Did you guys know alcohol is a depressant?!
Obviously that was sarcasm… but I guess I never really made the
connection for myself, the way my body reacts, as lots of drinks equaling mini
depression the following day. But this time I definitely felt it/saw it.
There was no rallying for Shredding on Sunday. I had a brief
moment of motivation around 6pm, which fleeted rather quickly. Andrea was going
to come Shred with me that night around 8:30pm – I really didn’t want to do it,
but when you have someone specifically coming over to workout with you it’s a
little rude to just be like, “oh, hey, thanks for coming – I don’t wanna
anymore”. I was dreading it but at the same time knew it would really make me
feel better. I would feel a million times better. So I resolved myself to get
it done at 8:30pm. Well, around 7:45pm I got a text asking if we should just “shred
now” and then we could get busy just hanging out later in the evening – yes!
Yes, let’s do that! I went upstairs to put on my gym clothes. Let’s just get it
done, I thought to myself. Well… that was the moment my 7 year old decided to
start arguing with me over bedtime. This argument spiraled into a full-blown
meltdown. That lasted for an hour.
Bye-bye chance for exercising. Bye-bye motivation to do anything
but have a glass of wine and feel sorry for myself. Bye-bye chance for mommy
time and taking care of my own health and happiness.
Siiiiiiiigggghhhhhhhh.
It may seem like I’m being a big whiner, but I feel like this is a
big part of why I haven’t been able to reach my goals yet. A) I have mommy
guilt and therefore focus my “free” time on doing stuff for my children and/or
family and/or around the house instead of taking care of my body, or B) I get
in this “What’s the point when someone is just going to need me as soon as I
start a workout anyway?”, which is SO TRUE. Out of the 9 workouts I’ve done for
30 Day Shred, 6 of those have been in the midst of being asked a billion little
kid questions, yelling at James to quit standing in front of the TV, and/or
almost stepping on him/smashing him in the face with a dumbbell.
I should have spent this weekend transforming my basement into my
Home Gym area. We have a TV down there. We have a DVD player down there.
Unfortunately both of those things are completely buried beneath millions of
toys that never get played with and stuff that is supposed to be living in our storage area – NOT in the middle of
the basement floor. Unfortunately my husband regularly mistakes
middle-of-the-basement-floor with storage-room.
…then there’s the issue of being a tall person and having a low
basement ceiling. But I need to get over that. It’s not SO low. It’s still,
like, I dunno – 7 ft. Just not the 9ft ceilings we have in our living room on
the main level. #firstworldproblems
Okay, so even though I have not officially finished Level 1 (which
I WILL do tonight and maybe even FOLLOW it with Level 2!! AHH! LUNACY!), I’m
going to go ahead and provide Level 2 starting measurements – updates in blue:
Weight:
189.6 lbs / 191.2 lbs
Estimated
Body Fat: 32.5% / 34.6% (I TOTALLY measured myself wrong the first time. This
time around I also used the 3-point caliper measurement instead of just using
my belly measurement. Had I used just my belly measurement for this, my
estimate was closer to 36%. So: 34.6% NEW starting measurement.)
Chest
(across bust w/sports bra on): 39” / 38” (same sports bra worn for accuracy)
Waist:
34.5” / 33”
Waist
at naval: 39” / 37”
Hips:
45” / no change
Bicep
(flexing): 12.5" / 12"
Thigh:
26” / no change
As you can see, there is quite a difference at my waist/waist at
naval measurements! Hips haven’t changed at all, but I don’t expect this
measurement to change until I lose another 10-15lbs. I am a pear. Most of my
weight is in my hips/thighs. Plus my butt is definitely, erm, perkier? Maybe I
should put it this way: I actually have the beginnings of having a butt now
instead of being cursed with perpetual “white girl butt”, ie: WIDE AND FLAT. A lost half an inch off my arms – super excited
about that! However, gaining almost 2lbs = major disappointment. But looking at
my measurements I know I should get the hell off the scale and just focus on
measurements and body fat. …I’m just not
ready yet.
I will be posting end-of-level-1/beginning-of-level-2 pictures
later tonight!
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