I swear, lately it's just one thing after another.
Pneumonia. Bad cold. Another cold. Now, I have a problem with my foot - even walking hurts. I did not injure it, so I have no idea what happened, but there appears to be a pain and swelling issue. I forget what the doctor called it. But it means exercise is a no-go - again! And you know what happens when I can't exercise - my eating falls off the tracks.
Lately, I keep getting asked at work when I am due. And yes, I am NOT pregnant. So that is a big kick to the ol' self esteem. I really want to get my eating under control again, but tis the season to be difficult! I don't want to make excuses, though, so I think I am going to try cutting back without following any specific plan. Maybe being less restrictive will help. I don't know.
I am feeling pretty defeated lately...
Thursday, December 3, 2015
Friday, October 30, 2015
Why I Quit the Gym
I recently cancelled my gym membership.
No, I am not done with working out. And I didn't quit the gym because I didn't like going there. On the contrary: I love working out, loved my gym, really enjoyed the classes and found the interaction with staff encouraging.
However, I just wasn't getting there enough. The hours weren't the best for my schedule, I wasn't making it to my favourite classes, and in the summer (when I'd rather be running) I felt like I HAD to go just because I was paying for it. Overall, having a gym membership started to feel like pressure. Pressure that I don't need.
I am considering joining a cheaper, no-frills 24-hour gym nearby. My sister goes there, and since it's so cheap I can go once a week (or even less) and still feel like I am getting my money's worth.
But most of my working out will be at home. I bought some hand weights and a mat, plus this handy little dumbbell holder:
I also have an exercise bike, some decent work out videos (30 Day Shred anyone?) and of course my running to keep me busy. Now if I can just get my eating in better shape, I will be all set!
No, I am not done with working out. And I didn't quit the gym because I didn't like going there. On the contrary: I love working out, loved my gym, really enjoyed the classes and found the interaction with staff encouraging.
However, I just wasn't getting there enough. The hours weren't the best for my schedule, I wasn't making it to my favourite classes, and in the summer (when I'd rather be running) I felt like I HAD to go just because I was paying for it. Overall, having a gym membership started to feel like pressure. Pressure that I don't need.
I am considering joining a cheaper, no-frills 24-hour gym nearby. My sister goes there, and since it's so cheap I can go once a week (or even less) and still feel like I am getting my money's worth.
But most of my working out will be at home. I bought some hand weights and a mat, plus this handy little dumbbell holder:
I also have an exercise bike, some decent work out videos (30 Day Shred anyone?) and of course my running to keep me busy. Now if I can just get my eating in better shape, I will be all set!
Monday, September 21, 2015
Update
Just a brief update to tell you...I have pneumonia. I have been ordered off work for the rest of the week. I shall rest and try not to lick the cupboards clean...
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Good News, Bad News
Good News! I have managed to lose about 3 pounds - that's without exercise and just trying to eat a little better. Not a fast loss by any means, but still...I am happy with it.
Bad News - the reason for the lack of exercise is because I have been sick for about a month, and am now at home with bronchitis and suspected pneumonia. I had a chest X-ray done so we'll know for sure soon. In any case, I thought I'd take the time to write a very brief update before collapsing back into my bed.
Thanks for listening :)
Bad News - the reason for the lack of exercise is because I have been sick for about a month, and am now at home with bronchitis and suspected pneumonia. I had a chest X-ray done so we'll know for sure soon. In any case, I thought I'd take the time to write a very brief update before collapsing back into my bed.
Thanks for listening :)
Monday, August 31, 2015
Life
Life is funny.
A year ago, I could have weighed 40lbs less than I do now and felt miserable. I would have hated how I looked, how I felt...heck, I think I would have just hated myself!
Yet, here I sit now, the biggest I've ever been (and yes, that means I weigh more now than I did when I was 9 months pregnant) and I do not hate myself. I do not hate my body. In fact, I am rather happy with myself. Because the truth is, I needed a break. I needed a break from stressing over calories and fat, how many calories I was burning at the gym, how soon I could fit into my old clothes...the list goes on and on. I was just DONE. Surely you all can understand that.
Of course, I put on weight really easily and really quickly. Which is why I quickly go to be the size that I currently am. But you know what? My body still works. I still wear non-plus-sized clothes. I still get told that I am beautiful, or that I have a nice smile. And I actually feel MORE confident than I did before, because I am happy with myself. I like myself.
Does that mean that I am done trying to lose weight? No. Not at all. I know that I am not as healthy as I could be, and I know that I could feel even more confident at a lower weight. I'm just not willing to beat myself up over it, or obsess over it like I did before.
As of today, I am starting a new weight loss plan. It is nothing special - I will watch my portions, but not count points or calories. I will exercise 3 or more times per week, but I will focus on what exercises I WANT to be doing, not what I think I should be doing. I want to make happiness a priority in all areas of life, and my physical body should be no different.
I am going to try this for a month and see how it goes. If the weight isn't coming off, or if I still find myself binge eating, then I will re-evaluate. But for now, this feels right for me.
And here's something interesting: I read somewhere that the age where women tend to feel the most confident, sexy, and happy is 31. Seems fitting, as that is my exact age...
A year ago, I could have weighed 40lbs less than I do now and felt miserable. I would have hated how I looked, how I felt...heck, I think I would have just hated myself!
Yet, here I sit now, the biggest I've ever been (and yes, that means I weigh more now than I did when I was 9 months pregnant) and I do not hate myself. I do not hate my body. In fact, I am rather happy with myself. Because the truth is, I needed a break. I needed a break from stressing over calories and fat, how many calories I was burning at the gym, how soon I could fit into my old clothes...the list goes on and on. I was just DONE. Surely you all can understand that.
Of course, I put on weight really easily and really quickly. Which is why I quickly go to be the size that I currently am. But you know what? My body still works. I still wear non-plus-sized clothes. I still get told that I am beautiful, or that I have a nice smile. And I actually feel MORE confident than I did before, because I am happy with myself. I like myself.
Does that mean that I am done trying to lose weight? No. Not at all. I know that I am not as healthy as I could be, and I know that I could feel even more confident at a lower weight. I'm just not willing to beat myself up over it, or obsess over it like I did before.
As of today, I am starting a new weight loss plan. It is nothing special - I will watch my portions, but not count points or calories. I will exercise 3 or more times per week, but I will focus on what exercises I WANT to be doing, not what I think I should be doing. I want to make happiness a priority in all areas of life, and my physical body should be no different.
I am going to try this for a month and see how it goes. If the weight isn't coming off, or if I still find myself binge eating, then I will re-evaluate. But for now, this feels right for me.
And here's something interesting: I read somewhere that the age where women tend to feel the most confident, sexy, and happy is 31. Seems fitting, as that is my exact age...
Monday, July 20, 2015
Under the Sea
I just noticed something...did I really not end up posting any photos from my daughter' party in May? I was so proud of how I pulled it off! Oh well...better late than never. So here they are:
The invitation:
Hairbands I made for the Goody Bags...Aaralyn got a special one with a sea turtle on it (the other girls' had sand dollars)
Decorations:
Bubble Station, ready to go (there was also a craft centre)
Snacks!
The Cake! I frugaled things and ordered just the fondant characters from a local baker, but made and iced the cake myself!
Overall it was a really fun day!
The invitation:
Hairbands I made for the Goody Bags...Aaralyn got a special one with a sea turtle on it (the other girls' had sand dollars)
Decorations:
Bubble Station, ready to go (there was also a craft centre)
Snacks!
The Cake! I frugaled things and ordered just the fondant characters from a local baker, but made and iced the cake myself!
Overall it was a really fun day!
Monday, July 6, 2015
Sixty Pounds to Lose
(Ulgh, that makes me sweat just saying it)
Yup, you've read that correctly. As of today, I need to lose 60lbs to get to my goal weight.
This is the largest weight loss goal I have ever faced, pregnancy excluded.
Before, I told myself that I would be angry with myself if I didn't get my eating back on track and gained all of my weight back. And it turns out, I was right. Boy was I ever right!
Look, I am generally happy with how my body FEELS. That's because I've stayed pretty consistent with my exercise, despite not watching what was going in my mouth. I can still lift and squat the same amounts as before. The only time I really notice my weight gain during exercise is when I'm running. Running is hard right now. But, I am keeping at it, and steadily making small progress. So yes, I feel okay. But when I see pictures of myself - WOW. I am NOT happy. I don't even recognize the person in them! So, something must change.
Here I go...
Yup, you've read that correctly. As of today, I need to lose 60lbs to get to my goal weight.
This is the largest weight loss goal I have ever faced, pregnancy excluded.
Before, I told myself that I would be angry with myself if I didn't get my eating back on track and gained all of my weight back. And it turns out, I was right. Boy was I ever right!
Look, I am generally happy with how my body FEELS. That's because I've stayed pretty consistent with my exercise, despite not watching what was going in my mouth. I can still lift and squat the same amounts as before. The only time I really notice my weight gain during exercise is when I'm running. Running is hard right now. But, I am keeping at it, and steadily making small progress. So yes, I feel okay. But when I see pictures of myself - WOW. I am NOT happy. I don't even recognize the person in them! So, something must change.
Here I go...
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