Goal Number 2

I think I need to up my goals a little. The goal I set for last week turned out to be pretty easy. So, for this next week my goal:
run 6 minutes, walk 4 minutes for a total of 30 minutes
do this at least 3 times this week

I'm pretty sure I'll be able to do this which is good because I need my goals to be attainable in order for me to stick with the workouts. Also, I've increased my run time from 5 minutes to 6 minutes which is getting me closer, albeit 1 minute, to being able to run for longer stretches.

I know it seems silly to only increase by 1 minute at a time but I really want to take baby steps. Maybe when I return from visiting my sister I'll consider doing a workout where I just run as long as possible. I'll have to think on that.

How to continue my secret?

My twins will be turning 1 in two weeks. My sister-in-law will be visiting from out of town so she can attend their birthday party. She will not be staying at the house with us but I know she will be visiting often. How can I get my workouts in without her knowing about them and saying something to her brother?
Also, when I go to visit my sister and her new baby in Wisconsin in a few weeks, how will I get my workouts in there? I don't want to go a full week without them so soon after I've just started. Any creative ideas?

Snuck in another workout

I'm feeling really good about this week. I worked out again today which brings my total for the week to 4.5 workouts. I tried wearing a new pair of pants today to run in and they were way too big. I knew they were a little big when I put them in but I didn't think it would be a big deal. I hiked them up and rolled up the bottoms (since they were too long also) and off I went. If I had been running where people could see me they would have been laughing hysterically. Every probably 20 seconds I had to hike the pants back up so there wasn't a full moon (in addition to other things) hanging out. Needless to say I did not use this as an excuse (go me!) to stop and made it through my entire workout! I will not be wearing those again and am not even really sure why I put them back in the drawer because if I continue to workout and lose weight they really won't fit!
On a fun note, when I was rummaging through the drawer to bury the clown pants I found that I had a lot more exercise gear than I thought. Bonus!

Mixed Feelings

Before my workout today I really did not want to do it. I have a bad headache today and I'm just feeling all around grumpy. I figured what's the point of doing it? Nobody will know if I don't. Heck, nobody knows that I am doing it. No matter what I do I'm not going to get better and feel better and look better, etc. Like my line of excuses? Well, I sucked it up and did it anyway. And unlike yesterday I wasn't a quitter. I did my entire 30 minutes. Which means, drumroll please, I have met and exceeded my goal for this week! Now the question is do I feel better after my workout and am I glad I did it? Not really! I could have been napping while the kids are! :-D

I'm such a loser

I tried to get my third workout in today and I just wasn't feeling it. I knew going into it that it would be a struggle. I suppose I shouldn't let personal things get in my way but I did. My sister is pregnant and is being induced on Saturday night. I REALLY want to be there when the baby is born or shortly thereafter. I'm really depressed that it's going to be so difficult to find a way to get there. I let that bum me out and interfere with my workout.
I did manage to be on the treadmill for 15 minutes...10 of which were running. So overall it wasn't a total waste but I still haven't met my goal for the week.
I will have to step it up a notch tomorrow if I want to meet my goal for the week!

I'm so proud of myself!

I did it again. I worked out for 30 minutes and I repeated the routine I did on Monday. 5 minutes running, 5 minutes walking, 5 running, 5 walking, 5 running, 5 walking. Today it was so much harder. It's not that it was physically harder...I just didn't want to do it. After about 15 minutes I was thinking "well, I've done 15 minutes I could just stop now." After about 20 minutes I was thinking "I should just stop now. 20 minutes is better than nothing". But I kept going and I pushed through and I did the entire 30 minutes. That's a big accomplishment for me. In the past when I've been working out I very easily talked myself into stopping early. The whole "x amount of time is better than nothing" is too easy for me to say.
My shins still hurt today and I even remembered to stretch before I started. As I got going though the pain lessened. I turned up the speed on the treadmill thinking maybe my running stride was not long enough which is why it was hurting. Not sure if that was the reason or not but that could have definitely contributed to why I wanted to stop sooner!
The screen on my treadmill is not working. I don't know if it needs a new batter of it it's just dead. This means I have to watch a clock to see how long I've been on. It also means that I don't get to see how many "miles" I've gone or how many calories I've burned, etc. For now this is ok but if I can keep this up and want to train for a 5k or something I'll need to know how far I've gone.
My original goal was to do 3 times this week. I 'think' I'm going to try to workout tomorrow and Friday. 4 is better than 3 right?

Irony

Today is a day off from the treadmill. The ironic part? I actually WANT to get on the treadmill. Yes, you read that correctly, I want to workout. Why you might ask? Because I did it yesterday and I'm so proud of myself. I didn't think I was going to be able to do it and I did...and I want to keep that momentum going. Sadly I have a busy day today and do not have time. Also, I am going to take the day off (even if I could fit it in) so that I don't overdo it and burn myself out too quickly.

