Fitness

On Daily Workouts

What I learned while attempting to workout every single day for a month:

Working out (whether it be something light like a long walk or a jog or a strength training session) makes me feel good.  It makes me feel alive and capable and strong.

Sweating and getting my heart rate up truly does have healing powers against anxiety and mood disorders.  I found that on the days I didn’t go to the gym early in the morning, I was moodier during the day and had horrible anxiety throughout the morning.

If I don’t workout in the morning, I don’t work out at all. That’s just a fact.  So 5 AM wake-ups are a requirement for me.  Life is just too busy the rest of the day and I hate to feel rushed and anytime I’d go after work, I’d feel like I had to stop early or cut sets because I had to run out and pick up the kids.

It made me feel like a bad ass.  For the first 24 days, anyway.  After that, my body felt like it quit on me.  I overworked it, didn’t give it enough rest, and it responded accordingly…which leads me to my next point:

Daily is too much for me.  Especially in March when work is historically hectic & the kids’ sports schedules are in full swing.  The pressure I put on myself to do it stressed me out even more and it just led to more health issues and breakdowns.

Daily workouts are awesome and will continue to be something I strive to do obviously for my physical health, but also for my mental well being. However, I no longer feel the need to stress over missing a workout or putting undue pressure on myself to do it every single day or beating myself up for missing a day if I feel too tired or too sick. I’ll make sure I listen to by body and rest when it tells me to rest.

I’m going to miss closing my circles daily.  Seeing those little suckers loop all the way around made my heart happy.

I didn’t lose a single pound.  I gained a lot, actually.  Probably due to the stress I mentioned above and not eating right and all of that.  So that sucked.

But still.  Look at the improvement on those circles, man…

 

cough, cough, cough, get away from me

Everyone in my house is sick right now.  Monika has a cough that won’t quit.  Ellexa has a horrible ear infection.  My husband managed to catch that too.  Elliah has really bad allergies.  Caleb and I see to be the only normal ones right now, but living with four sick people and not getting sick yourself is nearly impossible.  I feel my ears tingly and my throat scratchy,  I’ve been drinking emergen-c and taking vitamins like crazy.  Drinking a ton of water.  And yet.

I have my first half marathon to run on Sunday. I.cannot.get.sick. Fk.  I hate this.

And then to top all this shit off, I went for a short, easy run yesterday and now my left knee hurts all the way up to my thigh. @(*&*^%&#(%$^)*@&

I’ve been eating like crap because I’m so busy all the damn time so I’m too tired to cook so takeout always seems like the easiest option, but it makes me feel so gross and sick.

I need a reset.  I need a vacation.  I need a getaway.

Sunday. Run. Monday. Rest. Cannot. Wait.

 

Currently

I’ve gained about five pounds in the last two weeks and while it may not seem like much, it *is* because it puts me right under my “dreaded” weight and that is so not okay.  I wish I had more time to run.  I wish I had more time to myself.  But alas, family comes first.

I’ve been eating my feelings and my stress and it’s been so easy to justify a cookie here and a chocolate there because “I’m going running after work anyway” except I don’t because I’m running around like a crazy woman doing pick-ups after school.

I’m seriously considering taking a mental health day because while I don’t feel stressed, I know I am.  I just want a day to go to the movies and sleep and shop and not have a worry in the world until it’s time to pick up all the munchkins from school.  A day to just turn my brain off.

So I’ve promised myself a few new outfits when I reach my goal weight in order to motivate myself to eat better.  I’ve promised myself I will manage a way to sneak in a run every two days because the half marathon is literally ten days away.  And I’ve promised myself to take the day after the marathon off because I’ll be exhausted and will need to recover and what better way to do that than with sleep, movies, and more sleep?

Until then, peace out.

On plateaus

I started going to the gym at the beginning of July.  Prior to that I mainly ran every other day, three miles or so.  The scale wasn’t moving, my legs looked okay, but not as toned as I’d like them to.  I started the 30 Day Shred which had given me awesome results before, but nothing this time.  Now I go to the gym every week day and do cardio/HIIT for a warm-up and then weights. I’ve gained five pounds.  What the duck?

