Burnin’ Fat & Gettin’ Fit with FireMom: BlubHer Overhaul!

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Oct 132008
 

Here’s an update on me since joining the YMCA in August: I’ve fit back into some pants, not all. I’ve lost absolutely no weight. My arms are more toned. And FireDad says my butt looks great. And while the last of those points makes me feel pretty darn spiffy, it’s not quite the total package that I’m going for here!

And so, I joined the Our BlubHer Overhaul blog. (See my introduction here.)

In short, I have a new goal. If I can lose my ten pounds by the BlogHer conference next year, I will attend. I know. I’ve previously said that I won’t attend because of scheduling conflicts during that week. But I can make something work. Granted, for me to attend, I’m going to have to lose this weight no later than February 2009 so I can save money appropriately for travel and hotel and gifts to take home to boys. And that Husband. And, to be honest, if I can lose the extra five vanity pounds, well, I don’t know what I’ll do! Other than be super excited.

But, I need some help. I’m stuck. I’m honestly of the opinion that the stuck-ness comes with nursing and we’re not ready to wean. (He’s not even a year yet! Hush!) I won’t do anything unhealthy that could adversely affect my son, our nursing relationship or even my own health. And so, I just keep trucking along. I’ll get there. Right? Someday?

This week is far less busy than last week. Yet I’m keeping the same goal of three workouts at the gym and three home/outdoor workouts alone or with the boys. I think I need to suck it up and lengthen my amount of time on the elliptical, don’t you think? My legs, arms and general body cry at the thought but, well, it is time.

In the meantime, head over to Our BlubHer Overhaul and read about others’ weight loss goals and how they’re reaching them together. And leave me a comment, here or there, with some kind of inspiration. Because, man, if I don’t see some weight loss soon… sigh.

Last Week Equals Fail, Fail, Fail

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Sep 222008
 

Remember when I set some not-so-strict fitness goals last week, citing scheduling conflicts as the reason? Well, that was prior to the phone call letting me know that my grandfather had passed away. And let me tell you, it caught me off guard so much that even my simple goal of three days at the gym and four other days of “staying active” was too much for me to handle.

So much so that I made it to the gym zero days. I didn’t even go to my fitness class. I meant to go, knowing that the physical exertion would help me get through some of this emotional trauma but, well, I also neglected to mention on the blog last week that our sewer backed up into our basement. (I refrained from sharing pictures.) And on Thursday morning, when my Step & Sculpt class is scheduled, the plumber was here, wasting our money. Gee, the scheduling conflicts I wrote about on Monday morning weren’t even the scheduling conflicts that ended up keeping me down and out all week. It’s life, isn’t it?

I feel awful having done nothing but take one (just one!) walk with the boys last week. I feel like a big, fat, sloppy mess. And I don’t like it! Especially when you add in the fact that I turned to comfort foods almost immediately in the wake of my loss. Did I also mention that my monthly cycle hit, too? What a horrible, horrible week for fitness, healthy eating and general goal-reaching.

I know I’m being hard on myself. But someone has to or I’m not going to get myself back into a schedule that works for me, my butt and my family. I need to set my daily goals. I need to stick to them. And I need to keep working towards a healthy me. Right now? I’m not feeling healthy. I ate too much all week. (Have you been to a Polish after-funeral dinner?) I didn’t move. I didn’t push myself. And I don’t even want to try on my jeans. Not this week. Not again.

Goals:

Monday: Elliptical and arms.
Tuesday: Elliptical and yoga at home. Walk with boys.
Wednesday: Pilates at home and ab workout. (Can’t go to gym this day.)
Thursday: Step class.
Friday: Elliptical. Walk with boys.
Saturday: Elliptical. Walk with boys.
Sunday: Ab workout at home. (Likely no gym.)

I really do so much better when I set out a specific day-by-day list of what I plan to do. I still haven’t found shoes. I didn’t have much time to consider it last week. You know, with death and raw sewage and Polish food. Such is life. I’ll find a pair soon. My foot hopes so.

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