Thursday, June 24, 2010

Day 2: Fail

Sadly, I did absolutely no workout of any kind. Jude was just too moody for it.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Day 1

This morning I did 20 minutes of yoga. It feels good to stretch. I really like Rodney Yee. (seen below) I bought one other yoga DVD set. I thought OH GREAT DEAL, there were three disks and it was a good price. But really? The instructor was kind of.....too weirdly new age-y for me. And it wasn't really very instructional. The scenery was beautiful, but it wasn't really clear how to do all the poses. With the Rodney Yee DVD, it was much much easier.

I did Level 1 of the Jillian Michaels: 30 Day Shred. I was interrupted 10 minutes in by Jude, so there was a 25 minute break in there while I got him breakfast.  I'm pretty sure it still counts though. An hour walk pushing Jude in his stroller in weather hot enough to melt the tar on the road. Not even kidding.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Starting Off

I'm 5' tall and 142 pounds. I have a small frame and, there should be 40 pounds less of me. Give or take a few. It depends on muscle mass and stuff. Anyway. I'm tired of being flabtastic. I'm tired of not wanting to buy new clothes because....what fits and doesn't accentuate my protruding belly is 1. ugly 2. is too old for me. There's just no way to get around it: I look like I've still got a baby in mah belly. Shopping for clothes is traumatic and depressing and I hate doing it.
This is fat bashing. I just want to be comfortable in my skin. I want to have a strong healthy body and be able to RUN. I want the health benefits and stress reduction that come with exercise. I'm a high string individual, easily stressed out and prone to free floating anxiety. On days I work out hard, I am unstoppable; I am a goddess. So! Here I go, starting over again on the fitness quest.
I'll be doing the Couch to 5K, yoga (it should be daily), and 30 Day Shred with Jillian Michaels. I'm starting this blog to share and document my progress. Also, I think it'll probably help me stay accountable.

I know that there's a lot of push out there to embrace yourself the way you are, love your curves, etc. But for me this would be a cop out. Because I can tell myself daily that I am beautiful the way I am, and my husband would tell me I'm sexy no matter how big I get because he loves me....I just wouldn't feel it, wouldn't believe it. Not living the way I do right now. But working out hard, sweating and being sore, damn. Still being fat, accomplishing that yoga pose and running for even the pitifully short amount of time I can run? THAT makes me feel dead sexy. Well. After a shower anyway.