Where did 2013 go?

I find it crazy that it is time for Thanksgiving already. I feel like 2013 should only be half over.  Time really does fly when you're having fun, I guess.  I am thankful for my awesome, supportive family and friends, that I'm alive to enjoy each day with them, and that every day I get stronger and take better steps towards my health goals.

I noticed something at work the other day that made me happy.  Unfortunately, the tiny room where the microwave is for our floor is full of vending machines.  Bad snacks like chips, candy bars, sodas, etc. loom while you are trying to warm up your lunch and avoid temptation.  But I saw this the other day and I thought it was cool.  I've never had that brand so I can't claim if it's good or bad but I"m glad there is a machine offering protein shakes, vitamin water, fruit juice and other options besides soda.

On a side note, I have a new obsession. I've seen these around for a while but was never brave enough to try them until a few weeks ago when normal tuna was boring the heck out of my taste buds.  They have sweet and spicy, hickory smoked and herb & garlic. I haven't tried the lemon pepper yet but it's next on my list.  These are a super handy and protein packed snack to eat plain, with a dollop of fat free mayo or greek yogurt, on reduced fat crackers or on top of a bed of lettuce.  Two thumbs up!

And I would walk 500 miles...(The Proclaimers)

Now that I have that totally annoying song stuck in your head...

My November goal is to walk a minimum of 149 miles.  That is the equivalent of walking from my house to my brothers.  I will need to average 5 miles a day, which is doable.  Of course, the weekends always seem to be a little tougher to get the big workout in (which is totally odd since I have more time on the weekends but am easily sucked into laziness mode) so I will try to push for 6-7 miles on my weekdays so that I don’t get behind on a lazy football Sunday or if I’m out of town or something.  Prepare yourself, Fitbit, it is time to log some serious miles.  

Never too young

Last night was a first.  I took Mitchell to the Y with me while I did class.  He wanted to jump rope upstairs. It's his new thing.  He's obsessed with it. Seriously, the kids too cute. Anyway, just before class started he came down to the pool with a sad look on his face saying he couldn't jump rope because he couldn't be upstairs by himself on the workout floor until he's 10.  He's only 8.  He didn't really feel like playing basketball and there was no open swim going on.  So I asked if he wanted to do pool class.  Others have brought their kids before and I told him he just had to stay at the shallow end.  He was so excited.  He did pretty good once he got the hang of it.  Of course, he's short and once those waves got to rocking he had a hard time staying above water but he didn't care. It was a game to him. And there were about 25 ladies in the pool commenting on how cute he was so he turned on his charms.  We finished class and the instructor asked him what he thought and he said "that was so easy!".  He was excited to tell his brother about the moves he did in the water and how we got to kick and punch like Jackie Chan. They way he demolished his dinner and instantly laid down because he was tired, I'm thinking it may have worn him out a little more than he wanted to admit.  :)

Triple threat

It's Tuesday!!! Know what that means? Sculpt class at work over lunch with Melody and then I get to do double classes tonight at the Y.  Wave power and then water sculpt.  Yippee! I love Tuesday and Thursdays triple threat class day.  My arms sometimes hate me about midway through water sculpt but that's okay. They will thank me for it later.

Last night I did the wave power class and I almost left during the warm up. Not because I don't love the class or enjoy the teacher but because it was so dang full! It's hard to get your full cardio on when you are bouncing off of people with every step.  I am glad that I stayed and enjoyed it. I got home in time to make a quick dinner and watch The Voice. I absolutely love Blake Shelton.  That guy cracks me up like nobody's business.  Anyway, when I had first started my journey years ago my awesome and very talented father made me a stepper.  Nothing crazy.  Just a perfect sturdy box with handles that I can use whenever I feel I need some more steps.  I love it because he made it with love to help me along my journey.  It had been sitting in my closet for months.  So last night I pulled it out and sat it in front of my chair with two small dumbbells.  Every commercial break I was stepping and pressing which really adds up during a 2 hour show. It's not only a great way to sneak in some extra exercise but it also takes your mind off of all the terrible commercials that are playing and tempting you with bad food.  Win, win, people, win, win.

