Okay. Let's try this again. Again. Sigh. I'm 35 years and 10 days old. I promised myself to get back to it this week. It's Friday. I'm getting back to it. I danced my booty off last Friday, hiked on Saturday, did yoga on Sunday, aerobics on Tuesday, and ran, lifted weights and worked on my core today (Friday). Now it's not like I haven't done anything, but I see this as not enough. Monday, Wednesday and Thursday did not see one iota of exercise. I need to get 15 pounds off by June 20th. Period. It is my goal and I have to stick to it. And now that is one month from yesterday. This is going to test my willpower for sure. I'm outlining a schedule of exercise to keep to. Even if I don't want to do it, I have to. The bright spot is that I'm almost done with work, so my MWF will be open in the mornings when it is cool to get my exercise done.
I also will need funding for new clothes. The clothes I have now are already loose. Not that I will mind shopping, I just wish I had more money to do it. I take PayPal, personal checks and cash ;-)
I need cheerleading and support more than ever. Where be my cheerleaders? Give me a shout out!
Friday, May 21, 2010
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Hiking and Rock Climbing with the Vibram Five-Fingers
Today I tried out my shoes while hiking at Vasquez Rocks. The company wasn't kidding when they said these are true rock climbing shoes. I felt like Spiderman! I clung to the rocks as I made my way up and down the steep rock formations that my boys just had to climb. Also, after a night dancing in four inch wedge heels, it was soothing to let my feet connect to the ground again with just a thin layer of rubber separating me from the dirt. I did have to pay a little more attention to where I stepped so that I wouldn't get a sharp rock or worse yet, glass, poking my feet, but that was alright. My feet were happy.
I am looking forward to hiking many more trails in my shoes. It's such great, and really different, exercise for my legs. After seeing a woman with my body type wearing an awesome pair of short shorts at the club I went to last night, I know I can do this. Her legs looked phenomenal and so shall mine. They are already changing, but I have to keep at it. Happy trails to me!
I am looking forward to hiking many more trails in my shoes. It's such great, and really different, exercise for my legs. After seeing a woman with my body type wearing an awesome pair of short shorts at the club I went to last night, I know I can do this. Her legs looked phenomenal and so shall mine. They are already changing, but I have to keep at it. Happy trails to me!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Day After the 35th Birthday...
So, it's official. I am 35 years old. I'm celebrating a week of my birthday that started last Friday with many mojitos and will end in the wee hours of Saturday in West Hollywood.
The day of my birthday went very well, even though Gabriel had to endure his 5-year-old checkup complete with three vaccinations, a TB test, and a blood draw. He was a very brave little boy and is now completely ready for school.
I navigated the waters of eating at Denny's for breakfast (I'm not going to be snobbish and pass up a free birthday meal), eating carbs that should not have gone in my mouth, but I used the excuse it was my birthday. I was informed by Dana that I was going to have my flying lesson on Thursday at 12 noon - I am beyond thrilled to do this! I had a manicure and pedicure and later we went out to a local Mexican restaurant where, again, my entire meal was free. I even had free birthday flan - olé! Then it was off to German class where I brought mini cupcakes for the class and my friend made lemon cupcakes. I had one mini and one regular sized cupcakes. Can you say "sugar overload?" I just don't eat much refined sugar anymore, so I was feeling pretty weird after that. Thank goodness for water.
The good thing is that I don't really want any sugar. I'm perfectly happy not eating anything with sugar in it, especially after yesterday. With that being said, sugar is not my "food drug of choice," so it's pretty easy for me to avoid things with sugar in them.
I've indulged. And I'm not going to feel guilty about it. I'm exercising and feeling good. Next week is not my birthday week and I will be more faithful to my plan. After all, bathing suit shopping will be here before I know it.
It feels fantastic to be 35!
The day of my birthday went very well, even though Gabriel had to endure his 5-year-old checkup complete with three vaccinations, a TB test, and a blood draw. He was a very brave little boy and is now completely ready for school.
I navigated the waters of eating at Denny's for breakfast (I'm not going to be snobbish and pass up a free birthday meal), eating carbs that should not have gone in my mouth, but I used the excuse it was my birthday. I was informed by Dana that I was going to have my flying lesson on Thursday at 12 noon - I am beyond thrilled to do this! I had a manicure and pedicure and later we went out to a local Mexican restaurant where, again, my entire meal was free. I even had free birthday flan - olé! Then it was off to German class where I brought mini cupcakes for the class and my friend made lemon cupcakes. I had one mini and one regular sized cupcakes. Can you say "sugar overload?" I just don't eat much refined sugar anymore, so I was feeling pretty weird after that. Thank goodness for water.
