Fitness Test

I started the Kaia BRIK on January 6th. We did weights and measurements and then a fitness test.

Today we did the week 3 checkup and here’s my status:

Fitness test at week 1: 13 minutes and 11 seconds with many modifications

Fitness test at week 3: 9:37 seconds with fewer modifications.

Weight: Down 8 pounds from 233 to 225

Waist/Hips: down 1 inch from 51 to 50

Bust: down 1 inch from 46 to 45

Thigh: stayed the same – 26

And yesterday I ran with the I KAN RUN group at Kaia. We went to the local high school and went around the track. Run the straight parts, walk/jog/recover the curved bits. At the end, I was running halfway around the track.

It felt crazy and wild to be out there at 5:30 in the morning, in 14 degree cold with the other crazy runners, gasping for breath. I do believe, though, that as a runner, I run for the pleasure of stopping.

 

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Sunrises and Rainbows

I’ve seen a lot of sunrises since I came out here. My dogs still wake up at 5:00 or so and I end up outside walking them as the sun rises over the Pinenuts and starts to hit the Sierras. Pretty spectacular. Last couple of days we’ve had some wild storms with amazing rainbows afterwards. I managed to catch this one before it disappeared.

Life has been good. Busy, challenging and a tad lonely with the boys in Atlanta but good. They are heading out here next week end and I can’t wait! We’ve got a house to move into in a few weeks – a good rental while we try to sell our house in Atlanta and recover from how much we’re going to lose on that. I keep telling myself we’ll make it up out here, but it is hard to just see over $130k gone. I keep thinking “if only” we’d sold it four years ago; if only we’d priced it lower then, we’d still be making thousands more than we are going to make now. Oh well.

If I start down the if only path it just leads to crazy thoughts. If the boy I’d loved in high school had loved me, I probably never would have gone to Yale. If the man I loved after college had loved me, I’d never have moved back to Georgia. If  I hadn’t lost my job I wouldn’t have been looking for the job out here. If I hadn’t been fighting with my boyfriend, I’d never have met my husband. If I hadn’t had PCOS and been trying to find a cure, I’d never have had my son.

Life is tricky. Finding a path through it is even more so.

Today I rode my bike from the furnished townhouse I’m renting, out to my office about 3.2 miles away. Then I rode 9.1 miles to the new house we’re moving into next month. Then I rode around the neighborhood, found a park and a bike path and got familiar with the area. Then someone pointed out the storm clouds and lightning spears over the Pinenuts to the east and I made tracks for home. Got here before the storm which seems to have worked itself out over the mountains. But boy are my legs sore! I haven’t ridden 30+ miles ever and lately I’ve been slacking off on serious exercise, just walking the dogs a few miles a day. So I expect the evening to be full of cramps and walking around like an old lady, even after the hot bath, banana and potassium!

It was worth it though. I got that feeling of accomplishment that makes me feel really good. I get something similar with work, but that’s something I’ve always had. The feeling that I can do anything I try with my body, that’s new. And I like it. Aches and pains and cramps and all.

Have a beautiful evening, wherever you are. And next time it’s raining, go outside afterwards and look for some rainbows.

Kismet

I’ve decided that it is an omen that my new place is precisely 3.2 miles from work. So I can do a 5k every day on the way to work. How cool is that?

Moved in (mostly) last night and this morning. I have to wait until later today to get the power turned on, but I was able to heat water on the gas stove and make myself a cup of tea and a bowl of oatmeal this morning.

It’s so nice to have a place to putter around and move the furniture! It’s a furnished three bedroom and the owner’s taste is beautiful, but a little more fussy than what I like. So I’m packing away a dozen throw pillows and some of the more ornate dust catchers until we leave.

I can’t wait for my husband son to join me out here. They will be here July 1st but I get to see them on Thursday morning THIS WEEK when I fly back to Atlanta. Got tons to do to sell the house, so will be slammed for the whole time, but I get to see my boys, so I’m happy.

If anyone is ever in the Minden, NV area  – drop me a line.! I have a spare bedroom and the kettle is hot for tea!

New Baseline

Today is Tuesday, June 7, 2011. I live in Minden, Nevada. I work for GE Energy.  That’s my life now. Today I took another step towards realizing my dream of getting to goal weight and living a long and healthy life: I worked out. Yup. For the first time since the end of March, I went to a gym and did my thing. 15 minutes on the elliptical, sit-ups, planks, weight lifting and stretching. Boy am I out of shape! It took me almost 15 minutes to get to a mile on the elliptical. I could only lift 180 pounds on the leg lift and arms? Fageddaboutit! I was wimping out on the lowest settings and lightest weights.

