Showing posts with label fitness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fitness. Show all posts
www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
I don't diet.... Well, at least I didn't until after I got married. My weight started fluctuating right around "I do." I lost several pounds before the wedding because of stress and skipped meals. My weight returned to normal once my life settled down, but then I added a few more pounds after Thanksgiving. I lost that weight before Christmas, only to realize that my waistline had expanded after the New Year. I lost my extra cushion again before Valentine's Day, but it was back -- plus more -- after our honeymoon.
 
Enough was enough! Although the scale only moved 3-5 pounds during each episode, I know how easily 3-5 pounds can turn into 7-10 or 15-20. I had to get my weight back in check, and I hated that I was doing it by dieting. Limiting carbohydrates, skipping dessert, substituting meals with protein shakes -- not my style and certainly not sustainable. Blech.

 
Soooo, I joined Weight Watchers Online. Yes, I'm well aware that this may seem a bit extreme considering that I always returned to my normal weight fairly quickly, but my primary concern was maintenance.

To give you the basics, Weight Watchers assigns point values to foods, and you're allotted a certain number of points each day, plus extra points that you can use at your discretion throughout the week. You can also gain activity points by working out. With the online version, you keep track of everything on your computer or cell phone. You weigh yourself and take your measurements once a week, and that's that.

Unlike a typical diet, you can spend your points on pretty much whatever foods you want, but the program naturally lends itself to healthy habits. The activity points also prevent you from developing a false sense of confidence in exercise. Sure, working out is great; but if you're not a hard-core athlete, you can't just eat anything! For example, jogging for an hour is equivalent to eating a small fry at McDonald's (or half of a McFlurry). Yikes!

I knew several friends and family members who used Weight Watchers to lose weight and keep it off, and of course Jennifer Hudson's an amazing example of what it can do. I signed up for 3 months to see what would happen. I set a goal of "losing" eight pounds, which would get rid of the five pounds I'd gained on the honeymoon and put me at the low end of my normal weight spectrum. 
 
Weight Watchers Success Story
 
Nonetheless, I was not impressed. The first week, I lost three pounds... but that usually happens when I get back on my regular schedule after vacation. Over the course of the next 2 months, I lost a total of 5 pounds. That's right -- 3 pounds in the first week, and 2 pounds in the next 8 weeks.

To be fair, I was already at a healthy weight when I started Weight Watchers, even with the extra pounds. I was also doing an "insane" workout program, and I knew that my fat was being replaced with muscle. However, months of recording my food and sweating it out six days a week with barely any movement on the scale was super-disappointing.

As I was beginning to give up, a strange thing happened: I lost another pound and hit my 5% loss milestone... in the midst of end-of-semester parties and beginning-of-summer celebrations. Since when did cake, ice cream, ribs, sangria, and macaroni salad add up to weight loss?! I was definitely motivated to finish the remainder of my contract.

With the end of my three months came my first real challenge: a conference. For me, this meant airport food, schedule changes, continental breakfast buffets, lunches on the go, cookies in the afternoon, cocktail receptions in the evening with appetizers and wine, then a dinner often followed by dessert. Nothing home-cooked, over-sized portions, and a general diet nightmare.

Buuutt, I wasn't on a diet. I was changing my lifestyle, right?? I tracked my food, added in my exercise, and hoped for the best.

When I got back home and did my weekly weigh-in, the scale was up by only one pound. By the next week, I'd lost two pounds and weighed less than I did when I left for the conference. Whoa!

Of course I thought this was a fluke, and I was tested again a few weeks later on vacation -- to Turkey of all places. Istanbul meant bread, baklava, real cream in everything from coffee to dessert, and enough olive oil to bathe in. Not one to deprive myself of delicious, authentic food, I put my pedometer to work. I walked everywhere, which added up to about 7-8 miles each day. It sounds like a lot, but points-wise, my miles were equivalent to a simit with cheese.

Delicious? Yes. Worth 7-8 miles? No.
However, I kept tracking... through my daily breakfasts of fruit, yogurt, eggs, potatoes, and bread; through our five-course dinner cruise and our five-course cooking class the next morning; through the night we ate dessert for dinner then followed it with dessert for dessert; and through the two extra meals that I ate on the plane because of the time difference. I stayed in my points range by loading up on "power foods" -- fruits, veggies, low-fat dairy, lean meats, and whole grains -- but I wasn't sure if that would be enough.

When I got back, the scale had gone up half a pound. Half a pound?! I could sneeze and get rid of half a pound! Sure enough, less than a week later, I've already lost another 1.5 pounts... and reached my goal. I'm speechless.

