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Dub Dub

So I have rejoined the cult that is Weight Watchers.  A.K.A. W. W..  A.K.A. Dub Dub.  I started January 1st, inspired by commercials of Jessica Simpson, whom I love for being a Texan girl, first and foremost, and then for being a blonde.  Secondary to that, Jennifer Hudson, whom I can relate to for topping out at a size 24 before losing a lot of weight prior to her Dream Girls performance, and now looks AH-MAZING in her dub dub commercials. 

Of course, I joined for myself.  My cousin’s wedding is quickly approaching and I’d like to be in better shape for it – looking better.  Specifically, smaller arms and belly!  Maybe better looking legs, as it will be a short bridesmaids dress. 

My boyfriend is a little concerned, yet supportive about it all.  He’s already asking me things like “how many points do you have left today,” but he’s made it pretty clear he doesn’t want to know the PointsPlus values of his own food (for reasons we won’t get into on the internet :) ). 

So far, I’m pretty happy with the program.  PointsPlus values are calculated by “rewarding” a food for having protein and fiber, while “punishing” it for having fat and carbs.  Fruits and vegetables are zero points (for the majority of them), so long as you don’t have a banana fest or something (eating zero-points food without being hungry).

The online and mobile tools are making the program kick off to a great start.  I decided not to do meetings, even though I believe I’d get some value out of them.  I’m just so busy as it is, and would rather spend that time doing something else. 

I will keep you all posted on progress!

I will keep you posted on how it goes. 

 

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Get Over It

So, I wrote that post this morning and spent the day feeling sorry for myself.  This is sort of normal for me – realize today what I must do tomorrow, as opposed to now.  Friday was a blow, and this morning, it was tough to confess my weight loss sins.  And while tomorrow is a new day, I feel the need to do something RIGHT NOW.

Whatever you’re doing at the moment, if you’re feeling like a couch potato or like a blob, go put on some spandex and get moving.  Now.  I’m heading to the gym myself, inspired by Extreme Makeover Weight Loss Edition, and contestant Jacqui, who works out 2+ hours a day, 6 days a week.  She lost 90 lbs in 90 days (355 to 263).  And her 2nd phase goal was 50 lobs – 263 to 213 in 3 months.

So inspiring.

So, heading to the gym.  Right. Now.

Goals today:

1 hour on the elliptical
500 min. calories burned
120 crunches
Jump on that little platform thing once.

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Playing Games

I just left a great workout.  Literally, it ended 23 minutes ago – long enough for me to drive home (while avoiding direct eye contact with Sonic), turn on my computer and start a movie (No Strings Attached).  I digress.

It was a great workout, and I wanted to share with you how I stayed motivated.

Generally, between parking my car and getting on a machine, I make a goal.  Sometimes it’s a distance or time goal, but usually it is a calorie goal.  That is, I can’t stop until I’ve hit X number of calories.  This way, if I’m tired, and want to stop earlier, all I have to do is work harder/faster.  If I have all the time in the world, and I’m feeling lazy/tired/sore, then I lower my intensity/speed and work longer.

Today, I tried a different machine.  The past few times to the gym, I worked on the elliptical trainer.  This was a recommendation from a personal trainer because it simulates running without the impact on your hips and knees (both which give me issues). For whatever reason, I was thinking, “Ugh” at the thought of the El Trainer today and so I hopped on a newfangled treadmill.  By newfangled, I’m talking the motor in the back, full color touch screen kind.

This is the first machine that let me SET a calorie goal from the beginning. So, when I hopped on and reviewed my buttons of choice, I saw one that said “set goal,” which holy smokes, is what I do anyways.  I click on it and picked my calories (450) and then I could choose incline and speed.  As I did, the amount of time it would take me to complete would change.  I played around with the settings and saw that at a speed of 2.6mph and an incline of 10%, it would take over an hour to finish.

I started my 60+ min workout and quickly – very quickly – got bored.  I increased my incline to 20% (whoa), and my speed up to 2.7.  The machine told me I now only had like 35 minutes remaining (as opposed to the 55 remaining).

