Best Bootcamp thus far

Saturday mornings have been taken over by bootcamp. I haven’t decided if I love it or not.  I do love the feeling I get afterwards:  accomplished, strong and tired!  I’m going to stick with it as long as I can. I really wish I could take the weekday classes but child care + the cost of boot camp is a bit much.

This morning went much better than last week.  Last week, I kept getting dizzy.  Getting dizzy made me frustrated and in turn, pissed off.  Not my best performance by far.  Thank goodness today was good!  I was able to hang in there much better.

So far, bootcamp has only had 2 people participating.  I’m so used to such a small group that a large group would be so different–more people to screw things up! hahaha!  Some things were a bit funny today.  There was a newbie today named Rachel.  Rachel is super sweet but totally girly!  I kept telling her to harness her inner tomboy.  I think it took a bit for her to understand that this is supposed to be a BOOTCAMP experience.  By that, I mean Fred (instructor) doesn’t want us waving to people or getting distracted.  He really does want us to sing loudly in front of all the spectators on the greenway. Once she got that, she was great.  I enjoyed having Rachel there because she’s a cheerful person.  I tend to have a rain cloud over my head when I do poorly, so it was a nice dynamic.

It really took me back today–back to when I cared *so* much about how other people view me.  The old  me would have died before doing a bootcamp. (to be truthful the old me would have never survived a bootcamp, hahahaha)

I’ve still got 27lbs to lose.  I set a goal of a year.  I don’t think that’s going to happen, but I’ll keep on keeping on.  What can I say?  I finally feel like I am never going back to my old ways ever again.  It’s taken me 10 months to truly believe that I’ve changed.  No wonder people fall off the wagon permantly–10 months is a long damned time!

 

Plateau? Schmateau!

189.  Two mornings in a row.

And I’m not sabotaging myself this time!

 

Magnificent Monday!

I feel very good today, in all ways:  physically, emotionally, mentally.  I love it when I feel like this!  Especially after I had a less-than-stellar weekend. 

Let’s just say that french fries were involved and that I snacked, snacked, snacked on Sunday.

But guess what?  The scale read 190lbs this morning!!!!!!!!!!!!! That means I’ve lost 42lbs.  That’s more than my 4 year old weighs.  I got him to lay on my back last night and then I tried to do some push-ups with him on me.  With him on my back, I was essentially back at my starting weight.  Good Gravy, was it heavy!  I could barely manage 3 push-ups!  Once again, I am utterly astounded that I used to carry that around on a daily basis.  Truly humbling.

Today, at the gym, I was dancing on the treadmill after telling my friend about getting to 190lbs.  My trainer walked by and I hollered out that I hit 190 and gave him a big High 5.  So anyone who was paying attention knows exactly what I weigh.  And I’m totally cool with that.  So, so many woman would be mortified to weigh that–and technically it’s still quite overweight.  But I’ve come so far!  And we women compare ourselves to one another far too often.  Far too often we measure our worth by the number on the scale.  God knows I’ve caught myself doing it.

On to other matters:  I have discovered Taco Bell’s Fresco menu.  I don’t know why I never bothered to look for healthy options at Taco Bell–I probably assumed there were none.  I got the Fresco Burrito Supreme with Steak.  Man, it was SO good.  It tastes way too good to be a lighter option.  It has 8 grams of fat and 330 calories, 6.5 WW points.  But that sucker is HUGE!   Unfortunately, I allowed myself to get far too hungry and it didn’t satisfy my hunger.  I had some chicken and oatmeal and cheerios when I got home.  Not perfect, but they are healthy options.  I didn’t rip through the box of Girl Scout Crack, uh, I mean cookies in the freezer.

 

Today is the day!

Today, January 29, marks that day that I have officially lost 40 lbs!

40 freaking pounds!

I am so happy right now I could burst!  It is only tainted by the fact that today is my last session with my trainer for a while.  We just don’t have the funds for it to be an everyday thing forever.  But it’s  okay.  I can do this!  See, i’ve lost 40 lbs!

I will try to take a pic this week to mark the occasion!

 

I just did the math!

My goal all along has been 160lbs. As of this morning, I’m down to 196lbs. (yay!). That’s 36lbs gone–HALFfreakingWAY!

For perspective:
That’s 4.5 gallons of water
My four-year-old son
over 7 bags of flour
approximately 4.5 average sized newborns
36 cans of diced tomatoes

That’s what I used to carry around every day. Amazing.

 

Session #11–yes, 11! and a buried lead.

My darling husband has given me 10 more session with my trainer as an early Christmas gift.  God love him–he knows I would never have bought them myself even though I wanted (needed?) them very badly!

So, session #11 is today and I’m psyched!  I’m really starting to *enjoy* getting my ass handed to me.  I’ve noticed that my mental attitude has everything to do with the success of the session.  That’s kind of a “duh” statement, but as with everything else I seem to have to learn it the hard way, LOL. 

