So it's been over a year, and one baby since I ran last. I just quit my job. (The one major thing that was eating up my time, preventing me from running - basically my excuse to stop after having major trouble with plantar fasciitis.) I now find myself at my body's natural, desired weight of 260 lbs. That's 10 lbs heavier than my last "heaviest" weight, and 60 lbs heavier than my "thinnest". I love myself. But I do not love my body. I am going to change this. Again.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
June 24, 2013 again
Monday, June 24, 2013
June 24, 2013
This is me starting over. My body is just not made to be fit. I have to force it. This is me forcing it.
260 lbs approx.
1/4 mile warm up
1 mile-running straights, walking curves of the track.
Deep stretching in the legs.
Favorite song during my run: This, Ed Sheeran
I feel like I barely made that before my body started laughing at me. I was really glad the only other person at the track was an older gentleman. But he didn't laugh at me, he only smiled because I can't help but make my boobs bounce when I run.
I can do 20 minutes. The proof was today. So the whole starting over thing if over. Now I can just go forward.
Thursday, August 9, 2012
August 9, 2012
Friday, July 20, 2012
July 20. 2012
July 19, 2012
24 flights of stairs, up and down. That's all I got. :)
Thursday, July 19, 2012
July 18, 2012
Started out with some good oatmeal. Made Mac n Cheese for lunch, then chilli dogs for dinner. Ya I didn't care at all. I just wanted to feel good. No exercise.
July 17, 2012
Today was a bad day. I got some hard news and immediately developed a migraine. I left work and battled it all day long. I finally are a sandwich about three but quickly shared it with my bathroom throne. About six I could get up and my husband and I went for a milk shake to sooth my stomach. Then overrun by my stress from the news I ate those delicious red Zingers and ended my day with a Diet Coke and some chocolate chip cookies. It was one of those days. I'll try again tomorrow.
July 16, 2012
So I've joined a weight loss group. It's a contest to see who can lose the most in so many weeks. I don't expect to win, this just gives me purpose to try and make my jeans fit again. I had to take a picture of myself and turn in my weight. Unfortunately I do not own a scale so I only guessed that I'm at 250 lbs. *sigh
This is my plan of action:
Low carbohydrates and trying to not have any after lunch. Lots of protein and good fats. I'm also taking the Parisian approach where my breakfasts and dinners are small and snack size, but my lunches are large and filling for the rest of the day. Lots if water and fluids to flush my system.
As for exercise, right now it's what I can. No set routine just lots of movement. Today I detailed my entire apartment for an inspection. I was sweating from head to toe but everything was cleaned, from organized closets, baseboards, light fixtures, and every piece of laundry folded and put away. I'm trying to balance full time work and summer fun with my kids, so trekking another hour away from then to go to the gym seems selfish right now. Like I said, I'm only doing what I can to keep moving.
I'll keep a record of my efforts here and I hope to drop one plants size in this journey.
Wish me luck!
Saturday, March 17, 2012
March 17th
On Tuesday the 13th I bought a "perscribed" pair of insoles meant to help with fasciitus, the pain in my feet that has kept me from running for almost a year. I wore them in for two days before I decided to try a run with them. I went down to the 'ole Cyprus track and began my warm up. Some good tunes in my ears and one leasure lap behind me I start my run. I had in my mind that I'd only run the straights and walk the curves the way I started training two years ago but ended up whipping out a mile in about 15 minutes. Legs felt good, lungs and heart were still in great shape wondering why my legs couldn't keep up. Next went the test of how well I could walk on my feet afterwards. Needless to say, the insoles were amazing!! I could go dancing afterwards if I wanted to. I finally felt like there was a glimmer of hope in me actually running a half marathon someday soon.
So, I've set new goals, much like the goals I have achieved before. First: a timed 5k. Second: a strong 10k. Third: a succesful half marathon. Bonus: a Dirty Girl race somewhere in between. For the fun of it: a Ragnar with my sister.
Not running for a year broke my heart. I'd watch women running on the street and almost cry because I couldn't do that. Plantar Fasciitus is one of the most painful things I have ever experienced, and it's emotionally painful to feel like you aren't strong/healthy enough to walk on your own two feet. My foot injury was not because of my weight, even though it sure felt like it. I have flat feet and knocked knees. It was bound to happen no matter what my weight was. But, it's not going to keep me from running anymore!
I don't know how successful I will be at this, but over all, I'm just so happy to say that I can try.