In Mom's Heels

A shoe obsessed mom's Weight Watchers Journey with Celiac Disease


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I hate my guts

This weeks’ weigh in saw me down 7.5 lbs. In complete transparency, I haven’t weighed in for a couple of weeks and my body is rejecting itself.

I wasn’t feeling great Monday. People commented that I looked flushed. I left exercise class part way through because my stomach was in so much pain. I barely made it home and never made it to the washroom when the projectile vomiting hit. That was it for me for the rest of the night until Wednesday! I swear, my body was trying to vomit all my insides up. My body hated my its guts. Whatever that was, it’s now morphed into a sinus/chest cold. Today I finally feel a bit better.

I know that my 7.5 lb loss won’t be as good as it sounds when I start keeping the food down. I FEEL awful since I haven’t been eating or working out. Tonight, I’ll go outside for a walk and then grab some weights for a light sessions to ease back in.

I cancelled my WW Membership last night. I’ll finish out the month I’ve paid for. Why did I cancel? Not sure the program was really helping. I wasn’t following it or tracking in the end. I’ll take my $67/mo and buy a new scale.

Wish me luck.

Cheers,

~S


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I am Pretty…Strong

Wow. Last week’s cheeky post garnered a lot of responses on my Facebook link. Thank you to all who commented. Thank you all for the advice, and workout dates we have set up.

I DO notice the fit of my clothes is different. Today I am wearing a work-branded golfing-type vest. When purchased last summer it was snug so I never bothered to use the zipper. Now, it’s loose. My pants? They keep falling down. I’ve measured – another 2″ off my waist!

The weight is slow to come off. I know. Today I weighed in and was down 0.4 lbs for a total of 16.8 lbs. The difference this time around from the last time I was on Weight Watchers? One is I was unaware of my Celiac Disease and two, I work out like mad now where as before all I did was run. With not knowing about my disease, my body wasn’t retaining the nutrients it needed. I was able to lose the weight easily, but I wasn’t healthy. Now, my body has repaired the damage and I retain the nutrients (good and bad), so the weight loss is slower. Second, muscle weighs more than fat, I know. This is why this time, I am also tracking measurements. I see me getting leaner, even if it’s not lighter.

Some days I have to force myself to go to the gym. Some days I’m dying to get there. I love following a couple of strong women on Instagram and seeing the exercises they post; and imitating them in class (the ladies in Boot Camp don’t like me much though).  I have a confession; I love lifting!! I have become obsessed with working my upper body (I actually have a pretty strong lower body) and core (even though I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, Strongly dislike core exercises).  I love feeling the struggle as I add more weight and push against the resistance until I just can’t do it any more. What a high!!

So, as I plan out my week of kids activities (hockey & soccer) and exercises for myself, what will you be doing?

Cheers,

~S.


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Wobbily Bits and Perky ….

I weighed in yesterday. Down 0.9lbs. I know I can get discouraged and hung up on a number, and I know it’s more than just the scale.

I’ve been working out like crazy! I attend classes on Mondays (tabbata), Wednesdays (when I can, burn n’ firm) and Thursdays (boot camp). On my own, I’m at the gym on the dreadmill for 30 mins min – even before my classes, a min of 30 mins. I do weights at home mostly. Lately, I’ve been concentrating on doing abs nightly to strengthen my core. My core is quite pathetic, really. They’re in hibernation. For 20 years.

IMG_1244[1]I was dying, I mean, lying down the other night looking at my phone when I turned on the camera. I took a pic and thought – “ha! this is why all those fit Instagram people always take pics of themselves lying down! I look muscular!”

