Weigh in #8

December 29th, 2009 = 263.5lbs

February 20th, 2010 = 244.4lbs

I lost 1.8lbs in the last week and a total of 19.1lbs.

Here is an interesting tidbit (and probably TMI), but this is the first time I didn’t gain any weight during my “girl time”. I am actually continuing to lose (as I saw the scale say 243 yesterday).

So here’s what the weekly breakdown has looked like

* Week 1 = 257.4 (-6.1)
* Week 2 = 255.0 (-2.4)
* Week 3 = 254.6 (-.4)
* Week 4 = 253.8 (-.8) *I started c25k
* Week 5 = 248.2 (-5.6)
* Week 6 = 247.2 (-1.0)
* Week 7 = 246.2 (-1.0)
* Week 8 = 244.4 (-1.8)

The numbers are slow moving but dammit if they aren’t still moving!

5 minutes of pure (insert word here)

That’s not a high five I’m giving you in my picture up there (though if I could I would). That’s me saying “I JUST RAN FOR 5 MINUTES”

Today was week #4 of c25k.

It went something like this…

* 5 minute warm up – Got that down like a pro.

*3 minute run - I had done this 6 times last week so I was confident this was going to go fine. This came and went faster than I had anticipated the first time around.

*90 second walk – again pro like!

*5 minute run – So here we go…I kept it real slow. 3 minutes I knew I could do. 5 minutes I just don’t know. I did the same thing as I did during my first 3 minute attempt and picked a spot way in the distant and focused. I kept the music down low so that I could hear the water, the seagulls and the trains and still hear when Robert (podcast man) so mercifully tells me it’s over. I try and keep my mind clear of any thoughts about what is happening to my body (cause it has a way of trying to cheat me out of doing something) and keep my breathing slow and monitored. 5 minutes later, Robert’s voice tells me it’s time to walk and for the first time in my life I have just run for 5 minutes. I cry (as I seen to be doing this a lot during this program) but don’t feel bad about it. The first time I cried (during week 1) it was because I hated being fat. This morning I cried because I didn’t give up.

*2.5 minutes walk – someone should give me a medal for my pro like walking!

*3 minute run – Now this is starting to feel easy. I just ran 5 minutes!!

*90 second walk – no need to explain.

*5 minute run – Slow and steady. Breathing in, breathing out. Tired = yes. Giving up = no. I’m not running very fast but I’m still running. The sun is rising. The mountains look beautiful. This 5 minutes is about making good choices. It’s about leaving behind the old Tara and finding the girl I’m supposed to be. It’s about moving more and eating less. The last minute is tough. I feel myself slowing way down. I give myself a little pep talk (“Run like you know what your doing or at least fake it for the last minute”) and keep going.

It’s over.

To celebrate, I walked my dogs for an hour!

As a reward for my hard work, the scale decided to say 242 for the first time in FOREVER! But I’m not counting that number just yet…