Week 6 Progress Report

WEIGHT: 148.8

WEEKLY NET CHANGE: -2.4 lbs

TOTAL WEIGHT LOSS SO FAR: 11.8 pounds

Yippie! Hooray! Boom!

Cheater.

Well. I did it.

I cheated. 

For the first time in 5 weeks, I ditched my little Fitness Pal and just consumed. It was awful. I feel so incredibly guilty. 

And what was this food that was so tempting?  What tasty morsel could have been so appealing that it overcame my iron will?  Filet mignion? Fettuccini Alfredo? Buffalo chicken? 

No. No. And no.

Fucking Pizza Rolls.  PIZZA ROLLS.  

They are disgusting!!! What was I thinking!?  If I am gonna go off the wagon it should AT LEAST be for something that contains more natural ingredients than man-made ones. 

Now I am doubly upset: upset that I caved to temptation and upset that I didn't at least use the opportunity to eat something I actually love.

Grr.

The good news is that I DID walk over 8 miles yesterday and my weight remains stable at 149.4 for now.

I will now go walk 10 miles and jump right back on the wagon. 

Pizza rolls. 

Really. 

New WOPstyle

Okay, let me begin by apologizing for the length of time between posts.  I haven't given up!  Quite the contrary, actually.   I have been really, really busy getting into this new "workout people" lifestyle. WOPstyle.

First, some stats:

Um, moment to celebrate this, please.

See!  I told you that I wasn't cheating.  I swear, I was so good this week.  Even though it was incredibly frustrating having to report a -0.4 pound change for the week, I take back all of the F bombs I dropped in the Weekly Progress Report.





I attribute this awesome weigh-in to my new WOPstyle.  Seriously, the only person who has been hustlin' more than me this week is Miley Cyrus's PR person.



I've been killing it with the walking/jogging (okay, pretty much only walking....but it's getting the job done).  My goal is to get to 30 miles per week and to do at least some walking every day.

Obviously, I am very concerned with trying to make this a lifelong change and not just some silly thing that I do for this blog.  I truly believe that the key to making this a WOPstyle is enjoying it.

Imagine that.....enjoying life and getting thinner while doing it.

This makes a total of 11.2 pounds lost since starting the blog.  This also technically means that I owe myself a treat.  But honestly, I am just so happy to see the progress that I don't really feel the need to get myself a treat.  Maybe I'll get myself some more WOP gear.  I'm gonna need it. =)

I have a lot more to say about how I hope to make this WOPstyle a permanent change, but I have to go now.

I'm running another 5k this morning.

Not kidding.

Week 5 Progress Report

WEIGHT: 151.2
WEEKLY NET CHANGE: -0.4 lbs.

What.

The.

Fuck!??????



Pardon my French.  But WHATTHEFUCK!?!??!?!??

I have been so good......like, SO good.

I've worked out every single day for at least an hour (some days 2)!  Alright, I skipped one time on Thursday, but otherwise I've worked out every day.

And I haven't exceeded 1300 calories....except once when I went to, like, 1450.

Still, those two teeny tiny indiscretions aside, this week should have been golden.

It's another Damaran. 

I'm gonna go cry now.

MILESTONE!

Today, a coworker noticed that I've lost weight.

That is all.

WOP Culture

Well, I did it!  First 5k done and done. 

I am a little disappointed in myself for walking the whole time except for the very end, but all in all I think it was an excellent way to ease into WOP culture.

A recap:

The H, Madame, and three other friends making their debut to the blog (let's call them Middleton, Eastergard, and Pinata) and I all arrived at the start of the 5k.  Immediately, I noticed--and very much enjoyed--the fact that most people in attendance tended to fall into 1 of 5 subcategories of WOP culture.  It turns out, not all WOPs are created equal.  

We'll do a brief rundown of each type:

1)  The Hardcores
These are the folks that I have a hard time believing are actually well-liked by anyone outside of the WOP world.  They are perfectly toned and are most likely going to run the race shirtless. They have every intention of completing all 5 of the k's at a full sprint.   They will trample a grandmother for a chance to start the race at the very front of the line.   They'll circle back around the route after already completing the race because, to them, a 5k is like a before dinner drink--it's just priming the pumps for the real workout later.  



However, even though The Hardcores are more than adequately prepared to physically run the thing, I imagine that psychologically the 5k must have been pretty tough for these folks because they actually have a chance of winning it.  The rest of the groups are there for a sense of personal achievement.  The Hardcores are there for the "W."  I wish I had stuck around afterwards to see the look on the face of the person who came in second place.  I am sure it was priceless.

