Last week, I wanted to do a strictly fruits and vegetable diet. Well, that lasted a day. So, I decided that this week I will try something new at the gym. In all spirits of jocktober, it is time to hit the treadmill.
The mission is to run 3 miles everyday for a week; that is over 20 miles! Yikes.. help?!?!?
One YEAR Anniversary!!
It is official. Today marks the one-year milestone on my transformation! I am so proud of myself. I have worked out everyday for the last 365 days. Yes, that means holidays and days where I felt under the weather. I wonder how many people can say that?
I just can’t stop writing how proud I am of myself. I know it sounds egocentric and narcissistic. Okay, I will stop now with the self-love.
Yesterday, I went to Busch Gardens for the first time. I don’t like roller coasters and they don’t like me. I NEVER could fit in the seats. Also, I was terrorized that I was going to die. I also never been on a roller coaster that went upside down.
Well.. until today! I put on my big-boy pants and just went for it. I have a fear of rejection. Whether it comes from people or my butt not fitting in seats. This fear causes great anxiety in my life. When I sat my tush in the seat and it fitted… MAGIC! I was like “I have this.”
Are rides worth it? Does 30 seconds make up for an hour in line? I don’t know! I am glad I rode rides but it wasn’t like the best thing ever. Glad to experience it but I rather do other things with my time.
Speaking about long lines. I was in line for a haunted house attraction. The wait was over an hour long. After waiting 10 mins in line, I saw people step out of line to leave. I turned around to two girls behind me and told them that this shows our character. Are we the type of people in face of tribulation to quit and walk away? or are we the type of people to endure and persevere under harsh circumstance. I think that is why I have been successful this year because I have the ability to dig deep and bring myself out of darkness into the light.
Tomorrow, I start my week long diet. I bought 20 dollars worth of fresh fruits and vegetables to hopefully last me 2 days. I know for certain that I will be eating a ton of apples everyday and I won’t mindlessly snack after work. I most likely won’t even stay up after work. I will probably get the most amount of sleep this week because I don’t want to feel hunger pains.
This colon cleanse work best when you are not starving. I predict that I will most likely have that feeling all day. Ugh, I am nervous but excited at the same time. just like riding a roller coaster.
So… When I gave you the ‘Jocktober’ challenge I forgot to mention how scary gyms can be. I mean, it is another world. It doesn’t matter what job you have or level of intelligence. To get respect, you have to use proper techniques. However, being new to the gym is very intimidating especially if you encounter the four types of these people.
Jocktober Begins with this new vlog :)
Okay, so I haven’t been to the dentist in 5 years. My braces were removed the summer before college and I never returned, until today. I know, I am horrible. What makes it worst is that I did not have the best oral hygiene growing up. Literally, every cleaning turned into, “We found another cavity.” I have had my fair share of cavities growing up.
So I walk in today feeling nervous because I don’t know what to expect. The last year or so I have been doing a BETTER job at brushing my teeth daily. I had positive thoughts that I was only coming in for a cleaning… NOPE!
The Dentist workers (I dont know their actual job roles, Ortho-hygienist Enthusiasts???) forced me to take an X-Ray of my teeth. When that X-Ray hit the black light board my heart dropped.
Holes, Holes-Holes…HOLES holes, Holey holes! My teeth looked like the landscape from the Shia Labeouf movie, Holes. I had like over 15 cavities or “dental repairs.” Some were bad, but a lot were small gaps.
I felt horrible. I wanted to just crawl in a dark-cold place and just meditate of how much of a failure I have become. I blame my fat self. I blame the 3 dollar southern style chicken meals at McDonalds. I blame Tacobell. I blame the Arnold Palmers at Sonic. But mostly, I blame myself for allowing all of that food to enter my body.
After hours of drilling, sawing, numbing, poking, gargling, spitting, and cleaning, my top left side is repaired. I have to come in later to do the top right and another to do the bottom.
When the assistant was cleaning up the station she asked me if I drink soft-drinks. I responded with a No. She was shocked and thought I was lying to her. She then went down the line of asking if I drank, coffee, tea, Gatorade and I denied the intake. She said she couldn’t believe that I only drank water. (before I continue, remember I have not been to the dentist in 5 years. I have spent 4 of those years drinking all the bad stuff but lately I have been clean)
For Proof I showed her a picture of what I looked like a year ago. She was stunned and she immediately sought after her phone. She showed me a picture of herself at a bigger state and we shared a genuine moment.
When former fatties come together or share stories, it is like an indescribable power that overtakes you. You share this special bond with a complete stranger. One moment I hate her because she is causing so much pain in my life, or mouth, and the next we are almost tearing up because of the fight to stay healthy.
That moment, that special moment, I really wish I had given her my information. I wish I had a business card or just a simple card that had the information to this blog so that we can stay in touch.
I am going to ask you, my readers a very simple question. Do you think I should carry cards with my blog information? It will be a simple way for people to have access to the link. Write your opinions or simply email me at LReynolds@wdbj7.com
If you have any topics or questions that you want me to discuss please send them over to my email.
