I haven’t really done anything different. Rather than going to the fitness class last Thursday, I sat in a waiting room so my husband could go to the doctor. Rather than going to the fitness class early Saturday morning, my family went to my brother’s the night before and didn’t get home until after 1am. Needless to say, there was very little chance of me getting up and working out at 7am. We ate at home a little more frequently, because I spent all of our food money (and a little extra) on a massive grocery shopping trip. We were out of a lot of things, which had contributed to us eating out a lot more than we should. So I suppose we didn’t eat as much junk. Though I did buy a bag of candy bars. And I’ve been drinking soda again. So really, I figured that measuring myself was probably not a good idea. But the numbers were better. And some of them were even better than before I got all stressed out and stopped running. So I don’t know why, but I’ve lost body. I don’t know about the weight thing yet. Too scary. But I’ve lost an inch and a half around my waist, and since I’d gained back an inch, that puts me ahead. I also lost an inch in my hips and legs. I have no explanation for this. My husband says stress and not eating. But I don’t think an argument could really be made for not eating. I have most definitely been eating. Though, I did also get some stomach upset in the last week. So maybe it’s more like, stress, not overeating, and getting sick so it all flew right through. Maybe that did it. Who knows?
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I finally measured myself. Though, I have stayed far away from the evil Wii Fit and it’s scale. So no idea on the weight. But there is both bad news, and good news.
The Bad News
The stress did have a negative affect on my measurements. I expected as much, which is why I hadn’t measured myself. But I was eating more than I should (and worse than I should). And I haven’t worked out since I hurt myself (I forgot I already had plans last week so I missed the free fitness classes I’d learned about). Really, the bad news was expected.
The Good News
Not all of my measurements went up. I actually lost an inch in my hips, and my legs stayed the same. Only my waist and arms went up, and those not by much. It could have been much worse. I think it’s a testament to my attempts at changing my stress-behavior that I didn’t eat my way back up a pant size. I’ve been much more aware of when it’s a bad day sending me to the cupboard, rather than a growling stomach. And I think that’s really kept the damage to a minimum.
I’m not going to post my measurements this week, mostly because I still haven’t worked out again. It might sound vain, but it’s really not. I just feel like, until I get back into action, the measurements don’t mean anything. I’m just sitting around spouting hot air and expecting the numbers to change. So until I’ve worked out, I don’t feel like a discussion of the positive or negative change in my numbers is very important. The numbers are a tool for me to gauge the effectiveness of what I’m doing. Currently, I’m doing nothing. Therefore, there is no effectiveness to judge.
I have no plans on this Thursday, and I’ll hopefully get to bed earlier on Friday so I can get up for the fitness class Saturday morning. It’s at 7am though, which is not really a time of day that I’m usually awake. So we’ll see. I should at least be able to manage the Thursday night class without killing myself. So we’ll call this a To Be Continued. . .
Our air conditioner went out in late May or early June. It was inconvenient, but we hadn’t had a lot of really hot days, so we didn’t worry about it too much. We thought we knew what was wrong. We were just waiting for an electrician family member to have time to come over and fix. And then a week of triple digit temperatures and heat advisories happened. And when she came over to fix what we thought was wrong, it wasn’t the problem. So basically, since it was crazy hot last week, most of my brain power went into figuring out how to keep my house cool. Turning on my computer during the day was not part of that plan. Thus, I didn’t get any blogging done.
This week, we’ve got some window units that my grandpa had in his basement (God provides!) to keep us cooler until we can get the part in that will really fix the AC. Which means I have room in my brain for thoughts other than keeping the temperature in a certain range. And I’m okay with having my computer on during the day.
As a Weight Loss Wednesday update: I hurt my knee. Not badly, but the circumstances made it worse than it could have been (since I was running alone with no cell phone so I had to walk 10 minutes back to my car). I haven’t been walking or running since. And I intend to get new running shoes before I go running again because I think my shoes being a couple years old and worn down may have had a lot to do with it. Because it was so hot last week, I didn’t really do any other exercising either, though I did sweat all day every day. I’m going to skip measurements this week because of the holiday, but we’ll see if I can eat right tomorrow and manage not to get bigger.
