Oh yes, still "fluffy" around the middle, stressed out, and broke. This week I've been trying to simplify and declutter a bit in an effort to streamline my life for thrift purposes and yesterday morning as I got dressed for a fundraising dinner, feeling all proud of myself for doing my hair and looking nice, I noticed that most of my clothes don't fit. Not just some of them, but most of them. Most of my really nice business attire, specifically.
Sadly, they don't fit because they're too small, not because I'm too svelte to be wearing them anymore. Bummer.
So I pulled a bunch of stuff out of my drawers and closet and took them to work to see if anyone was interested in taking the cute things. The rest will be going in the garage sale on 9/14.
I know some of the clothes had been held onto in prior purges because I was dreaming of fitting into them again. When I was 20-30 lbs less, I had some really adorable clothes to wear! Alas, there's no going back. Even if I work out religiously, I know now that the only reason I was that small was because I was incredibly active and malnourished. When I finally achieve some semblance of fitness again, it's going to be full of muscles, and I likely won't fit into those clothes anymore anyway. I need to get rid of them instead of clinging to them out of this sense of nostalgia.
Anyway, I've had to stop the CrossFit what with not being able to pay all my bills and such, so here's the new and improved plan for staying active now that I don't have a gym home.
"A" and I are going to try to get together three times a week to work out, utilizing the fitness center at the condo complex he lives in. It's got limited amenities, with a recumbent bike, elliptical, treadmill, and a bow-flexish looking combination weight machine. There's also a pool, and the whole facility is accessed with a palm scanner. It's so hilarious getting into a tiny room with generic machines using a pin code and having your palm print scanned. Surreal.
Anyway, "A" is more of a typical weightlifting athlete, starting his workouts with a mile run, then doing a few specific weight training exercises for 3 sets of 15 or whatever. Then he concludes with another mile and an ab routine.
I devised a WOD using Google and the thought "hotel gym WODs" for our first workout... which was supposed to be last night. Here's what I had planned to do:
Warm Up:
-20 Minute "Run" on the elliptical (I am still trying to avoid those shin splints.)
WOD 1:
5 Minute AMRAP
-7 Lat Pulldowns
-10 Push Ups
WOD 2:
5 Minute AMRAP
-5x 1 arm alternating KB presses
-10 Sit Ups
Finisher:
2 Minute AMRAP
-Burpees
Using my new and improved life organization skills, I was all packed up and prepared to hit the gym after work yesterday. Alas, I failed to factor in how long the fundraising dinner would take!
We ended up not getting home until 9 pm from the restaurant. (Where I ate terribly, by the way. All sorts of delicious fried food and a vodka mojito.)
I guess in hindsight I should have planned better and realized that we would be out socializing long after supper was finished. Rats. I'm actually kinda "meh" this morning and bummed out as a result. It is really obvious that "A" and I are the type to put off a workout and by lazy instead of motivating each other to get to it.
I am worried that we're going to have a hard time making this plan work with our schedules, which is a real shame, because I think we'd enjoy working out together and I know I certainly want to be doing more things with him since it seems like when we get to hang out, we're either at his softball league or I'm sleeping. (Or both!)
As an incentive to help us meet our workout goals though, I thought a nice little present was in order. This will also keep me from blowing money whenever I find something I want. One gift after completing a specific goal for X amount of time. That's the new rule!
I was thinking that if we both meet our fitness goals of working out 3 times a week for 3 months, we can each get a new shirt from Rogue, since we are very fond of the ones we have. I may or may not be dreaming of more matching T-shirts. Is that weird?
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| Wouldn't we be cute in this? Photo courtesy of www.roguefitness.com |
I'm hoping for better times ahead, and I'm weighing my options because I really want to make my fitness a priority in my life even though I'm trying to downsize my spending and also have more time to be at home taking care of my personal needs. My buddy "I" has suggested that I tag along with him to LA Fitness to work on building my strength, since apparently "Strength is a bucket into which you pour fitness. Bigger the bucket, the more it can hold."
He thinks that I'll meet my goals for looking better and being stronger sooner if I focus on my strength and not just keep sporadically WODing. I'm inclined to believe him, since he's always been very helpful in my past endeavors to understand my workouts. Anyway, maybe on nights when I'm in my home city instead of out where "A" lives I will be able to hit up the free weights at LA Fitness, utilizing his guest privileges.
All I know is that I feel lousy today for eating crap and not meeting my daily organizational and self-care goals. I don't feel guilty, I physically feel terrible, and I can only blame the fried food and being dehydrated. I was also having a really great week, taking care of my other new life goals, and yesterday felt like it derailed them, and today seems to be going that direction as well.
