Just finished up workout 6...forever! I kept to my heavy 10 pound weights when she said medium just like when I was in vacation. I had been thinking of getting myself a digital scale as a 2 week reward but now I'm thinking 12 or 15 pound weights would be much better for me physically and emotionally.
I've been raving about the body revolution to a couple of co-workers and yesterday one of them asked if I would meet her early in the gym so we could do them together. She's really fun, but there's a part of me that thinks "No! You can't just start out at week 7! Don't you appreciate what I've been through? There's no way you could possibly keep up!"
Im so full of crap sometimes.
Anyway, I can't get to work any earlier than I already do. I suggested we meet in Saturday to do cardio 2 and then I'll lend her phase 1. I hope she likes it. She's seeing a nutritionist right now and is looking to make some changes although she kinda has a history of talking a lot about starting a program and then not doing it. This is one of the reasons why I'm not so sure about this situation and then I feel guilty for not being supportive.
Switching gears: Tonight I'm going over to a friends house for a tequila tasting. I haven't known her very long. She's actually more a friend of the boyfriend's. She has a few varieties and I think it will be interesting to see if I can taste a difference.
The second objective if the evening is to go through her match.com profile and help her respond to some eligible bachelors. She says she's been on the site for ages but is too freaked out to respond to anyone. Should be a hoot.
My game plan is to eat like normal throughout the day so I'm not starving when I get there. This saving up calories for a splurge later in the day has backfired on me about a million times so it's about time to try a new strategy.
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Friday, April 6, 2012
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Day 37: workout 6-vacation edition
This one was a breeze. You only use the cable for one move and it's a bicep curl. Hello! Free weights are completely adequate, maybe better since I didn't have to mess with setting up the cable with my feet.
All the "medium" weight exercises were fine with my heavies. Maybe this means I need heavier weights but those things are expensive so not yet. The only bad one was weighted supermans but I held one 10 pounder and I'm pretty sure that just trying to lift it gave me a good burn.
Alright, now what I really want to talk about. I'm frustrated big time. I stepped on my mom's scale and it's 4 pounds heavier than mine at home. It's not just that. I ate a lot yesterday.
In yesterday's post I said that it's hard for me to eat right when I'm not totally in control of my food. Guess what. I wasn't in control of the lasagna and garlic bread that was served for dinner but I was totally in control of how much of it I ate. And of the ice cream I ate after. And of the snacks I had during the day. I need to stop pretending my food is someone else's responsibility.
It reminds me of an article I read in O magazine when I was on the elliptical last week. The gist of it was "what did you think was going to happen?" you look in the mirror and you're getting old. Yeah, that's what happens. You can't control that. But I look at my bank account and I don't have as much money as I want or I look at my body and it's softer than I want- that's something I can control. I bought the stuff. I ate the extras. What did I think was going to happen?
Obviously working out has not been a problem for me. I'm confident that I'll get my workouts in. Time for me to stop pretending that makes me exempt from having to watch my intake also. What's the use of muscles if they're hiding under flab?
And it's raining. I'm a big cranky pants. I'm going to shower up and play monopoly with my kids.
All the "medium" weight exercises were fine with my heavies. Maybe this means I need heavier weights but those things are expensive so not yet. The only bad one was weighted supermans but I held one 10 pounder and I'm pretty sure that just trying to lift it gave me a good burn.
Alright, now what I really want to talk about. I'm frustrated big time. I stepped on my mom's scale and it's 4 pounds heavier than mine at home. It's not just that. I ate a lot yesterday.
In yesterday's post I said that it's hard for me to eat right when I'm not totally in control of my food. Guess what. I wasn't in control of the lasagna and garlic bread that was served for dinner but I was totally in control of how much of it I ate. And of the ice cream I ate after. And of the snacks I had during the day. I need to stop pretending my food is someone else's responsibility.
It reminds me of an article I read in O magazine when I was on the elliptical last week. The gist of it was "what did you think was going to happen?" you look in the mirror and you're getting old. Yeah, that's what happens. You can't control that. But I look at my bank account and I don't have as much money as I want or I look at my body and it's softer than I want- that's something I can control. I bought the stuff. I ate the extras. What did I think was going to happen?
Obviously working out has not been a problem for me. I'm confident that I'll get my workouts in. Time for me to stop pretending that makes me exempt from having to watch my intake also. What's the use of muscles if they're hiding under flab?
And it's raining. I'm a big cranky pants. I'm going to shower up and play monopoly with my kids.
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