Several days late, but still counting down and keeping tabs.
Yay! 3 months till my birthday. I feel like a little kid I'm so excited. Kinda like how Kirby has been constantly talking about his own birthday since Bennett had his...what presents he wants, what he wants to do, who's invited (about 90% of who live in the States and will certainly not be making that trip). Since I'm such a loving mother I have reminded him countless time that my Birthday is first. :) But really this BIG birthday seems so exciting to me. I love milestones!
Anyway. The last month wasn't my best. The time between Thanksgiving and Christmas was less than stellar in my efforts to eat well and exercise. I did not gain weight at all, just maintained where I was at the end of 2 months. So considering the time of year and the fact that junk food became almost the only food group I was eating I felt it went ok.
But here we are at the last 90 day push and to do it up right we (Stan has decided to join me the days he isn't traveling) are doing P90X. First two days went surprisingly smoothly. I wasn't a hero in that I did it all perfectly but I at least tried each exercise. And felt energized the rest of the day. We've both been working hard to drink plenty of water (I'm going above what is recommended in hopes to keep up my milk supply and as an added bonus I get to reconnect with my old friend, the bathroom, at least every hour) and have adjusted our eating. All junk food, with the exception of the unopened packages of peanut butter cups and butterfinger minis that were sent to us in our Christmas boxes...I'm not so unreasonable as to get rid of treats that we can't buy here, is gone. The boys have a few things of cookies in their snack bucket but Stan and I have stocked up on dried fruit, yogurt, fresh fruit and veggies to snack on. And I didn't buy a single can of Coke Zero this week. I almost couldn't believe my self control. I figure if I want one bad enough to make a special trip out to get it then I will treat myself.
Unfortunately last night I woke up in the middle of the night with that nagging back pain that I get every six months or so. NOT what I had on my agenda. I refuse to let this stop my momentum. I didn't get up this morning to exercise with Stan, instead I laid in bed with my makeshift heating pad strapped around me--an electric hand warmer stuck down in the support they gave me to wear after my c-section...it works. I'm already feeling a bit better and plan to get out and walk a bit this afternoon and hopefully do the stretch x afterward. Tomorrow we are scheduled to do yoga x so I'm hoping to be able to handle that, if not all the way, partially.
So, 15 more lbs to go. Since I kinda took a month off I'm not as far ahead as I had hoped but I'm still on schedule with the 5 lbs a month so I will do it! But really I like to think in terms of kilos cause it sounds much easier, so 2.6 kilos a month!
Pray my back is quick to heal so I can get back into this P90X. I don't want Stan to get too far ahead of me!
And if you care to know what true 'muscle confusion' is (what P90X claims is the key to the program's success) ask my body how confusing it was to go from sitting on the couch enjoying Christmas treats to hard core working out and healthy food. Maybe the back pain is a form of mutiny!
