Saturday, September 26, 2009

PR Charity Classic 5K Recap

Despite being sick for the better part of the week, I decided that I was in good enough shape to run the PR Charity Classic 5K race this morning. I am glad that I made that choice. :-)

It was a smaller race, with maybe 350 to 375 runners. No strollers, dogs, scooters, roller blades, or young children allowed (THANK GOODNESS!!!!), so it was a very enjoyable course. The rain held off, but it was a bit humid out so I should have skipped the long sleeve pull-over because I was too hot.

Nonetheless, I ran it at a pretty consistent pace and finished with a PR time which made me very happy. Afterward, I stopped by my friends at the tea shop for some iced herbal tea... and then I headed to a 60 minute Zumba class.

Yes, you read that correctly. I went from a 5K race to an hour long fitness class. By choice.

About 10 minutes in Zumba, I started to think that it might not be a good idea. I was tired and my feet were not responding as usual. But there was NO WAY that I was going to walk out of the class before it was over so I stuck it out and just did what I could.

Altogether, the calorie burn for the two activites was 975 calroies per my GoWear fit... wowza!!! That was worth it! And I really needed the boost that it gave me because I have not been to the gym since last Saturday because I was not feeling well, and I was starting to get that guilty mentality where it is hard to get back on track. Not anymore, though, because if I can do this then I'm back, Baby!

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Ups and Downs

September has flown by so quickly that even my seven year old cannot believe it will be October next week. It seems like the years go by so much faster now that she is in school.

It has been a pretty good month. I am 10 pounds from my Weight Watchers goal, and about 19 pounds from my personal goal. This last week has been a bit off because I have been sick, but I will get back on my feet and keep plugging away. I would like to be at my Weight Watchers goal before I hit the big 4-0 in December (and how did THAT happen, because in my mind I am still 28!).

I have been getting a lot more attention lately from the men, which has been both fun and a bit annoying. Last weekend I was asked out on the train as I stood with my nose in my book (annoying), let in without having to pay cover charge at a club by the doorman (fun), and inquired about by someone that I met out with friends (very flattering). But the honest truth is that I am still not feeling like I am ready for a relationship, so I view these things with detachment. Either that or I have not met the right person that will make me want to make the leap (uh... at least I have not met one that is actually available).

I went on a big shopping trip last weekend and am now emptying my closet of old clothes. I am now wearing Medium and Large tops, so I am getting rid of all of the bigger ones. I am also getting rid of any pants larger than a Size 12 because they are just plain too big. But I find that it is a bit tough for me to let go of some of the old clothing because I really like the clothes... and also because they made me feel nice when I was at a higher weight. I have some weird sentimental attachment to the items, but when I put them on I look downright dumpy. I think it is just a matter of letting my mind catch up with the changes in my body, and also gaining some confidence that I am not going to put the weight back on AGAIN.

On the positive side, my company started a wellness initiative which includes 1) trying to get a Weight Watchers at Work group going and 2) creating a Walking Club that meets Tuesdays and Thursdays at lunch to walk a brisk mile. I have signed up for both. We are not sure if we will have enough people sign up for WeWa, and will find out at the preliminary meeting on Monday. I am really hoping that there are enough because I would like to start attending meetings again, but I do not have the time to go to the only ones close to my house in the evenings.

Other than that, things have been status quo. I have added a Wednesday night Zumba class to my weekly schedule and, although I usually feel like I am too tired to do it, I always have a great time. And my daughter has enjoyed having a babysitter for the first time that she can remember (the last time she had one she was 2 years old!).

I am getting a bit nervous about the approaching holidays, but plan to take it a meal at a time and to reign in my indulgences. I gained a few over the holidays last year and am prepared for that again, but I want to keep it minimal if not maintain. It's a lofty goal for me with all of the temptations, but it is doable.

Monday, September 7, 2009

"She's Got Big Pants!!!!"

What a weekend so far! We have had a great one with social activities every day, and now the last day is upon us (sniff, sniff).