Getting a little cray-cray

Melody and I have been walking for over three years.  Every day over lunch we meet in the skywalks downtown and trek almost 2 miles together.  I look forward to it every day.  The days we can’t walk because of meetings or other work obligations, it feels like the universe tilts slightly outta wack.  It’s kind of like we’re Forest Gump-esque.  We just keep walking and walking and walking (because we would look really funny running through the skywalks in tube socks and sporting long beards). 

I say things are getting a little crazy around here because we didn’t walk today.  Ok, before you gasp in horror and think we are falling off the fun fitness with a partner wagon, hold on.  We didn’t walk today because we did a sculpt class.  We are fortunate enough to work for a wonderful company that offers a free gym and lots of fitness classes.  That’s right, Principal Financial Group rocks!! Anyway, today we took sculpt and man did we feel the burn...which should be interested for me as I’m doing wave power and water sculpt tonight at the Y.  Here’s hoping I can still move my arms this weekend.  Next week we’re replacing our Monday/Wednesday walks with Zumba class and Tuesday/Thursday with Sculpt.  Who knows, someday we may just branch out to box blast or boot camp. Stop the madness, right? 

My name is Lyndee. I have a problem.  I am a fitness class junkie.  

Hey Lyndee, Where Are You?!

It’s been awhile since I posted.  I apologize.  I’ve received a lot of comments, emails and inquiries about it.  To those of you that have cared enough to check in, my sincere thank you.  It’s hard to motivate others when the motivation slips away.  Makes me feel really hypocritical.  To say that things have changed in the last few months would be a dramatic understatement.  I’ve gained a lot of weight back since August.  No, I’m not talking 5 or 10 pounds.  A LOT.  My Aspen membership and training with Scott are over.  I lost the person I thought was my best friend for the last 17 years.  Things are very different but everything happens for a reason.  I’ve always believed that.  And in the last few months, those reasons have become abundantly clear.

I have searched my soul, raided the fridge, evaluated relationships, re-prioritized and I can definitely say that I have found some inner peace as of late.  I’m back to my workouts. I’ve been going to the new YMCA in Indianola 5-7 days a week, sometimes twice a day.  I’m doing awesome classes like zumba, turbojam and water sculpt. I’m doing cardio and I’m strength training.  I’m even playing basketball again, which I have always loved.  I’m breaking my fitbit step goal every day.  I’m burning lots of calories.  The best part about it? I’m doing it with my family.  There’s nothing like a 12 & 8 year old begging to go to the gym to get you moving and having some fun.  That’s what’s been missing for me for a while.  The fun.  The journey I was on had become a chore, it was a stressful burden and it wasn’t fun.  It wasn’t working because it was more of a hassle to me than something I enjoyed like when I had first started.  I was having anxiety attacks and getting physically ill at the thought of weigh ins.  I was driving myself crazy in so many ways.  I was buckling under the pressure that I had to be perfect and I couldn’t fail and everyone would be disappointed in me.  Mostly, I just disappointed myself.  And then I had this come to Jesus moment.  I don’t give a shit what anyone else thinks.  In the words of my boy Tupac, "only God can judge me". I only care how I feel and that I’m getting healthier for ME.  This is my journey alone and I’m owning it.  If I help others along the way, absolutely wonderful.  But I’m not carrying the burden of that pressure anymore.  If someone doesn’t want to know what I’m up to, then don’t read my blog or follow me on social media.  I’m ok with that.  I’m making choices for me, my family and my future.  End of story. I’m down 8 pounds so far and that’s cool.  I’ve got a ways to go yet but I’m no longer obsessed or miserable, and that’s even cooler. 

