Hitting Pause

After much consideration I've decided I'm taking a break from weight loss.

Since I finished the semester by working out has been intermittent with only running 3 times a week.

Why???

A few reasons:
     1) I can't drag my butt out of bed in the morning (I'm finally getting 8 hours of sleep!)
     2) By the time I get home all I want to do is play with my lil man (have you seen his face! hard to resist!)
     3)  I just want to take a break.

Research shows that if you change up your workout/diet plan, your body reacts by losing weight.  This also includes taking a break every once in awhile.

I have my 2 week military training coming up starting 2June, so my normal schedule will be non-existent anyways.  There will be a lot going on and I'm not sure if and when I will get workout time in.

I have decided that I will take a break from everything until 18June. 

I will still continue to not eat like a pig, believe it or not I have learned good eating habits.  The hubby and I still walk 1-1.5 miles every night (except Saturdays).  I hate Army chow so that will help!  I'm not a complete blob, but I just need to give my body a break.

Yes, I have realized that getting back into everything will almost be like I'm starting over again. No matter how fit you are, you take a break and you feel like dying when you go back.

I have not forgotten the things that I have learned. I never will, I will not go back to being a blimp.

I've learned how to maintain, so I'm just mastering the art for the next few weeks.

See you in a few weeks!!! Keep on keeping on!

Pre-Pregnancy Uniform

My most exciting news I have, is that I now officially fit back into my military uniform that I wore before I got pregnant.

I have been contemplating the idea of trying them on for the last couple of months, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it, for fear of disappointment.

Was in a grumpy mood yesterday so I deep cleaned parts of the house, as is my usual when in a grumpy mood, and I hit our closet yesterday. Lo and behold there was a pair of my pants lying on top of a big pile of clothes.

To try, or not to try on was my dilemma.

I tried them on and Viola!  They fit!! I was sooooo super excited. 

On other weekend news, I ran my 3rd 5K this weekend!!  I'm not entirely sure what my accurate time is.  The time on the website of the YMCA says 31:14, which placed me at 7th out of  43 women my age. 

Mapmyrun.com says I actually ran 3.53 in 33:15.  Meaning I met my goal of running a 3.1 in under 30 minutes... 

Meh, I will go with the official time. Still pretty good in my book. Plus, did you see SEVENTH OUT OF 43!! Pretty good eh???

Last note for this week. I couldn't get my lazy butt out of bed this weekend, and I'm not sure how the next two weeks are going to go before I start AT. I think I'm trying to cram in extra sleep I've lost over the last two semester's and the sleep I'll lose during AT.

I keep telling myself I HAVE to get into high gear again if I want to lose another 10-15 lbs by Cole's birthday, and run that half marathon.

I know I can, I know I can, just need to give myself a break.

I was asked for a picture, not a fan of me in uniform because I always feel fluffier (Dan hates it when I call myself fat, so fluffy is a term he enjoys better).

Have to love self portraits in the bathroom!!

Proud Daughter

Ran another 5k this weekend, and ran it in 30:32.  I'm not entirely sure how accurate that is because: 1) myself and a few others were stopped just before the 3 mile mark for about a minute or so while the police let traffic through (ridiculous right?) and 2) I didn't stop my mapmyrun app until after I got a good ways away from the finish line (didn't want to cause create a blockage).

I'm confident in this time because my average pace was 9:38 (yes I'm shocked also!).
I'm also confident because this morning I ran the same distance in 30:52, and I walked a good .15th of a mile.

Want to know what else is awesome? My Mom walked her first 5k. Which is a pretty amazing accomplishment considering she has to battle fibromyalgia. She wants to do more, and I'm excited for her.

After I finished racing, I walked back to find her and finished the walk with her and my little dude.

It was fun, because my family was there, even my sister and her husband.

I'm looking forward to this weekends race, hoping to accomplish it under 30 minutes.  I know this, I won't give up!

On a weight loss note, there hasn't been any. Which is fine with me, I haven't been entirely vigilant on what I eat, but I have maintained my weight still, and that's what's important in the long run.

Feeling Shameful

Confessional:  I have only worked out twice in the last two weeks.

There I said it, I confessed, I've been sort of a lazy bum.

I say sort of because the hubby and I walk a mile every night atleast 5 days a week. We bumped it up to 1.5 miles this week.

Really though, I'm tired.
Tired of being tired.
Tired of getting only maybe 6 hours of sleep to fit in working out, school, work, and time with my family.
Tired of being sore.
Tired of getting up well before the sun starts shining.
Tired of sacrificing my time with family.
Tired of sacrificing time studying.

Don't get me wrong, I still enjoy working out. It is still my release from the stress of life.

I ran 3 times that week after making weight for the military. Last week? I decided I need to focus on closing out the semester well, and getting my head in the game. My grades have suffered while I have killed myself to make military weight. It's scary I went from being on the Deans list in College with a 3.6 to barely grasping onto a 3.0.  Not all of it has been the weight loss journey, it did start with the military wanting to deploy me, but the man upstairs had different plans.

I find that I'm enjoying getting 7-8 hours of sleep, I don't feel so foggy headed all the time. I ran on Tuesday, and really enjoyed it.

This morning I was supposed to run with a friend, but I bailed because it was windy. Half-assed a P90X workout.

I think the 5K will refocus my mind.
I hope so anyways.
I'm hoping after being a week past the semester I will feel more rested, and more apt to get out of bed.

FYI: I've maintained my weight at 209-210, so obviously I learned something in my journey. I'm not gorging myself.  I just know I will be happier when I lose ~20 more lbs. Which should be easier for me, because it's FOR ME! 

I will refocus, may just take me longer.