5 lbs Down!

Since rejoining the fitness bandwagon a week ago today, I have lost 5 pounds! This is huge for me. I know that this is mostly water weight but it feels good. The constant feeling of being bloated and just blah is starting to go away as well.

Here are things I’ve done this week to jump start the weight loss:

  • cut the soda every day at 3 pm habit
  • no more before bed ice cream
  • cut excess bread out (super love bread)
  • bought healthy snacks to keep at work (cheese and olives)
  • drank at least 70 oz of water every day (trying to get back up to a gallon a day)
  • tracked everything I ate religiously-even when it was bad (yummy Cook Out!)
  • limited carb intake
  • added Apple Cider Vinegar shots a few times a day (usually about 15 minutes before each meal)

I know that it is a long road ahead of me to get to where I want to be but I’m at a point where I’m really ready to make positive changes all around.

This was probably one of my favorite meals from this past week. Smoked chuck roast with a baked potato. I gave in to the fact that I will probably never fully get away from all carbs in the this world. BUT, I can make a decision to eat the ones that give me fuel instead of the ones that make me want to nap.

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Getting Back On Track

Today starts my new journey of getting my fitness levels back on track. Baby J has pretty much weaned off the boob and I told myself when that happened I would start back all those healthy habits that were abandoned during pregnancy.

Before going back to work, I was 7 pounds shy of pre-baby weight and about 17 pounds shy of where I was when I was running races, going to kickboxing, doing PiYo, and/or Cize near daily. I felt so good and felt that I looked good too. However, after getting on the scale this morning after a weekend of fast food, I have gained a whooping 16 pounds since going back to work the first week of October. This is just unacceptable but I know exactly how and why it happened. The picture below is Hallowen and I still felt awesome and although I had gained a bit I was still able to be active and wasn’t having teenage boy skin.

When I came back to work my milk supply started dropping off from not being with him as much. I didn’t respond well to pump and started amping up my calories to make up for it. I was still drinking the sodas and eating all the wonderful, bready carbs that settled my stomach when I was pregnant. Because of depression and just wanting to make more milk, I stepped away from the scale so that I wouldn’t have that anxiety reek havoc on my mental stability and then negatively impact my milk supply. I wasn’t paying attention to what I was putting in my body and about a month ago I started seeing and feeling the effects. My skin is going wonky, feeling oily, and constantly breaking out, my stomach seems to be getting bigger and bigger, and I started feeling worse than I did when I was pregnant. As much as I love the picture of me and my little dude below, I can look at it and pick apart things I don’t like about it and I HATE that.

I know what I’ve been doing wrong, or at least wrong for my body type, and I’m making some changes to correct it. I thought about throwing myself 100% into Keto but I think I’m going to start by moving into the low carb world. I know this works for me. When I did keto the first time, when I started running and doing races nearly every weekend my body needed the carbs. I’m trying to be gentle with myself because I know that when I get stressed I eat and I feel like I am one big ball of stress 99% of the time.

This week I’m trying out some new low carb recipes, ditching the soda habit (again for like the millionth time), and watching my caloric intake. Slowly each week, I’m going to add in a healthy habit. I’m hoping by Memorial Day weekend to be back in a few of my old summer shorts.

Here is my goal for myself. I felt amazing after this run, I love the bright colors, and the tan skin. I was there once and I know with a little work I can get there again.

What are some of your healthy habits that make your life better?

Changing Mindsets

I’m finally out of the boot! I wasn’t able to run the Harbortown 5k but I was able to walk it and this year’s experience was much better than the last.

I did run across the finish line but I walked the rest of the race.  I do love walking certain races because I actually catch some of the fun stuff along the way.  I was the only one in my running crew that actually noticed the jell-o shots. And I totally had one!  I love races with jell-o shots.

Because of the parking situation with the Gibson 5k, we did not run that one.  I was both disappointed and glad at the same time.  I can honestly say I am not at all sad that we didn’t run it.  The shirts were super lame this year too.

