I started off today's run with really bad hiccups, and if you have ever tried to run with hiccups, it's not fun. I got 14 minutes into my run and just hit a wall. I had to stop and walk and could not get myself running again today. It was very discouraging. I guess everyone has days like these, but I really wanted to get my full 28-minute run in.
I think I am going to stop having free days with my healthy eating. I feel like I get a little carried away when I feel like I can eat a little extra.
My brother Steven ran 3.2 miles (a 5k) today in 30 minutes. He is rocking it. Not going to lie... I am jealous.
I have my official weigh-in Tuesday for my blog. I hope I see a little more weight come off.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Month 2 Before and After Photo
Hey everyone! It has been a great two months! I am running a 5k in less than a week! I still have a long way to go, and I will not stop. I will lose the weight and keep running. I have two more 5k races I have signed up for in April! I start marathon training in May! Life is great! Here is the most up to date photo I have for my weight loss journey.
Oh and meet Tashio our cat. He does not leave me alone when I am home. We have a lot of fun. Oh and I was trying to reshow Jen how to take the photo of me and caught this little gem! LOVE YOU JENN!!
Oh and meet Tashio our cat. He does not leave me alone when I am home. We have a lot of fun. Oh and I was trying to reshow Jen how to take the photo of me and caught this little gem! LOVE YOU JENN!!
Friday, February 25, 2011
Reblog from One Twenty Five
I have no idea how to reblog something from Tumblr to Blogspot. Please see what E from One Twenty Five said about being fat! http://one-twenty-five.tumblr.com/post/3504246875/lets-face-it-being-over-weight-sucks-it I will also post it here.
"Let’s face it, being over weight sucks. It does, it really, really does. If you don’t think this, I will challenge you to pull a Tyra Banks and wear a fat suit for a day, and I promise you, you will easily be converted to the tune of, being over weight? Yea, it sucks.
No matter how many cushions you place on your lap, how perfectly you apply your makeup, how black your clothes are, how well you curl your hair, how slim fitting a dress is, how sharp a suit is, people can tell you’re fat.
It’s one of the few vices that is public for the world to see; without taking a single breath, a stranger will know your weakness -> food (embarrassing, no?).
Being over weight in today’s perfectly airbrushed, gym obsessed, salad ordering world, especially if you’re of the female variety, isn’t that much fun and takes a lot of work.
A lot of hard work.
There’s the obvious physical effort of being fat, things are just harder. Everything is harder. Getting out of bed each morning is harder. Stairs become evil obstacles throughout your day. Walking between two locations becomes a subway ride because you don’t want to get sweaty, I can only assume if you have kids the task of playing with them is quite daunting, and the list goes on my friends…. This really isn’t too shocking as being over weight is literally like carrying weights around with you all day, every day –annoying, inconvenient and a lot of work!
Then there’s the physiological stress of it all. Exhibit A? See archives of this blog. The amount of stress caused from being over weight is ridiculous. What do I look like? Do I look fat? Can people tell I’m fat? Are people judging me? Does this make me look skinny? Will that fit? Can I fit there? Am I going to die early? What are my insides like? Will anybody ever date me? Sooo many questions that plague our days. It’s stressful, and quite frankly a waste of time and energy.
Of course there is also the act of dieting. Fat people are always on a diet, or trying to diet. And dieting? Yea.. it’s hard work. It takes effort, it takes time, it takes persistence. You gotta read up on what to do, count things, write things down, measure things, remember what you ate, plan ahead, prep… oh God, just writing that out sounds like effort. You’re constantly fighting with yourself, can I eat that? No. But I want that, maybe? No. Just this one time? No. O.k., maybe.. wait, No. Constant mental battles full your days when you’re fighting the battle of the bulge with yourself. It’s time consuming, and can become an absolute obsession, again, it’s hard work.
And eventually being over weight takes it’s toll. The days, months, years pass and every morning you wake up, promise yourself it’ll be different today(!) and then, BAM! for whatever reason, it wasn’t…
My point to my ramble? It occurred to me last night that maybe, just maybe, being fat is actually HARDER than trying to lose weight. Huh, well I never…
Don’t get me wrong, losing weight takes **a lot** of effort too, but the actual act of losing weight only lasts for a set amount of time and the benefits are HUGE, whereas being fat? Being fat you’re in this continuous state of hard-work, but with no positive outcome.
I now know, that if you’re going to live each day fighting yourself, you may as well be trying to get get healthier, at least there is a a HUGE-WAHOO!-FABULOUS-HIGH-FIVE outcome at the end, as appossed to a constant BOO-THIS-IS-HARD-AND-I’M-NOT-EVEN-GETTING-HEALTHIER/SEXIER aspect.
