Have I already mentioned here that I used to hate yoga? I mean I HATED yoga. H-A-T-E-D it.
Now, I’m completely smitten. I can’t get enough of it. I just finished a class and I feel like I’m on Valium or something. It’s great. My neck no longer hurts and my back feels awesome and stretched. My arms are just sore enough to make me feel like it was more than just a stretch workout.
I think the reason I started liking it is because I was working out about 4 times a week and I got all of my energy out in those workouts. I needed something to balance that out, so I started doing a stretch class that is a mix of yoga and Pilates once a week after work. I loved that. I felt so good afterwards. So I decided to try the yoga class mid-week. It felt amazing. I had never felt so relaxed after that class.
Before I don’t think I was strong enough to follow along and I would tense my neck so badly it would hurt for the rest of the week. Yoga made me MAD. I wasn’t relaxed at all; I was pissed off. I’m so glad yoga and I have gotten past that.
I guess the moral is: try something new. Or try something you didn’t like one more time. Tastes change. I never used to like strawberries, now I eat them all the time.
I have been having major internet connectivity issues for the past week. I’m sorry for this delay, hopefully things will be resolved soon.
For now, I’m writing you from work. Shhh… It’s alright, it’s after 5:30.
Last week was Week 6 of the No Sugar Challenge. In week 6, you can reintegrate some sugar to your diet. And I know me, so I knew exactly what was going to happen. I basically just ate whatever I wanted. I paid attention to a few things here and there, but I didn’t really control myself. I’m bad. So, so bad. I didn’t even eat that much fruit. I ate other junk. I can’t remember what all I ate, but I do know I ate a piece of cake last night. It was delicious. That I don’t regret.
But this behavior has made me rethink that maybe it was too soon for me to eat sugar again. Mostly, it made me feel like I need to just be more disciplined and be mindful of what I’m eating. I can’t just go all willy nilly again like I was before.
I haven’t weighed myself since the last time I told you I lost 4 pounds. After that I noticed that I lost a few more inches on my thighs and butt. I honestly don’t think I would have noticed the missing inches if I paid attention to the number that I weigh. And I can guarantee that the number is still around the same from where I started. That’s just the way my body is. I’ve decided to ditch the scale and only pay attention to how my body feels and how my clothes fit.
After being all crazy last week, I decided that I’m going to cut sugar out for just a little while longer. I’ll make a few exceptions, of course. Emily wants to try out that shrimp and banana sandwich tomorrow, and I cannot wait to see what this concoction tastes like!
As for that oatmeal and egg recipe, I found one from Martha Stewart but I haven’t tried it yet.
Here’s to hoping the internet is back up the rest of the week! There might be a video in the near future, so check back from time to time 🙂
I’ll be up front and honest. I cheated this weekend.
I know, I know.
I had an iced coffee from Starbucks on Friday and Monday I had a strawberry and a little bit of angel food cake. And then I decided I needed Banana Nut Cheerios for a snack, which was a huge mistake. It hurt my stomach so bad. I don’t know if it was the mix of that and the crabs we ate for dinner or what, but I was happy to sleep that off.
Anyway, Friday I spent time with friends. My roommate from college was back in town, so we made dinner, drank some wine, pretended to workout, and went to see a movie. My friend, Alexia, made these awesome spinach noodles with pesto, arugula, and prosciutto. At first I didn’t want them because I didn’t want noodles again that week, but they were really delicious. I sauteed some asparagus and we had bruschetta for an appetizer.
I’ve gotten pretty bad about working out on the weekend. I did workout Monday evening, however, thanks to another friend. I’ve been thinking about joining a pool close to home since it’s gotten so hot outside to run in the evening. I’m not sure which I would like better. Swimming is a whole other beast.
But I do want to talk a little bit about my cheating. None of it really made sense. I had a ton of choices for food, I just wanted these things at those times and I decided to eat them. And that’s how a lot of people think. I want it, so I’m going to eat it. Not: I want that, but how is it going to make me feel (mentally or physically).
I honestly hate the bloated, over-stuffed feeling after eating out. So I don’t eat out as much anymore. And if I do, I pick something that’s not going to fill me up all the way. And I especially hate the guilt. I wonder: When is that going to make it’s way to my thighs. I remind myself: NEVER. Because I’m not going to give it the chance. If I want to treat myself, I will, but I have to balance any indulgences with the proper exercise. And sometimes that’s just taking the stairs instead of the elevator. You don’t have to spend 2 hours on the treadmill. Give yourself a break.