Trouble with the Curvy

Admittedly, I am cheating a little bit tonight. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and since the weekend was kind of a gorge-fest I want to make sure I am responsible tomorrow. The day will have to start with a work out and then I'll have to be conservative about what I eat. I found this great article on Forbes about how to curb weight gain on Thanksgiving. I was going to pull my favorite points but I think the article really speaks for itself. Find the original article  here  or check it out below. Thanks to Melanie Haiken for saying it as well as I would have myself:  Here’s an unpleasant reality check: The traditional American Thanksgiving meal packs an average of 3000 calories. Considering that the recommended  daily caloric intake for women ranges from 2000 (over age 25) to 1850 (over age 50) this puts one meal at approximately a third more than a full day’s requirement. And that’s just one meal; most of us at least eat breakfast on Thanksgiving, not to mention that time-honored lat

The word of the year is "Selfie."   Last weekend was awesome! Ben and I took a weekend excursion, ended up in 4 different states, randomly got lost in the middle of Dartmouth College's campus, saw Stephen Kellogg and had an amazing road trip together. When I got ready on Saturday I weighed myself and I came in at 189lbs! I was so psyched that I allowed myself to have a weekend free of rules and "making good choices" (fitness choices I mean because how does one have a good time without making inappropriate choices??) Yesterday I was too scared to weigh myself and find out what kind of damage the weekend did to my progress. This morning I bundled up for a walk and weighed myself upon returning and found a nice surprise: 190lb looked back up at me from the scale. The weekend included a lot of beer and drinking, bacon,  fried food, and a visit with 5 Guys. I ate like crap and I felt it yesterday. It made me appreciate my new lifestyle and value my progress.

Today has been the kind of day that makes me what to throw my hands up and surrender. Ever have one of those days where everything that can go wrong does? That was today. Perhaps the universe is punishing me for not getting my workout in this morning... I am dedicated to this whole not being too curvy thing. Really, I am but there are only so many hours in the day. Work is eating up a lot of those hours and I can't seem to get my footing again where I feel caught up on stuff that has been piling up since August when my work partner completely deserted me. Too whiny? I'm sorry. I am sort of getting to a point. Life doesn't stop or make something easier just because you're dedicated to it. In fact, Life often seems to keep throwing road blocks at you hoping you'll crack and that is why I am not the only American struggling with weight issues. It is a lot to juggle and I am beginning to wonder if stressing out to require a work out to keep up with my progress is ca

Generally speaking, I am proud of my work ethic. I like being the go-to girl that people can count on. I take pride in what I help my team accomplish and I really want to make an impact with what I do. The down side to being a hard worker is that I tend to throw myself, head first, into my work. When sh#$ gets busy I go balls to the wall and I'll keep going until it's done... sacrificing everything that keeps me fueled up and then I get burnt out and slide back into bad habits.  As Christmas approaches, I get busier at work because I have a retail schedule. It just so happens this is also the time when cookies, cakes, and delectable treats make their way to everywhere tempting the crap out of me. Clearly this is a recipe for disaster.  Having just broken up with my gym I have to be more diligent about finding good work outs and that is work in itself. To make sure that I don't slide into bad habits because of work I've instituted a new practice. This Sunday I spe

I finally did it. I'd been putting it off and putting it off and I finally did it. I broke up with my gym. I am actually pretty devastated. I wish the location would allow me to go and then head home for a shower then head to work. I would love that more than anything in the whole world because I really did love my gym. We just wanted different things in life... So what now? When I started this blog I said that Anytime Fitness was going to be a pillar of my success and it really has been so far (up until the show heebie jeebies reared its ugly head). Now the real challenge starts. Now I have to be  proactive about what my workout will be and I have to be honest, I've SUCKED at that so far. I need to be better about it and I have a few ideas... Before sending the email I reached out to a couple "resources" that I think can help me. The first is Holly Rae. Holly and I know each other from our days back in radio. Once upon a time she turned her radio show over to

As you've probably noticed, this week hasn't been great for blog writing. Turns out I'm taking the break up hard.. the breakup with my gym... and work is monopolizing most all of my time. I shall return on Monday at the latest with some profoundlings. If you've got any encouraging words, now would be the time!  :)

Inspired by the new weight lifting knowledge I acquired yesterday, I woke up and went to the gym this morning. It has been a while since I have actually be to the gym because I've been walking and finding other ways to get my workouts in. Today I remembered why the gym just is not working for me. It is the shower. When I joined the gym last September I was in a different living situation and it worked out pretty well because it was on my way to work. I'd go, shower there and head right to work. Over time the bathroom/shower situation at the gym kept gnawing at me more and more. It isn't that the bathrooms are dirty, it is the THOUGHT of how dirty it is. Anytime Fitness does a great job maintaining their shower rooms and there really isn't anything they could do to make me feel better about this. The thoughts that freak me out are seeing the guy that goes in there before me all sweaty, then going in after him and smelling the soap or cologne he's put on. It gags

Daylight savings time has actually had a pretty positive effect on my workouts. My inner clock is still set to wake up happy between 6:30- 6:45a except the actual time now is 5:30-5:45a. I  don't feel groggy or like I'm missing out on any sleep AND it is light out earlier so I don't get intimidated by the darkness and use it as an excuse to go back to bed. When I wake up earlier I feel better about the workout. It makes me feel like I'm one of those fitness bad asses that actually enjoy waking up early to workout. I feel like I set myself up for more productivity when I've already been up and worked out before I get to work. The one downside is that the "fall back" happens in November when it gets super cold in the mornings. This morning I woke up and enjoyed all of the aforementioned things and then I stepped out onto the porch and felt how cold it was. I pushed through and did some running just to warm up! When I finished my walk I was chilled but comf

 Last week I went into work every day at 7a. I made up all but 1 of my workouts that got replaced because of going in early. I also moved my office and that was a workout in itself... This weekend I raked leaves on Saturday and stacked wood on Sunday. I was curious how many calories I'd burned and was a little shocked. I felt like my heart rate was higher raking but the stacking made more of my muscles sore. The calorie count is interesting. Raking leaves for an hour burned 400 calories. Stacking wood for an hour burned 300 calories. Both of these activities helped keep me on track this week. My Weight Watchers venture isn't going so well. Keeping up with that tracking feels like just one more thing I have to pay attention to. I've wanted to download the app because I think that will help keep it more at my finger tips but wouldn't you know I have to clean out my phone before I can upload another app. It just doesn't seem to be coming together. All I really ne