Friday, August 9, 2013

Rants and raves.

so here's the thing yall. I have a lot to say, so prepare yourselves. 

I lost half a stinkin pound this week and I ran a fucking 5k the night before on the treadmill. I RAN FOR AN HOUR. 57 minutes to be exact but I RAN FOR AN HOUR the night before a weigh in. I should have been back at my birth weight. I really do understand that weigh ins at noon aren't the most reliable methods of gauging progress. Really. but that's what my weight watchers group goes by and yes, other people gained weight this week and I lost, so that's good. I'm wasn't mad. I'm not mad. Maybe if I type that enough I'll believe it. Do ya'll believe me? no? that's fair. I was pissed. I couldn't even pay attention to the meeting about sleeping and losing weight because I was stewing over losing half a pound. But also ya'll I'm not saying ha-ha to those that gained weight, I felt bad for them because I will likely cry when that happens to me. this has LEGIT been the hardest thing I've ever done and it pisses me off when things don't go the way I think they should. Especially when I ran 3.2 miles the night before. am I still talking about that? you betcha. BUT. a total of 4 pounds in 2 weeks is fine. really. that averages 2 pounds a week. I angry ate a hamburger when I got back to my office from my meeting. Am I the only person who angry eats? and then about 20 minutes later I was like...well that will certainly show the scale who's boss. Sometimes I'm an idiot. it is what it is. I talked to my leader after the meeting, and this is where another rant is going to start. so prepare yourselves for some possible profanities.

my main beef with weight watchers (see what I did there?) other than the fact that if you don't use the activity points you earn in the week you get them, you don't get to use them (I earned 48 last week and didn't get to use a single one. mother fuckers.) is that they don't promote exercises as much as I think they should, especially weight lifting, and the system is kind of weird. And, THIS IS MY OPINION ON MY BLOG WHICH YOU ARE VOLUNTARILY READING, and you should know by now i'm pretty honest about this stuff but they really shouldn't have people with no real fitness background telling people how to lose weight. Yes I'm just figuring this out. It's cool that the leaders have lost weight on weight watchers, you wouldn't want someone who did something different selling something they don't know about...but my leader suggested I use ALL my points for the week and said I should eat something I've been depriving myself of. Well I love dipping cheetos in ketchup (if you're just figuring out how weird I am, you're obviously new to this blog) but that's a chemical shit storm in my mouth and not something I really should be eating no matter how many points that is. here's the thing too, I get 47 points a day (don't you dare judge me) and 49 weekly points for days you go over/treats/etc, PLUS the 48 I earned from running/exercising....that's a SHIT TON of food. On weeks I workout like I should, I've averaged earning 40 points a week extra. But get this. A chocolate toffee cookie from Atlanta bread company is 11 points. That mofo is no less than 400 calories of delicious soft sweet cookie goodness, in a week I could eat 4 of those and still have 5 points left just using my weekly extras. I could eat 5 more cookies with the leftovers from the weeklies PLUS my activity points. I think 9 of those cookies a week would give me diabeetus. quickly. All the good for you food treats like fruit are zero points. So I can eat 98,592 pineapples in a week and still be at 0 points used. I'm trying to stop thinking about calories and all that other stuff and just do weight watchers. Just do the points system and shut up about everything else. there's a method to the madness I think. maybe. I hope. I don't know. maybe this was a bad idea? I'm a spur of the moment kind of girl and sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn't. I'm doing a 12 week program through Mission's corporate wellness perks, so I'm gonna give it 12 weeks and see what happens. I'm gonna try. Much more of this half a pound bullshit and I'm gonna set my weight watchers books on fire and roast marshmallows over the flames.
 
