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@fatladyfitness
I know, I know. It's not the healthiest because it's filled with empty calories and extremely high in sodium! One package alone has 1,320 mg! The entire serving of an entire package has 500 calories. If you don't pay close attention to the nutrition breakdown on food labels, you're missing out on knowing what you're putting in your body. But it's fast, convenient, and really good. Do healthy noodles exist?! Help!
WeightGurus versus Withings
I bought a WeightGurus scale on Groupon earlier this year because, you know, new year blah blah. It’s well-reviewed and the price point from the Groupon deal was muy excelente. I got it for under $30!
I don’t subscribe to the school of “The Scale Determines My Worth” anymore but I do want to see where I am. I believe that my clothes are the better indicator of how I look. I still fit into a 16 even if I gained twenty pounds! How crazy is that.
I’m being more intentional about food and exercise, so when a Withings Smart Body Analyzer became available to me for 35% off, I jumped at the opportunity.
It was easy to set up and link to my other tracking apps and HealthKit, but imagine my disappointment when the numbers came up. And I’m not talking about the mocking three digits of my weight, nor my BMI, nor my Fat percentage. I’m talking about the DIFFERENCE OF NINE POUNDS between my WeightGuru scale and my fancy air quality, internet-connected Withings.
I just went for my annual physical the other day and my weight was the same on my WeightGuru. My Withings, however, said I was nine pounds lighter. Nine. Pounds. Like I lost nine pounds in three days.
Glad I got it for 35% off because it doesn’t hurt as much that I’m returning it. What a disappointment.
Before I put it back in the box, I noted that my body is 42.5% fat and my BMI is 34.8. Not sure if those make sense together. (Should one or the other be higher?) But I will forego the high tech analytics for a more accurate reading of my weight.
Sheesh.
I think it’s a sign that I really should be less concerned with fat percentage and BMI — for now — and simply get back on being mindful with eating wisely and moving consistently.
I don’t cook on a regular basis, but I’m trying to, specially since I want to be more mindful of what I put in my body. Here’s something I whipped up to bring to the part-time retail job.
Fresh Selection Asian Style Chopped Salad Kit Ground turkey 1/4 C Ken’s Lite Asian Sesame with Ginger and Soy Dressing 1/4 C quinoa
I dumped everything into my $10 wok from Walmart and had it for lunch and dinner. It’s one of my favorite things to make because it’s so easy!
Back on the Fat Wagon
The “f” word is such an ugly word, but I need to call a spade a spade here. I can say “plus-size” and “curvy” but fat is fat. There’s no gentle way to put it. I’ve gotten fat. I gained back twenty pounds of the fifty I lost.
My body looks deceiving though. I still fit into a 16, but my zippers and buttons are straining. There’s a slight roll of flesh rolling over the top of my pants. This fleshy roll had disappeared when I made it down to a 14 last year. I even had my dress pants and jeans taken in! Big mistake because I hate buying new clothes. It's called Dressing Room Mirror Fear. Big mistake because my “thin” clothes are starting to not fit anymore. Boo.
My clothes still barely fit, but pictures on my Camera Roll and the double chin I see in the mirror don’t lie. The fat cells scream mockingly, “We’re back, bish! Wachu gon’ do ‘bout it?”
I choose to love myself this time.
So I gained back twenty pounds. I’ll stop there. I let my cheat days in the winter drag on and turn into cheat weeks, then cheat months. So basically, I’ve cheated on myself. Not cool.
I’m treating my body like a relationship now. I need to pay attention to it, love it, give it good things, spend time focusing on it. I’m being intentional about what I put in my mouth. How much and how often I put things in my mouth.
I’m asking myself if I’m full when I eat. I’m allowing myself to cheat, but balancing out my chips and ice cream with broccoli and sweet potatoes.
So here I go again. I’m back on the journey to becoming the best version of myself whether that’s a 16 or a 12 or a 10. I want my grandson to be proud of me.
Let’s do this. I’ll post honest pictures here, so don’t expect anything pretty. You’ve been warned.
Crow, Yo
The good news is that I’ve been doing Crow Pose at Yoga despite a long absence from practice. I stopped overthinking how to do it and just do it. I’m not strong enough to hold it for long, but for the few seconds I’m able to, I’m one second closer to a minute.
