TGI Almost F

It's been a looong week. My sister started working with me at my school. Which is great! She's doing a really good job. But I AM the older sister (I won't say big) and am also bossy, a perfectionist, and anything else that will excuse me from not only doing my job all week, but also running around after her to make sure she's doing hers right. To be fair (to me, of course), schools are not the best training ground. You are expected to jump in, with both feet, galoshes and go to war...okay maybe war's not the best example when dealing with a bunch of "problem" children, but you get the point. So I've been shadowing her so that she can ask me anything she might need to when dealing with a kid who refuses to take off his blue shirt...or chasing pot smokers...you know....stuff...

So anyway, let me tell you, if my pedometer would actually WORK, it would prove that I have probably walked well over 15,000 steps each day....but I'm sure its registered like 132 or some other stupid number..(last week when I did 4 miles...which should have been 8,000 steps...it registered 1,132...STUPID!)..bottom line is, I have been WORKING hard....add to that, this ridiculous cold and my favorite Aunt stopping in a couple weeks early, I can't WAIT for tomorrow....or should I say...tomorrow at 4pm.

But have no fear, I have been staying on the ball. Not as much working out as I would have hoped for, yet, but I have the weekend to make up some pointage......lol..new word...pointage...use it, live it, love it.

DUUURN IT

My thighs are KILLING me! I have been in so much pain today. NOT the day to sport the pointy toed heels, I'm telling you! I have been in so much pain all day...it's the good pain. I keep having to remind myself of that! lol.

But I still came home and handled 3 miles and an ab/arm strength training workout. Tomorrow is the day to wear tennis shoes, let me tell you!

Way to Go Partner!!

My partner and I won the weekly challenge on our fitness/mommy board! I am so proud of us! I have the best partner. She has had a lot of struggles, like many of us trying to lose weight and has decided to make the change to change her life. We are similiar in so many ways, mothers of two beautiful girls (plus I get the extra boy..hehe), wives to husbands dealing with keratakonis, and still keeping everything together and that makes us a great team. We balance each other out and I can always count on her for support. I know it was a tough news and you might feel down and out, but remember why we're doing this and why THIS time is THE time. Week 3 here we come! :-)

Project Runway

Does anyone watch this show? You know Ricky, my latin homeboy who is ALWAYS crying. I love him. Sure he's a llorona (is there a male version of that word??) but you know, sometimes you just want to cry. Last night I caught up on some past Oprahs and of course, that woman moves me to tears every time. She went over the whole concept of positive thinking and visualizing what you want. As always, it made me think.

This morning I visualized myself doing a mile. But when I went to pick out which workout I was going to do, I knew today was the day of 4 miles. And 4 miles I handled. The first two I did in a walking, cardio, kickboxing workout. It was awesome. The second 2 miles was in a power walk which I wanted to quit halfway through but maybe it was the whole visualization or maybe it was my little shadow laying on the floor coloring and cheering me on, I knew I couldn't show her that I was a quitter, so on I went. 4 miles and handled our group challenge and then did an additional 175 situpts. I feel fantastic. I smell, quite the opposite. I also need to handle that. But sitting here, I feel almost, proud. Is that weird? Or wrong? It feels almost boastful, but I'm so proud of myself. And I won't say it out loud, I'll just let you all know. It's the pride that moves you to tears. I'm taking back my life even if it's a mile at a time.

My goal for this week is to wake up and do the 1 mile challenge at least 3 times and come home and do the 2 mile challenges 3 times and do the strength training 3 times. I will do it! And I will probably cry after every workout...just cuz I'm a llorona like that!

Off to the showers!

Weigh In Day

Good morning...I woke up with one eye half open and stumbled down the stairs to hit the scale. I ripped off my sweat pants because really, we don't need the extra bulk and they say to always weigh yourself in the same thing every week...and jumped on the monster that we call a scale. Are you ready for it?? A loss of 2.8 pounds. I'm pretty proud of myself...I said I'd be happy with 1-2 pounds...but really was hoping for 2....and here's a little bit more to give me that extra umph for the day.

I do have to say though, that my competitive side kicked in and I thought geesh, I'm so close to 3, why didn't I get 3..and then i released that thought. Sure I could hop on the potty and "release" that last .4 but I'm at the weight I am this morning for a reason and I'm okay with it. Better than that, I'm good with it.

I'm off to have a light breakfast so that I can get in at least a mile this morning. (Did you know that you burn off more fat/calories if you eat something and then work out as opposed to working out on an empty stomache. I forgot why, but I paid attention that much in nutrition class.) I am going out of town for a wedding shower, but I can't neglect myself or my partner. Today's our final day and we are so close I can taste it! ;-). Happy Sunday everyone!