Weight Watchers has certainly proven it's worth. However, I think I'm going to let my contract expire. I'm at the low end of my normal weight range, and there's not a vacation or holiday in sight for awhile. I'll stick closely to their list of power foods, and I'm definitely keeping my pedometer. I'll probably continue to track my food choices on my own for awhile, and I may even buy their companion book with points values for a sanity check every now and then.

Despite two vacations, a sporadic exercise schedule, several happy hours, a few graduation parties, and some cookouts -- I'm feeling good!

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www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
I know that's a strange title for a blog post the day before my wedding, but it's completely accurate.

I probably shouldn't even be blogging the day before the wedding because I'm supposed to be relaxing. However, you guys know me: 1) When do I actually do what I'm "supposed to do" for the wedding?!; and 2) Blogging has kept me calm during this entire process. Why stop now?

Gettin' Fancy
My agenda for today includes getting everything "did," which means manicure, pedicure, facial waxing, body waxing, and a deep conditioning hair mask (with my style, I have NO idea how much gel my stylist will need tomorrow).  Ms. S and Ms. P flew in yesterday, so we're going to go to the nail salon together.

Another comment about what I'm supposed to do: I probably should be going to the spa. However, I'm picky about my eyebrows. I rarely get them done, so I want to make sure that they're right. If Mai (not being sarcastic, that's actually her name) has made me beautiful a dozen times before, then I'm going to stick with her regardless of where she works.

Eating Good
After all of my concern about my dress, I've actually dropped 4 more pounds since my "perfect" fitting a few weeks ago. You guessed it: busy, stressed, not eating. :-/

However, it's kind of cool because my wedding gown is longer now, meaning I was able to trade in my fun orange shoes for some sexy burgundy peep toe pumps that I found three days ago at David's Bridal of all places -- really am starting to get the warm fuzzies for David's.

To make a long story [as] short [as possible], I went to try on my dress for the final time and get my last press, saw the shoes, loved them, but they were and inch taller than the shoes my dress was hemmed for, tried them on anyway, the hem was perfect with the extra few pounds gone, but only two stores in the country had the size/color combo I wanted, one happened to be in Maryland along the route I was driving back, put them on hold Tuesday, went to pick them up on Wednesday, turns out someone had held shoes that had already been purchased, but they had another pair of size 6 beauties in the back, tried them on, they fit wonderfully, and now my shoes look like this:
 
As trite as this sounds, I think these shoes are a blessing from God. As soon as we picked our wedding colors, I began scouring the internet for burgundy peep toe pumps with no luck. Then I went to David's Bridal after my dress was altered to get a bustle added, and they just happened to get in the exact shoes I've been looking for a week before my wedding, one of the two stores in the country that had my size/color is along my route home, and they had 2 pairs?! That's just too many coincidences for me. I really think God knows how much this day has been weighing on me, and He wanted to give me one last sign that everything -- even my shoes -- will fall into place.

But I digress majorly, today I will be eating. Not a ton of food, but I've dropped almost 10 pounds since my freak out in July without really trying that hard.... I was supposed to lose no more than 5 pounds. Oops. At least the shoes were a super bonus!

Feeling Frogs
Several people have asked me if I'm excited about the wedding, so I made up a metaphor for how I feel. When Lu and I first started dating, I felt butterflies. Constant flutters in my stomach whenever I saw him, talked about him, or even thought about him. Lu gave me butterflies like no man ever had in my life.

Now that it's the day before the wedding, the butterflies have been replaced by frogs. Instead of a constant flutter, I get random leaps of excitement.

Since I know that God wants this marriage to happen and Lu and I are meant to be, I'm not nervous. I'm just hanging out on my lily pad perfectly calm, and then someone will say something like, "Do you realize that you'll be Mrs. Brown in less than 48 hours? Hours?!" Then I'll do a happy dance.

Literally.

My dance is more like this spastic, shoulder-jerk-foot-shuffle-hip-thrust-jazz-hands reaction that my body has taken to busting out with whenever it really hits me that the wedding is here.... As long as I don't do that tomorrow at the altar (in my gorgeous shoes), I'll be fine!

And this really is my last pre-wedding post. A. Reid is signing off forever.... Catch you next time as Mrs. Brown!
www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
I'm scheduled to pick up my wedding dress in a few days, and I'm pleased to report that I've lost four pounds and 2 1/2 inches since my first fitting a few weeks ago!

These are my two "secrets" (or you can just watch the MadTV clip for the basic summary):




1) Eat Less but Eat Regularly: When I'm stressed, I tend to "eat" coffee for breakfast, have an apple or banana for lunch, grab fast food for dinner, and have a glass of wine and/or some ice cream before bed. Everything adds up to about 1000 calories -- the minimum anyone should go to stay healthy is 1200.

