Oh yea... I'm also taking pictures of my body on my fancy new Macbook. (no... I'm not putting them here... they would short circuit the entire world wide web). This way I can actually see weekly how my body is changing. I already notice a BIG difference on my waist from where it was at my worst (I wish I took a picture before the cleanse). I actually have my hour glass somewhat back... too bad I still have the paunch. I can only take pics of my torso and upper thighs which is okay cause those are what I hate the most and want to see change the most.
I have the week off from work this weekend... I'm pushing myself even more to lose some kind of weight cause when I go back to work in two weeks I want the lady I babysit for to say that I look good. Isn't that sad? I really want it to come from her though cause she's my physical fitness hero. I'm also going to look at calories more closely this week.
7:57pm: I feel like it's 3 in the morning. I'm exhausted. And it's great. I survived Bikram Yoga.
I got to the studio (half mile there and back so I walked a mile woohoo) like a half hour early... met the instructor Nandra. Of course her name was Nandra. Then I filled out this form and one of the questions were 'ailments' and I wanted to put "uh everything' but I said that I had my breast surgery 5 years ago and still have pain so then she said that she'll be aware of that with me in the class and she's like "And then we're gonna do the blah blah blah which will probably hurt you" and she demonstrated the pose... putting any fear that my quick dry shave of my armpits this afternoon may have left some strays as she displayed the raccoons under her arms. Oh yea... at first I thought she was wearing a furry leopard headband but with further inspection I realized that it was her hair. Imagine a thick band of short hair (not quite a mullet cause she has bangs) died blonde with brown leopard spots. I can not imagine how that worked out. Anyway she was nice.
So I went into the room like 20 minutes early after changing into my shorts and tanktop (which I wasn't so mortified to wear even though there were FDNY guys there because I definitely was not the fattiest fattie in the class). At first I was like "It is definitely not 105 degrees in here." and almost upset cause I didn't think I would sweat anything and wouldn't get the full effect. WRONG! As soon as Nandra commenced I started pourrrrrrrring sweat. Yea, I'll have the occasionally pit stains when I'm excited, but I am not a sweater. It was dripping all over me and in the mirror I noticed my tank top start to transform from light blue to navy. I couldn't believe it.
The class started with standing poses... which were definitely the worst part. I hope every class starts with that in the beginning cause I really am dreading doing those again. I guess it's the balancing that is making you work so hard. It's definitely better than running, but you feel the same effect, if that makes sense. Nandra told me before I started the class that it's normal for beginners to stop and sit... and I totally did... numerous times. But it's okay because there were other people that weren't beginners who stopped and sat also. And I definitely stopped and sat less times than I wanted to. Before we were on the floor Nandra announced that we were half way through the class. I wanted to die. I think I might have cried but it probably was just my eyes sweating. I didn't think I was going to make it and was even planning my escape through the maze of sweaty yogi from the totally opposite side of the room to the door. But I just thought I'll go a little more and then just explain that I had to leave and then I just kept going. Then I got so fuckin hot that I wanted to pour my water all over me but obviously couldn't so I thought that I would just run across the room get a breather and get back. But I didn't. I stayed. And then Nandra announced the 2/3rd mark and I stuck it out the whole way. I can't believe I didn't leave. I knew I'd be so upset with myself. And I knew you'd give me shit for it.
At the end of class Nandra said I did really well and she was proud of me. Thanks, Nandra. I'm proud of me too. And your hair stylist.
I'm for sure gonna go back. Every day except Saturday. Saturday is my test day. Ahhhhhhh. But I think that this yoga will help me for my tests. If what they say is true I should be more focused and not as stressed. Hope they're right.
I'm planning on going to the gym tomorrow. I'll weigh myself there too. I'm really curious if I've lost or gained anything I have no idea.
I guess my major goal for this week is to go to Yoga every day and the gym... I'm shooting realistically for 3 times at the gym this week (definitely that class on Friday that made me feel like dying for the rest of the weekend) since I'm doing the yoga. It's not even that I don't want to physically do, there's just no time.
What I ate today:
Before yoga:
- California Veggie Burger (130 calories) with some chopped up celery and some of that dill sauce on a whole wheat pita (110 calories)
- One of those chicken tenders (75)
- Light and Fit Yogurt
After yoga:
- Amy's Organic Bean Enchilada (220 calories)
= Three of those chicken tenders on a whole wheat pita with some celery and low fat dressing
- A Pink Lady Apple! OMGGGGGG da bomb
- Wayyyyy too much of the most delicious peanut butter I've ever had... probably like 8 tablespoons!
- A Rice Krispie treat
K, now I have to pass out.
Kate
"Of course her name was Nandra." SOOOOO FUNNY!!
ReplyDeleteand her armpits?? hahahhahaha!!! oh, and gross.