I did it!!

Ok, I'm a baby. I had myself all psyched out that I was SO terribly out of shape and there was no way I was going to be able to run on the treadmill for more than 10 seconds let alone walk for 30. I was coming up with every excuse I could think of so if I couldn't do it I wouldn't feel like such a failure. Well guess what? I did it! And not only did I do it...I probably over did it! Remember goal number 1? Run for as long as I can and then walk the rest of the time for 30 minutes total? Well, won't you be impressed (because I sure was) to know that I ran for 5 minutes, walked for 5, ran for 5, walked for 5, ran for 5, walked for 5. If your math is any good you will see that I was on the treadmill for my 30 minutes! Woo hoo! Go me! Go me! I actually think I could have run longer but my shins hurt a little and I didn't want to overdue it too much on the first day and hurt myself because that would be just the excuse I need to stop!
I'm so proud of myself. How am I going to not gloat and tell my husband?

Expert at Excuses

I am an expert at excuses. I can come up with a good one for any situation. It's also a great way to make things "not my fault". It's a great talent to have.
Since I started this blog yesterday and made up my mind to try running, here is a sample of some of the excuses that have gone through my head:
1. I'm too out of shape and won't be able to do it
2. What if I have a really bad headache come running time?
3. I'm also trying to diet...what if I feel weak and lightheaded and can't do it?
4. It's going to hurt my knees/back, etc. too much
5. I could just tell everyone I did it and not really do it
6. What if when my husband comes home I smell sweaty and dirty? How will I continue it as a secret?
7. What if one of the babies cries?
And the list goes on. It's 11am and I plan to try my workout around 3pm. I wonder how much longer the excuse list will get before then?

Keeping Secrets is Hard!

I suck at keeping secrets. I really do. I will find the perfect present for somebody and want to immediately pick up the phone and tell them what I bought them. It's awful. And keeping secrets from my husband? No way. I tell him everything. I tell him things I probably shouldn't. So not telling my husband that I created this blog, hard. Not telling my husband that I plan to try (ha ha...even here I can't commit) to work out regularly, even harder. Not telling him so that I can get his support and encouragement...down right torture. I'm excited and I want to shout from the rooftops and tell everyone what I want to try to do. Not telling my husband? Well this just sucks.

Goal Number 1

I am setting my goals small so that they will be easy to achieve and I won't get discouraged. I really hope by doing this I will be able to stick with them and keep going.
Goal Number 1:
Run for as long as I can
Walk for a minimum of 30 minutes
Do this 3 times this week

This should be pretty easy I'm hoping. I may only be able to run for 10 seconds but that is 10 seconds longer than I did the day before.
Since this is a secret, I plan to workout when my twins are taking their second nap of the day and my husband is at work. That means from 3-3:30pm on M/W/F this week I will be on the treadmill.

Wish me luck!

What's this blog all about?

If you're anything like me you hate exercising. You are unhappy with your body yet you can't get off your butt to do anything about it. I also love to eat so dieting is just cruel and it plain sucks. Especially when I have a husband who has hollow legs, can eat whatever he wants and doesn't gain an ounce.
I'll diet for a few weeks and lose a few pounds but then we will have some sort of event or my husband suggests something really yummy to eat and I "fall off the wagon". It's not that I can't resist...I just don't want to. It's not even that I'm hungry...I just want to eat.
I gave birth to beautiful twins just about a year ago and my body has not been the same since. I weigh more, my stomach is flabby and I've become a lazy blob.
I've been thinking for a long time how if I had a personal trainer and a chef I could have the "perfect" body. Well, reality sucks. I will never be in a position to afford these things. That means, I can keep dreaming, keep whining and keep being unhappy or I can do something about it.
I am choosing to do something about it.
Now here is the hard part. I'm a quitter. I admit it. If something is too hard, I'll give up. I won't push through the hard stuff and keep going. (Let me add if it's something that REALLY matters I don't quit but anyway...)
I said to my husband the other night that I was thinking of trying to run. Maybe setting a goal for myself to run a marathon or something. Basically he said I won't do it. I'll start and I'll quit. The sad reality is that he is probably right. But I don't want him to be right.
And that brings us to the purpose of this blog. I want to secretly train myself to be able to run a marathon. It won't be easy. I'm supremely out of shape. I have asthma. I have a bad back. I have bad knees. And while this is all true it's also all the reasons I will use as an excuse to quit. I'm not saying I'll be able to do it. Or even that running is the right thing for me. But I want to try something. I want to succeed at something. And I want to do it without my husband knowing I'm trying so then if I do quit, he won't know.
My plan is to start small and work from there. Wish me luck and keep checking back. We'll see how it goes.