It’s such a hard thing to do. Not compare. I look at my friends and wish I was as skinny, perky (snicker), outgoing, muscular, etc. But I’m not. I’m me. I’m smart, introverted, kinda shy, round, jiggly, determined. I have NEVER looked like those friends (even back in highschool). I am not built like that. Those aren’t my genes. Victoria’s Secret & Spanx are my BFF’s. What I can do; try to live actively and healthy. Teach my kids the same while being decent, patient, kind, tolerant, understanding, empathetic, strong women and human beings. It’s a struggle. I don’t always practice what I preach, but I’m trying my best. Every day.

Cheers,

~S


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Timing is everything

I’m so busy at work lately and with the kids activities and remembering to call to fix the fridge and get the housework done and take my car into the shop…I keep forgetting to update here.

 

I started to write this post on Tuesday, the day before my weigh-in about how I’m so busy with work and the kids, I haven’t had alot of time to update. I was telling you about how I was ready to give up and cancel my Weight Watchers membership because the new plan just wasn’t working for me.

Today, I went to weigh-in at lunch, because tonight, even though E’s soccer was cancelled and I would actually be free to attend a meeting. I chose not to. I went to work out instead.

After being up last week 1.6 lbs (hence the “I’m ready to quit” temper tantrum), I’m down -3.4 lbs this week. I tracked this week in a combination of my online tracker and paper tracking…guess it does work after all.

I will repeat, I am more than a number. It’s called “beyond the scale” for a reason. I know the weight loss is SLOOOWWW, but I can see it in  the inches lost, my body leaning out, the bumps called muscles that are showing and my endurance increasing.

Here’s to not quitting!

Cheers,

~S

 


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Wednesday weigh-in

It’s been a couple of weeks since I posted. I weighed in on Feb 1 and was down 3.3 lbs and I weighed in late this week (today) and am down 1.5 lbs.

Coming back after my back injury has been good. I am sluggish with my running. I am killing the weights and classes at the rec centre (except the evil class where the evil Cruella DeVille hurt me).

I found it hard to post last week. I turned 40 on January 31. I know, I know. I look waaayy too young to be 40! Thank you, you’re too kind. Thank you to all my friends and family who emailed, texted, messaged, sang, gave cupcakes, cakes, gifts, etc.Mom & in-laws popped by for dinner and cake on that fateful Tuesday. Mom took some photos of me on my phone when the cake was brought to me. Later on, when I was alone and saw the picture, I cried. Man, I looked awful in that picture. I know – I’m more than a number. I’ve lost inches. I’m more active than ever. It still hurt.

Turning 40 bothers me. Those who tell me “it’s just a number” aren’t 40 yet and can fuck off (in the nicest way). I don’t know why I feel like I need to feel old or what does old even feel like?  I don’t feel any older than I am. I came across this older article in the Huffington Post, How it Really Feels to Turn 40 and I love the comment:

“I’ve never been one to get caught up in worries about appearances very much, but I can guarantee that anyone who says they don’t mind the physical repercussions of aging is lying. No woman likes making her resting face and having her daughter ask why she’s mad. No woman enjoys slipping money to a bouncer who once waved her to the front of the line (I can imagine this might be true anyway — personally, my bedtime leaves no opportunity for clubs). No woman enjoys when a mammogram machine gets to second base with her.”

I read about people turning 40 and coming to terms with it. How it’s a “new chapter” and adventure; blah, blah, blah. Coming to terms with changes; blah, blah, blah. Well, la-ti-da. Good for you. Bugger off. I’m not ready to accept that I’m 40. Not even close. I’m throwing an adult-sized tantrum. I’m stomping up the stairs, slamming my bedroom door, getting in my jammies, drinking my vodka and reading a book.

Cheers,

~S

 

 


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Weight Blah Week Blah

I REALLY wish there was a font called sarcasm. I speak sarcasm fluently. This week was a DISASTER in the weight category. Up 4 lbs!! WTF?!?!

The body is a marvelous thing though. Even though the weight shows I am up, my measurements and one can actually SEE the change in my body.

I admit – If I actually tracked anything this past week it would seriously shock me. There were no snaccidents this week. Looks like pure shitty eating.

