It starts today, and I am somewhat excited, awfully nervous, but most of all I am ready. I joined a fitness challenge in my neighborhood. I need this challenge. I want this challenge. Summer is a beast called eating out, vacations spent sitting sedentary while road tripping and my schedule turned upside down. What better way to get back into the swing of fitness and those jeans I want to wear this fall than a fitness challenge.
I take photos today. They are my before shots and that is what is really making me nervous. Exposure, vulnerability, embracing a body that isn't exactly matching how I feel in my head. My body is misshapen by pregnancies, soft and flabby from times I chose a sweet treat instead of a sweaty run, and most of all it lacks the energy I want to have by the weight of some extra pounds I've picked up along the way. Some of my fellow challengees have called it a wake-up call, and I hear the phone ringing loudly.
I dreadfully stepped on the scale and was pleasantly surprised to find I had lost two pounds since my last little encounter with the truth teller in my bathroom. In my previous posts, I have given body measurements and I am on the fence if I am going to measure every week. It became frustrating not seeing big results so I think I will only measure every 4 weeks from here on out. I popped open my journal that I haven't written in for months and decided I'll track myself there and give y'all the highlights and lowlights.
My revised goals for the challenge:
*Drink 1/2 my body weight in ounces of water each day.
*Exercise 3-5 times a week
*Eat REAL food & track calories
*Lose body fat
*Strengthen & firm my core
*Firm up my triceps
*Give up adult beverages
So much of that list is tough stuff. I'm brewing green tea to meet my water intake. I've already given up soda. I'm lucky to have a neighborhood gym, another one we belong to and plenty of boot camps to choose from in my area. I have a great support system in place to motivate those workouts to strengthen and firm. I'm discovering eating REAL food, not processed food can be fun. I do love to cook, and finding new recipes is a joyful expression for me! However, that last one is tough, but I'm gonna do it! I live in a very social neighborhood where often times a glass of wine, beer or mixed drink is available. I can do this. I'm at least keeping my coffee!
So as of today, I have 32.9% body fat. I would like to see that number decrease to 25%. While the number on the scale lowering is quite gratifying, I am certain knowing I'm carrying around less body fat will literally feel much better.
Cheers to a challenge and my new-found motivation.
Summer comes with activities that include not so good for my waistline foods. As a prelude to our summer vacation, we visited Fort Worth last weekend. (Check out Instagram for highlights from our excursion and look for an upcoming blog post about it!) We also dined with friends at our regular rotating dinner party held every other month. Oui-Oui left to visit family in the Northeast, and that had me indulging in Starbucks to and from the airport. Lattes are my comfort drink of choice if it is too early for a glass of wine! It was a comfort food week and weekend.
Walking all over the Stockyards, Fort Worth Zoo and the Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport was the extent of my exercise this week. I don’t count chasing Little T around the neighborhood pool as much more than a day in the life of my SAHM world. The gym was only a figment of my imagination this week.
Our regular rotating dinner party always includes delicious food and drink to compliment the fantastic conversation and party games. We dined on smoked pork, cheesy potatoes (Too Tall’s favorite), and a fresh spring salad. Our hosts this month out did themselves. I wanted to do a backstroke through the cheesy potatoes, but self-control prevailed and I only had one serving.
I knew this would be a tough weight loss week. Lurking around every corner was delicious food and beverages calling my name. My schedule didn’t leave a way to proper exercise to make an impact. I placed my efforts in paying attention to portion size this week. It paid off with a little bit of loss.
My weekly stats:
32.7% body fat
I have had a 1 pound per week loss thus far on this journey. Which isn’t shabby, but not nearly as much as I’d hoped for. That might be my biggest problem, I am hoping more than I am exercising. When I was training for the 5k in May the pounds melted off. Once I stopped my training, the pounds packed back on fast. My percent of body fat is declining, and that excites me. I am celebrating little victories right now before I hit my stride.
