It may be a tiny one, but it is a step in the right direction

Ladies and Gentlemen, we have forward motion!

Have I been sticking to the workout plan that I laid out in my last post?  Um... not so much.  Have you seen that sunshine?  It's too fabulous to wast indoors!  Not saying I haven't been there at all, but definitely not as often as I told myself I would go. However, I have been walking at least 3 miles almost every day and have really buckled down on my diet again.  Roommate went back on Adkins which has helped us get rid of a lot of the tempting/awful food that had been sitting around the house the last few months.

The progress: 4.5 lbs. since my last post.  It's Friday, so I'm okay with rounding that up and declaring 75 lbs. lost since September.  Score! 

In other news, my shadow keeps freaking me out.  I guess I haven't really seen much sunshine since this whole endeavor began because I was not prepared for how different it looks.  I know this must sound strange, but your shadow is more familiar to you than you probably realize.  Mine looks very different and sometimes, when I am walking, it feels like someone is following me.

The Resurrection of Jesus... and my Workout

I need to get back to the gym.  

For about two months there I was doing great.  4 days a week.  45 minutes of resistance training and 30 minutes of cardio.  I felt great.  In fact, I almost felt like running. (Almost... but that's a story for another day)

Then this near perfect storm of external factors hit me and got me out of the habit.  I was sick for a few days.  I went out of town.  I was staying very late at work.  I "needed" to sleep in.  The sun came out again and the thought of not being in it made me sad.  One excuse after another kept coming up and now, looking back over the last three weeks, I am shocked to see I have only been there once.  Not good.

Granted, I haven't gained a pound in those three weeks.  Of course, I haven't lost a pound either.  Like I said before, given what I've already accomplished it is tempting to just be content where I am for awhile and not push myself to keep going.  Then I have a day like I did yesterday where I look at myself and find it difficult to see where any of those 70 lbs. have gone.  Again, not good.

So, it is time to get back on the workout wagon.

It's Easter.  This weekend is all about resurrection and the promise of a better life free from the forces that currently bind us.  Right?  Death to the old and life to the new. I think that makes it a perfect time to recommit myself to my workout regiment.

Here is the plan for the next week:

• Today, I will use the extra time I get by getting out of work early to get myself back into the swing of things.  I have three hours between jobs so that is plenty of time to get a workout and a shower in.
• Tomorrow, the only thing I have to do at all is maybe work (I am on-call for a few hours) at the store.  No excuse to not squeeze in both a workout at the gym and a brisk evening walk through German Village, right? 
• Sunday I have no plans.  Easter is tricky, because the gym is probably closed, but I will make myself at least walk in the park.  Maybe try running a bit, but no promises.
• Mondays are impossible because I go straight from the full-time job to the part-time job, but at least I am on my feet the last 5 hours of the day
• Tuesday is not a session day and my boss must leave by 4:00, so there is no excuse to not bring my gym things with me and go right after work
• Wednesday - Boss is out of town, see Tuesday
• Thursday - Night off

I hope that by putting it in writing, I will force myself to actually go through with it.  Accountability via blog post may seem a little unconventionial, but since I am not willing to shell out $200 a month to hire a trainer to motivate me this is how I am going to make it work.