Last week, EYE OF THE TIGER came back and I'm so happy about it. I'm counting my calories and working out like a banshee. I've been (half arse) training for a 5k race using the Couch to 5k app on my phone. I've stepped it back up, and now I am on week 5. On Tuesday I ran 5 mins at a time followed by a 3 minute walk, then repeat. Tomorrow morn, I am supposed to run 8 minutes at a time. Wowsa.
Have I mentioned that when I couch to 5k it, I do it at 5am? 4:45 on work days. In the dark. Listening/singing showtunes or Pink the whole time. I got caught by my neighbor busting out some tunes. Luckily she was walking her five poofy white dogs, so who is she to judge?
I've now lost 2.5 pounds. In a month. 2.5 freakin pounds. I know all that crap about how its not the scale, its how I feel in my pants, and I'll be honest, the size 16s I bought are way loose and my 14s feel better, but I want to see poundage!!! So, I'm stepping it on up. And I'm bringing in an extremely fit and mean lesbo to help me out via her video, 30 Day Shred.
I'm on day 2 and I already hate this biotch.
At 8:01pm (kids go down at 8 on the dot!) for 30 days I will do The 30 Day Shred. I will. I will. I will. I'm also going to try to throw in walks and workout videos and continue my Couch to 5k thingamajig. Cause mama is tired of being tired.
The workouts are so hard on Lola too.
I can honestly say with 100% assurance that I will never be pregnant again (the surgery I had on mah angry uterus shut down the baby factory). So, every pound I say good-bye to is good-bye forever. And ever and ever. That is why I wanted to do this on no diet with no gym. Because I wanted to relearn my habits and know I can do this for life. Knowing myself, going on a diet would mean gaining all of it back the minute the diet was over. I'm focussing on eating a million more fruits and veg and cutting my portion sizes drastically. I am tracking calories on myfitnesspal.com. (my name on there is saraqualls, friend me!!!!)
And I don't want to rely on a gym. I want to be used to finding ways of working out when it's raining, or a holiday, or we have a sick kid, or we are saving money. It's too easy for me to make up excuses. I'm learning to hold myself accountable. It's hard! ****
****I'm not saying that if a groupon comes out with half price jazzercise classes that I won't snatch that baby up and dust off my jazz hands. Mama just found out they have a daycare!!!!