This week is jam packed with prepping for the upcoming family vacation, and I’ll be weighing in twice during our trip. I’m slightly worried what a full minivan and long road trip will do to my efforts to lose fat. I will be ‘live tweeting’ some moments from our trip and will be ‘Instagraming’ along the way as we will travel across, around, and through 18 of the 50 states in our beautiful country.
So, about my progress. It was minimal at best. I am not sure if it was the three nights out in a row that spoiled my plans of weight loss grandeur or my lack of will power; likely both. I had some losses, but not nearly as much as I had hoped for, proving this journey will be long.
Wednesday night was ‘girl’s night’ and shouldn’t be a dieting nightmare until the ½ price bottles arrive at the table and make drinking my calories oh so affordable. Maybe when we reconvene in two weeks, a nice morning jog the day of will counteract those Chardonnay calories.
I spent Friday night playing Bunco, and the etiquette of our Bunco group include bringing your beverage of choice and a snack of choice. Things I can control, but I skipped dinner in hopes the calories consumed at Bunco would be equal. I fear I was wrong.
I suppose I took a lackadaisical attitude towards my first week. Didn’t dive in much to shock my system. I did change up my afternoon snacking habits to veggies. I did hit the gym and burned calories, strengthened my core and arms. It wasn’t a complete failure of a week, and results show it to be mediocre. However, there is one marker, I am proud of. I lost an entire pound of FAT. Have you ever googled what that looks like? To think that is now gone from my body is a WIN!
Here are my stats:
32.9% Body Fat
My losses last week were my upper body, and legs. It may not change my jean size this week, but change is happening!
Here we go! I woke up this morning with one goal in mind; step on the scale and hit the button that will give me more information about my body than I usually want to know. Then onward to having Too Tall measure me. Next time, I will be able to do it alone, except my arms. That is tricky, like strapless bra tricky.
In all its glory, here are my stats:
33.2% Body Fat
Before you decide to judge, my BMI tells me I am overweight, and not too long ago I was classified as obese. I have worked hard to get to where I am today; with a weight loss of 22 pounds since Mini Me was born. Now it is time to attack the final remaining weight. Essentially, the body fat that weighs me down. I am determined to rid my body from the task of carrying around a muffin top. I am ready to take some pressure off my joints and live without the pain of the excess weight bearing down on me. Gravity is unforgiving.
My challenges are right in front of me, here in my house, the one place I am every day! What I’ve learned about myself as a SAHM is that I love to cook and/or bake, don’t mind cleaning, and cannot stand folding clothes. Since cooking is high on my list of things I enjoy, it lends itself to having a plethora of ingredients on hand at any time. This is where mindless eating begins for me. I can regulate myself at a restaurant. I can resist picking up a candy bar in the checkout line. My downfall is my own pantry. So easy, so accessible, and no one here to judge my choices when I sneak into the pantry for a sinfully delicious, processed, high sugar, high fat ‘snack’. I don’t crave them, but almost daily, lose will power when I want to stuff my face.
Time to brew some iced tea with stevia, track my calories and get some exercise in today. These numbers aren’t going to move themselves, although often I wish they would. My diet is going to be simple, calories in calories out. I will be taking a multivitamin, calcium and probiotic supplements to give my body the necessary nutrition, to be armed and ready and shave off those inches.
I’ll check back in next Wednesday with my progress.
I bought a measuring tape. It is a nice measuring tape, and I found it in the craft aisle. I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this new purchase. I haven't wrapped a tape around any part of my body since before Little T came along. Yet, I know the best way to achieve my goals is to track body measurements.