Well, that’s my new baseline for exercise. I’m going to get a bike and start biking in the evenings. That will help. And I’m going to find a weight watchers meeting if I have to start one myself.

I weigh 179 pounds and my stomach/hips are 43 inches.  That means I’m still up 8 pounds from my lowest, I think. I have to go back and check, but I think I’d gotten down about 4 inches less on my hips/stomach – that’s scary and totally explains why my pants are so tight. <grin>

Still, it’s good to know where I am and to get started again. It feels good and it feels right.

Back – FINALLY!

I’ve been slacking off lately. Got back from snowboarding and dug into job hunting, spring cleaning and taxes. But slacked off mightily from exercise, eating right and taking care of myself. Why? Why do I do that to myself?

Spent some time working on it with Rebecca, my weight loss therapist. And I know you’re surprised, but turns out I had some strange and crazy things going on in my head.  I was subconsciously feeling that since my job was supposed to be taking care of myself and doing well at my job so I could take care of my family financially and since I wasn’t able to do the last, due to losing my job, then I shouldn’t be doing the first.

How lame is that? Anyway – moving on.

Got up this morning and made myself a protein drink, a batch of protein power oatmeal with apples, cranberries and cinnamon and packed up my vitamins for the week. Then I actually made it to a kickboxing class. Boy did that kick my butt. I’m gonna be hurting tomorrow. One does not skip exercise for most of the last three weeks (yes, three weeks – I told you I was slacking) and expect to skate through one of Stephen’s kickboxing classes.

59 minutes and 58 seconds later I was lying on the floor, grateful that I wasn’t dead. But also, feeling really good about getting back into the saddle again.

Later today, a bike ride with my son.

Life is good.

Night of Deployment (NOD)

Had to get to work by 3:00 am on Sunday morning for a software release. These nights are hard and not just because of the short sleep and stress. It’s the kindness of the management who think that filling the break rooms with free soda, cookies, cake, candy, snack food and pretzels is a good way to make to make them easier for everyone.

I did not eat one of the beautiful, perfect red devil mini-cakes with cream cheese frosting.

I did not eat one of the two bite brownies with the little crispy edges that are so perfect and so chocolately.

I did not eat a slice of the pizza. The pepperoni or the veggie or the meat lovers special or the cheese.

I did not eat the milky way bars, the m&ms or the snickers.

I did not have a soda.

I did not eat muffins.

I did not have chips, Doritos or Cheetos.

I did have one tangerine and a couple of peanuts in the shell.

I took my own snacks in – a batch of the no-bake chocolate protein peanut butter oatmeal bars (they definitely need a catchy name) which were loved by all who tried them.

I took in some almonds and an apple and an orange.

I took in some chicken and veggies and quinoa for a meal.

I took in a cold, creamy protein drink with chocolate protein powder, peanut butter, milk, ice and a piece of frozen banana.

I did bring home one tiny, miniature twix bar and I ate that after I got home and after I had lunch. I love twix bars, so if I’d had it at work, I would have just kept eating them.

I also brought home the bagels and a few of the tangerines that were left and had a half toasted bagel with my lunch.

I did use being tired as an excuse not to exercise yesterday and for sleeping in late today, so have to get onto the treadmill now.

But I think overall, I did pretty well. After working 65 hours this week, I still stuck to my plan and feel good about the exercise I did and the food choices I made. Maybe a bit more volume than I should have had – it’s hard not to compensate with food for the tiredness.  But yesterday, at the end of the long, long week and huge effort, I can say that  I ate well and didn’t use it as an excuse to snack.

Now, I’m just about finished with my first big glass of water and I’m going to whip up a protein shake to drink while I’m on the treadmill.

Ya’ll have a good time today. Have fun. Be happy. Do something that makes you smile and feel good about yourself.

Time Was…

Time was, a busy week like this would have been an excuse to get off track and gain a few pounds.

Time was, a twelve hour day would have been an excuse to eat crap all day and all night.

Time was, stuck at the office at 10 o’clock at night,  I would have hit the vending machines – big time.

Time was, getting home late would have meant skipping my morning workout.

Time was, I would have been snacking and “treating” myself as a reward for all this hard work.

Time was, I would have been stressed out and five pounds heavier after a week like this.

I guess that time is over.

In the last week I’ve worked out every day but two – and did some walking both days. I’ve stuck to my eating plan and gotten in three kickboxing classes in four days. I’m starting to tone up and tighten again.

The winter slack is OVER because THIS time is different.