Slight shift of focus finally yields results
My baby weight has been very stubborn, but I suppose that makes sense since it joined me very early in the pregnancy. So the weight that refused to budge one year after baby, is the same weight that I gained in the first trimester. Sooo not baby related! Really I was just enjoying myself and givinig in to my daily craving for cake. or cookies. or both.
I managed to train for and complete New Orleans and my weight did not budge. On the other hand, I was pleased that I did not gain in the months since Dad's passing. I could have turned to food, especially since I uprooted my life to "handle" things up north. Suddenly I was without my husband, friends, routine social activities and so on. But still, once I focused on the endurance training to prepare for 70.3 miles on the bayou, I expected the weight to melt away. No such luck.
I returned from the race feeling good. I was not crazy sore, even though I had a wicked sunburn, and I felt fit and strong. At the same time, I was tired of being fat. It didn't help that my husband (bless his heart he knows not when to keep his mouth shut) asked if I would work on minimizing my ass when I announced that it was time for me to focus on strength and speed. And focus I did. In the 5 weeks since the race I have concentrated on shorter, faster runs. I take a "butt" class at least once per week. I even have had a few upper body weight training sessions (not my strong suit). Shoot, I even nearly brought myself to puke pace during a self-directed speed training session. The result? I may be a little faster but finally I am seeing a change on the scale. Maybe it's a renewed focus all around, after all, I have started bringing my lunch more and eating more salads. I have returned to the practice of dressing my salad simply with vinegar and no longer with ranch dressing. In the last 5 weeks I have lost about 7 pounds. HUGE for me. I now am 7 pounds away from my pre-pregnancy weight. I am 12 pounds from my wedding weight, and I am 16 pounds from my "happy weight"... the point where I feel good about myself and most enjoy shopping for clothes. I finally feel like my efforts are not in vain and I can get back to my "happy weight". It's a place I haven't been in nearly 5 years. I'm ready to get there again... Just in time to start working for baby #2.
I managed to train for and complete New Orleans and my weight did not budge. On the other hand, I was pleased that I did not gain in the months since Dad's passing. I could have turned to food, especially since I uprooted my life to "handle" things up north. Suddenly I was without my husband, friends, routine social activities and so on. But still, once I focused on the endurance training to prepare for 70.3 miles on the bayou, I expected the weight to melt away. No such luck.
I returned from the race feeling good. I was not crazy sore, even though I had a wicked sunburn, and I felt fit and strong. At the same time, I was tired of being fat. It didn't help that my husband (bless his heart he knows not when to keep his mouth shut) asked if I would work on minimizing my ass when I announced that it was time for me to focus on strength and speed. And focus I did. In the 5 weeks since the race I have concentrated on shorter, faster runs. I take a "butt" class at least once per week. I even have had a few upper body weight training sessions (not my strong suit). Shoot, I even nearly brought myself to puke pace during a self-directed speed training session. The result? I may be a little faster but finally I am seeing a change on the scale. Maybe it's a renewed focus all around, after all, I have started bringing my lunch more and eating more salads. I have returned to the practice of dressing my salad simply with vinegar and no longer with ranch dressing. In the last 5 weeks I have lost about 7 pounds. HUGE for me. I now am 7 pounds away from my pre-pregnancy weight. I am 12 pounds from my wedding weight, and I am 16 pounds from my "happy weight"... the point where I feel good about myself and most enjoy shopping for clothes. I finally feel like my efforts are not in vain and I can get back to my "happy weight". It's a place I haven't been in nearly 5 years. I'm ready to get there again... Just in time to start working for baby #2.
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