Get Fit: January

I've decided I want to go down to 140.  My goal weight for my summer "Get Fit" regime was 145.  But that was mainly because the lowest I'd ever been was 147 and I didn't know if I could make it to 140, which is where I have always really wanted to be.  So I picked 145.

Maintenance has been a beast.  I need, like, a self-help guide.  (Chelsea, can you get on that please? :) I honestly think weight loss is easier.  As a rule-follower by nature, I do well with rules, and weight loss has strict ones.  Maintenance seems less so.  I feel like I did okay for my first time.  I officially ended weight loss at the end of August, so for Sept-Dec, (the holidays aside...oops), and I was able to stay between 146 and 148, varying from 143 at my lowest to 150 at my highest...which is now.  It's amazing how quickly you can pack on the pounds when you toss all good judgement out the window in favor of holiday food.  I weighed 145 before break.  Hmmm...

It's also amazing how much "dirtier" my system feels.  I am going number 2 (the nicest, least-disgusting way I could verbalize it) more frequently and I can feel the affects of sugar.  I could always feel them, like after I drink a pop or something, but now I can feel it after I eat a cookie, or ice cream with oreos, like I did yesterday.  So...yeah.

I'm going to take the month of January to try to get back on the horse.  The big difference between this effort and my last is that I won't be adding the exercise component.  I kind of hate that this is the case, but I'm coming to terms with it.  The bottom line is that I don't have time.  I know - I can already hear voices in my head - "That's just an excuse," "Yes you do," or my dad's (which is the loudest), "We all find time to do what we really want to do."  Yes, that's true.  And what I really want to do is come home after a long day of teaching and spend time with my family.  Once my kids are down, I have about half an hour with my husband before I pass out.  I get up at the butt crack of dawn to clean my house, get ready, get my kids ready, and get them out the door and repeat the whole process.  I know I could get my kids out on walks - I see people doing it all the time - but it's stinking cold, and they are little.  Finding time to exercise adds stress.  I know there are people who use exercise to de-stress, but unless I'm doing yoga (which I can't afford to do unless I'm going 4-5 times a week) exercise is anything but de-stressful.  I'm still getting out and walking (Jennifer and I meet at the mall at 7 AM on Saturdays and do the old-lady thing), but that is the extent of my exercise.  And I'm okay with it for now.  As my mom pointed out when I was discussing all of this with her, in just a few more months, it will be nice out again.

So, here's to January, and 5 10 more pounds :/