A New Me?

The New Year brought with it a determination to get my life back on track. We joined the local YMCA and I am hoping to get my weight under some control. They have a 12 week to a new you type of program that I signed up for. Basically, it is a way to get yourself used to working out on a regular basis. The first thing we did was weigh me, measure me and look at my BMI. Talk about depressing.

I am at my heaviest weight ever.... including my weights through three pregnancies. *sigh* It's no wonder I have high blood pressure! So. I weigh 228 pounds at 5 foot 5 inches. I am obese. The little machine that the Y uses told me that I am carrying 39 lbs of excess body fat and that my ideal weight is between 166 and 189 lbs. Which I can deal with, cause every other scale I have looked at shows me needing to get down to like 130 lbs.

Anyway. I started working out and have done 3 days so far (since Tuesday). Although 30 minutes on a treadmill is not much of a workout. But, my legs are sure feeling it. I am going to try to ease into this and not push myself too hard. I want to keep it up, not burn out. Ideally, I will lose a pound or two a week once I really get into this. But for now, if I can get off that treadmill and not be winded or have burning thighs I will be happy.

I am planning to update my progress here weekly. I hope that means I will HAVE something to report. Wish me luck.

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Future M.I.L.F Friday.... delayed

I would love to tell you a dramatic and edge of your seat story as to why there was a gap in the blogging here. But, the truth of the matter is that my life just got the better of me. I will post separately about some of the many wonderful things that have kept me busy this week. For now......

I am definitely a Future MILF. Emphasis on the FUTURE. I am not going to share my weight this week as I did not lose, I gained. It may have something to do with stress. Or maybe depression. Or it could be lack of energy and therefore a lack of exercise. Or maybe.... it was the half of a coconut cream pie that found it's way into mah belly. Or the snack cakes. Or the numerous Pepsi's. Nah. It was the stress.

Realistically I understand that I will probably not lose any weight this holiday season. This was probably the absolute worst time to try to start this. I would be happy with not gaining any more weight! My back hurts, my knees hurt and none of my clothes fit me right. It sucks. And it is depressing and upsetting. And demoralizing. I don't feel sexy in the slightest. Add that to the general lack of a sex drive right now and you get an unhappy husband. Not that he complains (he better not!) (LOL)..... but.... it makes me feel bad.

The steps in the right direction that I HAVE taken this week are:

1. Weaning myself off of caffeine. I am addicted. And the soda? It is a god. I don't like diet soda. So that leaves dropping soda altogether and drinking water. I like drinking water. But, being addicted to caffeine means awful headaches if I drop it cold turkey. So, I am down to 1 or 2 caffeinated drinks a day and doing OK. Next week..... no caffeine unless it is black coffee!

2. Joining a weight loss support group that is linked to my Meet and Play group here. I am hoping to be able to walk with somebody on a regular basis. And have some accountability to people I actually see.

So, there. I have made steps. I will do this. It just might take longer than I would like....