| Feb. 22nd, 2009 @ 08:19 pm Blargh |
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Current Mood:  hungry
Current Music: "Luckiest Loser" - Bowling for Soup
So I started a new diet/exercise routine this week. It's all Greg's fault. Actually it's all ADAM's fault. Greg went to visit Adam and got a bit embarrassed by how out of shape he felt next to him or something and decided he needed to eat healthier and exercise and he drug me into it too. (he also bought jeans that cost more than any two pairs of jeans I've ever owned and he's not allowed to bitch at me for spending $35 on foundation anymore)
I'm not going to deny that I need to lose weight and all that. I used to be ridiculously skinny in high school/early college and I was always like "yeah, I dunno, I eat whatever I want, it must be my metabolism, tee hee!" I wish I could retroactively smack myself. Yes the good metabolism helped and it eventually crashed out on me, but the bigger deal was I apparently don't really eat when I'm depressed. I wouldn't say I was truly depressed in high school but I was heading there (mom swears I was hell on wheels to live with with the mood swings and crying fits, I dunno, I thought that was being a teenager) and I didn't really eat regularly. Especially since a large portion of my non-school hours were spent at Taco Bell and that food got old after a week. So I went on medicine to fix the Crazy and suddenly I was eating again! Food was delicious! Also birth control made me gain boobs! And here I am 30 lbs heavier. I'd be perfectly happy with the number on the scale if I weren't 5' even, but it settles in funny ways. My belly's got a bit of squish to it, my thighs have taken the hardest hit because at the point the weight gain hit I was working a grocery stocking position and I did a lot of heavy lifting (lift with your legs, not your back!) and walking. And my current job I walk from counter to counter to drive through to wherever all day. And on rotations I'm walking all over hospitals because I don't know where I'm going and then rounds are scattered everywhere and the elevators sucked so I'd take the stairs for anything less than like five floors. Anyways, it added up to thunder thighs and stretch marks. I'm perfectly happy with my boobs and butt though! I don't want to lose the glorious cleavage I've gained and I've got a decently shapely rear end. So lose weight but fine tune the stomach area, thighs, and probably upper arms.
So I started a work out tape Friday (30 Day Shred) and it royally kicked my ass. I was sweating and panting and whining. I got done and my thighs were sore and I was cranky, but I was stupid enough to do the same thing the next day! I pulled muscles in the front of both thighs so stair climbing is evil now, I sit like an elephant because I feel where I'm going and just crash down because the whole crouch into position doesn't work, squatting down to pick something up doesn't work because I wouldn't get back up so I bend straight over (suddenly I can almost touch my toes again! but now my abs are starting to hurt) I think it's a really good workout but I was arrogant and didn't work up to the moves correctly for my skill level and OUCH! I took a day off to recuperate/cough my freaking lungs out because oh hi! I'm sick! Tomorrow I intend to go back to it and we'll see who comes out alive. Maybe phone in the strength moves and do cardio and abs hardcore because strength is what kills the thighs. But it would be nice to not have my grandma tell me I'm fat at my wedding...
The second part of all this is even harder than the exercise... the diet! I have no set plan except less calories, fat, carbohydrates, and cholesterol, more protien, fiber, vegetables, and water. I am a girl who is addicted to cheese. I crave it like normal PMSing women crave chocolate. I like burgers and potatoes and fried things. I think yesterday I ate a carrot for lunch with a cup of strong green tea, two bottles of water before work, three soft tacos at Taco Bell for dinner (450 calories), 2 more bottles of water, and a fiber bar with 35% of my daily fiber amount (and 7% fat, like 140 calories) so probably 650-700 calories over the day. Not normal for me at all. Mom made nachos for lunch today and I made glarey faces at her for it but I did eat a small handful of chips and probably a tablespoon and a half of the cheese dip, ack! But dinner was pork tenderloin, salad with light Italian dressing (probably about a teaspoonsworth) and noodles. I can see this is going to be more difficult when I'm at home.
Also eating extra fiber makes you fart like you would not believe!! And I hate having to constantly pee from the extra water I'm drinking.
But it would be really nice to look really skinny and toned in my wedding dress and to look ridiculously hot in my bikinis in the Bahamas (and if I lose a decent amount and firm up, Greg is buying me at least two hot-looking new bikinis because the two I have won't cut it for over a week down there) |
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