I’m logging my food on myfitnesspal like it’s a religion;  all the good, the bad and the ugly.  I’m no longer weighing in compulsively 5 times a day.  I only weigh in on Friday mornings, like Scott had suggested to me so long ago.  My family continues to offer my unconditional love and support and I am blessed every day.  Wonderful friends have stepped up to the plate and helped me feel like I could soar again. I’m keeping it real and they help me feel normal and human…and strong.  Rachael, Kara, Audra, Melody and Callie..if life was a Bette Midler song, you would be the wind beneath my wings.  J  Thank you for your amazing support and love.  For standing like rocks at my side, calming me if I start to spaz out and just being generally awesome.  

Race 6 complete

This weekend was the Alive & Running race in Dunkerton that my family does in memory of Kirk.  We were scared that we were going to get rained out but the heavens were on our side and it was a beautiful day for a race.  Friday night was the lantern ceremony which is such an emotional time.  It's wonderful to spend the night with my family but so hard to try to find the words to fit on a lantern and send up to the sky. My parents made it down with all of us for the lantern ceremony but weren't able to stay for the race on Saturday.

Saturday we had a good group racing. Uncle Mark, Marilyn, Lars, Rachael, Paige, Uncle Mike and myself. It was really nice to be able to walk alongside Paige and talk about losing Kirk.  We've never had the time to sit down and do that in four years.  Not really talk about it like we did on Saturday. It was a nice way to help the healing.  I couldn't think of a better group to do it with. Hopefully next year we can get even more family out there with us to celebrate Kirk's life again.

Shout out

To Scott, AKA "Boss".  Thank you for your unconditional support and understanding.  For being a rock in my life the last few years.  For always knowing what to say.  For always taking the time to make me feel special.  I cannot imagine a better trainer in the world that I could be so blessed to have.  Thank you for making me laugh today when I wanted to cry.  You're the best.

Race 6 coming up

This weekend is race 6 out of 13 for me.  It's always a bitter sweet one.  My family is doing the Dunkerton "Alive and Running" suicide race in honor of my cousin Kirk.  It's wonderful to spend time with my siblings and Uncle Mark.  It's great to participate in the lantern ceremony at dusk the night before and think of the loved ones we have lost. But it's hard to go through all the emotions of his suicide all over again each year.  Not that it's not on our mind all the time, but this is such a powerful weekend everything just comes flooding back.  This isn't a race for time or to set records.  It's a race to finish, bond with those around you and find strength to keep fighting for the memories of the loved ones that are gone.  Hopefully the weather cooperates and we can have a beautiful weekend together.

Spring Warrior is done. I'm down to training with Scott and Molly once a month.  It's safe to say that things feel a little out of wack as summer approaches.  Busy schedules, get togethers and weekends away from home always throw a wrench in my good eating.  I need to find a way to defeat those things and focus on me.  Wish me luck!

Is this real?

I just booked my flight to Puerto Rico for the 2013 Diva Half Marathon.  I have so many emotions running through me right now, I don't even know what to think. And to be honest, I feel like I might pee my pants or vomit.  I have 188 days until the I run 13.1 miles with some of my dearest friends in a foreign country.  Now there's something I never thought I would say.  That entire sentence just seems surreal to me.  But I know it will be the experience of a lifetime and something I will never, ever forget.  Now I just have to really kick my training into gear.  And get a great workout playlist going on the iphone.  And get some new shoes because the ones I'm currently rocking are shot.  13 races in 2013 is going to be epic!! Here we go!

Race 4 of 13 done!

Saturday night I finished my 4th of 13 races for 2013.  I am on track for one race a month plus the 13.1 mile half marathon in Puerto Rico in November. This weekends race was the Glow Run.  It was so fun! We had a great group of people.  So many, I could barely keep track of everyone.  It was a night run and it was wicked cold but we all survived just fine.  I can't wait to do it next year.  

Molly & I

Warrior Women-Audra, me and Kara

Auntie M, me and the Crasian

I haven't picked my May race yet.  I'm debating doing the Dirty Dash in Cresco if I'm home for Mothers Day.  If not, I will find another local one. June is a run special to my heart.  Alive & Running in Dunkerton for suicide prevention.  It's such an emotional and wonderful way to pay tribute to Kirk.  July will be the color run.  Oh man, the 1/2 marathon will be here before I know it!  November seemed so far away when we first started talking about it.  This is nuts! Not as nuts as our outfits and accessories at the Glow Run though...