speaking of rants. here's another one about instagram. I fucking love instagram. I'm an avid poster. I will post about a workout, what I'm eating, my grandparents, close up pictures of my eyes, a video about the gym not being open, whateverrrr. If I'm on my phone chances are, I'm on instagram. I spend a lot of time creeping hash tags and finding new people to follow and foods to try. One of my grade A number one pet peeves are when people start looking down and preaching about how what they're doing is the only right way to lose weight/get fit/whatever. I don't work with Darin anymore, because I was wasting his time. I decided that, not him. Now my life is one big science experiment which is kind of fun. I'm always cooking up new workouts and deciding what I'm gonna do at the gym. I just hate people who get on instagram (with their only fitness background being going to the gym...no CPT cert, nutrition degree, etc) and post these massive rants about "if you're not doing HIIT, you're doing it wrong", "if you're doing 2 hours of cardio a day, go ahead and kill yourself because you're stupid", "if you're drinking shakeology you're a moron", shut the hell up. Yeah, prepackaged meals in the freezer section are a bad choice, but so is a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on white bread with cheetos and pudding for lunch that you brought from home. You have to make an effort to do better and find what works for you. I'm all about live and let live. Yeah, I think shakeology is a glorified protein shake, and I would kill myself if I was doing 2 hours of cardio a day because that's too much and I'd get bored. How about we let people find what works for them? let them figure out that shakeology/beachbody is raping them for whey protein and 2 hours of cardio a day will most likely take it's toll on your body in unpleasant ways. experience is the best teacher. I also get the whole "well if it's a proven fact that 2 hours of cardio a day is a bad idea, why not tell them?" arguement. well there's a difference between telling someone and giving them facts to back it up and being a self righteous dickhead. story time! I got this massive prison tat on my leg from one of my brother's friends he met in rehab, done in a wooden shed outside his house in Marion in which I'm fairly sure he used bic pen ink and a prison shank to draw this fucked up star and I don't know what this even is on my leg. 19 year olds make bad choices. am I gonna let this Hispanic gangster (he was in his mid 40s and legit had done time for attempted murder) tattoo anything else on me? no. I learned my damn lesson. Yeah, I learned it the hard way but I learned it, and I know better. I tried 700 other things before I called a personal trainer. I'd tried being vegan, the south beach diet, atkins, eating 1200 calories a day, running, bob harper DVDs, etc. None of that worked for me. Having a personal trainer did, especially the exceptionally awesome one that I got and STILL to this day can't believe that he's the only one I talked to and it worked out so well for me (see what I did there? worked out? ha ha. I'm so funny) but I had to find what worked for me. I didn't run around telling everyone that if they don't call Darin they're gonna be fat forever. If they asked me what I was doing to lose weight, I told them and gave them his contact information. the end. I'm just OVER the people on instagram spewing out "information" (that they likely found from one of the people they follow on instagram) and acting like it's their way or the highway. get the fuck over yourself. 

speaking of bad ideas. sometimes I execute bad ideas. Like oh I don't know, a bicep/tricep/shoulder workout that is really mostly tricep stuff because it's my jam...well it was. till I got a GRADE 2 TEAR in my right arm and it hurts so fucking bad. seriously. I can't eat with my right arm because I can't bend it. I eat like a t-rex.

It's been a rough week, can you tell? next week will be rougher if that's possible. I'm doing extra stuff and extra hours at work, so I'm hoping to at least get my runs in. Mostly because I'm 7 weeks out from my first 5k. 7 weeeeeeeeeks. I act like a 5k is a big deal. It is for me, coming from where I started and not even being able to walk half a mile without stopping, to running 3.2 in less than an hour is a big deal for me. I'm actually looking at a half marathon in April. I'm doing the Fred Spanton 5k October 6 (2 days after my 24th birthday! I'm old now) and then the color run on the 19th. Then my next ventures will be the dirty girl mud run in March, the diva half marathon in myrtle beach in April, then a warrior dash in May and possibly a tough mudder next August. So I have running to do. I've been doing sprints, 5k's on the treadmill and running a mile for time during the week....I try to do sprints every other day and make them sprints. like after 10 seconds I'm about to fall off the treadmill because I can't keep up. 7 mph is about my limit, sadly. But I'm getting better every week!
 
Anyways, I think that's really all I have to rant about at the moment. any and all snarky comments are welcome. 'till next week my friends.
 

1 comment:

  1. Dude. I freaking love you and this blog. No joke. People need to be reading this. You are hilarious and we need to be friends in the real world like ASAP. I'm a nurse(healthcare connection), my birthday is in October too and it's definitely my most favorite day of the year. I like the sounds of all of this.

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