So far, so good.

My workout was good yesterday, but today I will have a better one.

I didn’t do so well with my food. I went over my calories by 126. But today is a new day!

My sinuses are bothering me today. Yuck. I started my temping back up today; I’m temping vaginally this cycle. I sleep with my mouth open more often than not, and I’ve read that can lead to erratic temps.

Here’s to a May baby!

Enough is enough.

I haven’t been sticking to a workout routine, nor a healthy eating pattern, since May.

MAY.

IT’S AUGUST.

This is unacceptable.

Starting TODAY, I am getting back into it. I’m taking the opportunity that my stupid AF gave me this month to get back into my exercise regimen hard core.

My PreSeed showed up last night, and needless to say, after a “trial run”, I have to say I’m pretty happy with it. I need to pick up some more OPKs. I plan on following the “Sperm Meets Egg” plan this cycle, so I will be starting our BDing this Saturday, and I will start using OPKs this coming Monday.

So that’s where I am right now. My fitness regimen starts anew TODAY. Not tomorrow, not Thursday. TO-DAY.

Finally! An Update!

It’s been a very long while since I updated this blog. What’s been going on..

Let’s see. I started my weight loss endeavor in February. It’s now June, and I’ve lost 20 pounds. I started out at 170 lbs, and I’m now at 150. I’m pretty proud of that. My goal was to be 140 by June 30th, which I don’t think will happen… But what is most important is that I feel great. I go to the gym frequently, I’ve been eating better (well. Trying to. I have been slacking BIG TIME the past month and a half or so with the food)…. And with that, in May, Josh and I decided that it was time to start trying again.

Our first cycle was a bust; We got one BD session in, and I got a sinus infection/strep throat combination that lasted an entire week. I was miserable; I didn’t go in to work at all that whole week.

We’re on cycle two now. I don’t have any earthly idea when I ovulated, but AF is due a week from tomorrow, so I suppose I’m in the 1WW. This 1WW is decidedly more mellow than the cycle where we got our BFP. I’m not analyzing every little thing my body does, I’m trying to be more skeptical so I don’t get let down if AF shows.

I’m going to try and test Saturday, June 28th because my company is having an outing at Six Flags. If I get a BFP, I won’t ride anything… I don’t know. I don’t know if I’ll ride anything even if I get a BFN.. I’m really torn about the whole thing. I’d hate to ride the coasters, find out I’m pregnant, and then have a miscarriage. I’ve talked to a lot of people who say that early in pregnancy it wouldn’t hurt the baby to ride roller coasters, but I’m still kind of wary of it.

Anyway, that’s what’s been going on. There have been other things here and there, but nothing huge or major. I’m biding my time online until 12:00… Coldplay is playing in Atlanta in November, and I’m buying tickets today! I’m so excited, my friend Michelle and I are going to be going together.

I’ll update this more often, I promise!

10 pounds gone, a mile jogged, allergy fits

Well as of this weekend, I have officially lost 10 pounds. I weighed in at 160 pounds on Saturday. I’m extremely excited, and proud that I’ve made it this far, but I do also realize that I have at LEAST 20 more to go.

On Sunday I wanted a break from the elliptical, so I decided to see how far I could jog on the treadmill at 5.0 MPH. I’ve never been able to jog a mile, so that was my goal. I didn’t think I’d make it but lo and behold, I did. And I wasn’t even really winded! I was extremely proud, and happy.

Sunday my diet went to hell, but I had expected it. My mother in law cooked an Easter dinner, and I ate the hell out of it. It was so fabulous and good, though I felt MISERABLE afterward. My stomach was like “What the HELL are you doing to me?!”

I have been getting really good exercise in the past week. I MAYBE have a new job on the horizon (this is a HUGE HUGE HUGE maybe, I haven’t even been called about an interview yet). My allergies are going crazy today even though I took a Claritin this morning. I hope they clear up soon, because I probably look really horrible with my runny nose and watery eyes.

