Actually that title is pretty ironic, because I didn’t really eat the best lunch. However, I had a fantastic lunch break. The partner at my job gave us tickets to the St. Louis Cardinal’s baseball game. Of course we couldn’t stay and watch the whole game, but it was the best lunch break ever. The Cardinals got 3 runs in the first inning! It was such a nice get away from the office. After work I went to boot camp class. Lyle kicked our butts! I thought it was just me, but everyone agreed that class was really tough tonight. I couldn’t figure out why it was so hard, I walked 3 miles with my friend yesterday and didn’t miss class on Tuesday, but I still felt so out of shape. That was until I realized the level of difficulty of the stuff that I was actually doing; like holding a push up plank for who knows how long and continuous ab intervals followed by sprints. I was able to keep up, but it was difficult. I thought about it and realized, I don’t suck, it was supposed to be hard, and it was supposed to hurt. Somewhere, between the leg lifts and the jumping jacks I said to myself, I pay this man to torture me. And I do recall one time I told him that I thought he was trying to kill me, and he reminded me that it was just the opposite; he was trying to make me better. I guess why I keep going back….I know I haven’t mentioned it, but I had 2 good weeks on the scale at my Weight Watcher weigh-in. But the crazy part is that I don’t really feel that I can celebrate it, I didn’t even tell y’all that I lost weight since my bold declaration that I was sick and tired of not losing weight. I don’t discount it, or feel like I don’t deserve it, I just don’t feel like I’m where I want to be yet. I know, you’re supposed to take victory in all of your accomplishments, but honestly I can’t until I know for sure that I am back on the right track. I need to lose at least 4 weeks straight to be satisfied, otherwise, I just feel like I’m still maintaining. I realize that I’m being really tough on myself, but I have to if I want to see a change….. Well it’s pretty late, so I’m going to get some sleep, but I’ll leave you this, my silly “brother from another mother” got in my car with me, right after I left boot camp and told me I smelled like “spoiled baby milk!” Can you believe that?! Who says something like that? I explained to him that if he done all the strenuous exercise that I had just finished, he too might be sweaty and not smell fresh!
What Did Carli Eat Today?
B- Apple and Granola Bar
L- Cheeseburger and Pretzel at the Baseball game (could I fit in anymore carbs? )
D- Pasta con Brocolli (I guess I did find a way to squeeze more carbs in)
S- Strawberries, lo-fat cool whip, a small shortcake.
First of all, Lyle called me twice this week about coming back to boot camp class, so I had to go. I was so nervous on the way to class tonight. I knew it would be super hard, not only because I didn’t participate in the last session, but also because I skipped my weekend workout and haven’t worked out since Thursday. As soon as I started the warm up jogging lap around the track, I felt like a school kid in trouble, I needed to write over and over on the chalk board “I will not skip a work out; I will not skip boot camp class.” One lap is about 1/4 of a mile and half way through, I was already starting to hurt. Argh, my stupid knee, and now my ankle. Push through I told myself. Luckily, it was just my body warming up. Nothing really bothered me during the rest of class. But, I was the last one around track. I couldn’t believe it. I’m so competitive, I hate being last. I know that physically at this point, I’m not going to be first, but I certainly don’t wanna be last. I knew I had to step it up. Then we did “5-10 -15-20.” That was 5 squat thrusts, 10 arm band pulls, 15 leg lifts and 20 jumping jacks, and repeated the intervals for 10 minutes. We were outside since the weather broke, but Lyle still found a way to incorporate gym floor suicides. After the suicide runs and ab exercises, we had a relay race. I coached myself “okay, Carli this is it, don’t you be the reason your team loses the race”… After the girl on my team slapped my hand I took off running and gave it all it had. I almost scared myself how fast I ran. I think everyone had the same idea. Lyle eyeballed the finish line, and fair and square we tied. As long as we didn’t lose, I was happy! Well I’m off to take a shower because Nyah keeps sniffing me throwing doggie hints that I stink.
Hey everybody! I previously mentioned to you that I made a new Couch to 5 K podcast. One of my dedicated followers picked all of the new music. He loves the music, but I think it’s a little too slow for running. It has lots of Rock, Grateful Dead and a whole week dedicated to the 80′s. Most of the artist I’ve never even heard of. However, I realize that my original podcast is geared toward my age and music demographic. I want to expand and reach a larger crowd, and help more people. Is anyone willing to try it out? If you are willing to be my human guinea pig, just leave a comment or send me an email and I’ll let you know how to get a copy of it. Thanks!
P.S. PETA lovers please don’t attack me. I just used “guinea pig” as a figure of speech.
