I'm quite certain that all of you (Nicki) have been on the edge of your seat waiting for another update on my WFMH journey. Well, let's see. . . last night was our first weekly group meeting. There were parts that were good and parts that were a bit too metaphorical for me. In the end though, it again confirmed that I can,and WILL do this. I want to be healthy and fit. . . that is my new mantra!
I struggle still though. Exercise hasn't happened yet. I start boot camp tomorrow and I CAN'T WAIT. . . serious. I have committed to 3 sessions a week and hopefully will do more at home on the non boot camp days. I received an email from my trainer today and she implied that by the end I could be jogging. FREAKING JOGGING, and she didn't mention the risk of neck injury from jiggling parts. I have always thought that runners looked so healthy and fit (mantra again), and graceful. Now, graceful and me are not synonyms by any length of the imagination. But, just the thought of saying I "went for a run" and mean it gives me butterflies. Maybe my mantra really should be "healthy and fit- HOLY SHIT", because I cannot tell you the last time I would have used either of those words in describing myself.
We went to the grocery store tonight. I ran into the winner from the first session of WFMH. She is so sweet, and didn't seem to mind me stalking her and asking 10,000 questions regarding what she did to be so successful. Let's just say we chatted for a LONG while. . .her daughters and mine are now on a first name basis! I came home with water, Greek Yogurt (LOVE it), and many other healthy options. Brady and the kids weren't quite as excited with the purchases, but they too will grow to love Greek Yogurt and Kashi cereal. NOT. My biggest struggle is what to make for supper. I'm fairly certain that the Schwan's catalog does not contain a lot of options that would make my trainers proud. (Sorry Schwan's Bob)
So, tomorrow the exercise is added. Game on, rock on, whatever. I will NOT be posting pictures of boot camp, that is wrong on so many levels. I would ask for your prayers however. This body has not even thought about that much activity in one hour, let alone participated in it for decades. I am also hoping to be able to walk on Thursday without someone thinking I have a debilitating condition. Although, technically, obesity could be debilitating, right? :)
Thanks for your continued support. Remember, I WILL be healthy and fit.
Until later. . . . . .
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
In the Begining
Day 1
I'm not really sure how one goes about setting up a blog. I read and enjoy many blogs, but never really entertained the thought of starting my own. Until today. Today was day one of the wealth for my health challenge. In the past 5 days, I read about, applied for, was selected and started this journey to overall fitness and health.
Originally, I planned to keep this a well kept secret between my husband, parents, and fellow co-workers that are joining me on the journey. That way, if I didn't do well or follow through, no one would have to know about my failure. However, it is no secret to anyone that I am the fattest (YES mom, I AM fat) that I have ever been, so why should my journey to change that be a secret? Don't get me wrong, I am not planning on a major announcement regarding my blog, but at the same time, I'm OK sharing this with others in order to journal my experiences, successes, and in all reality, occasional failures, or should I say "setbacks"?
So, what was Day 1 really about? We (all 70) participants met at Antelope Park, listed to Marty from the Biggest Loser, Season 3, and had our first challenge. (When I learn to incorporate pictures I will post a photo of Marty.) We have been divided into 4 teams, based upon our trainers and then we were presented our first challenge. To say I was nervous was an understatement. It was just last week that I walked uphill (slight incline, not even really a hill) to pick up my daughter from a neighbor's house and felt short of breath from that! My team (Body Innovations) was then further divided into 4 groups. Our trainers asked us who wanted to answer questions and who wanted to do jumping jacks. Figuring that I could at least do a jumping jack, I volunteered for that. HOLY CRAP, no one warned me that the jumping jacks would be AFTER we had to run across the park, to the sandbox, and THEN run back to where we started. I do not want to offend anyone with too much information, but between feeling as if my stomach or ass that was flopping in every which direction was going to fly up and cause permanent neck damage while running to nearly peeing myself with each jumping jack (childbirth + fat= bad combination), I had instant confirmation that this is EXACTLY where I need to be. My team didn't win the challenge, but that's OK, I was too short of breath to even notice!
AFTER this, we next were weighed, measured (neck, shoulders, chest, arms, thighs, waist, and calves), and had our body fat calculated. It was in private, NOT a public humiliation like on the Biggest Loser. Talk about a depressing experience. The comforting part (besides leaving) was hearing the contestants from the last challenge talk about the amount of weight, number of inches, and overall improved health they feel since starting 4 months ago.
