I slipped today. Work was especially stressful (read: excuse) and I knew I had bootcamp to burn off the calories (read: excuse no. 2). When my coworker craved chocolate, we decided to walk to Farmhouse Bakery, about three blocks away, to get a cookie. Besides (excuse no. 3), we were walking there, right?
Peanut butter chocolate chunk and a chocolate chip. That ended up being my lunch because I completely ruined my apetite for real food. That ended up being even worse because I crashed just before bootcamp.
HiP guy didn't show up to bootcamp, but there was this incredibly taut woman setting up stations. 10 to be exact. 3 minutes each.
We alternated between heavy cardio and ridiculous calesthenics (sp?). I chose to start with leg lifts so I wouldn't dread them through the entire half-class. Three minutes of holding my legs 6 inches off the ground. I held them up longer than I thought! Not 3 minutes, but longer.
I then ran two laps around the track, did suicides, tricep dips, side bends and jump rope. As I was about to die doing push ups without a mat, a bunch of volleyball players edged us out of our gym space.
Salvation!
We had the choice of spending the other 30 minutes running the track or leaving. I slipped again...
+ + +
cereal with skim: 200
veggie chili: 350
cornbread: 140
two cookies: 1,000,000
coffee with splenda/cream: 40
more chili (it's good!): 350
more cornbread (ditto): 140
TOTAL CALORIES: 1,001,220
grain: 5
veggies: 0
fruits: 0
dairy: 1
protein: 2
EXERCISE: 30 minutes moderate to high intensity: -200
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
A slip-up
cereal/skim milk: 200
coffee: 40
turkey/cheese panini: 325
V8 fusion: 120
sesame chicken: 250
rice and carrots: 400 (here's the slip-up - mall food)
Diet Coke: 0
milk: 90
TOTAL CALORIES: 1,425
grains: 4
protein: 1
dairy: 3
vegetables: 2
fruit: 1 (V8 Fusion is my godsend)
water: 30 (yikes)
EXERCISE: 20 min cardio (intervals on treadmill: -200 calories)
coffee: 40
turkey/cheese panini: 325
V8 fusion: 120
sesame chicken: 250
rice and carrots: 400 (here's the slip-up - mall food)
Diet Coke: 0
milk: 90
TOTAL CALORIES: 1,425
grains: 4
protein: 1
dairy: 3
vegetables: 2
fruit: 1 (V8 Fusion is my godsend)
water: 30 (yikes)
EXERCISE: 20 min cardio (intervals on treadmill: -200 calories)
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Smells like competition
I'm heading into Week 3 and want some results.
I may have more energy, and I may feel a little more comfortable in my favorite dark wash jeans, but I'm impatient. (Plus my jeans may be more comfortable because they are slightly stretchy and in need of laundering).
For Lake Norman Navigator readers, you may recognize reporter Megan Sprague's name. She started Weight Watchers last week. The editor proposed a little competition.
What shall we measure? I'll leave that up to Editor Amy. What it means to me is I have to step it up.
I have to step it up in my workouts and I have to step it up in keeping track of what I do. So at the end of my entries I'll give a little recap (yes, this one isn't so little). Here goes (as I breathe in deeply and convince myself that I won't be judged for being completely honest):
Breakfast:
Honey Nut Cheerios and skim milk: 200
Coffee with Splenda and half-and-half: 40
Snack:
peanut butter: 190
Lunch:
broccoli cheese soup: 200
toast with shredded cheddar: 150
Snack:
Coke with Splenda: 0
sugar-free pudding cup: 60
Dinner:
veggie chili*: 350
corn muffin: 140
Snack:
corn muffin: 140
TOTAL CALORIES: 1,470
Servings of grain: 4
of protein: 2
of dairy: 3
of vegetables: 1 (oops - this one is always hard for me, unless you want to count beans, which I'm sure you don't)
of fruits: 0 (and this one, too)
Ounces of water: 42 (trust me I catch a lot of flak about this one since I'm married to a fanatic water drinker)
Exercise:
Does cleaning the house count? If not, then 0.
*Homemade vegetarian chili if you'd like to try it:
can of kidney beans
can of black beans
can of pinto beans
two Boca hamburger patties
handful of green onions
clove of garlic
jalapenos to taste
can of diced tomato
splash olive oil
pinch of cilantro
spoonful of unsweet cocoa powder (sometimes I do lime juice instead)
Cook the burgers and chop it up into a slow cooker. Toss in everything else and cook on high for about an hour. (I use a slowcooker because it's big and out of the way when I make dinner for my I-don't-eat-vegetables husband). This will make about six or eight servings. I divvy out the leftovers into individual containers to take to work or freeze for later.
I may have more energy, and I may feel a little more comfortable in my favorite dark wash jeans, but I'm impatient. (Plus my jeans may be more comfortable because they are slightly stretchy and in need of laundering).