It’s frustrating.  My body has changed and I’ve toned up in some areas, but I haven’t slimmed down at all.  I’ve gained weight.  And I mean, yeah, it’s still pretty awesome because my legs used to be one of the things I was super self conscious about and now I live in shorts, but still.  Frustrating.  I feel like I eat less than I used to.  I got tired of logging shit on myfitnesspal every time I ate so I don’t know for sure anymore.  And I mean, I know I can cut down on the snacking and late eating, and once I go back to work that’ll hopefully be easier, but ohmygosh why can’t I just drop a few pounds???

Don’t get me wrong.  I have some new found confidence. Hell, I even bought a crop top to wear with a high-waisted skirt the other day.  I feel stronger.  I look better.  But my mid-section is killing my vibe, yo.  Maybe I should give up dairy? I feel bloated all the damn time.  It sucks.  So the new realization is that my diet sucks.  I swear I could eat nothing but salads all damn day and still feel sick and bloated afterwards.  So what do I eat?! Ugh.

 

Friday thoughts on a Wednesday

Why is that the people with the most annoying voices talk the loudest?

Why is it that the people with the most hateful thoughts have the most to say?

Why is it not Friday yet?!

We have a short week due to Charro Days so tomorrow we get to leave at 1 and then we’re off on Friday so I’m dreaming of not having to be up early, but I’ll have to keep dreaming because I need to take a trip to McAllen Friday morning which means I’ll have to wake up early anyway, but at least it won’t be to work, so there’s that.  So YAY! Friday!

Saturday is the Charro Days 5K which I have been looking forward to and training for for weeks now.  Super pumped about that!

I need to find a new goal/race/motivator to look forward to once this is over so I can keep up with my fitness achievements.

I emailed Caleb’s teachers this morning to see how he has been doing in class (we’ve hit a few road bumps lately) and got nothing but awesome comments back.  Super happy about that!

This week has been a good one.  I think part of it has to do with getting so much negativity out of my system and venting about stuff that had been bugging me for awhile.  I know I say that posting here and running are my therapy, but sometimes you just need to verbally let it all out and that release is so.damn.freeing.

So there.   Happy Wednesday, people!  I hope the rest of today flies by *fingers  crossed*

 

 

Morning sanity.

I say this all the time, but I think it bares worth repeating: working out is good for my body, great for my heart, and amazing for my mental health.

It took everything in me to get out of bed at 5:30 this morning.  I kept telling myself that I’d just run at night.  Then I gave I myself a good talking to and reminded myself that M has her first game back today (!!!) I have laundry to do, and also need to run to Walmart for essentials so it can’t be put off.  That got my butt up outta bed.

30 minutes and 3.2 miles later and here I sit, a sweaty puddle mess, but as happy as can be.

With as much as we’ve got going on lately and as much as is going on at school, I need those 30 minutes of silence and clarity in the morning.  With M back in soccer and Caleb playing in 2 leagues, my afternoons have returned to their possession.  This moves cleaning and other stuff to late late evenings/nights and weekends and there goes my sanity.

So yeah, early morning workouts it is.  Plus it’ll help me prepare for race day (next Saturday!!!) since that’ll be in the morning too.  So excited!!!

 

 

 

Friday Wrap-Up

So I dropped my 10k training program in favor of a 5k one.  I got all the way through Day 19, but my knee started hurting and I’m paranoid about over-training and getting injured, so that’s that.  Plus it’s not like I’m going to actually be running a 10k anytime soon, so other than proving to myself that I could, there wasn’t a point to it.

I signed up for the Charro Days Classic 5K on February 27th so I’ll be training for that instead and then taking a few days to recoup and then training again and running another one in April.

I am a little bummed because I really have a half marathon in mind as an end-goal and part of me is like “how can you ever do that if you didn’t even stick with 6 miles,” but it *will* happen.  I  have my eye set on the South Padre Marathon in November.  Hopefully that’s enough time to get my ass inn gear and learn how to strength train at home.

 

This week has tired me out like you wouldn’t believe.  My husband showed me a picture he took of me out cold on the couch earlier this week.  I look dead.  Literally.

Needless to say, I’m looking forward unwinding over dinner with my fellow teacher friends as we don’t discuss students or testing or strategies AT ALL.  Haha, who am I kidding, that’ll probably be a main topic of conversation.  Life of a teacher, gotta love it.

Have a great weekend!

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