Wednesday, January 26, 2011
The Week Three Blahs
I can feel my resolve slipping.
I ate right and worked out HARD at Jyze. I had a killer workout on the elliptical trainer on Tuesday but couldn't squeeze in a workout on Thursday (it was Payton's Pinewood Derby) so I cleaned my house like a crazy person on Friday and sweated my guts out. I cheated a bit, had a little piece of chocolate cake on Friday when we had our D&D night and had a tiny slice of chocolate cream pie on Sunday for Shane's birthday. That couldn't effect me too much, could it?
Yesterday morning I weighed, thinking I'd probably only have lost a pound since I did cheat a little.
Nothing. In fact, I'd gained 0.2 pounds.
At that moment, I actually felt some of my willpower shoot out of my ears, float around my bedroom for a moment and seep out of my leaky windows, travelling to wherever broken willpower goes. What the heck!? I've been working so hard! We've been eating so healthy, tons of veggies and super lean meats, drinking tons of water, limiting sugar and carbs and everything yummy!
See, on Weight Watchers I never had a plateau problem. I guess I thought I was immune. We're following the 17 Day Diet plan and the doc that wrote it says that you won't hit a plateau. Yeah, right.
So as difficult as it is, I'm sticking to the plan through the end of the week. If, by Friday, those scale numbers (and my hips!) haven't gotten a little smaller, I'm switching to Weight Watchers. At least then I can have chocolate as long as I count it!
Here's my positive note for the week: I taunted our Jyze instructor, Chris, into a plank war through Facebook on Friday morning and we taunted each other like crazy the rest of the day. He sent a huge message through FB to everyone he knew, and even texted all the members of our Jyze class to tell them about the plank war. Consequently, I started to panic and worried about it all weekend. I had taunted and trash-talked my way into a frenzy. Monday morning we got to Jyze and I could tell Chris was trying to wear my shoulders out so I would lose. I'm not going to lie -- I went a little easy on the shoulder workouts. Then it was time for the plank war. There were 8 people at class that morning. We got into plank position and I thought "This isn't so bad! I can do this for awhile." I did something that morning that I don't usually do for planks: I put my jacket under my elbows, thinking it would make it easier. After about 30 seconds, I realized I was DEAD WRONG. I felt like I was sliding! Time ticked by so slowly as one person, then another, then another dropped from exhaustion. I hung in there and forced myself to hold the position. Shane and Krysti kept telling me that Chris had to shift his position a few times. I knew I could beat him. Finally, after about 3 1/2 minutes, Chris fell. That left just Kandice (his wife) and me! We held in for another 30 seconds or so, then I couldn't take it anymore. I had beaten Chris, that was the important thing. Kandice won, just barely. If I didn't have these extra 40 pounds to hold up, I could've beaten her : )
So yeah, that was the highlight of my life!
I hope all of you are doing well! Let me know how it's going.... tell me I'm not the only one struggling!
Love you!
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
HELLO!.... Hello....hello....
So last week I sucked on half of the exercise portion of my commitment. I went to Jyze each day (albeit begrudgingly) but didn't work out on the elliptical trainer like I was supposed to. Boo! I am resolving to do better tonight and Thursday night.
Diet is going well... eating the same foods is getting more and more boring. But do I have a recipe for you!!
EGGPLANT PARMESAN:
You need:
1 eggplant
3 egg whites
1/2 c parmesan cheese (the kind in the green can -- less fat!)
Pam
Spaghetti Sauce (I bought the Hunts low-carb version)
Preheat your oven to 375. Peel one large eggplant and cut it in 1/4 inch thick slices, so you have a whole bunch of round pieces. Beat the egg whites until foamy in one bowl and pour the parmesan cheese into another bowl. Spray a cookie sheet with Pam. Dip your slices of eggplant first into the egg whites, then press them into the parmesan cheese on each side. Place the slices onto the cookie sheet. When all the slices are ready, spray them on the top with Pam. Bake them for 10 minutes, then flip them over and bake for another 20 minutes. Warm the spaghetti sauce in the microwave until it's nice and hot. When the eggplant is done, put it on your plate and spoon some spaghetti sauce on top. YUMMY!!
