oh yeah, i've got this thing.
God, but my livejournal posting has massively fallen by the wayside. Oh well. These days the only thing on my brain is exercise and working out, and I always hold myself back from posting it. But screw it -- it's not like I've got anything more interesting to say.
Right now I've hit about 165 lbs -- it fluctuates day to day. Still, all told that's approximately 40 lbs I've lost. It doesn't feel like it. My hips are still wide, I still have a bust, and I've only dropped 1.5 dress sizes (and holy hell, I hate clothes shopping. Especially when you're right in between the sizes). There are definite differences, though. My waist is smaller and more well-defined, my chest is a bit smaller (and I have back pain a lot less often -- I didn't think they used to be big enough for that!) and all my muscles are a LOT more toned and obvious. That's the part I love best. I love being athletic and looking it. Sure, I'm not playing team sports, and that competitiveness and comraderie is something I do miss, but to flex my leg and watch the muscles move and play under the skin? Fucking awesome to see after years of not.
I haven't changed my diet a whole lot, either. I do eat a lot less than I used to, and I'm trying to eat more protein instead of carbs. Carbs are cheap, though, and protein isn't necessarily. Thinking of looking into seasoned tofu and TVP, and other such cheaper remedies to the lust for red meat.
Anyway, I've still got a long way to go. I can breeze through my elliptical workouts. Get on the treadmill? My ass is sorely handed to me. And my lungs feel like they're been scraped with sandpaper. That's not stopping me. I've signed up for this 5K on the 21st of April, paid my registration dues and all, so there's no backing out. My jogging time for a 5K is pathetically the same as my fast walk, because I get winded so easily, but I've got three weeks, and a manageable interval training program scrawled on post-it notes. My goal is to jog the 5K 2/3 of the time, and to finish in under 40 minutes. Surely that should be attainable?
I'm not a runner by any means, but I want to do it just to do it. To prove to myself that I can. And maybe I'll fall in love with running, or maybe I'll gleefully move on to pilates or swimming or a martial art. Who can say? Just as long as I keep going with getting and staying in shape. It's waaaay too much of a hassle to get back into it.
Right now I've hit about 165 lbs -- it fluctuates day to day. Still, all told that's approximately 40 lbs I've lost. It doesn't feel like it. My hips are still wide, I still have a bust, and I've only dropped 1.5 dress sizes (and holy hell, I hate clothes shopping. Especially when you're right in between the sizes). There are definite differences, though. My waist is smaller and more well-defined, my chest is a bit smaller (and I have back pain a lot less often -- I didn't think they used to be big enough for that!) and all my muscles are a LOT more toned and obvious. That's the part I love best. I love being athletic and looking it. Sure, I'm not playing team sports, and that competitiveness and comraderie is something I do miss, but to flex my leg and watch the muscles move and play under the skin? Fucking awesome to see after years of not.
I haven't changed my diet a whole lot, either. I do eat a lot less than I used to, and I'm trying to eat more protein instead of carbs. Carbs are cheap, though, and protein isn't necessarily. Thinking of looking into seasoned tofu and TVP, and other such cheaper remedies to the lust for red meat.
Anyway, I've still got a long way to go. I can breeze through my elliptical workouts. Get on the treadmill? My ass is sorely handed to me. And my lungs feel like they're been scraped with sandpaper. That's not stopping me. I've signed up for this 5K on the 21st of April, paid my registration dues and all, so there's no backing out. My jogging time for a 5K is pathetically the same as my fast walk, because I get winded so easily, but I've got three weeks, and a manageable interval training program scrawled on post-it notes. My goal is to jog the 5K 2/3 of the time, and to finish in under 40 minutes. Surely that should be attainable?
I'm not a runner by any means, but I want to do it just to do it. To prove to myself that I can. And maybe I'll fall in love with running, or maybe I'll gleefully move on to pilates or swimming or a martial art. Who can say? Just as long as I keep going with getting and staying in shape. It's waaaay too much of a hassle to get back into it.