I don’t make New Years resolutions. I get really annoyed watching the same people I know, say the same thing every year, and they last all of 2 months before they quit. Of course they don’t call it quitting, no, it’s more of an “I’ve just changed my mind about this thing” type of quitting. Besides, I like to go against the crowd. So, while everyone has been joining the gym, juicing, and trying to better themselves in 2013, I’ve done nothing of the sort. If anything, I’ve been sitting around more (reading), eating worse (I’m tired of trying to figure out how to eat gluten-free in a house of picky non-gf people), and am back up to drinking too much coffee every day. However, I’m not one to pass up an opportunity when it presents itself.
It no secret that I’m unhappy with my slow, but steady increase in weight and inches since I stopped running months ago. It’s not just about the weight. I don’t feel as good. I’ve been wanting to find some activity I can do that won’t make my hips and ankle hurt worse than they already do. I’ve had some ideas of things I could do, but it’s been months of me just not doing anything to make it happen. A friend told me she’s joining a team of ladies in a Biggest Loser challenge at a local church. As is typical for me, I scoffed at anything attached to the Biggest Loser name. I’m not a fan of the show by any stretch of the imagination. I can’t stand “reality” tv. Especially that show. That aside, this friend told me who the other ladies were. I know them, and they’re a lot of fun. Then she told me for $35 you get a t-shirt, participation in challenges, prizes, and the thing that clinched it for me…Zumba classes on Saturdays. The last place I thought about taking a Zumba class was $7 a class. That’s crazy. But, the last time I lost a significant amount of weight was when I was part of a step aerobics class. I need a class atmosphere. I need other people I know in the trenches with me. So…I signed on.
Tomorrow is our first weigh-in, complete with measurement taking and a “before” pic. Lord, have mercy! It’s been a long time since I’ve done anything like this. About 13 years to be exact. I’m a little scared. But also a little excited. I need to do this for me, and the fact that I want to is the only reason I think it might work.
Besides the Zumba classes once a week, I have a dear friend who is going to let me use her elliptical while she gives Bekah her weekly piano lesson. That’s 2 days of moving down. I stopped at the library today to peruse the fitness DVDs. I bypassed all the ones that had “steel” in the title, and also the ones for “idiots”. What I ended up checking out was a 15 minute express dance workout, and two walk away the pounds (or some such title) to try this week. I figure if I can switch it up enough, I won’t get bored. The video that would probably be the most fun in my opinion is Richard Simmons classic, “Sweatin’ To the Oldies.” However, I was just too embarrassed to check it out. I couldn’t do it. My goal (and I hate using that word) is to move (not exercise) for at least 15 minutes a day, 6 days a week. I know…it’s just words, but the way I’m wired, the wording can make all the difference. I hate the word goal because in my messed up mind, I’ve failed at so many goals I’ve made in life, if I call it a “goal” I’ll quit before I’ve started for fear of failure. And calling it moving instead of exercise might just get it through my thick skull that it ALL does count. Those extra steps to the store when I park the car in East Jabip count. When I forget something downstairs and have to go back down and then back up, those steps count too. I’ve had friends in the field of fitness tell me that for years. It all adds up. I’m hoping to make that my theme as I do this. I think I need to invest in a pedometer.
The rest of today is going to be spent planning out how I’m going to add all this “movement” and healthier eating into our already crazy-busy life. The day-to-day of it is what I need to plan out. What am I going to eat for breakfast? What kind of snacks? Chocolate?? What about chocolate?? And coffee…I will NOT give that up. No matter what. I’ll try to keep you all posted on my (hopeful, fingers crossed) progress. I hope we can have a team name. And that it’s something funny. I’m all about laughing at myself.
Happy Saturday everyone!