About 3 months ago, I posted about my shocking insidious weight gain and my resolution to become newly fit. Since then, Eric & I have been doing pretty freakin' awesome, if we do say so ourselves. Sure, there have been a few weeks here and there where we haven't done as well as we'd like. And there are days when I whine like a little baby about not wanting to go to the gym. Not to mention the nights when my body (mind?) craves like 10 servings of pizza and/or Costco Habanero wings so badly I think I'll die without.
But the goal was never to become over-exercised vegetarian gym rats. The goal was to be healthy again. And perhaps to fit into the several pairs of pants I own that no longer fit (well... they fit reeeally tight, therefore not in a way that is appropriate to wear to work).
A couple of weeks ago I stepped on the scale at the gym, and I was:
the same weight as I was in November.
No sh*ttin' you, this hit me pretty hard. I run 3+ miles most days of the week. I have been increasing my metabolism boatfuls by doing strength training. I've been eating a mostly vegetarian diet that I cook myself, therefore control the fat/salt content of. FOR THREE MONTHS. I am in better shape than I've been in years. Yet I have lost zero weight. This was really discouraging, and it really affected me psychologically. (To make matters a bit worse, Eric has been toning and slimming down very nicely. Sometimes he'll be shirtless and I'm amazed at how defined and fit he looks. He stepped on the scale the same day as me, and he weight 6lbs less than he expected.)
But I got over it. I'm not stepping on the scale anymore. If my new set point is higher than it was a year ago, so be it. I am getting older, after all. And what matters is that I'm healthy and fit, and happy. So that's that. And it's always nice to be told, as I was by a classmate, "Jess Kim, I noticed the other day that you're quite svelte".
I'll take it!
Anyway, to make a long post even longer, here's our fitness update since the last one 2/16:
Tue 2/17: Eric ran, I had a peanut allergy that required me to take full-dose Benadryl and therefore slept/drooled/recovered all evening
Wed 2/18: Eric did legs, I recovered from an illness (when you work the sick clinic in Pediatrics, you get sick weekly)
Thur 2/19: 30min run, arm workout #1
Sun 2/22: 45min run
Mon 2/23: 30min run (E) / stairmaster (J), hard core leg workout
Tue 2/24: 30min run, hard core abs
Thur 2/26: Eric did arm workout #2, I studied for my tests (I studied a whopping 3 hours or so for this test--thereby leaving one of my resolutions unfulfilled)
Sat 2/28: I did arm workout #2, then joined Eric on the track. 60min run (E), 45min run (J)
2 comments:
i'm sure you're all muscle. congratulations! it must feel awesome to be so fit!
oh my god, i'm so gonna work out after reading this post. trust me, you guys are amazingly fit, i just know it, and I'm the old woman here! Get on that broken treadmill Angie! AFter i finish reading your blog of course.
Does everyone there call you by your first and last name?
Also, it kinda sucks that Eric has lost weight when you haven't, but then again it kinda doesn't cuz he's your boyfriend. It's not really only his body anymore- you can claim part-ownership. Really, this is what it says in the Legal Handbook of Family Law Edition 2009.
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