2) The Pitifuls 
On the completely opposite end of the spectrum are The Pitifuls.  Just as you might see The Hardcores and think, "What are you doing here? Don't you have an Olympics or something to train for?!" you might see The Pitifuls and think "What are you doing here?  Does the hospital staff know you're out of bed?!"

There was actually a person there who completed the race on crutches.   Crutches!   There was also a lady who had to be, like, 10 months pregnant. And a chick with her arm in a cast. And a man who was about 100 years old.   And a 350 pound lady.



But I gotta say, The Pitifuls are absolutely the most inspiring and incredible of all of the subgroups of WOPs.   At first glance, you look at them and think, "You don't have a chance!"  But I am here to say that each and every one of the aforementioned "pitifuls"  kicked this blogger's ass and finished before me---well, except for the girl in the cast....I inched past her at the 11th hour.   But the point is, this is a group that's easy to stereotype and write off as not being able to do it.....and they prove the stereotype wrong.  And if they can do it, SO CAN I.

3) The Normal WOPs

This is the group that I am just not quite part of yet and to which I aspire to become.  They basically can jog the whole thing or jog most of it with breaks.   They've got great running shoes; usually in a bright color. I like to think they bust out a particularly colorful pair for races and save the more boring ones for training.   They're exactly who you'd expect to see at a charity 5k.  They probably have either done or are working up to a marathon or a half marathon.   They were probably athletes in high school and never got out of the habit of working out.





4) The Used-To-Bes
Speaking of people who were athletes in high school, another category of WOPs are the Used-To-Bes.  These are folks who either were athletes in high school and they've gotten out of the habit of working out or people who used to train for marathons or 5ks years ago, but who've been out of the saddle for a really long time.  

These guys are TOTALLY gonna kill the 5k right after these beers.

You can tell who these people are by their cocky attitude and by the fact that they begin the race at a sprightly running pace and within 3 minutes (maybe 5 if they're lucky) they are clutching their sides and walking it out and cursing the heavens swearing that they'll do better next time.  After the race, they'll have a terrific excuse for their poor performance.

5) The Posers
I think this is the group I fall into at this point.   These are the people who have not adequately trained for the race, but who are there for a vast array of miscellaneous reasons.  Maybe they showed up because all their friends were going and they didn't wanna be left out (you can tell by the fact that they showed up in flip flops).   Maybe it's a work thing.  Maybe they're curious about this whole WOP culture thing and they wanted to dive in head first.  Maybe they're just crazy.    But you can tell who they are because they will usually walk the whole thing.  Or walk part of it and then give up and head back to the finish line to enjoy the free beer.

Anyway, all told, I think that each of us who went fell somewhere along this spectrum of WOP culture.  But all snarkiness aside, we each had a great time and felt good about doing something healthy on a Saturday night.

I think I could really get into this WOP culture thing.

Pure Barre. Pure Clench.

So yesterday was one of the weirder Fridays I've experienced in a while.

Instead of enjoying a post-work Happy Hour like a normal person, I joined a couple friends at a Pure Barre class after a long walk.

Pure Barre is the yuppie exercise craze du jour.  I was fortunate enough to get to attend this class for free with a friend who is a member.  I am now beginning to rethink this friendship because anyone who can stand doing more than 1 of these classes has got to be certifiably insane.

Now, I can understand how a sane person could be lured into going to one of these classes. After all, it's advertised as a cross between ballet barre, yoga, and pilates.   Sounds fine, right?

WRONG.

Pure Barre is actually 55 minutes during which you're instructed to clench your ass as tightly as you can.  That's it.  The clenching is punctuated by a tiny little woman screaming "Just press!" "Squeeze" and "Tuck!"  Oh, and at one point they asked me to do a full body push up. While clenching.

It's that simple and that miserable.    Ya know who else clenches their asses as tightly as they can for hours on end?  Drug mules.   I now feel like I am adequately trained to be a drug mule.   If anyone out there is looking for someone to "Just Press" "Squeeze" or "Tuck" a couple grams of heroin across the Mexican border, I'm your girl.

So, as much as I enjoy the idea of having a Friday workout in lieu of Happy Hour, I don't think the Pure Clench is going to be my thing.

However, I've gotta say I must have done something right yesterday because here we are:  a new low!  Yippie.

Now I am off to nurse my sore clenching muscles before tonight's 5k!  Wish me luck!