Down 1.6. That damn 20 lb pound mark is so close yet so far away. 2.1 lbs to be exact. Maybe this will finally be the week. I don’t think I have anything big or monumental this weekend that could throw me off.
Not like this past weekend where my family spent about 6 hours on Saturday eating. Really my uncle just kept putting out more food about every hour.
Good news is I got a run in during my lunch break, and I was down to an 11 minute mile. Down from 12:30 two weeks ago. Now to work on my distance and going more than a mile at a time. At least I’m getting faster right?
Just going to come out and say it. This week wasn’t great numbers wise. Or eating wise. At this this past weekend.
Going into the weekend I had gone for a few runs, and I’d been eating well, and looked like I was going to get close to hitting the 20 pound total mark.
Then the weekend happened. I traveled to a work banquet where I drank more beer than planned and ate more food than planned. Then I went home and hung out with my parents where I ate candy (not too much but more than I have in the last few months) and pizza, and just more food in general.
But I was still able to be down more than a half pound from last week, despite actually gaining weight over the weekend. This week I hope to stay on point, but I know that I’ll be heading to Missoula to see family for Easter, and we do a huge brunch/lunch on Saturday where I’m sure to over eat.
The good news is my mom and I are planning to get some M hikes in, and at least I’m not expecting too much from this week. I do what I can to move forward and lose weight without cutting out the things in my life that I enjoy. I’ll get to my goal someday. It may take longer than some people, but for me it’s really important that I do it in a way that I can maintain. That I keep a lifestyle I can enjoy.
So there’s that. 16.3 total pounds lost is not something to get mad about. I’ll just bring the awesome to this week.
and my vacation to Raleigh didn’t hurt me as much as I thought it would.
When I got back from Raleigh I reluctantly weighed myself even though it wasn’t a Monday. I had gained about 2 pounds while I was gone, give or take. I was actually pretty excited about that because I drank a lot of beer and wine, and also ate a lot of food that would not be classified as healthy. Healthy for the soul yes, healthy for the body no.
But today I did my Monday weigh in, with clothes, earlier I forgot before I got in the shower, and I was actually down a half a pound from before I left. And that was while I was sick last week and didn’t really get any exercise in.
I think right now I’m getting by on blind faith or dumb luck or something. Or maybe I am doing something right, and something can be said for just enjoying the moments in life when they come up, and not stressing over them but not overdoing it either.
Onward and upwards. Here’s to another week of getting healthy.
Guess it’s about time I recapped my time in Raleigh last week. Now that my cold is starting to go away, and I’ve finally gotten some decent sleep since being home.
Short version: I had an amazing time! It was so great to see my friend and her family and it was really hard to get on the plane to come home.
Long version (read at your own risk):
So Kara is one of my very best friends that I made while I was in grad school. We came from very different backgrounds and yet that really worked for us. Her family really became my mid-west family while I lived in Iowa, because I couldn’t get home for some holidays and they always included me. We have the type of friendship where we settle back into it so easily, even when we haven’t seen each other for years.
Her parents, brother, in-laws, and myself all gathered to help her celebrate her 30th birthday. She admitted it really was just a way to get all of her family and friends in one place. We had a couple of down days just hanging out, drinking, cooking, and laughing until we cried before her birthday.
Her and her husband rented a party bus for her birthday on Saturday so we could take a tour of some of their favorite breweries around the Raleigh area. So we crammed all her family and some of her friends from Raleigh on the bus and had an amazing time. She has great friends who take you in as their own once they meet you. I remember them from her wedding and they were great then and still are. Below are pictures from the day of shenanigans. Yes I’m wearing a beanie. It was my hipster beanie. And yes I look really drunk in that picture with Kara’s brother. I get it.
After the breweries we headed back to Kara and Matt’s for a few more drinks and some pizza. Yea it was at about 9:30 pm. That’s one of the glorious things about getting old. That part of the night is a bit more fuzzy for me but just as fun.
Sunday Kara’s family had to head home, but we were a crew in rough shape. Most of the day was spent on the couch or the air mattress, watching tv and trying to drink enough water to make the headache go away.
