One Month Weight-In

For the past 2 weeks I've been on the Fail Train when it comes to working out. We've had a lot of upheaval here and I've been getting over my horrid dry socket from having my wisdom teeth pulled.

Is that enough excuses? I'm going to move on now.

I decided to do a mini weigh-in at my sisters house on the 4th. There is no scale in my house, I've always felt that a scale was a scary thing that didn't belong in my inner sanctum, staring at me and mocking me with ever Hostess cake I consume. I was expecting to see absolutely no change from my weigh-in a month ago, imagine my surprise when the scale claimed that I had lost 6 whole pounds! WOOHOOO!!

That was the lovely kick in the ass that I needed to get over my throbbing pain and work out. I worked out Friday and Sunday and managed to weigh myself at the gym where I had initially gotten my weight. I was shocked when the gym scale gave me a 9 pound weight loss.

Shock me, shock me, shock me! I'm actually losing weight. O_o

Day PAIN

I haven't been working out at all for the past 5 days or so, but I'm confidant that I'm not gaining any weight. You see, I had my wisdom teeth removed on Thursday and haven't been eating anything except broth and the occasional piece of rice.
As far as dieting goes, that probably a major win. On the pain scale I'm out of the park. I cannot believe how much this shit hurts! I know, I'm embarrassingly old to be getting my wisdom teeth out (28!) but my former dentist always told me that they were so small and far down that they probably wouldn't ever bother me. Yeah, he was a quakenstein because these bad boys hurt for several months before they were removed.
If this helps with my weigh-in this week it will have all been worth it. Maybe...

It's Monday and I've died

Okay, maybe not DIED, but I feel like it with this monster cold I have. DD has off school today and it's snowing like a motherbeeper, I really don't want to do anything or go anywhere. I suck at driving, just in general, I'm really a crap driver, but when you add snow? I'm a danger to society. So, I'm not going to the gym today, I don't want to risk the lives of untold civilians.

Since the gym is out, I've been doing... crap, I was going to lie there and be all like "tons of cardio and pilates...oh and push ups!' No lies. I'm doing nothing. I'm sitting on my bum, whining about the cold I've contracted and playing around on FB and BBC. Maybe I'll force my living in sin partner to drive me to the gym when he's done with work. Oh! or I could shovel, that's probably worth some calories, right? We'll see what I end up doing, but I have a feeling it's going to be a whole lot of nothing.

Blah blah, it's Thursday

To day I didn't work out. I was amazed at how guilty I felt about not going and working out. Lately, I've been hoping that I turn into one of those psycho ladies that LOVES working out, they love it so much that they work out every day at least once a day for a minimum of an hour. I think I could get there, maybe not the love working out bit, but the working out every day part.

I didn't work out today because I decided to take the kidlets to a fun play world place and meet up with my best friend and her kidlets. Let me tell you, I did "work out" today. I had to follow DS all over the tunnel structure, I was climbing, crawling, running and lifting for 3 hours, total cardio win, so I lost a bit of the guilt.

I did horrible on food today. I skipped breakfast, I skipped lunch then ate a bunch of snack type things at 2-ish. For dinner I made my super healthy lasagna (read: not healthy at all) and because I was so damn hungry, I ate 2 pieces of it. I'm not talking 2 dainty girlie pieces either, they were 2 man sized pieces. Now I'm sitting here feeling bloated beyond belief, but hell, it was so worth it.

Day Something or Another

I worked out again today for about 45 minute. I also had a big fail moment when I ate a Little Debbie cake this morning.

Aaaah! I couldn't help it! The little bastard was sitting there calling to me. It was practically taunting me to eat it. I only did it to show the jerk who was boss, clearly I am, since I ate it and destroyed it.

Day Whatever

Okay, so I went to the gym today. I didn't kick my ass Anne style, but I did work out hard. I did 15 minutes on this elliptical/stairmaster/treadmill thingy at 4 resistance, then I did some weights (hell yeah, I'm all hardcore now). I biked for 15 minutes then did floor exercises for a bit. I ended up working out for about an hour and I feel pretty good about that.

I did much better food-wise today too. I skipped breakfast because breakfast blows and you just can't make me eat it, but I had a salad and some soup for lunch. Dinner, I had a grilled chicken breast and steamed carrots. I had a few snacks today, but I limited myself to fruit and my sugar-free Jell-O. Doesn't that sound tasty? MMmmmm!

Tonight I went to a super cool MOPS meeting and met some very nice ladies, some of them were talking about doing stroller jogs at the indoor park. It sounds like something that I might do in the future, possibly after I learn to like jogging. If that ever happens.

Oh! I figured out that I'm serious about this whole workout thing now. I bought gym shoes. I haven't owned gym shoes since middle school, so big ups to me and my new pink gym shoes. Working out is much easier on my feet now that they're properly attired.

Day 5

All aboard the FAIL train. Again, I didn't go work out. The excuses are just mounting.
Today I hung out with a super awesome lady at the Children's Museum in the morning. After bringing the kiddo home and having lunch and his nap time, I went back out to spend time with my bestest bestie. We mall walked a bit and then had some insanely unhealthy Panera.

Blah. Calories consumed eleventy bajillion.
Exercise done, nada zip zero.

Fail Fail Fail.