Sorry I couldn't post yesterday - the QOTD needed some time to myself to post the answer to and I just couldn't find more than a few minutes.
Today's QOTD - I have no idea who I am routing for now. The first episode, I picked the green team as my team. They reminded me of myself. So I guess I will have to watch some more to decide.
I'm doing great on water, LOVE fruit and veggies. My Kroger had raspberries on sale for $1.25 a pint
- so I bought five. They are usually 4.99 a pint here. My family will have them all gone by Thursday. I set myself up for failure with the steps. I tried to do it without counting my scheduled workouts. But I still think that I will keep 5000 steps as a goal on top of my regular workouts. I did manage about 3500 - plus weight lifting, zumba, and a 5 mile bike ride.
Today has been not so good with the exercise - I am potty training my youngest - so getting to the gym is hard (I'm hiding today - he peed and pooped all over the floor at the gym's childcare yesterday - I need a day or 2 before I go back
) And I have a church meeting tonight, plus household month end budget, so I have barely moved from the computer at all. I think that I will try to go to the gym on the way home from my meeting though.
*deep breath* Ok, now for my defining moment. History first. I was chubby in middle school, a little overweight in HS, and just flat out fat in college. I made a huge lifestyle change and lost 70 lbs. I started running marathons, triathlons. I felt great. Then I got pregnant. While pregnant I went from working out about 4 hours a day to 30 minutes - Dr.'s orders. I did not make the shift from eating to fuel intensive training to eating like a normal person well. I gained 80 lbs in my prenancy - I only lost about 40 of it. I still did some training, but it wasn't the same. 2nd pregnancy - gained more weight than I should have again, and again did not lose it all. I was about 50 lbs over weight and now a busy SAHM of 2 kids that were 26 months apart. I tried to find time to work out, but there was no time. I did a few races, but not enough to help with the weight. Now I have to add DH into the mix. He has Rhuematoid Arthritis. A little medical info. RA is more closely related to Lupus than Ostioarthrits. He has intense pain in all of his joints, fatigue, lathargia, and an almost constant low grade fever. We have had a rough 18 months. DH was not capable of doing anything more that going to work and laying on the couch. There was nothing I could do to make him feel better. So I cooked - I cooked him rich wonderful foods because it was the only thing that I could do that would give him any joy. And I ate - I ate to drown out the pain of functioning as a SAHM during the day, and a single mom durning the night. If it involved the house or the kids, I did it all myself. I gave baths, I doled out discipline, and fixed toilets. All the while my best friend and support system was only capable of laying on the couch - he played a lot of video games. Please don't misunderstand me. DH was amazing for somehow getting to work and supporting us all. He really gave all and more than he could. We have figured out a treatment plan that looks like it starting to work. He does have a lot more engergy, is in less pain - so prayers and pixie dust that he continues to improve. Things really are getting better on that front. But back to my defining moment. About 6 weeks ago, I woke up one morning and realized that I had no idea who I was. I was fat again (62 lbs to go), I hadn't done a single race or any training in over a year. I hadn't painted in over 6 months (& I have a 1/2 finished piece on an easel in my bedroom for 6 months) I realized that I had become so consumed with taking care of DH, my boys, and the house that I had not taken care of me at all. So we have made a lot of changes. I registered for the Princess 1/2 marathon - DH and I will go without the boys. I am reconnecting to DH as my partner and not just my crippled roommate. I run everyday. I eat healthy - no more sympathy cooking or emotional eating. So I have A LOT - an entire identity - riding on getting back in shape. Becoming an athlete again. Becoming me again. Who knows what surprises I my find out myself - since I haven't know me in over a year. It's scary having so much depending on making healthy choices - But the bigger the risk the greater the reward. So I will end this with my new favorite mantra - and I say it a lot these days. "I want to be me more than I want to eat that."
We have been on one DCL and it was heavenly.
I can't wait to hear all about your trip when you return.
Well, it's good to have goals right?
This might just be what I am looking for finally.
