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

If I just eat all the effing boy scout carmel corn RIGHT NOW in ONE SITTING then I won’t have to deal with it any longer.

Goal: stay on plan! UPDATE: If we all pretend like the boy scout popcorn was NEVER HERE (what popcorn?), then I had a very good day on plan.  I forgot to update my DAILY FRESHNESS.  Yesterday was a banana and some very delicious purple grapes  Today was nothing, no room for fresh produce when you have stuffed your gullet with carmel corn.  Oh, wait.  What carmel corn?

Breakfast: JC french toast.  Off to a good start so far.

Lunch: JC turkey burger, handful of boy scout carmel corn… which apparently is handmade by Satan because, dear Lord, is it delicious and addictive

Dinner: UPDATE: had a JC fettucine dinner, plus a big heap o’ steamed broccoli.  And 1/2 a homemade salmon cake which was so scrumptious yum.

Exercise: Rest day, woot!  UPDATE:  Went for a four mile walk.  My kind o’ rest.  UPDATE: Kickin’ it Old Skool, did my sit ups, push ups and squats x 25 each… and lived.  Remember when squats used to be called deep knee bends?  Or am I doing it wrong?  Remember when your core was your abs, and before that it was just a stomach?  Ah, the good ole days.

Breakfast: oatmeal with brown sugar, apple juice

Lunch: JC pizza while the family had “real” pizza.  Then my son took all of the sausage and pepperoni off of three slices of pizza and, you guessed it, I devoured the “scraps.”  So much for saving those calories by having my whole wheat low fat JC pizza.

Dinner: GNO.  three glasses of red wine, salmon spread on a bagette, variety of cheeses and brie.  All of which I had more than my fair share

Exercise: forgot to post my exercise!  I did my three mile run per the 10k plan.  It went great.  Also did my old skool work out, so sit ups, push ups and squats x 24 each.

Yes, I was whining about how it was killing me, but until I am actually literally dead, I’m going to keep trying.  But I don’t think I will ever be able to do 50 sit ups.  Period.  Ever.  Also, TJ, thanks for the back warning.  I am doing modified sit ups starting in the sitting up position with feet tucked under couch, arms crossed over chest, lowering down so that lower back is on the floor, but not so far that the shoulders ever touch the floor.  Learned that one in PT many years ago and have had no back issues with it.

… I don’t stop partying it up on the weekends with my girlfriends.  It will be my downfall.  I have no doubt.  The alcohol, the munchies, the sitting on the ass watching Showtime vampire shows.  

Of all the things I don’t want to give up, it’s my “girls night.”  But I’ll be damned if I am going to munch carrot sticks while they scarf down brie.  

Ugh!

That October exercise plan?  With the Old Skool exercises from boot camp?  Yeah, when I came up with that great idea, how come none of the comments said LAY DOWN THE CRACK PIPE, TINY, YOU’RE WHACKED? Some friends you chicks turned out to be.

So, I did my 23 pushups, 23 situps and 23 squats, deep squats, touch the floor squats. Today is October 4 and my one-month plan is just about killing me.

Adding one per day with a goal of 50?  STUPID IDEA

And did I say “sit ups” instead of “crunches”?  You guys know that I was totally just joking, right, and we should switch to crunches now?  Right?

I never in my wildest dreams thought that there would be a set of anything in which squats would be my “best event.”  

So I’m at day 4 of the October plan and my abs are a’throbbing, my knees are a’popping and my arms are limp noodles.  Yay for fitness!

Breakfast: skipped it, stayed in bed until, um, 11 am

Lunch: JC chicken sandwich, JC cheese curls and diet soda (notice I said soda, not coke, woe is me)

Dinner: Went to Burgerville.  Link is for Big Prof, who once asked me what is Burgerville, but I was probably too busy stuffing my face to answer her.  So DH and I split a Tillamook cheeseburger and an order of Sweet Potato Fries.  

