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Friday Update

Yesterday was a nice update, to trump this one :)

Today, my weight was back into the 240s.  Not completely surprising, as weight fluctuates and only yesterday it was at an all-time low since I started all this.  239.4 to be exact.  So, no worries that I’m up a little today:

Weight loss to date: 32lbs (using yesterday’s weight, ’cause I wanna).  I’m too lazy to calculate the measurement changes, but I did record them for future use :)

Today is my last vacation day, so I spent it at the gym, pumping my body.  I had to take it easy due to some lower back pain, but I worked my chest and arms really hard, I promise. :)   Hoping to get to the gym twice more this weekend, but mostly focusing on good friends, good music, and church!

 

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Breaking In

Well folks, it finally happened.  This morning, I broke into the 230s!  What a pleasant morning surprise to see a three.  Between my toes.  In the 10s place.

I’m telling you.  South Beach works for me.  I’m not going to say, “Go try it!  Right this minute!”  I’ve been at this game long enough to know what works for me may not work for everyone.  And, I also know that for some, what works quickly un-works itself.  South Beach just happens to work well for me and I’m just so excited to see it in numbers.

I got to thinking today – how odd is it… all these diets?  It’s been established that low carb diets work (at least temporarily).  And then a guy friend of mine did well on a Sonoma/Mediterranean diet, which apparently is lots of bread and olive oil, but little meat and especially red meat.  Then some church friends of mine have lost a ton of weight on the Four Hour Body diet, which is like… no dairy (and other things).  The thread here is that all of these diets remove some key food group, at least in large part.

So, riddle me this – our bodies can have any food type and lose weight, so long as it is not all food types at once?  Protein without carbs, carbs without proteins, meats and veggies without dairy?  I feel like Dr. Oz should have touched on this at some point (maybe he did?).

In any case, I will keep truckin’ on South Beach.  I realize I’ve been much less hungry – more than I’ve noted in the past.  On Wednesday (day 2), I had a very late breakfast, a bigish lunch, and a tiny dinner.  Usually I healthy snack all day.  Today, it was chicken and broccoli for breakfast, which I had to force feed myself, popcorn in the middle of the day, and then some egg rolls for dinner.  Lots of water drinking, for sure, but still, this is very little food.  I guess that’s the whole idea of SB – the carbs cause hunger, and removing them prevents hunger, which prevents the consumption of calories.

Cheers to progress!

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Bliss

I find myself, for the first weeknight evening in at least a week, with no specific plans.  I grocery shopped (without a list, no less), warmed up one-third of a Freebirds burrito, and turned on an episode (#6 to be exact) of Gossip Girl.  I have things to do tonight – sign my lease, catch up on work email (maybe), and clean my kitchen, but it is so nice to chill.  I don’t even have to feel guilty about not making it to the gym, as I went this morning (albeit for just 25 minutes).  I generally say showing up is half the battle.

Life is just good right now.  Busy, but good.  Even with all the stress of work and pay cuts, I’m happy, simply put.

I’m excited to start South Beach Diet in the morning.  I picked up rotisserie chicken, asparagus and broccoli to sustain me the next few days.  Salad for work.  Jello and cheese sticks for snacks.  Oh and nuts; how I love peppered cashews and pistachios.  I’m a little nervous about the carb withdrawals I tend to get.  I hope that since soda is completely out of my diet, I might curb some of the cravings induced by caffeine (thought: maybe the cinnamon supplements will help with this too?).

It is these blissful moments that I feel like the floor might cave in any time now.  Like, I’m holding my breath.  As though putting these words on paper will somehow jinx me.

But, we all know that is silly, right?  For now, I will keep living in the moment!

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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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Friday Update

What a successful week!  It was busy, and I only got to work out (tennis) once, but the MyFitFoods really paid off:

Since Monday (note, 4 days, not the usually 7):

Weight: lost 6.4 pounds, 27.2 to date!
Neck: no change
Weight: 1″ drop
Hips: 0.5″ drop

Thankyouverymuch!

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Shorts

Me and shorts – we go way back.  From the itty bitty ones I wore as a kid, to the white shorts I thought I could never wear once I started my “lady” days, the Umbros I wore in 4th grade, the plaid J.Crew ones I squeezed into in high school – I spent my pre-college days in shorts.

And then it hit me.  The bumps.  The cottage cheese.  The dimples.  It was the dreaded cellulite that is seemingly impossible to get rid of.  You see tiny-in-the-waist ladies with it and think, “If she has it at size 2, I have no hope!”

