Monday, May 5, 2008

Ten minutes down, 170 to go

I walked for ten minutes around the block. It was the last thing I felt like doing. I could have gone around more but frankly it was 8 p.m. and I was ready for dinner.

My brown pants are not going to fit any better after that - but at least I went out for a little while.

My goal for tomorrow is to get up early and go for a walk...for any length of time...to help myself keep getting into a habit. Hopefully it will be fore 50 minutes or so.

Goals for the week

To make myself accountable:

  • 180 minutes of cardio (includes walking)
  • strength training twice
  • write down or log what I eat so I can see what I am eating
  • water, water, water

Mini-steps and revamping my GOALS

I have decided that although my leather pants from Florence circa 2001 are my ultimate goal, I need some mini-motivation. So my first mini-step is my brown suit pants, that fit but are snug and I would rather not wear them because my bottom would make J-Lo jealous.

I have not even tried on the leather pants (but I promise a picture soon).

My next goal after the brown suit pants, are my navy suit pants (which are only slightly tighter).

Then I'll have to think of something else.

For now, it's skirt suits and pantyhose to stuff it all in!

Letter to women at Parties

Recently, Leanna, my very prompt friend, of Beets, Butter and Mountaintops fame wrote a great post about women and networking events.

To read her letter click here. I was at that networking event where Pilates was on TV. I of course always believe myself to be starving, and/or on the verge of a last meal, so I may have thought some of the things the women said, but I ate anyway.

I always eat. You never know when the world is going to run out of food. Seriously, I have very little self control when it comes to food. I like it. It tastes good. I have to say, that I always think it is weird that so many people don't eat at social events. I always feel like a pig. (yes, Stacey, this is yet another judgement.) It doesn't stop me from eating. People may be thinking 'she really doesn't need that fourth mini-pizza thingy because her pants are going to bust open', yet I eat anyway.

I may think about what other people think, but then I generally do what I want...especially when it comes to food. Now I am trying to think about whether or not I am hungry, and whether or not what I am eating is healthy and filling.

It's a process. I'm learning. I could have eaten the entire bag of 100 calorie cookies...but I didn't.