The Five Pound Bobber

That damned five pounds that goes up and down and leaves you elated one day and bummed three days later. It’s ridiculous. Why? It’s a five pound bobber because it’s the weight that seems to fluctuate up and down based on body rhythms and what you’ve consumed recently, and what of it you’ve eliminated- or not .

So, today it’s 134. And, I’m just about ready to not give a rat’s ass. I am staying low-carb, drinking a lot of water, diligent to drink my superfood shakeology, and I am working out five days per week. T-25 is not easy. I am also aware that my body is in repair mode a lot right now, as I continue to put micro-tears in my muscle fibers. Repair, in a biological engine like humans have, requires water.  

Meanwhile…I continue to chat up my Challenge group on Facebook. I have one member, and she’s awesome. She has already lost 9 pounds. She’s in the Coast Guard and was super-fit. Having a baby kind of set her back a bit in terms of having a super hard body. She is working hard, though, and is very young. She will be in great shape in no time. It doesn’t happen through wishing and planning. Fitness requires action. 

Everything worth doing requires more effort than you might expect or wish to expend. I like to think in terms of lift and drag. Getting airborne takes monumental effort, but once lift overcomes drag, you’re flying. Life is like that. 

I’ve spent way too much of my life crying over the effort required to fly instead of actually doing to the work to get up there. That has stopped now. I will no longer be content with merely hopping up and down pretending I am moments from flight. I have to back up, make an amazing run, putting everything I have into reaching my goal, and without stopping to be afraid of the height or wondering what I will do when I get up there, race full speed ahead into it. 

When it comes to fitness and weight loss, I know that my way is not the only way. Certainly not. It’s just the best way for me. Lots of others, too. But we are all different in what we enjoy, what we will and will not work hard at. 

Not everyone is going to want to be a coach with me. I will be lucky to find people who are intrepid, adventuring sorts who won’t let a couple of hundred dollars get between them and where they could be. Not everyone has a vision. Not everyone is an entrepreneur, or can see the value of being in business for way less than the price of two Katy Perry concert tickets. 

Most of all, not everybody wants to work hard. It’s just that simple. 

I was that person once. 

Not anymore. 

I will succeed. 

Come with me.

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My Clean Eating Is a Little Dirty…

Yeah, well. I wasn’t worried about the clean eating challenge the week before my T-25 Challenge. After all, I eat right. Lots of veggies, whole foods, very little packaged…at least, I tell myself that all the time.

However, it turns out that a few of my favorite things are not clean. In fact, they are downright smutty.  Let’s look at the Jimmy Dean breakfast sausage links yesterday. I stopped midway through the second link and stopped and said out loud, “Oh, no. What am I DOING?”.  I ate it anyway. I disappointed myself. At work, I drank my usual two Splenda sweetened energy drinks. Not horrible, I guess. I suppose I am not entirely convinced that Splenda is bad for me. I guess I made my own rules, there.

What about the two small spoons of marshmallow cream tonight I had after dinner? Tiny, but that was about 10 grams of carbs, and nothing but delightful, horrible sugar. It seemed to kill my cravings. I worked out tonight, and feel like I might have undone a bit of my progress. I should have held fast. I didn’t. I caved. It might be that I should up my carb count now, with the increasing work outs. Trying to keep it to 25 grams has been harder than ever lately. Today it was probably more like 45. Not a sin for the average eater. In fact, that would be low. But I feel like I won’t lose fat at that rate. I am not sure. So far, I tend to just stay steady at 134-136. Can’t seem to reach that 130 holy grail. Something has to give. I am seeing new definition in my upper abs, but the lower portion still looks like someone who is either 45, (me) had two kids, (again, me, but 19 years ago!) or is using that as an excuse. Flabby chicken skin is not attractive. But guess what? I am still getting stronger. As we age, the skin just doesn’t quite spring back into taut condition, even with fat loss and muscle toning. I won’t let that stop me from trying, though. After all, I really just got started on the ab routine not long ago. I found some great exercises to tone the lower abs on my Yoga Booty Ballet DVD. You use a small ball, and squeeze that tight between your knees as you do a half sit up. The kind that actually work the abs, not kill the back of the neck.  And as you’re squeezing, if you touch your lower abs, you can feel they are actually getting worked.

More to the point, I have found a great way to meet people, a community of low-carb and fitness experts and fans, and it’s all quite exciting. I love the feeling of making new acquaintances and friends along this journey to health.

I have a few more kryptonite food items/substances like nicotine gum to kick out of my life. I need to not need a Monster Lo-carb to feel energetic. There’s still a lot of hard work I need to learn to do. I have whole new levels I need to push myself to. I can do a run one day and feel strong, and push past my old limit, and the very next time I am struggling to get through 2/3 of it. I think the important thing is to never stop!

People like to philosophize that it doesn’t matter- we should just do whatever we want because we all die anyway. But that’s not the point. I know I am going to die anyway. It’s working toward a goal that matters! No matter what that goal may be. Not a goal to see how quickly I can ruin my health and treat my body and mind like they’re worthless. But rather, a goal to strive toward more excellence. In that endeavor, the reward IS the journey, and the life is made worth living. I spend the prime years of my youth wasting the potential I had, partying and not believing in anything, much less myself. Now I find a new strength and sense of purpose in testing my limits. The other argument is that I should not beat myself up for making a slip or mistake. I get that. I’m OK that I messed up, or I wouldn’t have messed up. I chose it. I just don’t want to PAY for it, you see…

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