't need that stress. I LOVE going to the gym and working out. I think as long as I keep it up, I will see the results I want. For a fleeting moment today I thought "Why the hell do I bother with all these great workouts if I'm not losing any weight? I may as well stay home and sleep." But then I closed my eyes and remembered what I used to look like (see the "Whoa" picture on my Spark Page), and cranked up the resistance on my bike.
It's bed time. Tomorrow morning is swimming and a day off from strength training. Pilates is my evening class... looking forward to another super workout day.
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