I earned 123 FitPoints, 66.5K steps and 256 activity minutes. I’m up to 5/1.5 intervals on the C25K. I was attending classes with E&J. Until Tuesday. I swear, the instructor must’ve been 75 years old. She started the 7pm class late with no warm up. The side lunge/squat/front lunge on a step weren’t new movements. The weight and the way it was held was. As soon as I put down the weight bar, I looked at E and said “I just effed up my back”. I finished the rest of the hour-long class and drove in pain to Wal-Mart for groceries. Picture this: Me, in exercise compression pants, tank and sneakers with full-zip hoodie, glowing (sweaty) face, beautiful (messy, sweaty, wet) hair standing in the cat food aisle sobbing – because my back hurts. Any NORMAL person would’ve walked past to see me – the moron – in the cat food aisle crying over…cat food?? Crazy cat lady!! *eyerolling*

I went to the doc – who gave me meds. It hurts to sit, stand, and lay down. I did some arm weights Wednesday night, making sure not to jar or put stress/pressure on my back. I’m also doing yoga back stretches to help keep limber and not just sit and wait it out.

While I recover, I am back to tracking. It really does make a difference for me to see what works and what doesn’t work for me. Here’s hoping for a better weight week – and a healthier back!

Cheers,

~S


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Personal Development & weigh-in mash-up

I needed to come up with another title. I was boring myself, I could only imagine how you felt!

Not a terribly great week. I barely tracked. I ate ALL the muffins A made on the weekend. For every meal. In defense, I figured I wasn’t eating anything else, so it was a wash. Fast-forward to today, up 0.1 lbs. I have been hitting the gym earning 97 FitPoints, 140 minutes and 60.5K steps.

I’ve been posting about personal development and the number on the scale not meaning much other than my “effect on gravity”. Today the number didn’t matter to me (much). I’m wearing a dress (I only wear a skirt/dress when I ran out of clothes and need to do laundry). In this dress – I can SEE the changes in my body. So if the number isn’t changing much – my body is. I can see my stomach isn’t sticking out as far. My running is getting faster and longer; pace better. I can even wear my knee-high boots and zip them up over my calves!

On my C25K app by Zenlabs, there is always a quote as soon as you open the app. I read one the other day by Muhammad Ali. It said:

It’s the lack of faith that makes people afraid of meeting challenges, and I believe in myself“.

I do too. I believe in me.

Have a great week.

Cheers,

~S.


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Weight Watchers Week 17

I think it’s week 17. I last weighed in right before Christmas on December 21 and was even – I maintained from the last couple weeks. I missed a week over Christmas and due to lots of snacking/food and T.O.M. – I’m up 2.3 lbs. GAH!

You know what though? Unlike years past, I’m not beating myself up for it. I’m not feeling guilty for it. I’m picking myself up and dusting myself off and getting back on track. There’s no horse or wagon. I’m abandoning those. By saying that I feel like this isn’t supposed to be a lifestyle change but a fad. So as with everything in life, I’m rolling with it and doing something about it.

Even though I’ve been sick – I hit the dreamill Jan 1, 2 & 3. I sacrificed Jan 4 for sleep and was back on last night. Last night was another milestone for me in my attempt to run a full 5K without stopping (first goal) and then better my pace/time (second goal). Last night I was able to run in 5/1.5 intervals. I ran for 5 mins and walked for 90 seconds for 3.5 km. Hold on while I pat myself on the back! Celebratory drink!

Now – all I want to do is run another OCR. I’m dying to get into an obstacle race…The 5K Foam Fest is one I haven’t tried yet…or the Polar Rush in February.

Go out there and CRUSH some goals! I’ll be right behind you cheering you on.

Cheers,

~S.


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Weight Watchers Week 11

WI Day….down 2.3 for a total of 14.1. More than 5% of my body weight GONE! Ah, Ba-Bye!