This means I'm simultaneously starving my body, and filling it with fat, carbs, caffeine, and nothing green in sight. On the opposite end, when I'm bored, I just sort of graze all day. Some fruit here, some chips there, half a frozen pizza -- why not?

My goal for these last few weeks was to aim for around 1500 calories/day of small, regular meals. Oatmeal with fruit for breakfast, soup and a sandwich for lunch, yogurt and nuts for a snack, a healthy dinner (protein, carbs, and veggies), and a small dessert.... That's it. No counting calories, no "forbidden" foods, and no special diet. In fact, I've gone to happy hours and barbecues, and I've baked and eaten brownies. I really haven't changed much, but I've just been more cognizant about what and when I eat (or not).

The grocery store is FULL of 100-calorie snacks: popcorn, crackers, chips, ice cream, mini-cakes.... The trick is to just eat one pack!

2) Move More but Not at the Gym: When people want to lose weight fast, the first place they head is to the gym. They go cardio-crazy or max out on weights.... You can't go from sedentary to Richard Simmons and think your body will respond in a positive way.

Although it's definitely important to have a good exercise routine, you have to be healthy in "normal" ways, too. [Pet Peeve: The person who drives around the parking lot at the gym looking for the spot closest to the door. Hello?! You're going to work out! Who cares if you have to walk 20 more steps to the door!]

I've boosted the effect of the gym with little things -- taking Maggie the long way for our walks, parking at the end of the lot, using the stairs instead of the elevator, and getting a hand basket instead of a cart when I'm picking up a few things in the grocery store.

One of my favorite things to do is to give my car a few days "off." Ann Arbor has a great bus system. With a little planning, I can get from Point A to Point B in about the same time as I would if I'd driven and parked. It doesn't seem like much, but all of this physical activity adds up. By the end of the day, I can literally walk about an extra mile -- sometimes more.

Why, people? Why?!
Even though I was already a healthy weight, making these few changes helped me to reach my goal on the scale and shed a few inches. If I stay within 1-2 pounds of this weight, then my dress should fit perfectly and I'll be able to breathe easy (literally) on October 16th -- less than a month away!
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www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
I had my first dress fitting on Tuesday, and I just have four words: those darn 3 lbs!!!

About a month and a half ago, I blogged about how I'd gained a few pounds, and I was worried that this was starting a trend and my wedding gown wouldn't fit.

The good news is that I'm back to my original pre-summer-gorging weight, settling in at 130 on the scale.

The bad news is that this puts me in the same spot that I was in May. I have a gorgeous dress that fits almost perfectly, except that I can't completely breathe in it. *sigh*

Alright, let's take a step back and tell you about my fitting. I got my dress at David's Bridal and decided to also have the alterations done there.

I walked in, a sales consultant escorted me to the back of the shop, a seamstress asked me to change, I put on my dress and my shoes, walked out, and then:

"Beautiful dress! Wow -- great choice for your body," said the tiny, Greek seamstress to me.

"Thanks! Can you zip me up?"

"Not a problem.... Beautiful! (clearly this is one of her favorite adjectives) Now where to start? Where to start?" she muttered to herself more than me.

Then we run through the checklist:

"Hem? Yes, we definitely need a hem. I'll pin you at the end. Beautiful shoes. How much do you want them to show? We do an inch off the ground normally -- they'll peek a bit when you walk, but that's why you get fun shoes. Right? I can do shorter or longer if you prefer."

I agreed to stick to the standards 1" hem.

"Straps? Look good. Feel too tight? Too loose?"

I shake my head to indicate they were fine.

"Bust. Great fit, but a slight gap near the shoulders. I'll pin that. You want bra cups? Your groom might like a little more oomph."

We both laughed, and I tried on the bra cups. The little "oomph" was more like a "yowza," so I steered away from those.

"Back and waist. Also very nice fit there."

At this point I chimed in, "Well, it's actually not the most comfortable. It feels a little tight after a few minutes."

"Does it hurt?"

"No, not really. But I can definitely feel it, you know?"

"Well, let me see if I can let out a little bit. (Does some adjustments with little strips of fabric.) How does that feel?"

"Much better."

"Hmm, well, I only made it looser by 1/2" -- almost nothing. When's your wedding?"

"October 16."

"Oh! October. Oh, yes. You have plenty of time to make it fit on your own. Skip some bread a few times a week, and save yourself $65."

