My Crazy Subconscious

So after walking a couple miles on the treadmill yesterday, (I know that doesn't sound like much but for me - It is only the beginning) I was sure I would get a great nights sleep.  Not so much!  The dogs were barking like mad for about 3 hours.  I'm not talking straight.  Oh no, they would stop just long enough for me to start to fall asleep before they would bark again. I got out of bed about 4 times to see what was up.  Nothing!  Well nothing but the train that is a half mile away.  That and my subconscious.  My subconscious telling me that I really didn't need to go see Mr.  Gym today.  I had a good walk yesterday and I deserved the break.  Besides, being up so much in the middle of the night, I needed my rest.  Right?  NOT SO MUCH!! Ha ha.  I went to see Mr. Gym this morning.  Just me and him.  No other visitors.  That's how I like it. Just walked on the treadmill for about 45 minutes.  That was enough for me for today.  Unless of course I can talk my husband in to going with me later. I got him a month membership too.  We can always hope!

Helllllooooo New Friend

Alright, so I have been gone for a while.  After the weekend of my last post, I just couldn't get going again.  I thought I had dieted all week, I was going to take the weekend off and start back up on Monday.  Well, It obviously doesn't work that way.  The starting back up just didn't happen.  It was the weather.  Have to have those comfort foods.  No, it was the holidays.  Mmmm all that yummy snack stuff and Christmas meals everywhere. Okay, okay so it was me. Me and my friend.  You know, Mr. Nomotivation.  But me and Mr. N are trying to part ways.  Breaking up is so hard to do. I have a new friend now though.  We are very fresh in our relationship.  His name is Gym.   I visited him today.  Hopefully I will see him again tomorrow.  We will see.

Pssstt, right now I weigh 215.8 which is less that before Christmas.  Miracles do happen!

Nuff' Said

Texas Roadhouse is not dieter friendly.  Nuff' Said.

Not Eggsactly What I Had Planned

So, got up this morning and had some nice egg beater eggs cooked in the microwave and went about my daily business. Did a little bit of a fitness program and my dogs were actually under control today. Well, except for the one time Jack tried to get close to me and Tiny growled and nipped him right back up onto the couch. Threw some venison in the dehydrator to make more jerky and chugged a big glass of water. (Yuck, not a fan of it) When I looked at the clock again it was time for me to eat something for lunch. Since this is a shopping day we were pretty much out of everything but I did have a few boiled eggs left in the fridge so that is what I ate. Along with an apple and some milk. Skim of course. Then I realized I had the equivalent to about 4 eggs. Wow. So is that good or bad now? For a while eggs were bad for you then they were good. Bad,Good. I lost track now but it just seems like a lot of eggs for one day.
Later I will be going shopping to stock back up on some salad things and fruit. I know I will be having biscuits and gravy for at least one meal so I am really trying to cut back on the other ones to balance it out. Plus it is Friday which means the weekend is here. And I dread the weekend. They are worse than the regular evening. Especially when it is this cold out , 20's, I crave comfort food. And I found a recipe for cheesy chicken spaghetti. Doesnt that sound good! Hmmm Thinking I need a treadmill at home so I can just stay on it 24/7. You think that would actually happen?

Pro and Con

I have never been a big fan of televised fitness programs.  Something about men looking like the incredible Hulk in capri length spandex and stick women in shiny hose and leotard that are cut all the way to their midwaist wearing fake/forced smiles just turns me off. I have, however, found two pretty nice exercise shows on tv and had them recorded for use on my non pilates/yoga days. And yesterday was one of those days.  So on a quick note I want to share a pro and con of exercising in your own home as opposed to the gym.  Lets go with the pro first.
When you get sweaty hot and the loose shirt you wore for comfort is sticking to you, you can take it off and fling it on the couch with out missing a beat or causing any visual trauma for others around you. However, there is a con. I have three dogs.  One blue heeler,Tiny,  and two pugs, Sam and Jack.  When I was on my hands and knees on my mat they obviously werent used to seeing me in this position.  Tiny ran circles around me, licking my face and neck every chance she got.  Sam ran directly under me and rubbed dog hair all over my sweaty self while Jack sat on the loveseat and whined so loudly you would think he was contacting people 10 miles away to come and rescue us. They must have truly thought I was dying, being down on the floor, sweating profusely and breathing like I had just run a marathon.   I did manage to do the entire workout.  Well, the parts that I could do anyway. And next time the dogs will be outside.

In the Beginning..

Okay so...Here.We. Go!  I am 42 and overweight.  But I have dreams.  I want to be a runner some day.  Not talking marathons but would like to do some 5k's.  I have always wanted to.  So now, since I am not working and  all my kids have grown and moved out, I really don't have many excuses to not get fit.  Since this is my first blog on Fat to Fit I feel like I am behind.  This is going to be some miscellaneous stuff to get started.  First, is my shock picture.  The picture that made me go, "Who is that talking to my son?  OMG!  IT'S ME! "

And here is a picture of a skinnier me a few years ago.

 I went to a Pilates/yoga class the first time ever on Tuesday.  It was ..ummm...interesting.  Here is a copy of my blog about it that I posted on sparkpeople.com. The second class is today.  I am debating if my stomach muscles can take another day of it already.
Spark People Blog:
 Yes. Yes, I went to pilates. Got to the school commons area and there was only a table of elementary aged girls. A group of girl scouts maybe. No, younger. Must have been Brownies. And after a few minutes the instructor came. Very cheery. Then two other women showed up. I was sizing them up. Hate to admit it but that's what women do. The first one, late twentyish, short and skinny as a pole. Great. The second mid thirty's maybe. Taller than me, not skinny but by no means fat either. So here I was oldest, fattest. And yes I know I should not judge/label myself that way but hey, that's just how it is. I'm okay with that cause someday I will call my self fit, healthy and in my prime. So, we started the class just us and the little girls in the back of the room. I can handle it. Then during during warm up, in walks a group of man/boys. They sure didnt look that big when I was growing up. They were there to exercise too. Seriously? Not with us but in another part of the same room. How is this going to work out? Awkward. Luckily the stage area was empty so we hid behind the curtain and continued on. The class was actually pilates/yoga mix and I couldnt do most of it. In fact, I was winded after just the warm up. Jogging in place and jumping jacks. I hate jumping jacks. It has something to do with my fat bouncing up and down and my arms flailing over my head. But "Thank you Jesus" there were no mirrors! And I lasted till the end. No, I couldnt do a lot of it but I was there until the end and hopefully, nest time I can do more.

So, as far as my eating has been going; It has been great during the day.  At night, however, is a different story.  I want to eat everything! Not going so well. I just have some serious munchies.  I am so used to the 'full' feeling when I eat that when I actually eat what is a correct portion the full feeling isnt there and that makes is tough. But, I am just going to keep going and see what happens.