Friday, January 27, 2012

WW Weigh-in Friday

I have been doing Weight Watchers for 3 weeks now. My first weigh-in was January 6, and it was a little depressing. Let's just say that my little $10 scale was WAY THE FUCK OFF! My first official weight 214, giving me 32 points per day. I've been playing around with my points a little, trying to optimize weight loss while still eating enough to have energy for running and working out.

Week 1: 
The weekend after I weighed in the first time, I had a little "farewell" party for myself and did not track points at all. As I recall, there was pizza, soda, chocolate, and there may or may not have been a few bags of Twizzlers involved (family size, natch). Starting Monday, I got right on track with tracking, and hit my target each day. Friday the official WW scale showed a 3.2 pound loss. Saturday I totally bonked on my long run.

Week 2:
During the second week, I tried eating some of my 49 "anytime" points each day to make sure I had enough energy for running. That worked a lot better. At weigh-in I was down 1.8. I then commenced to eat the hell out of some pizza for dinner that night and pretty much buffet'd my way through the weekend (pizza is a gateway drug, you know!). By the end of Sunday (my tracking week runs from Monday through Sunday), I had dipped into my exercise points, and I even quit tracking it was so ugly.

Week 3:
For whatever reason (um, maybe my weekend binging?) I had a hard time getting back on track on Monday. I haven't gone hog-wild crazy, but I have used more anytime points than I planned each day...although, this is probably a better strategy than skimping during the week and binging on the weekend. This morning's weigh in had me down only .6. Don't get me wrong, I will take it, but I am going to continue to tweak my daily points and the foods I'm eating so that I continue to lose and am still able to "comfortably" do my long runs as I train for my March half. And let me just take this opportunity to say...THANK YOU, WW, FOR FREE FRUITS!!!

My thoughts on exercise points:
I track them because I like to see them there, like a savings account, but personally I think WW is a little generous in handing them out! Running 3-4 days a week and hiking/cross-training 2-3 days a week easily gives me in the neighborhood of 50 points! My goal right now is to eat my daily points and "anytime" points, but leave the exercise points in the bank. For sure I do not feel deprived on 266 points a week!

So far I am really pleased being back on WW. I was getting so frustrated feeling like the scale was not moving, thinking there was something wrong with me, but now I clearly see that I was just plain eating too much. I was totally overestimating the amount of food I could/should be eating based on how much I felt I was running. To reach my goal weight, I need to average about one and a quarter pounds per week through the end of the year. I think that is totally do-able, and I am already ahead of schedule.

This weekend I am definitely going to make an effort to stay on plan and quit treating those two days like a free-for-all! My plan for next week is to try and hit a target of 34-36 points per day during the week, saving a little more for the weekend (can anyone say Superbowl Sunday???). And, no more burying my head in the ice cream bucket sand...if I bite it, I will write it!!!

Journal, Journal, Journal!

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Pizza is a Gateway Drug

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I love pizza. Actually, I loooooooove pizza. Everyone at the local CiCi's uknows me by name. They recognize my voice when I call to place my weekly Friday night order. I order pizza on Friday nights for two reasons: (1) it is the end of the week and all I want to do is crash on the couch and relax, not cook - um, not so different from the other 5 days of the work week...or the weekend, for that matter, and (2) I have gotten in the habit of doing my grocery shopping on Sundays, at the very last possible minute before the work/school week starts because I. Hate. Grocery. Shopping, so by Friday the cupboards are usually pretty bare.

Lately there has been one more reason...WW weigh in is on Friday mornings, so I feel like Friday is a good "splurge night" because I have a whole week to be good before the next weigh-in. 

However, I think I am going to have to say good-bye to Pizza Fridays because, well, pizza is apparently my gateway drug. Not only do I have a horrible tendency to throw all semblance of moderation out the window when pizza is placed in front of me (last night my plan to eat two pieces turned into three turned into four and a half...FOUR. and a HALF), but pizza seems to get all the "feed me yummy fattening food" synapses firing in my brain and then all too often I end up indulging in more...and more...and MORE of whatever is in the house. 

Last night it was the Mountain Dew I thought I could limit myself to a small glass of, followed by a handful of J's chocolate Krave cereal, followed by a big bowlful of Krave cereal...I ended up eating 57 points yesterday, 36 of them at dinner and afterwards. That's more than an entire day of points in the span of a few hours.


So, good-bye pizza Fridays. I am not saying good-bye to pizza altogether, but I will only have it once a week at Whole Foods after my Tuesday night run, where I buy it by the slice. I think Friday's will become spaghetti night, since Saturdays are long run days. 
I will now consider that gateway...CLOSED!

