Seriously.
So much for writing every day. I missed Monday because I was off of work, and the rest of the week has flown by in a super-busy blur. I should be super-busy right now, but I’m procrastinating. It’s Friday. It’s allowed.
Last week officially ended the first 90 days of the year. I said I’d reevaluate my diet plan after that, and here I am. I did really well with the gym for the first six weeks or so. Then I had audit prep, then the audit, then the traditional after audit illness that lasted forever. I got back into the gym nearly a month after leaving, and the next week ended up with a stomach bug that knocked me on my ass. I felt queasy for several days after that, so there was another week gone from the gym. Last week? Great. This week? Yesterday was my first day back.
My parents have decided that with all the vacation I have this year we should take a vacation together. The original thought was Aruba, but the more I thought about it the more I decided against it. Don’t get me wrong - I’d love to go to Aruba. However, I’m nearly 30. The thought of going on a vacation alone with my parents is terrifying. Mostly in a way that screams “They will be in bed by 11 - AND THEY WON’T WANT YOU TROLLING BARS ALONE!” I predicted my dad would begin having nightmares about me being kidnapped, but it was my mom who first brought up Natalie Holloway. After some discussion, we decided a cruise was our best option. Lots of fun stuff to do together, and a night life for me that doesn’t have them in fits of worry over me being kidnapped. We’re leaving from Miami on May 25 and heading to Haiti, Jamaica, Grand Cayman and Cozumel before returning to Miami on June 1. Just to make it clear, that’s eight days and seven nights. WITH MY PARENTS. AND BATHING SUITS.
There is no way I could possibly be what I would consider to be bathing suit ready by May 25. It just won’t happen. However, I am taking steps to drop overall weight by then. I know that a combination of cardio and weights is really the best method to lose weight overall, but it also takes longer, in my opinion. I’m going back to my exercising roots. Cardio. Every time I go to the gym I’m climbing up on the elliptical (or as my father calls it, the ecliptical) for 30 minutes. And before that? 30 leg lifts, 30 lat crunches, 30 of what I call windmill planks, and 210 crunches in various positions. So… 300 stomach exercises. Here’s my thoughts about it all. My problem area is my tummy. That’s where I have the hardest time losing weight. So I’m targeting that with the crunchapalooza. The leg lifts work my legs, back, and hip flexors. The elliptical works my legs and butt, and produces overall loss. Pretty much the only thing I’m not focusing on is my arms. Although, now that I think about it, the trainer only had me doing arms once a week, so maybe I’ll throw that in. Weights at the gym mean a shorter workout and less sweat, which is always appreciated.
I haven’t been all that strict with my diet of late. The drive thru ban ended April 1, and I celebrated with Wendy’s. Since then, I’ve been through two other drive thrus. Well, one actually, the other I went in to the restaurant, but it still counts. I had Beck’s Prime and Taco Bell this week (ooh, ranchero chicken soft taco, you were as tasty as I remembered you being!) I have decided that starting Monday a lighter version of the ban will come back into play. I won’t be doing the drive thru just because I don’t feel like cooking (like this week), but I won’t be refusing to go through one either. Soda has been spotty, too. I can’t help it. In general I just don’t like diet drinks. I usually just drink Coke when I have a hangover, but lately I’ve been drinking it at home just because it’s been there. NO MORE! Back to only when hungover and only water in the house.
What else? Oh. Drinking one night a week? Pshh.
So yeah. I haven’t been sticking to my rules. But I still have a plan and I’m trying my best to stick to it. The one thing I can proudly say is that I haven’t beat myself up too much about all things diet, which is good. It’s usually the self hate that defeats me and makes me give up.
I meant to put up a post about this last Friday, but never got around to it. Therefore, I’m including my loss for the last two weeks below.
Start Weight: 203.8
Current Weight: 191.4
Recent Loss: 2.6
Total Loss: 12.4
Pounds to Goal: 27.6