This was my first bad week since joining Weight Watchers. By bad I mean that I didn’t lose any weight. I could blame water weight (whatever that is), or the fact that muscle weighs more than fat and I did alot of strength training, but I’ll just blame myself. I drank Mellow Yellow all week, I had pizza (dipped in ranch dressing) Friday and Saturday, ice cream Saturday and Sunday (Ben & Jerry’s, so extra fattening), and Burger King for dinner on Sunday night. Yeah, not a great weekend. I didn’t keep track of my points at all over the weekend.
The good news is that I don’t feel defeated about it. I’m not losing as fast as I would like to, but I feel like I’m incorporating more healthy habits into my life each week, and I feel better. I want to lose weight, of course, but I also want to be healthy and feel good. I’m getting there. I exercised all week last week, and took a break on the weekend. I did cardio and strength training. I’m feeling more confident because I can eat healthy and I can exercise. (I know it seems like a small thing, but it’s a boost of self-esteem for me.) Obviously I don’t need another weekend like the last one, but I feel motivated to do better, instead of beating myself up over it.
This week I’m focusing on eating healthier foods. I’ve been eating stuff that will help me lose weight, but I want to eat more whole foods and things that actually do something for my body. I’m cutting out the Mellow Yellow (haven’t had one today, but I’m dragging without my caffeine fix). I’m also trying to get more sleep, but no promises there. I know I need it, but last night I made it to bed at 11:30pm, and I was trying to get in bed early. I’ll be continuing the exercise, of course.
Last night I did Jillian Michaels’ 30 Day Shred. Yeah, it totally kicked my butt. The soreness is starting to set in. I walked for thirty minutes, with Tiffany, at lunch today. I want to go home and get on my elliptical for a little while tonight, but I don’t know if I have it in me. We’ll see…
I’m a little bit scared because I agreed to go to a Zumba class with Brooke on Thursday night. For those of you that don’t know me, I’m the most uncoordinated person ever. I can’t even clap at church unless someone else is clapping and I can watch their hands. (I’m not joking.) I’ve taken some step classes before I had Shiloh, and I loved them, but I couldn’t do the arm movements, or my feet would get mixed up. It’s sad really. Add to that the fact that I don’t dance ever. Apparently Zumba is some kind of dance cardio thing. This might be bad. Oh, and the class is an hour long. Jillian Michaels only needs thirty minutes to leave me in a crumpled heap sobbing on my livingroom floor (only a slight exaggeration), so I don’t know if I can handle this. I’m out of shape. But I’m going to do it anyway. Unless Brooke cancels on me. Then I won’t be too upset. But I need to go, so I’ll be making a fool out of myself Thursday evening.
9 Comments
September 30, 2008 at 9:21 pm
All this time I thought I was the most uncoordinated person in the world…I’m right there with ya. I haven’t worked out since last Wednesday and I haven’t even begun to work on my diet. I need a good kick in booty. I can’t seem to get motivated.
September 30, 2008 at 10:37 pm
Good luck on Thursday!
The world does not revolve around me either. When I joined my mothers ward and began to inform people of my sob story, the women were nice about it and that was that. Suprisingly it’s the men that are taken aback and have a little trouble understanding. Most of them point out that the ex is really missing out on what great kids he’s got. The women move on and make gaurentees of a prince charming around the corner.
I never heard of Down Here until you mentioned them. They sound pretty good. I’m glad you enjoyed the Canadian tour.
October 1, 2008 at 1:44 am
Well done Jenn! Keep at it, the weight that you lose slowly is the weight that stays off.
October 1, 2008 at 3:52 am
coordination… yeah, try getting on one of those dance dance revolution mats – even some of the most coordinated drummers I know malfunction when faced with level 3 up up down together left right together hop hop updownleft together… lol
surprisingly, the guy who can’t hold a simple rhythm together is an ace at them. there may just be hope…
October 1, 2008 at 11:53 am
The clapping thing totally made me laugh (I’m sorry!). It just reminded me of the dance in Grease where Doody says to Frenchy “Don’t talk, I’m trying to count.”
As far as your Zumba class is concerned, you should just say “the hell with it” and bust a move, even if you don’t know the steps. At least you’ll have fun that way, rockin’ to your own personal dance party.
October 1, 2008 at 12:18 pm
You are quite funny – what the heck is mellow yellow? Like Mt Dew? ARGH – tastes like piss you know? (smiles) I will have to try the pizza in ranch – that sounded sooo good!
Keep the booty up! If you lived near me – we could motivate each other – I so need a workout partner and I HATE to exercise and eat whatever I want whenever I want all the time. Never used to catch up to me – BUT it ’tis now!!
October 1, 2008 at 2:37 pm
Good for you…feeling good is the most important part!
October 1, 2008 at 10:32 pm
I think you are doing great–don’t get too down on yourself. At least you are taking some steps to lose weight. One week I’m all about it, the next I’m shoving KitKats in my mouth because my kid is about to get kicked out of daycare (emotional eater much?)
I laughed when I read the clap comment, too. And Zumba keeps popping up everywhere around here lately. The name reminds me of a video game. If you end up going–let me know how it was!!
October 13, 2008 at 4:38 pm
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