Like seriously Gibson, that’s all you got? Susan’s shirt was already starting to have pulls in it the day of the race and the neck was so tight for all of us that it is not even worth wearing.

The week after this race I did light workouts in fear of hurting my foot again before I went on vacation.

We went with my family to Pensacola Beach.  I was able to hit 10,000 steps nearly every day! We swam, we walked, we ate, we fished, we hunted for seashells, and Tristan caught several blue crabs.  This was the second best vacation we ever went on, the first being our honeymoon. Here’s the whole gang on our last full day at the beach.

This vacation taught me a lot about myself and my relationship with exercise.  I felt amazing each and every day and didn’t mind getting my photo taken in bathing suits through out the day either.  The last time we went we only got one photo of me that wasn’t a total head shot and it was because I was excited about a fish I caught.

This is me back in 2013, the week before I started my fitness journey.

This photo popped up on my timehop feed and I just couldn’t believe it. I had to create a before and after photo.

After our vacation my husband was going through Google photos and realized that Google did not think I was the same person.  In so many ways I am not the person I was then.  I’m happier, more active, more willing to try new things, and feel anxious if I hadn’t worked out in more than a day or two.  I love being outside even when it is hot and look forward to getting stronger and better every day both physically and mentally.

I still have days where I wish I was improving faster, losing more weight than I have, and running faster miles and I get frustrated because I’m not. PCOS makes my journey sometimes a bit more difficult with some bumps in the road but it also lets me know that it is not a weakness in my mind that is causing these bumps which helps.

This has been the biggest mindset change during my mental health journey.  I’m much more than what the stats are showing.  I’m a person that is changing wholly through this process.

The Stars and Stripes was the final race in the M-Town Series and it did not disappoint me at all.  I seriously love this race.  The race was a bit longer than last year’s but my time was about the same.  I drank a nuun before the race which upset my stomach and I twisted my ankle again due to a pothole.  If it wasn’t for those things, I know in my heart I would have finished in about 40 minutes.  Coolest swag ever.

Here’s some pictures from that race.  Gah, I love it so! I also got some pretty sweet new kicks 🙂 my pumas were hurting my feet and causing some issues from wearing out too fast so I went back to my faithful Nikes.

Brigitte did amazing in her second 5k! So proud of her!

And Tristan met me for some fireworks, burgers, dogs, and watermelon afterwards before we headed to Heber Springs for the weekend.

I also did a comparison photo for these two races. The pictures from last year are some of my all time favorite race oriented pictures and I felt that was the healthiest time for me last year.  I had finished PT and was feeling awesome. There is at most a 2 pound difference between these two pictures but the person in them looks so different.

This really reaffirmed for me that pictures tell the story of our weight loss journey even more so than the scale can.

This weekend is the anniversary of running my first ever 5k and I can’t wait to see how much I improve even from last year.

And here is one more picture because of the sunflowers in the background.

Life in a Walking Boot

Me and my ultra sexy foot gear.

On May 20th, I was put in a walking boot because I have a stress fracture on the top of my foot.  I was really bummed out by this news. Mainly because it meant I couldn’t run one of my favorite Memphis races: Zoom thru the Zoo.  I love the fact that it is a longer distance than 5ks so it makes me feel so strong when I finish it.  Instead, I decided to make a sign and cheer for runners at 2 points during the race.  I was one of the first signs they saw and one of the last signs. Here’s me and my sign.

I didn’t expect to get as emotional as I did watching runners cross the finish line but it really was a great, emotional experience.  I loved seeing parents cheer their kids, coaches cheer their athletes at all age levels, and just the overall support of the race environment from the spectator end.

I was told by the doctor that I could do light activities as long as they didn’t hurt my feet.  After walking around the zoo, I found out that walking was going to be out of the picture it just hurt.

