I was supposed to be ready.
As I look through all the circulars that came in the mail this week, I began to get annoyed, mad, ok ANGRY! I saw a lot of clothes I envisioned to be wearing by this time. Nice fitted tops that I could actually tuck in my pants without having to wear a vest or blazer as a cover, skinny jeans, and nice outfits for the gym. None of the crap I wanted would fit AND look nice. Like the saying goes, just because they make it in your size…
So much for being ready for Spring.
I had my second fall off the wagon since I began working out in November. Common theme in both falls–some type of illness. I am the healthiest I have been in a long time and I get sick. REALLY?
The first illness was a severe cold that made me tired. It was not quite the flu and it just drug on forever. My trainer would not let me come near him and eventually I missed about 10 straight days from the gym. I went back to the gym for two weeks and worked out hard…actually too much. On top of that, I did not eat enough food and nutrients (protein, fiber, etc) and I felt like I had some type of mineral deficiency. I was extremely tired and sleepy all the time. To put the final nail in the coffin, I went out to eat a lot during this period and ate all kinds of stuff that tasted good…Really good!
One of my goals was to be down to a certain size/look/weight by March 1, which happened to coincide with my mom’s 60th birthday party in Atlanta. With three days to go, I figured eating what I wanted right before that date wasn’t going to make much of a difference. Yes, dumb rationale. I ate more good stuff before I left (the Shamrock shake was the best..until it settled).
For those of you who travel south, particularly in Atlanta, there are a plethora of restaurants to choose from. And choose we did. To my credit, I did take some food enzymes, protein shakes and fiber supplements with me to put a dent in the potential disaster. I took them faithfully everyday and ate correctly for two meals each day. I should get points for that, right?
After I returned full, bloated and still tired, I made some assessments and got back on track. No need to do the “shoulda, coulda, woulda.” Time to put the big girl panties on get it together. Now that I am back in my right mind this is my course of action:
- Celebrate the small victories. I have lost 10 lbs, a few inches and gained some muscle tone since I started.
- Determine a REALISTIC training schedule and stick to it. I can take my time getting to Serena Williams status.
- Early mornings are essential. I am not a morning person AT ALL, but going early curtails the chances of ditching the gym, gets the endorphins and metabolism running and reduces the chances of me eating crap I shouldn’t. It also frees up my afternoon.
- Set a food cut-off time and stick to it. I do best when I cut my food consumption off 3-4 hours before I go to bed so 6pm is good.
- Make sure I consume enough calories and eat the right amount of protein, carbs and fiber. Passing out at the gym (or anywhere else) is just not sexy.
- Avoid going out to eat! That is where I failed the most, especially since I was not working out. Should have ordered a salad and brought my own dressing.
- KEEP IT MOVING! That’s what we do here.
The Summer circulars await me!
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