This morning as I weighed myself, and I realized I pretty much ended up the year where I started. Jan. 1, 2013, I weighed 157.2. Today I weighed 155.4. My low for the year was 148.4 on April 4. I hit the upper 140's in March, bounced around 149-151 through mid June, then slowly gained a few pounds and have been bouncing around 155 since October.
I am so much more comfortable in my skin and clothes in the 148 range. It's crazy how much difference 7 pounds makes. In the old TOPS days, we'd say 1 pound is 4 sticks of butter. So I guess if you think of 7 pounds as 28 sticks of butter, then yeah, 7 pounds can make a big difference. At around 148, size 8s are comfy. At 155, size 8s are iffy and I'm really more a size 10 (new Levi's I bought are 10s, they fit well, not tight, but not loose). Medium tops fit at either weight, but definitely more comfy at a lower weight.
And while the scale is the same, I'm afraid my body mass is not. I haven't run or exercised significantly since the half marathon in February. I have no muscle tone. My legs used to look pretty good, and now they don't. I have old woman knees. I hate it.
So what to do about it?
My new workplace (which I still love) is having a fitness challenge starting in January. Normally I hate these types of things, but I'm not going to NOT participate, being the new kid. So I will and I will make it worthwhile. We will be judged on weight, body fat %, and activity points. We get a point for exercising for 20 or more minutes (we can earn one point per day, basically--we don't get more points if we exercise over 20 minutes). I really don't care if I win. I'm not competitive against anyone but myself.
I am toying with the idea of doing what Vickie did when she first started losing weight--if she was watching TV, she was on the treadmill. TV isn't my issue--it's books. I got a new Kindle Paperwhite for Christmas (LOVE!) but I am a book junkie and books are my TV. I lay around way too much at night, and end up snacking when I shouldn't be, and vegging out and escaping. Basically, my body is slowly turning to mush every night.
It will be simple to read on the TM--the Paperwhite has a built in light and a touch screen, so I don't have to find a button to turn the page, just touch the screen anywhere. But will it be easy to get home, put on yoga pants and a sports bra instead of PJs, take care of kids and housework for two hours and then get on the TM? Easy just ain't getting it done. I'm going to have to work.
I can feel my age creeping up on me, the less active I am. And seeing my aunts and mom and grandmother all together on Christmas Eve just emphasized what I'm going to look like in 5, 20, 40 years, if I don't start and continue to work my muscles and keep my weight in line.
2013 was a crazy year. When have I (or any of us) NOT had a crazy year? The last half of the year especially has been intense. I'm praying 2014 is somewhat calmer, but I'm sure it will have it's share of worries, stresses, and pain. And I want to be ready for it, mentally and physically.