Just another week

But I think this last week was better than the week before.

Friday was kind of an "ugg" time for me. I worked pouring wine at a wine tasting. And at the end, my feet were killing me. Yes, I was standing on a tile floor, and wearing heels, but yanno, I don't like it!

After picking up my husband from the convention center, we decided to just go home and not out to the bar with the "group" but he still wanted something to eat. So I asked him to get me something too... so he got me a large fries from McDonalds. Which I proceeded to eat the whole thing at 10pm - then off to bed. Not one of my wisest choices.

Saturday, meeting my running group, I just was not having a wonderful day, or so I thought at the time. I did go out and run 4.5 miles, but my heart was not all in it. But, even with a couple of walk breaks, it took me 53 minutes to run that 4.5 (okay, actually 4.6), and when I was running, my Garmin told me that I was running sub 11 miles. I just need some sort of plan. When I have a plan laid out in front of me, I am more motivated to exercise. So it needs to happen.... and I talked to my running coach, and she will be working with me to put together a plan. I am doing the MS150 in June, and a half marathon in July.

And after the food debacle on Friday, I decided I need to change that behavior too. Contemplated doing South Beach again, but I knew I was probably going to attend a pancake breakfast on Sunday.... I know. Excuses.

On Saturday, I started useing an application on my iPod touch again. It's called Lose It! And it is a program where you can log food/calories and exercise. And when I am using it, I seem to do better. I HATE logging food, but I have pretty much come to the conclusion that this is what needs to happen to have my life (hello carbs), not have to figure points, and I already carry the tools with me.

Not to say that I will always be perfect. But if I want to lose the weight, I need to do better.

And this morning, the scale showed that I was down 1 pound from last Monday.

Baby steps. Accountability. And a plan.

Sounds simple, right?
~a

Fessing up

I'm scruffing the floor with my toe, and hanging my head.

As with quite a number of other "healthy" initiatives, I have not kept up with the latest initiative, namely the exercise thing.

It's just been a half-assed effort, and I am finding reasons and excuses to park my bottom on the couch in the living room, in front of the television.

So here's a couple of the excuses:
1. A vacation trip to Los Vegas. We walked and walked and walked. The mornings I got up to run, about 2 in the afternoon I was about ready to sit for a couple of hours, because I was so exhausted.
2. Daylight savings. I prefer to get up in the morning and exercise, but an hour earlier???? Yep. Didn't happen. Hasn't happened.

I feel like I have kind of failed. And it makes me both sad and angry, all at the same time.

I should know what I need to do. In fact I'm pretty sure I do know what to do. I just have to stop making excuses and do it.

On a related note, I've kind of accepted the fact that I am the size that I am. I bought myself some new pants and jeans in a larger size, and put all of the stuff that is now two sizes too small in a box. Perhaps if I'm not miserable in my clothing, and I feel better about how I look, that will help to motivate me.

It's the start of a new week. Time to start fresh again, and do the things that need to be done.

~a