Week ?? It’s been so long. I really have no idea what week I’m on. I suppose it doesn’t really matter either. I haven’t wanted to blog about this journey because I’m having such mixed feelings about it. I’ve gained weight. I’m not eating great, but I’m feeling stronger.
I go to the YMCA about 3 times a week. I’m actually enjoying the exercise. I do Zumba and a weight/aerobic class. Occasionally we have a family swim. On those days that I don’t make the classes, I get on the elliptical and then do weight machines. The kids love the nursery and child watch, so it’s been a good thing. On the rare occasions that Racer gets to go with us, he and I like to “play” racquetball. Neither of us remember the rules, so we just hit the ball around and laugh a lot. That is good for the both of us.
Even though I’m getting regular exercise, I’ve not seen any weight loss. I have noticed that I feel stronger and my energy level is higher, so that is a good thing. For the first time in a loooonnnngggg time, I have ever so slight definition in my upper arm. Blink and you’ll miss it, but it’s there. My abs, however, are horrible. Four c-sections have destroyed any strength in my core and I’m having a hard time in strengthening that area. Since it’s so hard, I’m not all that motivated to work extra on it. I do abdominal exercises, just not the extra that I need. I also get discouraged by the loose and flabby skin that I’m afraid will always be there. It’s frustrating.
As far as eating goes, I’ve learned that I just can’t have junk in the house. If it’s here, I’ll eat it. We went on vacation for a week and a half and I ate horribly. Snacking in the car, snacking at my parents, snacking at the reunion… If yummy food is too available, I take too much advantage. For my health, it is better for me to have scheduled meal and snack times. Grazing is my enemy.
A couple of weeks ago, it all sort of hit me though, the fullness of how my health effects ALL areas of my life. You see, Racer and I went to buy health insurance. Racer drinks Coke like crazy, doesn’t “work out” like I do, avoids vegetables and has poor family history of health (obesity and diabetes on both sides of his family). Neither of us smoke or drink, so that was the same. The thing is, my annual premium was significantly higher that his was. Why? My weight kept me from getting the best rate. That hurt. It’s embarrassing. It’s frustrating. It made me determined to keep off the pounds needed to get that better premium rate – 3 lbs. That’s all it was. Silly isn’t it?
So, that’s where I’ve been with this journey to better health. I feel stronger and that is good. People have noticed my body changing and that is good. I still feel frustrated, but I know that I can’t get where I want to be overnight. Food is still and issue and I need to make a more intentional decisions about what I eat.
Here is my goal progress:
- Incorporate a fresh fruit or vegetable for each meal – I been about 50/50 here lately and that is a problem.
- Use more seasonings to make meals more interesting – Not so much.
- Eat breakfast every day, cereal no more than 3 times a week – Cereal is cheap and I’ve been eating a lot of it. It’s especially bad because I don’t even think about portion size and our bowls are HUGE.
- Utilize the YMCA at least 3 times a week – We are doing well here.
- Try at least one new recipe each week – Nope.
- Drink at least 2 big blue glasses of water a day. – Most days.
Here are the numbers:
- Starting weight: 204.4
- Initial goal weight: 150
- Current weight: 186.4 (gained 2 lbs.)