Today was a pretty good day. My daughter and I went to the gym. I had a good workout today. My plans were that I would get there an hour before the water fitness class started so that I could ride bike. I didn't get going soon enough. I did get in 30 minutes instead of an hour.
When I got to the pool I found that no one was there for the class. A couple of the ladies showed up late but no instructor so I just swam. I told myself since I had already planned on being in the class for an hour and then swimming for an hour, I would just swim for the whole two hours. Since my daughter was with me I wasn't as focused as I usually was, but I was having fun with her. One of the ladies from the class had stayed and swam a lil bit. At the end of one of the laps when I stopped to breath for a moment she asked me "how can you keep going like that?" " I have just worked my way up to it" was my response. And that is what I have done. When I started back in Nov 2011 I couldn't hardly swim two laps without having to stop and really catch my breath, now I make myself swim 20 mins before I stop for a minute. And I do mean a MINUTE. :D
I felt like the tortoise and the hare. My daughter started out actually swimming some but it didn't last long. She would wait till I was about half way done the pool then take off an catch up to me. She would laughingly tell me that she could swim faster than I did and I would happy grin and say " I don't have to stop after each lap". It was all in fun with her, but there are times I've had to tell myself that. Some days I see these other swimmers pass me back an forth. In my mind sometimes I think they are thinking that I am wasting my time. I know they could probably care less about what I am doing.
I did have a nice chat with one of these guys. Remember last week, the guy that I challenged myself to swim longer than he did, it was him. I had about 30 minutes left in my swim and I took a moment to breath. I looked over and jokingly said " some days I think I am getting old". We both had a laugh and started talking about how long we would swim. I swim on a time clock. He swims on a distance clock. I tried that in the beginning but I lost count so many time. I knew that they last time I had counted on a regular basis that I could do a 1/4 mile in 20, average 20 min. When we compared our times, mine really wasn't much slower than his. He had some encouraging words that made me feel good. And no I didn't tell him about the "challenge" ... yet ... maybe some day :D I only had 30 minutes till the pool closed and I wanted to make good of that time.
After we left the gym we were Subway bound. Enjoyed laughing more with my daughter at lunch. My goal when I got home was to clean on the house. I did some, but not as much as I wanted to. I had photos I needed to get done and my daughter went to her boyfriends house for a while.
I did good on my food today till it came to dinner time. I didn't want to get out, I wanted to stay home and work and get the photos done. I called Papa John to help me. Who is Papa John? He brings my pizza. I did good as far as my choice on pizza. I had a veggie pizza, thin crust (cracker thin) and easy sauce. Each slice was only 210 calories. I figured I could have 4 slices and still be under my 2,000 for the day. I did good ... at first.
Once I had the 4 slices I pushed the box away. I sat here working on photos and listening to my daughter and BF be silly playing the Wii. I did give it at least 20 min for my brain and stomach to talk it out, but my stomach said it was still hungry. I had one more piece. This piece put me at 2,030. I turned back to work and tried to get into it. I got frustrated at the program that I was using and walked away from it for a lil bit. Unfortunately this gave my stomach time to talk to me. It wanted one more piece. I argued that it had enough because I wanted to keep close to my calorie count but I lost that battle. I had one more slice. I was glad my son had eaten the rest.
I know at this point you're probably thinking I am feeling bad about it, but I didn't. I didn't eat it because I was bored. I had plenty going on. I didn't do it just because I like the flavor of it. Although I have to say it was one of my better creations. I did it because I still felt hungry. If I had sat home all day and gotten no exercise, or had I stuffed myself all day after doing nothing, I would probably feel guilty. But I have worked hard this week and I don't feel guilty. No I'm not using that as an excuse to eat more. I keep in my calorie count, most days under 1,500. I am just saying that I have worked hard and I was still hungry. It had been 8 hours since lunch and I knew I was going to be up for a while.
I feel good about today. I am not going to sit around beating myself up, cuz I have done really good this week. I worked out 2-3 hours each day at the gym alone. I have become pretty active outside of the gym too. So I can honestly say I am proud of myself. Anyone that really knows me knows that this not easy for me to say, much write for the whole www.com world to see, but I am proud of the work I have done this week. I am proud of the work I have done over the past year. I am 70 lbs less than I was Jan 2011 and I am not done yet. I will get back to the 199. I can't wait for everyone to see me as half the woman I started out as :D
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