Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Today I was dreading my ww meeting and stepping on the scale. I was convinced I was up again and I didn't know how I was going to face another week of struggling with my food addiction. I took a deep breath and stepped up on the scale and... I was down 1.8 pounds!
I lost almost two pounds during a week that I thought I had failed miserably. It was like magic. I just waved my magic wand and said "Abracabyebye" to those pesky pounds. Okay, maybe it wasn't magic. Maybe the good meals helped compensate for the bad ones. I also attribute my weight loss to my workouts from the past week.
Last week I met with a personal trainer at my gym. I needed to find a new way to ramp up my workouts and there is a whole half of the gym that I don't know how to use. It is full of free weights and benches and machines with all these attachments to them. That whole end of the gym intimidates me - but I also have been reading about how strength training boosts your metabolism and how girls need to start working out more like guys do if they really want to tone and build up the lean muscle that creates a faster metabolism. That is the kind of workout that I see people doing on that end of the gym and I want to be one of them.
So I met with the trainer and we sat a talked for a few minutes. I let her know what I was doing (interval training on the elliptical, 100 crunches on a ball and 3 or 4 static strength training machines). It turns out I was doing a lot right, but the trainer challenged me to go further.
Now I have a new workout to alternate with my old one. I do 5 "sprints" on the rowing machine (row 500 meters in 2:30) and between each sprint do 20 crunches on the bosu (the bosu is like half a ball that lies flat on the ground). Then she has me doing bench squats, straight legged dead weight lifts, straight arm planks and work on two of those machines that intimidated me before. The workout kicks my butt. That is why I think I lost weight this past week.
Now when I'm cursing the row machine as I struggle to meet my time I can mentally picture a great big 1.8 in flashing gold letters and know that this pain will help me meet my goal to lose 100 pounds.