Not running but just my daily activity got me past 10,000 steps that day but I hurt so bad that night and the next day.  I don’t think I’ve gotten over 10,000 steps since that day.  I also haven’t minded not getting to that number and have shifted my focus on just burning more than the 2,184 calories.

So in the past 2 weeks, I’ve done some pretty cool things being stuck in this boot. I went swimming at my friend Shelly’s pool.

We had a great time grilling out afterwards and drinking some ciders.

I experimented with my new Jamberry nail stuff.

Went to a free yoga class via a Yelp event and got some really cool swag from it afterwards as well. The class was at Delta Groove Yoga Studio which is in Overton Square here in Memphis.  I absolutely love the studio. Shelly was awesome enough to go with me as she is knocking on her second trimester right now.

During this mini-adventure, I have lost 3 pounds because I’ve been a lot more careful about what I’m eating.  I think also carrying around this 4 pound weight via the walking boot has helped a lot too.  I’m still having some slight pain some morning when I wake up but nothing like it was. I’m hoping to get the all clear when I go back to the doctor tomorrow.  Here’s hoping that he tells me that it’ll be okay to do the Harbortown 5k tomorrow since it is for the organization that I work for.  Last year, the weather caused it to be a bad experience for me so I’m hoping that it isn’t the case this year.  It was one of my favorite running shirts of last year and I can’t wait to see what this year’s is like.

Here’s last years:

It also had this amazing view:

Just looking at the view is getting me excited about going.

I’ll let everyone know what the doctor says!

Love!

Speaking Honestly

Is hard.

Positivity can be one of the hardest things to constantly hold onto when moving through a fitness and wellness journey.

When I was younger, losing weight was solely based upon looking better.  I wanted to be skinny and fit in certain clothes.  In middle school, my best friend dropped 75 pounds because she would only eat 3 oreos a day.  She also became a raging hangry monster. Even though she was mean after losing the weight, every guy in our class now desired her and wanted to be her boyfriend.  This really messed with my head at a pivotal stage. This is when I truly became obsessed with every bite I put in my mouth and exercising.  I remember every day I would try to get 100 crunches and 25 pushups in before bed.  I had a stack of workout videos that I would play on repeat learning every single move.  We didn’t have a scale in the house so I used measurements to track my progress and would go crazy and not eat anything except supper for a few days to get those inches off.  My parents knew my weight bother me so encouraged any eating modifications I wanted to make like going vegetarian or not eating beef or pork.  Because I was so obsessive about these things nothing ever really stuck.

Late my freshmen year of high school, I met a new group of friends that were not obsessed with boys or their weight and I became happy.  I started singing in the choir which required some dancing, participated in other things with my friends, and the weight fixed itself a bit.  I was by no means skinny but the guys that made fun of me through middle school and early high school were suddenly wanting to date me come junior year.  One guy would call me Flipper, you know the freaking dolphin, in freshman year and when we asked me to junior prom I flat out told him no because of the way he treated me when we were younger.  He said he called me flipper because flipper was cute.  I called him a liar and went with a very good guy friend and had a blast.

When I started working in food, I was terrified I would gain weight but it had the direct opposite effect.  Where I was around it all the time, I would forget to eat.  When I started dating a co-worker and we went out to eat, I scarfed down our lunch like I hadn’t eaten in weeks.  I then realized I hadn’t eaten since the previous Sunday when I had dinner at my grandmother’s.  It had been over a week.  This is when I realized I had an eating disorder.

Since then my weight has been a complete yo-yo.  I’ve had good years and bad years.  Before my latest journey into fitness, my goals were very shallow.  I wanted to look better, I wanted to be able to look good in certain clothes, etc. In truth, something that is hard to admit through the typing of the keyboard, I didn’t feel that I was worthy of love or friendship when I was at certain weights.  I wish there was a body positive movement then as there is now because the harm I’ve done to my body by not loving it fully has caused some major damages to it.