One year ago today

It is hard to believe that one year ago today I was flying into California and about to start my month at the Biggest Loser Resort as a Year of You winner.  It seems like yesterday, yet so long ago.  Isn't it weird how that can happen?  So much has happened in the last year that it seems like it was forever ago yet I still remember every vivid detail of the dream month I spent in Malibu, April, 2012.  It was by far one of the best months of my life and helped transform my body and mind.  I made some amazing friends and learned so much about myself. I can't believe it's been a year.  Oh what I wouldn't give to go back for April again.  It's so easy there. I mean, it's the hardest thing I had ever done but there is no every day worries.  My husband took care of the bills and the kids. I didn't have to work or plan meals or cook or clean or run errands. I just had to be me for 30 days and focus on workouts and eating and loving myself.  That was it.  And it was so glorious.  If you remember my post the day I left, I vowed to be FEARLESS.  And I was. 

There have been many times this year that fear has crept back up on me but I continue to try and knock it out.  I think that ties to my 13 in 2013 goal.  Doing 13 races one of which is a 13.1 mile 1/2 marathon in Puerto Rico.  Does the thought of it almost gag me out with fear? Oh you bet your butt it does. But then I remember what it felt like to have a month where I was fearless and I know that I can do it again.  My year of me didn't stop in 2012.  It has transformed and morphed and changed but 2013 is my year too. What would you do if you weren't scared? 

New four letter F word – FOOD

So we’re trying a little experiment with our food logs.  The first week went very well.  It may sound weird to some but food stresses me out.  Not like oh what am I going to eat today.  But the thought of eating every day brings me serious anxiety.  I have been counting calories for three years straight and every time something touches my lips, I’m calculating how many calories I have to burn for it to be gone.  I feel like people are always watching and judging when I eat.  They are probably not but I feel that way.  I feel like if I even look at french fries that I have sinned.  I stress every meal, every snack, every minute of the day.  I weigh myself about 4-6 times a day.  I sometimes sneak food when I’m alone at home.  I’m pretty sure that’s an eating disorder of some sort.  And as the pounds have started coming back on, my eating has gotten worse and my stress level has gotten worse and it’s a vicious cycle.  Molly has similar anxiety when choosing food.  So a week ago last Thursday we came up with a new plan to get Molly and I off of our plateau.  A former Biggest Loser contestant suggested to Molly that we go a week without logging our food and calories.  We only keep a food log of feelings.  What are we eating, where are we eating it, how do we feel before, during and after.  Scott was on board with the idea and we are trying it out for a month.  Also, no weigh ins during this time.  Why?  Because every Thursday I wake up and have a panic attack because I know we have to weigh in and it’s stressing me out.  Scott wants to cut the stress (which is always a weight loss wrecker) and just focus on the idea of getting back to food as fuel and not oh my god that cookie was 120 calories.  What have I done?!?!

I have to admit the first week was very weird.  There are no restrictions on what we can eat. I don’t have to try to balance more protein than carbs. I just eat what I want and make sure to journal what I feel while doing it.  We are hoping this sheds some light on our triggers and the emotional eating cycle we have always battled.  It’s hard to retrain my brain after three years but I find it very freeing.  I have enough going on in my life than needing to worry every day about my food and if I can attend a party or go out to eat with my family.  At first I was scared I would go crazy thinking of all the things I used to love but hadn’t eaten in a while.  But I haven’t.  In fact, I’ve found that I’m barely snacking at all which was getting to be a major issue.  I think I’ve feeling more satisfied with my meals and not feeling the urge to compensate with snacks. 

Although it’s only been just over a week, I already feel like I am figuring some things out about my triggers and thoughts towards food. I’m excited to see how this experiment plays out but I already feel 5 pounds lighter not having the anxiety on my shoulders.  

