It Can Only Get Better From Here

  So i am starting my second week of my 3 month challenge.  I already seem to be adjusting to the new eating habits well, & can usually talk myself out of eating something I know I shouldn't.  Getting back into the swing of working out is provong a bit harder.  Not because I talk myself out of it (quite the opposite this time, actually), but because things I can't control get in the way.  Last Friday, I got too overheated with just 2 toning stations & 10 minutes of cardio to go.  Today, I was 45 minutes into the workout when I got slammed by a searing pain in my head.  Determined to stick to my new resolve that a headache was not going to keep me from the gym, I tried to push through.  I almost puked on the leg machine.  My trainer made me stop.  I am angry.  Not with myself or my trainer, but with this intangible demon I keep having to fight.

  Tomorrow is my first weigh in after starting the 25 in 3 challenge.  I have been at this one whole week tomorrow.  Will the scale move?  I don't know.  But I'm determined not to stress about it until I've had 2 check-ins without any loss.  Then we can aggressively tweak what I'm doing.  I know I'm already making better choices and can still have things I want (hello, DQ?), but not as often & not as much (like the mini blizzard last night instead of the usual medium.  and the strawberry one, not the turtle).

Do I still have quite the battle to keep fighting?  Yes.  Am I still a little frightened about it?  No question.  But, most importantly, am I determined to succeed?  Just watch me.

At Least I Survived...

So, today was Day 1 with the trainer.  I wasn't sure how it would go because I didn't really sleep last night, & was dragging already at 7:30.  But, I got dressed in the workout clothes, anyway, & headed to the gym.  Today's trainer was Pat -- apparently at this gym, they divide up the members coming in among which ever trainers happen to be there at that time.  We started off easy, some arm work machines set at 40lbs.  "Easy, peasy," I thought after finishing my 3 sets of 15.  By set 2 of machine 2, the jacket I had worn in was off (the gym is kept pretty cool, plus it was windy outside).  At machine 3, my arms were protesting, & I only completed 1 1/2 sets.  Then he sent me for 5 minutes on the elliptical.  Um...yeah...going to have to work up to 5 minutes.  I did 1, then switched to the treadmill.  Back to more weights.  All arms today.  This was getting brutal.  Then we moved on to triceps.  That machine I could do my 3 sets of 15.  5 more minutes of cardio, bike this time.  Then came one of the few things I was hoping would be a long time coming -- plie squats while holding a 15lbs dumbell.  I made it through 20 of the 45.. Although, I did get told I had perfect form.  I wonder if that could be because my tush is so big it can't help by stick out?  Finally, bicep curls (thank you, BodyPump for teaching me squat position & biceps curls with a bar) -- again, only 2 sets.  I finished out the day with 10 more minutes of cardio, & gladly was done.
 To leave this particular gym, you have to go down about 4-5 steps.  At my first step down, my legs felt like jelly.  But, surprisingly, I felt good.  I had done at least half of eveything asked of me.  And I kept going the entire 70 minutes of today's session.  Now that I know I can make it through the time ,
     side note:  the last trainer I tried to work with (at another gym) didn't have any cardio involved & I only made it through 40 minutes with her. hmmmmmm...interesting...)
I can start to work on making it through all the reps.  Baby steps.  that's how I'm going to keep focused on this.  Well, that and the $400.00 I get back if I lose the 25lbs in 3 months!

25 in 3

  Today, I started a program at a local gym.  The goal is to drop 25 pounds in 3 months.  Today was "nutrition day."  Simply put, that means that I was given a whole new way to look at the food I'm eating.  Right now, I'm feeling a little overwhelmed at all the info to process. 
  Will it be hard?  Most certainly.  Am I going to like it?  At times, probably not.  Will I succeed?  We'll find out July 5.  So how am I feeling about this next step in life?  Let's see...tired, nervous, excited, overwhelmed, anxious, fearful, determined, apprehensive.... I could keep going, but I think you get the idea.  Already today I've thought carefully through each food choice as I was making my lunch.  The biggest challenge I see is making the change family-wide.  Chris, I think, will go along without too much of an issue.  Brogan, though, has turned into a picky eater.  Time will tell.

Now, to get through the time with the trainer tomorrow...

Off we go...

  When something happens in my day, be it funny, exasperating or whatever, my first thought is to email Chris at work.  Apparently, I do this quite often, as he has said to me, more than once, "You need to have a blog.  Then you won't send me so many emails in a day."  Maybe I do.  Need a blog, that is.  As a stay-at-home mom to an only child, it's just me & the cat most days.  And she's not exactly a master of conversation.
  So, now that I've kick started the next phase of my life at a new gym, I decided to jump on the blog bandwagon.  Will people like it?  Will they even read it?  Who knows.  But at least I have a place to vent, or clear the random thoughts that come to me throughout the day.  A place just for me, where grammer doesn't matter (mostly because I think faster than I type), & I get to choose the subject.

So, if you're so inclined, come along for the ride.  There's fun to be had somewhere.