On Saturday, we went to our friends' house for dinner and s'mores around the fire pit in the backyard. The family has two girls that my daughter has known for a few years, and they currently attend an after-school care program together. Once we arrived, the kids were off to play and the moms were off to talking!

At one point, the girls decided that it would be fun to fill their clothes and hair with sand. MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF SAND. When my blond child with hair down to her waist showed up with sand encrusted in her braid, we decided to strip all three children down in the backyard, shake off the sand, and then give then showers. They loved it... three girls in a shower!

As they were getting their clothes on, I stayed back to clean up the bathroom a bit after the explosion of children. While I was bending over, one of the little girls came in pointed at me and laughed, and then told her sister that she had to come in and see me because I had "big pants". I looked at my pants and thought they must be saying something about me being large, so I asked their mom what they meant and she told me that I needed new (smaller) jeans because I had droopy drawers! And here I was, flipping into fat-girl mentality and thinking that it was an insult about my size!

So yesterday we went to the store and I bought myself some new jeans. Some SIZE 10 JEANS!!!! Woo-hoo! And I wore them for the first time last night. :-)

Have a wonderful Labor Day!!!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

NSV

Today I had a major NSV (non-scale victory, for those who are not familiar with the acronym). We had an off-site departmental outing for work, and thus I had no confirmed transportation to the train station because I usually take a shuttle provided by my company after work. I figured that I would take a cab because one of my more city-savvy coworkers had told me that the location was too far from the train station to walk.

About midway through the event, I started talking to some of the other commuters in our department and one of the men told me that he was going to walk to the station. He said that it was a 2 mile walk, and I said count me in!

In the end, three of us walked to the train. We did the 2 miles in about 35 minutes, which is pretty good considering that we walked through the heart of downtown Chicago, stoplights and all. And, frankly, it was a breeze for me! I actually thought it was kind of a "short" walk, and I didn't even get winded or log any Vigorous activity minutes on my GoWear Fit! And I did it all in my sandals without thinking twice.

What that tells me is that the running that I have been doing for the part year has really paid off in terms of my fitness level. Last summer I would not have chosen to walk the 2 miles because it would have seemed SO FAR, but now that I run that distance a few times a week it felt like a stroll thorough the city... which it was!

Things like this highlight the unmeasurable differences in my life, the decisions like this that I make on a daily basis that reflect my improved health and my increased endurance. Frankly, I didn't even consider this an NSV until I reflected on the day and realized that I chose to walk 2 miles to the train station as just a normal part of my day!

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Keep Breathing

Last week was a bad week. A very bad week. I experienced an issue with my j-pouch that scared the hell out of me, and thus I skipped exercise for a week. I also pulled away from fibrous foods and dove headfirst into comfort foods.

After eating an entire small deep dish pizza for dinner on Sunday, I finally put my foot down and ended the madness. I know where those behaviors will take me, and I do not want to go back there again.

So I made sure that I had plenty of fruits and veggies on hand, and now I have two days of healthy choices under my belt. I went to the gym tonight and had a great workout, and I am feeling back on track.

The health thing really threw me for a loop. Since I recovered from my last large intestine removal/j-pouch creation surgery in December 2005, I have been very lucky with my health. This was a huge flashback to my sick years with Ulcerative Colitis, and it freaked me out. But my reaction was extreme and unnecessary and actually made things worse because eating all of the refined flour and sugar that passed my lips last week left me with gastrointestinal distress of another kind. Adding insult to injury, frankly.

The upside of this experience is that I can feel back on track as quickly as I can feel out of control. One bad day can make me feel out of control, but one good day can start me back down the path of healthy choices. Again, it is my lesson of minimizing the damage and getting back on track as soon as possible. Once I had one good day completed, I was able to take a step back and realize that one bad week is not the end of the world. One week without exercise will not undo all of the hard work that I have put into my fitness for the last 14 months. And in a couple of weeks, if I stick to my plan, I will be back on the road to my weight loss goal and this will have been but a blip in the screen.