I finally broke down and actually weight and measured myself yesterday. According to Wii Fit, I weigh in at about 212 pounds. Better than I thought it would be. More than I weighed the day I delivered my just under 10 pound son....13 1/2 years ago.
And the measurements are....
L arm--15 R arm--15.5
L thigh--27.5 R thigh--28
Waist--45 Hips--46.5
Bust (with sports bra)--44
So there we have it. My BMI is around 34. Obese. We knew that. My waist to hip ratio is .95 and indicates an increased risk for heart disease. I knew that, too.
Today marks the 5th day since I have started the plank and squat challenge. So far so good. I have actually been doing the challenge everyday. Yesterday I added the pushup and tri dip challenge as well. I have very strong legs, but my arm strength leaves something to be desired. Today I also did the Zumba World Party on Xbox Kinect. That game is great! I was dripping in sweat when I was finished.
This post is blasé. I apologize for that. Really, I just wanted to post my weight and measurements and say, yes, I am working on it.
Everyone has to start somewhere. Now we now where I'm starting.
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Someday is finally here
I have always said that I would write a blog someday. I always knew I would call it "Practice what I teach." Someday is here....
A brief description, I am certified to teach Health and Physical Education. I know all about how to live a healthy lifestyle and I trulyenjoy LOVE to teach kids how to live a healthy and active lifestyle. Especially middle school kids. Someone once told me that the middle school years are our last best chance. I couldn't agree more.
Then there's my personal life. I am a wife and a mom. Due to some extenuating circumstances, my life has been extremelystressful eventful. But I honestly wouldn't change much. I love my boys and I love my husband. Sure, there are some things I wish were different, but doesn't everybody feel that way sometimes?
And here's the kicker.... I. AM. OBESE.
There, I said it. I am fat. About 220 pounds, making me about 80 pounds overweight. That's honestly the first time I have ever looked at in the amount of pounds overweight. To say that I am sitting here shocked would be an understatement.
I wasn't always a big girl. And I don't have a sob story that led me to become this way. Yes, I was sexually abused as a small child. I was 5. I don't remember it. It affected my life, but not to the point that I wanted to make myself unlovable. Most of the time, I never even thought about it. My mother struggled with her weight while I was growing up. She never projected her concerns on to me. At least, not that I ever took notice to. So, no sob story, no difficult childhood. Just a regular girl who played basketball and enjoyed being in the school musicals and relished in the attention her body got her. And when I met my husband, I was a healthy 140 pounds and wore a size 9 in Juniors.
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A few days later, I was subbing for the Health and Physical Education teacher in one of the districts I work in and I was reading an article in Shape magazine. The article mentioned that a person should eat a serving of fruits or vegetables at every meal and snack. I read this article while I was eating my lunch--a shorty American hoagie, baked sour cream and onion chips, a soft pretzel, lemonade iced tea and some kind of chocolate. Healthy meal for the health teacher, right? I read the article and I thought, "I'm lucky if I eat one serving in a day, let alone five in a day!"
Then there is Fitbit. My husband got it for me for Christmas. It was one of 2 things I really wanted. Wearing the Fitbit showed me that I barely made 7,000 steps a day, let alone the suggested 10,000. In the month that I have been wearing it, I have only hit 10,000 steps twice. You read that right. Twice. The push from Fitbit doesn't stop there. My brother's girlfriend got a Fitbit, too. Hers just arrived last week, so she's still new to the Fitbit world. On her first full day of wearing her Fitbit, E hit over 15,000 steps. Yes, you read that right as well. I tried to make the excuse that she's chasing around my 3 year old nephew all day and my 4 year old nephew for half the day, but really, I doubt that's the only reason she hit 15,000 steps. Especially since she had 56 active minutes.
Finally, there's me. I have been quite aware of my binge eating tendencies for some time now. Especially if there are devil food crumb donuts in the house or home baked cupcakes. I do so well during the day--an apple and peanut butter and string cheese for lunch and almonds and dark chocolate chips for a snack--and then when I get home from work, nine Chips Ahoy end up in my stomach. I was thinking about this last night as I snuck my second cupcake while my husband was working on the computers. I know I have a problem, but it is so embarrassing and heartbreaking to admit. Of course, I ate a third cupcake when we had dessert that night. And while I thought about how delicious it tasted, I also thought about how sick I was making myself,mentally and physically.
