As I believe I mentioned in my last post, I've completely fallen off the workout wagon.
To give a little back story. I've always been big-boned (putting it politely). I've never been obese or anything, but I've never ever been the skinny girl. Big thighs and big arms run in my family. Growing up, I was very active. My middle brother, L (who watched me all the time), dragged me everywhere with him on our bikes in the summertime. We are talking 30 min bike rides just to a place where construction was going on where we'd sit and watch, then bike all the way back home. I also played softball for a number of years and got regular exercise from that.
My senior year of high school, my group of friends at the time, coerced me into trying out for cheer leading. I didn't attend high school at all my senior year, instead I took college courses full time through a program that the state runs. Anyways, I made the cheer leading squad and attended practice every.single.day. Which = me becoming in the best shape I'd ever been in. If you think cheer leading is wussy, you don't know what your talking about because practicing throwing a 120 lb girl in the air 5 days a week and your bound to see some kind of results. And that I did. Strange part was, I didn't even know it was happening until one day I noticed a shirt that used to be too small fit perfectly :) Then college came, and we all know what happens in college if you don't exercise regularly.
Fast forward to about a year and a half ago. For work, I was sitting on my butt for 40+ hours a week in a very high stress environment where anything could be and would be solved with a chocolate bar or some kind of indulgent treat. Then it hit me one day when I stepped on the scale non chalantly, with an upcoming vacation with my still relatively new boyfriend and his family to Florida looming in my future. I couldn't believe what I saw on the scale, for me, it was the largest I'd ever been. More importantly though, a light bulb went off. The connection to how I'd been feeling (sluggish, lazy, sick quite often) and the weight. Bada Bing!
So I joined weight watchers, and for 1.5 months I was very meticulous about it. And I lost about 10 lbs. Went to Florida, had the best time, but completely threw any healthy eating habits out the window. Where those habits continued to stay till the fall.
October 2009 was where the change really began to happen. I was going through some huge life changes, that although were temporary, taught me more than I could have ever imagined. But I was on my own and I got bored. I'd always wanted to join the gym near my house but was always scared. One day I just did it though..and I continued going constantly. The weight began to slowly come off. I also started back on weight watchers, although I've never been as regimented as I was before Florida.
Since October of 2009, I've lost roughly 21 lbs. And I've kept it off. But after my accident in March, I've completely and utterly fallen off the working out band wagon and I need to get back on. I'm running a 12K here at the end of May with some co workers. I have been *kind of* following my training plan for it. But I never feel as good after a run, as I do after a workout at the gym. I don't think I get into the same mind set or nearly push myself as hard. And I don't know what to do. What I'm trying to say is I don't know how to get back into the working out wagon.
But tomorrow..(or so I'm telling myself) its on. I've never done good with pressure, I always talk my self out or rather psych my self out. BUT, Vegas is coming soon. And I want to look good in my bathing suit. My current regiment will not accommodate that. I've already been working on my eating...started earlier this week. But tomorrow, I'm going to do something. I'm not going to say I'm going to make it to the gym because prior commitments and the fact I need to sleep sometime, will not accommodate that. But I think a 3 mile run down to the highway and back sounds good. Possibly followed by a mile cool down walk with Coley. Then Saturday, I will be back at the gym, followed by Sunday, Monday, Tuesday... :)
Help keep me accountable, k? Or at least let me know your out there, or any tips you have that help you exercise regularly! I do know that once I start, I will get hooked again..because what do they say? It takes two weeks to develop a habit!
And I also need to keep repeating "Nothing tastes as good as thin feels!" ---So true!!
To give a little back story. I've always been big-boned (putting it politely). I've never been obese or anything, but I've never ever been the skinny girl. Big thighs and big arms run in my family. Growing up, I was very active. My middle brother, L (who watched me all the time), dragged me everywhere with him on our bikes in the summertime. We are talking 30 min bike rides just to a place where construction was going on where we'd sit and watch, then bike all the way back home. I also played softball for a number of years and got regular exercise from that.
My senior year of high school, my group of friends at the time, coerced me into trying out for cheer leading. I didn't attend high school at all my senior year, instead I took college courses full time through a program that the state runs. Anyways, I made the cheer leading squad and attended practice every.single.day. Which = me becoming in the best shape I'd ever been in. If you think cheer leading is wussy, you don't know what your talking about because practicing throwing a 120 lb girl in the air 5 days a week and your bound to see some kind of results. And that I did. Strange part was, I didn't even know it was happening until one day I noticed a shirt that used to be too small fit perfectly :) Then college came, and we all know what happens in college if you don't exercise regularly.
Fast forward to about a year and a half ago. For work, I was sitting on my butt for 40+ hours a week in a very high stress environment where anything could be and would be solved with a chocolate bar or some kind of indulgent treat. Then it hit me one day when I stepped on the scale non chalantly, with an upcoming vacation with my still relatively new boyfriend and his family to Florida looming in my future. I couldn't believe what I saw on the scale, for me, it was the largest I'd ever been. More importantly though, a light bulb went off. The connection to how I'd been feeling (sluggish, lazy, sick quite often) and the weight. Bada Bing!
So I joined weight watchers, and for 1.5 months I was very meticulous about it. And I lost about 10 lbs. Went to Florida, had the best time, but completely threw any healthy eating habits out the window. Where those habits continued to stay till the fall.
October 2009 was where the change really began to happen. I was going through some huge life changes, that although were temporary, taught me more than I could have ever imagined. But I was on my own and I got bored. I'd always wanted to join the gym near my house but was always scared. One day I just did it though..and I continued going constantly. The weight began to slowly come off. I also started back on weight watchers, although I've never been as regimented as I was before Florida.
Since October of 2009, I've lost roughly 21 lbs. And I've kept it off. But after my accident in March, I've completely and utterly fallen off the working out band wagon and I need to get back on. I'm running a 12K here at the end of May with some co workers. I have been *kind of* following my training plan for it. But I never feel as good after a run, as I do after a workout at the gym. I don't think I get into the same mind set or nearly push myself as hard. And I don't know what to do. What I'm trying to say is I don't know how to get back into the working out wagon.
But tomorrow..(or so I'm telling myself) its on. I've never done good with pressure, I always talk my self out or rather psych my self out. BUT, Vegas is coming soon. And I want to look good in my bathing suit. My current regiment will not accommodate that. I've already been working on my eating...started earlier this week. But tomorrow, I'm going to do something. I'm not going to say I'm going to make it to the gym because prior commitments and the fact I need to sleep sometime, will not accommodate that. But I think a 3 mile run down to the highway and back sounds good. Possibly followed by a mile cool down walk with Coley. Then Saturday, I will be back at the gym, followed by Sunday, Monday, Tuesday... :)
Help keep me accountable, k? Or at least let me know your out there, or any tips you have that help you exercise regularly! I do know that once I start, I will get hooked again..because what do they say? It takes two weeks to develop a habit!
And I also need to keep repeating "Nothing tastes as good as thin feels!" ---So true!!
