1/2 way through day 4 of rocking WW like I'm wearing spandex on stage with a microphone. I feel 100 x's better mentally. Physically, my body is hating me...but I'm not using that as an excuse.
I've been alternating between the exercise bike, treadmill and floor exercises in a mini circuit training routine. I ride 5-7 miles on the bike...it's all my tail bone will allow, then I immediately switch to the treadmill for a 2-3 mile walk and then back to the bike for another 5 miles. I end my routine with floor work. Back stretches and stability ball stuff.
I popped my elbow yesterday...it wasn't some exciting pool dive into the dirt hole or anything...just getting off the couch, pop, mother fucker...ouch! It doesn't hurt to bend, just to straighten. So no salutes for this girl. I also have this weird neck, left, lymph node pain going on...can't the health Gods just give me a flippen break already?
I'm not letting any of that get in my way. I'm sticking to my plan of less processed foods, more fruit and veggies, lean meats, low carbs and tons of water. I'm sticking to between 19-24 points. I'm not eating my aps and I haven't dipped into flex. Not saying that I won't ever...but I'm trying to jump start things.
Jess is "closing her kitchen" at night and I've adopted that as well. I find that when I watch TV in the room connected to the kitchen, my mind focuses on the fridge and the pantry door like I'm going to win a prize if I pick the right one. Nope, not happening. I plant myself on the exercise bike or treadmill for my TV time. Foo Hamster, doin' her thing. A big wheel would be so cool. I know they now make treadmills that run the power for your TV...nice in theory, but not practical for porn late at night.
Did I just write that? Guess I'm getting my mojo back. It's amazing what 3 solid days of feeling in control with life will do for your self confidence. I got my hair cut, colored and highlighted yesterday...I actually steamed my clothes for work this morning and I'm headed to the dentist for my 6 month cleaning.
The extra weight stopped me caring about the little things. I did keep up with the Brazilians because once you go there, you can't stop. Porn and Brazillions, my oh my what a wonderful web search.
I'm getting a pedicure on Saturday as my reward for getting my ass back in gear. I'm pretty much doing daily rewards because stuff like that motivates me. So far I've purchased a couple of magazines, I had a nice bath soak with some Birthday Cake Philosophy...it was like dessert in the tub. I've painted my toes (about 3 times) and I've purchased some H2ydro flavored waters as rewards for exercising. It doesn't take much...but the little "special" things really do help when you are getting back on track or just starting out. I know it will get easier as time pushes on.
My plan for tonight is a 4 mile walk with a friend. We had to cancel last night...so tonight it is. I still got in a workout while watching the Biggest Loser last night, so I didn't skip because plans changed. That is huge.
I haven't stuck to my "No morning WI" plan...but today it stops. I will not weigh myself until Tuesday. That is going to be so hard, but I have to push through this fixation with the numbers. I feel good, I'm doing great, I'm much more pleasant to be around...that should be my judge and jury, not the scale.
Last but not least...I wanted to thank the lurkers that posted links to their blogs...YAY, more fun stuff to read. :o)