Fun new treat

I was having a severe chocolate craving this afternoon.  Like I possibly would've wrestled a lion and won if it had a Twix in it's paw.  I checked the snack drawer on our floor and it was empty.  Full of empty boxes but no candy.  The vending machine had candy bars for 85 cents.  I have two issues with this.  One, I don't need a full candy bar for 300 calories and 20 grams of fat. I just need a taste.  And no way am I paying 85 cents for it. To me, that's highway robbery.  So my co-worker and I ventured down to our old floor to check their snack drawer because it's has great things and they have a lot of bite and snack size for five or ten cents that would make me happy.  Callie asked if I had tried the dark chocolate covered acai blueberry or pomegranate snacks.  I had not.  But they looked good and if she says they are awesome, I trusted her.  Plus, they are 100 calorie packs so there is portion control. I donated my 50 cents and came upstairs to try them.  They are awesome! The perfect sweet treat that I needed this afternoon.  Am I the only one in the world that hadn't tried these before?!  I"m totally hooked now.  Next time my chocolate craving hits, I will be opting for these for sure.

Snow Punisher

Well, usually after a Thursday night workout I curse Scott for the soreness in my muscles on Friday and Saturday.  Today I woke up sore and couldn't even blame it on him.  I put myself through my own strength training on Sunday and Tuesday.  Plus, I shoveled 10 inches of heavy, wet snow last night for over half an hour to get my car unstuck in the driveway.  This morning, a few more inches had fallen and my car, Miss Olga the Alero, being the low rider that she is, thought it would be fun to repeat the tire spinning, trunk in the street and hood in the driveway but no one is going anywhere adventure.  So I shoveled again and boy are my shoulders sore!

It should make for an interesting training session tomorrow night since we always do lots of arms, shoulders and chest.  Plus, there will be a few Drake journalism students there doing a story on us.  Hopefully I can lift the weights Scott throws at us and not look like a total pansy in front of them.

I was supposed to have a lunch date with my lovely mother-in-law today but the snow has her stuck at home.  So Melody took our lunchtime walk to Subway since I didn't have anything to eat.  I decided to get the chipotle on my chicken sub instead of the fat free honey mustard I always get.  HUGE mistake.  When I got back to my desk and logged it I wanted to bang my head against a wall.  Guess how much the chipotle sauce added to my 640 calorie sandwich?  200 CALORIES and 20, yes 20, grams of fat!!! Epic fail in the condiment selection.  Yes, it was still a better choice than a pasta bar or big burger and fries but dang, skippy!

Carry On

Carry On

Once in a while a certain song will resonate with me and I can’t help but blare it when I hear it on the radio.  This week I have a new one I would like to share.  It’s by Fun and called “Carry on”.  While this song seems to be intended more towards a relationship or life in general, it hits me on the fitness level.  This is a hard road. Anyone that’s taken it can attest to that.  And I love that this song pumps me up and makes me want to keep going and, you know, carry on. 

Here are a few of the lyrics and I will post the link if you want to hear it. I’m not sure why, but it just calls out to me and makes me happy. 

Cause we are

We are shining stars

We are invincible

We are who we are

On our darkest day

When we're miles away

So we'll come

We will find our way home

If you're lost and alone

Or you're sinking like a stone

Carry on

May your past be the sound

Of your feet upon the ground

Carry on

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6rrT9kbF9dM

Another one that plays often these days that I like as well is by The Script “Hall of Fame”.  The first time I heard this was at ICE Warrior when I was at the point of wanting to cry my eyes out during a workout.  This came over the speakers and socked me in the gut and I knew I had to keep going.  Something about someone telling you that you can be a champion.  Positive thoughts breed positive results. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rtwizW1JiFc

2 of 13

Race 2 of 13 for 2013 complete! Saturday Molly, Melody and I did the Red Flannel run in downtown Des Moines as our February race. It was cold and there was thousands of people. We may have stated out a bit too late Friday night because 7 am came really early. Race complete though. Got a nice shirt and it supports the downtown YMCA so that's a great cause. Looking forward to getting a better time in March at the Cresco stew and brew St Paddys day run.

