Operation MILF, Week 3: Be Proud of You

Keeping this up for 3 whole weeks is quite the accomplishment for me! Haven’t been that dedicated since before I got pregnant. Woo! When you’ve committed to something and followed through, recognize what you’ve done and give yourself a pat on the back – whether it’s been 3 days or 3 weeks or 3 months or 3 years.  It’s not easy to make time in your schedule for workouts and it’s nearly impossible to pass up free cookies in the break room, so don’t forget to remind yourself of your victories, big & small, each day. Brag about them to your friends and spouse because they care about you and want to see you succeed. Did you flip the bird to that box of donuts and keep on walking? Did you destroy a workout when you really just wanted to nap? Did you lose weight this week? Did you only drink 5 beers outta the 6-pack? Tell someone who will give you a high-five, but at the very least give yourself one.

It’s easy to concentrate on how much farther you have to go or how much more weight you want to lose or on that extra piece of pizza you shouldn’t have eaten rather than on how far you’ve come or how much weight you’ve lost or how well you’ve been doing on your diet overall. It’s the sad truth that people tend to dwell on the negatives. Make an effort to remind yourself of the positives and surround yourself with supportive people who will help you see how amazing you are when you don’t see it yourself.

Week 3 Update/Summary:

Saturday– I weighed in 4 lbs down this morning and I did 30-min of Insanity: Plyo, but my calorie count by the end of the day can only be quantified as: God only knows. We had a pool party at a friend’s house so I had a burger, some Doritos, a few fries, a cake pop, a couple root beer beers, and many a solo cup of summer brew. So we’ll just write Saturday off as bad debt and a hell of a good time.

Sunday– family walk in the park, 45 min. MapMyRun wigged out, unless I just didn’t realize I was zig-zagging like a drunken newborn calf and walking on water like Jesus.

I was 100-200 calories high today, but not horrible. Didn’t weigh-in because eff that noise the day after brutally murdering my diet, then eating and drinking, then eating & drinking some more.  At least I worked out.

Monday– Insanity: Pure Cardio, 30 min. Weighed in heavy today, as expected. At least I don’t feel as flab-tastic as I did when I started 2 weeks ago. Had a low-cal day, so hoping the effects of Saturday fade away soon. One plus side of having a 9-mo old is we don’t do anything past 7 pm so my “hangover” had come & gone by the time we went to bed Saturday, so didn’t need time for that to fade away. Score.

Tuesday– Insanity, Cardio Power & Resistance, 25 min. Had to guess at some of my calories today but I think I over estimated, so I think I did ok.

Wednesday– Treadmill, jog 24 min (two 12-min miles…I’m slow)/walk 6 min + leg day (squats, leg extensions, and walking lunges). Just about back to my low since I started a couple Mondays ago. Maybe this weekend I’ll cool it on the booze and food as to not have to make up for it all next week. 😛


Thursday
– Insanity: Plyo, 30 min. Why is it that the earlier I get up to get my workout and shower out of the way before the baby gets up, the earlier he gets up? It’s like he has some kinda radar.  I tip-toe stealthily, open and close the baby gates quietly, and gently pour the dogs’ food into their bowls, which were moved to the basement to keep the noise as far away from the nursery as possible. But alas, as soon as I get going Little Mister starts stirring. Grrrr. Today I started my workout at 6:20 and by 6:24 he was fidgety. Was good on calories today.
Friday– New low for this time around! Total loss in just about 3 weeks of 4.6 lbs.  Stair machine, 25 min + chest/back day. I went over my calories today, but whaddya gonna do? It wasn’t horrible and I did workout. And rather than getting a big delicious looking burger at dinner I got a salad to sorta but not really offset a beer and that extra cookie I had at lunch. The this-day-is-already-shot mentality is the devil! You can always choose to not make things worse.
Saturday– well, by my weigh in today I technically gained 0.4 lbs in the past week, but weekend and Monday weigh-ins are just mean like that, and I’m sure yesterday’s low wasn’t a total fluke so whatevs.  First rest day in 2 weeks! Plan on getting it in tomorrow though. I was over calories again, but mostly due to liquid calories, if you know what I mean. 😉 Side note: that root beer beer, albeit amazing, is calorie-tastic! Ugh.  Like, I won’t drink an 8-oz cup of 100 cal milk to save the calories but I’ll drink two 200 cal 12-oz root beers. Maybe if milk were alcoholic I wouldn’t get osteoporosis by the time I’m 35.

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