I thought I survived Thanksgiving....

But actually, I got on the scale and although I survived the DAY, I did not survive the week.  I wound up gaining five pounds over the week.  This week I have been working to lose the weight again. It was up and down and I got derailed by an awesome potluck at work- too much deliciousness.   I have done it as of yesterday morning.  Last night I had some snacks and drinks of the alcoholic nature, so I did not maintain it I think.

The good news is that I worked out three days this week I think.  It might have been four, but I can't actually remember.  I've been stretching more and I think the plantar fasciitis is dissipating but my knees hurt more and my hips have just started bothering me.  Time Marches On.....I guess I'm getting to be an older lady....long sigh...


I've been improving my time and running a little more on the treadmill in the cinema at the gym.  I love that room!  It's dark and no one can see you and besides, they are watching a movie and couldn't care less what you are doing.
The treadmill on the left shows you that I was able to walk/run 4.5 miles in 65 minutes on Friday.  Today I was able to walk/run 4.56 miles in 65 minutes.  



The deal with the 65 minutes is that the treadmills in the cinema only allow me to go for an hour before it forces me to do a five minute cool down and then resets.  I'm going to try to just keep improving how far I can go within that time limit.  :)
I am really enjoying the gym.  I'm really glad I decided to join and that my husband is so supportive of helping me find the time to go.  I'm lucky.  

Speaking of the hub, my new favorite thing is when he points out pictures in the house and tells me that he can't believe that is me when he looks at me now.  I love that.  No seriously...I LOVE THAT!  It reminds me of how far I have come so far.  He is doing another 5K with me this weekend.

I still struggle with making good choices all of the time.  It's so hard not to snack.  If I count my calories on myfitnesspal and keep myself under 1000, I am golden.  I lose EVERY time.  When I let up and relax my plan, I get into trouble and then I get frustrated that I didn't lose.  Everything seems to go down okay with the exception of untoasted bread, cakes, and muffins as long as I CHEW SLOWLY!  I get sick about twice a week usually after I know I have eaten too fast.  Then I just want to reverse time so I get a redo.  There are no redo's when it comes to proper eating.  Once I swallow something that I didn't chew completely...I'm screwed.  I have to push my plate away until it either comes back up, or my body has time to process it.  I'm still learning, and despite these occasional challenges, I am so glad I got the band.

In fashion news, I have decided that I am going to try the much admired sweater dress, leggings, and boots look! I have the dresses and the leggings.  I ordered some boots.  I will take pictures if I can pull it off.  :)  Speaking of pictures, tomorrow is the ninth of December.  This means it is my five month bandiversary.  I need to take another round of pictures.  I'm afraid I won't have much change to show.  It seems like I have stayed the same for the last two months or I have made minimal changes.  At some point I want to catch up with all my favorite blogs.  It's hard enough for me to get my blog written!  Christmas break is coming up soon.  It will give me time to catch up with my blogging besties!

Love to all!  Thanks for reading and have a great week!

Surviving Thanksgiving

Hello All!

Thanksgiving was such a great break!  I needed to get away from work and spend some time with the FAM!  Wednesday we packed and headed out to visit my parents.  We stopped to pick up our race day packets for the Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving and we met for lunch at Corner Bakery.  My brother (marathon runner, tall, thin- you get the idea)and his family and my parents met us there for lunch.

Everyone was there when we arrived.  Mom said she looked at me from across the restaurant and wasn't sure if it was me!  It's nice to be unrecognizable sometimes.  I felt good that day.  My hair was working out right, I had make up on, we were getting ready to do something healthy the next day...

We went to bed early enough, but my son started getting ill that night.  It seemed like every time I was almost out, I'd hear "Mommy, I want..."  I was pretty tired in the morning for the run, but being tired wasn't my biggest problem.  IT WAS FREAKING FREEZING!!!  I thought my fingers would fall off.  My husband and daughter ran with me along with my brother and his family that were running the 10K (overachievers!).  I really wanted to do the 10K, but I wasn't sure I could finish within the recommended 1hr 15 minutes.  I wanted to walk it and it usually takes me 1.5 hours.

At the end, I didn't run at all - I walked the whole thing and I felt great.  I was barely winded.  I am disappointed that I didn't feel more challenged or challenge myself more.  My plantar fasciitis is coming back :(  so I am worried about pushing it too hard right now.  I was in a boot about 6 years ago for 6 weeks.  Last year, I couldn't have walked a 5K.  This year I fast walked it with no problem at all.  My official finish time was 46 min - I was trying to get under 45 minutes  without running but I didn't make it.  Next year I am going for running a 10K!

Foodwise, I did okay.  Not good, not bad.  I was back down to 225 when I got home.  I'm not complaining!  I did some shopping, made some homemade goodies, did a little more walking, and pretty much enjoyed my entire  week.  C'mon Christmas break!!!