I feel lately that my blog posts have turned more into a diet diary than anything else. I'm sure a lot of people find it odd that my weight-loss seems to be at the forefront of my mind in these last few months. Unfortunately, I have found it hard for myself to not lose weight unless it is something that I think about everyday and plan everything I do around. I'm looking forward to the day when I can just eat when I'm hungry, not completely avoid the treats my family is enjoying, and maybe even skip a workout if I would rather do something fun with the kids one day. I'm so close. This morning I finally hit my first weight-loss goal that I set at the beginning of the year.
It took me almost 2 months longer than I had hoped but I am finally down to my pre-pregnancy weight. I know this is not a huge deal, many people are able to do this, some before they even leave the hospital. The reason it is so exciting for me is because I lost 30 pounds to be at this weight prior to getting pregnant. If I lose one more pound I am going into uncharted territory. Since I was this size when I was 10 years old I literally only weighed less when I was in elementary school. It also puts me only about 10 pounds from my ultimate weight goal.
You may also remember that I also set a goal for myself to run in a 10K by the end of the year. If I'm being completely honest I don't think that is going to happen. With Brandon in school and me watching 4 girls during the day I don't have much time for long runs, if any runs. I usually can go for a nice jog once every other week by myself, which is not ideal for training. When I do go out, I run farther and a few weeks ago Brandon did set me up for a 10K. Caroline rode her bike, Brandon pushed the jogging stroller with the GPS and I ran. In my defense it was just after a rain and the dirt path on the Tobacco Trail was a little mushy and I had to stop for cars when I crossed the street, but I did run the entire 6.28 miles. It took me 1 hour and 9 minutes to finish with a tremendous amount of support from my husband (who by the way ran the entire way with me while pushing a double stroller and making sure Caroline could get her bike through all the gates). If you are looking for a GPS tool, I love using the Map Your Run app on my Droid. It's pretty simple and very accurate. I may not make it into an organized 10K race this year, but I know it will be a definite possibility in the future. I currently have my eye on a mud run for my next race. It's a 5K in the mud and you and your team have to make it through all kinds of obstacles along the way. I have a few friends that have done it and it looks like so much fun.
In the meantime I have been doing a lot of my workouts using the new Bob Harper website. I was introduced to it by my sis-in-law, Melanie. On the site Bob puts up new workouts every week so you can do different moves each time. It is constant body confusion and I find myself to always be sore. The workouts are only 20 minutes (I try to do 2 each day) so no one can tell me they don't have time. He shows different moves if you are a beginner or advanced, and I love it because on the Team Bob workouts you feel like you actually have a trainer yelling at you to go faster and dip farther. There is a $10/month charge (which I split with Melanie), but way cheaper than other options with similar results.
July was my next marker for my final weight goal. It will be tough to make it by then. At least I know that I'm giving it my all, and I'm so happy to be on my way.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Thursday, May 10, 2012
New experiences with an Old Pastime
I used to be quite athletic growing up. No matter what time of year I was always playing or watching some sport. But I've never been much into professional sports. I think the only professional game I've seen in any sport was when Michael Jordan with the Chicago Bulls played Muggsy Bogues with the Charlotte Hornets (am I showing my age?!).
Brandon loves to watch sports so I have gone to plenty of NC State, Duke and Durham Bulls games. Although it's not major league a Durham Bulls game is a fun afternoon. You can enjoy your foot-long hotdog and beer, watch a couple double-plays and maybe even get a suntan - what girl wouldn't love that?! Really I enjoyed it because it was some time to spend with my husband doing something he enjoys.
Last weekend we thought it would be fun to take the big girls to a baseball game. We've learned our lesson in the past when Summer was about Bella's age that any event where you sit for long periods of time is not fun with an 18 month old. So, Bella had her own personal date night with Grandad while Caroline and Summer joined Brandon and me for 9 innings. At least we thought it was going to be nine innings.
