Monday, February 29, 2016
Trying to Pick Up Where I Left Off
Yesterday was such a beautiful day. I believe we got up to the 60's here in the Midwest. After a long morning of grocery shopping and cleaning up the house my daughter begged to go for a run and stop at the park. Now, it's been such a long time since I've gone for a run. I'm thinking October, maybe November. I wasn't really looking forward to it. I'm a lot slower than I used to be. I mean much much slower. When I look at my time, it puts me down. Really 2 miles in 30 minutes! I used to be able to run a 5k in less than that. Now I didn't take into account, that the wind was 35 miles/hour, nor the fact that I was pushing a stroller that had 20lbs in it. The run was hard. I literally felt like I was going to give myself a heart attack. I know that one day I will get back to where I used to be. I shouldn't be hard on myself. It took me a long time to get to 10 minute miles, I know not fast for many runners, but fast for me. I'm going to take it one day at a time. Right now I plan on running 3x per week. Once I get back into the grove of things I'm hoping to going back to running 4 days week, with Saturdays being my long runs. Will I be running a half marathon in the near future? That's still up in the air. Hey I'm trying to run a 5k without dying.
Friday, February 5, 2016
Pressing the Reset Button
Back in June I had my second child, a girl! Although daddy wanted a boy and I said I did as well, I was more than happy to have another girl. One doctor we saw, jokingly said if we paid him well, he would switch her out for a boy. No thanks Doc!
Prior to having my second baby I lost about 70lbs. It took me almost 3 years to lose the weight, but I did it. My oldest daughter was about 5 years old and she was and still is an active little one. I could barely keep up and I knew it was because of the weight. I was unhealthy. I had anxiety attacks, at times I felt depressed. I remember looking on social media and seeing friends running and actually liking it. What?! People actually enjoy running. One of my good friends had just started running as well. We talked about running a 5k together and it was all downhill from there. I signed up at our local YMCA and started going to gym.
I was embarrassed at first. I had no confidence in myself what so ever. One thing I liked about the our local Y was that they had a treadmill, elliptical, stepper, and weights in the women's locker room. This is where I started working out. I looked up running. I found lots of blogs, many of which I read daily. I also came across the running plan, Couch to 5k. I started and restarted the Couch to 5k program. It wasn't easy, gave up many times. I changed up my meals. Tried to eat healthier, lots of fish and chicken.
Finally, in 2013, I ran my first 5k. It was a small race and it was challenging. I ran it with my friend who inspired me to start running. After completing that first 5k I had an adrenaline rush and my workouts started to get better. I added strength training. At least what I considered strength training. After about a year of not really seeing a change in my muscle tone, I started taking a class at the Y, Body Pump. I was in love. It was a whole hour of strength training, it went by fast. In 2014, I was at my lowest weight ever, 116 lbs. I went and got a health assessment done and it was perfect. First time! This was also the year I ran more first half marathon. I was in a good place.
Right after I ran that half marathon, I lost some interest in running. I wasn't excited for it! I don't know if all the training that drained me, but I needed a break. Not only did I need a break, but I had also, some point along the way injured myself. I started going to physical therapy. I was told not to run. I did therapy for most of the summer. Once I was released to run, I didn't have the desire, but I still tried. I would run a couple of miles here and there. Then in October, a few weeks before Halloween I found out I was expecting my second child. I was ecstatic! I always wanted to grow my little family
I used my pregnancy as an excuse that I could eat whatever I wanted. I ate bacon cheeseburgers with fries at least once a week, if not twice. I ate chips, sweets, whatever I could get my hands on. I had bad nausea and keeping food in my mouth was the only thing that helped. I was tired and drained all the time. Starting a new job around the same time, working until 5pm was no help. I gained weight, in the areas that are the hardest for me to lose the weight. After giving birth to my daughter I lost 20lbs of the 40 that I gained. Now, I'm stuck. My weight fluctuates between 2-5lbs. None of my clothes before pregnancy fit me.
I'm ready, I'm ready to lose the weight and be fit again. Fit physically, fit mentally. My hopes are, with this blog I will be held accountable. So here we are today, here I am writing my first post, on my journey to become fit once again.
Prior to having my second baby I lost about 70lbs. It took me almost 3 years to lose the weight, but I did it. My oldest daughter was about 5 years old and she was and still is an active little one. I could barely keep up and I knew it was because of the weight. I was unhealthy. I had anxiety attacks, at times I felt depressed. I remember looking on social media and seeing friends running and actually liking it. What?! People actually enjoy running. One of my good friends had just started running as well. We talked about running a 5k together and it was all downhill from there. I signed up at our local YMCA and started going to gym.
I was embarrassed at first. I had no confidence in myself what so ever. One thing I liked about the our local Y was that they had a treadmill, elliptical, stepper, and weights in the women's locker room. This is where I started working out. I looked up running. I found lots of blogs, many of which I read daily. I also came across the running plan, Couch to 5k. I started and restarted the Couch to 5k program. It wasn't easy, gave up many times. I changed up my meals. Tried to eat healthier, lots of fish and chicken.
Finally, in 2013, I ran my first 5k. It was a small race and it was challenging. I ran it with my friend who inspired me to start running. After completing that first 5k I had an adrenaline rush and my workouts started to get better. I added strength training. At least what I considered strength training. After about a year of not really seeing a change in my muscle tone, I started taking a class at the Y, Body Pump. I was in love. It was a whole hour of strength training, it went by fast. In 2014, I was at my lowest weight ever, 116 lbs. I went and got a health assessment done and it was perfect. First time! This was also the year I ran more first half marathon. I was in a good place.
Right after I ran that half marathon, I lost some interest in running. I wasn't excited for it! I don't know if all the training that drained me, but I needed a break. Not only did I need a break, but I had also, some point along the way injured myself. I started going to physical therapy. I was told not to run. I did therapy for most of the summer. Once I was released to run, I didn't have the desire, but I still tried. I would run a couple of miles here and there. Then in October, a few weeks before Halloween I found out I was expecting my second child. I was ecstatic! I always wanted to grow my little family
I used my pregnancy as an excuse that I could eat whatever I wanted. I ate bacon cheeseburgers with fries at least once a week, if not twice. I ate chips, sweets, whatever I could get my hands on. I had bad nausea and keeping food in my mouth was the only thing that helped. I was tired and drained all the time. Starting a new job around the same time, working until 5pm was no help. I gained weight, in the areas that are the hardest for me to lose the weight. After giving birth to my daughter I lost 20lbs of the 40 that I gained. Now, I'm stuck. My weight fluctuates between 2-5lbs. None of my clothes before pregnancy fit me.
I'm ready, I'm ready to lose the weight and be fit again. Fit physically, fit mentally. My hopes are, with this blog I will be held accountable. So here we are today, here I am writing my first post, on my journey to become fit once again.
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