This morning started off with an all you can eat Fried Chicken and Waffle breakfast at church. I was so apprehensive about it. I’ve done a really good job of keeping my points these past few days, and I was so scared I might go overboard and eat too much. My Big Little sister was hosting it, otherwise, I would have skipped it all together. I took my time in the buffet line and tried to make good choices. I ate 2 wings, turkey bacon, eggs and one waffle. I skipped the grits, pancakes, sausage, croissants and orange juice. The weight watcher program works if you work it. You can eat everything, just in moderation. It felt so good to feel in control, especially in a setting like that. The rest of the day was super busy and I ate at the closest fast food place, Jack in the Box. I didn’t have time to look up points, so I relied on the menu and the healthy dining symbol. I got the steak teriyaki bowl. I figured anything is better than a burger and fries, right?….. WRONG! When I finally got a chance to look it up, I discovered that it was almost 800 calories!!!! I was so mad. In what world is 800 calories “healthy dining”??? It tasted good but it wasn’t worth all those points. I only had 3 points left for dinner. I drank a lot of water and ate a Healthy Choice frozen meal. Which ironically enough is actually a ”healthy choice” I ended up only using 2 of my weekly overage points. Not so bad considering I was bamboozled by Jack in the Box. Lesson learned, look up the points BEFORE you eat it.
For some time I’ve been meaning to try out the Weight Watcher e-tools and see what it was all about. However, having done weight watchers in the past, I just couldn’t imagine how useful it could really be. I thought to myself, why would I want to type up my food when I could just write it on the weekly paper tracker. But, boy oh boy was I sooooo wrong. The e-tools are great! It’s so much more than just keeping electronic points. There are so many different aspects of it. For example, you can type in what food you ate and it automatically pulls up the points value. And you can even select different restaurants and see the points values. You can track not only your daily points balance, but your activity and your body measurements. I’m such a nerd; I had so much fun playing around on the site. I checked out Jennifer Hudson’s 
WW blog and read about how good she feels after losing weight with weight watchers. I even went to the mobile e-tools from my phone. I’m so glad that I decided to give it a try. It was perfect timing for my new ”sick of just maintaining” attitude. I tracked everything I ate today (even the mayonnaise on my lunch sandwich). …I worked out too. My friend came over after work, I picked up the little sister and we all went to the gym. Even though it was raining, my friend wanted to put on ponchos and walk outside in the rain with an umbrella. Now y’all know I wasn’t going for that! Once we made it to the gym, I started out walking around the track with her, but I felt like I wasn’t doing enough. Then me and the little sis went down to the weight room. I got on the elliptical and cranked it up a few levels. After 20 minutes I was really sweating like boot camp class “sweat in your eyes” sweating. Then I got on the Fitness Ball
and did sit ups and pushups. Then me and the little sister finished up with some free weights
. It was fun to mix up the routine like that. Then we went back up to the track and walked the final 3 laps of my friends 3 mile walk with her. I feel great! I like feeling like I’m on the right track and in control.
What Did Carli Eat Today? Yea I had a donut, so what…I didn’t go over my points allowance
Actually that title is pretty ironic, because I didn’t really eat the best lunch. However, I had a fantastic lunch break. The partner at my job gave us tickets to the St. Louis Cardinal’s baseball game. Of course we couldn’t stay and watch the whole game, but it was the best lunch break ever. The Cardinals got 3 runs in the first inning! It was such a nice get away from the office. After work I went to boot camp class. Lyle kicked our butts! I thought it was just me, but everyone agreed that class was really tough tonight. I couldn’t figure out why it was so hard, I walked 3 miles with my friend yesterday and didn’t miss class on Tuesday, but I still felt so out of shape. That was until I realized the level of difficulty of the stuff that I was actually doing; like holding a push up plank for who knows how long and continuous ab intervals followed by sprints. I was able to keep up, but it was difficult. I thought about it and realized, I don’t suck, it was supposed to be hard, and it was supposed to hurt. Somewhere, between the leg lifts and the jumping jacks I said to myself, I pay this man to torture me. And I do recall one time I told him that I thought he was trying to kill me, and he reminded me that it was just the opposite; he was trying to make me better. I guess why I keep going back….I know I haven’t mentioned it, but I had 2 good weeks on the scale at my Weight Watcher weigh-in. But the crazy part is that I don’t really feel that I can celebrate it, I didn’t even tell y’all that I lost weight since my bold declaration that I was sick and tired of not losing weight. I don’t discount it, or feel like I don’t deserve it, I just don’t feel like I’m where I want to be yet. I know, you’re supposed to take victory in all of your accomplishments, but honestly I can’t until I know for sure that I am back on the right track. I need to lose at least 4 weeks straight to be satisfied, otherwise, I just feel like I’m still maintaining. I realize that I’m being really tough on myself, but I have to if I want to see a change….. Well it’s pretty late, so I’m going to get some sleep, but I’ll leave you this, my silly “brother from another mother” got in my car with me, right after I left boot camp and told me I smelled like “spoiled baby milk!” Can you believe that?! Who says something like that? I explained to him that if he done all the strenuous exercise that I had just finished, he too might be sweaty and not smell fresh!
