I have been wanting to go on vacation for a while. I decided not to put it off any longer.
Below is a fitness map of the United States of America. One miute if exercise represents a mile on the map. You begin at your city. If you want to go to New York, then you must exercise (tracked in minutes) your way to your destination. When you get there, upload a picture of yourself in your city. You won't actually be in New York but you can upload a picture of you with a fake Empire State Building.
Get it? Let's go! Click the link: THE MAP
I like this one. It is intense but the moves are easy to follow. Tell me what do you think?
I need a belt.
This may sound like an odd, trivial statement but my pants are too loose. These are the same pants, two years ago, that hung in my closet with the tag still on them because I could not fit them past my thighs. I was to obstinate to return them. I REFUSED to buy the next size bigger. I have been having this experience a lot lately - pants, undies, jackets. I am the incredible shrinking woman. My clothes are my evidence.
I had become frustrated by the pounds on the scale not diminishing as quickly as I wanted them to. This can be a bit discouraging but there are other victories to be celebrated outside of the dreaded scale.
I had purchased this super cute blue jacket with polka dots. It was supposed to go with my red pants and stilettos. I was all psyched to try this new color blocking, mixed pattern thing. I stuck my arm in one sleeve and it got stuck. The arms of the jacket were too snug. I was so bummed. Fast forward a year later. Me and my Get Fit With Fe group are in the middle of the 30-Day Push-ups Challenge. I look into my closet Monday and thought, What the heck. I stick my arm into the sleeve of that polka dot jacket and it fits. I get excited. I test the other arm and YES!!!!!! The jacket fits!
I got so amped I cranked my push-ups to 100 even when the challenged called for 75. I have been doing 100 push-ups since. Think I will do 100 push-ups every night until my arms get that Michelle Obama definition.
Let's celebrate small victories.
Discipline is the difference between starting a goal and crossing the finish line. It is the putting of one foot in front of the other no matter the time it takes. It is the mechanism that allows you to do what you need to do regardless of how you feel.
The word discipline probably conjures up some childhood memories of punishment or deprivation. When I see the word discipline, I have the sudden urge to hide all of the belts in the house. A less harsh word is consistency. To get the physique you want, the health you want, you must eat healthy and exercise consistently.
Back in undergrad, 3 friends decided to do Jenny Craig together. They ate their pre-packaged meals and exercised consistently. Each lost significant weight. Those boxed meals for college students were not cheap. When they stopped eating out of those pre-packaged boxes, the weight came back plus some.
I myself have played the weight loss yo-yo game. Even now, I have gained and loss the same 5 lbs. Why? Not being disciplined, um, consistent. I can work out until the cows come home. My discipline issue is diet. I MUST MEAL PLAN. If I fail to plan, that is the week, I have planned to fail. If I do not, I fall back to those bad food habits. My Achilles being snacking.
Picture this - in my Sophia Petrillo voice - I come in from a hard day at work and stifling traffic. After, I change from my work clothes and settle in, I am looking for nourishment. The choice – find food, prep, cook, and then eat or grab a bag of chips and crash on the sofa. I was a bag of chips/sofa kind of chick for a minute. I would tell myself that I am working out and that would counter the caloric count of whatever snack I was substituting for dinner. I would even eat less for breakfast and lunch to accommodate such a diet. There was only one problem – I never lost more weight. I was stuck in this 5lbs yo-yo for months until I realized that I had to break up with the junk. To do this required me to use some good old-fashioned discipline. Going to the grocery store and buying fresh/frozen produce and not buying overly-processed foods. I also had to cook and EAT my own meals. I do this on the weekends to and store in containers in the fridge.
One of my Recipes - Gluten Free Enchiladas
Following that line of discipline for just a few days rid me of those 5lbs I had been struggling to lose. Doing the right thing on a consistent basis led to success. Conversely, the lack of discipline is the precursor to failure. This goes beyond diet. Having discipline in life is necessary to finish college, save for a house, give up smoking, or become a better version of you.
In what area of your life do you need more discipline?
I am typing this as I am getting over a stomach bug. This all started with a catered lunch at work. This marks the second time that work food has wreaked havoc on my body. Why did I do it? It was free. Why did I do it? It was fatty sandwiches, chips and cookies. Why did I do it? I did it for the vine lol.
I am sticking to my own home cooked meals from now on. I am cooking and listening to the History Channel. I hear something in a commercial that strikes a chord in me. Burger King is advertising 10 ‘Chicken’ Nuggets for $1.49. Um, really?
According to the Bureau of Labor and Statistics, as of August 2014, the average price of a pound of chicken breast is $3.53. The weight of 10 Burger King chicken nuggets is about 175 grams, or for you English imperialists 6.2 ounces, slightly less that is ½ pound (37.5% exactly). The cost of 10 chicken nuggets should be about $1.32 cent (someone check my math). Add on overhead, seasonings, tax and you are telling me that Burger King can make a profit charging $1.49 for 10 chicken nuggets?
Unless of course, those nuggets are not 100% chicken breast. *insert audible gasp* According to an article in NPR some chicken nuggets are less than 50% chicken. In an informal study conducted by Dr. Richard deShazo, a professor of pediatrics and medicine at the University of Mississippi Medical Center, DeShazo found that:
“"The predominate component is not healthy, lean chicken meat, a great source of healthy protein," he says, "but an adulterated chicken product containing 50 percent or less chicken meat, with other chicken components, in a suspension of unknown carrier material."
I used to eat Burger King all of the time back in undergrad. I particularly loved the chicken sandwich. Now I cannot fathom eating a chicken sandwich which reminds me of a giant chicken nugget. As I have started this Get Fit With Fe Journey, I have incorporated elements of clean eating into my diet. I have read books, blogs and posts galore. The more I learn, the cleaner I eat. The cleaner I eat, the healthier I become. There is yet always this food nostalgia that causes me to grab something that used to taste great to me. I end up regretting it soon after feeling bloated, gassy and sick to my stomach. My body is actually rejecting bad food. If I know this intellectually, why do I still crave those things which are unhealthy? Addiction, Bliss Points? We will discuss all of these topics here. This is just my first article but I have so much good stuff in store. Just keep reading.