Call me crazy. But after having kiddo #2 (how the heck am I old enough for 2 kids…I am certainly not mature enough…ohmy), starting my first job as an RN (and working the nightshift to boot), and purchasing our first home (what!!?!) a few little things have slipped through the cracks. Like vacuuming. And working out. And while the not vacuuming does eventually drive me crazy, this whole being too tired to move makes my whole
life body feel like poo. So call me silly, but I’m doing a DietBet.
A DietBet, what’s that crazy nonsense? (that’s what I imagine you’re saying)
Well I gambled 35 dollars. Online. And made a bet that I would lose 4% of my bodyweight in 4 weeks. That’s almost 6 pounds for the whole time or about 1.4 pounds a week…which if you know your stuff about losing weight that is on the higher end of healthy weight loss, but still healthy. It will also get me really close to my best weight. I say best weight because at that weight I tend to just feel really good. To maintain that weight I have to continue eating healthy (most of the time) and I have to move my body (more than just running up and down the halls of the hospital) a couple times a week. This makes my body happy. Which makes me happy.
Did I also mention that I’m trying yoga right now? With a back that has a history of going out every few months I started seeing a physical therapist. Diagnosis: my hamstrings are so stinkin’ tight they’re pulling my back out. Shocking, that the person who loudly proclaims how much she hates bending has gone so long without bending that now I can’t bend…without some painful repercussions.
Needless to say, yoga! Not so fun right now. But my goal is to do it 3-4 times a week during this DietBet challenge. Hopefully I’ll get flexible enough that I stop crying during class (yes, that was me with the tears in Thursday’s class, and no, I really didn’t bend that far, and no again, I didn’t injure myself) either that or going will become a habit and I’ll just keep going until it stops hurting. Cross your fingers for me (I would but that is classified as bending, and I don’t do that).
So 1 week down. How’d I do? I dropped some weight. Whoop, whoop. Went to yoga 2 times (better than 0). And realized how pathetically unfit I am. Oops. But now that I’m moving, it doesn’t feel too bad to be out of shape. Because I know it’s only temporary and decent shape (and maybe, dare I dream? good shape) will follow!