Today is my last day of Pretty Fierce: Weightloss! I am so excited even though I wish I could have maybe lost a few pounds more. I guess that will happen when I start Pretty Fierce: Lean Out tomorrow. The end results are: I lost five or six pounds. I say this because the scale moved around a bit and my lowest weight was 114 pounds three weeks into the program, but I ended at 116 pounds. I started at 120.5 pounds. Keep in mind the last three weeks focus more on muscle tone than cardio and the first few weeks are all cardio and some toning. I feel safe to say I will probably see that 114 again if I bump up the cardio. I think I lost an inch in my measurements, but I lost the document with my actual measurements. I remember some of them and I can now fit into a pair of jeans I bought in a size too small because the company would no longer be selling the jeans and I knew I would fit into them someday. I bought them after Charis was born and never used them. Now two more babies later they fit! Crazy. I still wish my belly looked better than some of my friend's newly pregnant photos, but I was pregnant a lot in the last 8 years and this is the longest break my body has had in 5 years!
I will post a photo soon. I had my husband take one this morning, but now I cannot upload it until we update some software.
As for my overall sanity... I think working out takes away the element of wanting to feel better about oneself, but never doing much about it. There is power in knowing that maybe I am not where I want to be, but I will be someday and there is some progress. Between Ellie and Dominic I had two years of no pregnancies. I did breastfeed that whole time, but the scale stuck at 118 pounds ( I was 101 pounds when I got pregnant with baby number one) and never moved. I ran six miles at a time several times a week. I did situps...all the stuff that worked in high school. None of it helped. I never restricted my diet, so that sure did not help. I felt like maybe I would never enjoy getting dressed again. Now I know that it doesn't have to be that way. It isn't even that bad not eating every cookie I just baked, or just eating because I feel sad and lonely. I like the energy from the workouts too. I have not had caffeine on purpose for a couple of years now and I feel much better too. The workout is all I need to feel ready for the day. Even though I get moody, I was more moody with my daily cup of coffee. Red tea is just fine. I love the occasional latte too. :) Decaf these days and it must be fair trade, swiss water processed.
I imagine I will always struggle a little with diet more than working out because I love food. I love making food and I love eating food. I have started to make up healthier ways to eat things, but let's face it, real ice cream is better that everything else...coconut is a close second. I hate agave, so if it is coconut I must make it myself. I think there are too many diet fads out there and I never want to have to say I will eat with your family if you follow all of these rules. There are some things that I have to avoid like peanuts and that is frustrating enough.
So there we have it...Still not perfect. I still have 15 pounds to shed before I read my weight before no babies, however I am still breastfeeding so if I get rid of 5 to 7 pounds I will be thrilled at this point. I need to keep some until I finish nursing.:0) I am happy to be a few steps closer to my goal.
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