Monday, April 4, 2011

Woo Hoo!

Anybody here cry...when they exercise?  It's becoming a staple with me.  I haven't decided if it's a good or a bad thing yet, but I can tell you that it comes from the desire to accomplish something physical, then I cry after I reach the goal because I am so shocked and proud that I did it!  Yesterday morning, after I blogged about my horrible Saturday and got dressed while standing on my still damp carpeting, I went down to do my mile.  I was bound and determined to run at 4mph, even though I had never done it before.

I started off at 2.6 for 2 minutes and then I bumped it up .1 every 30 seconds.  After 30 sec at 3.0 and figuring that I was good and warmed up at this point, I went for the money shot...4.0(do you hear the ya?) Here goes nothin'.  Ran it straight for a minute.  At the end of 60 sec I went back to 2.7 and the increases, but I ran at 4.0 not once, not twice, but 5 times for 1 minute straight.  It killed me!  Ok...well... it maimed me a little.  After I was done on the treadmill I had done two things I have been wanting to accomplish.  Running at 4.0, and I completed a mile in under 20 minutes.  19:59 to be exact.  I shaved a total of 29 seconds of my mile time this week.  YAY!!!!!!!!! (pats herself on back with both hands)

We purchased fans at Wally World to help with the drying of our floors and basement and then of course did our weekly grocery shopping.  Hubby got work while we were there and left the store.  I immediately felt bummed.  I had to drive to the gym where I used to be a member to return the key card and no one was there, I was starving and 10 miles away from home.  I live rural, so once your home, you can avoid the temptation of fast food or even pizza delivery because it's just not happening, but when you're out, the demons come calling.  McDonald's is right there, KFC is right there.  Subway is right there.  AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!  Then my eldest must have seen my wheels turning cause she piped up with..."Mommy, let's just go get some lunch just us as a family before we get home."  Yeah!  Let's do that I thought, while listening to my devil and shoulder angel continue to argue back and forth.  Then, my little one screams at the top of her lungs..."NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" "Erica, what's going on?" I inquired.  "We have to eat healthy." she stated.  I smiled.  She IS RIGHT after all.  Disaster averted!

Came home and made the girls some PB& J on Sandwich Thins (all reduced sugar), petite carrots, and an orange.  I had an orange to hold me over and grilled steak and veggies for dinner.  Successful Sunday!


  1. Haha, that is incredibly cute. "Nooo!" Too bad we don't all have little human angels. ;) And yay! You did great on your run - your training is going really well, Christie. =)

  2. Bravo to you! I found you and your blog after I saw a Tweet on DanEvans Twitter about your work out yesterday.

    You are not alone in crying during and after work outs. I do it all the time- I use my elliptical and watch the Biggest Loser, so when I think I can't go any further- I push myself harder.

    You are doing so awesome and I'm so excited for you! I'm on this journey myself- and after losing 100 pounds, I'm now back on the journey to losing the last 40-50.

    I'm happy to have found you and look forward to following your progress.

    Keep up the great work and Yay to Erica for saying no :)

  3. Bless Erica's lil heart! Good for you. It sounds like you're doing really good considering the obstacles of the weekend!!