Step Away From the Cake

my husband that is. Over the past few years he has put on a bunch of weight. About 5 months ago he went to the docs and weighed 193ish. I got my new scale the other day and last night he stepped on it and weighed 178. That's awesome!! Really!! He's not even trying and he dropped 15 lbs in a couple of months. I'm really happy for him I am.....Okay, truth is I'm going to kill him.....Bastard ;)

There is a TV ad about quitting smoking that says all the times I tried to quit before were just practice for this time.  So that's how I'm going to view this time too.  All the previous times have just been practice, this is the real one. I started the day with a first thing in the morning weigh-in. Thankfully I did not see the number I saw last night - yeah!!!  But it's still not great.  My new scale also measures % fat, % water, bone mass, and muscle mass.  Since weight fluctuates so much from day to day, I'm going to record all the data for at least a month and get averages on all the numbers. I'm going to plot everything on a graph so that I can see how it changes.  I need to get a handle on this. For me, information is power. The more I know about something, the better I can deal with it.  For example, I've been fighting a sweet tooth for years.  I absolutely can not resist sugar and once I eat it I generally keep eating it.  Then I...

Like most people who have battled with their weight, I have a love/hate relationship with my scale.  I've had one most of my adult life.  Even in my younger days when I really didn't have a weight problem I always had a scale in my bathroom.  Then 20 some odd years ago I started Weight Watchers for the first time.  I kind of bought into the scale kool-aid they were selling, that having a scale at home is not a good idea, you should only weigh in once a week and not every day...yadda...yadda.... (yes, I'm watching Seinfeld). So I threw my scale out.  It was liberating.  I felt free and unfettered. I also stopped going to weight watchers and ended up gaining 75 lbs.  Not. Good. Fast forward 10 years or so and I am really struggling with my weight.  I break down and buy a scale.  I buy one of those new, fancy bodyfat calculator scales - I paid a freaking fortune too. I started weighing myself and gradually started to get my weight under contro...

So my last run, 3 days ago, really showed me that there is a badass living inside of me.  Unfortunately she apparently sleeps a lot.  The next day I did some Turbo Jam - I really like that workout - it's tough but easy to adjust to my own level.  Also, it does Capioera which I love and would love to take a class in.  Okay, so I did that and felt great.  Yesterday I had a run scheduled.  I got up and it was pouring.  I decided to wait out the rain and then run but then I got hungry.  So I ate.  Then it cleared up and I just ate so I had to wait, but the time I could run it was hot, hot, hot.  Also, my glasses broke the night before and I had to make an appointment to see the eye doctor.  They squeezed me in at 11:20 yesterday.  And I had to drop my car off because it had developed a nasty shimmy at high speeds plus I broke my side mirror and needed to get that fixed.  Oh, and I had to run to the glasses place to have my gla...

I don't know why, but every time I realize that it surprises me all over again.  I guess my prevailing view of myself is not a badass.  So, how do I know she exists?  Well, it's like this,  I was out for my run and I'm doing 8/1 intervals 4 times.  From where I live I have a huge variety of choices on where to run.  They all include hills, just some more than others. So as I head out I decide to go the way that is a giant loop.  I like loops! Doubling back tends to make my "oh crap, I'm not done yet"  kick into high gear.  But doing a loop allows me to challenge myself by seeing how far I can get and try to do better every time.  So I head out for the giant loop.  The initial part of this run is flat but then it goes uphill. And I turn the corner and go uphill some more.  And turn another corner and go uphill even more. By this time I'm at a decision point.  I can turn right and add a little extra on to the run or I can tu...

Today begins my shifting of my habits. At the end of May I got myself a FitBit . It's a cool little, souped up pedometer that tracks a whole bunch of stuff. I love it. In the beginning I was excited to see how many steps I went every day and how many calories I burned and all that good stuff. Lately I find myself forgetting to check it. It also gives you all kinds of cool graphs and charts. I pulled up my history to look at the steps I've taken over the past 30 days and here's what it looks like: As you can see there is not much consistency. Some days I take 18,000 to 20,000 other days I'm lucky if I get in 6,000. So that is something I need to work on and it begins today. So my goal this week is to log 15,000 steps every day instead of 6,000 one day and 20,000 the next. I think consistency is a better way to go. Also, I will track my food. I will, I will, I will . That is something I have been dropping the ball on seriously. I have given up the illusion...