Monday Kara had taken the day off from work and I had her all to myself. She drove me to UNC, Duke, and NC State’s campuses. I got to wander around a few of them. UNC’s campus is unreal. So pretty. And Duke’s buildings are so pretty. I can understand why people would want to go to school there. We had a nice long leisurely lunch, and then she took me to a state park in the middle of town where we went on a “hike.” I use the term loosely because it was much different than a Montana hike, but wonderful either way. We got to chat and hang out and catch up and it was so wonderful. We grilled for dinner and drank wine on the porch and stayed up much to late. That night really made me count my blessings for the wonderful friends I have in my life. I wish we could all live closer and I could see my friends whenever I want. But it also made me realize that I could live on the east coast. I have enough friends there that I could make a good life even if my family wasn’t as close as they are now.
On Tuesday Kara had to head back to work, so I had scheduled some meetings with academic centers at NC State and UNC to get ideas on how we can improve our programs at MSU. I got some great information and it was great to see some facilities of big time programs.
My flight home to Montana left Raleigh about 7pm. It was really tough to leave. it really was a perfect weekend, and just what I needed to really feel more like myself. I’m back in Bozeman, and getting back into the swing of things. This trip really helped me re-charge my batteries.
I just don’t want it to be another 2.5 years until I see her again. Here’s hoping some east coast jobs open up.
Last weekend I tried cross country skiing for the first time. Holy balls it’s hard. Like way harder than downhill skiing. Okay maybe not harder just different. I feel a lot. Like more than I’ve fallen in the last 3 years of downhill skiing.
During one of my oh so graceful displays of elegance and poise, I hurt my thumb. From my years of sports experience I totally thought I just jammed it.
When I got back to work on Monday I checked with one of our athletic trainers (bonus to working in an athletic department is having built in doctors and trainers) to make sure I was correct in my assessment. Yeah I wasn’t. She told me it was at the very least sprained but more than likely I tore something. So last night she had me meet with the hand/wrist doctor. Confirmed. Partially torn ligament. Braced up for the next 3-4 weeks. If that doesn’t help heal it they could put me in something more permanent.
So this doesn’t make working out any better. No push-ups, or burpies, or anything involving dumb bells. So looks like it’ll be running, and planking, and crunches for me the next few weeks.
I will gladly take any suggestions of things I can do while dealing with my bum thumb.
So I stepped on the scale yesterday to do my weekly weigh-in and hadn’t lost any weight last week despite going for a 5 mile cross country skiing trek.
I wasn’t happy with that so I weighed myself again this morning. 1.7 lbs lost. That’s better.
So I am officially over the 15 lb mark. I just went into our weight room at work and lifted a 15 lb dumb bell. That thing was heavy. I can’t believe I had been carrying around that much extra weight for so long.
Here’s to moving forward and getting better everyday.
So today I asked our nordic coach for some tips for cross country skiing since I’ll be going for the first time this weekend. (Yeah I know it’s weird that I live in Montana and have only been downhill skiing before).
Her response was it was just like walking. Oh and bend my knees on downhills. She also told me I was probably going to fall on the downhills so I should be prepared to report those to her.
This will be a fun adventure. At least I’m good at laughing at myself.
So this is just your fair warning. I don’t want this to be just a health and fitness blog or turn into that. I really want this blog to be things I like, and things that are happening in my life, but right now health and fitness are a really big part of that. So I guess it is what it is.
I guess I wanted to write this post for those that need the inspiration to make a change. To take that first step to getting healthy and fit. I know for the longest time I tried and tried, and then would fail. Time after time. Nothing would click for me. Life would always seem to get in the way. I think we all have that a-ha moment when things change for us. When we make those changes, and they start to stick. I am by no means an expert at this. I’ve only been plugging away for about 4.5 weeks, but for some reason, this time it’s different. This time things are clicking and feel like I’m making progress to a healthier and fitter me.