Dear Stranger

Dear stranger at work that stopped me in the lobby to ask if I was Lyndee and to say that you read my blog and find it motivating, thank you. You have no idea how much I needed that today.  To know that people are still reading and I could still be helping others stay motivated, even when it’s something I’ve been lacking myself, lately.  Thank you for taking the time to say something.  I’m sorry that I didn’t think to ask your name but know that you made my day and motivated me to think about this blog today. 

My cousin that is a journalism major at Drake University asked me the other day if she could interview me for a piece on healthy living.  To be honest with you, my gut dropped when I read the words.  I don't feel like a good example anymore.  I don't know why she would want to use me as a focus on something she's going to be graded on and will be viewable by many Drake students and that community.  Because I love her dearly, I said I would do what I could to help but it also caused me a bit of anxiety to think about.  And then today I was reminded that she asked me for a reason.  Because what I'm going through is real life.  Because a lot of people share my struggles and triumphs in their own daily quests. 

I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching lately and wouldn’t you know, so many of the answers I seek about why I started this in the first place, how far I’ve come, my strengths and who I am, are etched on these pages. Going back and rereading gives me hope and helps to refocus my determination.  I can be strong like that again.  So thank you dear stranger at work for that little reminder today that I so desperately needed.  

Week 10 Challenge

Week 10 Challenge!
Cardio a minumum of 3x's for 30 minutes.
Increasingp ush-ups or planks each day.  If you do 20 pushups or 30 seconds of plank the first day, then try to get 25 pushups and 45 seconds of planks on day two and so on. Push yourself each day to beat the number from the day before. Do this Thursday through Wednesday.

2 weeks until our next run.  The Red Flannel Run in downtown Des Moines.  I've started the C25K (couch to 5K) app on my phone this week.  It's three times of 30 minutes and the lady on the app tells you when to walk, run, cool down and warm up.  When you are doing intervals of 60 second runs and 90 second brisk walks, the time goes by very quickly.  If you're thinking of doing a 5K but are unsure where to begin, the couch to 5K program is great. If you don't have a smart phone, you can print off workouts online too!

Race 1...DONE!

Well, it wasn't pretty but Molly and I did it. Our first race of 13 for 2013.  It was terribly cold at a mere 10 degrees.  The foot was pretty sore and our time wasn't great but we finished like champs and number one is complete.  The others that were supposed to join us wimped out from the cold but it didn't stop us! The rest will seem like a breeze compared to the 5K we did on Saturday.  Just for the record, it is hard to walk when you're in 4 layers of clothing! I felt like the kid from "The Christmas Story" all bundled up like the Michelin Man.  But it was fun to get out and get moving together.  Next up is the Red Flannel run in Des Moines February 16th.  We have a great group of people joining us for that and it should be a lot of fun. I also thought it was pretty cool that we're doing 13 races in 2013 and my number was 133. Coincidence? I think not.  This year is going to rock.

1 of 13

And so it begins. Mine and Molly's year of 13 races for 2013.  Tomorrow morning is our first 5K in Newton. It's called the Pink Nose & Blue Toes Run.  Appropriate name since the high is supposed to be about 20 degrees.  Brrr! I haven't been able to run the last 2 weeks because of the tendinitis in my foot.  They put me back in my boot for a few days and on some anti-inflammatories.  Hopefully it will be ok for me to get through the race tomorrow and work my way back on track for February's Red Flannel Run with Molly, Melody and Rob. 

Subway

Just a random thought...if subway is supposed to be our healthy fast food alternative and everyone knows January is the month of weightloss resolutions, why is this months special melt sandwiches with bacon instead of one of their fresh fit sandwiches???

Week 8 Challenge

Here is the week 8 challenge.  Time to get tough people.  

1 min plank
50 jumping jacks
20 push ups
25 squats
20 bicep curl to shoulder press
20 lunges each leg

Do three rounds, three days this week.

2 days, walk or run or run/walk for 30 min.  

