After much procrastination I am finally beginning the Power 90 diet and exercise plan. Weight upon waking was 217 pounds. Will take photos and measurements prior to my workout after work. The last time I did the program was about 7 1/2 years ago and I didn't manage to stick with it. I'm not getting any younger so this time I need to make it stick.
Was unable to begin on Monday as originally intended but started off first thing this morning with the 40 minute cardio and abs routine followed by a breakfast of egg whites and mixed vegetables. Then the normal 30 minute bike ride into work.
It is amazing how much more mentally alert I feel than normal having gotten the blood flowing strong right at the start of the day. Will try and get the photos and measurements this evening. Only hiccup on the 90 days will be the two that I head to the prayer advance in a couple weeks. Hopefully between now and then I'll begin to note some positive changes and weight loss.
Ok, so here I go again. I've got to travel over the same ground, I know the drill: exercise, eat right, eat less, no sugary or salty snacks and stop the wine (boo-hoo).
Oh the joys of dieting, I can do it but it just isn't fun at all! Why me? I've been good over the years, I've been exercising, eating right, yada-yada. But somehow the lb-s added up. First it was 5 extra and I struggled to loose them for quite some time until recently I resigned that they're part of the menopause phase and I'd have to live with them. It's "OK" I told myself, "When the pandemic hits I'll suvive longer than the skinny broads out there". Then I decided to stay off the scale for awhile, "As long as my clothes fit right what difference does the number make" is what I was telling myself. I have a friend, Cheri, and she doesn't even own a scale and she's got a great figure! Well, she did just have a tummy-tuck and a boob-job, I did't think she needed either and now she's even more perfect (trying not to envy her).
Anyway, back to my thought, she's told me that I shouldn't obsess over the number on the scale and I've read that same thing so I gave it a shot and to my dismay I am rewarded with another 5lbs!! Thankyousomuch!
Welp, today's another day and I've got another chance so I'm going to give it my best effort. I feel energized and optomistic. I believe I can achieve my goal which is 10lbs lost. I have plenty of support from my hubbie and family, they'll enjoy eating the healthy foods too and cheer me on. I look forward to hearing praise-I remember how good it felt in the past, everyone loves recognition for their efforts. I look forward to having better thoughts about myself too, I was thinking about the last time I saw that magic number on the scale and I clearly remember thinking that it could have been better. Today I'm kicking myself for not being happier with myself, when I get back to that number I'm going to be proud and not spend a moment thinking thoughts of inadequacy. Being critical of myself hasn't paid off in the long run, from now on I'm going to be a good friend to myself and feel good about ME.
I can do it!
Gotta go, I've got some sweatin to do!! I'll check back on Monday after my weigh-in.
Wow, I can't believe it! My first online journal entry. I've now been doing my food diary for 10 days! I can't believe how much I eat sometimes and at other times so little! I think I'm going to journal about my weight loss and one day, weight management. It's so exciting. Last time that I weight myself I was slightly over 170 lbs. But, of course, that's been a while. I know that I haven't flucuated though, much since last year.
On a different note, Pre-Calc is so difficult, my mark is 47%. I only need 56% though on the exam to pass. Then it's finished!! It's finally getting warm outside which of course is a welcome change!
At this rate, I think I will never babysit again!! It bothers me so much!! I mean you can't honestly only need your babysitter for February and March every week and then be done with her and not need her till you feel really bad two years later!! It actually makes me really sad because I love the boys so much and more time spent with them, the better. Oh, well! It's not like there's anything I can do about it!
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