Sick Days and Listening to the cues from our body.

Sick days...great when you are in school.  Lay around eat soup and watch cartoons.  But not so good when you are mom, wife, and a dieter.  For last week I have been fighting something and Wednesday my body finally said NOT HAPPENING!!!!  So Wednesday I caught up on my Hulu shows, finished watching Rescue me on Netflix.  Played with Abbie and did a little housework and made dinner.  Thursday I felt great but a workout was almost too much because the body was still mending.  I also made a huge mistake.  I got so caught up in catching up...I forgot to eat.  The water and the coffee were there, but the calories were not.

So after thinking about my mistake and the fact I cut my workout kinda short....I decided to own up to my mistake and hopefully help other people from making same mistake.  From about 1 yesterday afternoon between texts and phone calls from friends and family, trying to recover the house to full "clean" state, cleaning kitchen and all the baking I had to do, I never stopped.  I normally have a mommy moment in the after noon with a cup of coffee and a sit down spell at the computer with a premeasured snack and play a few rounds of Face Book Games.  Never happened yesterday. I learned first hand the body sends out its cues and when you don't listen you get a big "HEY STUPID" in the form of a headache and almost passing out on the treadmill.

4 days away from finishing a No Binge Eating Challenge, and I forget to eat...only me. But I also realized, my life is no longer centered around food.  Crazy feeling when you break that habit.  I eat when hungry not out of boredom, emotional state, or because I can always not eat tomorrow because I over ate today. I have a handle over the calories I intake and have learned portion sizes.  Best part is I am still losing weight every week.  I have one goal between now and January 1st....that is to be at 266...to finally break 270...almost did this week.  I have got it next week,  my no workout Wednesday kinda derailed being under this week...but I had to listen to body.

Well I am gonna wrap this up as I head into another busy day.  Weirdly enough, is it Monday yet?  I have a busy weekend ahead of me, but armed with Coffee and my water bottle I will be Ok.  Almost through the holiday season....

Happy Dieting

Are you serious??? Did that really just happen?

I love my Sundays, Tuesdays, and Fridays.  Those are mama's gym nights.  It is an hour of nothing but me the exercise equipment, and my iPod with whatever musical treats I am giving myself at the moment.  Can't wait for tax time and to get my 32 gig but that is beside the point.  This past Sunday was awesome...hit the gym, finishing up my 5k training.  Did one of my best times yet....I actually walked a 16 minute mile.  Made an oops on the elliptical and instead of doing 11 minutes like planned...9 mins plus the cool down.  I punched in 11 mins add the cool down and I hit 14.  Well hey, I survived it and plan to stick with that number till Sunday and up it to 16.   So I am in awesome mood and feeling real good.  Apartment Complex gym actually filled up and I met some new people....except for here is my are you fucking serious moment.  I am a plus sized...ah hell I am a fat ass.  Yes I am losing it and trimming down, but it takes time, effort, dedication, and a whole lot of sideline cheering from friends and family. On the recumbent bike which is located behind the treadmill and the elliptical sat a female who was well a fellow fat ass.  She was humming along on the bike, and just as I stepped off treadmill wiped it down and proceeded to set myself up at elliptical...with a brief moment between songs I heard....Fuck That come from her.  HUH????? Now I don't know if she was talking about the time I spent on treadmill and the fact I had walked 2.5 miles in 45 mins, I don't know if she was talking about the switch of machines, or is she had heard me tell the other women I met I worked out 6 days a week.  But I get skinny bitches of America putting us down for not being able to do do what they do, I get that yes she was there trying to fix her issues, and I get that maybe some people are in the first leg of the weight loss journey...but for a fellow fat ass to just flat out be that crude over what I was doing...well was I being punked????? Did that really just happen???  My favorite part of this whole experience was leaving the gym.  Again I am pumped...hit amazing strides in my workout, only a week left till my 5k....and this fellow fat ass rolled her eyes at me as I grabbed my stuff wiped down my machines and left.  I thought about  stopping and asking what her problem was...I thought about asking her if she wanted some tips...and then walked out the door.  See I told this story here because I wanted to put it out there....haters and disbelievers come in all sizes.  The more someone says fuck that, you can't do it....the harder you have to push to show them oh yes I can.  She can sit on that little bike and push the pedals and work her ass off, but inside she is not at the level I am on.  For the first time in my life, I think I am pretty, I think I am worth the effort I am putting into this, for the first time in my life....I am a fucking Diva.  Yes I still have a few cosmetic things to fix...all in good time. I am willing to push myself harder then I have ever pushed before and by March of 2014...I will be 140....the smallest I have been since probably I was in 7th grade.  

So to wrap this up....you can do whatever you set yourself up to do as long as you are willing to put in the time, effort, dedication, and are willing to develop the thick skin that you will need to go along with it.

Happy Dieting!!!