Today was one of those days I used to dream about. In the morning we played and tickled and all that fun stuff. Then, I was out and about with my beautiful family. My amazing son and my loving husband. We walked all over town, played at the sound garden. We had lunch downtown. Little man actually ate what we bought him at a restaurant. We came home and relaxed for a little bit and then went to the store and got dinner. Which, by the way, little man ate almost all of his dinner too. Then we played as a family before getting ready to brush his teeth and send him to bed. He even let me brush his teeth without a fight.
I know my last two posts were about fitness, and if you really need me to work that in, I got over 11,000 steps in today. This was just one of those days that I really just need to remember. This was one of those days that every parent dreams of. This is one of those days that I wish could last forever.
The reason for the name of this blog is that for the longest time, everyone around me was having children. It felt like it was in the air. Finally, on May 30th, 2014...I caught the bug when my beautiful son came into this world. I want to share my feelings, thoughts, what I learn and maybe some random stuff in between with as many people that want to hear(or read) it.
Saturday, July 23, 2016
Friday, July 22, 2016
Not giving up
Well, so far the
exercise part of this journey is going pretty well. Although today and
yesterday were off days for me. I went a little too hard on Wednesday morning.
I did the 30 day fit challenge and then right after that I did my kick boxing
routine. Well, that has kind of hindered things. My thigh muscles, while they feel more pronounced are absolutely killing me. Every time I stand up or sit down I regret it. It is finally getting better though. Anyway, I went back and looked at
my calorie counting app since I started it on like the 13th or so and I have
only gone over my allotted calories twice. Although, I still think I need to do
more than just count calories. As much as I hate doing it, I think I am going
to have to download My Fitness Pal instead. That one counts more than just
calories. I really thought that working out more was going to help but it turns
out "you can't out train a bad diet." So my plan is to start working
harder on the food I eat. I will admit that it proving to be harder than I
thought. But my first goal is going to be giving up pop and honestly only
having one or two energy drinks a week. I say that all the time, but I always end up giving in. This time I'll go to almost strictly coffee, tea
and water. Which reminds me. I am going to get this tea from the Natural Foods
store downtown. It's a matcha green tea.
I hear it's good for weight loss. So I am going to try that too. I also have
decided that instead of having a big goal, like weighing 175 lbs, I will do
little goals. So right now it is either to weigh 240 lbs, down from 260. Either
that or to wear a size 14. Whichever comes first. All I know is that I am
really proud of myself for not giving up or getting lazy. I am that kind of
person that gives up way too easily when I don't see results pretty much right
away. So, I am going to continue to work hard and do better and I am hoping to
at least feel better.
Saturday, July 16, 2016
The beginning of my fit and fabulous journey
So, a few days ago I
decided I was going to get in shape. I got my results back from my pap and I
have abnormal cells. So, needless to say, I am scared crap-less. So that night I
spent a good two hours online researching fitness, running, counting calories
and all that good stuff. The thing is, I have done this before. I have sat
there at night reading about things like the Couch to 5K program and beginner
running, cardio for overweight people. The problem is, I would come up with
this big plan to start running, fall asleep and wake up the next morning with
absolutely no motivation whatsoever.
Well, I guess this
time is different. The next day I spent the beginning of my day downloading and
checking out a bunch of apps for counting calories, tracking fitness and
counting steps. I finally decided on a trio of apps: Google Fit, Noom Weight Loss Coach and their other app Noom Walk, which tracks your steps. Later that
day with my little man (one of the biggest reasons for all of
this) went down for his nap, I found a beginners kickboxing lesson on YouTube.
I am not going to lie, it was in no way easy. Now, Alan and I walk like crazy,
but we walk for fun. It is never too fast or too hard. It very rarely gets my
heart pumping or sweat dripping. There is definitely a difference between
walking leisurely for 5 miles and a 25 minute cardio kickboxing session when
you are an overweight, out of shape, pack a day smoker. But I did it. And let
me just say, I felt amazing after. I'm not kidding. I really felt great. Yeah,
my legs were tired and my arms were a little sore and I was completely out of
breath for a good 10 minutes, but I felt awesome. I felt like a rock star. But
of course in the back of my mind I had this fear that I would wake up the next
day and not want to do anything at all.
Well, I am proud to
say that today was the next day and this girl kicked butt again. When little
man went down for his nap I did a 30 minute beginner yoga session. I don't want
to do too much too fast so I thought I could do a little low impact workout. Well,
that just wasn't enough for me. So after dinner I loaded little man into the
jogging stroller that I am now super giddy that we have, and took off for a
walk. I walked about a mile, although it wasn't all walking. I actually jogged.
I'm not going to sit here and say it was awesome, or flawless or even that I
felt that great. It wasn’t and I didn't. I actually only jogged for a total of
2 minutes. One minute with two minutes of walking in between. Now I know to
some people that may not seem like anything, but to me…wow. All I can really
say is wow. And to top it all off, I smoked less than a pack of cigarettes both
days and I also stayed under my allotted calories both days. Today I even had
more "green foods" than anything else.
The pride that I
feel in myself is really an amazing motivator. So is my son, this health scare
and that feeling I am going to have when I step on the scale see that I am
starting to lose weight. This is going to be one heck of a journey, and it is
going to be hard and there will be days where I am going to want to give up. I
am really just hoping that by writing this down here, I can inspire myself when
I truly need it. And maybe someone will stumble upon with and I can inspire them too.
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