If you're not on Facebook then you will have missed my announcement that not only have I gained 10 pounds since deciding to get married but those 10 just turned into 14! Those of you who know me oh so well, know that I usually am pretty much the same weight and am kind of on top of it with the running and such. (Okay minus after the divorce where I guess I lost a ton of weight and Jame affectionately referred to me as Skeletor and not in a good way) Somewhere along the way, in a time we will call "AmG" meaning "After Meeting George", I fell off the Obesessive Watch Every Single Thing I Eat wagon because I was in love. And that led to being adored, complimented and invited to keep up with him and his appetite. Hm.....36 and 21 year old metabolisms don't really process the same way, rather HIS got rid of every ounce of fat on his body and MINE? Well mine likes to keep it all, I guess.
In the time of AMG, I also accepted his proposal of marriage, planned my reunion and headed up a Hood to Coast Team. I really didn't think it would be that big of a deal, I was WRONG. Not only was I to spent that going to the gym felt like torture and a cruel thing to ask my body to do, I frankly never had a spare moment, okay....except in the early mornings but I don't do mornings.
So here I am and all those events are behind me. After Hood to Coast, I took a week off of running and ate like I was George which equals to 14 pounds farther away from where I want to be.
Yesterday, I decided that diets really aren't for me, I can't afford Nutri System AND feed my family what they want and so I'm doing it the old fashioned way. Eating less (ahem....drinking less) and excercising more, watching what I eat and being sensible. (I sound like a commercial) I'm on day 2, sure I want a glass of wine tonight but no can do, that's special for the weekends.
I belong to 24hour fitness and love all their classes, oh, minus the step classes, I tripped over a step and have never been back. I took a weights class Monday and Pilates today. My ass already feels tighter and my abs hurt which is good because now I know they are under there somewhere. My legs hurt so bad today because my pilates instructor had to have come from the friggin' army, she YELLS at us and when someone drops the hold, she makes us all hold the pose until that person gets back there, uh yeah, no hiding in her class. I was horrified and pleased all at the same time, okay happy now that it's over.
Oh right....yes I did marry a personal trainer but I don't belong to the gym he works at (long story) and he's taking 20 credits this term. He promises when school is out, he'll join me at the gym, until then it's Ali screaming at me to "hooooolllllllldd it!"
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