I’m not sure how, but I wound up with a really knowledgeble trainer.  We rarely do the same things twice–his repetoir of pain is extensive.  I kid, but really he has me doing exercises, positions and movements I would never have thought of on my own.  And here’s the interesting part:  almost everything is done with just my body weight!  We use nearly no regular gym equipment.  We do use kettlebells, a Bosu, this set of ropes with handles and “stirrups,” and some free weights.  But mostly it’s just me.  I wasn’t too sure of this in the beginning but now I’m really seeing some results.  I’ve got muscles on the backs of my arms now–who knew?  and my upper thighs are so much more muscular.  The other area I’ve seen improvement is my stamina and ability to do more difficult movements.

As he and I get to know each other, my workout improves.  He knows how to read me and I push to give him more effort.  It’s great, really.  Plus, we have a fun brother/sister-type banter that helps, too.  We crack each other up and in my life, laughter is very important.

My husband signed us up for more life insurance and the nurse came today to do a quickie physical.  I had to get weighed, blood taken, urine sample, etc.  And here’s the buried lead:  199lbs, baby!  She said her scale was extremely accurate, so WHOOOOOOOOO, HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!  199!  Go me! Go me!  That’s 33lbs officially gone!  only 39 more to go!

 

30 down, 42 more to go.

That’s right, I weighed in this morning at 202lbs.  Officially, I’ve lost 30lbs.  I’m a couple days late on my offical weigh-in, but oh well.  That’s 6 bags of flour for you folks playing along at home.

And I’ve started a food journal. (although, i totally hate the term “food journal” I can’t really think of anything better to call it.)  I’ve am tightening up on my eating again.  I have been letting it slip and letting myself have too many treats too often.  It’s all a part of becoming mentally tough.

 

I forgot about weigh-in!

203.4lbs!  I managed to get past my 204lb hump!  I am so proud of myself.  I can almost taste 199!  Seeing that “1″ in the front instead of a 2 will be SO amazing.  New progess pics when I hit 30lbs lost–so just 1 more pound.

I also hired a personal trainer today.  I think this is going to be the best money I’ve ever spent on myself.  I was getting to a point of boredom and not really knowing what to do.  And if you’ve read my last handful of posts, I’ve been yo-yo-ing around the 205lb mark.  It was time.  I’ve been kicking it around since I started this change, though.

His name is Fred.  Coincidentally, he’s only 2 weeks older than I am and was born on my late father-in-law’s birthday.  (I find this interesting because my FIL’s death has been a big motivator for me in this journey) And let me tell you, he was kicking my butt in 5 minutes of work compared to the piddly stuff I’d been doing on my own. Oy, the squats!  I’ve signed up for 10 hour-long sessions stretched over 5 weeks.  The best part of the whole session and what sold me on a personal trainer was the stretching!  I get to just lay there and have someone stretch my tired muscles for 10 minutes! Totally great–and I can tell I’m not as sore even though I did way more work than normal.  Well, ask me again in the morning but for now I feel great.  God, if he only did footrubs and massages………

My husband has been really great–totally supportive even though the trainer isn’t cheap.  I love that man.

Tomorrow night is girls’ night.  This month was my choice and I’ve decided to hit a “hibachi” type place.  I figured it will be fun to watch our food be cooked and I’ll be able to order something healthier since I know how it’s all prepared.  I am really looking forward to seeing my girlfriends–they are just a great group of gals who are proud of me and happy for my success.  What more can a girl ask for?

 

Vacation, All I ever wanted…..Weekly Weigh

Yesterday was my weigh in: 206lbs.  Grumph.  My hubs says I shouldn’t worry about 2lbs since it could be water, not pooping, etc.  I’m going to try to take that mentality while I’m on vacation.

I just exercised on vacation.  I got out of bed at 5:30am and marched my vactioning butt to the exercise room.  That was definitely a first for me.

And can I just say that I HATE treadmills.  Hate them so much.  But I did sweat which is the goal.  Although the “fitness” room was less than stellar, I didn’t let that stop me from burning a few calories.  I consider this preventative maintenence since I will be eating more calories than ususal.  I went to the continental breakfast to hopefully find some fruit or oatmeal or SOMETHING, but it was a carb/sugar/caffiene fest down there.  Luckily, we are going out to breakfast so maybe I’ll be able to muddle through. 

See, the thing is, if I start the day off with sugar/carbs, I know it’s going to go downhill from there–and I don’t want to go downhill!  I’d much rather “splurge” at the end of the day so it’s the end of the treat and not the beginning.  I don’t even know if that makes sense in writing.

 

Weigh In Day!

Down to 204!  I’m very happy with that. Especially since I made some less-than-perfect choices this past week.  But they were concious choices and I’m okay with that.  I’m really proud that I threw away half my fries so I wouldn’t overeat.  I swear to god, I have never thrown a fry away in my entire life! 

I’m planning another post, hopefully today, about the comments people have made to me.  Stay tuned!