Sunday I went for a run and went further into the park than I have been able to yet. You see, I'm doing the Couch to 5k regime, and Sunday was 2 sets of 8 minutes of running with a 5 minute walk in between I walked to the park as a warmup and then did the workout into the park and walked back home. I was out in the park for over an hour and it was a gorgeous day. All the leaves on the trees and the grass were so green. I'm loving Spring in the city. I'm just happy I took my Claritin before leaving my apartment. Whew, pollen is intense here.
Anyway, these past few weeks while I've been trying to improve my fitness level (and not hate my body), I have noticed just how harmful working the hours I was working January-March is on my body. I'm just now beginning to feel healthy. Unfortunately, I'm also trying to work off the 8 pounds or so I gained while working 16+ hour days and eating delivery every night. Let's just say every morning starts with me feeling defeated by the size of my a@@ because few of my work clothes fit in an appropriate way. But no matter - I'm doing something about that now! Boy, I miss being 21 and able to just run 6 miles before work - no sweat. Anyway, as for now, I do Jillian's 30-Day Shred in the morning and either do my run or elliptical in the evenings after work. I mean, who doesn't have time for a 20-minute workout? I like it because I just can't talk myself out of 20 minutes.
I'll probably post a lot more about this in the coming weeks as a motivational tool. I'm just embarrassed about how I've let things get out of hand. I now weigh the heaviest I have ever weighed. I've already gone up a size in pants and even those are tight at the moment. I refuse to go up 2 sizes! And here it is, the real shame, there's just no excuse for it. Since mid-March, I really haven't been that busy from work. Granted, the first 2-3 weeks after being busy, I was going to bed at 9pm and sleeping 10-11 hours and definitely not working out. But still.
As much as I don't want to say the number out loud, I weigh 132 pounds (down 1 lb. so far!). Now, I know, I'm in the healthy range BMI-wise. But for me, it's the heaviest I've even been. Up until studying for the bar, I was the same size that I was in high school. I never gained the freshman 15. In fact, I lost weight in college during crew and the lightest I've been is 114 lbs. That's 18 pounds less than I am now! Now, while I would like to lose weight, I hold no illusions about being 114 pounds like I was when I was 16 years old. I rather enjoy being more "womanly" now. However, I don't enjoy pants not fitting. I can't afford to replace my wardrobe! I tried on my summer pants and not a single one fit. Not. a. single. one. Absolutely, unacceptable.
I've also started tracking my calories. I like this website. The last 5 weeks of working out 6/ days a week were just to get me in the habit of working out. This past week, week 6, is when I got serious and starting keeping track of what I'm eating and doing the 2x workouts. The frustrating thing is that I may be losing weight but my clothes are fitting worse because I'm gaining muscle under all this fat, and I think it's making things worse. :( At any rate, the only thing left to do is persevere and persevere I will (until the next deal comes and then I'll just try to survive!).
Meaghan, as you know, I think you're gorgeous, both inside and out. However, since you're doing this for you, it's worth it in the end. I know you can and will succeed at this!
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