What did you do this weekend to supercharge your body?  We – the entire Pea Family – went to the Y yesterday afternoon.  It’s too hot to play outside, so we played inside instead!  I did a two mile run on the treadmill, and then accepted AlmostTeen Son #2’s challenge to race on the track over the gym floor. 

1.  Never accept a race challenge from a kid who weighs 100 pounds less than you do and is thirty-two years younger.  Fun to try, but impossible to win.

2.  Weight Machines are fun and easy to use.  Especially when your handsome hubby is working out close by so you can admire his flexing muscles.

3.  After said kid beats your pants off for the sixth time, even giving you a quarter track head start each time, let him race his older brother.  It will put him back in his place.

4.  Do try racing your Teen Daughter, the skinny one.  You can probably beat her, which will make you feel better.

Plateaus stink.  I’ve been stuck on one for an eternity now. Wait…(she beebops over to WW, checks the weight tracker)…not actually an eternity, just five weeks. 

For Crying Out Loud!  These five weeks have included injury, surgery, recovery, consistant eating, only ONE splurge in the form of half of a piece of wedding cake at a wedding, and as much exercise as I could muster. 

Why do I feel like such a failure?  For crying out loud, I didn’t GAIN any weight during these five weeks!

Here’s the plan, thrown together this morning as I sipped my coffee:

1.  Continue to pester Charlie over at Operation Shrink Charlie’s Big Butt, because she’s in a slump, too. We’ll hold each other up.

2.  Up my exercise, now that Dr. said “Go”.  I think maybe I haven’t been pushing myself hard enough.  Yeah, I put in lots of time, but perhaps the intensity isn’t enough.

3.  Eat. More. Protein.  I tend to cut that out of my diet, because just little bits add up those WW points fast.  And I really, really want that teaspoon of honey in my no fat unflavored greek yogurt in the morning, so I swap a protein point for the sweetness.  Probably not the best choice.

4.  Drink MORE water.  True, I average about 3 quarts of liquid a day including my morning coffee and make dozens of trips to the potty (thankfully right across from my office door!), but maybe a bit more would help.  I’ll just move my desk into the bathroom.

5.  Quit beating myself up over this.  I didn’t gain all this weight overnight, and I’m not going to lose it that fast, either.

I’m talking about REAL games, not mind-numbing brain games, even though those are fun, too.  Nope.  Today we’re talking about silly games to get your behind up off the sofa and out the door.

I played “Lets Run Up Hills” Tuesday evening with my kids and the dog. Okay, actually the dog gave up and just laid at the top of the hill, but the kids ran with me! Dumbest game in the world, thank you Buff Chad*. You walk out your front door, go to the biggest hill in your neighborhood then proceed to run UP the hill and walk down several times, until you feel like barfing or until your hamstring breaks, whichever comes first. I usually give in at the barfing stage.

 

*Buff Chad = Personal Trainer who comes to our office and makes us exercise during our lunch hour. Same Dude responsible for my soleus injury. Why do I listen to him? Oh, wait. Because he’s cute. And Buff. And seems to know what he’s doing. And I want to believe that I can force my almost fiftyish year-old body that has born four children to look like my teen daughters’. 

 

Here’s a link to his picture. Go ahead and look. He’s the guy in the blue shirt on the top left. Ignore the rest of the stuff on the web site because I am NOT promoting any product or trying to sell you anything.  Unless you just want to be sold.  If so, then contact Buff Chad directly.