Let me preface this by saying that I’m always up for a good deal. Always. But recreating a tackle football game with a bunch of fellow stuffed Americans in the name of a bargain just isn’t my idea of a good time. So I’m going to go ahead and put it out there that I’m having a better Black Friday than those people, and for a few reasons:
1) I Turkey Trotted.
I’ve always wanted to do one of these really smart pre-gluttony 5K runs, and yesterday it finally happened! The best part? In lieu of a registration fee, the Hillstriders Running Club accepted donations for the Crystal Lake Food Pantry and volunteers filled up a huge trailer with non-perishable items. To say we crushed that cold (cold!) 5K would be an understatement. This lady is not a runner, but an easy 33:41 later I had wiped away any guilt of the upcoming bucket of creamed corn that would eventually make it’s way to my face.
2) Just because I don’t like Wal-Mart doesn’t mean I don’t like a deal.
3) I’m going to the gym, and I might be the only one there.
Though I hope the best for the American obesity crisis, I have to admit I like going to the gym and knowing that no one else will be there. The day after Thanksgiving, in the middle of the afternoon, I’m banking on having the place to myself while the rest of suburbia feasts on leftovers and takes naps. I could probably ride on the whole Turkey Trot thing as being enough to justify doing the same, but I have a high stakes event tonight that involves fishnet tights and seeing people from high school. This makes me anxious, so I want to burn as much of that creamed corn as possible before seeing anyone who knew me before the turn of the century.
I promised to give up soda for Lent and it went really well
for about four days.
I’m not particularly Catholic, so I’m not too concerned that this mistake will lead to eternal damnation (but then again, what do I know??). However, I’m disappointed that I made a promise to the blogosphere that I didn’t keep. So, are we ok? Can we look past this? I’ll try harder next time.
The thing is, I’ve been on this “lifestyle change” for awhile now – following the Weight Watchers plan and *almost* completely eliminating alcohol intake. Diet cola is one of those little tricks that fills my belly, replaces, say, truffles, and feeds my serious caffeine addiction.
So, I’m actually not that disappointed because the past month has been one of the most successful at following “the plan”.
But, I’ll leave it to you to tell me: is diet soda doing more harm than good? While it might be helping me in my quest for a waistline, I also have serious concerns that chemicals like aspartame cause nasty diseases.
Since starting my diet, I’ve had minimal success, waning motivation, and a bucket of Halloween candy. Even so, I’ve still managed to stay (relatively) honest on Weight Watchers and lose a couple of pounds.
Today I’m kicking it up a notch. A former student of mine is studying to be a personal trainer and he agreed to train me two days a week (the poor fool). Training someone who lacks motivation is hard. Training someone who is older than you, your former teacher, also a trainer, and lacks motivation is crazy. And, for my part, incredibly humbling.
Thanks, Alex. I hope you know what you’ve gotten yourself into…
I have to say, though, I’m really excited to have some dedicated time to me. When you spend as many hours a week in a gym as I do, it can be hard to get there again and push yourself… even with all the knowledge and resources imaginable at your fingertips. The times in my life when I’ve been able to afford a trainer were awesome, and this trial run will, I hope, motivate me to prioritize my own health and fitness as much as I do my students’. When I look back on this moment, with those pesky 15 pounds gone, I’m sure it will be worth it.
For the most part, I eat healthy foods and I’m an active person. My day job requires that I teach nearly 18 hours of fitness a week. I particpate in extra curricular fitness events. I eat well, and have fresh fruits and veg every day. Although I’m fairly confident of my ninja status among my students and peers, I still struggle with my weight from time to time.
I’ve been feeling a few pounds creep on here and there over the past four or five months, and I’d like to nip it in the bud while my pants still fit…
So, I’m resorting to an old standby and have picked up a(nother) subscription to Weight Watchers online. This is my third or perhaps fourth attempt with WW, and I’ve always been successful. You see, I know the right foods to eat, I just eat too much of them. In an effort to hold myself accountable, I’m laying myself out for all you creafty readers to see.