First the soda update: I survived the weekend without having a drip of soda!!! Because I am not drinking soda, I pounded the water and I feel a hundred times better (and I have been real regular this weekend). And not only that, my husband bought me some "bitch brews" (a.k.a. girly beers a.ka. Mikes Hard Lemonade) as a treat and I only had one the whole weekend. I am keeping the high calorie lemonade in the garage so that I have to walk all the way downstairs and out to the garage if I want one. Not only do I burn 37 calories making the trip, but also out of sight out of mind. Yesterday, my husband and I sat down to lunch and I thought a b.b. would taste delicious right now, but honestly did not want to put on shoes and go out in the rain and get one. Instead, after the kids and the hubby were in bed, I went and got one and enjoyed it with a little quality me time.
Now for the exercise bit. I did walk every day since deciding to make daily exercise a habit. The walks have been great on a lot of levels. I am following through with my exercise goal, I swear my jeans feel bigger (even though really I know they are not the power of that feeling is keeping me totally motivated) and the fresh air is helping my kids sleep like little logs.
For each walk, my daughter pushed her baby in the stroller alongside me pushing my son along, so we traveled at a two year old's pace. Yesterday, we began our walk after a summer rain. Happily running baby through puddles, my daughter realized that she had to go to the bathroom. I hustled her across the road to a business lot so that she would not tinkle in someone's lawn. However, she only made it to the curb where all the rain water was merrily trickling down a drain. She laughingly yelled "Too late!" as her tinkle joined the water's dance to the merry depths below the street. After tinkling, she looked at me so perplexed and asked how she was going to get home. I told her she was going to have to walk and to just keep it movin' sister.
As we continued our walk, she soon forgot her panties were wet and had a grand time showing baby this or that. As I continued to walk, I thought about the blog and some of the poor choices that I had made in eating this weekend. Even though I say want to lose this weight with everything in me, if I were to be honest I would say that I want to lose this weight if it is going to be easy. I do not want to work hard for it. I don't want to make healthy choices and I don't want to give up drinking soda. And when I am so tired at the end of the work day, I DON'T want to push myself in exercise. While the simple get up and get out has been good, I know that I need to workout a little bit harder at least 3 days a week so that I am burning more calories.
So, my motto has become: Keep It Movin' Sister. Even when you don't want to, even when you are tired, even when your panties are wet, KEEP IT MOVIN. Keep it movin' on this journey. I am not sure who the quote is by, but it says: "Success is not a destination, it is a journey." My bestie and I have embarked on this journey of success in weight loss. We will be there to cheer each other on when it is hard, motivate each other when we want to give up and most importantly celebrate each success no matter how small with our end goal in sight.
Monday, August 24, 2009
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