HungryInHyannis

Ok, I think I’m back on my routine. Last night I spent 2 hours sweating it out at the gym (750 cals burned). Although everyone claims it gets easier, I dont think thats actually true. My legs are more tired the next day and it feels like I am always either at work or at the gym. I honestly dont have a hectic life, but I dont see how people with additional responsibilities are able to make it to the gym. My coworker today said that he wakes up at 4:30a to go for a jog. He has 4 kids (ages 2-10) and thats the only time that he has to exercise. So, no real excuse for me then. 5pm est I will be back at the gym, blending in with the other 30 people running in place.

I was thinking yesterday about this article I read - In Europe there is a hotel that offers you a free dinner if you are willing to use their stationay bike for 30 minutes. The bike collects energy from peddling and powers the hotel (albeit only a little) enough to cover the cost of dinner! Now… why am I paying to go to the gym? Shouldnt they be paying me for the power I’m creating?

Although this is week 1, day 1 for me on this forum I have been steadily working on exercise and eating right over the past month, spending more then an hour 6 days a week on the cardio machines. My boyfriend has decided not to go to the gym (he doesnt like them) and works out to my old Jillian Michael 20 min workouts. Of course, he has lost about 15 lbs and I lost 5 and gained them back this weekend.

 Knowing that we were meeting with my parents in NYC for the extended weekend I diligently packed my workout clothes, made sure the hotel had some workout equipment and took a few healthy snacks. Though, I was accepting that for the long weekend I was going to have meals with everyone else and enjoy the food in NYC. The first day after a few bites I was stuffed. I went to bed and woke up at 5:30a (wide awake) and worked out for an hour in the creepy dark basement of the hotel. The second day we walked all over Manhatten and my parent’s idea of vacationing is eating their way through a place and my will power died down some. With my father’s bad back we stopped at a pub every two miles and by the next morning I had so much food in my belly I wasnt even hungry for breakfast (let alone working out). So, the next two days I didnt work out.

Now, I’m back home and trying to get into my routine once again, realizing that its not as easy as it was before. I was getting use to the feeling of an empty stomach and now that I stretched it out again, I have been hungry for the past two days straight. What gives? Also, the guilt of indulging this weekend is sitting directly on my shoulders. Reading through everyone’s details on this website I feel guilty for admitting the chocolate (last blog entry) and ice cream today. Though, fessing up to it may be the only way to stop indulging!

My goal is to tone up in the next 11 weeks (I’m going to Mexico on Thanksgiving Day) and then off for a week and tone up for 4 weeks (before heading to England for Xmas with my boyfriends family).

Ok, so…. the chocolate won today. I was sticking to my eating every two hours routine (oatmeal, yougurt, banana.. and out of no where my hand picked up the chocolate in the kitchen at work and I started eating it. Where did that come from??? I know I’m going to regret it. So, now I’m thinking ok.. so even if I go to the gym I’m just going to be working off the food that I shouldnt have eaten in the first place (let alone the weight I’m trying to lose!)