Living up to My Name

Well, I must admit this is only the second workout. I am aiming for three times a week to start out with. My first kettle bell workout made me realize that I am pathetically weak. I have navigated the stages of grieving my imagined strength, and have come to grips with it, and then I went out and bought myself a 10lb kettle bell at the local Walmart (sorry to support child labor mom!).

I was actually able to complete this workout. Was it challenging...? Not as challenging as it could have been, but that may not have been a bad thing. I apparently need to ease my way in.

I am attempting to bake a chicken in the oven as we speak. I thought it was done almost an hour ago, and took it out to cool before my husband got home. I used a meat thermometer and everything! However, the chicken was clearly not done when I cut into the thigh (also got the meat thermometer at Walmart...hmmm...).

So, now I am munching on dried mangoes while waiting for the chicken to actually cook up--and the mangoes are coated with sugar. The primal cheater lives on!!

Day 1: Wow I suck at this!

So, I'd like to say that I started the day off exhilerated and ready to take on my kettlebell health day, but I'd be lying. I actually felt more like this: 

But I champed it out. I had lunch at Panera and stuck to a salad, and had some crazy ground turkey and peas concoction for dinner. I did cheat, earning my blog title honestly, with a starbucks mocha (but I asked for less syrup...that's growth, right??).

As far as the workout, my husband, the great motivator, mocked me into actually taking on the whole basic kettlebell workout (which still fit into the time slot of a standard sitcom!!). I think I will get much better with my form as time goes on, but I'd say, for a beginner, I champed it out with minimal complaining. :)

Round one: ME!! (but barely)

Day Zero: Prep Day

We've all heard the old saying "today is the first day of the rest of your life," right? Well, as a true lazy and unmotivated person, I am pretending that tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life. Today, then, is the day that I prepare for that life.

Yesterday, I bought myself a 26 pound kettle bell (at the suggestion of my husband, who may have more confidence in my athletic prowess than I deserve) and some fancy pink weight-lifting gloves (because accessories are important).

Today, I will I clean out all of the bad foods in my house--by finishing off all the ice cream and holiday candy in one binge-filled afternoon, and probably making myself a fully-loaded gluten-free pizza for dinner (yes...wheat is the worst of my many allergies!!).

My husband is the motivated one. He started his health kick right after our wedding (in December of '09) and I was the devil on his shoulder saying things like "let's get Mexican!" or "mmmmm...peppermint mocha." He has completed one round of P90x...I completed one week. He worked with the TacFit Commando until injured and now is finishing his first Kettle Bell cycle and sticking pretty closely to his Paleo diet, and is down 25 pounds. I, on the other hand, have maintained my short  and sporadic stints at the gym... and my extra 30-35 pounds.

What can I say? I love food. I love TV. And I have very little self-motivation.

That all changes now.

Now I am holding myself accountable to you, the reader. I am going to catalogue my progress (or lack thereof) here for all of you.

If anyone want to join me on this quest, leave me a comment!