This could be fun.

So, since the 20% incline was challenging, but not sustainable, I kept playing around with the dials to make it interesting.  For instance, I would do one minute at 20%, but once I “beat” that, I took it down to 19.5%, which added 15 seconds to the time remaining.  I kept playing around with the one-minute “intervals” until I started to feel a bit of a runners high.  At about 15% I felt really good and so I’d say, out loud mind you, “One more minute here.”  Then, “Just 30 more seconds here.”  I probably stayed at 15% for a good long time before it started to wind me.  So then I found another metric on the machine – elevation.  At this point, I’d climbed 985ft or so, and so I said (again, out loud – this seems to make a difference for me), “Hit 1,000 ft in elevation, then you can drop your speed.”

I played these little games for the full 39 minutes (where I ultimately hit 450 calories burned).  It made the time go by so much faster, I felt challenged, and I encouraged myself.

The one liiiiiitle thing I did not care for – this particular machine wouldn’t read my heart rate.  I don’t know if it was the whole series of machines at at the gym (there are 10 that are the same), or my particular one, but I would have really liked to know where I maxed out, and was walking too fast to take my own pulse.  One other thing, there didn’t seem to be a way to tell the machine how old I was or how much I weighed.  If you’re heavy like me, you want to do this because a heavy person burns more calories than an “average” person because of all the extra work it takes to carry the weight.

So then I did a 5 minute cool down on another treadmill (couldn’t figure out how to do it on the one I was on, plus the guy next to me was a little creepy).

Then, the next really fun part: strength.  I am still a little intimidated by the weight machines at my new gym.  I have used said machines at other gyms, but somehow stepping off the tiled walkways of the gym, onto the rubber mats of the weight area feels a little nerve wracking.  So, for now, I’ve been using a free weights/stretching/other area.

I did 100 crunches of varying kinds: toes in the air toe touches, angry penguins, standard, then did lower back crunches (100), including supermans, superman holds, and planks (not a crunch, but the idea was to work opposite muscle groups, so a count of one equaled one crunch).

I also did some arm work with free weights, but with a twist!  I got a BOSU ball, stood on it, and did curls and shoulder lifts.  I’m no fitness expert, but I know with challenge comes reward.  By standing on this thing while doing my curls, I was forced to engage my abs the whole time.

After that, I got a big (too big) yoga ball (I really don’t know the name for those things) and did some chest flies.

Next, feeling my triceps were under-worked, I attempted some tricep pushups using the BOSU ball.  I don’t know how well they worked, but they did something for me I’m sure, as I had a hard time doing them.

Last exercise, I did bridge crunches.  These are a nice way for me to tighten my butt (or at least that is the goal)!

Finally, stretching.  Oh how I love to stretch!  I made a mixed tape as a teenager called “stretching music,” full of Enya, monk chants, the Jurassic Park sound track, and a little Brian Adams.  No lie.

All in all, an excellent day at the gym!  How do you stay motivated at the gym, or how do you push yourself?

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Friday Update

Well, I shouldn’t be disappointed that I didn’t hit two-three-something on the scale today, but I am.  I actually woke up around 5, weighed, back to bed.  Then woke up around 6:30, weighed, back to bed, and finally at 7:30, woke up, weighed and recorded.  Still in the 240s, but so close!  And, this is my lowest weight to date, so I need to quit my whining!  Check out my nearly year on year progress (6 more days for it to be exactly 1 year):

Nearly 30 pounds lost!  That is insane!  I know some people lose more than that in a year, but I laid out a plan for my size months ago, and I have not missed the schedule yet (knock on wood!).  And look at my waist!  over 7″ gone.  GONE.

GONE.

Though I am so proud of myself, I find myself asking, “Couldn’t I have done more? Lost more weight? Eaten less? Worked out more?”  But, I really need to push those feelings aside and congratulate myself on progress to date, and for sticking to my schedule.

