So...before I get into the mud run...I realize I haven't posted weigh-in updates in two weeks. Since my last post, I've lost 1.5lbs putting my total weight loss at 42.6lbs. I'll try and get better about posting weekly again.
Moving on...today was the Dirty Girl Mud Run. I was unprepared...I was nervous...but I am so grateful that Beth pushed me to do it!
Our wave left the starting line at 11:45am. The first thing that comes up was the hay-bale climb. From far away, it looked like no big deal...but once you got right up to it, it was definitely huge. But I was able to complete that with little to no problem. Right after that was the tube crawl. Then came the water pit...first chance to get dirty! The water was cold and it was weird to walk with squishy shoes but it was fun. Next was the high leg tires...I did it slowly because I have short legs and am far from coordinated. The next was one of my favorites...the mud hill climb and descent. They had ropes that you held to try and climb up. The first one, I fell and slid down on my belly. But I got back up and completed it. Going down was fun...slide down on your butt and wind up in a mud pit at the end...totally dirty! The second one I was able to complete easier. The mud up the butt was a little unpleasant...but I sure was grateful I didn't wear shorts lol. We came to the hanging tires next...that was pretty simple. Then the net crawl...the first one you walked under and just lifted the net...the next one required you to crawl. Next was the wall...this was the only obstacle I skipped. I was a little sad to skip it but it was really scary and I just couldn't get over it. The second to last obstacle was the cargo net climb...oh man was that thing TALL! I was terrified...shaking and having a tough time catching my breath. I almost didn't do it...but thanks to Beth and some other awesome ladies, I managed to conquer it! And finally...there was the mud pit...it was more like water but it was and awesome way to end it none the less.
I am now home...sunburned...exhausted...sore...and totally thrilled that I did it! It was so much fun and I couldn't have picked a better partner to get me through it! I walked the whole way...but I made it and that is all that matters! I definitely plan on doing it again next year and I will be recruiting more people :)
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Disappointed
So I know I didn't update last week's weigh-in...sorry about that. I spend so much time on my computer and phone for work that blogging is the last thing on my mind most days.
I lost .4 lbs last week taking my grand total to 41.1 lbs lost so far.
I'm not disappointed in my progress in weight loss. I'm still extremely excited that I've managed to lose 40 lbs since mid-April. What I'm disappointed in is myself and my motivation...or rather, lack there of.
I cannot seem to get into the swing of exercising. I don't know what it is...I don't know if its a mental thing or if I'm lazy or if there is something else going on. I'm just so tired...a lot. I know most of it is due to working long hours, working a job that requires me to think (something I haven't had to do in over a year and a half), and stress (both work and personal). But the ironic thing is that exercise would very likely help relieve my stress and boost my energy...sounds like something I should want to do, right? I do WANT to do it...I do. But I guess I just lack the internal motivation to do so. I have thought about trying to get a personal trainer but I honestly couldn't afford it even if I tried. So, what do I do?
I set my alarm every night with enough time for me to get up and work out for an hour in the morning. Do I get up? Of course not! I reset my alarm and wake up at the last possible moment. I tell myself I'll work out after work. Do I make it to the gym? Of course not! I come home, plant myself on the couch, and watch tv while I work. I tell myself I'll go for a walk in the evenings. Has that happened? Once...and not again since then, even though I've said it almost every single day since. What the hell is wrong with me?
The Dirty Girl Mud Run is 2 weeks away...2 weeks! I haven't even walked 3.2 miles yet. I am going to embarass the hell out of myself...I'm honestly just praying that adrenenline will carry me through most of it.
I'm embarrassed that I can't even motivate myself enough to do the things that I need to do to be healthy. Yes, my eating habits have improved significantly and I'm still losing weight. But I NEED to exercise...I know I'll feel better about myself and actually start seeing my weight loss. I mean...40 lbs later and I'm still wearing the same pants I wore when I started. They may be loose...but I can still wear them. I dunno...maybe I'm throwing myself a pity party. Maybe I just need to kick myself in the ass somehow. Maybe I'm scared I can't really do this.
Whatever it is...it sucks.
I lost .4 lbs last week taking my grand total to 41.1 lbs lost so far.
I'm not disappointed in my progress in weight loss. I'm still extremely excited that I've managed to lose 40 lbs since mid-April. What I'm disappointed in is myself and my motivation...or rather, lack there of.
I cannot seem to get into the swing of exercising. I don't know what it is...I don't know if its a mental thing or if I'm lazy or if there is something else going on. I'm just so tired...a lot. I know most of it is due to working long hours, working a job that requires me to think (something I haven't had to do in over a year and a half), and stress (both work and personal). But the ironic thing is that exercise would very likely help relieve my stress and boost my energy...sounds like something I should want to do, right? I do WANT to do it...I do. But I guess I just lack the internal motivation to do so. I have thought about trying to get a personal trainer but I honestly couldn't afford it even if I tried. So, what do I do?
I set my alarm every night with enough time for me to get up and work out for an hour in the morning. Do I get up? Of course not! I reset my alarm and wake up at the last possible moment. I tell myself I'll work out after work. Do I make it to the gym? Of course not! I come home, plant myself on the couch, and watch tv while I work. I tell myself I'll go for a walk in the evenings. Has that happened? Once...and not again since then, even though I've said it almost every single day since. What the hell is wrong with me?
The Dirty Girl Mud Run is 2 weeks away...2 weeks! I haven't even walked 3.2 miles yet. I am going to embarass the hell out of myself...I'm honestly just praying that adrenenline will carry me through most of it.
I'm embarrassed that I can't even motivate myself enough to do the things that I need to do to be healthy. Yes, my eating habits have improved significantly and I'm still losing weight. But I NEED to exercise...I know I'll feel better about myself and actually start seeing my weight loss. I mean...40 lbs later and I'm still wearing the same pants I wore when I started. They may be loose...but I can still wear them. I dunno...maybe I'm throwing myself a pity party. Maybe I just need to kick myself in the ass somehow. Maybe I'm scared I can't really do this.
Whatever it is...it sucks.
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