And so, around college, I gave up on shorts for the most part.  I still had some to work out in of course, and some to float down the river in (because heavens to betsy, nobody was seeing my rear end in a swim suit).  And, before I knew it, I had none.

Then two summers ago,  I moved from Chicago to Corpus Christi.  It was as hot as the dickens (from what I’d grown accustom to in Chicago, anyways), and I had to do something about it.  And so into Avenue I marched, on a hunt for skirts and, you guessed it, shorts.  I found ONE pair, slightly too big in a size 24, but marked down because they were missing a belt loop.  I looked and felt terrible in them.  They were frumpy, too long for me, and ill-fitting. Only recently did I give them to a church rummage sale and realized I had no non-athletic shorts to speak of.

It’s completely possible I’m over shorts.  My thighs are quite large at any weight, and there does not seem to be any length of short that meets the criteria of (a) covering the cellulite, (b) not making me look shorter than I am (5’4″) (c) being on-trend or at least modern and (d) are comfortable.

Stacy and Clinton once told ladies my age that skirts were the new shorts.  Since this logic closely aligned with what I was doing anyway, I bought into it.  But, I have to say, I’m looking forward to looking good in shorts one day soon.  I’ve seen some really good options on other people (not in plus size departments, sadly).  I’m just SO sick of wearing jeans to casual functions or volunteer events that involve being outside in the summer, or wearing skirts to functions where I might need to sit on the ground or be active.

Until that day, shorts will remain on my wishlist.

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The Other Departments

I spent Saturday afternoon shopping with my cousins and aunt at the Corpus Christi mall.  Shopping, since I was in high school, has always been a non-event.  Only a handful of stores sell my size (ahem, 18), and so I spend most of the day enjoying company and shopping the accessories or shoes.  On occasion, I meander to a Lane Bryant or Macy’s.

Today was really no different (though it was of course wonderful to see family), but as my waistline shrinks, I start to see little glimmers of possibility.  As I stepped into Francesca’s, I felt like I was in Jessica Day’s (i.e., the New Girl’s) closet; everything was bright and colorful, and easy like Sunday morning.  Of course, the largest size was “L.”

I expected no less (or rather, no more) from boutique-like places, or the likes of Buckle, Victoria’s Secret, Forever 21, and all the other places my cousins shop.  At the end of the night though, I made my way to my trusty ol’ Macy’s “Women’s World” department.  I was discombobulated, as it has been moved to a new floor.  But, I can almost always find a great deal here, in my style, in my size. The thing is, with the new location, and my near-regular sized butt (well, regular, in my head at least, is sizes 0-16), I find myself dipping into the regular-sizes departments (for tops and full-skirted dresses).

As I looked out upon the vastness of the department floor, and my general experience with shopping Saturday, I became quickly overwhelmed at where I’m going to be in a few short months (in size 16s, that is).  I will be able to shop at SO MANY new stores, and be able to shop an entire floor of a department store, and not just my little department.

And it hit me – just how comfortable I had become in plus sized clothing.

I remember a time in sixth grade (yes, sixth), my mom tried to take me shopping in a plus sized women’s clothing store at the mall.  I refused and was likely completely bratty about the whole thing.  I was mostly concerned of being seen in such a store (as the mall was THE most likely place to run into a classmate).  In fact, thinking back it is silly that I had such a strong reaction, as any person could see I was overweight.  My mom was just trying to find clothes that fit me, and I was in complete denial of my size, I suppose.  Anyways, the clothes were tacky (I could tell from the ear piercing kiosk I scorned the store from).

At that time, I was a size 18, but I picked up tennis around then and leveled out around a size 10.  In high school I can remember being a size 14 in my tennis skirt, and in college I remember some Limited crop pants I had in a size 12.  What I don’t remember is the day I crossed into the plus size department.  I don’t remember the day I went to the Gap, tried on some 16s (the largest they sold in stores), and went “Oh crap, these don’t fit.”  I can remember in 2003 – 2005 (post college), ordering clothes from Gap.com in 18s, then 20s, but I really, truly, cannot remember walking into a plus size store or department for the first time.

Back then, plus sized options really, really sucked.  But now, recently, oh my.  That department and those stores have become SO easy for me.  When I was in sixth grade, I had some incentive to lose weight – the plus sized clothes were terrible, and I didn’t want to get caught in one of those stores  But these days, the clothes are on-trend, made to flatter, and not frumpy.  I can see how it is just so easy to stay at a larger size when the options are pretty good.