This Friday: I have one book review ready to go, and I should finish another book by the time that goes up. But it won’t be this week. This week, I’m going to have a curriculum review and giveaway on Friday. So be looking for that. I’m really excited to share my experience with you.
And a little sneak peek, just because:
On Monday, I did Week 2, Day 1 of Couch to 5k. It was like the very first day all over again. I’ll be repeating it until I get the hang of it. It only adds 30 seconds to each running interval, but that manages to make it so that when I hit the one ridiculous hill along my path on Shunga, I’m running. And that’s not quite to the halfway point, but it saps all my energy going up the stupid thing. And it’s not good to suddenly have no energy left just before your halfway point in a workout. There were a few running intervals after that where I felt like I was going faster during the walking intervals than I was during the runs. Even without that, there’s nothing quite like trying to run in 90-some degree weather while pushing 65 pounds worth of children in a double stroller.
And I am not complaining, I want to be clear about that. I feel like I get twice the workout as compared to someone who was just running without the kids to push. I certainly sweat like crazy. Unfortunately, working twice as hard hasn’t shown itself this week. When I did my measurements, none of them were changed by enough to count. So I didn’t weigh in. If the measurements are all the same, I doubt the scale will be friendly to me. And I really don’t need the Wii poking it’s annoying little finger at me when I already feel disappointed that sweating my son’s weight in water didn’t change anything. But I may just need to drink more water. I’ve made my 64 oz goal a couple times, but technically, for my weight, I should be drinking even more than that. So I need to get way more consistent with it.
Every once in a while, I wonder what other people think when they see me attempting to run that way. I imagine it runs all the way from “Is she crazy?” in a bad way to “Is she crazy?” in a good way. Even if I never make it all the way to the end of the program, I would be thrilled if I knew that someone else got a little encouragement from the fact that I don’t let having two kids to lug around stop me from working toward my goals. Though there are certainly days when I want to.
No new measurements this week. They were all within a 1/2” of previous measurements.
I finally got around to weighing myself again. To say it was disappointing is about as accurate as I can get. And the thing with the Wii, is that it always shows you on this line where you’re at. Which is great if you’re into visual stuff like that. But when you’re struggling hard to stay motivated and the new line is higher than the old line and that stupid little high-pitched voice chimes in with “That’s obese!” it’s really hard not to cry. Because I was feeling positive before that. And now I’m less positive.
But while we’re on the topic of being positive, let’s talk about positive things. I’m two days into the Couch to 5k , and while my feet were dragging after day one, I moved on to day two. And the pattern continued that I saw in my previous attempts at this. Day two is way easier. And tomorrow, even though I’m a little down about the weight thing, I’ll do day three. And it’ll be even easier.
I think next week I’ll buy a scale. So that even if I have to look at the number going the wrong way, at least I won’t have to hear that stupid little voice pointing it out.
As promised, there are pictures of me today. First, one from the front, where I look deceptively smaller than I really am (especially once you take into account the ten pounds added by the camera). Second, from the side, where you can really see where my problem spots are.
And now, the numbers.
Weight = 216 lbs. After the changes in my size, I was really hoping for a smaller number, rather than a bigger one. I’d braced myself for a difference that was small, but instead it was in the wrong direction. I understand the whole “muscle weighs more that fat” thing, but it’s still hard to swallow.
45″ 44″ I am tempted to write this off as a difference in bras, but I actually think I’ve been wearing the same bra every time, so I don’t know how this happened. It was certainly the last place I expected to be losing size. It also isn’t helpful with my goal to get my stomach back firmly behind my boobs.
43.5” 42.5″ I’m happy that this number is still shrinking. Running isn’t quite fun yet, so I really need a change in my numbers to keep me going. And this number is the most important to me, when it gets down to things.