So, Someday has finally arrived and I have finally started the blog that I have always said I was going to write. I also managed to start the 30 day plank challenge and the 30 day squat challenge last night, which is better than not doing anything at all right?
E and I have 2 mud events coming up in the next few months. It's time I get it together! It is time I begin to practice what I teach!
A brief description, I am certified to teach Health and Physical Education. I know all about how to live a healthy lifestyle and I truly
Then there's my personal life. I am a wife and a mom. Due to some extenuating circumstances, my life has been extremely
And here's the kicker.... I. AM. OBESE.
There, I said it. I am fat. About 220 pounds, making me about 80 pounds overweight. That's honestly the first time I have ever looked at in the amount of pounds overweight. To say that I am sitting here shocked would be an understatement.
I wasn't always a big girl. And I don't have a sob story that led me to become this way. Yes, I was sexually abused as a small child. I was 5. I don't remember it. It affected my life, but not to the point that I wanted to make myself unlovable. Most of the time, I never even thought about it. My mother struggled with her weight while I was growing up. She never projected her concerns on to me. At least, not that I ever took notice to. So, no sob story, no difficult childhood. Just a regular girl who played basketball and enjoyed being in the school musicals and relished in the attention her body got her. And when I met my husband, I was a healthy 140 pounds and wore a size 9 in Juniors.
So, how did we get to Someday?
A good friend of mine got engaged a week ago today. I couldn't be more happy for her. Honestly. She deserves to be happy more than anybody I know. Plus, I am very happily married. We were talking about her ring and she was concerned about the size. She was asking me questions about how it should fit and I had to tell her that, in all honestly, I have not been able to take off my ring for years. If I soap it up really well, I might be able to get it off, but even then, I don't know.
A few days later, I was subbing for the Health and Physical Education teacher in one of the districts I work in and I was reading an article in Shape magazine. The article mentioned that a person should eat a serving of fruits or vegetables at every meal and snack. I read this article while I was eating my lunch--a shorty American hoagie, baked sour cream and onion chips, a soft pretzel, lemonade iced tea and some kind of chocolate. Healthy meal for the health teacher, right? I read the article and I thought, "I'm lucky if I eat one serving in a day, let alone five in a day!"
Then there is Fitbit. My husband got it for me for Christmas. It was one of 2 things I really wanted. Wearing the Fitbit showed me that I barely made 7,000 steps a day, let alone the suggested 10,000. In the month that I have been wearing it, I have only hit 10,000 steps twice. You read that right. Twice. The push from Fitbit doesn't stop there. My brother's girlfriend got a Fitbit, too. Hers just arrived last week, so she's still new to the Fitbit world. On her first full day of wearing her Fitbit, E hit over 15,000 steps. Yes, you read that right as well. I tried to make the excuse that she's chasing around my 3 year old nephew all day and my 4 year old nephew for half the day, but really, I doubt that's the only reason she hit 15,000 steps. Especially since she had 56 active minutes.
Finally, there's me. I have been quite aware of my binge eating tendencies for some time now. Especially if there are devil food crumb donuts in the house or home baked cupcakes. I do so well during the day--an apple and peanut butter and string cheese for lunch and almonds and dark chocolate chips for a snack--and then when I get home from work, nine Chips Ahoy end up in my stomach. I was thinking about this last night as I snuck my second cupcake while my husband was working on the computers. I know I have a problem, but it is so embarrassing and heartbreaking to admit. Of course, I ate a third cupcake when we had dessert that night. And while I thought about how delicious it tasted, I also thought about how sick I was making myself,
So, Someday has finally arrived and I have finally started the blog that I have always said I was going to write. I also managed to start the 30 day plank challenge and the 30 day squat challenge last night, which is better than not doing anything at all right?
E and I have 2 mud events coming up in the next few months. It's time I get it together! It is time I begin to practice what I teach!
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