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The Revolt is Over

Long time...no see, right?  It feels like I haven't posted an entry in forever.  I missed these entries because it's a way for me reflect on how my week went and it also keeps my honest and accountable.  And, can I just say that these two week were very trying!  My goodness!  My body completely revolted against me, but you know what? I gained control, and the revolt is over.  Let me fill you in.

First up... the biometric measure test that I took on Wednesday, 8/22.  If you are new to the blog, check out the biometric page.  I also posted the full results so you can view them there.  I was aiming for 3 out of 5.  Secretly, I was hoping for 4 out of 5.  Good news was that I did make 3/5 so I will get some savings in 2013.  I am disappointed in my glucose test since I had tested within range earlier in the year.  But, I'm taking what I can get.  This is great news considering I wasn't planning on doing anything when these tests were first offered to us.  I am proud that I was able to get three vital measures down within range in 7 months.   I am definitely going to enjoy the extra money in my paycheck.  It's like a raise for being healthy. :)  Next year, I'm going 5/5!

On Wednesday, my Zen Master also suggested a way for me to reach 4 miles in an hour on the treadmill.  Run a quarter mile.  Walk a quarter mile.  At first I thought... W.T.F?!?!?  How on earth am I going to do that?  Well, my body did it.  I didn't make 4 miles, but I did reach 3.9/hour.  My body paid for it after.  I hurt so bad.  But, I was also happy because I was able to run a quarter mile.

Next up... Pittsburgh trip.  It started off great.  I was having a lot of fun and enjoying myself.  On the eve of my birthday, I ate a Chicken Caesar salad... which pretty much took me out of commission ON my birthday and for several days after.  Something in that salad did not agree with my body, and it rebelled...EVERYWHERE!  Getting food poisoning is not the ideal way to lose weight, and in case you're wondering if I did lose... NOPE.  I'm glad too.  I definitely don't want to lose weight that way.  So, to sum it up, birthday is definitely postponed to another day. I'm going to just act like it didn't happen... although it did.

Getting sick was really unfortunate, and I was certainly worried.  I had already decided to take more than one day off during my birthday break, and I was concerned about how that would affect my body when I decided to start again. I haven't gone more than one day without working out so it was troublesome for me think about.  Now, with my illness, I ended up not working out for a whole WEEK.  It was EIGHT days to be exact. 

I wanted to make sure by body was ready because I was so weak.  So, on Friday I told myself I'd do Zumba.  At first, I was wheezing a bit.  No joke.  But by the second song, I got my wind back and completed my normal 1 hour routine.  My knees hurt later in the day, but I just made sure to rest and drink plenty of water.  I also decided that I was doing to walk/run on Saturday.

I was feeling ambitious this morning so I did the quarter mile intervals again.  AND I rocked it.  I didn't get 4 miles/hour, but I did finish with my best outdoor run time to date.  In fact, I was running .3 mile intervals in the tail end of my run.  So, my conclusion... I'm not winded, and I can run for longer intervals.  .3 will turn into .5 and so on. 

So, after all that body drama, what did the scale say?  I lost 0.2 pounds.  How do I feel about that?  I really don't know.  It was my birthday.  I was celebrating.  Was I recording everything?  Absolutely not.  Was I eating absolutely crazy?  No.  Did I have birthday cake and birthday ice cream cake?  Yes.  Was it ridiculous pieces?  No.  So, I say these last two weeks were a wash.  My body was doing whatever the hell it wanted, and I'm taking control back.  I'm tried to sitting in one place, and I've been in one place for almost a month.  Body, you better listen up.  I'm taking control back.  Get ready.  It's Payback time.


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