« Life just got busier | Main | He coulda been a contender »

October 7, 2009

Wednesday weigh-in

This diet and exercise thing is killing me.

On Saturday, I woke up the lightest I've been in probably months: 138.0. I figured it was an anomaly, and that my weight would go up at least slightly the next day, but it would still be real, honest-to-goodness weight loss. Also, seeing a nice, low number on the scale is good motivation to eat better, and I haven't had that in a while.

Sunday I woke up, saw the expected flux, and decided that today would be a good day to start the 30 Day Shred. I had no idea what to expect, but thought it shouldn't be too bad, since I'd been doing some form of exercise for the last month.

Ouch.

I made it through Level 1, barely. I only had to stop to catch my breath or ease my muscles a couple times, and the ab work felt almost good. Rex did it with me, and with the exception of the push-ups, I think I might have done a slightly harder workout than him. I saw this only because he works out at TKD 3 times a week, and so I expect him to be in fairly decent shape.

Holy hell was I sore on Monday. I powered through, and did the Shred again, although I had to rest more and skip more movements. I had some honest doubts about my bodies ability to support me a few times.

Yesterday, I could barely move. My chest hurt so bad from the flies and push-ups that I wanted to scream every time Owen poked me. And the fronts of my thighs were so sore, I almost screamed when he bonked his head on my leg. I can still barely make it up the stairs, and I don't sit on the toilet, I fall upon it.

I took last night off, figuring if I hurt this bad, I needed some recovery time. I'm still crazy sore today, but I think it's abated enough to try again tonight.

Oh, and in spite of the salad I had for dinner last night (I passed on McDonald's fries! And a fountain Coke! My favorite things!) I managed to gain a pound overnight.

To sum up:

  1. I'm feeling guilty giving up the running, but I just can't handle it right now with the Shred. And since the Shred is about killing me, I figure it must be a good workout, so I'm going to try to do it daily until we leave. Unless I die first.
  2. I may have been going a little heavy on the nightly ice cream this week. Time to dial it back a bit. Otherwise, I've done fairly well resisting temptation (fries!)
  3. Owen is still poking me in the boob regularly, but I'm holding strong. Here, have a cracker!
  4. Lose 5 pounds in 2 weeks, without amputation. Ha!
And here are my stats so far:

On the upside, I noticed this weekend that I'm starting to look tighter, which is really the whole point of this torture, right? I just wish my pants didn't feel tighter, too!

Posted by me at October 7, 2009 11:32 AM

Comments

I can completely relate. I have added more strength training into my workouts. (Tri training is mostly endurance/cardio) Last night I couldnt squat down and today I cam barely walk! My quads are killing me. Loren yesterday just sat on my lap and I was crying out from her landing on my thighs. This is supposed to mean it's working right?? No pain no gain?

Posted by: Bec at October 8, 2009 8:01 AM

Post a comment




Remember Me?