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23_

23.  These are the first two numbers I would like to see on the scale very soon.  I don’t even care what the third number is, or the number after the decimal.  All I want is a two, followed by a three.

I have been stuck in the 240s for what feels like eons.  I finally broke into the low 240s on my short-lived experience with MyFitFoods, and the weight has stayed off.  But, I’m ready for a new 10-pound range.  For reals.

So, I’ve been mindful (somewhat).  Ugh, I know, “somewhat.”  I have been, um, 90% good and 10% bad.  That aint bad, right?  I mindlessly had a candy bar.  Well, I knew what I was doing at the time, but when i came across the wrapper in my purse, I thought “when in the world did I last have a Twix?”

“Um, two days ago.  You bought it at Home Depot.”

“Oh.  Right.”

STILL, 23.  I’m like 241 and change right now and I cannot wait to see that little 3 peek at me from between my toes.  It may not happen for my Friday update, but I’m really, really hoping for it by next week.  I have been working out like a fiend (well, with unexpected time from work off, that is).  And, I’ve been eating less; I’m sure of it.  With the financial cuts to my budget, I’ve been very careful to plow through my cupboard, and only buy things at the store that supplement that (for instance, my cupboard has uncooked pasta, so buying the stuff for sauce, and by “stuff,” I mean a jar of sauce, is allowed).  I can also get fruits, veggies and milk.  Instead of the $1 per day Greek yogurt, I’m now having regular stuff to appease that sweet tooth I get around 8pm.  And, I’m finally eating the jello I bought I don’t know how long ago (well, I do, but I don’t wanna say!).

And by the way, cupboard is a weird word.  I may only be saying so because I didn’t know how to spell it until just now, and therefore may be biased.

Two thirties.  I recall being exactly 230 lbs the day I moved to Los Angeles in September 2005.  I lost a bunch of weight while in LA (South Beach), but I remember seeing that number and being shocked.  SHOCKED. at how much I weighed.  By the time I left, I was closer to 210, but then quickly entered a relationship that ended badly, and with a 40 (yes 40) pound gain that I’m still trying to lose 6 years later.

I have post-its up at the office, and intentions to put up little messages around my apartment to encourage me.  I chant in my head every five minutes “two-three-oh, two-three-oh” (ok, this part is a lie).

In my head, 230s mean that I’m past the 240s (duh), but on my way to the 220s, and I think size 16.  I’ll have to think long and hard about the last time I was a size 16.  Hrm…..

Send prayers or good vibes or whatever you belief system does my way, if you don’t mind.  I would greatly appreciate it!

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Cut it Out

A while back, I wrestled with the idea of cutting things out of my diet completely, and semi-permanently.  At the time, I was pretty resistant, determined to find ways to lose weight while still having the occasional Egg McMuffin.  I am fully aware of how stubborn I am, and how determined I am to figure things out my own way and my own time.  Which is why I’m happy to report that I’m actually finding some pleasure in cutting stuff out completely.

At the beginning of the year, my resolution was to cut out soda (diet and all) for 2012 and I have stuck with it, where as cutting back never, ever worked for me.  And at the beginning of this month, I decided to give up beer, wine, and all liquors not involved in margaritas.  This too (albeit just 18 days in) has been a success.

Today, I had a flashback to a Weight Watchers meeting in Austin (yes, pre-Chicago!) where we talked about “trigger foods” – the foods that you just can’t have just a little bit of.  Attendees volunteered theirs, running the gamut from Wheat Thins to cookie dough.  I don’t recall what mine was at the time, but in the past few months, soda was definitely on the list (despite being a beverage, and not a food).

Today though, I definitely know my dear friend cheese, as a problem area and possibly a trigger food.  And so it is with bitter-sweet satisfaction that I give a swimsuit-season farewell to one of my favorite forms of cheese – queso.  For those of you in the far off lands of Canada and England, where you simply know “queso” as the Spanish word for cheese, know this: it is a bowl of cheese sauciness with Mexican flavors from peppers and onions to cilantro or guacamole.  Beans, chorizo, and cream of onion soup have also made an appearance in this yellow dip perfectly accompanied by a corn tortilla chip. It may not be a trigger food in the way that soda is, but it is certainly the menu item I find I can’t help but order.

