The silence here can only mean one thing. That is that things are not going well in the land of diet and exercise. Full confession is that I have gained a few pounds and my eating is completely out of control. I am humiliated by this failure. I have been too embarrassed to come here and pretend like I was trying to do something about my weight when all of my actions indicate the exact opposite.
I would like to make a bold declaration that it stops now or something like that but the truth is that it will probably continue through Christmas. We will be traveling to my parents’ home in a few days and I am not foolish enough to think that the place where I developed my bad eating habits is the place where I can stifle this bender.
But I have put a big red circle on December 27. I’m not waiting until January 1. I want to beat the rush.
I am in the process of setting some goals for 2013. I’m trying to be realistic but challenging. I’m trying to focus on health versus pounds. I’m trying to set goals that will carry over to my children. I’ll be posting my goals here in the coming days. For now, it’s just this. I am lifting my head up from the fog and trying to find my path again. My destination has not changed even if my journey gets delayed now and again.
I was going to run at lunch today and then this happened..
I will run in heat. I will run in cold. I will run in wind (but I won’t like it). And I will run in rain up to a certain point. But I have to draw the line at tornados. 
I knew there was a strong chance of nasty weather today so I really wanted to go running last night after getting my kids to bed, but a certain little guy has a bad cold and needed to snuggle with his mommy all night.
We here at Fat Mom Industries put mothering above all else, so I made the difficult sacrifice of snuggling up with the cutest, sweetest baby boy in the world on my nice comfy bed, instead of going out for a sweaty run. Tough life.
I hate getting off schedule but these things happen. Such is life, such is Mango.
I caved and stepped on the scale on Saturday morning. After a week of knowing that I killed it on eating and running, the temptation of seeing a lower number was too much for me. 220.2, my lowest weight since Baby #2 was born.
I caved and ate a piece of birthday cake at a birthday party on Saturday morning. But I picked a small piece and not a corner piece. Small victories.
I caved and ate a pumpkin whoopie pie at the Great Frederick Fair on Saturday evening. But it’s a once yearly thing and they are delicious. It was not an eating free for all.
I caved and skipped my run on Saturday. I chose to a total family fun day instead. Totally worth it.
And then on Sunday, I laced up my Saucony’s and got back to business. 5 miles. They hurt but I made it through. I’m still on my path even if I veered slightly off course for a day.
10K in 26 days.
I’ve been busy this week, with no time to post. So this is some filler, my current playlist for running. I pay no attention to beats per minute or anything like that. It’s just songs that I like that make me fill a little energetic.
Obsession- Animotion
Boom Boom Pow- Black-eyed Peas
Call Me Maybe (yes, I know)- CRJ
Jumpin’, Jumpin’- Destiny’s Child
Don’t Go Breaking My Heart- Elton John and Kiki Dee
The Rockafeller Skank- Fatboy Slim (I like this song because of the dance scene in “She’s All That”. I am that nerdy)
Fat Bottomed Girls- Glee Version
Whatever Happened to Saturday Night – Glee
Byust Your Windows- Glee
Teenage Dream- Katy Perry
Stronger- Kelly Clarkson
Sexy and I Know It – LMFAO
Back tomorrow with my Workout Weekly.
So when I wrote about my 6 week plan earlier in the week, it seemed like the 10K was about 6 weeks away. Turns out it was closer to 5 weeks (I blame the holiday weekend for effing with my perception of time) and is in fact five weeks from today.
Five weeks is not very long and yet it is plenty of time to get some things done. I’ve decided to focus hard for the next five weeks so that I can go into the 10K in the best shape possible for the shape I’m in. To that end:
- I have set my MyFitnessPal goal at 2 lbs a week. That gives me about 1250 net calories a day. I get another 400 for nursing and I will eat back any exercise calories. (It’s only 5 weeks. It’s only 5 weeks). If I can stick to that I could be down about 10 pounds (in theory) by race day. I’d like to run 6 miles with 10 less pounds*
It won’t be easy. I will be combing my MFP entries, looking for places to cut that won’t totally make me cry (I’m not giving up the creamer. Stop suggesting it). My breakfast sandwich will now be open face. There is no place for Pirate Booty. But being half-assed about food has gotten me nowhere. Time to focus.
- Though my training plan only calls for runs 4 days a week, I am going to try to sneak a 5th day in there. 5 days a weeks isn’t excessive and I will make that extra run an easy run.
Those two things are my focus. 5 weeks. 5 weeks. 5 weeks. I want to make things happen. I want some noticeable results.
Now 223 lbs (actually this is 2 weeks old, but nothing has changed)
Today for lunch I ate crap and I didn’t run like I had planned to (I fell victim to the lure of a social lunch). This afternoon I feel gross, slightly ill and like I will crash face first asleep onto my desk at any minute.
This is not a coincidence.
Hello there and thanks for stopping by. I am just getting this blog up and running so check back on Friday, June 22, 2012 for the first real post.
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Arnold H. Glasgow
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