66% Ain't Bad

Well I’d say I had about a 66% successful weekend and that is a statistic that represents my 2 out of 3 ain’t bad mentality.  Basically I managed wonderful Friday and Saturday on track with food and exercise and then totally lost it yesterday. BUT that means in an entire 7 days I managed 6 incredibly on point days and only fucked up 1 day, so is that really a fuck up?  I think I call it progress actually. 

Thursday I felt like yucky poo and slept the night away. Friday I felt amazing, was totally on point during the day and then went to the gym after work and boy was I like a completely different person.  Seriously.  My Friday night workout was totally amazing and on point.  Wednesday night I could barely run at a 5.7 speed on the treadmill, my nose was running snot and I was dying (lungs were probably on fire) and that is when it occurred to me I was sick.  I felt so weak and defeated and hate the fact that running 3.1 miles at a 5.7 speed was torture.  Friday night reminded me that I am not a failure, that it was probably sickness and I have not suddenly lost my ability.

I got on the treadmill to warm up and started at 6.0 and that felt easy so I went to 6.2 for a few minutes and even that felt easy. Eventually I went to 6.5 speed where I ran for a bunch of minutes before finishing out at a 7.0 sprint pace.  The key to all of this was the entire run felt easy and breezy and exactly what I needed.  3.1 miles in 29 minutes and I felt light on my feet.  Thank heavens everything felt so good. I have to admit after my terrible last week I was having some self-doubt.  But that run put things into perspective and made me smile.

I felt great and ready to kick some serious leg day ass.  My mom actually met me at the gym for the workout.  I had a fairly intense workout planned.

And I was going full force on this one.  I needed a solid happy workout.  I pushed thru and really put out the effort. It was not easy. It was hard. But it was worth it.  I think we spent about 1.5 hours doing this. So at the end of the day I had done a total of 2 hours and burned 800 calories.  But most importantly I felt like I really had put out the effort that I was looking for.  High is the right word honestly.

I came home, showered and Chris was already making delicious dinner. Ground turkey and all the fixings for burritos.  Fresh avocado whipped up into a guacamole and beans and cheese and everything yummy.  Friday night was absolutely perfectly on track.

Saturday I got to sleep in, snuggle my doggies, enjoy my life.  We woke up and were going to take the dogs to the dog park. Which we did, but we didn’t get far before it just started to downpour on us.  My old doggie does not like rain. She is a princess and hates to be wet.  We had to go.  So we really didn’t get in a great walk.  About a mile or so.

Chris was ready to chill, I was in my workout clothes and decided that I should just go to the gym, all by myself.  So I did a solid 30 minute 5k run and then went thru a series of upper body exercises.  Didn’t plan anything out just did it on the fly.  Just me. I would just pick to exercises, rotate between them and did 4 sets.  I did a bunch of different things.  But I was eager to get home to my family.  So I finished up the entire session at about 90 minutes, 550 calories burned and headed home.  It was nice out so we decided to try round 2 with the dogs, over to the school by our house where we always walk the dogs.  Another mile and a half walk.  Nothing too fancy.

I did eat a little more than I should have in the evening. BUT I tracked it all and had the extra calories burned from working out so I finished up around 1700 calories consumed.  A little high but I am calling it a success all around.  But then yesterday hit and things really went downhill.  Not sure but Saturday night I was having a very hard time sleeping and when I would sit up I would feel crazy light headed like I was going to pass out. Something was very off in my body.  I was getting hot and cold chills all night. I even got up and turned on the air conditioner at one point because I was burning up.  Then I was freezing.  We slept in until 10 AM which is very rare for us.  And I just felt awful.  I didn’t want to do anything. 

What I ended up doing was sitting on my couch watching TV pretty much all day, fighting my body.  Back to that whole yucky sickness thing.  I was good 2/3 of the day and then finally I cracked around 4 PM. Like consumed a shit ton of stuff.  Okay, probably about 2500-3000 calories worth. I tracked most of it. I didn’t measure everything so it was somewhat a guess.  But I am just going to call this my high calorie day and move on.  I really felt like crap most of the day. Before I started eating the food that made me feel less than well.  I just felt like crap from the moment I woke up.  Stupid body.

So today I am back at it, 100%, just trying to be healthy and eat well and exercise.  Realistically the notion that any amount of weight loss or health is derived from 80-90% nutrition is not lost on me.  I exercise because I love it and it helps tone my body and makes me feel good about myself, but the true change comes with what I eat. I am trying to be more mindful of that.

I am going to work had Monday-Thursday this week to maintain my health but then I know things are going to go askew this weekend.  I leave for Vegas on Saturday morning early.  Friday after work I am picking up my dogs and driving them an hour to Hillsboro where I am meeting Chris after work at his dad’s house. We are spending the night at his dads because we have to wake up early to get to the airport and it saves us some time to already be in Hillsboro, closer to the airport and not have to drop the dogs off.  So basically Friday night I will already be in vacation mode.  Then Saturday I’m going to Vegas, which turned out to be an awful weekend or the best depending on how you look at it.  I guess that big world boxing fight is Saturday and Vegas is going to be insanity.  It will be interesting. I am not going for the fight but apparently everybody else and their brother is.

Saturday we aren’t even staying on the strip.  We are going for Supercross motorcycle racing which is way off strip at Sam Boyd Stadium so we are staying Saturday night at a hotel in walking distance of the stadium.  This might help keep some of the crazy Vegas fight night at bay.  Then we wake up Sunday and will take a taxi over to the strip where we are staying at the Luxor hotel.  Sunday night we are seeing a Cirque du Soleil Ka show and then have tickets to a late night comedy club, the Laugh Factory.  We have all day Monday to do our thing and then Monday night have tickets to Cirque du Soleil Beatles Love show.  We’ve seen Beatles love 3 times already, this will be our 4^th time, but it is my favorite show in Vegas and I’m ready to see it again. Plus I should tell you all the show tickets were free with the game I play myvegas.  I play it online on Facebook and I have the app as well.  But basically you earn coins that can be redeemed for real prizes. 

Basically when we get on strip on Sunday I have free buffet tickets for breakfast/lunch and dinner both Sunday and Monday.  And then we got the free show tickets.  And also my Luxor hotel room was free too from the game.  Both nights.  Pretty crazy actually.  This is why Vegas is a super cheap trip for us typically.  Lots of comps with the game.

We wake up on Tuesday morning super early to fly home.  We have a 7 AM flight and then are back in Portland by like 9 AM.  I don’t think I am going to go to work.  Chris is going to work his normal late shift, but I will probably pick up the dogs and go home and just chill a little and then go to the gym where I am going to have to transition myself back in nicely since it will be days without exercise and eating well.  It’s going to be brutal. 

But life is meant to be lived, and taking a 3 day mini vacation with my husband is part of the things that make my life worth living.  It is part of the reasons why any of this matters at all. Being able to go and live my life and enjoy it.  I would never go and try and restrict myself.  I want to kick back, and drink and laugh and smile and have a great time. And eat free buffets J 

When I get back from Vegas I am really going to try and crack down on my eating, although I’ve been doing pretty good this past week and can’t imagine cracking down more than that. But anyway, I am going to get serious about my training etc. 

With that said, tonight I am not sure what my plan is, but I will most likely run 3 miles and then do some sort of upper body workout freeing up tomorrow night for another intense leg day.  Got to love the life of a gym addict. Eek.