And so in the words of Dave Coulier, it’s time to “cut it out.”

 

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Personal Trainer Experience

Last week, I worked out with a personal trainer.  Now, I should say this was part of Gold’s Gym’s effort to sell me a membership, but it was rewarding all the same.

The guy they paired me up with was great, and with a Physical Therapy background no less!  We talked about my goals, and put a number to how much more weight I want to lose (114 pounds – seems like a lot).

Quick aside, 132 is the weight I think I will need to be at to fit into a size 8, however if I’m putting on a lot of muscle (which the gym’s electro static (or something) test confirmed), size 8 could happen at a higher weight.  In fact the test suggested that with working out a lot and eating right and all that, my ideal weight might actually be 160 lbs, with 18% body fat.  I have no idea how this compares to others, so at 240+ pounds, I am taking their word for it.  I’ll question them when I hit 160 and wear some other size.

So after talking about goals and medical concerns, he took me out onto the gym and set me on an elliptical (because of my hip).  He said this will be the best piece of equipment for me (because of joints), and it mimics running.  Then, he put me to work.

Now, cardio equipment has all kinds of lights and information to watch while you run.  When you put in your age, there is a little heart rate scale that indicates where your current heart rate lies.  On similar machines, I cross over from “weight loss zone” to “cardio zone” at about 140 beats per minute.  So, when I’ve worked out, I’ve tried to keep my HR above 150.  The machine also indicates a “peak” zone, which lights up red, which I always thought was “dangerous.”

Apparently not.  And the way the trainer approached the machine was SO different that I’d ever approached a cardio machine before.  He had me focus on speed first, HR second.  He said, “See that number?  I want you to keep it between 100 and 110 for 5 minutes.”

At the end of 5 minutes, my HR is at like 167.  I keep my speed at 70-80 for 1 minute, then I jump up to 110-120 for 4 minutes.  The whole thing goes something like this:

5 minutes: speed of 100 – 110

Heart rate = 167

1 minute: speed of 70-80

4 minutes: speed of 110 – 120; goal = exceed last HR

Heart Rate = 178

1 minute: speed of 70-80

3 minutes: speed of 110-120 (Note: he thought I looked pretty winded at this point, otherwise he would have upped my speed here)

Heart Rate = 172 (oops!  It was supposed to go up!  Guess I should have upped my speed on that last round).

1 minute: speed of 70-80

2 minutes: speed of 120 – 130

Heart Rate = 180+

1 minute: speed of 70-80

1 minute: speed of 130+ (“You can do ANYTHING for a minute,” he says)

Heart Rate = 200+ (Whoa)

3 minutes: recovery – waiting for my heart rate to get into the 140s, which it never does while on the machine, and we have to move on.

My trainer points out that my conditioning isn’t that good.  If it was, my HR would have dropped faster during recovery.  While this doesn’t surprise me this is NEW INFORMATION (something my nutritionist never really got to me).  For one, I was going too easy on myself on cardio machines before, thinking my max was about 170, and trying to keep it from 150 to 170.  And yet, every time I played a tennis match, I was frustrated that I would become so easily winded.

He and I didn’t have time for weights, because we (well, it was more for my benefit) had to go hear the sales pitch again.

I am now really convinced that a GOOD trainer is worth every penny (a good nutritionist probably is too, but I haven’t found one of those).  This guy was smart, professional and personable – and he gave me NEW information.  He pushed me in a way I didn’t know I could be pushed.

As it’s my intention to join Gold’s Gym in the next few weeks (after the FREE Camp Gladiator Arena trial is over), I’m taking a hard look at my budget to see if I have the funds to squeeze in some personal training.  It’s $570 for 12 sessions, which they of course suggest three times per week.  At $47.50 per session, this is far cheaper than ALL the top gyms I looked at (where the going rate is $75 per session).  If I sign up for 24 or 36 sessions, the price drops to $45 per session (though you still pay in a chunk).  This is still QUITE a hefty payment (think: car payment).  But, if I had the budget, I would so do it.  Still thinking about how I can work this into my budget and what it means giving up in return.