We had spent all morning and afternoon that day at Caroline's soccer game, followed immediately by a cupcake fundraiser for Sixtyfeet. We were so pleased that we somehow avoided all the storms headed our way. So of course on the way to the game it started to pour. Once we arrived the game was on delay so we spent way too much time in the gift shop trying on hats and explaining the difference between a baseball and a football. We walked through the halls and finally decided rather than eat our dinner standing against a wall or on a dirty floor we would make a run for the Tobacco Road restaurant overlooking the ballpark. Unfortunately everyone else had the same idea so we waited about an hour for a table. The girls were so patient sitting in my lap in the one chair we could snag. They played a video game on my phone and just enjoyed some time with Mom and Dad. We finally sat down to a nice dinner with a great view of the field just in time to see them pull the tarp and warm up.
After dinner we headed to our seats. It was still misting a little, but we were armed with loads of paper towels and two excited little girls. Summer and Caroline's eyes were as big as saucers when we sat in our front row seats. There was so much to take in with the players running around, the giant "cow" in the outfield, and the anticipation of a foul ball coming our way. I was so glad to have dealt with the rain just for this one moment. We only watched half of one inning, and part of it included the sprinkler system going off around the pitcher, but that time will be etched in my brain for years to come.
Finally the downpour began again, so we promised the girls a treat from the snack bar and headed for the car. Their smiles continued all the way to their car seats when I handed them their giant bags of popcorn and bottle of Sprite for the ride home. The game was cancelled in the 3rd inning so our tickets are good for another game. We have already booked our tickets and I can't wait to try it again.
These days any game is a little less about the score and a little more about the experience. It's so great to enjoy them together and we're counting the days until we can do it more often.
Brandon loves to watch sports so I have gone to plenty of NC State, Duke and Durham Bulls games. Although it's not major league a Durham Bulls game is a fun afternoon. You can enjoy your foot-long hotdog and beer, watch a couple double-plays and maybe even get a suntan - what girl wouldn't love that?! Really I enjoyed it because it was some time to spend with my husband doing something he enjoys.
Last weekend we thought it would be fun to take the big girls to a baseball game. We've learned our lesson in the past when Summer was about Bella's age that any event where you sit for long periods of time is not fun with an 18 month old. So, Bella had her own personal date night with Grandad while Caroline and Summer joined Brandon and me for 9 innings. At least we thought it was going to be nine innings.
We had spent all morning and afternoon that day at Caroline's soccer game, followed immediately by a cupcake fundraiser for Sixtyfeet. We were so pleased that we somehow avoided all the storms headed our way. So of course on the way to the game it started to pour. Once we arrived the game was on delay so we spent way too much time in the gift shop trying on hats and explaining the difference between a baseball and a football. We walked through the halls and finally decided rather than eat our dinner standing against a wall or on a dirty floor we would make a run for the Tobacco Road restaurant overlooking the ballpark. Unfortunately everyone else had the same idea so we waited about an hour for a table. The girls were so patient sitting in my lap in the one chair we could snag. They played a video game on my phone and just enjoyed some time with Mom and Dad. We finally sat down to a nice dinner with a great view of the field just in time to see them pull the tarp and warm up.
After dinner we headed to our seats. It was still misting a little, but we were armed with loads of paper towels and two excited little girls. Summer and Caroline's eyes were as big as saucers when we sat in our front row seats. There was so much to take in with the players running around, the giant "cow" in the outfield, and the anticipation of a foul ball coming our way. I was so glad to have dealt with the rain just for this one moment. We only watched half of one inning, and part of it included the sprinkler system going off around the pitcher, but that time will be etched in my brain for years to come.
Finally the downpour began again, so we promised the girls a treat from the snack bar and headed for the car. Their smiles continued all the way to their car seats when I handed them their giant bags of popcorn and bottle of Sprite for the ride home. The game was cancelled in the 3rd inning so our tickets are good for another game. We have already booked our tickets and I can't wait to try it again.
These days any game is a little less about the score and a little more about the experience. It's so great to enjoy them together and we're counting the days until we can do it more often.
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