Sore
I went to a Beginner's Workshop at our studio yesterday and learned the proper form for many of the poses I thought I've known since the first week of May 2013. It was a solid two hours of foundations. I am sore in areas I have never been. Love it.
Practiced for the first time in close to two weeks last night. That's not me by the way. Isn't that a lovely Downward Dog?
We Meet Again, Jillian Michaels
My 30 Day Shred journey ended abruptly last year when I hurt my knee on a trampoline. My injury is what led me to start practicing Yoga the first week of May 2013.
I've been fighting a weird flu this week — general body malaise coupled with a low-grade fever — so I've been generally inactive.
Tonight, I figured I needed an energy boost that might help me feel better so I popped in my Jillian DVD, put on my medical knee brace, and hit play.
Not only did I make it through the twenty minutes of hell she puts one through, but I was surprised at how strong and flexible my body has become after all this time. Thank you, Yoga! Thank you very much!
My muscles hurt, and I'm confident they will wake me tomorrow screaming. But I'd gladly take that kind of ache over the flu-like aches I've been feeling all week long.
I'm hoping I didn't break anything. You know, something that will make me feel worse. For the most part, I honestly feel I'm on the mend.
So much so, I might start seeing Jillian regularly.
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Office Fitness Talk
Coworker: My butt feels good today! It doesn't hurt from working out the other day but it feels nice and tight.
Me: (Cringes) Oh yeah? Well my crotch area feels good today. I went to Yoga last night and got in some good hip flexors.
Coworker: (Laughs out loud)
Ha! Found a tutorial that will help me get into Crow this year. It's been elusive. I did it ONCE in October and haven't been able to do it again. I sob. It's gonna happen.
Yoga and Juice
Since losing my part-time weekend job in retail on the last Sunday of 2013, I've been enjoying real weekends. More time to MYSELF.
The Grilled Cheeserie was supposed to be in Brentwood but they were a no-show, so Val and I ended up at our favorite juice place, Juice Bar.
We did shots! A shot of pure ginger (which was painful!) and a shot of carrot juice (which was delightful!). And I got my favorite Vietnamese Spring Rolls, too. I ordered my new favorite smoothie, Mint to Be.
My first anniversary of the day I decided to be a yes to fitness. I missed my goal of losing 100 lbs but I'm extremely happy with my progress in losing fifty pounds, and more so with the many things I learned about myself and my body in the process.
I slacked off in the last quarter of 2013 due to overwhelming sadness in my Empty Nest but I allowed myself time to heal and process my emotions. I pretty much plateaued at the end of October.
My goal this year is to drop fifty pounds in a way that is far more self-aware and gentle.
I will choose food for fuel and not for comfort; grabbing fruits and veggies over cookies and cakes.
I will do at least thirty minutes of something every day, whether it's walking, or practicing yoga.
I will hydrate properly by drinking 100 ounces of water every day.
My goal this year is to love my body. Truly love my body in all the ways it changes and the many shapes it takes.
In Love With Yoga
So here's the thing. I started practicing Yoga the first week of May when I took advantage of a 30 Days of Unlimited Yoga for $30 package across the street from my office. My first week, I went to five classes because I wanted to get my money's worth.
I became a Karmic Yogi (someone who practices for free in exchange for performing housekeeping duties to keep the studio clean and orderly) the following month because I simply couldn't/can't afford the $70 a month membership.
I've been going religiously at least twice a week, and at most, four, since May. The only week I was off was when I was at a work conference in July, and recently when I had a form of the flu that kept me at home.
My knee injury on a trampoline in March — and Arthur Boorman's transformation on YouTube — led me down this path of being kind and gentle to my body.
And yes, I'm a Christian. I believe that Jesus Christ died for my sins and has redeemed me from everything, including myself.
When I practice Yoga, I think of my Savior and all that He's done for me on the Cross. Whatever physical, emotional, mental strength I've gained since May, I attribute to Him alone and the vehicle He's allowed me to discover and use in my transformation, Yoga.
In a traditional fitness setting, we're told to push ourselves beyond our limits regardless of where our bodies are. In Yoga, we come as we are, with all our imperfections and weaknesses and frailties, and we just be.
I have no need to compete, or impress, or achieve. I simply am who I am and where I am at any given point in my journey.
Namaste.
I'm in love with spinach and veggie cheese. And found Fat Free Zesty Italian to go with them.
Dodged a bullet. Almost reached for one of these!