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.

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?

Moving

Now that the end of our stay in our townhouse is coming to an end as we are embarking on becoming home owners, I’ve started cleaning out 9 years of my life and 11 years of my husband’s. Most days surrounded by whatever stuff is in the room that I’m cleaning, I’m asking myself how the hell did we get so much junk??? A good portion of it comes from friends of ours moving and us taking their stuff, good ideas for projects landing in our guest room never to be thought of again, and the absolute failure to ever go through our master bedroom closet. I’m thoroughly excited though because getting rid of the clutter now will hopefully discourage clutter from storing up again.

Packing and cleaning has really taught me a lot about myself and my somewhat newly pregnant body. The main thing is that I seriously cannot do what I used to do as effectively. It has also taught me that I have to set up time limits on physical activity. The first overhaul day, I spent an hour cleaning, vacuuming, packing, bringing stuff up and down the stairs, and man the squats I was doing! After that day I was exhausted. My ass literally hurt when I went to bed and when I woke up. So I made a game plan, I would work for 45 minutes putting stuff in boxes, trash bags, etc. and then take the last 15 minutes of the hours (like cool down) and take everything downstairs to the trash, vacuum, and organize for movement the next day sake. This worked so well last week that this week I’ve pumped it up to almost 2 hours as of yesterday. I did take like a 10 minute break in-between to let my stomach muscles calm down before the clean-up of the clean-up.

This is our donation pile area. And also the culmination of about a week and a half of work and clean up. I’m starting on the downstairs more thoroughly tonight.

I can tell my body has missed being able to do workouts.  After the clean up, I feel really rejuvenated. I was even able to eat a salad last night! Granted I now crash a little earlier than I used to after all this work but it feels good.

I’m getting excited about having the move and things done so that I can focus on walking (I’m not even going to kid myself saying running) again especially as the weather gets so much nicer. I’m even going to set up a little yoga area for myself in the bright sunshine area of our new house. I can tell that I’m going to need as much yoga as possible in my life very soon.