For me the change happened about 2 months ago. Things at work weren’t awesome. I felt like I was kind of at a stand still and I wasn’t being challenged. I love where I live, but I think I was also getting that itch for something new. I knew I wasn’t totally happy with where I was at in life and I needed something different, whether that was a move, or a new job, or a new house. I just needed something different. Then one weekend I was headed home from a weekend visit to see my parents and I was in a car accident on some bad roads. Luckily it was just me and no other cars were involved. I came out of it just fine, but my car wasn’t so lucky. (I am all for Honda Accords. I loved my car and that thing was a tank. Granted it got pretty smashed up and it ended up being a total loss, but that bad boy did a great job of protecting me).
There was so much stress trying to deal with my insurance, and then thinking how having to get a new car was totally going to blow my budget, and just life in general, I think I was sinking into some form of depression. It just felt like things were spiraling away from me.
So I called my friend. She had been doing a new eating plan, and had managed to lose about 30 lbs since December. I asked her if she’d be willing to share, because at that point my life felt out of control and I needed some control back. This seemed like an great way to get that control. With this 4 week plan every meal is planned for me as well as snacks. And really it’s good food, so not so much of a diet, but re-teaching my body about portion control and putting good food in my body.
I got started on Monday Feb, 17th. This past Monday I hit my 4 week mark. In that time I’ve lost 13.5 pounds, which may not seem like a lot, but I keep reminding myself I’m moving in the right direction. In all honesty I probably have at least 80 more to go, but everyday is one step closer in the right direction.
I stick to the plan as much as possible, but I allow myself to enjoy a meal out with family and friends every once in awhile. I work out when my work schedule allows it, but I don’t beat myself up if I only get a walk across campus in. It’s not about rewards and punishment. It’s about doing what’s best for my body. Doing what’s healthy.
My clothes are starting to fit better, and I’m feeling so much better about myself in general. And really I think I needed to have this control back in my life. I needed to have a feeling that I was back in charge of something in my life. This is something I can control.
I’m not going to go back to where I was, but I’m not going to deny myself the chance to live life. Because if I do that then I’ll end up right back where I was. Right now I’m changing my lifestyle. I’m not just losing weight.
Sorry for the long rambling post. But if it can help one person make that decision to change their lifestyle than it serves its purpose.
God speed everyone. And don’t forget to bring the awesome every single day in every single way.
So yesterday my friend and I were talking about how we wanted to learn how to cross country ski, because through our rec center you can rent skis for $15 for the weekend.
Then we started talking about how it was supposed to snow. And the mountains were supposed to get crazy snow. Then we decided we should probably think about taking a half day today so we can head up to Bridger and go skiing.
I called her when I got home. (I needed to make sure my snow pants still fit. They were more than snug in the fall. I think my weight loss helped cause they fit!) So we decided okay yep we are doing this.
Well this morning I checked the snow report at Bridger and they have had 23 inches of new snow in 24 hours! That’s bananas.
It’s going to be an amazing day. Thank you snow for coming during spring break when I have the liberty to just take off for the day because all of my students are gone!
That’s how many pounds I’ve lost in the last 3 weeks. I probably could have lost more, but I spent the weekend with my brother, and I just couldn’t resist the ribs for dinner, or a breakfast pasty after church. But I still hit my 10 pound goal so I’m pretty freaking happy/impressed with myself.
I’m gonna be honest. I’m kind of struggling right now. Life isn’t as awesome as I’d like it to be. As much as I’ve always embraced where I was in life, lately it’s been hitting me like a ton of bricks that I’m not where I thought I would be at this point.
But that is beside the point. Today I found out that my aunt is having to sell her small business that she has run for 28 years. My aunt is one of just a handful of female airplane mechanics in the US. Years ago she developed a composite material that they used to repair airplanes and has built her business to the point where she speaks at schools and trains new airplane mechanics how to use her materials.
Her having to give up her business in enraging me for a few reasons.
Most airlines are outsourcing their repairs and even builds of aircrafts to countries overseas. She’s having a tough time competing with these overseas businesses.
She is female. Running her own business in a completely male dominated world. When she was in school over 30 years ago she faced so many challenges trying to be female breaking into this male dominated field. And yet she did it. And thrived. And managed to gain the respect of so many of her male colleagues.