Today I am grateful for:
  • my crockpot
  • Smart Wool socks
  • a clean kitchen and money-motivated kids
  • Roku
  • Groupon

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Jane, Get Me Off This Crazy Thing!

It's already January 18, people. We are already almost two thirds of the way through January.


Monday, January 16, 2012

Lesson Learned

After my half marathon in November, when I decided I wanted to do more, more, more! I sat down with my magazines and my calendar and planned my next few races. One race I was very excited to do was the Washington, DC Rock 'n Roll Half Marathon. I grew up in Maryland and have family to stay with in Virginia, and it is the weekend of C's birthday so I thought it would be a fun birthday trip.

After getting through the Christmas shopping and end-of-the-year and beginning-of-the-year bills, I whipped out my deba-deba-deba-DEBIT card this afternoon and went to register.

This is what I saw...

What??? It seems that for me, DC this year is not to be! I grumbled. I whined. I may have shed a tear. I definitely kicked myself swiftly in the ass for not registering earlier.

And then, I did this...

I am glad I have a race to run, but I definitely learned my lesson...REGISTER EARLY!!!!

While I was at it, I registered for this, as well...

The challenge is to run 2.5 miles to the Krispy Kreme, eat a dozen donuts, and run back to the start. I am doing this with C, and we are running as casual runners, not challengers...I am pretty sure I know what would happen if I tried to eat a dozen donuts on any day, much less in the middle of an 8k! As casual runners, we are allowed to carry our donuts back to eat later (or share with others), so that is what we plan to do. I think it's something every runner in the area should experience, and I am excited to be doing my third race with C!

And now I must list some family heirlooms on Craigslist to raise money for the other races I want to run this year...before they are sold out as well!

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Goodbye, 2011

I realize I am a few days late doing the whole "year in review" post, but I have a good excuse. Really. I was sick! Yes, I rang in the new year laying on the couch sniffling and coughing and whining about how I was supposed to be RUNNING the next day, out on the trail with dozens of "resolutioners" I would secretly be wanting to look down my nose at but would actually be cheering for because yay! Congrats! And also because, hello! Wasn't I one for years before I got the fitness habit to "stick?!" I wish them all success!!

I'm still feeling a little whiny about not getting to run for almost a whole week, though. It started on Wednesday - after my morning run, thankfully. Oh, look, I shared that already:
"Now I am laying in bed nursing a serious cold and trying to ignore the contents of my closet piled all around my room because late last night Project Closet Organization morphed into Project Scratch My Head and Wonder Where All This Shit Came From and Where the Hell is it Going to Go Now, but I got my run in, so everything is A-OK!"
Or not...I thought it was going to be a one or two day cold, because that's how long it took my 13-year old to kick it. I should have known better. I think it was actually the damn flu. Wednesday afternoon I took the kiddos roller skating, for which I deserve a medal. Seriously. I sat through four hours of loud music, flashing light, disco ball hell feeling like I wanted nothing more than to crawl under the table and take a nap. My cold got progressively worse over the next several days - I even had to cancel postpone Christmas with my parents from Saturday to Sunday.

I had big plans for my vacation and most of them got way-laid (like laundry plans and organizing plans and "starting the new year off right" plans), but most importantly

I did not get to hike once!

There is a bright side: at least it wasn't the swine flu that infected me two years ago. it's 2012 (time flies and all that blah blah blah) and I have done some reflectin' that I feel like sharing (surprise!).

2011 was a really good year for me.

I got to my lowest weight probably since I had my first child, having lost nearly 70 pounds.
I gained back 25 of those pounds.
I did not give up and quit.

I set running goals and "ran" after them.
I achieved them.
I set more.

I ran a half marathon. 

I have always envisioned myself as an "outdoor girl." 
When I was young and had horses, I was that girl.
Then I married my couch and we lived unhappily ever after...until now.
I rediscovered my inner outdoor girl and brought her out to play.
She is here to stay.

I made some dreams come true. 
I made progress on others.
I realized some weren't really mine and gave them back.
I dreamed some new dreams.
I'm runnin' those down, too!

I forgave myself.
I challenged myself.
I surprised myself.

I realized I am so much more than I ever gave myself credit for.
I expect others to treat me so much better than I ever did...before.

I successfully navigated an entire year raising two teenagers and one teenager wannabe.
They all survived, too.
Actually, we did more than survive. We thrived!

Yes, 2011 was a really good year. But 2012 is gonna ROCK!