49” 49.5″ I was surpised by the inch loss last week, anyway. So I’m not going to get all up in arms about getting half of it back. Honestly, it could be a difference in what part of my butt I measured at, which is why I’ve been of the opinion that I’m only excited about a full inch, not part of one.
27″ and 27″ 26″ and 26″ I’m actually a little excited to see this number go down. Again, it’s a hard spot to lose in. I’ve watched Biggest Loser. I’ve seen the girls on there with their shrinking chests and bellies and those big ol’ legs. This is awesome to me.
13.5″ and 14″ 14″ and 14.5″ I’m going to call this muscle. Because the other day, when I was brushing my teeth, I noticed that the little part under my arms that used to jiggle and swing around was standing firm. So I definitely did not gain fat in my arms. And let me tell you, running on the trail I run on, there are some real arm-busting hills that I’m pushing the stroller up.
Overall, I’m glad that I’ve been blogging my numbers. Because honestly, until I saw the change in the other numbers, I was very down about the weight gain. But I lost an inch in my chest, waist, and both legs. So those two pounds seem way less important.
Where did the week go? I’m slow getting started this week since we had to go to Kansas City for Nathan’s tests on Monday, then there were several appointments yesterday. And today was our Parents As Teachers home visit and our first Picnic with the Prince of Peace (which I will talk about in another post, but it was good). So basically, I’ve been very busy. But I’m here with a Weight Loss Wednesday update.
Yesterday, I actually drank my goal of 64 oz of water. I used to do this regularly, but my soda addiction really screwed with the habit. So far, starting by moving to clear sodas has made giving up soda much easier. I actually found that the carbonated waters are too carbonated, so I didn’t drink them much. So I have a 2-liter of lemon-lime in the fridge that I’ve been working on for over a week, and I’ve been drinking a lot of water. After 7 days in a row of 64 oz, I’ll up my goal to 96 oz.
In the last week, I’ve done a lot of sweating, though not really in workouts. Our AC is currently out of commission and until we get it fixed, we’re sweating out the days. I don’t know if that will affect my weight loss attempts, but I don’t think it’ll hurt. And on to the numbers.
Chest = 45″ No change in this, and honestly, I don’t expect any.
Waist = 43″ 43.5” My pants are still baggier, so I’m not worried about this. Plus, there’s always just the difference of time of day when I measure.
Hips = 50.5″ 49” I’m not sure what I did to lose this, since the hips are a hard spot to lose in. But I’ll take it.
Thighs = 27″ and 27″ No change. But I also didn’t walk on Monday because of our trip to Kansas City, and last Thursday we walked at the mall, so it was a slower pace for a longer time, rather than our normal walk.
Biceps = 13.5″ and 14″ No change in this. I may have reached the maximum effect that I can get from baby benchpresses (he’s 25 lbs now!) and pushing a huge stroller while I’m walking.
Once again, I didn’t have time to weigh in. I may have to break down and buy a scale so that I don’t have to get the Wii involved in weighing myself. But I worry that if I did that, I’d weigh myself all the time and that’s never good.
Next week, I promise a picture of me, so I have something to use as a visual tracker.
- I have not been working out.
- I have not been watching my diet.
- They see me every week.
My current theory is that my new haircut makes me look thinner. I know I feel like it makes me look younger. And it certainly makes me feel less like I’m in danger of heat stroke when I’m out side.
Another possibility is that we have been outside a lot this summer, so maybe I’ve sweated it off. Especially since I’ve been trying to monitor my water and make sure I”m drinking enough.
Whatever the cause, having someone tell me I look thinner, makes me want to start putting in the work to be thinner. At the doctor’s office the other day, I was back up to 195, which isn’t horrible, considering I haven’t worked out in over a year. But it’s not great either. And I told myself I was going to break the 190 line and never cross it again.
So I think it’s time to start running this week.