Rage Against the Muffin Top – 2
I’m going swimming today! That automatically puts me in a good mood. Or a better mood anyway.
So I was reading more articles a couple weeks ago, and I noticed that a couple of them said ‘running is the best way to lose weight’. I thought, ‘Really? Then perhaps I ought to try that!’ So I am. I am now running 3-4 times a week. I do need new shoes though. Because my Sprints:
… are getting quite worn out. I would really like to get a pair of Bikilas:
… to replace them. Since, you know, they’re designed for running and all. But I may just go with the KSO Trek:
… since I can buy them online or in the store. I’d be a happy girl with either. Yes, I did post about my funky Vibram 5 Fingers foot wear over a year ago when I got my first pair of Sprints. I have LOVED them. Best shoes I’ve ever worn! I wear them everywhere and anywhere. The only time I didn’t use them much was during winter (though I did occasionally slip them on over toe socks and wear them around the house). In fact, I’ve worn them so much, that I’ve nearly worn all the way through the sole.
The second time I went for a run, Lisa and I went to the high school that we swim at and used their track. WHY is the track made with BLACK rubber? Seriously. It was SO HOT. So hot that I burned my feet through my shoes and got some *lovely* blisters on the balls of my feet. It was joyous. NOT.
Overall, I’m enjoying running. It’s been a nice challenge. I liked using the Gazelle when I first started, but aside from the sweating, it wasn’t really very much of a work out. I didn’t really get out of breath, and I didn’t really get sore past the first couple of days. It’s a little too easy, I guess. Maybe I’m doing it wrong. I don’t know. But my swim work outs have been awesome, I always manage to get some anaerobic exercise in and really start to feel the burn in my whole body, so I know it’s doing me some good. And of course, running is strenuous. It hurts. It hurts my lungs the most. Don’t get the wrong idea here though.. I may say ‘I ran 2 miles this morning’.. but I actually walked about a third of it. I’m not that good yet.
When I ran on Monday, I conveniently forgot that I had twisted my ankle by stepping on one of my darling children’s toys. Well, said ankle reminded me as soon as I started running. Ow. Still, I managed to get through it and do my 2mi (3.3K) in 27min which was only 2min longer than when I was not ‘injured’. So that’s not too bad. I’m getting cozy with an ice pack right now in hopes of getting it to settle down before swimming tonight. Then, perhaps, I can go for another night run after the kids are in bed. We shall see.
So… progress? Well, the husband and I have been eye balling my body and waiting for changes to appear. They have. They are small, but they are there. My arms and legs look leaner and I look a little slimmer through my rib cage. All my blubber is gravitating toward my belly area. I still have plenty around my hips and thighs and some on my back and arms as well, but it’s slowly working it’s way to my mid section. The last time I measured my hips, waist, bust, and arms there was no change. That was a couple weeks ago, I think. Maybe less. But I can’t measure today because my adorable little people have misplaced my tape measure again. Joy.
BUT. I stepped on the scale yesterday and it read 171.5! I almost threw a party right there in the bathroom. But I know better. It will likely go back up in the next day or two. Which is why I have sworn off the scale until next week. I started out at 175. In the first 2 weeks I went up to 178 – which I think had more to do with what time of the month it was than anything else. Especially considering during the next 2 weeks I went back down to 174-175 and stayed there for nearly 3 weeks. The lowest number I had seen on my scale in the last 6mo up until yesterday was 173.5.
So now part of me is looking forward to seeing what it has to say next week.. and a much bigger part of me doesn’t even want to know. Honestly, though.. I’m much less concerned with what number comes up on the digital platform than I am with how my clothes fit and how I look. If I could start fitting into some of my smaller clothes, now THAT would be PROGRESS. And then I WOULD have a party in the bathroom. Or maybe somewhere else. PerhapsĀ I should stay off the scale for 2 weeks. Or more.