For Lake Norman Navigator readers, you may recognize reporter Megan Sprague's name. She started Weight Watchers last week. The editor proposed a little competition.
What shall we measure? I'll leave that up to Editor Amy. What it means to me is I have to step it up.
I have to step it up in my workouts and I have to step it up in keeping track of what I do. So at the end of my entries I'll give a little recap (yes, this one isn't so little). Here goes (as I breathe in deeply and convince myself that I won't be judged for being completely honest):
Breakfast:
Honey Nut Cheerios and skim milk: 200
Coffee with Splenda and half-and-half: 40
Snack:
peanut butter: 190
Lunch:
broccoli cheese soup: 200
toast with shredded cheddar: 150
Snack:
Coke with Splenda: 0
sugar-free pudding cup: 60
Dinner:
veggie chili*: 350
corn muffin: 140
Snack:
corn muffin: 140
TOTAL CALORIES: 1,470
Servings of grain: 4
of protein: 2
of dairy: 3
of vegetables: 1 (oops - this one is always hard for me, unless you want to count beans, which I'm sure you don't)
of fruits: 0 (and this one, too)
Ounces of water: 42 (trust me I catch a lot of flak about this one since I'm married to a fanatic water drinker)
Exercise:
Does cleaning the house count? If not, then 0.
*Homemade vegetarian chili if you'd like to try it:
can of kidney beans
can of black beans
can of pinto beans
two Boca hamburger patties
handful of green onions
clove of garlic
jalapenos to taste
can of diced tomato
splash olive oil
pinch of cilantro
spoonful of unsweet cocoa powder (sometimes I do lime juice instead)
Cook the burgers and chop it up into a slow cooker. Toss in everything else and cook on high for about an hour. (I use a slowcooker because it's big and out of the way when I make dinner for my I-don't-eat-vegetables husband). This will make about six or eight servings. I divvy out the leftovers into individual containers to take to work or freeze for later.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Make it stop!
You know in the movies when the drill sergeant everyone do something awful because one person lagged behind? It's real.
It hurts.
We had to do squats against a wall with a big ball. We had to jump on just the balls of our feet with our hands in the air. And worst, we had to hold our legs 6 inches from the ground for what seemed like 10 minutes.
It all hurt. And on those leg lifts I was the loser that made everyone do it longer.
It seemed as if all the drills we did Thursday revolved around my wrists. What muscles are in my wrists?
We did crab walks across the gym. We did push ups and side planks.
So as I wrap up week two of bootcamp, I tell myself that I can complain. I can moan and groan. But I cannot quit. It may hurt, but that means change is happening.
So instead of ending on a complaint, I'm going to point out the good that has come from bootcamp:
I notice I have more energy. It feels as if I'm constantly downing caffeine. I'm giddy and giggly, and I fidget.
I also crave running. This morning I woke up and wanted to go to the gym and run.
I'm still a little freaked out about that.
It hurts.
We had to do squats against a wall with a big ball. We had to jump on just the balls of our feet with our hands in the air. And worst, we had to hold our legs 6 inches from the ground for what seemed like 10 minutes.
It all hurt. And on those leg lifts I was the loser that made everyone do it longer.
It seemed as if all the drills we did Thursday revolved around my wrists. What muscles are in my wrists?
We did crab walks across the gym. We did push ups and side planks.
So as I wrap up week two of bootcamp, I tell myself that I can complain. I can moan and groan. But I cannot quit. It may hurt, but that means change is happening.
So instead of ending on a complaint, I'm going to point out the good that has come from bootcamp:
I notice I have more energy. It feels as if I'm constantly downing caffeine. I'm giddy and giggly, and I fidget.
I also crave running. This morning I woke up and wanted to go to the gym and run.
I'm still a little freaked out about that.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Day 3
As soon as I got in the car for work I was dreading bootcamp.
I'm tired from a long day at work. It's so cold I'll probably freeze on the way back out. I'm so achy. All things I threw at myself on the short drive from Broad Street to Wesley. Just shut it, Jess. Suck it up and go to bootcamp.
There were 21 people there. Most were the same, but there were a few new faces. Volleyball forced us to spend half our time in the gym, then the other half we were on the track.
That means 30 minutes of muscle stuff (including the dreaded planks - which I prefer to call the Devil's ab routine), then 30 minutes of running. Yes, 30 minutes. My current best was 10.
30.
I got through the first mile and tried to psych myself into running more. Nope. I had to walk two laps (12 = 1 mile). Then HiP Instructor made us do Indian runs. Wow, that sounds disgusting now that I type it... Basically we formed a line and the person in the back sprinted to the front while the rest jogged.
There were 21 of us plus HiP Instructor.
That meant basically an entire mile of jogging. I'd already done one, what did they expect out of me?!?
But I stayed with the pack the entire time.
