Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Day 14...16 to go

Up 0.1 lbs!  Ugh!  It's ok.  I'm ok.  I'm not going to let it get me down.  Really.  I'll wait to freak out tomorrow if I gain more.  I think I would be totally fine if I didn't lose weight everyday, it's the gaining that is really getting me.  Somebody else told me today that it was because I was replacing muscle with fat.  You know...muscle weighs more than fat.  I'm seriously considering going to do the dunk trunk (body composition testing) just to see how much muscle and how much fat I'm dealing with.  I'm really kicking myself for not doing it before the diet to see where I started.  Currently, I'm feeling very muscle-y.  I just got back from CrossFit and it was a tough workout.  It was called Barbara.  5 rounds of 20 pull-ups, 30 push-ups, 40 sit-ups, and 50 squats.  When I got done, I was sure that I would be able to see the cuts in my triceps and shoulders.  Nope.  Apparently, it's not that quick.  I do feel stronger.  I'll give you that.  I can't wait until I can start seeing some of my strength.

After CrossFit, I literally forced myself to go run 3 miles.  I almost bailed on myself.  Tracy and I are doing a completely idiotic race in early January.  It's the Disney Goofy Challenge.  It's a half marathon on Saturday followed by a full marathon on Sunday.  It's worse than goofy...it's stupid.  It's going to be painful and we are paying to have pain inflicted on us.  We did the marathon last year and I swore I'd never run another one.  This is completely Tracy's idea.  I just couldn't let her do it alone.  I am a little competitive and I don't need her getting one up on me.  So, clearly, I had to sign up.  We are already training for it.  Every time we tell our husbands we are already training, they say "It's not until January!"  I'm pretty sure neither one of them has ever ran 39.3 miles.  Anyway, our plan is pretty manageable as long as we just do what we are supposed to.  You don't have to quit your job to train.  All you have to do is run twice a week for 30-45 minutes and then do your long mileage on the weekends.  Some weekends have longer miles 2 consecutive days to get your body used to it.  Last year, I severely underestimated the short runs during the week.  I would easily blow them off because they were only 30 minutes.  I mean, how much could 30 minutes really help you?  A lot apparently.  Tonight I was scheduled to do a 30-45 minute run.  I had already decided that I was going to do it after CrossFit.  After "Barbara" I didn't really feel like running.  I almost talked myself out of it.  But in the end, I said "suck it up!".  I did it.  It was a very slow pace because  my legs were slightly seized from the 250 squats...ok, I'm always slow, squats or not, but that's beside the point.  The point is I did it.

The run was the 2nd success of my day.  The 1st came at the company lunch this afternoon.  Saint Weaver catered Jim & Nicks barbecue.  I was pretty excited about the choice because I love their meat.  I knew there would be some delicious mac and cheese, so I came prepared with my own sweet potato as my side.  On either side of me were people eating the famous Jim & Nick's cheese biscuits.  If you've never had these little bits of heaven, they are tiny little muffin like forms that are warm and filled with cheese.  They are even a little sweet.  Bread, cheese, and sugar....my food trifecta.  You don't get better than that.  I watched as my neighbors savored each morsel.  I stayed strong.  Then came the chocolate cake and the lemon pie.  For the love of Pete Ms. Weaver!!  First cake day, now catered catastrophe! The worse part was when I was helping clean up afterwards.  I actually had to wipe down the dessert table where I had to brush the crumbs from the table into my hand.  I literally had a weak moment where I thought about eating the pieces of chocolate icing that I had in my hand from the table.  Sick, I know.  I stayed strong.  I remembered what PJ posted on Facebook the other day - "Last night, I was stronger than a brownie".  This helped me stay strong.  I am stronger than the food I love.  I am. And, I am getting stronger everyday.

Until tomorrow...

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