The Power of Funk

I have been blogging about my funk lately, and I have definitely learned a lesson during my time off the wagon. While I was feeling depressed, my whole body ached. I was exhausted, and any minor task seemed daunting. My overall feeling about my body took a direct hit as well. I was so much more aware of all the things that are "wrong" with me. Instead of feeling more confident, I was back to criticizing my body.
I felt so blubbery and yucky, I stopped undressing in front of my husband, and I started feeling like I didn't want to leave the house. Besides my sister coming for a visit, there was also one other major difference during the past week...I didn't find time to exercise.
I made sure I got out and rode my bike tonight, and it felt great! I am so happy that I was able to get out there and do it even with the storms coming and going. I already feel like I have a different spring in my step. It is so amazing how powerful the mind really is. I have learned that I MUST take time for myself or everyone, me the most, suffers for it. We don't need Prozac people, we just need the wind in our hair!

Oh, and watch out everybody because I'M BA-ACK. Woo-Hoo!!!

NEWS FLASH: Exercise Helps you Lose Weight

Wow, I guess this exercise business works, the scale went from 269.8 yesterday to 269.2 today. I'll take it considering I was stuck at 270~271 for a whole stinkin' month! Why didn't anyone tell me how exercise might help me lose weight faster? ;) JK.

I just checked my account at Startyourdiet.com, and after typing in my current weight, it appears as though I have lost an average of 2.4 pounds a week since I have started trying. 2.4 pounds a week? I can't believe that. Here I am thinking I am totally failing at this hard as hell effort. I have achieved 16% of my goal, that makes it sound so worth it!

Also, you may have noticed that there is a picture of me with a face now posted. I finally realized that the fat "police" weren't going to come and find me, and I am tired of hiding. This is who I am now, but not for long. My original fear was that someone I know would somehow find my blog and read it! But, o'well. It is no secret that I need to lose weight.

Walk and Whiff

Okay, so some very important advice from me to you; don't ever eat lunch at 11:30am, walk 3 miles at 5:30, and then end up at a house where someone is cooking their dinner. It is absolutely torturous to have to smell as those yummy smells while you are super starving. Bad idea. If this happens to you, make a beeline for your kitchen at home, avoid all those fast food restaurants and seek refuge in your own kitchen with a healthy meal. Whew, that was hard, let me tell'ya.

Eager to Exercise

Well, since I have been scale stuck for sometime now, I decided it was of utmost importance that I shake a leg. Determined to squeeze a walk in this evening, I put my sixth month old to bed around 7:30. It was quickly becoming apparent that my plan would be sabotaged. My little one decided he wanted to cry instead of sleep. So, around 8:30 I told my husband that I would just have to forget about it, and do some sit-ups instead.
In between going in and out of my little guys room, I had to make our bed. While I was doing so, I realized that I was growing quite angry about not getting my much needed, and for a change wanted, exercise. I could feel that "I want to punch the wall" feeling growing up inside my arms and legs and the tension was mounting.
It became clear to me that I was going to have to get outside for some fresh air alone, or I was going to be too anxious to sleep tonight. By this point, there was silence coming from the nursery and I quickly put on my sneakers, leashed our dog and ran out the door. I walked about 2-3 miles, and it felt wonderful. No stroller to push, no baby to wear...just me and the open air. It was so great, I plan on doing it again tomorrow!