<----- These are all things that I have heard before, but until recently I did not really hear them.
So I have officially completed three weeks of P90x and I am still really enjoying the program. I am sleeping better and while getting up at 5:30am will never be easy, it is actually getting less challenging as I am waking up feeling more rested. I wake up sore every single day, but it is a reminder that I am busting my butt every day for a healthier and more fulfilling life.
I have absolutely no idea how much I weigh or how much weight I have lost since I started the program, and I think I may keep it that way for a while. I have always put so much pressure on myself to reach a certain goal weight, and when that goal was not met I would give up long before I gave it a true fighting chance. I get discouraged as my weight fluctuates so easily. I can easily gain and drop 2-3 pounds in a day depending on what I am eating and what my physical activity is. I also have an unhealthy compulsion to weigh myself as a way of keeping myself on track. I know this, and this is why I had Rob remove our scale from the house completely. I knew if it was in the house I would find it, much like drug addicts will tear a house apart to get their fix, I would to do the same to find the scale. I knew it was best to just not have one right now. I am happy to have a great support system through this. I stayed with my parents this past weekend and I noticed the scale missing from the bathroom where it always is. My mom knows my bad habit and kept me on track and in good spirits by keeping it away. I need to get myself to a healthier state both mentally and physically before we can ever have one in the house again.
Instead of judging my progress by a number on a scale I am going by how I feel and how my clothes fit instead. I had a really amazing moment the other day at my parents house. When I was 19 I was working for the music/clothing store Hot Topic, and I purchased two really cute pairs of jeans. I purchased them knowing full well they were not going to fit me, as I did not fit into juniors sizes at the time. These jeans have always been my "incentive jeans" and they have NEVER fit. I decided to pull them out and give it a shot to try and squeeze into them. I was shocked when not one, but both pairs easily went on and buttoned. While I do need to wear a belt with both pairs because juniors are usually not blessed with the bum this girl has, I am so excited to finally fit into them. All of my clothes are fitting better, and some are even getting too big. So even though I would love to know if I am losing weight, right now I do not care. I am gaining some muscle, losing inches, and gaining confidence and love for myself.
I am happy to report I am doing pretty well with food and eating a pretty balanced diet. I am still very cautious with carbs but I am not restricting myself to a point where I am not getting the nutrients I need. Rob and I hosted a St. Patrick's Day party last night and I indulged in one beer, and two mixed drinks. I even had some snacks and a cupcake. I made Guinness cupcakes with Baily's frosting, and there was no way I was passing one of those up! I am learning that I can live a healthier lifestyle and still live my life and have a good time. Of course I wanted to drink a Guinness or 2...or 3... but I did not. I had a great time and did not feel deprived. My healthy lunch is packed and ready to go for tomorrow and I absolutely cannot wait to start week 4 of P90x.
So I have officially completed three weeks of P90x and I am still really enjoying the program. I am sleeping better and while getting up at 5:30am will never be easy, it is actually getting less challenging as I am waking up feeling more rested. I wake up sore every single day, but it is a reminder that I am busting my butt every day for a healthier and more fulfilling life.
I have absolutely no idea how much I weigh or how much weight I have lost since I started the program, and I think I may keep it that way for a while. I have always put so much pressure on myself to reach a certain goal weight, and when that goal was not met I would give up long before I gave it a true fighting chance. I get discouraged as my weight fluctuates so easily. I can easily gain and drop 2-3 pounds in a day depending on what I am eating and what my physical activity is. I also have an unhealthy compulsion to weigh myself as a way of keeping myself on track. I know this, and this is why I had Rob remove our scale from the house completely. I knew if it was in the house I would find it, much like drug addicts will tear a house apart to get their fix, I would to do the same to find the scale. I knew it was best to just not have one right now. I am happy to have a great support system through this. I stayed with my parents this past weekend and I noticed the scale missing from the bathroom where it always is. My mom knows my bad habit and kept me on track and in good spirits by keeping it away. I need to get myself to a healthier state both mentally and physically before we can ever have one in the house again.
Instead of judging my progress by a number on a scale I am going by how I feel and how my clothes fit instead. I had a really amazing moment the other day at my parents house. When I was 19 I was working for the music/clothing store Hot Topic, and I purchased two really cute pairs of jeans. I purchased them knowing full well they were not going to fit me, as I did not fit into juniors sizes at the time. These jeans have always been my "incentive jeans" and they have NEVER fit. I decided to pull them out and give it a shot to try and squeeze into them. I was shocked when not one, but both pairs easily went on and buttoned. While I do need to wear a belt with both pairs because juniors are usually not blessed with the bum this girl has, I am so excited to finally fit into them. All of my clothes are fitting better, and some are even getting too big. So even though I would love to know if I am losing weight, right now I do not care. I am gaining some muscle, losing inches, and gaining confidence and love for myself.
I am happy to report I am doing pretty well with food and eating a pretty balanced diet. I am still very cautious with carbs but I am not restricting myself to a point where I am not getting the nutrients I need. Rob and I hosted a St. Patrick's Day party last night and I indulged in one beer, and two mixed drinks. I even had some snacks and a cupcake. I made Guinness cupcakes with Baily's frosting, and there was no way I was passing one of those up! I am learning that I can live a healthier lifestyle and still live my life and have a good time. Of course I wanted to drink a Guinness or 2...or 3... but I did not. I had a great time and did not feel deprived. My healthy lunch is packed and ready to go for tomorrow and I absolutely cannot wait to start week 4 of P90x.