I’ve been meaning to get my haircut. I wanted to go shorter than I have before for two reasons: now that I’ve lost weight, I feel like my face can handle shorter hair. Also, I want to not always wear in a ponytail. And with it this short, there’s no way I can!
It’s curly and crazy and I love the cut. I just gotta learn how to rock the crazy hair with confidence.
Just because you don’t weigh yourself every day doesn’t mean the food you eat doesn’t have consequences.
Remember that.
Thanks,
Laura
Except for the gnats. Gnats can go die.
It had been storm-city in Miami for the past 3 days, so I really didn’t have chances to run. It finally cleared up and I had the perfect time to go, so I went. It wasn’t perfect and I’ve lost a lot of stamina, but it felt damn good.
I ran the first mile straight through and then alternated 5 minutes running with 2 minutes walking until I reached 3 miles. It worked well for me and I’ll build from there. My knee isn’t perfect, but better. It felt good to be back out there, though. Really good.
For the past couple months I’ve had a very unhealthy relationship with the scale. I weigh myself every. single. day. In the past this was a good thing. It helped me understand the daily fluctuations of my body. It helped me learn how my weight is connected to the types of food I eat and how sometimes regardless of what I eat, my weight will change from day to day.
But now, it’s become unhealthy. My weight for the day has become a judgement of how the day before went. Of how the day to come will go. Beating myself up for eating too much, berating myself for planning on eating so much more. The weirdest part? My weight has barely changed! I haven’t even gained a pound! And yet, I still fear every morning, knowing I will weigh myself.
So, I weighed myself this morning. Then I put away my scale. I will not weigh myself again until June. I need a break from the scale, and I need to put my focus elsewhere. I’ve also been feeling ashamed, sad, disheartened by my non-progress fitness wise. And it’s no one’s fault but myself. Not being able to run isn’t the end of the world, there are always other options.
Hopefully I won’t again anything back. Even more hopefully I’ll lose a little extra. But no weigh ins this month, no obsessing over the scale. I’ll obsess over other things.
Here’s a good May!
A week ago I went to a local running store. I tried on a few pair of shoes to see which ones felt good. I felt that possibly my knee problems were in part because I had overused my shoes. Or maybe I just wanted an excuse to buy new running shoes.
Because you have to buy shoes half a size up, at least, I was buying them in a size 11. Fun fact: most small running stores will not carry many women’s size 11s. So you end up trying on men’s shoes.
I tried on a few pairs of Brooks. I had heard such great things about the brand and wanted to see how they felt. And yeah, they felt pretty damn good. I then decided I really liked the Brooks Launch. And then I had the option: buy now in the men’s shoe, or order a women’s. And the color for women’s was soooo prettyyyyy…. so I let the girly side of me win.
They came in yesterday! I had wanted to try them out yesterday, but by the time I got home I was SO exhausted that I fell asleep and it didn’t happen. But today was cloudy and not too hot and perfect, so I went out on a run.
I wore my ING shirt to remind myself I’ve been awesome before and can be awesome again.
The run was slow. I made sure to run one mile straight through and then walk/run a second mile. Getting through the first mile was tougher than it should’ve been, but I did it. I know in a couple weeks it’ll be better, I just need to build up to it again.
Less pain in the knee, too. Not nonexistent, but definitely better. Hopefully my next run will be even better.
Weigh in Wednesday: April 25, 2012
Last week: 144
This week: 144
Loss: -0
Total loss: -90
I weighed myself this morning but just didn’t feel like posting. No change this week, but no big deal. I should be at 143 by next week. Onwards and downwards.
Yesterday I finally told my boss about Chicago. She was sad to hear I was going but excited for me. She told me it would be a good opportunity, hard at first but worth it in the end.
A week ago my cousin asked me about it. Her mom had been snooping my Facebook and found a post where Derek mentioned Chicago. She is an A+ Facebook snooper. So now word is getting out in my family.
And last night and today have felt so good. I get so anxious to tell people about the move. I feel pressure and scared and nervous. But now that people are finding out, I feel so much better. It’s like a huge weight is being lifted from my shoulders. And it feels incredible.
There’s still so many people to tell, but at least I’m getting overall positive feedback so far. As Derek tells me, I’m a “frenetic ball of anxiety.” But once I rid myself of a lot of that anxiety, it’s amazing how quickly things start to look up.
Shopping!
Working in a mall I tend to go “shopping” a lot. Which means I walk around, see what’s out there, and usually just say “meh” and walk out. But this tends to by my approach to malls often.
But every so often there’s that one day where I feel inspired. Where I see clothes and think “hell yeah I could rock that!” And I also think “I could totally try on a bunch of clothes today in a fitting room!” When those two thoughts combine, magic happens.
Magic in the form of three new tops and a pair of shorts. First picture is a top and shorts from Forever 21. Probably wouldn’t be worn together, but those coral shorts are a fashion leap for me. I used to own colored shorts, but they were a size 16 and I only wore them a couple times before I became too big for them. I missed the opportunity to wear them while going back down in sizes.
The other two shirts are from Old Navy. I love, love the reddish one. The back goes a little lower than I’m used to but I really like the color and the look. I was a hesitant on the green striped one - but I think ultimately it looks nice. Plus, green makes my eyes pop. They’re a hazelish color, and look greener when paired with green.
Looking good, feeling good.
Lately I’ve been eating too much. And I 100% know why, yet haven’t changed it in the past few days.
This is my fourth day working. When I work I bring food with me, but lately when I get home I’m still really hungry. So I eat. I pull out whatever tupperware has food in it in the fridge, and I eat whatever I can find.
The flaw to my plan? I end up eating WAY too much. I’m not properly portioning my food. I think I’ll stop at one serving and just keep going til I’m probably at at least 3.
Tomorrow: this ends. I have plates for a reason. I don’t need to gorge just because I’m hungry. I need to eat mindfully and realize when enough is enough.
My dad and I went to get sushi today. When I talked to him on the phone he said “I’ll get edamame and sashimi, that’ll be healthy!” I just said “yeah…”
He’s been talking about losing weight for a few months now, but has been struggling with actually doing it. But today he talked to me more about it. How his doctor said he needed to lose 40 pounds, how he may have problems with his kidneys, prostate. How losing some weight could help with other things, along with reducing sodium and eating better foods.
I talked to him a bit about what I do, some tips I could give him. He mentioned weight watchers and I explained how it works, so maybe he’d warm up to the idea. I really hope he does take a more active role in his health.
He likely has more than 40 pounds to lose, but hopefully once he starts he’ll learn the tools to get there. I’m just glad he’s starting to try.
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