The good thing is that I don't really want any sugar. I'm perfectly happy not eating anything with sugar in it, especially after yesterday. With that being said, sugar is not my "food drug of choice," so it's pretty easy for me to avoid things with sugar in them.
I've indulged. And I'm not going to feel guilty about it. I'm exercising and feeling good. Next week is not my birthday week and I will be more faithful to my plan. After all, bathing suit shopping will be here before I know it.
It feels fantastic to be 35!
Friday, May 7, 2010
A Case of the Body Snatchers?
Wow, I'm feeling quite witty at 6:25 a.m. Your eyes don't deceive you, yours truly, Emily Haraldson, is awake, fed, running clothes on, and is getting ready to run. Oh, and I'm typing this blog. What has gotten into me? Good question.
As you know from my last blog post, I'm rededicating my efforts to eat right and exercise. My goal now is to lose 10-15 pounds more before June 21st - that's approximately six weeks from now, so a steady 1-2 pounds a week is perfect. That's the day I head to Minnesota with my family for a month long vacation. I will be buying a new bathing suit on June 19th, with, most likely, new pants/shorts since if I lose even five more pounds, I'm going to need new pants.
Okay, time's a wasting, better do what I got up to do: RUN!!!
Monday, May 3, 2010
Getting Back into the Saddle
Okay. I fell off the proverbial wagon. I ate super yummy delicious food that I know I should not be eating right now if I'm ever going to lose more weight. What can I say? The past few weeks have been stressful and something had to give.
Ahhhhh, there it is. The one thing I didn't think I did: stress eating. But apparently I do. Why choose an apple when I can have a cinnamon roll? (BTW, you don't have to answer that question, I know the correct answer) Why choose a salad when you can have pasta - well, okay, I had salad AND pasta AND a slice of pizza last night. I should have known that I do this stress eating when one night I was having a tiff with a friend and stood at the counter shoving mounds of cottage cheese and Trader Joe's veggie chips into my mouth (yes, I know, I could have been eating worse things, but my goal is to not eat at night, especially 10:30 p.m.).
Life is stressful and most of the time, eating healthfully doesn't seem like the thing to counter the stress. Why do we turn to "comfort foods?" It must be the hormones that are triggered, the feelings of happiness and euphoria when certain foods are eaten... I'm looking at you, carbs...
I can't always exercise the stress away, especially after a long exhausting day when I get home after 9 p.m. Running really isn't an option at night for me. One, it's not safe and two, I get all energized and can't sleep. Yoga is always an option, but for me, it takes a bit of mental acuity to do it and at 9 p.m., I just don't have it.
So, I think I'm going to start down the path of guided meditation. Put down the piece of bread and move into Lotus position on the floor. Deep breaths. Let your mind go. Soften your eyes. And all that stuff. I'm ready.
Part two of my great adventure of being able to wear a miniskirt starts now. My 35th birthday is one week away. It's time to get back into the saddle.
Oh, and according to Dick's Sporting Goods, Happy National Runner's Month! Now come buy some shoes and sports bras! Ha!
Ahhhhh, there it is. The one thing I didn't think I did: stress eating. But apparently I do. Why choose an apple when I can have a cinnamon roll? (BTW, you don't have to answer that question, I know the correct answer) Why choose a salad when you can have pasta - well, okay, I had salad AND pasta AND a slice of pizza last night. I should have known that I do this stress eating when one night I was having a tiff with a friend and stood at the counter shoving mounds of cottage cheese and Trader Joe's veggie chips into my mouth (yes, I know, I could have been eating worse things, but my goal is to not eat at night, especially 10:30 p.m.).
Life is stressful and most of the time, eating healthfully doesn't seem like the thing to counter the stress. Why do we turn to "comfort foods?" It must be the hormones that are triggered, the feelings of happiness and euphoria when certain foods are eaten... I'm looking at you, carbs...
I can't always exercise the stress away, especially after a long exhausting day when I get home after 9 p.m. Running really isn't an option at night for me. One, it's not safe and two, I get all energized and can't sleep. Yoga is always an option, but for me, it takes a bit of mental acuity to do it and at 9 p.m., I just don't have it.
So, I think I'm going to start down the path of guided meditation. Put down the piece of bread and move into Lotus position on the floor. Deep breaths. Let your mind go. Soften your eyes. And all that stuff. I'm ready.
Part two of my great adventure of being able to wear a miniskirt starts now. My 35th birthday is one week away. It's time to get back into the saddle.
Oh, and according to Dick's Sporting Goods, Happy National Runner's Month! Now come buy some shoes and sports bras! Ha!
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