Yesterday I did my Slim in 6 Start it Up and then my plans for a trip south for groceries fell through.  After K declined a walk/hike, D didn’t answer and N was home sick with kids; I decided to try the p90x yoga extreme.  It’s 90 min long.  O…M…G…

I didn’t make it all the way thru the first half… only about 20 min worth.  Then I laid there watching in awe lol.  Any idea how hard it is to go from downward dog, to upward dog to plank, swing your leg high in the air and pull it thru to a runners pose?  Well lets just say, I cannot do it LOL  I half assed it cause face it, I am not that strong nor that limber… and after adding the warrior pose, backward warrior and repeating over and over and over… not only was I sweating like a pig but my legs just said ENOUGH!  The second half was balance and more on the ground yoga… THAT I did and finished.  So all in all I did about 60 min of yoga. 

Then I passed out for a 4 hour nap!

This morning I was still feeling the yoga stretching pains/aches so I did a nice 17 min limber/stretch routine and then 12 minutes of Ab workout.  Not as much but I will walk to the football game tonight and get a bit more in later.

Can I just say that I am now officially addicted to the burn from these workouts?  I LOVE the feeling of my muscles aching and the stretch/burn you get from it all.  And to see the results in the mirror and on the scale, even just a little bit…. is SO GREAT!!  I feel so accomplished!  Like I can do anything!  And to think 2 weeks ago I said to N… yeah I don’t like exercise either and I don’t understand how people get so into it! 

Ha… I’m hooked.  And I love it

I am finding that I’m getting into the exercising.  Well I’m getting into FINISHING the exercising!!  Being done and having that rush that I’ve completed something is extremely intoxicating.  But I’ve realized that I have to stretch more.  I didn’t enough the last time and I felt it while working out.  So now I think I will stretch the last little bit at work so I am ready to go when I get home.

I was super proud of my son today, it was his first HS football game.  And he came out pumped.  He made a 40ish yard run during the first possession.  Then a tackle heard the block over on the punt return.  I swear that kid he hit flew thru the air a ways before landing! I was afraid he was hurt, but he popped up.  Several tackles, blocks and short runs later… he got an interception right at the half.  He scored the 2 point conversion after a touchdown that went 85 yards down field and made couple good kicks too.  It was so awesome! 

I walked up to the football field and then back home again too, so that was my 3rd exercise for the day.   I did 30 min on the elliptical upon waking this afternoon.  I will go home and do the 30 min dvd routine here in a bit before passing out.  As for food intake, I had a pot of coffee… its a staple of my diet.  Along with a total of 2700 calories, per my “Lose It” app on the iPhone.  My exercise amounted to the burning of 641 calories however so I am over my budget of 1973 by 114 calories.  Could be worse!  And I totally didn’t fudge on any of the numbers of food intakes either.  Gives me more hope that I CAN DO THIS! Per the app, if I maintain this intake I could in theory lose 2lbs a week and be at my first goal weight of 230 by March 2010.  That is so exciting to me, I cannot explain it adequately! lol  For those of you who have an iPhone, check out the LOSE IT app.  It’s free.  And really quite handy! 

Ok, off to stretch!!

So Hi!  I’m D.  I am, actually, one of 3.5 fatchicks (more on them in a bit).  I have never been thin.  5′10″ and a good healthy mix of Polish and Italian heritage.  Large bones, big boobs and solid thighs thanks to 3 yrs playing HS basketball and stupid weight (non)training.  As soon as HS was over the weight that I managed to keep held in check (kinda) decided my inactivity was definitely a sign to move on in.  My thinnest ever was 170lbs when I was 19.  But that was a very unhealthy 170, brought on by the death of my mom and an alcoholic binge of 4 months.  By 21 I had settled into the 190s low 200s and I was ok with that.  And then I had my oldest boy at 22. 

Sound familiar? 90 lbs of baby weight later, brought on by a rough pregnancy and preeclampsia, bed rest and what everyone was sure was gestational diabetes even tho 3 tests later showed no signs… I ended the pregnancy topping out at 290 and settling at 245 after birth.  With a nice little “pooch” left over from the cesarean.  Gotta love it.

I didn’t really move much over the next 6 yrs before the next child.  Up to 260 down to 230… it was always in that range.  I was back to 240 with baby #2, extremely high blood pressure and 4 gestational diabetes tests later, I once again topped out at 295 (or so I keep telling myself, honestly I don’t think I would look at the scale ’cause so help me God if I went over 300 I defintely didn’t want to know it…).  Back to 250 after birth (seems to be my comfort zone) and I managed to stay there give or take 5-10lbs for ANOTHER 6 years or so. 

And then I got divorced.  And I’m guessing its the stress more than anything but the weight has been slowly climbing up.  My scale said 285 3 days ago.  OMG!  And I’m not pregnant!!!

So thats it.  I’m done. 

3 days ago I started the Slim in 6.  And I pushed thru the 25 min phase 1.  I took MANY breaks.  I sweated like a stuck pig.  I cursed out loud.  I glared evilly at the thin woman who made it look so easy.   But I did it.  And then I passed out for the night.

Upon waking up, before I even MOVED a muscle, my first thought was “OMG I HURT!”  Everything ached.  Well with the exception of my fingers and my toes.  And my face.  But everything else HURT! LOL 

I walked around wincing and wondered how in the hell I was going to be able to do this again the next time? How??  But I did.  I didn’t go even HALF the speed I did one Day 1.  But I did it.  Half heartedly.  But I sweated and I cursed and I glared and I hated… and then I showered and went on with my day.

Yesterday was Day 3.  I really worked on stretching out yesterday and the day before.  Everytime I sat down in the LR I was on the floor stretching my legs, my back, enjoying my new pilates ball I picked up at Walmart for $6 and feeling my muscles give and lengthen.  Yesterday I made it through the whole 25 minutes without stopping.  I still couldn’t keep pace with her, but YAY I did it!!  My muscles weren’t screaming today… just grumbling mildly.

I am about ready to get off work and go home and do day 4.  I am adding the elliptical this afternoon when I wake up.  Then I’m off to my sons first football game of the season.  I will let you know how today went later tonight! :)  And more on my other 2.5 besties in another blog … g’nite!