Still, the department is small.  The stores that offer sizes over 16 are limited.  And so Saturday night, as I allowed myself to dip into the “regular” sized clothing, I realized how much freedom I will have.  Even though my options in plus are good, if I found something that remotely flattered, I had to buy it because the number of stores are limited.

I feel like I’m contradicting myself a bit, so let me explain. 18 or so years ago (when I was in sixth grade), a dress option might be rather moo-moo like.  Today, I definitely have more options of cuts, colors and prints, but there are still maybe just three A-line cut dresses, and one may be an unflattering color, while the other might be too short.  So, the dress I end up with is far better than a moo-moo, but there was still just ONE.  Better options, but not limitless.  Regular sized clothing feels limitless.  And thus, wonderful and overwhelming at the same time.

One of many challenges with plus-size clothing is that since so few stores sell it, you’re stuck with the style of clothing available to you.  It wasn’t all that long ago that plus size women’s clothing meant frumpy, baggy, and shapeless tops and bottoms.  The waist of the pants sat inches above the belly button, and likely had elastic in it.  But as retailers have recognized obesity in this country (the MEDIAN sized woman is a 12 – half of women are over, half under), they are more keen to buy the big girl version of regular sized fashions.  Still though, the options were limited.  And comfortable.  And finite.

So plus sized clothing is double edged sword these days.  The increase in availability makes it easy to look modern up to a size 32 or something; you are not incentivized (as you once were, in the early 90s) to lose weight in order to maintain some sense of fashion.  And, since the finite selection of stores/options for plus size clothing was limited, your choices became easier.

As I lose weight though, I’m both excited and overwhelmed at my upcoming options.  Excited because there are even MORE opportunities to find clothes that suit my fancy, overwhelmed because there are so many opportunities to find clothes that suit my fancy.

My friend Tracy tells me she finds department stores overwhelming, and only Saturday did I get a sense of that.  With the plus sized department moved to another floor, I was able to dip into the size 16 dresses across the aisle and became quickly engulfed in options.

I’m so curious to see how my shopping habits may change over the next year.  Will I shop more stores, or limit my stores to a select few to keep a similar experience to Women’s World?  Will I discern my purchases more, knowing that the next store very likely WILL have more options (rather than wondering)?  Will I ever be able to buy off the rack again at Gap? ;)

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Progress

I have a few favorite articles of clothing in my closet – clothes that have lasted through the years, at any weight.  One of these happens to be my Chicago Bears t-shirt.  I probably bought it in 2008 or 2009 – an impulse buy at Old Navy, back in Chicago.  When i threw it on this morning to take my dog out, and caught myself in the mirror, I immediately remembered some old pictures of myself wearing it and how icky I looked in it.  I think it’s because it has traditionally been my “trying to look like I’m not trying” t-shirt.

Well, here are three progressive images of me wearing this very shirt, including today.  Not only can you see that I’m not filling it out in the way I once did, but I’m also trying more on my appearance in general, including skin and hair.

2009

This is me, in Chicago, with the Stanley Cup

2010

In Corpus, celebrating a friend’s birthday.

2012

Taken today! I have not felt so cute in a t-shirt and jeans since probably high school!

 

 

 

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Friday Update

 

Weight: down .6 this week, down 24lbs so far
Neck: no change
Waist: down 1.5″
Hips: down 1″

Well, I am not going to be THAT bummed about my tiny weight loss (lets recall that last week I had gained weight and I’m not back to the 245lbs I was at 2 weeks ago).  To have lost so much in my waist and hips is encouraging and makes me feel that all the exercise I’ve been doing is paying off.

I had a GREAT workout last night!  I went to the temporarily free gym (GC Arena), and did 30 full minutes of pushing it on the elliptical, then switched to the treadmill and did about 15 minutes.  478 calories burned!  I felt amazing driving home all the way to bed time, and I slept like a baby despite Austin’s crazy storm.

Here is a picture of my dog, Zoe.  She didn’t tell me she needed to go out until the rain started, but then was too timid to go into the storm.  So here she is looking out the window at the crazy storm, wishing she had the guts to pee.  In the end I walked a little further away from the building, umbrella in hand, and threw on her rain jacket (judge away) and she took care of business.

 

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