Just my random two cents for this Friday morning, take this with a grain of salt (or Mrs. Dash if you’re watching your sodium)."
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"Let’s face it, being over weight sucks. It does, it really, really does. If you don’t think this, I will challenge you to pull a Tyra Banks and wear a fat suit for a day, and I promise you, you will easily be converted to the tune of, being over weight? Yea, it sucks.
No matter how many cushions you place on your lap, how perfectly you apply your makeup, how black your clothes are, how well you curl your hair, how slim fitting a dress is, how sharp a suit is, people can tell you’re fat.
It’s one of the few vices that is public for the world to see; without taking a single breath, a stranger will know your weakness -> food (embarrassing, no?).
Being over weight in today’s perfectly airbrushed, gym obsessed, salad ordering world, especially if you’re of the female variety, isn’t that much fun and takes a lot of work.
A lot of hard work.
There’s the obvious physical effort of being fat, things are just harder. Everything is harder. Getting out of bed each morning is harder. Stairs become evil obstacles throughout your day. Walking between two locations becomes a subway ride because you don’t want to get sweaty, I can only assume if you have kids the task of playing with them is quite daunting, and the list goes on my friends…. This really isn’t too shocking as being over weight is literally like carrying weights around with you all day, every day –annoying, inconvenient and a lot of work!
Then there’s the physiological stress of it all. Exhibit A? See archives of this blog. The amount of stress caused from being over weight is ridiculous. What do I look like? Do I look fat? Can people tell I’m fat? Are people judging me? Does this make me look skinny? Will that fit? Can I fit there? Am I going to die early? What are my insides like? Will anybody ever date me? Sooo many questions that plague our days. It’s stressful, and quite frankly a waste of time and energy.
Of course there is also the act of dieting. Fat people are always on a diet, or trying to diet. And dieting? Yea.. it’s hard work. It takes effort, it takes time, it takes persistence. You gotta read up on what to do, count things, write things down, measure things, remember what you ate, plan ahead, prep… oh God, just writing that out sounds like effort. You’re constantly fighting with yourself, can I eat that? No. But I want that, maybe? No. Just this one time? No. O.k., maybe.. wait, No. Constant mental battles full your days when you’re fighting the battle of the bulge with yourself. It’s time consuming, and can become an absolute obsession, again, it’s hard work.
And eventually being over weight takes it’s toll. The days, months, years pass and every morning you wake up, promise yourself it’ll be different today(!) and then, BAM! for whatever reason, it wasn’t…
My point to my ramble? It occurred to me last night that maybe, just maybe, being fat is actually HARDER than trying to lose weight. Huh, well I never…
Don’t get me wrong, losing weight takes **a lot** of effort too, but the actual act of losing weight only lasts for a set amount of time and the benefits are HUGE, whereas being fat? Being fat you’re in this continuous state of hard-work, but with no positive outcome.
I now know, that if you’re going to live each day fighting yourself, you may as well be trying to get get healthier, at least there is a a HUGE-WAHOO!-FABULOUS-HIGH-FIVE outcome at the end, as appossed to a constant BOO-THIS-IS-HARD-AND-I’M-NOT-EVEN-GETTING-HEALTHIER/SEXIER aspect.
Just my random two cents for this Friday morning, take this with a grain of salt (or Mrs. Dash if you’re watching your sodium)."
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Sketchy.....
Week 7 has been completed. I did not want to get up this morning and run. I wanted to stay in bed and sleep the whole day away. That feeling did not go away driving to the fitness center. But I ran anyway, and those first 5 minutes were a mental battle. Once I settled into the run, it felt good. Week 8 is next week. I run 28 minutes Monday and Wednesday. On Saturday I will run my 5K. I know I still have a week left if the C25K program, and I will complete it. But I did sign up for that 5k, and I will rock it!
I got to the gym this morning, and my brother was no where to be found. I didn't want to wait too long. I did my run, stretched, and showered. I was about to leave and guess who comes rolling in. He said he didn't set his alarm, but I am thinking he just wanted that little extra sleep this morning.... Sketchy bro... Sketchy... I am still glad you came today!
So I do not trust the mileage of those indoor tracks. Does anyone have experience with them? My pedometer said I went two miles again today but counting the laps I did, I only did 1.8 miles. I really do not trust both of them. I really need to map out some more outdoor runs next week and run them to be ready for my 5k. Maybe I will get a better idea of how far I am going. None of this sketchy indoor stuff.
I got to the gym this morning, and my brother was no where to be found. I didn't want to wait too long. I did my run, stretched, and showered. I was about to leave and guess who comes rolling in. He said he didn't set his alarm, but I am thinking he just wanted that little extra sleep this morning.... Sketchy bro... Sketchy... I am still glad you came today!