"So I have to lose weight?" *sigh*

"No! Well, yes..... But just a little bit. If you lose more thaaannnn -- (gives me a once-over look) -- maybe 5 lbs, then it won't work. The back will not fit as nice, the chest will be baggy, the hem will be too long.... Just 3-5 lbs. should do it.... Yes, that would be perfect."

"Alright.... I can do that."

We then moved on to my hips, which weren't an issue given the cut of my dress. Then she went to work pinning the hem of the dress, and I was on my way.

Side note: Pinning the hem of a wedding dress takes forever! It took almost half an hour to adjust the different layers and fix the train. I was not expecting that.

Back to the issue at hand, this means that I really have to get serious about losing these last few pounds.

I know, I know. Some brides are on a mission to lose 15, 20, or even 50 pounds before their wedding. I should be grateful that I just need to lose a few.

But that's even harder to do!  I have to be strict with my diet, but not too strict. I have to ramp up my exercise, but not overdo it. I have to avoid mindless snacking, but it's okay to still give into the occasional indulgence. Losing less than a pound a week means that I have to mostly stick to my routine... but not quite.

Worst case scenario, I can wear some Spanx and call it a day. However, this is my last resort. (See #5 on my "Beauty is Pain?" post last month.)

We'll see what kind of progress I've made at my next fitting -- three weeks away!
www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
Lu and I are not runners. We'll spin, swim, swing dance, and lift weights... just not run.

However, I've always been intrigued by running. It doesn't  require any special equipment or a gym membership.  All I need to do is strap on a pair of sneakers and go enjoy the fresh air.

Just two problems: 1) Running is boring; and 2) Running is painful. My lungs feel strained and my calves burn within the first five minutes. Give me kickboxing any day!

Inspired by about a dozen of our friends who've completed half-marathons and Ms. K who's training for a full marathon (woo-hoo!), Lu and I decided that maybe we should give running another try.

So we're doing a program called Couch-to-5K, which eases you into running by alternating jogging and walking cycles. We started Week 4 of the program today, and we love it!


Even though we didn't start out straight from the couch, we definitely find the program to be challenging and fun. Couch-to-5K really teaches you how to regulate your breathing and gives your body time to adjust to running. Before, I'd always started out too fast and too hard. I'd burn out, and then give up for another year (something about summer always brings out my annual urge to run).

Even though we don't want to become runners and don't even really have an end goal or a "final" race in mind, we've definitely found another great way to shake up our aerobic routine.

With that being said, Lu and I are going through our gym clothes like crazy. After our run, I mentioned that I had to go to the store today and pick up some more socks.

Lu said, "Cool. While you're there, can you get me some more t-shirts? Just the regular kind, size Medium. I usually get Hanes, but whatever you pick up is fine."

All of a sudden, my mind flashed to my mother buying my father's shirts, socks, and underwear. I think about all the sitcoms where the wife has to sneak her husband's holey briefs out of the drawer and replace them with new ones. This isn't funny anymore. It's true.... I realize that my father probably hasn't bought his own undergarments in over 45 years!

Is that how it starts? Is this where it's going?! This time t-shirts, then it'll be socks. The next thing you know, I'll be stuffing Lu's Christmas stocking with boxer-briefs. Noooooo!!!!



Okay, it's really not that deep. Lu has managed to buy his own things for the first few years of our relationship. Even though Lu isn't really bothered with a small hole or two in his sock, this is probably just a one-time thing.

Besides, I'll be at the store anyway. How hard is it to go to the men's section and grab some crew necks? This is not a pattern.... Right?

www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
Panic-Mode: This is my first post at 9:00 am on a Sunday morning for good reason.... I've gained weight.

Kinda. Maybe.... Well, I'm not totally sure if I've gotten "bigger," but the scale says I've gained weight. So I need to write this post to reason out the thoughts in my head.

Up until now, I haven't been worried about my weight for my wedding. I'm not immune to weight gain. I actually gained the freshmen 15 twice (in college and grad school -- Georgia peach cobbler is irresistible. Michigan winters are long and cold; and mac and cheese is warm and gooey). However, both times I've gotten back on track, lost the pounds, and maintained it.

Therefore, I "know" what I weigh. At 5'4" with an average build and decent muscle tone, my body settles in between 128 - 132 pounds, depending on the time of the month (of course *sigh*). At any given day in the last three years, I'll hop on the scale and weigh between that range.

After the holidays, the numbers tip closer to 135. During the stress of finals, they can drop to as low as 125. Nonetheless, my body settles almost exactly at my healthy weight, according to the BMI charts. I could gain 15 lbs or lose almost 20 and be perfectly healthy.

