Tae Kwon Do Torture and Love In the Gym

Yesterday was brutal. Of course, I have no one else to blame but myself.

Rather than waking up and attending ballet class like a good little girl, I shut off my alarm clock and continued sleeping. (In my defense, I went to bed at roughly 5:30am and waking up at 7:30am was not a pleasant prospect, nor was my body truly able to do so.) When 11:45 rolled around, I knew I had to get out of bed because I had an appointment at noon. Luckily the place was only up the street, so I pulled on some exercise clothes and hopped in the car. When I arrived I hadn’t expected the friendly girl at the front desk would tell me to get on the mat. Read more…

The Mythical Pants

Sitting in a long forgotten dresser drawer were a pair of size medium exercise pants. A few months ago, when I had decided to start exercising again, I pulled them out and tried to pull them on. The pants had other ideas almost immediately sucking the life out of me. Since then, they went back into that dresser drawer never to be seen again…until today.

This morning as I rolled out of bed, I looked at the pile of clothes sitting in the laundry basket and groaned. It was laundry day and garbage day. That meant I needed to roll my garbage bin to the curb and I didn’t want to do it naked. Pulling on slacks or jeans seemed like overkill, so in a fit of desperation, I chanced the drawer once again. Uttering a silent prayer, I yanked out the exercise pants and tugged up with all my might. Something seemed amiss; it was too simple. I opened my eyes fully expecting a ripped pair of capris, but instead, I was pleasantly surprised that they fit no problem.

Now, completely glowing with pride, I’m wondering when exactly I lost all that weight. It doesn’t seem like too long ago that these pants simply were impossible to get on. In any event, today’s adventure is not wasted because it has reminded me that perseverance pays. I still have about 20 pounds left until I reach my goal weight and can once again fit comfortably into a size 10/12 pant (i.e. small/medium) and I’m going for it. The only things I personally have left to lose are my arms and stomach. The rest of my body just needs to be toned.

Tired of the Gym, But Weight Doesn’t Just Fall Off the Lazy

Last week, I was at the gym  6 out of 7 days. Frankly, my body is tired. Very, very tired.

Let’s recap. On Monday, out of character, I decided to attend a new class in the evening and afterwards, I went to the gym for about an hour and forty-five minutes. On Tuesday, I attended dance class for an hour and a half, as usual, and then went to the gym for another hour and a half. On Wednesday, completely out of character, I attended two dance classes totaling two hours and forty-five minutes, and then went to the gym for another hour and a half.

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Healthy Dieting = Good Things in Moderation

While out with the sibling today, we were shopping through the food aisles of Wal-Mart and as we passed the biscuits, I thought about dumping a couple in my basket, but I stopped myself. I told her they weren’t on my personal diet plan. Well, considering that I’m on the Weight Watchers flex plan, it technically was on my diet plan (pretty much anything I want is on the diet plan), but I remembered how much I love those yummy Shirley biscuits. I’d never be able to stop myself at just one and that’s where the problem is.

When we were on our way home, she mentioned that she needed to go through the Burger King drive through to get the baby some french fries. I told her that was a good idea because I was starting to get hungry and then I told her that I’ll just get the Whopper combo and give my fries and drink to the baby.

My sister looked at me stunned and asked if BK was on my diet and I told her of course it is. She found it odd considering that I refused to get a couple packs of biscuits in Wal-Mart, but I was all about grabbing a bite in a fast food restaurant.

In Wal-Mar, I understood my limitations — I’d never be able to just stop at one or two biscuits and would keep going until the entire package or two was completely empty. With BK, I special order my sandwich and have it cut in half, plus I don’t eat the extras (i.e. fries and drink) because they add on unnecessary points. In that vein, I’m able to easily moderate the BK food by only eating 1/2 the sandwich right away and then save the other half for the next day.

Proper and healthy dieting is all about enjoying good foods in moderation. If you know that you won’t be able to control yourself with certain foods, it’s best just to keep it out of your vicinity all together.

The Fat Week

It’s important to keep yourself removed from negativity, including negative thoughts, when you’re trying to lose weight. The week before last, it was incredibly difficult. Though I can’t put my finger on the cause, I just felt incredibly fat — not to mention the bathroom scale showed an increase of about 3 pounds. Read more…