What are your thoughts on personal training/personal trainers?  Have you had any particularly good or bad experiences with training?

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Friday Update

Whoa ya’ll.  The working out may have paid off this week (despite so-so eating) because I had a fantastic week!

Weight Loss this week: 5.4 pounds!!!!  I’m also now in the LOW 240s, and can deposit some $$ in my weight-loss rewards account :)
Neck: no change in a month
Waist: lost 1″ in a month
Hips: lost 1″ in a month

The possible lesson here: though I should strive harder for better eating, still showing up to the gym makes a difference.  Workouts this week included a body-pump-esq class (so fun, so sore, by the way), lots of machines (rower, treadmill, etc. etc.), and tennis lessons.  I worked out Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Wednesday and Thursday.  And, I plan to work out every day in the next week, except Tuesday (bible study).

Regarding food, it always comes back to strong planning.  I had lots of lunch time salads (that I made!) this week, but I struggled at breakfasts and dinners.  It’s back to meal planning and vegetable-rich meals.

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Shoot for the Moon

“Shoot for the moon.  Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars.”  -Brian Littrell

It is completely possible you have seen this quote on a magnet at a cutesy gift shop.  Anyway, this quote has really been swirling around in my head quite a bit lately as I have contemplated the idea of perfect eating and activity.  It is no secret I have half-assed it (admittedly) at times in the past nine months.  I’ve had plateaus and so-called set-backs.  I’ve gained weight when my goal is obviously to lose it. My most unsuccessful weeks are the unfocused, whiney and feeling-sorry-for-myself because of the enormity of losing 100+ pounds weeks.

My best weeks are focused.  Well-planned.  Full of activity and vegetables, lacking in food cooked out of the home.

“Shoot for the moon.  Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars.”  Perfection for me is the moon, but since I haven’t been shooting for it, I’m landing – nowhere.  No stars.  Well, maybe not NOWHERE, per se (I HAVE lost weight).  But this has me asking – where WOULD I land if I shot for perfection?

The idea of perfection has overwhelmed me for some time.  I have really been thinking of what it means I will need to give-up, rather than what it means I will take on.  It is completely possible I will learn even more healthy eating and activity habits. Will I always be perfect?  Much to my chagrin, likely not. BUT, I don’t want to be so forgiving with myself when I do fall off course.

As part of this effort (starting Monday Tuesday), I will also be aiming for a three-pound-per-week weight loss.  “GASP!” I hear?  Yes, it is drastic.  But again, it comes down to shooting for the moon.  If I shoot for 3lbs (based on healthy eating and increased activity), imagine what might happen on the scale.

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An Imperfect Start

So, for today, I had a post that was signed, sealed and scheduled for delivery.  The theme of the post: perfection.

And then, at 12:30 AM, I got sick.  Like, hugging the toilette, wondering what I possibly could have done to cause this, crying every time I threw up, wishing I had someone to go buy me medicine SICK.  After the 7th or so trip the bathroom, sweaty and gross, I took a bath and finally felt better.

The post I had planned (which you will now see tomorrow) was all about planning and striving for perfection.  So, how fitting is it that on the day to begin, I lose control over my plans?  The best laid plans, they say…

I’m feeling better, now.  At 7 this morning, I took a trip to the store to purchase necessary supplies and medicine (which I will keep on hand moving forward).  I took the day off from work and basically caught up on all the sleep I had missed while up all night.  Now I’m rested, though feeling my plans for the week are off as I have to throw out a batch of home-made clam chowder. Sigh…  A bunch of groceries, down the chute. The chowder was to last me 6 meals.

So, I’m revisiting my meal plan for the week, seeing what I have on-hand that I can use (or affordably supplement) to make up for the five meals I had yet to eat.  For now, still recuperating.

 

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