I also tried to make eggplant lasagna (you just use eggplant instead of noodles) but the eggplant came out kind of rubbery. I am going to try it again soon, but this time I will slice the eggplant thinner and steam it first!
Even though I sort of sucked on the exercise thing last week, I still lost 3.6 pounds. I am super psyched to keep on going now, since my jeans are a little looser and I don't have quite as much spare tire and muffin top. I even wore a skirt to church on Sunday that I haven't worn in almost a year -- a super-cute Talbots pencil skirt that my Mom gave me -- and my sexy red spike heels that complete my life. *love*
BTW - Shane has only lost a couple pounds so far, but I know he's lost some serious inches... he's still sticking it out with me!
FOLLOW UP: The eggplant parm makes 2 large servings, but I wanted the kids to try it too so I made two batches for dinner last night... I should have made three. They LOVED it! : )
AND! I'm glad I posted that I was going to do better on the exercise this week -- we KILLED IT on the elliptical last night for 30 minutes.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Things I've learned from Week 1:
It is MUCH easier for me to build my lunch first thing in the morning while I'm cooking breakfast. It's practically zero effort at lunchtime and I'm not tempted to cheat.
It's also MUCH, MUCH easier to eat right when someone is suffering along with you.
There's something about eating healthy food in the same fashion as I used to eat unhealthy food. Even though I'm eating my turkey burger on lettuce leaves, the simple act of holding it in my hands while I take a bite is incredibly satisfying. Ditto for scooping frozen yogurt into a bowl and eating it with a spoon, a-la ice cream.
Frozen yogurt can save lives. Especially those of my husband and children when I need a treat! Throwing my good 'ol Yoplaits in the freezer makes for instant portion control, which is a DEFINATE good thing for me.
I love my metal water bottle. I have measured how much water it holds and know that, when I fill and drink it 3 times, I'm done!
I have learned to get in all my water in the morning. Otherwise... well... you know. Nonstop pregnant-style nightly bathroom trips are NOT fun.
I have learned to go pee before early morning workout, and a couple times before my elliptical trainer. I didn't actually learn this one this week, since I've been doing Jyze for a year, but it's still vital to my survival. I've also learned that the stronger my core muscles are, the less problems I have with wetting my pants in front of everyone during jumping jacks.
Diluting low fat bleu cheese dressing with Frank's Red Hot sauce makes for a delicious chicken salad dressing.
Spade L Ranch seasonings are my friends.
I have learned the value of fat free sour cream, fat free cheese and dark chocolate. When I use them with caution they can keep me from gagging, wanting to gouge my own eyes out and also prevent the desire to come completely unhinged and give up.
Best of all, I've learned that I love this blog. I love writing down the things I'm thinking about dieting, weight loss and exercising and feel like it really helps keep me motivated! I want you all to know that I check in every day with stalker-like enthusiasm, wondering how everybody is doing.
So.... success or no success... what have you learned in week 1?