While I would love to win the final $1000 prize, setting a good example for my kids, eating right, exercising and establishing new GOOD habits far outweighs (no pun intended) any amount of money. Don't get me wrong, $1000 would be welcome anytime, but I want this change to be forever, FOR-E-VER!
Tomorrow night (Monday) we have a weekly meeting, and our first group boot camp is scheduled for Friday, but it is my goal to attend at least 3 boot camps a week! I think that the term boot camp sounds intimidating, but everyone told me that the boot camps are FUN, and our team trainers are the best! I really am excited, and I can't remember the last time I was excited for exercise.
So, game on. It's a new journey, but one that has been a long time coming, and very necessary. I know I can and will do it. I'm so grateful to BK for encouraging me, supporting me and promising to do whatever he can to take care of our family while I spend the next four months (and ultimately forever) creating new habits and going from the Fat Star to the All Star. My family IS the best!
Until next time. . . . .
I'm not really sure how one goes about setting up a blog. I read and enjoy many blogs, but never really entertained the thought of starting my own. Until today. Today was day one of the wealth for my health challenge. In the past 5 days, I read about, applied for, was selected and started this journey to overall fitness and health.
Originally, I planned to keep this a well kept secret between my husband, parents, and fellow co-workers that are joining me on the journey. That way, if I didn't do well or follow through, no one would have to know about my failure. However, it is no secret to anyone that I am the fattest (YES mom, I AM fat) that I have ever been, so why should my journey to change that be a secret? Don't get me wrong, I am not planning on a major announcement regarding my blog, but at the same time, I'm OK sharing this with others in order to journal my experiences, successes, and in all reality, occasional failures, or should I say "setbacks"?
So, what was Day 1 really about? We (all 70) participants met at Antelope Park, listed to Marty from the Biggest Loser, Season 3, and had our first challenge. (When I learn to incorporate pictures I will post a photo of Marty.) We have been divided into 4 teams, based upon our trainers and then we were presented our first challenge. To say I was nervous was an understatement. It was just last week that I walked uphill (slight incline, not even really a hill) to pick up my daughter from a neighbor's house and felt short of breath from that! My team (Body Innovations) was then further divided into 4 groups. Our trainers asked us who wanted to answer questions and who wanted to do jumping jacks. Figuring that I could at least do a jumping jack, I volunteered for that. HOLY CRAP, no one warned me that the jumping jacks would be AFTER we had to run across the park, to the sandbox, and THEN run back to where we started. I do not want to offend anyone with too much information, but between feeling as if my stomach or ass that was flopping in every which direction was going to fly up and cause permanent neck damage while running to nearly peeing myself with each jumping jack (childbirth + fat= bad combination), I had instant confirmation that this is EXACTLY where I need to be. My team didn't win the challenge, but that's OK, I was too short of breath to even notice!
AFTER this, we next were weighed, measured (neck, shoulders, chest, arms, thighs, waist, and calves), and had our body fat calculated. It was in private, NOT a public humiliation like on the Biggest Loser. Talk about a depressing experience. The comforting part (besides leaving) was hearing the contestants from the last challenge talk about the amount of weight, number of inches, and overall improved health they feel since starting 4 months ago.
While I would love to win the final $1000 prize, setting a good example for my kids, eating right, exercising and establishing new GOOD habits far outweighs (no pun intended) any amount of money. Don't get me wrong, $1000 would be welcome anytime, but I want this change to be forever, FOR-E-VER!
Tomorrow night (Monday) we have a weekly meeting, and our first group boot camp is scheduled for Friday, but it is my goal to attend at least 3 boot camps a week! I think that the term boot camp sounds intimidating, but everyone told me that the boot camps are FUN, and our team trainers are the best! I really am excited, and I can't remember the last time I was excited for exercise.
So, game on. It's a new journey, but one that has been a long time coming, and very necessary. I know I can and will do it. I'm so grateful to BK for encouraging me, supporting me and promising to do whatever he can to take care of our family while I spend the next four months (and ultimately forever) creating new habits and going from the Fat Star to the All Star. My family IS the best!
Until next time. . . . .
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