Well Hello, Muscles I Didn’t Know I had…

Yesterday I completed the farthest distance I’ve done to date since I started my quest to loose weight. I power walked 4.33 miles. It took me 1:09:25 at a pace of 16:01 min/mi, at a speed of 3.7 mph (thanks Map My Run app for logging my information). It wasn’t super fast but hey I did it! Later in the evening I went to a strength training class. Yeah that was fun (I think). It was a good work out, and my muscles really felt the burn, but it really wasn’t my favorite way to exercise. My brain was screaming “Hello, muscles I didn’t know I had!” It seriously was a class that made my body hurt… muscles are going to love me in the morning… or maybe they will hate me in the morning and love me in a few months” (the jury is still out on that). I do think I prefer the weight machines in the gym.

This morning, I went on a short run. The sun was shining, and the air was nice and chilly. I am a big woman and I get hot really easily, so the coolness was a relief. I took my run around our neighborhood. I plugged in my ear buds and turned up the music, and started Map My Run. I felt a little stiff, but it wasn’t too bad. I get about 5 houses away from my house, and the evil nasty little monsters of the neighborhood came out and attacked me! It’s like they were waiting for me so they could leap out of the bushes and get me! These monsters are the neighbor’s Chihuahuas. Now I’m not talking about one or two…I’m talking about an army of obnoxious yapping chihuahuas that bite at your feet. Seriously these dogs are so obnoxious that when I’ve walked my dog he gets scared and tucks his tail, and he is a Great Dane! I am not an animal hater, but I seriously feel like drop kicking shooing these little yapping heel biters. Or at least zap them with a taser  yell for their owner to round up the nasty neighborhood terrors. Seriously someone needs to call the Dog Whisperer to come tame these nasty snarly demons dogs. LOL I’m kidding  not kidding  It’s not that bad (I’m trying to be nice), but they are seriously annoying.

(this is a look that I encounter on my block… not so cute)

I made it past the annoying dogs, and kept on going.  I initially thought I’d get in one mile, but once the little terrors got my adrenalin pumping from fighting to protect my feet, I ended up with a run of  2.21 miles, Took me 00:32:06 to complete at the speed of 4.1 mph and burning 537 calories.  Some may not think that’s impressive, but for me that’s an improvement. I feel that I’m probably stronger than I think I am, but with my size and extra 100 pounds of weight I can’t move as well as I’d like, and I’d probably be a little faster too. I do feel stronger, and I am also finding that I’d rather be out moving than sitting around the house when I don’t have photography or cake jobs to do. I find that getting out twice a day to exercise (which I’v done every day this week) is super fulfilling, and keeps me feeling like I’m making progress.

Making progress is something that I talk with my trainer about all the time. I see progress but just not on the scale (which is what I feel will show true progress). She told me to stop looking at it that way. I needed to start thinking of exercising as just another way I take care of myself daily. Just like brushing my teeth, taking a shower or anything else that I do on a daily basis. Never thought of it that way. To think of it as an activity of daily living…yeah that make sense.

I  need to remind myself daily that no matter how slow I go, I’m still passing those on the couch.

I have to remind myself that when my muscles are sore to never give up on myself!  To make ME a priority and keep pushing myself! That I will be surprised at what I can achieve!

When I’m feeling like I’m just going no where and it’s just not worth it anymore, I have to remind myself that I promised to do my best. My best will vary from day to day, from hour to hour, from minute to minute. But in that minute, I will do the very best I can.

When I hurt and I’m tired I have to tell myself  that it’s OK  to scream, yell, swear, shout, cry, whimper, grunt, bleed, puke and pass out.. JUST DON’T QUIT!

So on that positive note I’m off to take a nice walk before it gets dark out, and hopefully I can avoid the neighborhood terror squad!

Have a blessed evening




2 thoughts on “Well Hello, Muscles I Didn’t Know I had…

  1. Monroe Gilmour stayed the night because he had to appear in court this a.m. (he too was arrested on a Moral Monday), and when I told him about your weight losing efforts and your run he said, “Please tell her how proud of her I am..”   Love mom


  2. Hi I’m Heather! Please email me when you get a chance, I have a question about your blog! Heather.vonstjames(at)gmail.com Thanks!!

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