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Ridin’ to the Diner

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So, this is me, in all my glory, no makeup. My husband and I were bored at home so we jumped on the bicycles and rode 3 miles to come get some shakes at a downtown diner.

I’m not perfect, slender or high maintenance, but I’m learning to love myself.  I sunburn within seconds it seems, my thighs jiggle when I don’t want them to, and I have circus feet and hands (freakishly small).  I look like a dork when I am riding my bicycle but feel like a queen.  I’m learning to ride the bicycle instead of my motorcycle, especially when I want to just jump in the car and go for a quick trip to the store.  I smile really big, and cry more easily than I should, but that’s OK.  I laugh when I’m upset or angry because I don’t like to show frustration or anger to people.

This is me, and that’s OK.

Gym’in it

I jumped on the scale this morning; 177.0 LBS.  That means I’ve regained 16.8 pounds since August 2nd.  Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not beating myself up “too” bad, as it’s been nearly 4 months to regain half the weight I lost, but it’s enough to give me a wake up call.

My husband and I went to check out a local gym which is paired with a hospital here: Avera Fitness Center.  The facility looks brand spanking new and has tons of machines, group activities and two pools (regulation size and a theraputic heated pool).  Their locker rooms are amazing, with whirlpools, combs, shampoo, conditioner, body wash, lotion, deodorant and blow dryers and extremely knowledgable staff.

They gave us a 3-day pass to try it out, we’re going tonight after work.  Our theory is this: get home, let the dogs out, get out stuff, hit the gym, come home, shower, make dinner.   Three to four nights each week.

What does this mean for me?  It means I can start exercising in a facility that is so beautiful that I don’t really feel like it’s some ho-hum gym.  They have classes starting at about 5:30AM and they go until after 6:30 (latest one starts at 6:50PM).  They are open on the weekends and are close to our house.

Why am I rambling so much about a gym?  Because I’m trying to get pumped up for it.

Fast Forward 8 hours from when I started this post.

I’ve been to the gym, walked 1/2 a mile around the track, did 25 leg presses (sadly to say only at 150 lbs, I weigh 177…sooo…I cannot leg press my own weight), 15 crunch thingies and then 5 minutes on a stairmaster and 10 minutes on a treadmill at 3.5 mph 1.5 incline.

It took me about 45 minutes to do it all, said and done with getting showered afterwards, and I am feeling GREAT!  I’m taking it easy at the gym, hopefully this will help me get the habit of going there first, then look at making it tougher.

I’m taking tomorrow off from exercise, but will be back Friday night.

Life, Love and the Pursuit of Skinniness

Last night I started looking at gyms in the area, thinking if I have somewhere to go workout that isn’t crazy out of the way I might go…yeah…might.  Not.  Could.  Should.  But probably won’t.  I HATE working out.  Did I mention HATE?  I don’t know why it is exactly, it’s not like I have something so much better to do with my time, I mean, I watch specific TV shows each week…I don’t need to sit down and watch them every night as a guarantee.

I wonder if I decided that after I had dinner and fed the dogs (7:00) that I could go to the gym for an hour a night, round trip.  So, 15 minutes of driving and 45 minutes of working out.  It seems plausible.  Do this three nights a week and I’m only adding 135 minutes of shows to my DVR really.  The other 4 days of the week I could just watch shows like normal.  It all sounds easy, great and plausible, but some how I just really don’t see it happening, which sucks because I think I’m really going to need to tone up in order to keep getting smaller, rather than just lighter.

After a long day of work though, working out just seems like the last thing I want to do, and I can’t do it on the way home from work because my poor dogs have been kenneled since 8:15AM and I don’t get home until 5:45 as it is.  I don’t want to make it 6:45, that’s 10.5 hours they’re kenneled at a time!

So, how do I get around my hee’in and haw’in about this.  Not sure yet, but at least I’m putting it out there, the “Should Do It” and now the world can see it (or at least the people who visit my blog 😉 ).

That’s all for now folks, checkin’ in later after I try out my roast beef for dinner tonight.