Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Exercised again today.
I still can't run the whole time (two days in, of course not), but I did go for a walk-jog this morning and did yoga afterward. I am SO SORE. I doubt I even went a whole mile round-trip (anyone know where I can get a cheap pedometer?), but I feel like I've been hit by a bus. Ugh. At least I don't have to get up super early this week, because Scott's going in to work late for some training thing. Next week I have to pay the piper. 5:45, here I come... :-(
Monday, October 1, 2012
I totally jogged this morning!
I totally did! No lie! For like 16 whole minutes! Well, more like wogged...but I jogged for at least half of it, pinky swear. And then I did like 15 minutes of a yoga video. So that means that I TOTALLY WORKED OUT. That is all.
If I ever had to run for my life, I would probably die.
Soooooo...I don't think I've ever run a whole mile in my life. Seriously. I hate running (well, and exercise in general, if we're being honest here). Like hate with a fiery, burning passion. And you guys know me, so you know that I'm not exactly what you'd call a morning person. (More like a "wants to kill everything that moves with the death stare in the morning" kind of person.)
BUT. It's been a year and a half, and not only can I not lose the baby weight, I've started putting more back on. It's the second or third time that's happened since Luke was born. It's like I can lose a little weight veeeeerrrrry slowly, but then all of a sudden I'll have a particularly gluttonous weekend or something and I'll have put on another 7 pounds. It's kind of scary to me, because before I got pregnant, my weight had stayed within the same 10-pound range for my entire post-puberty life, no matter what I ate or how much (or how little) I exercised. Getting pregnant seems to have flipped some kind of grown-up switch in my body to where I can't eat like a teenager anymore.
And ok. (We are being honest here, right?) If this were the weight that my body decided was the right weight post-baby and that was just my comfortable size for the rest of my life, I would be totally okay with it. I don't feel like I've got my self-esteem pinned to a dress size or anything. But I'm not physically comfortable where I'm at. I'm more tired than I should be, and I really can feel the weight slowing me down when I put on more pounds like this. I feel sluggish, you know? It's like I've gone from Tigger to Eeyore, while still trying to keep up with Luke. I lose my breath running around the playground (trying to keep him from falling to his death, ha ha). I'm chubby in places where I never have been before, and it's starting to affect how flexible I am. Not to mention the fact that I've got a closet full of clothes that I can't really wear, because they're all a size too small. It makes me a lot more self-conscious and it zaps my confidence in social situations, because the whole time I'm thinking about how chubby I feel (or how my pants digging in at my waist is making me nauseated) instead of thinking about making new friends and being kind to other people and having fun. I can't even find bras that fit anymore, because I'm too big around through the ribs for the size of bra I should be wearing. Not cool.
I'm 25. I'm too young to feel worn-out and flabby. Something's gotta give.
I've been trying half-heartedly to diet the weight off for the better part of a year, but obviously that's not doing enough. So. I can't really get the cardio exercise in that I am going to have to do while Luke is up and about (not yet, anyway...maybe when I'm amazing and really good at exercising I'll figure that out), and I'm too tired by the time he goes to bed to be motivated to work out then. That leaves mornings...EARLY mornings. Le sigh...
BUT. It's been a year and a half, and not only can I not lose the baby weight, I've started putting more back on. It's the second or third time that's happened since Luke was born. It's like I can lose a little weight veeeeerrrrry slowly, but then all of a sudden I'll have a particularly gluttonous weekend or something and I'll have put on another 7 pounds. It's kind of scary to me, because before I got pregnant, my weight had stayed within the same 10-pound range for my entire post-puberty life, no matter what I ate or how much (or how little) I exercised. Getting pregnant seems to have flipped some kind of grown-up switch in my body to where I can't eat like a teenager anymore.
And ok. (We are being honest here, right?) If this were the weight that my body decided was the right weight post-baby and that was just my comfortable size for the rest of my life, I would be totally okay with it. I don't feel like I've got my self-esteem pinned to a dress size or anything. But I'm not physically comfortable where I'm at. I'm more tired than I should be, and I really can feel the weight slowing me down when I put on more pounds like this. I feel sluggish, you know? It's like I've gone from Tigger to Eeyore, while still trying to keep up with Luke. I lose my breath running around the playground (trying to keep him from falling to his death, ha ha). I'm chubby in places where I never have been before, and it's starting to affect how flexible I am. Not to mention the fact that I've got a closet full of clothes that I can't really wear, because they're all a size too small. It makes me a lot more self-conscious and it zaps my confidence in social situations, because the whole time I'm thinking about how chubby I feel (or how my pants digging in at my waist is making me nauseated) instead of thinking about making new friends and being kind to other people and having fun. I can't even find bras that fit anymore, because I'm too big around through the ribs for the size of bra I should be wearing. Not cool.
I'm 25. I'm too young to feel worn-out and flabby. Something's gotta give.
I've been trying half-heartedly to diet the weight off for the better part of a year, but obviously that's not doing enough. So. I can't really get the cardio exercise in that I am going to have to do while Luke is up and about (not yet, anyway...maybe when I'm amazing and really good at exercising I'll figure that out), and I'm too tired by the time he goes to bed to be motivated to work out then. That leaves mornings...EARLY mornings. Le sigh...
Friday, September 28, 2012
Lose the baby weight take 2
Okay, last time I didn't ever really lose the baby weight. Not cool. This time, I'm determined to not let that happen! I just exercised on my Wii Active Game. It was a 30 minute workout and was pretty intense (especially considering I don't remember the last time I worked out. Like, it seriously might have been over a year ago. Yep.) Anyway, my goal is to follow the video game's 30 day workout. Each day it gets harder and harder. And, I'm going to try to get the extra calories my body craves from vegetables instead of cheese. Wish me luck!
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wii
I convinced Ryan that we should have one and so now we do. (Good thing it is a one time purchase or that would have never gone down.) So, now I shall experiment with using the Wii as part of my exercise routine. Suggestions?
Monday, June 27, 2011
Okay, for reals this time
We're finally in our own house. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! So, I'm going to start exercising. Seriously. Tomorrow. If the Wii is set up by then. Shoot, maybe I suck...
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Katie?
Maybe Katie quit because it had been 8 months since anyone posted anything... :). Good job us. And I'd like to second the complaint of pregnancy changing body shape. I don't weigh a whole lot more than I did pre-pregnancy, but I sure look different. I feel like I gave up my cuteness to Savannah which is probably okay. So, I didn't exercise yesterday because my entire body was SO sore from the day before. Plus, it's hard to be motivated when I get home at like 5:30 and just want to relax. But, I'm going to make myself work again today. As far as exercise ideas go, I don't really have many since I use the Wii, but you could probably Google a ton of ideas. For what it's worth, Wiis are cheaper than ever (like $150 plus $30 for the game I recommend) now because an HD one is coming out soon, but I know that's still a big purchase.
I'm thinking I should purchase a double stroller or something so I can take Savannah and Emry for walks, but getting Savannah to want to sit in a stroller is a struggle to say the least. She just wants to "walk, walk, walk!" but when she does walk she stops all the time so it's enjoyable, but not super exerting...
I'm thinking I should purchase a double stroller or something so I can take Savannah and Emry for walks, but getting Savannah to want to sit in a stroller is a struggle to say the least. She just wants to "walk, walk, walk!" but when she does walk she stops all the time so it's enjoyable, but not super exerting...
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