One more 20 Minute Exercise Session

Yesterday I got on the treadmill for 20 minutes. I can't run on that thing - it just feels like it's pounding my knees, but I took your advice, Amy, and cranked up the incline. I was walking, but I felt like I got a pretty good workout!

Stomp on You, WiiFat!

Yesterday was one of those days that I really, really, really, really, really didn't want to exercise. How that made it different from any other day I'm not sure except that I actually DID exercise. I tripped horribly for 15 minutes of step aerobics and then did 20 minutes of monotonous stepping-- on the WiiFat, off the WiiFat. On the WiiFat, off the WiiFat. The OCD in me got really agitated by the fact that I managed to knock off about 2,480 steps in 20 minutes... but NOT an even 2500. If I'd known I would have gone faster--but not TOO much faster. Only 20 steps faster. Ooooh that irritated me. In all, I lasted 40 minutes on WiiFat.

The Incredible Cheese Stick Diet

Okay, this week was not the best in terms of diet. My eating habits were atrocious. I think I ate at Pizza Oven twice, split a GIANT plate of nachos once, and, well, it was a holiday weekend as well, so I grilled out and drank some beer also. On top of that, today was the only time I exercised! I did 3 miles on the treadmill, jogging 2. Somehow, miraculously, the WiiFat said I lost 1.1 pounds for my 6 day weigh-in. I guess it was the cheese sticks.

After a long break...

Well, after ANOTHER long break, I finally got back on the stair stepper again... only 20 minutes, but it's better than nothing. I haven't had the courage to let the Wii Fit analyze me because I know I've been sliding backwards. I MUST try to do SOMETHING at least three times a week! UGH! I'm in a rut, and I just have to show a bit of perseverance to dig myself out!

A Small Sign of Progress?

It's been three weeks since I officially started with WiiFat. I've gotten mixed reviews from NoBoobs, and my last weigh-in was a zero-sum game. I sucked it up last night and braved her wrath for 30 minutes. On the plus side, it reported that I lost 1.3 pounds-- a total of 5 pounds in three weeks! Now, I'm not raising any eyebrows here, but at least I'm finally moving in the right direction.

No Fun: Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Today was one of the days I deserve a piece of cake just for getting on the treadmill at all! I worked until 7:15 (a dinner party where I was sorely tempted to poke my eye out with the dessert fork). I did borrow $2 from a colleague to pay for a $4 beer to get me through the smiling and chatting from 4:30 to 6 until the food arrived. The buffet food was okay-- I did stick to salad and a spinich stuffed mushroom. Fortunately there was no dessert! I got home and actually plodded two miles on the treadmill before Deadliest Catch started at 8 p.m.

Hill from Hell

I wasn't in a very good mood last night. My first attempt on the treadmill resulted in a 0.1 mile walk. I promptly got off, and Andy and I went out to eat. I was starving, since I only had 300 calories worth of grocery store sushi for lunch and some water. I would have eaten my own hand.

Plus, I finally went in to the doctor and got my shoulder looked at. About 3 months ago I fell over my own feet while leading my young Percheron horse around the arena. To be fair, he was acting up a little bit and did bump into me, pushing me into the wall.... But, truth be told, he didn't knock me down, which would have made a better story. He banged into me, and I tripped over my own feet. I crashed to the ground with a horrible thud, landing on my right hip and my right shoulder. I'm still dealing with some mild nagging pain when I try to lift my arm over my head--well-- about shoulder height really. Turns out I tore my bicep and strained my rotator cuff. Not even knowing what a rotator cuff is exactly, I now have to do PT to restore the full range of motion. Apparently I waited too long to get it fixed, and shoulders like to get stiff without proper use. So, klutzes beware-- seek treatment if you don't heal up after 4 weeks or so, even for minor aggravating pain.

