Stress and stress eating…

It's a food thing

Usually, when I’m stressed out, I don’t eat junk. I don’t; I drink it. My comfort food is any carbonated drink I can get my hands on, despite Coke being my favorite. And in the past two days, I’ve had enough soda to last me months. I also had pizza for lunch, and not the GF kind. And then had Cheesecake for dinner.

Now, as I sit here feeling bloated and uncomfortable, I am quietly reprimanding myself for letting the stress get to me. Especially when I know better; know that working out at the gym to loud music would be a better way of purging said stress than downing another jumbo coke from the Kangaroo.

But I couldn’t go to the gym because I had to take my dog to the vet and it took forever, and I had to cry afterward. (Hence the cheesecake for dinner. My very pregnant sister in law is brilliant for that one)

While I’m sitting here reprimanding myself, I am also reminding myself that I am human, and sometimes these things happen. I’ve been doing good so far with cleaning up my diet for the most part, and one day of bad eating isn’t going to destroy the hard work I have done. I simply took a couple of steps back. The pizza should have been gluten free, and if I skipped the actual CAKE part of the desserts I ate last night, I’d be in a much different mental space about all of this.

See, work has been stressful. A case from the past was brought up and with it comes a lot of horrible people writing horrible things on our pages. Then we had someone try to stir the pot and jump on the “Let’s hate Law Enforcement” bandwagon, and suddenly we have two kinds of people who are terrorizing us on our pages. Then the vet said the big scary “C” word that left me bawling my eyes out in front of my niece (who was adorable, telling me that it’s okay, Hocus will feel better, the doctor will make her better) and I am just done with this week.

That is no excuse to drop the ball on my fitness/diet health plan though. And while I am feeling like I need to kick my own ass for doing it, I am also realizing that sometimes things happen. All I can do is acknowledge that it happened and vow to do better. Beating myself up about it won’t fix the problem, and will make me feel worse than I already do. And let’s be real, I’m already panicking over my adorable 13 year old lab/shepherd mix who is at the vet getting x-rays and tests done to show whether or not she has a bone lesion in her knee joint or if she simply has an infection. I don’t need to fret about the two pieces of pepperoni pizza I had yesterday. I need to simply take some Gas-X, drink some water, and listen to music to help calm my nerves.


What I’m trying to say is don’t beat yourself up for silly diet mishaps. Life happens sometimes, and as long as the junk food habit isn’t something you do every day, cut yourself some slack. And cuddle your fur-babies please.

Sore feels so good…

getting healthyI’m still super sore from my double workout on Saturday. It’s kind of crazy. I haven’t felt this kind of soreness in a very long time, and it’s almost like a visit from an old friend. I’m excited about it, and seriously frustrated about it.

Excited because soreness means changes are happening, but frustrated because I’ve let myself go so much that a double class actually left me sore and exhausted. It wasn’t like this before. Maybe in the beginning, but not before.

And that’s where I have to stop myself and realize that focusing on the positive is primary. Dwelling on the negative is not conducive to a good relationship with yourself, with fitness, or with life. Accepting your flaws as they are and moving forward with them in the back of your head as lessons is key.

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Down with the Sickness

It started on Thursday. I woke up with a sore throat, swollen tonsils and white stuff on the back of my throat. Lovely.

Then Friday I developed a rash all over my body. I called in sick and went to the doctor.

Strep throat symptoms, but not strep. And Scarlet Fever symptoms, but not Scarlet Fever.

Well. That sucks.

Now it’s been about a week since I was first feeling symptoms and I feel the best I have all week. Slight pain when I swallow and most of the rash is gone. I’m ready to get back on the bandwagon and go back to the gym! woohoo!!:)

It’s A Food Thing. It really is.

It's a food thing

Dreamboat and I have been talking a lot about our bodies. It’s basically been a hate fest on both sides. But we both agreed that we want to look and feel better, and that means losing some weight. Granted, I’ve been trying to do that all along, but now that he is on board it will be easier.

Yes, I’m aware that I am my own person and can and should be able to do this on my own. But isn’t it so much easier when everyone is on board and you are all working toward the same goal? Because it is for me. Unless it’s running, because I am at my best when I run alone. That cheerleader stuff people do when they run with you doesn’t work for me, instead it makes me angry.

ANYWAY – one of the biggest parts of losing weight is diet. In fact, diet counts more than just working out. You can work out all you want but if you have a shit diet then you aren’t going to lose any weight. So with half training starting in July, it’s time to sit down and really examine the diet and get it together. Something both Dreamboat and I are not good at is planning meals. We used to be. But we haven’t been so good at it lately.

That’s gotta change.

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Soap Box: Dehydration sucks, mmmkay?

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I’m sore, I’m tired, I’m sunburned and I’m migraine filled – but Rockville this weekend was kind of epic. I saw amazing bands that I adore, I rocked out with friends I haven’t seen in a long time, and I loved every moment of it. But it was also hot as a mofo out there and I saw people dropping left and right due to dehydration and heat exhaustion. It averaged about 90 degrees each day of the two day festival, and there was no clouds in the sky.

That means it’s officially summer in Florida, and with that comes my yearly discussion on staying hydrated during the summer months if you work out outdoors.

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The long road to fit…

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I have a long road ahead of me.

Last night, I went to my first Body Step class since joining the YMCA. It has been 6 years EASY since I’ve taken Body Step. I figured that maybe I’d be okay, so I grabbed one riser and my step. Half way through the class, I dropped to just the step. A few songs later I was doing a lot on the floor, not even using the step.

This morning I woke up exhausted and sore. But so freaken excited.

This is the feeling I’ve been missing. The feeling of working out so hard that you are so tired the next morning and so sore. Knowing you left everything in that workout. I was doing the lower intensity steps but I was still there and still got my sweat on.

But dude. Such a long road ahead of me. Getting back to fit sucks sometimes.

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unplanned break is done!

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That was an unplanned break.

The first full week of April was absolute chaos. Work was keeping me incredibly busy, and working crazy like hours to boot. Then, I went on vacation with the Dreamboat to North Carolina where we spent a week doing absolutely nothing planned.  We just did as we felt like doing. It was amazing.

I meant to post a little “hello! I’m not dead yet” post yesterday, but got distracted with reading and cooking. But hey, everyone has their moments of “OMG Seriously self?”

I just have them more often than others.

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