October 16, 2013

I'm a LOSER. (Why I DO workout.)

If you didn't catch my last post about working out, Why I DON'T workout feel free to check it out. This isn't a series or anything, but it might make for good comparison, a good show of progress, and a definite change of heart/mind/attitude.  Hopefully to soon be followed by a change of body.

So tonight I sat down to watch The Biggest Loser Season 15.  I am a fan of the show (among other weight loss shows) because I am amazed at the transformations that take place.  I am always interested in the journey these people take to free themselves of the things that weigh them down--and not just the extra fat on their body.

I'm a loser, baby....
In the past my usual M.O. while watching The Biggest Loser was to plop down on the couch with a bowl of ice cream and stuff my face while watching the people on TV kill themselves in the gym.

This season is different.  Tonight I sit down with a much smaller portion of ice cream--a reward of sorts after having done my own workout and held up one end of a bargain with myself to down a full glass of water before the ice cream ever touches my lips.  Ice cream is it's own revered food group in our house and although there are nights that pass without it, I usually try to allow for it in my daily calories.

Mint chocolate heaven.
I don't follow any sort of "clean" eating or any structured diet.  Clean eating for me is anything that hasn't touched the floor or been fondled by grubby toddler fingers before being ingested.  I simply use an app on my smartphone to ensure that I don't take in 7,000 or more calories a day, and to track my daily workout. Yes, daily.

The toddler bites diet, anyone?
Now I do not think that I am doing anything extraordinary.  In fact, my results are pretty meager for the much-touted workout program I am doing.  So far I have lost about a pound a week.  Which is healthy and safe, but nobody's knocking down my door to have me star in the next infomercial.  That said, major weight loss is likely lacking because I only started watching my food intake after week three of what has been 8½ weeks.  And it's possible I have built up some muscle while losing some fat so that doesn't help in the equation of actual weight lost.

Results that can't be quantified.
What does equate for me is that I feel awesome.  I have more energy and I feel fit.  I'm not what even I would think of as "fit" just yet, but compared to where I was I feel great.  I feel myself changing; my body transforming; my mind re-thinking the way I want to treat this body.  And I realized recently that this is the only thing that I have truly done just for myself (on a consistent basis) in over 12 years.

This blog is something I love.  I love to write.  It is part of who I am--I constantly compose things in my head that I just don't make the time to get "on paper."  But as much as I love it, I feel I neglect it to a degree (a HUGE degree), and it suffers at the hands of a clock that squeezes the life out of every second of my day. It falls down the ladder of priority in the face of kids, dinner, laundry (ALWAYS the laundry!), bedtime routines and (now) working out.  

My new mantra. #everydayisnextMonday
It is actually rare that I even sit down to watch TV (in the face of the two loads of laundry sitting across the room needing to be folded).  But I can't regret it for this.  I am healthier, I feel better, I will look the way I want to.  It is happening.


And sometimes I sweat.....
...a lot.


  1. I honestly didn't know there was a laundry-folding option that DIDN'T include sitting and watching tv. Which I guess is pretty telling...

    1. I find it difficult to fold certain things while sitting. I guess that's my reward for standing and folding everything: sitting down with the mountain of socks at the end and matching them up. Good times.....

  2. Yay for Mommies getting to do something just for themselves! Great job!!

    1. Thanks! It feels good! And a little weird really.....

  3. I feel ya dawg. I feel like wonder woman when I manage to get my run on. You're amazing!!

    1. Haha! I've finally reached a point where I feel better AFTER I workout. Never thought that was possible, especially when I start my workouts at 9 pm.

  4. Congrats on getting started. I was just 4kg away from goal when I fell pregnant with baby number two. She is now 21 weeks and I am slowly getting back there but it's a long and frustrating journey.

    1. Interestingly, that's how I started this blog--I was down 30 pounds on Weight Watchers 3+ years ago when I found out I was pregnant with The Geel. Ended WW, started blogging.

      Good luck on your journey! 21 weeks is wonderful--much better than waiting over 2 years! Not to self-pimp any further, but if you have an Instagram account I post "sweaty selfies" as notsosupermom almost nightly after my workouts. It's my own form of self-accountability. I don't have a lot of followers, but it's mostly for me anyway. Sometimes I look forward to that as part of my workouts, too!


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