236 lbs Weigh-In
This past month has been crazy! I lost 9 pounds which is awesome. I also have been carrying around a secret. A few weeks back, I decided to plan a trip to see one of my best friends in Dallas, TX in September. I posted this on Facebook and another friend asked me if I was interested in a 5K run. Without much hesitation I signed up. This 5K is a color run. Its called ‘Color me Rad’ the website is right here. Basically, for the duration of the 5K, I will get bombarded with different colors and at the end of the race I will look like a rainbow flag had thrown up on me.
A 5K is a little over 3 miles. That is 3 miles of running/jogging/walking. I am striving to avoid the later. I don’t run! I love my elliptical, I use it practically everyday. How am I suppose to RUN 3 MILES???
A workout plan!
Friends advised me to follow a simple schedule to get my body conditioned to run for 3 miles. Its called ‘the couch to 5K running plan’ which will get your body in shape for a race. In 2 months, you are transformed from a couch potato to 5K marathon runner.
Good plan, But will it work for me?
Two weeks ago, on a Saturday morning, at 8am I decided to run… OUTSIDE. Now, I have ran on a treadmill before and I usually run a mile, walk 10 minutes, then run the remaining 3 miles. I am dead afterwards, but I can do it.
I get out of my car and I use this amazingly awesome iPhone app, Nike+, to track my mileage. I just start to run / jog around a local Roanoke park. I am running…doing my thing… trying to catch my breath. I am determined not to stop and walk.
I am chugging along and I hear ‘I completed 1 mile’; I feel great. I finished that mile in 10:30 something. Okay, you have to understand where I am coming from to fully understand this. In PE class in high school, I could “run” a mile in like 16 minutes (with me running the curves and walking the straights). So I am overly impressed with my time.
Apparently, its a ‘thing’ to run at the park on a Saturday morning. Who knew? There were so many other runners with all different shapes, sizes and ages. They were my motivation to keep going. I see a shirtless guy and I am like, ‘I can’t wait to get that body’.
I did it! I ran 3 miles without stopping. I completed it in 33 minutes. This is Cray-Cray because I was going to train so hard for this 5K but now I know I can complete it in a decent time.
Today, I ran 3 miles and completed it in 34 minutes so i am staying on average in my run. i know the first run wasn’t a fluke. Also, I am running on a trail that has few incline shifts. I just hope the one in Dallas / Ft. Worth is flat.
I am training hard so I can kick this 5K in its…
I’m Pregnant, Man
I seriously think I am pregnant some days. Yes, I know I can never, technically, be pregnant therefore I wouldn’t know what pregnancy is really like. I am basing the below on watching shows like ‘Secret Life of The American Teenager,’ ‘16 & Pregnant,’ and ‘Keeping Up With The Kardashians’ (Kourtney stays forever preggers)
Just like any other pregnant woman, I have the strangest cravings. One month all I crave is cinnamon, and then guacamole, cookies n’ cream, and finally buffalo ranch. Its like I crave something until my taste-budsget sick of that flavor.
Okay, this is totally my fault. Ever since my diet all I have been drinking is water. I drink a lot of water each day and that means more trips to the bathroom. It does compare to the levels of pregnant women, though…
Oh yes, my back hurts all the time now. I blame it on my sleep. Fun Fact: when your fluffy, you have cushion all around you. Now imagine going to sleep with a natural cushion surrounding your body. Sleep is wonderful.
Now imagine that fluffiness is gone and your are sleeping on top of your liver and spleen. YUP, you will get back pains because sleeping becomes a nightmare (see what I did there) and you have to sleep in weird positions just to fall asleep
One the same note, I commend the thin people on the world for their abilities to sit in a chair. Sitting on my bum becomes more and more difficult as my cush over the tush dissolves. I can feel by bones scrape the wood on chairs. Sitting is not fun anymore…
I had it good… those were the days :(
A wise person once said,
"Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy. Happy people just don’t shoot their husbands"
Eating better, getting runner’s high, gives you this positive outlook on life. You feel and act better. But then there is the crash when everyone is so annoying that you just want to hit them in the eye. I wouldn’t say I am a violent person. but some days, if thoughts could paint, I would be Picasso.
Also I become so indecisive. I am worried about my future and my future self. If I should eat that food or not. Is it okay to consume or resist. AHHH!!!
So apparently I forgot that I have stretch marks all over my body. You see, I have stretch marks on my stretch marks. I was a huge balloon, like the ones in a parade. Now, I am slightly deflated and my stretch marks are like rivers of a map on my body.
Every night, I cocoa cream it up. I have to do it to try to keep my skin tight and to help the marks fade. Also it helps prevent new ones from embarking. Fun Fact: If you lose weight fast (guilty) you will get new stretch marks.
Skin is a meanie and you have to treat it nice or it will be viscous to you.
I am hoping none of my coworkers are reading this part. I feel that ever since I started eating healthier, my farts have gotten…poisonous.
Shocking, I rarely eat pinto beans. I once ate those beans during dinner break and I felt like that woman’s stomach in Alien. Something was going to pop out of my stomach and it was not going to be pretty.
I am an offender to some of the top gas-producing foods:
I feel like my *raspberries* are worse when I eat healthier foods then when I ate McDonalds / TacoBell last year (in which they are garbage to begin with).
I have been on this lifestyle change for 9 months now. I may not have a baby, but I am bringing a new life into the world, my own.