So I do not trust the mileage of those indoor tracks. Does anyone have experience with them? My pedometer said I went two miles again today but counting the laps I did, I only did 1.8 miles. I really do not trust both of them. I really need to map out some more outdoor runs next week and run them to be ready for my 5k. Maybe I will get a better idea of how far I am going. None of this sketchy indoor stuff.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Special K... You make me feel so special...
One of my weaknesses is Special K.... It is healthy, so I justify a bowl... or two right after dinner. I love cereal. Back in the day, I could destroy a box of Family-Sized Special K in less than two days. So Jen and I are not going to buy it anymore. A part of my own personal process has been cutting out the things that will hold me back or things I have issues controlling. I had a weak night last night, and Special K was my down fall. I am not going to let it be an option anymore.
Also, I have really made it my goal to only weigh myself once a week. It has been so freaking hard. I was used to showering and then jumping on the scale to see how I was doing. I know that once a week is the best way to go.
Boot camp was very good today. I love how it just kicks my butt. Going to keep working hard and rocking the workouts. 25 minute run on Friday! Woot woot!
Also, I have really made it my goal to only weigh myself once a week. It has been so freaking hard. I was used to showering and then jumping on the scale to see how I was doing. I know that once a week is the best way to go.
Boot camp was very good today. I love how it just kicks my butt. Going to keep working hard and rocking the workouts. 25 minute run on Friday! Woot woot!
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Just do it!
Saw a quote yesterday and thought I would share, "Running is mostly mental, and we are all insane!" I love it! I love to run; I hate to run. It's a love-hate relationship but above all, I love the feeling I get after I finish my run. Pushing through the mental blocks, pushing through the fatigue and reaching a goal you never thought possible is such an amazing feeling.
I still feel like the little fat kid in the back of the class trying to keep up with the big kids, and I am not sure if that feeling will ever go away. I just love trying and reaching my personal goal. Right when I finished my 25 minutes, a guy who was also running told me great job. He runs marathons and told me I was doing a great job. I love that feeling.
Keep working towards your goals! Even if you have stopped and become discouraged, start back up, keep going. Nothing feels better than finishing what you started. Nothing tastes as good as being healthy feels. If you cannot find 30 minutes in the day to do SOMETHING physical, than you should really reevaluate your priorities! I say that with love because I know its true!
I still feel like the little fat kid in the back of the class trying to keep up with the big kids, and I am not sure if that feeling will ever go away. I just love trying and reaching my personal goal. Right when I finished my 25 minutes, a guy who was also running told me great job. He runs marathons and told me I was doing a great job. I love that feeling.
Keep working towards your goals! Even if you have stopped and become discouraged, start back up, keep going. Nothing feels better than finishing what you started. Nothing tastes as good as being healthy feels. If you cannot find 30 minutes in the day to do SOMETHING physical, than you should really reevaluate your priorities! I say that with love because I know its true!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
You can't do a push-up?
"Okay, everyone down, and do 10 push-ups, and no cheating!" My 11-year-old mind went into a panic. I can't do push-ups and the whole class is going to know. So I got down and did my best. I looked over and saw some of the girls in my class on their knees, so I did the same.
"Wait wait wait! Crosby do a REAL push-up!" yelled my teacher. "I can't do one," I squeaked. "You can't do a push-up!?" The whole class laughed. He then proceeded to get down in the push-up position and cranked out 10. "See Crosby, that is a push up! Now do one."
I tried and could not do the push-up. Everyone watched me. The next three weeks were hell. People made fun of me and told me I should try to do them against the wall. They called me fat. It was moments like these in life that really hurt, and I did turn to food for comfort. I did spend many hours in my mom's arms crying. I cannot let these moments in my past control my future.
I am going to run a marathon in November. I doubt any of them now can say they have done that! Oh, and I cranked out 10 push-ups this morning!
"Wait wait wait! Crosby do a REAL push-up!" yelled my teacher. "I can't do one," I squeaked. "You can't do a push-up!?" The whole class laughed. He then proceeded to get down in the push-up position and cranked out 10. "See Crosby, that is a push up! Now do one."
I tried and could not do the push-up. Everyone watched me. The next three weeks were hell. People made fun of me and told me I should try to do them against the wall. They called me fat. It was moments like these in life that really hurt, and I did turn to food for comfort. I did spend many hours in my mom's arms crying. I cannot let these moments in my past control my future.
I am going to run a marathon in November. I doubt any of them now can say they have done that! Oh, and I cranked out 10 push-ups this morning!
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