I can already hear you asking; “Steph, what did you do differently this week?” and I’ll respond: TRACKING! I tracked my food (even the GF/Nut free Cheesecake that R always makes and is Ah-MAZING!!) and I also stepped up the fitness. Last week netted me 73 FitPoints; this week I was back up to 101 FitPoints and 62.5K steps.

I had a conversation with M at work (no, not M from James Bond, silly). She’s been jogging with a “learn to run” group in her town via The Running Room. We chatted about her progress and how I feel stalled. I use a C25K app to build up the endurance. I felt stuck on this one set/day that I was on. Picture this, I’m at the gym; I get on the dreadmill; I pick the random hill mode and off I go (ha – atleast picture me slim and gorgeous with my long flowing blonde hair, without knots, sweat and missing eyebrows that I rubbed off). In this mode, the dreadmill changes the incline randomly to give me the most of the run. I had read an article a little while ago that said to get the benefits of being on a dreadmill, you need to be at minimum 1% incline. So after this chat with M, I went to the gym at the rec centre while A practiced and hit the dreadmill at a 1% incline following my C25K app which had alternating intervals of 90 seconds run, 90 seconds walk; 3 minutes run, 3 minutes walk plus warm-up and cool down for 5 mins each. I hadn’t been able to complete this day on the hill mode, but I crushed it on 1% incline. Not just on Friday – but on Sunday too!! Woo Hoo! Friday I also did a circuit of arms for an hour, Sunday I did a little bit of legs (practice was shorter Sunday). Man, was I sore this weekend.

I picked up new runners and orthotics and now I have to get used to them. I tried a the same run from above last night with the new equipment and lasted just over 8 minutes before putting on my Saucony’s to finish out my mostly walk. Then  I moved to arms and core with the bowflex, TRX and Bosu. Man, this is fun (even though I hate running).

Next week – lets see if I can earn 117 FitPoints and 63K steps…challenge accepted.

Cheers,

~S.


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Weight Watchers Week 10

WI day, up +0.7. Not necessarily what I was expecting, so, let’s see what went wrong.

Oh right! I was a lazy bum this week. I hit 73 activity points (compared to the 101-116 in past weeks!?!) and 47.6K steps.

Monday, I dragged my lazy bum to the basement after E‘s practice to the dreadmill for a 31:02 walk/run (OK, so mostly walk). On Tuesday I did a workout that I’m still feeling today (two days later). I need to update this into arms and try this at the gym! For those who follow my Instagram, as promised, here is the workout that inspired last nights post: workout

The topics at last nights meeting (that I’ve now dubbed “group therapy”), was sleep. According to my FitBit, I get anywhere from 5.5-6.5 hours of sleep a night. My sleep is very restless. I can be restless up to 50+ times per night which can deprive me of up to 1.5 hours of sleep a night.  I rarely watch TV, but I read. Alot. I always read in bed and always on my iPad. Our Leader (gosh, I sound like I’ve been abducted my aliens wanting to meet my leader – no wonder I’m in Group Therapy! 😉  )…where was I? Oh Yes. Our Leader said our house should have zones. The kitchen is ONLY for eating – nowhere else in the house. The bedroom is for sleeping (and nocturnal activities; *wink, wink*) – nothing else. It got me thinking. I should only read in the Living Room where there are no distractions and my fave faux fur throw – no where else. The Family room is for TV – nothing else. Let’s give this a try this week and see if my sleep is any better. Also, close the kitchen after dinner. Which I adopted  a few weeks ago. Another suggestion was to write down thoughts/to do’s before going to bed. If you’re like me and sometimes have too much on your mind before sleeping, I keep a notepad beside my bed to write stuff down. It’s helped me get the worrying thoughts out of my head so that I can fall asleep and get a better nights rest.

My goal for this week – get back to my activity!! I’m going to push the running harder and less of the hill work when on the dreadmill. Have a great week!

Cheers,

~S