I just found out that one of the group members from my Spark People local group lost her 9 year old daughter last week. She had an unexpected brain hemmorage, and died. I felt like someone slapped me in the face when I read that. I didn’t know her personally, but was supposed to meet her this coming Sunday for the walk. I don’t know if she’s going to attend or not, but I doubt it. I feel so sad, and so horrible for her.

I just sneezed three times in a row. I can’t (four times in a row) go home from work; for one, I went home last Monday and for two, my manager called out sick. So, I’m stuck here sneezing and sniffling.

That’s all for now..

Goals and Rewards

When I lose ten pounds, I am going to allow myself to buy that Bumble & Bumble hair set that I have my eye on at Target.
I have currently lost 8.5 pounds. Almost there!

Losin’ and Sneezin’

Well, this weekend was lazy. I took a day off on Friday because my legs were killing me, and I didn’t want to hurt them. I had all intentions on doing my Saturday morning cardio and yoga class, but unfortunately on Friday night after our Warhammer game my brother in law and I got really drunk. When Josh and I got home I wasn’t tired, and I ended up not going to bed until 7 AM. I was supposed to meet Michelle at the gym at 9:30. I texted her early on an told her that I was just going to skip Saturday. Bad Natalie!

I did go on Sunday, and weighed in. I’ve lost another pound. I’m now at 161.5. When I did my very first weigh in 6 weeks ago, I weighed 170. So, I’m making progress!

I’m going home sick today from work. I feel pretty bad… I have to wait an hour to an hour and a half. The coworker who relieves me for lunch, and covers for me when I’m out sick and what have you has some things to be done early this morning. I don’t mind; I’m just glad that I’m going to get to go home.

Nothing really else to report… Today is a rest day, so I don’t have to feel badly about being sick and not making it to the gym. Back to it tomorrow..

Taking it easy

Ever since the kickboxing class on Wednesday, I’ve been taking it easy. My leg muscles are screaming at me, and upon the wise advise of my dear husband, I’ve decided to take today off. I worked out very lightly with Michelle last night (we just walked on treadmills.. I put an incline on mine, but walked at a steady/slow pace). Tomorrow it’s back, I have yoga in the morning. Woot!

There is a possibility of a new job on the horizon, one with a company I’ve kind of had my eye on in my peripheral vision for a few months. My friend Ryan works there, and the way he talks about it, it seems mega laid back, and just an overall good place to work. I’m excited about the prospect of a new job, because this one is wearing on me already. I haven’t even been here for a year, and already I’m tired of it. My coworkers and manager are very cool, but as far as professionally goes.. I’m left with a lot of work picking up where others lack. And I’m not okay with that. I also don’t feel like I get paid enough for the work I do.

So, we’ll see what happens. I went to my coworker’s going away mini-party today. He got a new job.. I had a slice of cake and a handful of Doritos. I went to McDonald’s for lunch and got a Happy Meal with apple slices instead of french fries. I looked up the nutritional info, and the cheeseburger I had was only 300 calories, much to my surprise. So I don’t feel too horrible about the things I’ve eaten today.

I can’t wait to get this weight off, and feel like me again. It’s going to be wonderful.

I got my ass kicked…. Almost literally!

Owwwwwwwwwwww.
I went to the Rush last night all by myself for a class.. It was called Knock Out Gear Up, and I was expecting another “kickboxing” class like Tuesday night’s class that Michelle and I attended. Well, this WAS kickboxing.. But it was taught by someone who actually KICKBOXED. It was less of a cardio class, and more of a controlled movement class. He taught us how to crouch defensively against punches, and draw our legs up defensively against kicks. We did things like that, we worked on our balance and control, and the last half of the class we sparred. At first, he just made punching/kicking movements in the mirror and we were to dodge accordingly, trying to predict his movements.
The last 20 minutes of the class, he brought out these punching blocks. We paired off (luckily there was an even number of people in the class), one of us holding the bag and the other “attacking”. We were instructed to hit and kick at the block best we could, while the person HOLDING the block was to dodge us, move, and try and keep us from kicking or punching it. I did well until it was my turn to spar the instructor. He only had the hand pads, and he would punch (not actually punching, it was more jabbing motions that were feigned punches.. Had we been in an actual kickboxing match I would have had bruises all over me) and kick, trying to teach me to be defensive. It was really hard, but I absolutely loved it.
We did an ab workout to end the session, and stretches. My legs are on fire, my arms are killing me, and I loved it. I’ll be back next Wednesday if I get off work in time.
I decided to make last night my “bad” night. Josh and I went out and ate Chinese food. I enjoyed every bite, and I only had two small plates. I normally load down my plates but I ate small portions, and felt very full. It was deeeeelicious.
Tonight, I’m taking it easy. Treadmill and abs only, because my legs, knees, and arms need a rest. Tomorrow night… WARHAMMER! Yah!!! And rest. No workout for me tomorrow night.

