Day 3 of walking and I'm trying to push myself. I'm the type of person who quits as soon as the running gets too hard. You've ever watched NBC's show, "The Biggest Loser"? I would drive those trainers crazy because all that yelling and screaming wouldn't get me moving. I have to find it in myself to say, "Ok, Ty, keep running until you reach the next mailbox. Ok, you've reached that. Now keep running until you reach the next bush." And so forth. That's the only way I could keep running. Don't' get me wrong, I didn't run around the whole neighborhood, or even a third of it, but I did run. I even ran up the biggest hill in the neighborhood and a little beyond that. I'm pretty happy with myself.
Yesterday, after talking with my girl, Steph, and watching The Biggest Loser, I decided that I have got to push myself a little bit more. So what I've incorporated into my exercise is to run a type of circuit at home. After I walked around the neighborhood today, I ran up the driveway, did 20 jumping jacks, ran down and back up, did 15 lunges, and ran down and up (barely) and did 20 more jumping jacks. Talk about sweating and breathing heavy! I'm going to try to do that every time I walk and also add some more things like jumping rope, push ups, squats and whatever other form of torture Steph can think of.
I wore my pedometer for the first time today. I got it awhile back but haven't worn it because it was stuck on Kilometers and I don't know how to compute that. Once I found the instructions and got it back to miles, I found out that my walk is just shy of a mile! All of that work, huffing and puffing and I haven't even walked a mile. UGH! So now I've gotta kick it up a notch and go walking in the other part of the neighborhood. But I'm not too upset. A mile is a good place to start. I can't expect to walk 5 miles on the first day. So for my next walk, who knows how far I'll go or where I'll end up. I just don't want to get too far and have to call my hubby and tell him, "Honey, pack up the kids in the van and come and get me!"
I don't always watch The Biggest Loser, but these people are inspiring. They make me want to cry during most of the show. Like the Biggest Loser, I'm thinking of taking some pictures in my sports bra and shorts and publishing them on my blog. Not sure if I want the whole world (whoever does read this blog) to see all my rolls and such. I'll take the pictures before there's any change so at least I'll have them as a reference even if I don't publish them. I've also decided not to get on the scale very often either. I got on it recently and was very disappointed. I shouldn't have been surprised because I hadn't worked out in a week or so, but it still hurt my feelings. I'll just wait until I feel a difference in my clothes, then maybe I'll step on the scale.
Oh well, keep pushing y'all.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Busy busy little bee
Man, have I been busy this past week. I'm so tired from staying up late and waking up early to bake and decorate cakes and rushing around like crazy to get things done. Everything has been finished since Saturday, but I'm still recovering.
I had so many cakes to make. I had to make a cake for class, and a sample cake for a lady, a cake for my uncle's 50th birthday and a cake for my friend's husbands 34th birthday. I don't know if I waited too late to get started or just didn't realize the massive undertaking of the projects. My Aunt G wanted to specific cake. It was a chocolate 12x12 cube with chocolate filling in the center and four layers. That cake was huge and heavy! Then we thought it would be neat to cut the cake into 4x4 pieces and make 9 cubes. How crazy was I to think that would be easy? I had to cover each cake with chocolate buttercream and then lime green fondant. Try doing that 9 times! No regrets because it was a big hit! My parents took it all the way to Virginia for the party. My aunt said that my uncle actually wore his lime green shirt without having ever seen the cake. You know everyone picked on him for matching the cake. The cube has something to do with an architecture lesson that I guess just about every architect has to learn and that my uncle has taught to his students. We realized later that the 9 cubes also had a special meaning because there are 9 siblings. But can you imagine this huge lime green cake with 50 blazing candles on it? I'm waiting for pictures so I can see how it looked.
I finished my uncle's cake at 1am Saturday morning. Then I had to do a specialty cake for a good friend's 34th birthday party at 4pm on Saturday. Talk about trying not to stress out! Thankfully I had already baked the cake, but then I decided that it needed one more layer that morning so I had to bake a whole other cake before breakfast! Thankfully, I had other things to do and get ready while I waited for the cake to bake and cool. This cake came out really awesome. It was a dark blue poker chip with the #34 in the center and and the suits (heart/spade/club/diamond) going around in a circle. It was covered in bark blue fondant and the numbers and suits were made out of white chocolate. I'm surprised that I finished it with time to spare. Everyone loved how the cake turned ou.t And you know I passed out business cards. Unfortunately, I forgot my camera at home (kicking myself), so I'm waiting for pictures to be sent to me.
I'm happy how things turned out this past week. I had fun and made a little bit of money at the same time. Is baking my future? I don't know, but I'm having fun while I'm at it.
I've been so busy that it's been about a week since I did any exercise. So today I went for a walk around the neighborhood the really long way. I try to walk/jog every street that I come to. We have a lot of cul-de-sacs and I make sure i go in those too. I often see early in the morning (before I'm even thinking about going for a walk) this skinny-minnie jogging. Now good for her, but here's my problem with her: she's running down hill! Our neighborhood is extremely hilly. If you turn right out of my driveway, you'll climb up the steep hills and go down some slopes. If you turn left, then you are going down the big hills and climbing some little slopes. I always turn right even though I'm not in the best of shape, but it makes sense to me to go that way to get the most challenge. And every day there goes skinny-minnie jogging down the big hills. Doesn't make sense to me. I'll just keep dragging myself up the big hills until one day I can run up them and run past her as she jogs down the hill!
That first week that I did stick to exercising I could feel a difference in my clothes and my "baby belly." But it's hard for me to stick with it. After one week I'm not a size 8 yet?! I've gotta work on patience, you think? Can't I have instant gratification and be fine after one week? No? Not fair.
