As I mentioned, I had success the first time I joined Weight Watchers and I was willing to try anything at that point. In the past, I had attended the in person meetings and I just wasn’t feeling that so I joined online. The program had changed a lot since the first time I had tried it, but I knew that I did really well if I just followed the program. So that is what I did, I start by only worrying about the food portion. I knew if I tried to do everything at once it wouldn’t work for me. I weighed and measured everything, I relied a lot on frozen meals for lunch because they were proportioned and easy to throw in my bag each morning prior to work. If I ran out of time and had to pick something up when at work I would stick with the old standby, Subway.
For the first two months, I think I ate the same few things day in and day out. It made it easy and at the time that is what I needed. I was seeing success in my weigh-ins, I had lost over 20 pounds in those first two months. At that point I knew I needed to add activity in but I wasn’t ready for anything to strenuous or high impact. I thought about joining a gym but again knew that was too much for me, so I bought the Weight Watchers pedometer and just started walking. I would take a few extra step every day, even if it meant going down a few extra isles at work (I worked in a cube farm at the time) or I would take the stairs instead of the elevator (if it wasn’t too many floors) anything to get a few extra steps. I did that for a few weeks, then I started getting off the bus a few stops earlier and would pick the bus up at the last stop. Next I started walking on my lunch break, only for about 15-20 minutes but enough.
After four months I was down 37 pounds and felt like I had the whole weight loss thing down again. Due to that, I was finally ready to join the gym. Again, I knew I had to take it slow or I would get overwhelmed and give up. I started just by walking on the treadmill, on top of all the walking I was doing in my everyday life. Then I add in the elliptical, then the stationary bike, then the stair stepper, and you get the idea. I found that I really enjoyed the fitness piece. I was in a very stressful job and it was my place to get away & forget about everything.
I soon realized that I didn’t think I was doing a good job of really calculating how many calories I was burning when I was working out. I knew exactly how to remedy that, I got a heart rate monitor. It was a pink Polar FT4, I loved that HRM (in fact I still do, I use it when I am doing home workouts). I soon found out I was way under estimating how many calories I was burning and then I wasn’t actually eating enough. As soon as I got that figured out, I was losing weight left and right. By the beginning of September I was down 60 pounds.
I will never forget when I hit Onerland (for those who do not know, it is when you finally see a 1 as the first digit in your weight) I bought myself a new pair of shoes to wear at the gym. I was so excited! I was finding that I was getting a little bored with just walking on the treadmill so I started running. I couldn’t even run for 30 seconds but I would run for as long as I could and then walk. And then, I would repeat it. In late November, I saw an ad for The Commitment Day 5k on January 1, 2013. I thought to myself that would be a great way to start the New Year out. But I am not going to lie, I was scared to death. I knew I couldn’t run the whole thing and for goodness sakes I live in Minnesota, I knew I would probably freeze to death but I had to step out of my comfort zone so I signed up. I truly believe that you have to be challenging yourself or you do not grow as a person.
I figured that even if I had to walk during this run, it was better than sitting at home doing nothing so I signed up. I started “training” for the race, I only had a few weeks but I was going to make the most of it. I would push myself to run a little further each time I was on the treadmill. I was seeing progress and was getting excited to participate!
Well, December 31st came and it was cold, REALLY COLD. I remember thinking that morning I don’t know what I got myself in to, what do I do, what do I wear, will they even have the race it is so cold. I realized I needed to make a trip to the local sporting goods store and buy myself something to wear to run in. Oh goodness, looking back I didn’t know anything but at least I tried, I bought long sleeved running t-shirt (I am actually wearing it as I write this), a pair of wind pants, and a cold weather sweatshirt (I did good on this item, still one of the best cold weather running sweatshirts I own).
I stayed up that night to watch the ball drop with my boyfriend and to check to see if the race would still be happening the next morning. When I went to bed that night the temperatures was -12 degree, F-ing cold! But I had made my mind up, I signed up for the race, I was going to do the race. I secretly hoped that when I got up the race would be canceled and I was also cursing my parent for raising me to finish what I started. So I went to bed a ball of nerves…..
Want to know if I did the race? I will tell you that and more in my next post.