Monday, October 02, 2017

Everything Changed the Week Before I Turned 40

I'm 43 years old and weigh more than I did in college. My metabolism is flat. My willpower is nil. My energy is that of a sloth, or maybe a turtle.

Perhaps if I start blogging about it again, maybe it will be more meaningful. Life has gotten extraordinarily busy these days. Work, the child's school, extra-curricular activities... Always going, always late nights and bad food.

Tuesday, September 04, 2012

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

I'm a terrible blogger these days!  What's happened since January of 2011?  Hmm...  I completed P90X two more times. 

I actually just started up again last week.  Last week was the first week of school around these parts, so what with that craziness starting up again, and Boy Pop's two (TWO!!!) fall baseball teams starting practices, homework that counts for a grade for the first time this year, and preparation for a black belt midterm and first degree black belt test for the Boy, PLUS my new job ramping up into high gear, I thought to myself, What better time to start a workout program that forces you to work out an hour or more six days per week???


My problem has never been that I can't do it.  My problem has been that I cannot figure out how to go from 60 to, say 45 or 35 after I've finished the marathon fitness program.  EVER. 

My normal method is to go from 0-60, work my ass off, quite literally, for three or four months, then take a break.  I always intend to get right back into it after a week or so off, but then that week turns into two, turns into a month, turns into Oh my HELL! What the? Where did my body go???

So.  For the first time in just about EVER of my adult life, I am going to go from 0-60 in the fall.  But I'm laying some ground rules for myself...

1) I'm cutting myself some slack.  For example, I *should* be doing Plyometrics right this moment, but I'm not.  I'm typing this instead.
2) I'm going to aim for better food intake and fewer late-night, right-before-bed snacks.  Just as a general rule.
3) This is the time of year when food temptation comes at me from all angles... The Boy's birthday, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas.  I will not beat myself up if at the end of the next 12 (I started last week, remember) weeks, I do not lose down to my pre-summer, pre-beach bod.  I like food.  A lot.  I will enjoy it.  So there.
4) I will, at some point during this round of P90X, come up with a livable maintenance workout schedule.  I might possibly use one of my two expensive gym memberships, too!
5) I will keep the blog posted about what I do.

Ahh... Time to jump around.  Maybe I can go longer than 35 minutes today. :)

Monday, January 31, 2011

Workout Update

I got those jeans! Hooray!

This time around, I'll be honest, I have half-assed some of the workouts and have skipped days. Hell, I skipped all of last week (thank you, influenza!). But I'm still seeing results on my physique, if not necessarily the scale. I need to add cardio and cut a few calories to truly see the results I want to see.

I did the math and I officially have 42 days until my first beach trip of the year and then the week we get back, I'll have 13 weeks exactly until the next trip. I'm going to work my ass off between now and spring break, but I won't be able to complete the program.

I worked it out that I have *just* enough time to actually complete all 13 weeks start to finish if I start it up the day after we get back from Mexico.

Folks, that is a lot of working out.

Just sayin'!

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

This Blog is Dusty!

Wow. My last post on here is from October of 2009! That is terrible.

Since then, I've *almost* completed P90X once. I came really close. Week 11 of the 13-week program came the week before we left for a trip to Mexico, and I could never get back into the groove once we returned. I tried to do week 11 over twice and then gave up. Summer, after all, was almost over.

So. Um. Yeah. Then came fall and birthdays and Halloween and Thanksgiving and Christmas and all the ensuing highly caloric and fattening foods I simply had to make and taste and eat.

And with that, came squishiness where I definitely do NOT want it and about 5-10 pounds I absolutely hate.

Where I have issues with working out and eating right is the actual motivation and willpower to do the right thing for my body. I have this inner dialogue that is literally always running and most of the time, it is running on and on about food. And whether or not I should do that workout. Most of the time lately, I have been listening to the lazy side of the argument.

And then, my husband and I went shopping together after Christmas. I needed new jeans. I tried many pairs of jeans on and was disgusted by myself and the way they looked (and NO, moving up a size is simply NOT an option). Dr Pop was in the dressing room with me and he is nothing if not honest about how clothes look on me.



The next day, I began P90X again. My goal is to complete two weeks and then go back and buy the jeans that *almost* fit.

I haven't been perfect in my workouts (skipping one or two here and there), but I am definitely already seeing results both physically and on the scale.

On Saturday, those jeans will be mine!

Of course, that means that I will only have completed two weeks out of a thirteen week training regimen. So I need more motivation.

Aside from the fact that we will be going to the beach mid-March and again in mid-June, I need something to help me stick with it. I don't think dropping $200 on a pair of jeans every two weeks as a reward for my hard work will be very well-received. ;)

What motivates you?

Tuesday, October 20, 2009


I'm stuck. My body is stuck. I have no willpower to resist bad foods.

I think I might be a little depressed about it. I do not for the life of me understand how, after working out 3 - 4 days a week, cutting back on the bad stuff (but no, not cutting it completely out), and trying to live a healthier life, I am STILL stuck at this same number.

Look, I normally walk around anywhere between 127 and 132, depending on the time of month, extra indulgences, what have you. I've been stuck between 133 and 136 for about two months or more (since I started weighing myself regularly again). It's really irksome.

I know what I need to do. But I cannot bring myself to do it. I need to kick start with South Beach or something similar. I have exactly 30 days before I board a plane to Mexico. If I spend the next 14 eating lean protein, low fat, lots of veggies, and very few carbs, plus exercise 4 to 5 days out of each seven, I should be there.

[insert whiney voice]BUT IT'S SO HARD![/insert whiney voice]

Monday, October 12, 2009

Three Steps Forward...

Three Steps Back...

This AM, I was right back at 134.0.

I worked out. I ate well (mostly). I'm at a loss.

38 days until I'll be donning a bikini.

Monday, October 05, 2009



So, in my quest for better health and a tighter body by November 20th (the day we leave for our Playa Thanksgiving adventure), I have committed to only weighing myself once a week. On Mondays. Before I get in the shower in the AM.

When I updated two weeks ago, I weighed 133.4.
Last Monday, I weighed 132.2.
Today, I weighed 131.2.

So everything is going in the right direction, right? My goal is 122. I think it's reasonable.

I'm a results-oriented person and I also like instant gratification. The past 12 months have been a yo-yo of working out, eating right, being a slug, eating like crap, starting over, getting discouraged, and a complete yo-yo! I took a couple of months off from working out, and when I would go back to it, I'd run for a couple of days and then take four weeks off. Not good.

I leave for Playa in 45 days. In an effort to jump start things in my body last week, I decided to do a cleanse.

I'm not going to say which one, other than to say it wasn't a starvation cleanse, but more of a "move things along" cleanse. I stuck with it for 6 days, finally giving up yesterday.

I'm not a proponent of "cleanses." I've always railed loud and long about the negative health effects of them. And after last week? I haven't changed my mind. Cleanses are dangerous. When you take what amounts to a handful of laxatives (under the guise of "herbal" and "root" and blah, blah, healthy, blah) twice a day for a week, you are going to lose weight. In my case, I lost a pound, but I coupled the "cleanse" with four days of exercise and one or two better food choices. If I'd coupled the exercise with good, healthy eating, my results would probably had been better cleanse or no cleanse.

The good news from last week? I worked out Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Sunday. For that, I'm proud of myself.