Told you I sucked at follow-through

The title says it all. Thank you WordPress for keeping my site even though I didn’t bother to log in over what…FIVE years? Wow, five years. So much has happened in five years, some good, some bad and just some is. Hopefully, I’ll at least be able to maintain this for a little while. Again. I’m also working on a vlog, so we’ll see what happens. Much love

Workout 01/03/2012 through 01//2012

01/03/2012 (Anderson)

Crosstrainer:  time:  22 mins, distance: 1.73 miles , steps: 2783 , calories: 339.9

Treadmill:  time:  11 mins, distance 0.60 mikes, calories: 125.8

Lateral Pull-Down (free weights):  5 reps of 12 at 60 lbs

Strive Leg Extension:  5 reps of 12 at 65 lbs

Strive Leg Curl:  5 reps of 12 at 70 lbs

Strive Back Extension:  5 reps of 12 at 180lbs

Strive Pec/Rear Fly/Delt:  5 reps of 12 at 70 lbs

Chest Press/lift (free weights) where I bend at a 45 degree angle arms extended and lift weight to my chest:  3 reps of 12 with 30 lb weight (barbell)

Assisted Push-ups with bar at 3rd peg (I can’t do push ups from the floor, so I do assisted push ups from an elevated bar, on the 3rd peg the bar is approximately 2.5 feet from floor)

12/30/2011 (Forest)

Crosstrainer:  time:  22 mins, distance: 1.68 miles , steps: 2699 , calories: 325.0

Treadmill:  time:  11 mins, distance ????, calories: 107.5

Lateral Pull-Down (free weights):  5 reps of 12 at 60 lbs

Tricep Pull-Down (free weights):  5 reps of 12 at 50 lbs

Strive Angled Calf:  5 reps of 12 at 160 lbs

Squats with 10 lb weight, 5 reps of 12

Bicep curl with 10 lb weight, 5 reps of 12

Tricep curl with 10 lb weight, 5 reps of 12

Lateral arm lifts 5 reps (3 each, beginning lift from front, then side, then back) with 5 lb weight in each hand

Assisted Push-ups with bar at 3rd peg (I can’t do push ups from the floor, so I do assisted push ups from an elevated bar, on the 3rd peg the bar is approximately 2.5 feet from floor)

3 reps of 12

12/31/2011 (Forest)

Crosstrainer:  time:  22 mins, distance: 1.66 miles , steps: 2668 , calories: 319.0

Treadmill:  time:  11 mins, distance ????, calories: 107.5

Lateral Pull-Down (free weights):  5 reps of 12 at 60 lbs

Strive Bicep Curl:  5 reps of 12 at 40 lbs

Strive Chest Press:  5 reps of 12 at 70 lbs

Strive Leg Extension:  5 reps of 12 at 65 lbs

Strive Leg Press:  5 reps of 12 at 145 lbs

Crunches:  5 reps of 12

Planks:  3 reps for 40 seconds each

Ball lift with green ball between ankles:  3 reps for 30 seconds each

01/01/2012

Took today off

01/02/2012 (Forest)

Crosstrainer:  time:  22 mins, distance: 1.67 miles , steps: 2598 , calories: 321.7

Treadmill:  time:  11 mins, distance ????, calories: 117.7

Strive Rotary Torso:  5 reps of 12 at 40 lbs right

5 reps of 12 at 40 lbs left

Strive Leg Extension:  5 reps of 12 at 65 lbs

Strive Leg Press:  5 reps of 12 at 145 lbs

Strive Angled Calf:  5 reps of 12 at 160 lbs

Strive Inner/Outer Thigh:  10 reps of 12 at 100 lbs (5 inner and 5 outer)

Lateral Pull-Down (free weights):  5 reps of 12 at 60 lbs

Tricep Pull-Down (free weights):  5 reps of 12 at 50 lbs

Lateral Shoulder Press (free weights):  3 reps of 12 at 10 lbs

Lunges with 8 lb weight in each hand, 2 reps of 5

Reverse Lunges with 8 lb weight in each hand, 2 reps of 5

Squats with 10 lb weight, 2 reps of 12, no more balance problems with this one

Being Healthy Doesn’t Happen in a Vacuum

When I started this blog a while back, I did so with the intention of only blogging about my weight-loss, and the things I am or am not doing regarding that.  What I’ve come to realize is that losing weight and being healthy does not happen in a vacuum.  How nice it would be if it did.  It would be so wonderful if the only thing I had to focus on was what I needed to do to be healthy, lose weight and treat my body the way it wants to be treated.

The problem is….life happens.  Friends are lost and found.  Schedules change.  Jobs become stressful or less stressful.  Financial difficulties occur.  Family members become ill or pass away.  Romantic possibilities flare.  Life happens.  Some things are expected, but most are not.  Even the best laid contingency plans fail spectacularly.  We stumble.  The question is, do we right ourselves and continue the path laid out before us, or do we continue to fall back into that slow suicide? 

Several months I went to the gym, waiting for it to become ‘fun’ like so many people had told me it would.  It got to the point where it was less painful, less of a chore.  Then life happened and happened HARD.  It landed on me with both clawed, reptilian feet and screamed, “Here Bitch!  Take this!”  I fell.  I slipped into a depression and contracted a case of the ‘fuck-its’.

Excuses began to get easier and easier.  First two days passed, then three.  After two weeks I noticed how ‘bad’ I felt.  It wasn’t the being depressed bad, but just bleck, and icky.  I wasn’t sleeping well any more, I wasn’t as energetic and I just felt not like me.  Then I tried to give blood and for the first time in 6 months, I was denied donation because my hematocrit was too low.  I had this problem in the past but since going to the gym and eating better, it had gone away.  While I knew I was slipping in this journey, this glaring number was a neon sign that I was so glad that I saw. 

The next day, I went to the gym, it was hard.  My ego kept screaming, “You know this is going to be way harder than it was when u stopped.”  It was.  The regulars that had trudged along side me for the past few months, smiled and told me how happy they were that I was back.  They had been watching my progress over the months and like the underdog in an indie film they had been silently rooting me on.  Wanting me to succeed.  I posted my check-in on Facebook and many friends who had noticed my absence commented in much the same manner.

No, being healthy, getting in shape do not happen in a vacuum.  It actually happens much more like a stone thrown in the water, causing ripples and waves that reach places the pebble never even imagined.  I had NO idea.  I have never in my life been so grateful or humbled to learn that I, indeed, do not live in a vacuum.

The gym has become my god-place.  I put on my headphones, turn up the music and for the next 90 minutes, it is me and god.  Muscles burn, shake and groan but we work.  The feel of sweat first breaking the skin is like arriving at a much sought-after destination and I love the way my arms glisten in the fluorescent lights of the gym. 

I hope, no I believe, that I have stayed on this journey long-enough to continue.  It’s become too much a part of who I am.