All in all I'd say I ran 20 out of 30 minutes. I was highly impressed with myself.
... well until I came back to the newsroom for election night and had three slices of pizza. Oops.
I'm tired from a long day at work. It's so cold I'll probably freeze on the way back out. I'm so achy. All things I threw at myself on the short drive from Broad Street to Wesley. Just shut it, Jess. Suck it up and go to bootcamp.
There were 21 people there. Most were the same, but there were a few new faces. Volleyball forced us to spend half our time in the gym, then the other half we were on the track.
That means 30 minutes of muscle stuff (including the dreaded planks - which I prefer to call the Devil's ab routine), then 30 minutes of running. Yes, 30 minutes. My current best was 10.
30.
I got through the first mile and tried to psych myself into running more. Nope. I had to walk two laps (12 = 1 mile). Then HiP Instructor made us do Indian runs. Wow, that sounds disgusting now that I type it... Basically we formed a line and the person in the back sprinted to the front while the rest jogged.
There were 21 of us plus HiP Instructor.
That meant basically an entire mile of jogging. I'd already done one, what did they expect out of me?!?
But I stayed with the pack the entire time.
All in all I'd say I ran 20 out of 30 minutes. I was highly impressed with myself.
... well until I came back to the newsroom for election night and had three slices of pizza. Oops.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Pre Day 3
Since I seem to be in the joining spirit, I joined another YMCA program today.
The Maintain, Don't Gain program posters said if I gave them $5 and was weighed, I could win a healthy cookbook (if I stayed within 3 pounds) or I could be entered for a cash prize (if I maintained or lost weight).
Sounded like a nifty proposition.
So I went in this morning for my weigh-in. Got on the scale and wasn't surprised.
Then I went into an office for the pinch-your-fat test. My first.
Those things hurt! Not to mention I really think she pinched some muscle in there. Especially on my quads.
So after doing a little calculation, I am apparently obese. Not overweight. In that "very unhealthy" level of fat range.
The measurer recommended I do cardio and weight training.
With that I'm off to Day 3.
The Maintain, Don't Gain program posters said if I gave them $5 and was weighed, I could win a healthy cookbook (if I stayed within 3 pounds) or I could be entered for a cash prize (if I maintained or lost weight).
Sounded like a nifty proposition.
So I went in this morning for my weigh-in. Got on the scale and wasn't surprised.
Then I went into an office for the pinch-your-fat test. My first.
Those things hurt! Not to mention I really think she pinched some muscle in there. Especially on my quads.
So after doing a little calculation, I am apparently obese. Not overweight. In that "very unhealthy" level of fat range.
The measurer recommended I do cardio and weight training.
With that I'm off to Day 3.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Day 2
Owwwwwwwww.
It took me 2 minutes to write that. I feel mushy.
Now that I've gotten the melodrama out of me, I must say bootcamp is kicking my butt!
Today we burned out our upper body, with some sprints and ab work mixed in.
There were 21 people in class today, but they weren't the same people. A few people skipped out, and in their places were younger people. I mean "Class of 2011" young. So when we did these leg lifts where we had to keep our legs 6 inches off the ground, I was worried. When HiP Instructor said if your legs dropped you'd have to run, I started to moan and groan. But when he said we'd have to run until the last person's legs fell, I panicked.
There were two high school cheerleaders and an abs instructor in the room. I was screwed.
It turned into an ab-off between the ab instructor and Class of 2011, all the while us ab losers ran around them in a circle. JUST DROP YOUR LEGS! DO IT!
It's good to be so tired (at least that's what I keep telling myself). Being in a group setting with a guy who pushes you to go harder makes me actually work out instead of flopping around on machines until Brad finishes his weights.
Of course we need to see how enthusiastic I am when my nearly cramping triceps start to get sore.
It took me 2 minutes to write that. I feel mushy.
Now that I've gotten the melodrama out of me, I must say bootcamp is kicking my butt!
Today we burned out our upper body, with some sprints and ab work mixed in.
There were 21 people in class today, but they weren't the same people. A few people skipped out, and in their places were younger people. I mean "Class of 2011" young. So when we did these leg lifts where we had to keep our legs 6 inches off the ground, I was worried. When HiP Instructor said if your legs dropped you'd have to run, I started to moan and groan. But when he said we'd have to run until the last person's legs fell, I panicked.
There were two high school cheerleaders and an abs instructor in the room. I was screwed.
It turned into an ab-off between the ab instructor and Class of 2011, all the while us ab losers ran around them in a circle. JUST DROP YOUR LEGS! DO IT!
It's good to be so tired (at least that's what I keep telling myself). Being in a group setting with a guy who pushes you to go harder makes me actually work out instead of flopping around on machines until Brad finishes his weights.
Of course we need to see how enthusiastic I am when my nearly cramping triceps start to get sore.
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