Log them as they happen, so we can all cheer along! They are also great reminders for those days when we just can't force ourselves to exercise, or we really, really want to misbehave.
well I will be happy to say that I can finally fit into some of my old jeans. They are mostly sizes 9/10-13s. They fit though which is wonderful although I want to be able to fit into clothes that are 7/8 as the biggest instead of 13s. I will get there but this was a big accomplishment for me!!!
I weighed this morning. Everything's still the same.....well, actually I was up .5 . I'm pretty o.k. with this. My food has not been good....and although I have a bunch of excuses...I'm not gonna go there. But, the thing is - I feel different! More toned. This extra walking is making me feel better. My jeans fit now. (Well, there is still a section of jeans in my closet that I can't get my big toe in..but still...) I think I am losing inches. I didn't measure before I started - I wish I had!!!
While we are considering NSV's, I want to put out there that I have a much different attitude today...very hopeful. I feel like I have a plan.
I But, the thing is - I feel different! More toned. This extra walking is making me feel better. My jeans fit now. (Well, there is still a section of jeans in my closet that I can't get my big toe in..but still...) I think I am losing inches. I didn't measure before I started - I wish I had!!!
While we are considering NSV's, I want to put out there that I have a much different attitude today...very hopeful. I feel like I have a plan.
Yea Lisa!! I'm proud of you chickie! could you come up here and touch me with that positive attitude you have going on???
Ok, so this might sound kind of silly, but humor me.
Saturday night after the show we went to, Steve was walking around trying to get autographs and I sat there talking to his sister, Caroline. This really cute guy walks straight up to me and asks if I'm waiting for an autograph (we weren't anywhere near where the band was signing things). I say no, but my boyfriend is. He asks if my bf is in the band, and I say no, he's getting autographs. He says, "Well, it was nice to meet you," then turns and shuffles away quickly. Caroline is kind of snickering at me, so I say, "Oh, he just thought I was cute," and she says, "Well that was obvious!"
That makes the second time in my life I have been hit on like that (and the first guy was really *really* drunk, so I'm not sure it even counts). I was so excited. As soon as Steve came back I told him about his. He laughed and said "I'm so proud, I'm dating the hot chick!"
It was funny. I'm still excited. Getting hit on is a very big thing for a 24-year-old who isn't used to getting hit on. I'm definitely counting this one as a Victory.
I was looking at my legs the other day (lower leg, outside-next to the calf) and thought they looked "different". I was speaking to a nurse at the time and she looked at the part I was "concerned" about and said "You are getting some definition in that part of your leg!" And she is right! How cool. All that walking is paying off! I haven't taken any measurements recently, but I'm pretty sure I've lost at least part of an inch from my calf area!
Now, if I could just get some definition in these flabby arms of mine!! LOL! Gotta start walking on them!
I just have to say that getting on the stairclimber this morning was a major victory for me, if a mental one. There have been times in my life when I would have just let my depression continue indefinitely. I'm finally getting to the point where I know what I want and what I have to do to get it, and now I'm doing it. I think I'm going to be sore tomorrow, but maybe that will remind me not to eat like a pig. Hopefully it will remind me of how good I feel right now, of how proud and successful and simply delighted that I did all of that exercise today.
If the soreness doesn't remind me, someone else please do.
I wanted to share a NSV with you. When we go shopping at Costco I usually don't even look at the clothes because nothing will fit me. Yesterday when I went in a saw a lovely pair of valour (sp) stretch pants.... they even had XL. So I took a chance and brought them home..... they fit perfectly. That is one of my long term goals - to be able to buy clothing in regular (Not Plus Size) stores. I know it'll be a long while before I'll be able to wear alot of the clothes in stores... I was hoping for a 12 or 14, but this felt good for now
There was this really cute pair of camel-colored corduroy jeans at work that were on sale for super-cheap. I tried them on the other day in a size 16, and they fit pretty well. Not too loose, not too snug, and they looked pretty good.
And then today, when I wanted to buy them, I was thinking, you know, next month when I start dieting and exercising hardcore again and I lose 5-10 more pounds, those pants aren't going to fit so well anymore. Do I really want to spend money on pants I'll only be able to wear for 2 months? No. But if I would get a size smaller, perhaps they won't fit perfectly right now, but it'll be a while before I shrink out of a 14, and since they're stretch jeans I could probably still wear them when I'm in a 12.
So I try on the size 14, thinking that if they're just a little snug, or if I can't quite get them zipped, I'll get them anyway and wear them 2 months from now. But I pull them on easily, and they weren't even hard to zip! Granted, they're a little... form-fitting, shall we say, but they're not uncomfortably tight. But still.... a 14! I haven't been a size 14 since my freshman year of high school!
Woohoo!
Oh, and as it turns out, Mom bought them for me for Christmas, so I didn't even have to spend my own money.
A woman at the gym I go to asked me how long I've been working out for because I "look great"! I used to have a free membership through my work back in high school and would never go because I was terrified that people would laugh at me. So that was a major boost!
I've been waiting for a long while for a really great nsv to post. And it happened on wednesday...I ran for 2 miles straight! I couldn't even believe it. Last summer when I was taking a body conditioning class, I went home crying everyday because I couldn't get around the track once without having to walk...and I went 8 times on wednesday. *sigh* I'm getting there people...i'm getting there.
Treadmill NSVs: MOnday 18 minutes, Wednesday 21 minutes, Saturday 25 minutes - but that was becuase an old John Wayne movie was on TV at the gym, and I was going to stop at the next ad break, but they ran the entire 10 minute last scene without a break LOL! Still it all helps doesn't it?