Vacation Looming

It's vacation time! yay!! I love vacation - mostly because it means I am not working. We do not have much planned for vacation this year, which is fine by me. Usually vacation is a food-fest. So, I am going to work on that "lifestyle change" thing I'm going for by having it be an activity fest or a relaxation fest or an anything-but-food fest.

One week until the 5K, and I'm pretty sure the terrain is hilly. Damn. Oh well, too late to back out now. I'm going to run some hills tomorrow - the measly ones I can find around here.

I may also go and do some shopping on my vacation. I am wearing a belt with some pants and that means it is nearly time to get rid of them in favor of smaller clothing. Hooray!!

I Like Mine Better

I went for a run this morning and did not have a lot of energy despite it being absolutely PERFECT weather - cool and clear and low humidity. I went at least 2.5 miles today but did not do the 3 mile route.

I got home and decided to weigh myself on my scale at home because I haven't done that in a while. Besides, I like torture. And.... I like my scale much better than the one at work. Then again, perhaps if I weighed at work in the nude, right after I ran in the morning I would weigh the same. My scale said 146.4. Still not the number that I want to see, but below the 150s. Still gunning for any scale to say anywhere near that number "130-something"...

Well, ok...

This week's weigh-in says I lost three pounds. I should be really happy about that, right? Well, I'm not. I really wanted it to be 3.5 or 4 to make up for last week's nothing. Besides, if I had lost 3.5 to 4, I would be back in the 140s, and now I have to still be in the 150s - gross. I really want the scale to say 130s kind of numbers, and that seems so darn far away and unattainable at this rate.

There is a major psychological difference between the 140s and the 150s and it has to do with the fact that I work in a medical office. We have medical scales aplenty here, and they are that scary kind where you slide the weights back and forth... you know what I'm saying. Anyway, there are top sliders and bottom sliders, and the bottom one goes from 50, to 100 to 150 to 200... and I want that thing on 100, NOT 150!!!

I will not give up. I will keep on running. I will keep saying "no" to dessert and yes to vegetables. I will look at adding some weights for toning in my arms and do my pushups and planks at night. I will see the 140s next week, by hook or by crook!!!

Medal 2... Anticipation

I present myself with yet another medal or two in the face of delicious desserts. Last night I passed on cake by Tina Marie, and this is wedding cake kind of stuff which is more moist and fabulous than I can describe. The night before that I passed on DQ ice cream cake.

I have been running/jogging - ran 3 miles yesterday and did one mile today but in intervals with sprints thrown in there for a change of training. I even bought a running magazine with training tips, so apparently I am getting serious about this. I signed up for the 5K in a week and a half.

Tomorrow is weigh-in. Everyone cross your fingers.... you'll hear the scream if the result is zero again.

Registered

I signed myself up for a 5K "run/walk" in LeClaire, Iowa. It's taking place on August 14th, so I have about two weeks to prepare. I am now officially freaking out about that a little bit. I mean, I shouldn't because I have been running and all, but I live in flatsville and what if it is hilly there? I need to check out the topograpghy. Anyone have a good elevation relief map? I keep reassuring myself that it is a run/WALK kind of thing and there will be plenty of people walking, but I don't want to walk! I'm looking forward to another tee-shirt with huge sleeves to add to my collection of stuff I never wear.

By the way, who the hell is this woman who voluntarily signs up for running events where her siblings are not guilting her into participation?! Whodathunkit?...

Earned a Medal

Tonight I had to go to a potluck end-of-the-softball-season picnic. I had to take an entree and side dish or dessert. I went to the grocery store to pick up said items, and my softball player said, "I'm coming in with you or you'll get some healthy junk nobody will eat, like 90-calorie granola bars." I frowned and argued that I would get something she and her sister would like, so she stayed in the car. I went in and bought a box of chicken strips and two boxes of cookies. There you go, kid. Junk as requested. I also bought an apple.

I went to the potluck and put my items on the table, teeming with goulash, pizzas, garlic bread, baked beans, taco salad, various noodle salads dripping in dressing, and oh.. the desserts. A giant sheetcake pan of m&m bars, frosted cakes, cupcakes, homemade cookies, cheesecake, and the two boxes of cookies I brought.

I ate my apple.

After we went home, I ate one chicken strip and a lettuce salad.

I'll take my medal now and it needs to say this: "for valor in the face of a potluck - minus five pounds"

Oh, AND I avoided the breakroom today - rumor has it there were things in there called "Ho Ho bars."

Aaaaaaand.... nothing.

I ran five times last week, including twice where I pushed the distance to up over 2.5 miles. I ate healthy foods, though I did have two chocolate chip cookies (see posting below). And, I lost... nothing. Stayed the same. Apparently my body believes there is a famine and is saving all of my fat for survival purposes. Sigh.