Operation MILF, Week 1: Do You

Over the weekend the hubs and I decided to do something about our health.  Maybe it was prompted by the trip to the Chinese Buffet, or maybe it was the visit to Hurts Donut…there’s really no telling. But in any event, we’ve been talking about getting our butts back in gear for months, but finally took action this week.

Well, I’ve taken action every Monday for months, but it turns out you can’t lose weight and get toned by only trying on Mondays and eating fries and pizza the other 6 days of the week. What the hell is that about?

I’m not one of those types who talk about their workouts and diet ALLLL the time, but it does come up in conversation from time to time with people I’m close to and/or going out to eat with. And now, in this case, with the residents of InternetLand. This isn’t for the benefit of the Internetites, however (which is abundantly clear by my blog traffic lol), it’s for me. 
Accountability is key, and that’s true for every area of life. In real estate, having a coach and/or accountability partner makes a world of difference when it comes to reaching your sales goals. When it comes to finances you’re much more likely to stay on budget if you are answering to someone for your expenditures. And a diet-buddy or workout-partner keeps you on track and focused on where you are health-wise and where you wanna be.  And the more the merrier! The more people you have rallying behind you and keeping you honest the more likely you are going to be successful. Get a buddy or two or three!

After stating that I’ve started working on getting back in shape I’ve had a couple of people this week respond to me by saying something along the lines of “what for?” and “you don’t need to.” And while that’s super nice, and I know they are giving me a compliment (I always say thank you), they don’t see me naked and they don’t know my reasons.

I know I’m not fat and I know I don’t have a lot to lose, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be a better me. I want to be healthy and energetic for myself and my family. And okay, yeah, I’d kill to look like a Bond Girl in a bikini – on that note, I’d kill to do Bond things to Sean Connery in his Bond days.  But Bond Girl bod or not, I do want to look good. But mostly it’s what being happy and comfortable with my body means.  It means dance parties and base running with my son (when he does more than army crawl), being a role-model for him as he grows, having a stronger sense of accomplishment and self-worth, and knowing that I’m bettering myself physically and mentally and that doing that betters everything.

I know all too well, after losing and gaining the same 20-30 lbs a few times, that it’s a slippery slope. If you don’t have a line that you consciously don’t allow yourself to cross, your health and weight can get out of control without you even realizing it. I know my happy weight and I have an upper limit that when I hit it I know I’ve gotta do something about it. That’s another reason I’m big on frequent weigh-ins. If I’m creeping up to my scary number I know to maybe have a salad for lunch instead of a burger. Or to at least 86 the fries. 🙂

So here’s my update:
From Monday morning to this morning (Friday), I’ve lost 2.2 lbs. Aaaaaand then this happened…. 

 …but it’s Friday and I’m only human. I was good the rest of the day. So anyhoo, overall I’ve had a great week staying on track: Monday through Thursday workouts (4 total), and under between 1200-1500 calories each day besides today and REALLY, don’t you just pee out wine calories anyway? Actually, I’m pretty sure it’s calorie-free and MyFitnessPal is playing a prank on me.
I will detail my workouts and food a bit better in future posts, but I’m lazy and full of wine and popcorn right now, and the best thing to ever happen to me will probably wake up in 30 seconds because somehow, someway he knows.

Feel free to friend me on MyFitnessPal – my “diary” is an open-book.  My username is Roach621. I can always use more accountability buddies!
The weekend is upon us! Here’s hoping I can make it through Monday’s weigh-in without getting pissy with myself for caving in all weekend long. Here, here! 

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