Week 3 - back at work

Only made it to the gym twice this week unfortunately. Well...three times if you include my aerobics class on Monday. I was ready and more than willing to go today on my lunch, however I forgot my pass card. No card. No go.

My aerobics class has a new instructor, whom I dislike right now. I can't hold it against her, she's just not what I'm used to. In all honestly, she's probably exactly what my aerobic routine needs, a little shake up. She moves at a quicker pace than the class is normally used to. It'll be a push to try and keep up with her. It will mean I'll be back to tripping over my feet again, but hey, that just makes it all the more fun.

I'm getting frustrated with myself on my lunch hour work outs. It seems to me that I was able to accomplish more before. I'm not a patient person. I realize realistically I'm not in the same cardiovascular shape I was before I was pregnant and shouldn't expect to be right back were I was before all this. I know this...I just don't want to accept it. I expect the best from myself at all times and if I can't give my best I get annoyed. Maybe changing my thinking is in order. I'm doing the best I can...for now. It'll come. Just like with my job. It is all slowly coming back to me...all good things come to those who wait. I'm just not helping matters forgetting my card!!!

I'm really missing my walk in the morning. I believe that was a huge factor in my staying in shape. It also means that instead of 70-80 minutes of activity a day, I now only get 20-30. Instead of a basically automatic 2 activity points a day with the walk, and my time at the gym for a total of 4 a day, I'll only get 2. Walking was a great way to keep my butt, thighs and calves in shape. I mourn my morning walks.

At the Weight Watchers meeting on my lunch hour on Wednesday, I was a little discouraged. I knew what the results would be before I weighed in. I did lose. I only lost 0.4 however. I have got to get my weekends under control is I have any hope of losing this weight. Otherwise, I'll just be maintaining and I will not be happy with myself if that scale doesn't move.

I'd like to think this week is going well food wise. I've kept up my journal, even recorded the slip ups (there was a run-in with some Dill Pickle popcorn from Kernels Wednesday night when Brad had to unexpectedly leave the house and I had some points left over...). Last night there was a celebratory dinner at a buffet restaurant (I hate hate hate buffets, as should any self-respecting Weight Watchers member). I think I did well there. Had the soup and salad. Had only small portions of the three things I love (most of the time I can take or leave Chinese food) but blew it with three of those tasty tasty honey twist cookies. But, I recorded it all and tried to estimate my points as accurately as I could.

The weekend looms ahead of me. I have the determination this week to do better and hope for better results on Wednesday.

Till then....

K

No Rest yadda yadda yadda

I think I've got my poop together...er...now I just have to work on the language issue. This past summer the only time I was able to have adult conversations without little ears around was on the baseball bench...so now I'm swearing like a sailor...tee hee!

Last week I managed to go to the gym three times. Wednesday I didn't go because I attended a Weight Watchers meeting instead. Friday I didn't go because I went shopping instead. Decided I needed to buy some new clothes in a size that will fit me now. I'm not too devastated by doing that though. The tops I bought are medium (same as always) and the pants are an 11 (a little big actually but they didn't have a 10). Not too far away from my previous seemingly impossible to achieve 8's. I'm a happy girl!

Eating is coming easier too being away from home. I can only eat what I bring to work with me. I've started eating frozen entrees (yes Pam, I know...sodium!) for lunch since they are portion controlled and easy to figure out point values. Still need to work on dinners. It isn't so much what we are eating as me controlling the portion sizes, so nothing has changed there.

Today is Monday...this past weekend didn't go so well. We ate out (or ordered delivery) three times. I didn't order a side salad instead of fries at Swiss Chalet Friday night. McDonald's for lunch on Saturday I did have a Thai Chicken Salad (okay, not bad...grilled chicken 7 points) and well...we won't discuss the pizza, garlic bread and wings Sunday night. I have no will power. NONE! AUGH! On going struggle in that regard. Working on it. Weekends are a whole different animal now that I am back at work. I worked like a fiend on the housework Saturday. Sunday we did some running around that needed done that we couldn't do during the week. Hopefully as we figure out a routine there will be less eating out and more cooking.

I didn't get to the gym today on my lunch (obvious since I'm sitting here writing this now). Got half way there and realized I forgot my gym card...so I will be going Tuesday, Thursday and Friday this week. Besides, I have aerobics tonight and Zumba Wednesday...all bases are covered.

Weigh in is in two days. Hopefully I'll still be able to lose considering I've at the very least upped my activity....if not, I'll know why and hopefully that'll be the kick in the ass I need on weekends.

A Whole New World

The day came. There was nothing I could do about it. I have now been back at work for a whole week as of yesterday. I am getting frustrated that it all isn't coming back to me right away. It bothers me that I forget how to do things and am making mistakes on things I thought I remembered how to do and then have to find out, I should have asked for help after all. The woman who covered for me did an amazing job. I have no complaints. Most of my frustrations is just not in knowing the back stories and where things are. Simple things. Hopefully as the days go on, I'll get good at my job again...managing the phone calls, in-person visits and the e-mails along with the paper work. There is a fine art to juggling your time management and it is something I haven't had to do in a while.

The hard work starts now. I've joined the at work Weight Watchers meeting. I'll be honest. I haven't been to a meeting since October 3rd. As soon as October hit, depression and the realization of going back to work hit me hard. I couldn't care less about how I looked or what I was eating. I didn't want to get up early on Saturday for an 8:00 meeting. At work, I can go on my lunch hour and remain accountable. I'm excited about it! Yesterday was my first meeting and I'm happy to say that even though I haven't followed the program or really made the best food choices in a month, I'd only gained 1.8.

I've been back to the gym twice. I gave myself the first four days back off from the gym. Didn't want to pile it all back into my life all at once. I started back this past Monday. 15 minutes elliptical and 10 minutes on the stationary bike. Wasn't bad. In fact, I think I could have done more had time allowed. Hopefully 25 minutes a day will be enough. I used to walk to work (which I'm really missing) and walking was a great way to keep the backside and hips in shape.

OH! Speaking of hips...I've lost an inch off of 'em! 39" now! I credit that to Zumba. I feel silly and can't bring myself to stand in front of the full length mirror during class...but I go. And it apparently works...and quickly! Who knew moving your hips and dancing with out the help of a security beer would actually help to lose weight?