Have I used up my whining points with my last post?
Can I just whine here without having to work towards some kind of revelation at the end?
Because that is what I really, really want to do. Continue reading
Pounds Lost This Week: 3
Total Lost: 13
Pounds Left to Goal: 37
I am starting to feel frustrated. Not with my progress or my methods, but with myself. Last week I said I was eager to lose another 10 pounds so that I could get back to the weight I was when I was last trying to lose. But I am terrible at math. I am actually 20 pounds away from that goal. What I am saying is that I let myself put on over 20 pounds since the last time I said to myself, “I have got to deal with this.” That’s frustrating. I am making progress, but I am just undoing the damage I have done in the last two years. I am not really making any new progress.
I guess the fact is that this weight thing has always been about a lot more than just my physical world. I have let my body control my mind, my emotions, and my spirit. I feel like in some ways, I am conquering that for the first time, even though this isn’t the first time I have tried to lose weight. I am building a team of support that is bigger and more diverse and more dynamic than it has been before. I am listening to my body. I am trying new things (kickboxing, cycling, swimming). I am not cheating.
I have recorded all my workouts on a calendar this month. When I look back on February, I see 6 rest days. On average, I have exercised 5 days a week (sometimes more). That is a victory. That is a lifestyle change. That is a sustainable habit. (More on that later).
I have to accept the fact that in some ways, I have sabotaged myself. I ignored myself and in doing so, made it that much more difficult for me to win in this. But I believe the mistakes of yesterday cannot conquer my spirit today. Sure, if I would have started this journey two years and twenty pounds ago, I would be further along. But I tried this two years ago and I was not the person I am today. It is the person I am today who is growing, learning, and making progress. It is slow progress, but it is deliberate. And I am the one making it happen.
Next Monday, I’ll post about how February Food Resolution and share some plans for March. Thanks for coming along!
Y’all. I am gonna get real with you here for a minute. I am going to share with you because that is an important part of my personality, but I am also exploring this weird part of my mental space and trying to hammer some details out. I am learning. I am growing. (And I am blogging.)
I want to talk about boundaries.
Brett and I love Valentine’s Day. We almost always doing something special for each other and it is honestly one of my favorite holidays. I love giving gifts and cooking up surprises. After six Valentine’s Day’s together, we’re still having a good ole time! Here was our evening, in photos:
Brett’s gift- Tickets to see Weird Al perform in Kansas City in June! (Given on the condition that I’m not required to go with him!)
Pounds Lost This Week: 3
Total Lost: 10
Pounds Left to Goal: 40
This was another victory week. The first week always just feels like the body adjusting back to itself. This feels like real progress. The first week I worked out 6 days. Last week, I rested on Sunday and Wednesday and did just a short walk on Monday. However, I got in a run (I MUST GET NEW SHOES) and a nice long hike which felt great. Today, I bought my first commuter bike so I can start riding to work (weather permitting, hopefully starting soon) and went to my first kickboxing class which I have completely fallen in love with. Who doesn’t want to punch something at the end of their day?
I’m eager to lose another 10 pounds. That will put me around the weight I was when I ran my first 5K and the last time I was successful at losing weight (thanks to another short lived fitness blog.) Once I get past these next 1o pounds? Well, then we’re in business.
Brett and I have always talked about (and sincerely believed) that good health is about making small choices. Get the salad, skip the fries. Park a little father away than necessary. Play outside. But I don’t feel that we’ve been living those choices until now. It feels good to make progress, but it feels even better knowing I’m rewarding my body with good health (thanks Kara!)
I don’t think I was blogging last year at this time, but if I had been, I would have blogged about Lent. As such, I am now blogging about Lent.
I’m not Catholic, nor am I in a Protestant denomination that practices Lent. Last year was the very first year I’d decided to do anything for Lent. It was a great experience and I picked such a good “sacrifice” that I plan to do it again this year, and probably every year for as long as I live. I would like to beef up the spiritual element of my Lent practice though and dwell more on the the Lenten season and its wonderful gifts. Any good recommendations on Lent/Easter devotionals?
Here is my Lent practice: