53 Days Left to This New Habit

And ... not really 53 days, since I took the 3rd day off. Wed was Step class, the next day was Treading Thursday on the eliptical, and Friday I was immobilized. One leg still doesn't want to do anything (why not both, I wonder?). Today, however, I shall walk it off. I'm sure that will help.

The question is, is it legal to continue my countdown, if I took a day? Or, do I have to start over?

Day 4 or is it Day 3?

I'm so grateful to everyone who is undergoing the same learning process. Diane, at Loser for Soup, just posted some great inspiration. Gracias. And the Ridge alums on FB are great! This isn't a fix-it-and-be-done process, obviously. I'm good with that so long as I'm not alone.

1/4 of the Way to a New Habit ... Or, So I Thought!

Biggest Loser FB entry talked about it taking 6-8 weeks for something new to become a habit. I've had a GOOD 2 weeks on the exercising (see my calendar of honesty). Thank you BLR for reminding me that it will not feel normal for a while, yet.<< Oh, my GOSH!! Talk about honesty! I just tested the calendar link and saw what it looked like to the public, without the rest of my schedule filling-in every freaking minute of the days. There were my meager little attempts to move 2-3 days/week, just staring me in the face! Swear ... I really thought I was being good! Well, no wonder I have a problem!>>

If I had the cash, I'd check in at the Ridge for the 6-8 weeks and get this habit going! I probably shouldn't have done the Hawaii thing, but too late.

I'm off to find my abs ... then I'll be sure to record it on the calendar of smack-yourself-in-the-face-honesty.

Ok, So I'm Not an Inspiration

We all go through tough motivational ups and downs. I am marching on!

My decision to re-up at BLR lasted about a day. I really got myself out there and moving, thinking I had a long way to go to get myself back into enough shape to go get in shape. Then, a strange thing happened on the way to the registration button ... I realized I could do it myself, because I WAS doing it myself. I could put the money elsewhere.

Some friends and I are cruising Hawaii during Thanksgiving, instead. I can't wait, but here's the downside. I stopped moving! What the HECK is wrong with me? Was it knowing I wasn't going to get beat up at the ridge, or do I just always quit after a few days? Here's what I do know. I spend waaaaaaaay too much time on work, but not because I'm so conscientious, though I am. It's really because I love, love, love all things computer, so I just keep dawdling.

Who let HER in here?

GIVING UP?

Today I entertained a total giving up on this whole thing. I'm so incredibly tired everyday that I'm not moving and, because I'm not moving, I'm more tired. I would have to go to bed at 7:30 to get a full 8 hours, and I have an 8-hour body. Staying at work until 5ish every night isn't helping. I left by 3:30 today, but only because I knew I had the whole weekend to work. I don't know what I'm going to do about this.

I almost signed up for another week at BLR during Thanksgiving, and I still may. I NEED to get back into it! It's just so hard, when your head is foggy. Something has got to happen, quickly.

Grammi isn't very happy with herself.

... AND THEN THE NEW SCHOOL YEAR STARTED

Help! I've totally destroyed any good habits that were created this summer. The new year hit and I was back to getting up at 4, being constantly exhausted, and having appointments or meetings or simply class-related work until I couldn't think anymore. If I skipped the gym (usually), I beat myself up. If I went (RARELY), I was in horrible shape the next day due to lack of sleep. It wasn't just the hour spent working out, but that invigoration would keep me from crashing by 8pm. And so, another less than adequate night.

Four weeks into the new year and even the weekends have been solidly booked. Today, I managed to finish my grading and planning on Saturday. Mind you, I'm still in my jammies and the house is a wreck, but my school work is DONE. With a positive attitude, I'm going into tomorrow as a normal person who wants to move it in order to feel good. Our lovely weather has been over 100 and humid, but I'll set the alarm and get out there early. I really can't wait. Really!

My "message" for today was: All reform is from within however restricted your circumstances. Look inside yourself to see something not in order. Seek to right that. Honest. I didn't make that up. PS: Even weirder! My tired eyes came from a site titled "No Excuse Sunday".

I Only Look Chubby

You know what, guys? I think there was something to that hypnotic suggestion.

Whatever the reason, I'm feeling lithe on the inside. Of course, the mirror doesn't seem to get it, but I'm thinking that will come in time. Changes have been made.

I have a better attitude toward exercise; trying to change it up a lot. I even went to Zumba yesterday. Yes, I looked the fool, but fortunately, so did our teacher. She's learning it too and I actually thank the universe for that. Who cares if you're looking ridiculous along with everyone else? I'm actually disappointed if something pops-up to prevent me from doing my "pre-shower hour". This has actually happened, believe it or not. I know, it seems unlikely during a vacation break with no significant other, etc., but it has.

Food choices haven't always been Biggest Loser approved, but the quantity has been noticeably smaller. By choice, no less.

Bottom line is that, WHATEVER it is that's making me feel good, I do feel good.

A-ha Moment

So I was taking my big walk this morning (4.2 miles) and it was HARD! Everything hurt ... my foot bones, ankles, knees ... they all hurt. Really. This was ridiculous. I had just walked nearly 5 miles the weekend before, and they didn't hurt this much during that hike. Whatever ... I dragged my fat hiney onward. About 3/4 of the way through, I had a revelation!

Of course I hurt! I was lugging the equivalent of two, 30-pound sacks of flour around with me for over 4 miles! Two of them! Have a skinny person try and do that.

It helped. Still hurt, but I just told myself that it's going to be SO easy when that weight is off my feet.