Non-scale victory

Sometimes we become so obsessed with the scale we lose sight of all the progress our body is making.  This happens to me all the time. I so desperately want a certain number that I forget that bodies don’t always follow science and there are outside factors that can screw things up but that doesn’t mean I’m not making progress.  Last month after falling off the wagon for a while…in fact our wagon backed up and ran me over a few times…Scott gave us an assignment to get 3 miles on the treadmill as fast as we could.  Walking, jogging, running, whatever it took to do 3 miles straight and then send him our time.  I found after being a slacker those fun little things called shin splints paid me a visit.  My three mile time was terrible.  56 minutes.  I basically had to walk the entire thing.  I felt so ashamed but I sent Scott my time and knew that it could only get better from there. 

This week he gave us the assignment of doing 4 miles as fast as we could and sending him the time.  I was dreading this.  I didn’t workout Friday or Saturday with my parents in town, sitting at a wrestling tournament all day and preparing for company.  I knew yesterday I needed to get to the gym and work off some sedentary days and sodium.  I was determined to do my four miles, even if it killed me.  I walked the first .25 miles to warm up my legs and hopefully avoid the shin splints this time. Then I used Scott’s training method from Thursday night and ran .5 miles, walked some, ran .40, and so on down to .1 miles then started all over again at .5.  I didn’t have a particular goal in mind until I hit mile 2 and realized I was under 30 minutes.  I knew I wanted to get this 4 miles under and hour.  And I did!!! I came in at 57:36.  I completed a full mile more in just a minute longer than the 3 miles had taken me last month.  I was so proud of myself!!!  I beat my time, I increased my miles, I didn’t stop going and I believe this is the first time I’ve ever done 4 miles on the treadmill non-stop.  Hooray me!!! For a second it crept into my mind not to post this because other people can run 4 miles in probably half that time and then I reminded myself, this is my journey!!! It doesn’t matter how fast anyone else runs anything.  This is about me and I do not have to be compared to anyone but myself.  And the next time I do 4 miles (which I have a feeling, if it’s up to Scott, will be sooner than later) my time will get better again.  Progress, slow and steady is what gets us where we need to be.  The first of my 13 races for 2013 is in two weeks and I know that I can do it.  So hooray.  Go me.  

Week 7 challenge

Week 7 challenge

We’re taking a page from Scott for this week’s challenge.  This is a variation of what we did last night at training.  Since some of you may not have access to kettle bells and dumb bells at home I am going to switch it up a bit.  Here are you options depending on your equipment.

If you have a treadmill and weights

Run/jog/walk to .50 miles as fast as you can

Get off and do 15 sumo squats with a kettle bell or weight

12 shoulder presses

10 rows with kettle bell each arm

Run/jog/walk to .40 miles as fast as you can (slightly faster than the last pace)

Repeat sumo squats, shoulder press, 10 rows

Run/jog/walk to .30 miles as fast as you can (slightly faster than the last pace)

Repeat sumo squats, shoulder press, 10 rows

Run/jog/walk to .20 miles as fast as you can (slightly faster than the last pace)

Repeat sumo squats, shoulder press, 10 rows

Run/jog/walk to .10 miles as fast as you can (this goes super quick so really push yourself)

DONE! (Keep track of your times so you can compare it if we do this again)

If you don’t have access to treadmill or weights here is your variation:

5 minutes jumping jacks, burpees or mountain climbers (count how many you get each set)

25 crunches, 20 sumo squats, 20 shoulder presses

4 minutes jumping jacks, burpees or mountain climbers

25 crunches, 20 sumo squats, 20 shoulder presses

3 minutes jumping jacks, burpees or mountain climbers

25 crunches, 20 sumo squats, 20 shoulder presses

2 minutes jumping jacks, burpees or mountain climbers

25 crunches, 20 sumo squats, 20 shoulder presses

1 minutes jumping jacks, burpees or mountain climbers

25 crunches, 20 sumo squats, 20 shoulder presses

DONE!

Let us know when you’re done and which one you chose to do!! 