Kickboxing

Last night Michelle and I went to the gym to try out a kickboxing class. We’ve done a few step aerobics classes in the past few weeks, and have enjoyed them.

I’m on week 5 of my exercise and healthy living regimen. I’ve been consistently working out 5 days a week, sometimes more since then. I’m in much better shape than I was at the start but apparently, I am not quite in the shape that I thought.

We took the class, and within 20 minutes of it, I wanted to curl into a corner and die. It hurt so badly! It was making me move and use my muscles (my leg muscles in particular) in ways that they were not used to, and believe me, they were letting me know. During the class, I hated it, and wanted to quit. As soon as it was over, I was exhilirated, and felt amazing. I felt like I had gotten a truly great workout for the first time since I started this program. I will definitely be incorporating that class into my weekly regimen. Kickboxing Tuesdays, Yoga Saturdays.

I’ve lost 7.5 pounds thus far, in 5 weeks. I know that is pretty good, but in my head, it’s not enough. I’m such an impatient person, I want to buy new clothes right now. I’ve lost an inch off my waist, hips, and thighs, and it’s still not enough for me. I’m wondering if I’m pushing myself as hard as I possibly could. Some days the answer is yes, and some days the answer is no. I need to be continually stepping it up, so I don’t plateau already.

In other news, I am now the team leader of the Chattanooga Chew Chews, which is a group that will be participating in the 3.1 mile walk to benefit AIDS Awareness called the Strides of March. The event is on the 30th, and I’m really excited about it. I’m working to raise money for the foundation. If you happen to stumble across this blog, and on the off chance that you’d like to donate, there’s a link to my personal donation page on the right hand side of this blog. I’m not expecting much of a contribution. My mother has already donated $25, and that’s good for now. This is the first time I’ve ever done something like this, and I feel really, really good about it. I’m interested in keeping my eyes open for anything else that comes along like this. I’m particularly interested on doing things for the March of Dimes.

So, that’s all for now. I’m still working on getting this weight off. I know that I can do it, I have it in me. I’m not giving up or quitting, I’m just a little discouraged and I really don’t have any reason to be. My weight loss thus far is still very, very good.

Good morning

I had a very good weekend… I got some good exercise in, ate a few too many bad foods (I wasn’t horrible but I also was not as good as I should have been), and didn’t really feel badly about it. I played Warhammer Saturday night with my husband, brother in law, and our friends, and my character died within an hour and a half of gameplay. I didn’t mind; I really did not care for her.

We played again Sunday, with me rolling up a new character whom I like way better than my last.

That’s enough gaming talk.

I weighed in Saturday at 162.5, which puts me at a 7 1/2 pound weight loss in 5 weeks. Not bad. I’m getting impatient because while my clothes are fitting better, I’m still not at the point where I need new pants. Most of the change I can see is in my upper body; my arms and whatnot. My thighs are still gigantic. I didn’t get a chance to measure myself, so hopefully this coming weekend I’ll get to and I’ll see a change.

Today is my rest day, which is good. I’m feeling kind of sore. Ugh. I am putting off doing these stupid monthly summaries for work. If you saw them and the work involved, you’d be putting them off, too. I’m not sure how much longer I can stay in this job, doing the things I do, for this pay. Even if they paid me more, I don’t think I’d want to stay here much longer.

Ugh.