I had so many cakes to make. I had to make a cake for class, and a sample cake for a lady, a cake for my uncle's 50th birthday and a cake for my friend's husbands 34th birthday. I don't know if I waited too late to get started or just didn't realize the massive undertaking of the projects. My Aunt G wanted to specific cake. It was a chocolate 12x12 cube with chocolate filling in the center and four layers. That cake was huge and heavy! Then we thought it would be neat to cut the cake into 4x4 pieces and make 9 cubes. How crazy was I to think that would be easy? I had to cover each cake with chocolate buttercream and then lime green fondant. Try doing that 9 times! No regrets because it was a big hit! My parents took it all the way to Virginia for the party. My aunt said that my uncle actually wore his lime green shirt without having ever seen the cake. You know everyone picked on him for matching the cake. The cube has something to do with an architecture lesson that I guess just about every architect has to learn and that my uncle has taught to his students. We realized later that the 9 cubes also had a special meaning because there are 9 siblings. But can you imagine this huge lime green cake with 50 blazing candles on it? I'm waiting for pictures so I can see how it looked.
I finished my uncle's cake at 1am Saturday morning. Then I had to do a specialty cake for a good friend's 34th birthday party at 4pm on Saturday. Talk about trying not to stress out! Thankfully I had already baked the cake, but then I decided that it needed one more layer that morning so I had to bake a whole other cake before breakfast! Thankfully, I had other things to do and get ready while I waited for the cake to bake and cool. This cake came out really awesome. It was a dark blue poker chip with the #34 in the center and and the suits (heart/spade/club/diamond) going around in a circle. It was covered in bark blue fondant and the numbers and suits were made out of white chocolate. I'm surprised that I finished it with time to spare. Everyone loved how the cake turned ou.t And you know I passed out business cards. Unfortunately, I forgot my camera at home (kicking myself), so I'm waiting for pictures to be sent to me.
I'm happy how things turned out this past week. I had fun and made a little bit of money at the same time. Is baking my future? I don't know, but I'm having fun while I'm at it.
I've been so busy that it's been about a week since I did any exercise. So today I went for a walk around the neighborhood the really long way. I try to walk/jog every street that I come to. We have a lot of cul-de-sacs and I make sure i go in those too. I often see early in the morning (before I'm even thinking about going for a walk) this skinny-minnie jogging. Now good for her, but here's my problem with her: she's running down hill! Our neighborhood is extremely hilly. If you turn right out of my driveway, you'll climb up the steep hills and go down some slopes. If you turn left, then you are going down the big hills and climbing some little slopes. I always turn right even though I'm not in the best of shape, but it makes sense to me to go that way to get the most challenge. And every day there goes skinny-minnie jogging down the big hills. Doesn't make sense to me. I'll just keep dragging myself up the big hills until one day I can run up them and run past her as she jogs down the hill!
That first week that I did stick to exercising I could feel a difference in my clothes and my "baby belly." But it's hard for me to stick with it. After one week I'm not a size 8 yet?! I've gotta work on patience, you think? Can't I have instant gratification and be fine after one week? No? Not fair.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
I had 1/2 a sand wrap, 1/2 an apple n sum pretzels. Man am i stuffed!! Gave Dylan the other half of everything and he ate it all and wanted more. This is my attempt at eating healthy. Now I've gotta figure out what to eat for dinner. I need to make a menu for the week to help keep me on track instead of breaking out the Hamburger Helper.
Another Try
My goal at the beginning of the year was to start exercising. Well, 4 months later I finally made it to the gym yesterday. I just started with the elliptical machine for 30 minutes. Well, I actually set it at 35 minutes but couldn't make those 5 extra mins. It was torture! I've walked around our neighborhood a few times and never had felt like that before. Also, when I used to go to the gym (like over 3 years ago!), I would see people doing it reverse, like they were walking backwards. I honestly thought that was the stupidest thing. Why would anyone do that? Well, that stupid elliptical tried to make me do it...I couldn't! I wanted to cry! It was like medieval torture machine. It kept trying to force me to do every few minutes, but I would force it to do the regular way because I would try it and then give up. I don't think my body was ready for that. Let me build up to it.
I did taebo today. I'm so uncoordinated but I gave it a try. I was sweating at the end.
I'm going to try to do this losing weight thing right. My biggest obstacle is eating right. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm a terrible eater. I hate veggies and hardly eat any fruit. I've gotta do better. When the year started, I wanted to look fine and hot for the beach. Now I just want to look decent in a bathing suit, without my belly sticking out.
I think I'll post a weekly report with my weight and measurements for the whole world to see (though I'm not sure who still checks out my blog since I haven't been consistently updating it). But that's what I'll do. Thankfully I have a good friend who I can be accountable to. Unfortunately, she's on the other side of town. I wish we could meet up and workout together. But we'll make do and inspire each other to get moving. I'll post a daily update of my exercise and how I feel afterwards. Hope you'll join me on this journey. I'll post my stats later.
I did taebo today. I'm so uncoordinated but I gave it a try. I was sweating at the end.
I'm going to try to do this losing weight thing right. My biggest obstacle is eating right. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm a terrible eater. I hate veggies and hardly eat any fruit. I've gotta do better. When the year started, I wanted to look fine and hot for the beach. Now I just want to look decent in a bathing suit, without my belly sticking out.
I think I'll post a weekly report with my weight and measurements for the whole world to see (though I'm not sure who still checks out my blog since I haven't been consistently updating it). But that's what I'll do. Thankfully I have a good friend who I can be accountable to. Unfortunately, she's on the other side of town. I wish we could meet up and workout together. But we'll make do and inspire each other to get moving. I'll post a daily update of my exercise and how I feel afterwards. Hope you'll join me on this journey. I'll post my stats later.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Posts
