Hey friends. Thanks for letting me rant yesterday — not gonna lie, I feel better already just knowing that I’m not alone in being frustrated with the scale not budging. Misery does love itself some company, heh.
Anyway, I’m trying not to stay too long at my own pity party. Onward, right? My super big and impressive plan at this point is… to just keep on doing what I’ve been doing, as many of you have recommended. Like I said yesterday, I do know that I’ve got a lot of good things going on here. So I’m just going to try to stay off the scale for now, and instead concentrate on how I’m feeling. You know, focus on improving my form when I work out, getting stronger, and we’ll see how things look in another week or so.
Oh, and for those who were asking, yep, I did take measurements when I started P90. The program recommends re-checking your measurements and weight every 30 days, so we’ll see if I can hold out that long, or if I crack and measure myself earlier, haha.
So, speaking of P90, as you know, working out more than, like, once a week, is kind of a big deal for me. And incorporating a daily workout into my schedule has definitely been a learning experience. I am super lucky in that my (awesome) job with Yelp is a work-from-home position, which means I’ve got a much more flexible schedule than most folks who work a standard 9-5. So the great thing is that I have pretty much the entire day to workout. Of course, the not so great thing is… that I have the entire day to work out.
See, without the schedule regularity that comes with having to report to an office, my night owl tendencies take over. I think my internal clock is just permanently set to West Coast time.(For example, I’m writing this post at 1:30 AM.) So I tend to stay up late working on stuff, and then sleep in until I either wake up naturally, unless I have a specific reason to get up.
Usually this is a call or a meeting that I have set up for the following morning, in which case I’ll set my alarm for juuuuust early enough to be able to get ready. So if I have a 9:00 AM call, for example, I probably am not getting out of bed before 8:30. If I have a 10:00 AM meeting, I’m probably peeling myself out from under the covers around 9:00, and then it’s just a wild flurry of showering and schnauzer feeding and applying makeup and donning mismatched clothing as I race out the door by 9:30. What can I say, I like to live on the edge?
Anyway, all of that is meant to illustrate the fact that I very rarely exercise the discipline to wake up early enough to accomplish anything other than the basic stuff I need to do to get ready before beginning my workday. So, as you can imagine, operating on a schedule like that means that working out tends to get pushed into the late afternoon or evening, when I have time again. Or, like in yesterday’s case, when my entire day suddenly found itself filled by an accidentally super-long nap (I was apparently one of the few non-government-employed folks who had MLK Day off from work), I didn’t work out until like 10 PM. Whoops.
And hey, that’s one great thing about choosing to do a home workout program — it is just there waiting for me at all times, ready to go whenever I get around to pressing play. I can literally work out whenever. Of course, they do say that working out later at night isn’t great because it ramps your body up too much before sleeping, but since I usually don’t fall asleep until the wee hours of the morning anyway, I’m not that concerned about it, haha.
I know there are tons of people who hit the gym after work, or get their workout in over their lunch break, so it’s not like I’m doing anything groundbreaking by not always working out first thing in the morning. But the thing is, I’m finding that on the days when I do manage to get my sweat on in the AM, I honestly feel like I have “better” days overall. Exercising first thing makes me feel so accomplished heading into the rest of my day. And I’d like to think that it helps inform my food choices as well, leading me to make healthier choices throughout the day because I’ve already been in a nice, sweaty mindset from the beginning.
Anyway, I guess I should just revel in the continued shock that comes with the fact that I’ve even made it through 16 days of active fitness and working out, regardless of the time at which I manage to do so. I mean, I used to spend more time actively talking myself out of going to the gym than I ever did actually working out. It would go something like this:
“Okay, you need to go to the gym. Just workout for half an hour, and you’ll be done. Or, well, I mean, sure, it’s only 30 minutes of actually working out, but once your factor in getting dressed, getting into the car, driving to the gym, finding a parking spot, walking inside, coming home, taking a shower, and getting dressed again for the day, it’s way more time than that. Maybe I should just skip it…”
Yeah, pretty pathetic, I know. But, hey, I am really, really good at talking myself out of working out. Which is, again, why I am so magical and amazing for having stuck it out with P90 even just this far, hahaha. As long as I’m doing it at some point every day — be it 10 AM or 10 PM — I still consider it a win.
It was actually being down in Macon and spending time with my sister that really helped put things into perspective for me when it comes to being able to fit working out into my daily schedule. My sister Jenny manages to do so much with her day, always including working out (she teaches fitness classes) and handling my niece Mia. She makes it seem so reasonable to hit the gym for an hour, especially when you do it first thing in the morning, because you still have your entire day ahead of you once you’re done! Meanwhile, I’ve spent the majority of my life totally clueless as to how to make the most of my day. (“Aw man, I only have time to watch five more episodes of Gilmore Girls in a row today, where did the day go?!)
Anyway, all of this rambling is meant to say that I am going to try and start making more of an effort to organize my mornings so that I can take care of my workout in the AM. Because it does feel pretty good starting my day off that way, and I’m all about doing things that make me feel good about the fact that I’m willingly sweating on a daily basis. I’m even setting an alarm for the mornings again! (You guys probably hate me so much after reading this post, hahahaha.)
When do you tend to work out? Is it by choice or by necessity?