Thundercats Are Gooooo!

Ugh, there's SO much to say. I've officially started over. As you can see, it's been a while since I logged in and updated this!

I've started a new lifestyle. Most days I feel pretty good, but I have my bad, bored, wannabe self-destructive (food-wise) days, too. Andrew's been EXTREMELY supportive thus far, and thoroughly enjoys coming home to an actual cooked-from-scratch dinner every night. It's a total 180 from Freschetta pizzas and grilled cheese. :)

I won't go into details unless someone asks for them, but I'm basically eating 5 times a day. I eat three "square" meals, and two snacks; one in the afternoon, and one right before bed. I'm on a very low calorie plan in comparison to how I was eating before, so I have to make sure I eat often to keep my energy up. It's kind of weird, actually. I eat fewer calories, and twice or three times the amount of food. I feel less bloated, and more.... regular, if you will. ;) Sorry, probably t.m.i., but it's true. It's amazing what eating fresh, "clean" foods can do for your body. I have virtually no preservatives in my system anymore.

I've also been seeing a trainer. Her name is Jenn, and she's fantastic. I see her Tuesdays and Thursdays for weight-training. She weighs me Tuesdays. I also stay at the gym after my workout with her to do 35-40 minutes of cardio. This has been a little bit trickier, mentally and emotionally. I find myself relying on her to "make" me lose weight, when really that's not her job. Her job is to encourage me, motivate me, and remind me of WHY I want to get healthy. It's not her job to force me to do it. So when I make improvements (and when I don't), I find myself either thanking or "cursing" her. I just have to get over that. This is my life, this is my choice. Nobody is making me take this road, I chose it because of the future I envision for myself and my family.

On a lighter note, the first week I lost 6.2 pounds! It was an amazing accomplishment, and I'm sure most of it was water weight I'd been carrying around because of the soda and everything. It's been over 2 weeks since I've had soda, so that's exciting, too! :) On top of my time with Jenn, I'm doing 4 days a week (minimum) of cardio, and I'm supposed to be doing 1 day a week of yoga, though I haven't been super committed to that yet.... I'm supposed to do it to help improve my flexibility and to lengthen the muscle I'm building. Maybe I'll do it today...

This last weekend my lovely monthly friend came to visit (and I'm not talking about Amanda.) :) So I've felt extremely discouraged, because of the bloating and the laziness. I literally forced myself to do two extra days of cardio this week, and I was still up a pound this morning. *growl* Amanda and I decided I need to put my scale away. Technically I'm not really supposed to know what I weigh at all. Jenn wanted me to "give that worry to her", so I didn't dwell on it.... I haven't done a great job of that so far. :) I'll try, though, from now on. It can be bad to know what you weigh down to the ouncy every single morning, because a glass of water could make you feel fat!

Anyway, today I'm supposed to do my cardio, and I've been in my p.j.s all day. I hate when I'm lazy like this. But I haven't been able to turn off the tv with this ANTM marathon going on!
Wish me luck, world. I'm out to kick fat's ass.