If you read my last post, then you what I did while I’ve been MIA, but consider this my official FIVE month check-in!
Five months ago, I said ENOUGH with being fat. And it started off relatively great. I had the right mindset, the right attitude and a NOT GONNA QUIT fight. I was losing weight at a good pace. I was feeling great. I lost a bunch of inches! And then October happened. And little by little, I found myself way off the path.
I haven’t logged a meal since forever. And I have admitted to my workouts being subpar. Almost non-existent.
But that changed on Monday. I got back to logging the food. Holding myself accountable again. And I got 4 workouts in last week. Right now my goal is to get at least 3 in this week.
I know Thanksgiving is next week. One of the best food days of the year! Seriously! How did it get here so fast? As I said above, as of Monday, I put myself into check. FOR REAL. I had to, before too much slipped away and I lose all that I’ve worked for. I don’t want my 6 month check in to get here and I’m still at a standstill. I’ve stalled out for way too long. And I have to think of Thanksgiving as another day where I plan and log. That’s gonna be hard y’all! I’m not going to promise myself anything for that day as to not feel like a loser if my will power breaks. But I’m going to attempt to show some type of restraint!
So wish me luck, cheer me on… OR join me. Let’s put our big girl panties on, get our shit together, and get on track or in my case BACK ON TRACK!
It’s not easy. That’s why I’m here, writing. To tell you it’s not easy. But it’s definitely POSSIBLE. If you want a juice cleanse, go do it. If you want to starve yourself for a month, I won’t say DO IT, but you gotta do you.
If you choose a shortcut or something you think is magical you can NOT expect long term success. It’s just not a thing.
You seriously have to change. Make good habits. Get active. Eat healthy. I’ve let life sidetrack me and get me off my game for the past 6 weeks. And let me tell you… I swear there’s a small rebellion going on in my thoughts that I can’t control. I’m full. I’ve had a good meal, but doesn’t something sweet sound good? It’s an addiction to sugar. I’ve let myself have that taste and then another, and then another. Now it’s all I think about. I’m NOT EVEN HUNGRY! Yet, the addiction is there.
Willpower has to win in this situation, or I’ll slide back to my old weight and be sad. Real sad. So back at it. I will win this year. I will turn 41 and be healthier and leaner.
Again, Monday was my come to Jesus meeting with myself. I weighed in on Saturday at 179.2. And ate all the things for the rest of the day. After a weekend of pizza, wings, fries, cokes, and dr. peppers. I finally grossed myself out enough to want to do better.
My new restart. It’s still good that I’m 20lbs down. But had I not gone off the rails, I might be down 30lbs by now! doh! Can’t dwell on the past though, I’m in the here and now.
One good thing though is the inches have and will continue to shrink down! Here are my measurements from June (start), August and November. Not too bad. 16.75 inches lost since June! It helps keep me motivated when my weight is in flux.
The past couple of days, I overcame my laziness and excuses and managed to get a workouts in at home. My typical slacker self would have just watched tv. I would have told myself, “I missed the class times at CrossFit Boom. I’ll go another day.” With some inner guilt and my kid’s well-intended push, I got in the garage and followed the workout that Boom posted. I’ll be the first to tell you, I was a whiny girl baby. It’s so much different when I’m not in the group environment. Wait a minute… no it’s not. I’m still a whiny girl baby but in a group environment!
Looking back to Monday, I know I could have pushed harder. But me all by myself, it was just harder.
My second day of working out at home was a little bit easier when it came to the barbell work. But I really enjoy the barbell. My max is 135lbs for clean and jerk and I worked up to 125lbs for the complex.
It’s the MetCon that I wasn’t feeling. And I struggled. I used a 35lb kettle bell instead of a dumbbell. And it sucked! Either way. I did work. I’m proud of myself for that. But I really need to make a class. I need that community. It helps push me.
So there you have it. Five months. I’ve had gains. I’ve had missteps. I’ve completely gone off the rails. It’s all about how you come back though, right? So I’m on the comeback. Let’s go!