It's Me Again Margaret! :D
CONFESSION TIME:
I not only skipped out on the blog this last week but the gym and my nutrition. As terrible as this may seem, I am choosing to see it as progress. In the past, I have always done really well my first week. I have been really good at following my diets with natzi pizazz, and become a regular gym rat (for 5 days at least). I usually lose anywhere between 5 and 8 pounds. Now the downfall, week 2. I suppose I should look at Biggest Loser as a prime example that week 2 sucks for everyone, but those rules don't apply to me! Some terrible curse always strikes at 12:01 on the start of week 2 that makes my OCD and therefore my stress kick into high gear! I very rarely lose any weight and by the end of the week my eyeballs are no longer just twitching from deprivation, they are bloodshot and vibrating! My kids have learned that if mom is dieting it's best to stay away towards the end of week 2 lest she recreate the scene from Carrie when the poo hits the fan at prom! This time is different though. Week 1 nutrition started out good (as in was great day 1) and then dropped off. I felt kinda sick on day 2 (but maybe that was just the baja smash burger I ate the previous night. . . . . ok, so maybe day 1 wasn't THAT stellar!). Day 3 was better than day 2 (wait, nope. I only recorded breakfast and morning snack on my food log. So that means I either forgot to record my amazing feats of willpower (not likely) or I ate such crap that I figured what's the point. I'm thinking it's number 2 since I didn't record anything else for the rest of the week). I did however lose 1 pound. I'm thinking that maybe getting some of the craziness done and over with in week 1, I will do better week 2 and avoid the curse! It's working so far! AND, I went to the gym this morning and was able to do 4 non-consecutive minutes jogging on the treadmill (although I'm totally going to have to figure something out with a liner or something because the dam leaked. The upside is I was wearing black and came right home afterward. The downside is that it was AFTER I got home that I realized it!). I am hoping to continue on my path although I expect to have "slip-ups". I have never looked at a diet or lifestyle change and said to myself "I will never eat sugar again, drink soda again, eat pasta again" and so on and so forth. I love those things and simply want to learn how to eat them in moderation. That means eating them sometimes without calling it a slip up. As long as I'm seeing things balance out a little more each week, I think I'll be happy with that.
I'm really sorry for the rant. It's more for me than anyone else. I just really want this time to be different. Thanks for supporting my madness! :)
Love, Candi
Monday, January 10, 2011
....This Just In....
Shane and I have ROCKED IT. We've gotten 5 (or more!) servings of vegetables every day, we went to Jyze class all week and did the elliptical trainer on Tuesday and Thursday (even though I REALLY didn't want to on Thurs.... every step felt murderous!) PLUS we took the kids swimming on Saturday for Payton's birthday. I've got to say, I'm pretty impressed with us -- especially Shane. I didn't know for sure if he would stick with it or not, but he's hanging in there! He's probably just doing it because I need someone to suffer with, but whatever works I guess! I'm super relieved to have broken my horrible sugar and soda addiction. I still have those chew-your-arm-off cravings occasionally (mostly for chocolate, cake, crackers and waffles) but the feeling of a starving monster clawing at the walls of my stomach is gone. Huzzah!
C'mon, time to brag. I want to know how everybody did the first week! Success time? Recommit time? Anybody?
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
"Talk to me Goose...."
LOVE YOU!
Kym
Hi guys!
I was reading a post on Jacqueline's fashion blog this morning. She has a personal trainer post every Monday and, while the information she gives is interesting, I usually just scan over it quickly because she's not as funny, witty and quirky as Jacqueline. This Monday's post was quite fitting though - all about goals. Here's the link if you'd like to look it over... http://nomoremomjeans.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-smart-are-you.html.
As I was reading, I started thinking to myself how every year I want to be more fit and lose weight. Every year I cave (or get pregnant, one of the two). "So how can I make it different this year?" I thought. Anyway, I opened notepad on my computer, looked through these guidelines of setting goals, and decided to actually write my goals down. That's when it struck me - I can post them here! Even though I only run if I'm chased (and then I only have to run faster than Shane), I still want to be a part of this exercise-slash-body makeover thing you've got going. So here are my goals in all their mind-numbing, over-sharing, cringing specific-ness...
I am going to lose 50 pounds by May 5th.
I am going to do this by going to Jyze workouts three times a week, using my elliptical trainer for at least 30 minutes twice a week, eating more lean meats and vegetables and cutting down on sugar and soda. When I exercise, I will push myself and make every minute count.
I'm going to lose 3-4 pounds per week. I will weigh myself every Monday after Jyze class.
Starting weight: 193
GOAL WEIGHTS:
Feb.5 - 180
Mar.5 - 167
Apr.5 - 154
May5 - 141
I understand that, as I get thinner, it may be tougher for me to lose weight at a 3-4 pound per week rate. I will push myself as hard as I can, but I will be happy with a 150 pound body by May 5th!
