Remember when I weighed in when I wasn’t supposed to? Today was my official weigh in and my loss for this week was 1.4 pounds for a total of 102.2. Whooo! Am I bummed that it isn’t the 2.2 from Friday? Totally but I am over it. I went to my friend’s party on Saturday night and stuck to my plan of having only two adult beverages and ate in moderation. While everyone was suffering from food coma and too much alcohol, I was drinking my water and having a good time. Not too shabby…
I only counted calories this week and did pretty well with the exception of Wednesday and Saturday. Saturday’s extra calories consisted of sangria. No regrets for my part though. I will continue to track calories for the month of August and see how if I prefer this method to WW. If I do, I will probably cancel my WW membership.
I redid Week 3 Day 1 of Couch to 5k on Tuesday and it kicked my ass. I felt defeated the next day and I did not want to work out which is stupid because I knew that if I didn’t continue I would be right back where I started. I also kept telling myself that I wanted to rest for the 5k I had on Sunday & I didn’t want my knee to start to hurt again. REALLY? That was just a bunch of excuses I gave myself and I talked myself out of working out every day.
It was a freezing and misty morning in SF. We lined up right outside the Ferry Building and I was really nervous. I had set my Bit Timer app for jog/walk intervals figuring that it would be the best way to accomplish my goal. I walked the first 3 minutes and then started the intervals. I was so worried about finishing that I didn’t worry about jogging with other people around me. Can I call that a non-scale victory? As soon as I got passed the 1 mile marker, my Runkeeper app told me that I had just completed a mile in a 15:18. This was a squee-worthy moment. I think that has been the fastest I have ever walked/jogged a mile in my life. I was so excited that I started to cry. What a freaking dork! The winner of the 5K ran it in 19 minutes or so and here I am excited that I did a mile in 15:18. I don’t care though. It was a victory in my book.
I continued with the intervals until past mile 2 when I started feeling like I couldn’t catch my breath. I started walking more and jogging less. When I could see the finish line, I saw a time of 49 minutes flashing by. That pushed me to jog and try to go faster even though I was pretty tired. I stopped Runkeeper after I crossed the finish line and was so happy to see that I had beat my goal.
I looked up the official results from the SF marathon site and my time varied by a couple of seconds.
But I did it! I was so happy and pumped that I could do it. Being able to meet my goal really made me realize how far I’ve come. Even though it’s taken me a while, I am doing it. I am making a difference in my life by being active and making better decisions.