Now, I hogged down a cheeseburger at dinner and came home feeling REALLY guilty. So, after a minor bout of stomach pain, I hit the treadmill for round 2. It was 6:30, and the tragic event of the final episode of 24 started at 7. I did stay on for nearly an hour and did my lethal hill climb: one quarter mile at each incline of 1,3,6,8,10 and 12. Then back down, stopping at 0. I didn't push the speed much-- just under 19 minute miles for a total of 3. I must be getting somewhere, because it wasn't as excruciating as it used to be. Today I don't even feel sore like I thought I would be.

WiiFat Returns

After a weekend of not eating very well (pizza with a friend on Thursday)... okay, pizza, cheese bread AND cheese sticks, and beer.... and tacos with a frito pie on Friday-- I wasn't feeling too proud of the whole "Gee, I've lost two pounds," thing.

I decided to check in with NoBoobs on the WiiFat. Surprisingly, my weight was exactly the same as four days ago. I was delighted that I had not gained any weight! I did aerobics activities on there for 38 minutes. This was on Saturday the 16th. As I'm entering this on Monday the 18th, my calves still hurt from doing the stair step one-- I guess i didn't realize that I wasn't putting my heel down when stepped off the board. My goal was 1,000 steps in 10 minutes-- I made it nearly to 1,100. Thus, the reason my calves hurt. Put your foot flat on the floor when you step off the board.

Wednesay, May 13th

Okay, I'm STILL behind on my posts. I did two miles on May 13th-- feeling fairly good that I actually exercised four days in a row.

Finally, I'm caught up!

Tonight I did some walk/jog thing on the treadmill for three miles. I found out I didn't get the job I was a finalist for-- I thought I would be disappointed, but I'm really okay with it. It wasn't going to be the right fit for me anyway, and deep down I knew it. So, I put on the Tom Petty and waddled along. Afterwards, I decided to plug in the WiiFat and have a talk with NoBoobs to see how I was progressing. Apparently I wasn't as bloated this week, as it recorded me as having lost 4.5 pounds in 9 days since last logging in. I think 2.5 sounds more logicial. Based on the gross picture, I still have a long way to go: 19 more pounds until the 3 month goal--according to NoBoobs.

Monday, May 11, 2009

After work, I took a nice walk with Andy for two miles. He's on board with trying to lose weight, too! So, we are now eating better and exercising more jointly, which is helping the cause.

May 10, 2009

I'm way behind on my posts. I guess that's a good thing-- meaning I've actually risen above the ranking of couch potato. Today I managed to get off my duff and walk 3 brisk miles on the treadmill during The Amazing Race. I hadn't watched it all season, but there was nothing on tv. At least it motivated me to move a little.

It's Been a Week

Technnically this should have been posted on Tuesday, May 5th. It's been such a chaotic week that I'm only remembering to post it now! How fabulous of an entry is it.... a whopping 2 mile walk on the treadmill. I have not touched any exercise since, but I think I do have good reasons. I was late to my acupuncture appointment on Wednesday the 6th and ended up driving home with a needle in the top of my head! Thursday night was my meditation class. Ahhhhhh-uhhhmmmmm. Now it's Friday and I'm REQUIRED to have a beer with the boss after work to celebrate the launch of a new degree program which has been the bane of my existance for the past 3 to 4 months. Never mind the fact that I've NEVER been so stressed in my life-- one beer will make it all better. Right! Anyway-- I appreciate the gesture as much as I appreciate the vomitted up wad of grass the dog left in my bed last night (See, you knew there had to be a reason for his picture on here).

Wii Screw You!!!!

How can it be that-- by my scale upstairs-- I've lost 2 pounds. But on the WiiFat I've actually gained 1.5 pounds... AFTER TAKING MY SHOES OFF! The happy thing about this is, it now knocks me officially into the obese category. I "worked out" on the stupid thing for 51 minutes last night. By the way, the name of my personal fitness trainer is "No Boobs." Her favorite thing is yelling at me for "looking a little shaky." No crap, really??? I'm not an avatar, and I don't like the tree pose. Clearly I have some anger to deal with along with my obesity.