Think that's specific enough?! By the way, as my success story, Shane and I have both started and stuck to a diet this week (with only teensy weensy infractions on Shane's part.... ok, mine too), we have both worked our buns off at Jyze class twice, and we each pummelled the elliptical trainer for 30 minutes last night while watching Biggest Loser. We're on our way, baby... we're on our way.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
DAY 1: EXERCISE PROGRAM
So, I realized a few things today. 1- this may take me a little longer than 9 weeks. 2- PEE BEFORE YOU START!!! and 3- I am capable of far more than I ever thought possible! When I set out to do this I thought, “I’m just jogging, how hard is that!” In my mind I pictured the famous Cindy Crawford running down the beach clip that we’ve all seen a hundred times, except with my face! But as the time came (as you can tell from last nights post) The nerves started and by the time I actually stepped on the treadmill this morning I had myself totally convinced that I could not do this. There were a ton of people there (far more than I thought should be at 8:45 in the morning. Blast!), I thought of my activity level over the last 14+ months and the word CRAZY came to mind more than a few times and to top it all off, I had a weird pain in my leg that I was sure meant I shouldn’t run! After all walking is pretty good, right? It’s activity and that’s progress, right? So I step up to the first treadmill: OUT OF ORDER, and then the second: OUT OF ORDER again! By now I’m thinking this must be a sign that not only should I not run, maybe I shouldn’t be here! But alas, I push forward and finally find a working treadmill. As I started it up and went to my usual 2.3 speed that I always start out on (and sadly yes, that usually has me panting like the rhino in Jumanji), I found that it was easier than usual. So I went to 2.5. Again, I didn’t feel challenged in the least. So I bumped it to 2.8 and felt totally comfortable to start my warm-up walk. Because I had already exceeded my initial preconceived notions, I let the running part of the workout enter my mind again, and I realized that playing it safe has never worked for me in the past. I have always talked myself out of doing more, yet more is exactly what I wanted to do when I decided to start this! But still the nerves were there and as that 1st jog mark approached the fat and skinny girls were battling in my head. At the last second the skinny girl won and I found myself madly pushing the button to increase my speed! I had no idea how high to go, I just kept pushing until it reached 3.9; and even though I was still pushing the button it wouldn’t go any higher so I took it as a sign. My legs immediately started on fire and my mind began to race. Wow! This was going to be hard. . . I shouldn’t have done this. . . 15 seconds down. . . am I having a Wiley Coyote moment, running on thin air because the numbers are getting farther and farther away. . . CRAP! They are getting farther away! MUST - RUN - FASTER!!! . . . ok, the numbers are coming into view again and I’m half way there. . . this is mental right? Isn’t that what Jillian always says?. . . ok, focus on the count down. . . 15 seconds left. . . numbers getting farther away again. . . 56, 57. . . I should grab the bar to steady myself while I struggle to lower the speed, AND, I did it. . . wait, what? I did it? WAHOOOO!!!! I DID IT!!!! U-DA!!!!! (for you Hero fans I totally had a Hiro moment!) I felt amazing! I had done something I didn’t think was possible. I didn’t think I wanted to try it again but decided to walk for 3 mins instead of the suggested 90 secs. When that time was up I felt like doing it again, so I did! I kept track of the seconds noting out loud (though in whisper) the quarter, half, and three quarter marks, and VOILA! Another 60 seconds jogged! I walked another 3 and did it again except this time was a little different. I had forgotten to pee before starting and already had 16+ ounces of water in me. All of the sudden counting quarter marks didn’t matter! It was a life and death fight to stop the dam from breaking!!! But I finished another 60 seconds! After that I thought it best to do the remaining 5 mins walking, but I proved to myself that I can do this even though it may not be in the 9 weeks allotted. I have hope for the first time in a long time that I will finally achieve my goal! It may not be fast or pretty but it is possible!
Love to my fam!
Candi
Sunday, January 2, 2011
It's "D" day!
Wish me luck....
Kym