Weight: 194 pounds (down 1.6 pounds from last week, 13 pounds total)
Waist: 35.5 inches (down 1.5 inches total)
Hips: 42 inches (down 3 inch total)
On diet: I want to eat all the fried and cheesy things. I’ve been having some problems with my hormones, which makes me want to eat. All the time. I’ve been compromising by eating crap, just in small enough quantities that I stay within my calorie allowance. It’s totally not ideal, but it got me through the week. I’m hoping to get some answers this week about what is making me so out of whack. The current theory is my thyroid is still low, but it might also be my birth control. I was also put back on pre-natal vitamins because I have developed some pretty severe symptoms of anemia (I could explain why, but you really don’t want to know that much and pre-natals are free, thus it is the cheapest way to get more iron). I’ll be getting some blood work done tomorrow to make sure the pre-natal is sufficient to raise my hemoglobin and to see where my thyroid is.
On NROLW: This is my last week of stage 2. I did workout A on Monday and was surprisingly sore on Tuesday, especially my abs. I’m just so shocked that taking a week off left me this sore. Anyways, I’m not a huge fan of these workouts (so effing many variations on the lunge), so I’m excited to see what stage 3 brings. I have to admit that I don’t look ahead much because it would probably just make me anxious. I’ll read stage 3 this weekend at some point. Maybe.
On running: I did well with the faster pace group on Saturday, especially considering the cold and ice (I heard someone actually broke her leg from falling, but this is an unsubstantiated rumor). I realized the faster group doesn’t really use the water stops because all but a few people have belts (and that’s probably better race prep). I think I’m just going to have to look like an ass and carry my Camelback for long runs (which are not currently that long). I can’t wear a belt without horrible midsection pain and my handheld leaked all over the car this past week. Also, a handheld isn’t quite enough for 7 miles, which is my plan for this week (or maybe more since I’m changing to a cheaper goal race). I can’t actually expect a whole group to change their routine based on my crazy.
That was shockingly mature. Let’s hope that never happens again.
Anyways, I feel like I’m losing my momentum. I’ve been at this for a little over a month and I’m just kind of over constantly monitoring my calories. It doesn’t help that I actually gained 0.6 pounds since Sunday thanks to some rather extreme bloat (hormone, you suck). I’m also over eating the same things for meals all the time, but if we are being honest, I can’t afford to eat differently anyways. I’m saving a ton of money by not eating out very often and I can buy a lot more in bulk these days. Too bad my clothing is all getting huge and will cost a lot to replace.
Sports bra chafing is the worst thing ever, by the way. I could feel it happening on Saturday, but it was too late to do anything about it. At least I can still use those bras for lifting. I also need new pants, but I’ve decided to deal for now. I tried getting a belt, but I really hate the way it sits. I’m guessing it has something to do with all the shooting pains that have been coming from my c-section lately.
Wow, I’m a bundle of cheery. Let me finish this by saying that looking in the mirror lately has been awesome. I can see a difference and I can see where I’m headed. I like it.