Dessert: Boozy hot chocolate, which could lead to my ultimate demise.  If you missed the recipe, it’s one envelope of Nestle’ instant hot chocolate, add a shot of creme de menthe, a shot of creme de cocoa and a splash of milk.  Top with a handful of mini marshmallows.  You can thank me later.

10k plan: Training plan calls for 40 minute walk which I will do in just a bit.  DONE… in the rain, fyi.

Old Skool workout: pushups, squats and situps x 23 each.  See next post.

Breakfast: half a fat free yogurt

Lunch: nice green salad, cup of JC soup, 100 cal bag of chocolate pretzels

Snack: booze infused hot chocolate… yum

Dinner: Happy hour… 2 beers, spinach/artichoke dip/ hummus/ andouille sausage with hot mustard on a baguette/ blue cheese and chicken croquettes.  OH MY GOD.  good times, ladies, good times

Exercise: Training plan calls for a scheduled rest day… yeah baby!  But I still did my squats, situps and pushups x 22.  

Fresh veggie: salad at lunch

I have a very close guy friend who constantly comments on my weight loss.  Not in a creepy way, in a very sweet way.  He could stand to use a few pounds, and makes comments like, “Wow, you’re doing so great, wish I had your will power,” etc.  The other day he told me I look “more youthful” every time he sees me.  

Then yesterday I ran into a friend that I had not seen in probably a year.  Last time I saw her, I was at my heaviest.  In fact, the whole time I’ve known her, really, I was fat.  She was a pretty good friend, we were in a club together, but when the club was over, we didn’t stay in touch.  You know what I mean? 

Anyway, it was great to see her, and she commented, “Oh my God, you look so young,” rather than “You look so thin” or “Wow you’ve lost weight.”  

So, I am just tickled to death with my youthfulness, hee hee.  Here’s a test.  See if you can guess which one is the mom, which one is the daughter.

(Yes, we have too much time on our hands tonight.)

Breakfast: JC pancakes w/sausage, watermelon (my freshie of the day!)

Lunch: JC buritto and JC cheese curls, diet coke

Snack: A bag of peanut butter M&Ms with 78 zillion grams of fat.

Dinner:  here’s where it all falls apart.  DH caught a monster salmon the other weekend, and a friend of mine smoked it and brought our half over for us today.  OMG so delicious.  So for dinner I had a nice big chunk of salmon and a nice big salad.  Then I made cream cheese salmon spread and had a shitton of that on crackers.  And then some more of it.  And then some more.  And then another chunk of salmon.  And then a handful of peanut butter stuffed pretzels because they were on the counter and I was in eat mode.  And a diet coke.  Of course.

Exercise: Per training plan, ran my 1.5 miles.  Did it at an odd time, 5:30 p.m., and since we live “in town,” it was kind of a pain in the ass because there was traffic and I had to do a lot of stopping at crosswalks, the ones I normally don’t have to stop for when I run at non-traffic times.  Even with the stopping, though, I did the 1.5 in 17 minutes, which I am happy about because for me a 12-minute mile is perfectly respectable.

Also did my squats, pushups and situps x 21 each.  That maybe burnt off, what four of the M&Ms, maybe?

1.  FOOD PLAN.  Get back on the diet bandwagon, hard core.  I’ve been diet dabbling lately, having a little this/a little that whenever the mood strikes me.  NO MORE, I say, NO MORE.  Especially with the Halloween candy afoot.  

2.  FRESH FOOD.  Have a minimum of one fresh fruit or veggie every day.  

3.  RUNNING.  Stick to my 10k training plan.

4.  EXERCISE.  I need to do more than just run.  Running is burning calories, but it’s not reducing flab.  In honor of Big Prof’s boot camp experience, I am going to incorporate some old skool exercises into my daily routine.  Starting today, 20 each — pushups (girly ones), sit ups (not crunches), squats (full on).  Add one every day so I’ll be doing 50 by the end of the month.