I’ve asked Too Tall to measure me, so I can log my starting point and keep track of my wins and losses. The plan is, tomorrow morning, I will rise before dawn and have him measure me. Then it hit me, I need to research the interwebs for what to measure. Should I be basic and just do the chest, waist, and hips? Or should I go all out and do the bust, chest, waist, hips, thighs, knees, calves, upper arm and forearms? After much consideration, I think I want to go with the longer list for tracking sake but will publish on my blog the basics, unless I notice some crazy change in one of the other six areas. If you want to track your measurements these are the standards I will be using. I created a quick table in Word to document my weekly measurements and weight.
Bust: Measure all the way around your bust and back on the line of your nipples.
Chest: Measure directly under your breasts, as high up as possible.
Waist: Measure at its narrowest point width-wise, usually just above the navel.
Hips: Measure around the widest part of the hip bones.
Thighs: Measure around fullest part of upper leg while standing
Knees: Measure immediately above the knee.
Calves: Measure around fullest part.
Upper arm: Measure above your elbows – around the fullest part.
Forearms: Measure below your elbows – around the fullest part.
I also recently upgraded my bathroom scale. The old one was at least 10+ years old and I was doubting its abilities to be truthful. That was a lesson in consumerism, the features to the common bathroom scale have increased greatly since my last venture in that area of Bed Bath & Beyond. I ended up with a moderately priced scale that will in addition to my weight, measure my Body Fat %, Body Fat Pounds, Water %, Bone Density, and BMI. I am going to limit my weighing in to once a week, just like the body measurements.
Oh, and what interesting little tidbit did I discover on my interwebs search, but a body shape calculator. I tried it and apparently, I am in the 8% of women whose measurements don’t compute to a body shape. What a bummer. Try for yourself, I know once I start seeing results I will try again, too!
Tomorrow is the day. I will start putting my trusty tape measurer to work. Check back to see where I start from and share about the challenges of where I am going…
This marks my last soda, soft drink, pop, fizzy high fructose corn syrup caffeine indulgence. Too Tall and I made it special and made a date night out of it to LSA Burger in downtown Denton, TX. While I have slowly weaned myself off these beverages, it feels so final making the conscious decision to no longer have these sweet liquid treats as an option in my diet.
I’ve heard this journey of no soft drinks will be easy, but the entire next day I was craving soda! Each time we passed a gas station or fast food joint all I thought about was having some fizzy sugary goodness. I prevailed and did not consume a tasty beverage, mainly because my husband was driving and superseded my will power and kept me strong. Thus far I have been successful and drinking a lot more iced tea. My new beverage of choice is green tea with Splenda. Oui-Oui has been helping me devour the 2 quarts I make each day.
Stay tuned to see if I succeed or fail at my new-found soda-free lifestyle.
Weight loss. It is such a dirty set of words. I loathe the idea of changing my habits or giving up things I enjoy eating that aren’t so good for me. I often wish I could wake up one morning, and slip back into the size 8 jeans I feel oh, so confident wearing. Yet, I am here; wearing a double-digit pant size, loving my leggings, and oversized sweatshirts. I am a SAHM, and my dress code doesn’t require business casual, or even pants some days. I’ve birthed a couple of kiddos, and yearn for the privilege to wear my pre-maternity clothes that silently line the closet walls. I want my ‘hot mom’ status back or at least feel I’m setting a good example for these wee little ones with my health, fitness, and eating habits.
Rant over, this is where the rubber meets the road. I am back in the saddle, as my fellow Texans might say about my decision to lose the ‘baby weight’ that has stayed along for the journey too long. The past 5 months have been a rollercoaster ride with my weight, and it is high time I start the steady journey up the mountain to my goal size. Yes, I said goal size. I know I have this blog titled “Weight Loss Journey” That is what will occur, but I don’t have an end number in mind. I have a pair of jeans I want to wear again and a body fat percentage number in mind I want to achieve. That means we will find out together how much fat pounds I lose. It is a fascinating idea to learn what my body will do when I stop feeding it garbage, stop overeating, and start exercising.
Want to be a fly on the wall? Great, because I am gonna share it as I walk through this journey to get my body back in shape.