I constantly have to be aware of not delving into fitness and health to where it becomes obsessive and unhealthy.  Since getting my PCOS diagnose, I have been in a bad place mentally which translated into me not being positive in my life and to myself.  My body was betraying me and not doing some of the basic functions.

This week I hit my 30 day mark of logging into My Fitness Pal which made me start thinking about what I’ve been putting into my body when I have been in this unhealthy mental state and the things have not been good.  We are what we eat and I’ve been eating some very unhealthy things mixed in with some very, very healthy things.  On the days where I eat a good mix of fresh fruits, vegetables, some tasty proteins I feel better. Hell, even a piece of chocolate makes me feel divine.  However, on those days where I gorge on a ridiculous amount of french fries, then have some pasta or pastries, I feel awful.  Even if I have fries and then follow it with some good ole Brussels sprouts I don’t feel bad.  But constantly putting in those unhealthy foods makes me feel bad.

Food, exercise, looking in the mirror should not be a shameful experience.  It should make us happy and smile.  This is what being healthy and going on a fitness journey should look like

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Not necessarily the body but the laugh and the look of endorphins racing over you.  This is what I want to make sure that I am focused on going forward.  Being happy about the workouts and being happy with where my journey is taking me.

Improvements

Happy Wednesday Everybody!!

I’m on week 2 of my low carb thing and things are going quite well.  This weekend I did not stick to the low carb thing quite as well as I wanted to but every day is a new day to try and be better.  In reading about changing dietary lifestyles, I think paleo and primal styles of eating say it best when they say they are 100% paleo 80% of the time.  There has to be a little wiggle room in everything that you do.

This was my wiggle room item of the weekend:Photo

Tristan really wanted to try Belly Acres in Overton Square as did I so we went. I got the Early Riser burger and it was everything that is good in the world. It had cheese, bacon, runny egg, grass fed local beef, and a waffle bun. The waffle bun gave the burger the perfect cinnamon/maple syrupy flavor.  I don’t regret a single bite of it. 🙂

This week I have already seen improvements in my strength, flexibility, and stamina.  I really like the mix of Piyo and kickboxing that I’ve been doing.  I can’t wait to start my running training again.  I have a feeling that it will go amazing this year. I’m slowly making my way to a more Keto style of diet to help fight the PCOS.  Since I’m slowly making these changes, I’ve started noticing some foods that I once loved will instantly give me a stomach ache.  It is very interesting.

PCOS Update

This past week has been extremely rough but interesting and good.

I started a new fitness schedule, started some dietary changes, and most importantly started my period. For most women, this isn’t that big of a deal.  However, when you have PCOS this can be a HUGE deal.

For the past two weeks, I’ve had severe uterine cramping.  Like I thought  I was going to die.  I almost threw up I was in so much pain. So when I made my yearly appointment on Wednesday, I asked to talk to my doctor about it and he wanted me to come in so they can take a look at what is happening in my uterus. Halfway through my work day yesterday, I started my period for the first time in 127 days.

My doctor still wanted me to come in so we can check on the state of things.  I still have cysts on my ovaries.  There are still quite a bit but not nearly as much as there was the first time I went.  He let me know that this is probably going to be what my periods are going to be like and that I shouldn’t worry too much but he wants me to call and let him know every couple of months what is going on with my cycles because he cares.

He also told me of a study he read recently where women that lost just 5% of their body weight had more success getting pregnant than those that were prescribed clomiphene (Clomid) which helps stimulate ovulation.  He really encouraged me to focus on that 5% right now and take this one step at a time.  He was extremely positive that we are heading in the right direction.

This bit of info has also given me a new way for me to look at weight loss as well.  Instead of focusing on the actual pounds to lose, I’m going to focus on the percentage.  I’ve read that even losing 10% of your body weight helps to lower all kinds of things like risk of heart attack, stroke, and diabetes.  Each time I lose a 5%, I know that I am not only closer to my goal of having a mini-Caulfield but also of having a healthier lifestyle and outlook on life.