This is a picture of Molly and I at Subway 30 minutes after Scott got done kicking our butts at training. I think I was still maroon faced a full hour later. Holy smokes. My body is beat. But it was a great workout as always. Lots of homework and workouts for the week ahead. Thanks for rocking our socks off, Boss.

The long road

Sometimes we need a really good reminder of the long road we have traveled on our journey to a healthier us.  As I've talked about in previous posts, I've been pretty frustrated with my lack of loss the last few months and gaining some weight back and there are days that I'm quite human and think about giving up. I don't, but it does cross my mind that it's too hard or not worth it, even though I know it is.  Then a wonderful friend stumbles upon a picture of the old you and it's a nice little slap in the face that you have come SOOOO far and will never go back to looking like that. Thank you, Melody, for my reality check today.  I hardly even recognize myself in this picture.  Yeah, that's me on the far right in the black and white dress. Holy smokes.  

What is this phenomenon?

Scott gave Molly and I a challenge last Thursday at training.  After many weeks without losses on the scale, he decided that every time something went into our mouth we had to email it to him.  Every time.  Even gum, tic tacs (of which I am addicted) and beverages except water.  We also had to send him pictures of ourselves doing each workout.  We were instructed to do this Thursday at 4 pm until 6 pm on Monday.  Then we were free to enjoy our New Years Eve.  I found this weird thing during those 4 days, I believe they call it...ACCOUNTABILITY!! It’s quite the concept.  Having to report everything to him made me very conscious of what I was consuming.  I was also focused on upping my protein and cutting carbs. I did this, stayed within my daily calories and also found that every time I sent something to Scott, I logged it on loseit.com as well.  Crazy, huh?

At weigh in yesterday I lost 2 pounds.  Molly lost as well.  This may be the first time we’ve both lost in the same week for months.  I’ve been on this terrible cycle of maintaining or up a pound or two for weeks.  There have been no losses, which is why I haven’t been writing on here much because I was feeling pretty crappy about gaining back some weight and not being committed. 

We are extending this philosophy this week and going to continue emailing him every morsel that touches our tongue.  I’ve been logging as well.  Working on my cardio so that I can be step leader on fitbit (I’m always chasing the incredible Ms. T.M) and really trying to watch my carbs.  Hopefully it will continue to pay off on the scale and I can get back to where I was when I returned from Biggest Loser and felt so amazing.  I’m also weighing in with my sister every Friday morning and continuing to prepare for my 2013 year of races.  The first 5k is January 26^th.  It will be here before I know it!! 

Week 6 Challenge

This is our first challenge of 2013 and it's a really good one!

Week 6 Challenge

5 miles of walking/running/biking/elliptical broken up however you want over the week.

150 crunches

50 shoulder presses (if you don’t have light weights use books or jars of food)

50 curls (25 each arm-same deal if you don’t have access to weights)

50 squats

Bonus challenge-Cut some carbs! Even if it’s just skipping the bread at a meal or two.  Try to focus on lean proteins if you want to cut weight and gain muscle.  You’d be amazed at how many carbs we consume in a day.   

2013

2012 was a crazy year, to say the least. I went through extreme highs, lows, losses, gains and plateaus, both physically and mentally.   I was blessed to spend the month of April at the Biggest Loser Resort.  I was blessed to stand beside my sister on her wedding day in August.  But I found, in the later part of the year, that I got too busy and started neglecting my body and what I needed.  I hate that feeling.  So my 2013 resolution isn’t to lose a certain number or find one on the scale. It is to remember every day to take care of me.  To make time for my health. To spend time preparing my meals.  To make good choices.  To enjoy life and not get so caught up in the small things that can often derail our mind.  My goal is to stay positive and focused and to continue helping others.  My other big goal is to complete a 5K every month of 2013 and then hopefully a ½ marathon in Puerto Rico in November.  Overall, I just want to continue to feel better every day and focus on accountability. 

If you are following our 12 week challenge, remember today is the last day to complete Week 5.  We will be posting Week 6 tomorrow.  It’s crazy that we’re half way through already.