So it’s no secret that I’ve been in desperate need of doing something about my body and its extra baggage fees for some time now. I’m about three weeks from turning 36 and things are getting worse, not better.
I’ve reached some pretty scary for me numbers on the scale and I’ve reached the point where more things in my closet don’t fit, rather than fit.
And it sucks.
I keep giving myself these mini-goals … and I keep failing to reach them. I’ll do good for awhile, and even drop five or six pounds, but then it all comes back.
I started running more, in the hopes of doing a half-marathon with Michelle, who made me a very appealing offer in the hopes of tempting me to join her for the Zooma Florida race — she offered to share her room at the Ritz in Amelia Island for the race weekend!
I even followed a half-marathon training guide for about six weeks. I was running consistently and had worked myself up to a couple 6-mile runs … which is a HUGE accomplishment for me.
And the biggest surprise? I didn’t hate it. Oh, sure, I hated the early mornings, but I was starting to not despise every single second of the runs. You see, I really, really, REALLY want to do more races; I just don’t want to do any training runs. That’s totally doable, right?
With Amelia Island as my carrot, I kept on running, but then my cousin Rachel died. I kept trying to run the first few days through my sobs and tears. Then, I traveled to Pennsylvania for the funeral and when I returned, I just had a hard time getting myself out there in the morning. That rolled into Christmas, blah, blah, blah. You know how this story ends.
I did a couple runs over the holidays but nothing consistent. I know, I know. Excuses.
Given all that, as of a week ago, I WAS STILL considering just trying to wing it because it sounds like such a great event, but I just don’t think that’d be a good idea.
Here’s what kills me though. When I was running more consistently, I was GAINING weight. Then, I basically took three weeks off, and of course, I lost weight. Figures.
But there was definitely a difference in how I felt. Not only did my clothes fit better when I was running more, I FELT better.
Funny how that happens.
I know this time of the year is popular for new plans — new eating plans, new diets, new gyms, new goals. If at all possible, I’d really love to avoid a drastically new eating plan. I think I do a pretty decent job of eating. We try to keep our processed foods to a minimum. I pack my lunch for work every day. Other than a weekly trip to Tijuana Flats, we, for the most part, eat at home during the week.
I know I can always do better but I don’t think an extreme way of eating, like paleo or Weight Watchers is sustainable for me (no judgments for those who do these plans. I think they’re awesome and the results are amazing; I just don’t have the willpower) for the long term.
The missing link, though, is exercise. I need consistency and I need a plan.
And that’s where Tina Reale and her Best Body Bootcamp comes in.
I’ve been THISCLOSE to signing up before but I always had a reason not to — travel plans, work stresses, a busy time with E., etc. But I know it’s time to stop making excuses.
And if a 28-week pregnant chick can do it, what’s my excuse?
Today was Day 1 of the 8-week program. Tina does a great job of sending around VERY thorough documents. You get the upcoming two weeks’ worth of daily workouts at once, giving you plenty of time to look things over and do some schedule rearranging if necessary. The goal is to fit in five workouts per week.
The document also includes hyperlinks to videos that show exactly how to do each exercise of the program, and there are also suggested modifications and tips for each one.
Did I mention that the entire program is only $25? Pretty sweet deal, huh?
I’m not necessarily a stranger to strength training but I don’t know what anything is called. Sadly, most of my strength training knowledge came from doing Bodies in Motion on ESPN in junior high. My friend Elyse and I used to tape episodes … on our VCRS, you young things … and do them together all the time. So, yes, most of my fitness knowledge is 20-some years old.
On Sunday, I printed out all the documents and spent some time watching the videos. Clearly, this was going to require highly detailed notes.
Admit it — you’re jealous of my mad drawing skillz.
Those notes definitely helped, though, when I hit the gym at 6:15 this morning for my first full body strength circuit with cardio intervals.
I can’t believe I’m about to say this but gosh darnit, it was actually FUN! I know, I don’t recognize myself either.
The real challenge will be if I can keep it up. I am NOT a morning person but since each workout takes about an hour (you can modify them to only 35-40 minutes if necessary) the morning is the only time I’ll be able to do it.
Tomorrow’s plan calls for a 40-minute cardio interval, which I’ll probably do on the treadmill. Motivating myself to get up at 5:30 to run on a treadmill is going to be very difficult. But I tried to set myself up for success tonight by preparing a healthy post-workout breakfast for me (overnight oats in a jar, natch), packing my and E’s lunches for tomorrow and setting out my workout clothes.
And I figure if I blog it, it better come true, right?
It’s going to be an interesting eight weeks. Part of the program includes a fitness test with a series of measurements and fitness assessments (i.e. how long can you hold a wall squat or plank). If I really improve at four and eight weeks, perhaps I’ll share my “before” results (and photos, gulp) with you. If I don’t, I’ll pretend we never had this conversation.
So, here goes nothing!
Have you ever done a boot camp? Were you surprised by your results? Do you prefer strength training or cardio?