To set the whole thing off...
I was walking today (I am moving every day till may 18th)
It was my "no work out, work out."
3 miles is nothing to me.
It's a stroll...a little pitter patter down the way and back.
A chance to recollect...think, meander, ponder.
As I was doing all three I almost started crying..
Because I remembered when I started.. this three mile walk used to hurt.
It used to make my feet feel like red hot pokers were being shoved into them.
Because I was over 100 lbs overweight.
Halfway through those walks, the only way I could mitigate the pain was to take my shoes off.
At that point I didn't have exercise clothes...Just these oversized t shirts I bought that I had written in puffy paint "Do or Do not, there is no try'...and I didn't care how stupid I looked.
I knew I had to win.
I would slug along with one phrase over and over in my head.
Faint puke or die but keep walking.
Thank you jillian micheals.
NOw...it's not a workout...it's my meditation time.
My one day break from my stairmaster and my elliptical and weight lifting and stairstepping and situps.
Here's a little excerpt from that time:
From July 22nd, 2009 My weight on July 22nd? 242 lbs.
Today, I did my three mile walk. As anyone knows, when your doing a long walk or exercise routine, it is really easy to drift in your mind and slow up. I had pushed myself for the first mile and a half (it has a slight upgrade the whole way) and I was coming back down when I saw someone coming in the distance. She had all the gear on, walking shoes, t shirt and jog shorts....and she was holding something to her ear, I thought, maybe it's a radio? But no, it was a CELL PHONE. While on this long walk, she chose to call someone. In my head, I heard JIllian say "she's always phoning it in'. "It's always half *ssed, no intensity...giggling..he he...it's just so tiring." I then realized that my pace had slowed coming back down the hill. In fact, while I had been getting mildly sweaty in each workout, there was no real burn involved. There was no intensity to what I was doing. I was, in essence, putting in my time. Suddenly, I wanted to get ugly sweaty. I wanted to make it count. IF I am going to do a one hour workout, one hour of my life, I want to make it count for something. So I pushed. When I thought I couldn't keep up the pace, there was jillian's voice saying..unless you faint, puke or die, keep walking. So I did. I did my three miles in 51 minutes. Now that's nothing to some of you but it had been a full hour for the last month. That was nine minutes off my time, simply because I refused to phone it in. What else can I do If I set out to do my absolute best daily.
Now I meditate that walk in 45 minutes.
My feet are fine. I wear fancy running shoes...I have 'exercise clothes".
I go to the gym...I feel pretty.
But I couldn't see here from there. I had no idea what was waiting for me.
I had to have blind faith that things would turn out well.
I had to be willing to wait and see.
I weighed in this morning a smidge under 149 lbs.
I want to weigh 147 lbs by December 23rd.
146 By January 1rst and then 140 by march 17th.
All very doable.
To lose 2 lbs by december 23rd I need to have at least a 500 calorie deficit a day.
I will do it.
I will be exercising daily and for the next two weeks I will be posting my food intake at the bottom of my blog with weighed in and precise calorie counts.
1470 is my food limit for the next two weeks..
I had been 149.5 forever, but now am 149.
Soon to be 147.
I went out tonight and bought veggies and cut them up and stuffed them in the fridge.
I have something I want to say about what motivates me and what really got me started toward losing weight... but this blog is much too long already.
It has everything to do with straightening out my issues and finding out what I want out of life.
So I will post it tomorrow.
Have a great night.