When we last left our heroine, she had done 30 minutes on the elliptical on Tuesday morning and rounded out the evening in bad-ass activity-ness by doing a 50 minute cardio kickboxing class. And that was at the relative beginning of staycation...
What did the rest of the week hold? What indeed!
As far as activity: Wednesday I got a run in. 30 minutes on the dreadmill and hit 2.21 miles. Thursday there was minimal activity but LOTS of errand running -- why can't you get activity points for getting in and out of your car 1000 times? Friday was spent at the beach and I counted a bit of activity points for the running back and forth to the water and just dancing around and loving life. I think next summer instead of getting in shape so I can go to the beach, my plan is to work on getting in shape AT the beach. Lots of ways to get activity and it's out in the sun so that's even better! Yesterday I got another run in on the dreadmill, and hit 2.20 miles. I wasn't rocking it, to be sure, but I had so much pent up energy and what I lacked in the running part I made up in the inclines. (My new thing is that when I don't want to run anymore, I jack the incline way up during the "rest" - so even if I'm going slow, I'm still getting a work out.)
As far as being on plan: Well, it's been up and down. I have been trying to track as much as possible. But I've also been on staycation, so there's been a bit of partying going on, because you know -- I'm still me. :) My BFF and I fulfilled a lifelong dream of singing karaoke in Suffolk on Wednesday night and helped roll up the streets there. Twice. Crazy night and led to day of poor decisions fueled by exhaustion. It started with an order malfunction at Starbucks and didn't improve much from there. Scott and I went down to the Outer Banks on Thursday night. While I didn't do well in the abstaining from drinking department, I did do very well in the snacking department -- ate grapes and cherries the whole night! Friday we spent at the beach as long as the dust storms would allow -- it was a shorter trip than we would have liked. But, it always is! All in all, Friday wasn't great for being on plan, but Saturday it went totally downhill. At least I got that run in.
And today? The end of staycation? Minimal activity, ate a large amount of potato chips which I DID track, but all of the wine I have had since dinner? Not so much...
The problem is that I'm currently in this really dangerous point of my weight loss journey. I feel GREAT! I am so happy with how my body is looking and the things that I can do (more on this) and just feeling crammed full of endorphin. I actually want to go work out. Can you imagine? And part of this is because of what I just was saying about things that I can do.
Like squatting. Normal people probably don't think about squatting. It's not a big deal to them. But I've never been able to squat for any length of time and certainly couldn't do it without falling or holding on to someone. But lately, I've been able to get into a squatting position and stay there for a period of time. Without feeling like I'm going to die.
Anyways, it's a dangerous time. I've blogged about this before. When I feel this good, I feel indomitable. And that makes me make poor decisions (more wine, please!) and also makes me think I look good in clothing I have no business wearing. Shopping gets risky and iPhone self-portraits start taking over all my data usage. I feel ridiculously sassy and really have to watch myself.
I need a sitter!
Hugs,
Heather
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