The journey from fat to fit. Road trip, woo hoo!

I have been doing really well with my food control, so I am trying to focus this week on upping my water intake and getting more exercise in.  I’m trying two new things to get this done.

RE: water, my JC counselor gave me a great tip: have a bottle (or glass) of water with every meal.  I know, sounds simple, right?  Problem is, I love diet coke.  LOVE it.  NEED it.  COVET it.  CRAVE it. CANNOT LIVE without it.  How pathetic is that?  But, hey, I don’t smoke or kick puppies, so as far as vices go, I’d say DC is a pretty harmless one.  On my health quest I have limited myself to two cans per day.  One with lunch and one with dinner.  Theoretically, that means I’d be drinking lots of water during the day.  But in reality, I’m not.  I am hardly drinking anything during the day, and by the time I sit down for lunch or dinner I am tweaking for my DC!

So new plan: a bottle of water with each meal.  After the water, then the diet coke.  I instituted this rule Sunday and stuck with it Sunday and Monday without exception, so that equals six bottles of water that I otherwise would not have gotten in.  The only drawback so far is that I have to pee all the time.  Other than that, it’s all good.

Now RE: exercise.  Here’s another of my pathetic dirty little secrets, another vice: General Hospital.  I love General Hospital.  I am a smart, sophsticated, college-educated, well-spoken, employed and contributing member of society.  So sue me if I need to watch my soap every day.  I Tivo it and watch it in the evenings after all of my familial responsibilities have been somewhat tended to.  I don’t watch much television, so I think, again, as far as vices go, it’s not too bad (DH would tend to disagree but sometimes I think that man has no soul).  I have watched this show since junior high school.  I know it’s lame, but there’s just something comforting and feel goodish about watching it which transcends the television entertainment value (which I acknowledge is somewhat low).

ANYHOO… back to exercise.  I have made a vow that I will spend at least 20 minutes of my GH time exercising as opposed to sprawling on my bed.  I started this rule last week and stuck to it probably 3 days out of 5.  This week I am going to actually track my exercise time, and my goal is 5/5. 

Today I set my egg timer and did “compressions” on the bosu ball for 15 minutes.  Then I reset it and did 5 minutes of crunches.  One more reset for 5 minutes of pushups (on the yoga ball).  Combine that with the three flights up and three flights down that I had to climb for work today toting my 30 pounds of equipment plus my aimless meandering through the grocery store looking for Bratz fruit snacks (why can I never find the f*ing fruit snacks?) and I think I did a decent amount of exercise.

I read recently that the goal should be 30 minutes of exercise on most days.  And also that three 10-minute sessions is just as effective as 30 minutes all at once.  So that’s what I’m shooting for, a total of 30 minutes per day, exercising more days than not.

So, that’s my plan.  Wish me luck.

PS: The fruit snacks were for my 9-year-old princess.  I HATE fruity stuff.  If I were going to splurge on a treat, believe me, it would be coated in chocolately goodness and have no gummi characteristics : )