When the Rubber Meets the Road
This is it, y’all. This is the week when I begin my boot camp workouts. I’m really excited to finally be starting, but I’ll be honest I’m kind of dreading it too. The temperatures here have been in the high 90s for several weeks now, with humidity levels just about as high. It’s not going to be easy, is what I’m saying. I mean, it was going to be hard anyway, but the temperatures are just going to make it harder. But my cousin, who is a fitness trainer, recently posted this on her FB status: “When you feel like giving up, you can throw in the towel. Or you can use that towel to wipe the sweat off your face and keep going.” I may need a whole stack of towels, but I’m not going to give up.
Because there really couldn’t be a better time for me to start. Today it was hammered home to me how truly out of shape I’ve become. I’ve been having some gastric issues over the past 6 months or so. My GP told me he thought it was gastritis, but I’ve had a sneaky suspicion that my gallbladder might be the real culprit. My stomach problems always appear after weekends when I’ve eaten proligately. On Sunday my family and I went to a seafood restaurant whose specialty is fried food. And I partook. Copiously.
About three hours later, I regretted it. And I’m still regretting it today. Periodic shooting pains in your chest and your side are a pretty good reminder that you’re getting older and you just can’t eat like you did before. I saw my doctor today and he has ordered an ultrasound scan of my gallbladder, so I guess we’ll see soon what my problem is. Well, the ultrasound technician will see. I’ll just stare confusedly at the black and white images on the screen and pretend I can see what he or she is talking about.
The other painful thing that happened to me today was that I weighed for the first time in ages. And, I weigh a good ten pounds more than I thought I did. I guess all those cheese quesadillas at my local taco place are starting to catch up with me. Today my weight is the highest it’s ever been, not including how much I weighed while pregnant and immediately after — in my opinion those totally don’t count.
So, this is when the rubber meets the road. It all gets real for me now. If I’m going to do this, I need to do it right. So, in addition to starting my exercise plan on Thursday, I’m also going to start being more careful about what I eat. Today I gave up soft drinks. I only drink 2 Diet Cokes a day as it is, but now even those are gone. The fact of the matter is that I no longer enjoy them. They just leave me feeling bloated and uncomfortable. So, they’re gone. I’m going to start adding more fruits and vegetables into my diet and eating less processed food. If I’m going to sweat my ass off twice a week, I should at least try not to sabotage myself with what I stuff in my face, you know?
Today I’m going to list my measurements and will post updates once a month. That’s how I’m planning to track my process. I’m not going to list my weight since I don’t own a scale and I don’t want that to be my focus anyway. So here goes:
Bust – 41″
Waist – 33″
Hips – 40″
Arms – 11.5″
Thighs – 22″
Calves – 14.5″
I won’t be sorry to see any of these numbers shrink, except for the bust line. Unfortunately, when I gain and lose weight, my boobs are the first to grow and the first to go. I’ll be sorry to say goodbye to the girls, but if I can fit into a smaller size, it will be worth it.
By the time I check in again, I will have attended my first session. On Thursday, around 6:00 p.m. EST, please stop to think of me. Say a prayer, if you’re so inclined. I’m going to need it.