There was planking
I am very proud to say that today I rowed for 17 minutes on the rower at the gym. It may not seem like much, but it was the most I've been able to do. I did some interval training between those 17 minutes and then about 50 minutes of weight training plus a little walking and stretching later. I've been watching videos to get the proper rowing technique down. Just getting in to that movable seat so low to the ground is a triumph.
During that session, I climbed on this bad boy (all by myself), and did pull ups and dips. I'm short. It's tall and big. I think of it as 'the intimidator". I was proud , dang it.
Also during the weekend, I managed to get a Zumba class and a Yoga class done , but otherwise I guarded the spot in the sofa that is moulded to my butt shape.
I mourned Lady Sybil and yelled at Lord Grantham--Downton Abbey.
I job searched for my husband and sent him links. It's a group effort.
I paid a dang medical bill I didn't want to pay.
I sent an email to my nutritionist that I'm struggling, so now I'm sending daily emails to her with calorie counts, exercise info for the day--for accountability. Ya mean I gotta actually budget/count the calories? total calories today 1680
I made soup. I baked and ate a sweet potato. Coffee..lot's of coffee.
I watched two movies: The Women in Black on HBO (with the actor that plays Harry Potter-very creepy and atmospheric) and also on Cable-Twilight Breaking Dawn part I on Tv and now I want to go to the theater to see part II.
I started reading Sean Anderson's Transformation Road book on my Kindle from the blog "Daily Diary of a Winning Loser". Uncanny how similiar we were in relation to food. Sean is a good writer. I find myself wanting to highlight certain statements.
must read Kindle instructions on how to highlight
The mantra that got me through Yoga when I was planking and donward dogging and doing the warrior was...." I AM HERE".
which is to say I am here, I'm doing this, I'm not on the sofa, I'm not in the bed, I'm not at a superbowl party, I'm not eating, I'm doing something to take care of myself.
I also remembered that I need to 'mother' myself. That might mean comforting or setting limits or just listening.
I miss my mom and have lately wished we could have a cup of coffee together or a breakfast of eggs and toast and just chit chat. I want her advice. I want to joke around with her.
There was more, but those are some highlights. Even though I wrote "dang" a lot it was a better weekend. Yea, it was better.
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You are doing great!! I've always say it's babysteps, one in front of the other. Stay strong
ReplyDeleteOmg..... Your comment about your Mom.....got me teary eyed
ReplyDeleteSounds to me like you are a warrior.♥
ReplyDeleteI admire you for your commitment to exercise.
ReplyDeleteI've been missing my Mom a lot lately with the divorce and moving decisions. How I would have loved to talk with her about it. And yesterday, when it was finally decided, I wanted to tell her about it. I guess I could, she just wouldn't be there to answer.
Love you... PB