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So, I'm back. I've had little spurts of trying-to-be-healthy for awhile, and now I'm going for gold again. So I thought I'd blog once more.

A couple of days ago, Cory decided that he wanted to clean up his act - start exercising and eating better. I'd been trying on and off to do it for awhile, but it's always hard when you're doing it by yourself, so I jumped on the bandwagon.

We joined SparkPeople, which is a free site that helps you count calories. It gives you meal plans and exercise routines, and even breaks your meal plans down into grocery lists for you. We did that last night - went to Fred Meyer and bought $122-worth of food. For ONE WEEK. Yikes. We have a few ideas to make that not happen as much next time, though - like eating the same thing for breakfast and maybe lunch every day, and also eating close to the same things between him and I, even though he needs more calories than I do and will have to have a little more than me anyway.

Last night we also started strength training. I found that we need a sturdy chair to do tricep-lifty things on. I also found that even a modified plank is deceptively difficult to do. I only made it 17 seconds on my first try, and 26 on my second. Sheesh.

This morning we started our cardio and meal plans. We got up at 5 and walked for about 40 minutes, and then we had breakfast - Cory had yogurt with walnuts, and I had a big pancake with fake butter and strawberries and soy milk. We also made our lunches and I got my snack together. And my first reaction is, this is actually a lot of food! I was full after breakfast! I've been worried that I was going to be hungry all day. Of course, it's only been an hour since I've eaten, so I suppose I shouldn't speak too soon. But it looks like a pretty decent plan.

Anyway, I'm off to work. But I feel much better about myself already. Ahhh.

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Day two. This time I followed the schedule on Cool Running.com - 60 seconds running, 90 seconds walking back and forth. I believe I ran 10 or 11 minutes in all. And now I'm sitting on the couch feeling the sweat run down my scalp. Yum.

It was a good run though, I think. I wasn't completely out of breath at any point (though I came close in the first minute when I wasn't quite warmed up yet). I went through campus on Jefferson, up to the soccer field on the other side, and back home. No idea how far that is but sometime I'll check.

The second part of this running thing needs to be eating right. Or at least not snacking on junk all the time. I'm good at keeping my hands off work junk, but home junk is a different story. And there will be no excuses like "I'm running so I need MORE food!" Ahem.

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Day one of running in the mornings. I did pretty well - I walked five minutes and then ran seven. And walked one and ran two and walked five. Heh.

And then I had Grape Nuts.

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Well, I'm back.

I had a dream last week that I was really fat. I weighed myself and I was 190 pounds, which isn't FAT fat but I felt awful and I looked awful. So I started walking again, and am trying to eat better. Again. The hardest part is to stick to eating good-for-me foods.

I started my week off weighing 181.5 pounds.

So far I've eaten basically healthy stuff - trying to keep away from the ice cream and stuff. And Wednesday and Thursday evenings I did brisk walks with Remmy for about 35 minutes, so hopefully that'll make a difference too.

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Day three. Three pounds down already.(!) I think I like this diet! :) The only time it really feels like a diet so far is when it's lunchtime - that's when I feel like I need bread or a tortilla or something. Or when I feel like I don't have enough time to make anything and I'd rather just go to McD's or Taco Bell. But so far, breakfast and dinner are pretty good, even this morning when I got up at 4:50 and had to be at work at 5:30.

I'm contemplating staying in this phase for a bit longer, but we'll see how it goes.

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Yo. Jeez, it's been a long time. But I think I had a pretty good excuse - I got married on July 12th, so I was hella busy. Plus, jogging is not my favorite thing, and after not having time to jog when I was supposed to, I just stopped.

BUT!

I'm starting tactic number two: the South Beach Diet. I've not been too excited about doing popular diets, but this one's different. It's not necessarily a diet, it's a lifestyle change, which is what Cory and I had been trying to do way back in April. The first two weeks (which may end up being a month, we'll see) you don't eat any grains at all, or starch, or fruit or sugar or alcohol. And you only eat good fats - lean things, not pounds of butter and bacon all the time like Atkins. And then after you lose a bunch of weight, you start being able to eat good carbs, and fruit, and stuff like that. Basically the premise is that all the processed foods that people eat make it so the body's unable to make the nasty stuff into anything useful, so it just sticks to your middle. So the first two weeks you banish the cravings that you get for things like Coke and ice cream and stuff. And the point is to relearn what to eat on a daily basis. It leaves room for you go indulge once in awhile, which is nice too.

So tonight I go get groceries. I'm excited - lately everything I've eaten has made me feel really icky afterwards. Even when I eat relatively OK food. Maybe I eat too much, or don't drink enough water. But now that I know what processed foods do to my insides, I want to stop wanting them so I can better take care of myself.

As far as exercise, it's going to come as a second to a new diet. I think it's better to eat well and not exercise as much as possible, as to eat horrible things and jog every other day. Plus, I've been getting into tennis (which is silly since now it's almost fall and I won't be able to play outside) so hopefully that'll pep up my exercise habits.

So tonight I'm off to spend a ridiculous amount of money on fresh meat and vegetables. Eek!

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So very bad, not writing in here for so long. Oh well.

So anyway, Cory and I went running about a mile last Monday, and his leg and foot were really bothering him, so he said he wasn't going to run anymore until they felt better. (His foot was really swollen on top the other day, and I don't know why...) So on Wednesday, of course, I couldn't get myself out of bed at 5am to run by myself, and Cory was just lying there so comfy... so I didn't go. But I went yesterday, and ran two miles all by myself. Whee! But I only dropped half a pound this last week, which should've been more, but I've been drinking beer, hehe.

So now, off to my wedding shower. Or, off to get dressed and stuff for it anyway.

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I'm alive, and still kickin'. I just haven't quite gotten used to the whole 2 journals thing. :)

So. Last Monday and Wednesday C and I went to the track and ran 3/4 mile (3 laps) in a row each day, and were completely exhausted by the end of it. And then on Saturday we ran the Lake Run 5k. I ran over a mile without stopping. We walked a bit of the way, maybe a third? and sprinted for the last quarter to half a mile. When we stopped, my stomach (right underneath my ribs) was in such a tight knot, and I felt like I was going to collapse when we walked down the stairs to get to our friend's apartment to shower. But I felt SO good after that. I've decided I like races. It's a change of pace and it gives you a lot of motivation to keep going. I think we averaged at 11 minute miles, which isn't the greatest, but it's good for a first-timer. We finished at about 34 minutes. I can't remember what we placed, but it was just under the halfway mark if I can remember correctly. I don't care how well we did in the scheme of things, I was very proud of myself for succeeding past my personal goals.


I'm going to buy myself a bikini when I can run the 12k. :)

I just realized I need to measure myself. It's been over a month. I'm not sure anything has changed, but I might as well do it if I remember to on Thursday.

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Down another pound, to 174.5 pounds. I'm glad that last week didn't mark a plateau.

We signed up to run a 5k race next Saturday. I've never done one before, which is probably why I'm so worried about it.