Let's see, what's been up? LOTS of exercise! Lots of being aware of everything I'm eating and how I'm tracking it, one (sort of) "oops" meal and what I did about it.
I can hear you now. "Lots of exercise, Kelley? Details, please!" and here it comes. I went to Zumba last Tuesday as planned. I wanted to go to Zumba on Thursday, too, but my client family didn't get home until nearly 6:00pm. Class starts at 5:30. So I decided to take Jilly Bean for a two mile long walk when I got home instead. Not bad! I intended to go to Zumba on Friday but you know what? I decided I was going to sleep in for the first time in more than two weeks. And I'm glad I did. When I woke up on Friday, I felt SO rested! I relaxed, enjoyed a cup of coffee, and then took the dog for another long walk.
So Saturday came....
Now, if you've been reading my blog, you know how my Saturdays usually work. I wake up, swear at my alarm clock, lie in bed until Joe texts me and tells me to get my ass in gear and then (still swearing), I clean up and run out the door for Zumba. Well guess what! After sleeping in on Friday, this Saturday morning was a little different. Now, I'm not going to lie and say I bounced out of bed, excited to be up and out but here's what happened:
[7:05] My eyes open.I got up by myself! No text from Joe. No Skype with Marc. I did it. Me! I got to the bus in plenty of time, got to class several minutes early and only looked at the clock every 7 minutes or so and, wonder of wonders, I even found myself getting excited about a couple of the songs (I never thought I'd see the day....). A certain somebody who shall remain nameless (but who usually sends me ingratiatingly perky text messages on Saturday mornings) went out drinking Friday night and missed class! The good news in this is that I learned something that's kind of a big deal: I can actually motivate myself to get up and go to class! *squeeee* Anyhoo! I went to Zumba, made it through the whole class and afterward, did an Ab Lab with Christa. Huzzah!
[7:05:30] After I focus a moment, I panick and wonder if I overslept
[7:05:45] I look at the clock - the alarm isn't set to go off for another 40 minutes
[7:05:55] Me: Well, #%&*!! I woke up before the alarm? %^#@! How about that?"
When I got home, I had to run a couple of errands (hang on, this is relevant). While I was out, I decided I was really in the mood to eat at a sit down restaurant so I stopped in at a cute little deli and ordered a grilled and blackened chicken breast sandwich (hold the cheese, please and thank you). It came with french fries and coleslaw. Can I just say this? I was SO proud of myself! I requested to not have cheese on my sammich and I sectioned out 1/3 of the fries to eat. Coleslaw was no problem. I just didn't touch it.
That sandwich was DELICIOUS! Afterward, I decided, rather than take the bus, I was going to walk. So I did. Two miles!!! Zumba, Ab Lab and a two mile walk all in one day? YES!
Today was Dance SPA's weight loss challenge kick-off!! This was another monumental day for me because I did something I haven't done in more than 16 years - I finally weighed myself. I'm not quite ready to share how much I weigh but suffice it to say that I now know exactly what my starting point is and exactly what I need to do to reach my goal. Never fear - I *will* share my starting weight with you but owning up to my actual weight was an emotional, personal thing for me and I just want to absorb it for a little while before I go public with my current size. You know, I can't say it enough. Knowing where I'm at, knowing where I'm going and knowing what I have to do to get there is a hugely emotional experience. And by saying it was a hugely emotional experience, feel free to imagine that I cried again. Because I did. Ugh, I hate that! Except they weren't tears of sadness or shame. There is just this sense of... I don't know how to explain it. Just an overwhelming feeling of "Oh my God. I'm finally really, really making these changes in my life!"
I also learned something interesting - I have low water weight for my size. That's not a good thing. I am on my way and doing much better about my water intake but I'm still at least 5% under where I should be. So guess what I've been doing all day. Drinking water, water and more water! I've had two litres so far and I'm drinking a third litre as I write. I hope that helps put me on the right track with this water business.
Today, we also had another Zumba class. I couldn't quite make it through the whole class without taking a mini-break but, all in all, I was really proud of myself. Would you believe I actually only looked at the clock four times??? It's a new record for me and yes I am patting myself on the back for it. So yeah! I'm doing it, I'm doing it, I'm doing it!
After the kick-off party and class today, Joe, our fellow classmate, Katie, and I went to lunch at Belly Shack, a super-cool little minimalist place with an awesome, industrial theme. I selected lemongrass chicken. When it arrived, there were two slices of accompanying bread (it's supposed to be a sandwich but I left it deconstructed and only ate one piece). The food was delicious, flavourful and filling without being "oof." See?
And then we blew it. Well, sort of.
We decided we couldn't stand it - we had to have ice cream from Margie's and we had to have it right then and there. On that note, off we went. Now, you have to understand: there IS no simple single scoop of plain ice cream at Margie's so, keeping that in mind, I opted for something relatively low-key. I chose two scoops of vanilla and praline. It comes with a too-good-to-say-no-to wafer and a saucer of chocolate sauce. Oh, and whipped cream and the requisite cherry. So how did I do? Not toooooooooooooo bad, I think! I did eat the a scoop of my ice cream and the wafer (I couldn't help it. I just... couldn't help it). Oh, and the whipped cream and requisite cherry. However! I passed on the chocolate sauce and I left one scoop of ice cream in the bowl. Yay me - I AM doing it!
By the time we were done, I was feeling "oooooooooof," so I decided to walk home. Three miles. And I did it!!! After plugging my information into a calculator, I discovered that I burned another 400 calories by walking home so, hmpf! Yep, I'm doing it!
And now? I am finished for the weekend, ha! I'm exhausted, my leg muscles are killing me.... and I feel GOOD. I think, now that I know I can do it without killing myself, I'm going to start walking home from work every day. 400 calories! Woooo! Oh! One more thing before I end this entry; don't forget: tomorrow night is DYAO night. I can't wait to watch my friends dance their asses off another week - it's Vegas week, baby!!!
Love and exercises,
Kelley
xoxo
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