Lately as she’s been trying to keep her business afloat, she’s been getting screwed over by bigger companies. One of them being Boeing. They broken their contract with her as well as screwing her out of some royalties. She’s between a rock and a hard place because no lawyer she talks to is willing to take on Boeing. Another case of big business walking all over the little guy. My aunt who has built her business out of her home with the help of my uncle so that she could also be their to raise my two cousins.
I keep reminding myself that in my life things could always be worse. And today finding out about my aunt made that all to clear. This angers me on so many levels. Not just because it’s my aunt and she’s family, but because even if this were someone else there would be so many things wrong with it. Outsourcing work overseas, keeping women out of male dominated fields, the big businesses walking all over the little guy with no second thought or any repercussions.
It’s just so frustrating to think about right now. And maybe I’ll feel better when I know my aunt will be okay and gets back on her feet. But I can’t help but feel bad that she’s losing something that has been such a big part of her life.
I guess I don’t even know what else to say. I just hurt for her, and for other people who have to go through these same things. It just doesn’t seem right.
I’m trying a new eating plan to try to help lose some weight or at least get me jump started in the right direction. Well at work on Fridays we do a thing called Fat Friday, where someone signs up to bring treats like donuts or pastries of some sort.
Well today i sat with my co-workers and enjoyed the awesome Olympic conversation and stared down those 36 donuts and drank my tea. Not one ounce of sugary goodness was consumed.
So I’m trying a new eating plan that has worked for my friend in the past. It basically plans all your meals and snacks for you which is kind of nice.
Today with my lunch I’m supposed to drink some vegetable/tomato juice (yes I realize it’s 2:45 and I’m just now eating lunch). So right now I’m pretending that this icky juice is actually a delicious bloody mary.
Having a conversation with your boss and letting them know that you aren’t feeling quite fulfilled or challenged in your job lately. Even though you absolutely love your job, and the people you work with, and your students.
A weekend with a super cuddly and goofball yellow lab.
I was dog sitting for one of my good friends this weekend and I absolutely adore his dog. One of the best things ever is her reaction to seeing me after I haven’t seen her in a few weeks. She gets all shaky and whiny and can’t get close enough to me. Now if that doesn’t make you feel loved I don’t know what will.
We spent a lot of the weekend outside, since we finally had sunshine again. I would throw her ball for her and she’d bring it back. She also spent quite a bit of time rolling around in the now softening snow, trying to bury her ball and then dig it out again.
Then after a long day of playing we’d curl up on the couch, and she’d snuggle up to me, and we’d watch the Olympics.
I know I sound lame right now, but really it was good for the soul. I feel very refreshed and loved after this past weekend.
I’m not one to really complain about the cold. I live in Montana and I chose to live here. It’s winter, it’s gonna get cold. I get it.
But what I don’t like is when the building that I work in if also freezing cold and my space heater isn’t working and all I want to do is curl up in a blanket and my comfies and get warm. Why can’t I wear a sweatshirt to work when it’s this cold? If we don’t get days off for cold or snow the least you could do is let me where my warm stuff to work. I’ll even wear my MSU sweats if that makes it better.
Also will someone go out and start my car for me so it’s warm when I leave tonight?
Spike Lee and Ray Allen have been discussing the possibility of making a sequel to their 1998 film, He Got Game . I’m here for the resurrection of Jesus.
There is so much nostalgia wrapped up in this link. I remember seeing this movie in May 1998 when I was a freshman in high school. It was a first date with a guy but also a group date. That’s how we rolled in the country.
There is something about this movie that I love. It’s Ray Allen. Purest shot in basketball.
Okay now I need to go home and have a date with Jesus.
I feel like I’m in a funk right now and I really don’t know what to do about it.
Last weeks epic meltdown really hit me hard. And I still don’t know why it was so bad. Mental and physical exhaustion maybe?
Like I don’t want to be at work, but I don’t want to be at home. I don’t want to be by myself, and yet I’m not super motivated to hang out with my friends. Nothing excites me right now. I feel like I’m just going through the motions. And I don’t like it. It doesn’t feel like me.