I am still in. . . .in the competition that is. I dropped from #20 to #22, and the top 27 remained, so while I am still "in", I am NOT even close to the top three and the final prize at the end. That is ok though, I have said all along that I am not in it to win it, but rather to develop life long habits (such as exercise). I must say that on the days that I don't exercise I feel bad (physically and mentally). That is a big change for me. It the recent past, it used to be that on the days I DID exercise (which weren't many) I felt bad in every way. Progress.
Boot camps are still T-O-U-G-H. Not getting any easier, and on the days that I go with the general population and not the WFMH group, they are really killer. The physically fit people still look down their noses as me, and some still appear to feel sorry for me, and NO ONE wants to be my partner. I DON'T CARE. If they only knew the progress (albeit small) I have made, they would cheer me on, and maybe not fear having to be my partner. Their loss. On the other hand, I LOVE the Friday boot camp. Those are my people, they are floating in my boat, and understand everything about my journey to fitness. I don't feel bad when I have to do the "modified" version of an exercise in front of them, I don't feel bad when I am the last one done running (yes my friends, I am RUNNING), and I don't feel bad when my stomach still jiggles like the Thanksgiving jell-o mold. They are my people. They understand, they cheer, and they keep coming back, knowing full well that it will be another ass kicking hour of exercise!
Running. Now don't get excited, I am not training for a half marathon, or even a 5K, but I am also not running to the street anymore, and consistently running (jogging really) to the bridge with minimal walking, but it is progress. The WFMH people are getting a Saturday morning walk/run club going and I am seriously considering doing it. My bucket list is short, and the top of it is to complete a 5K with doing more jogging than running. Baby steps.
Eating. Damn, that still kills me. If I could be more consistent with that, I would be farther up on the list. I love food, and I hate to journal about the food I love. As long as I am exercising and the #'s are moving down, I am not going to freak out about the food. I am doing as good as I can right now, and rather than get my anxiety all out of control, I am going to accept things as they are.
My family is still being awesome about all of this. BK has NEVER complained about me being gone to boot camp or meetings, and is ALWAYS supportive of my progress. THAT is comforting in and of itself. I owe them all, but hopefully if I establish and maintain some healthy habits, they will follow suit and in the long run we will all be better off. I want my kids to make exercise a routine part of their lives so that when they are 40 they are not in my situation.
The numbers to current. Nothing astonishing, but at least they are less than they were on 8-29-10. Weight is down 14 lbs., abdomen circumference is down about 3 1/2 inches, and body fat is down 2.9. I'm certain (positive) I would still fall into the "obese" category, but who really gives a shit what category they are in as long as they are doing something to change!
So, that is the latest. I'm headed to dance for my daughter tonight, which means walking for me in order to keep on keepin' on.
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