On top of that, I haven't been concerned because at my stable weight, my wedding dress -- yes, I've been keeping y'all in the dark about the dress, and I promise I'll post something soon -- fits almost perfectly. It slips on, zips up all the way, and there's not a sign of the dreaded rolls of "back fat."

The only problem is that I can't fully exhale after 5 minutes. By my calculations, this means I need to lose about a 1/2" from my waist and/or 3-5 lbs to breathe comfortably on my wedding day.

"That's nothing!" everyone says when I tell them this. They're right. It is nothing, but there's a potential concern....

Being engaged is a lot like a big holiday. Since I've been engaged, we've had two parties (food and cake), went home to Maryland twice (fried, buttery, and/or sugary goodness at every turn), and it's summer (ice cream twice/week and random happy hours).

To balance all of this, summer does have health benefits also. I walk all the time (gotta love Ann Arbor) including doubling the length of Maggie's walks, eat fresh produce at almost every meal, spend time playing in the pool -- a workout in itself, and Lu and I have taken up swing dancing.

To summarize, my scale has stayed the same up until today. The day I tried on my wedding dress about a month ago, I weighed 130.5 lbs. As of Thursday, I weighed 132 -- a difference of just over a pound. However, it's in my normal range and that was the day after we came back from a visit to my parents' house?! Not bad at all.

After a few days of eating like normal, I was confident that my weight would just drop back down like it usually does. On top of that, Lu had signed us up for a spinning class, so I knew those few pounds would just melt away.

Friday, Lu and I went spinning -- hard but so much fun. Even my spin instructor laughed when I said I wanted to lose 3-5 lbs. for the wedding. She said, "Whew! 3 pounds is great. I was about to say that you don't have to lose weight at all. When a girl that's obviously in great shape comes in here talking about losing weight, I get worried!" [*blush*]

Then Saturday, we went to Bally's and did laps in the pool. Okay, Lu did laps. I'm still working on the breathing-while-swimming-without-inhaling-water thing. However, by the end, I could take a few breaths and swim half of the pool... before accidentally swallowing water and coughing. Then we came back to my place and walked Maggie over two miles to the carnival and back.

This morning, I woke up and thought I looked pretty darn good. My stomach was completely flat, and I even had the beginnings of muscle definition in my legs. (I love how my arms and back look, but keeping my legs tight is always a challenge.)

I knew that it was just the immediate change that you see after you shock your body back into a workout, but to fully play up my confidence, I weighed myself...

... and the scale said 135 lbs.


WHAT?!?!? That's my post-Thanksgiving/Christmas weight! Not my, "Yeah, I've been slacking a little bit on my diet but have been twice as active" weight.

I've only been doing cardio, so I can't use the "it's muscle" explanation.

To be fair, I did eat a cupcake at our Christianity Coffee and Dessert Hour on Friday night, Ms. K had us over for vegan cupcakes and wine last night, and I've been purposely eating more carbs and protein to fuel my increase in activity.

BUT I've had ice cream, cupcakes, and wine all summer without gaining anything!

Frustrated, I took inventory. [Panic level at 6.]

Step one: Get off the scale, and get back on. Maybe there was an error?.... Hmm, nope. [Panic level at 8.]

Step two: Be logical. It takes an extra 3500 calories to gain a pound. There's no way that I've eaten 7000 excess calories in three days. [Panic level at 6.]

Step three: Tell Lu, who reassured me that either it's just water or my body's just shocked from our sudden increase in activity level, especially since we're doing things that it's not used to doing. I've only done spinning a handful of times and never even considered doing laps in a pool before last week.

On top of that, when I was an athlete in high school, I always gained weight during the first few weeks of training. [Panic level at 5.]

Step four: Get out the smallest jeans I have in my closest -- which zipped up with room to spare. [Panic level at 3.]

Step five: Take my measurements. This is something I probably should have done before working out, but they're generally about the same. Wouldn't you know it? My thighs and waist were actually a bit smaller. [Panic level at 1.]

Step six: Write this post.... Originally, I thought this would calm me down completely. However, it's made me realize that I need to be that much more cautious about what I'm putting into my body and what I'm doing to keep on track.

I'm not going to become one of those crazed brides that drop 25 lbs. for their wedding only to gain 30 lbs. back the first year of marriage. However, I do need to be more thoughtful about and consistent with my healthy routine.

I've been eating ice cream and cupcakes all summer and didn't gain weight until I stepped back in the gym. This means that my body is "shocked" when I actually do something that's good for it! [Panic level back at 6.]

The scale is just a tool, but it can tell you a lot more than what you weigh.