Hey, remember that old blast-from-the-past graphic? It’s been a while.
Today I officially kick off Project Recovery.
The last year has been quite the rollercoaster for my body. About this time last year we were in the gym daily. I had decent cardiovascular health (you know, “considering”). I was able to do a full unassisted pullup (and 3x5 assisted). I even wore actual “workout clothes” in public.
Then I got pregnant, and my body was occupied, in every sense of the word, with another human person’s well-being. Didn’t go to the gym. Didn’t skip a chance for cake. Don’t regret a single thing.
Then Baby G is born and fuhggeduhboutit, I’m not going to the stinking gym. I’ve got a newborn to tend to, hours of sleep to catch up on, and oh yeah, a whole house to move.
Now we’re here, Baby G is turning 4 months old, and it’s time to start recovering from the last 12ish months. I went to the gym on Monday and it was brutal. Seriously embarrassing how far I regressed.
For the newbs around here, I’m going to recap my personal health and wellness philosophies. So we’re all on the same page.
, I don’t weigh myself. I weighed while I was pregnant, but not any other time. Weight isn’t a goal for me, it’s a symptom, a side-effect of habits and lifestyle.
, Everything in moderation. I eat to support my goals – which means protein and vegetables, for sure – but I also eat what I can, when I can, and sometimes that’s a fast bowl of ramen during a 45 minute Baby G catnap. And I don’t cut out foods I enjoy. I don’t eat cookies for breakfast. But if I want some hot chocolate or some ice cream or some popcorn, I eat it. And I always eat the cake. That’s a given.
, Exercise should be enjoyable and efficient. I’m not going for glamour muscle definition (there’s nothing wrong with that, but it’s not my goal) I’m just wanting to improve my health. So I do the exercises I enjoy that support that goal. If I don’t enjoy it or it doesn’t support my goal, I don’t do it. Simple as that.
, Sleep is important. It’s also not my strongest point right now. But ya need sleep.
So, yeah, that’s where I’m coming from. I just used the chili peppers because I thought they were cute.
So, HSAT, what are my goals for the next 90 days?
- Do a full unassisted pullup.
- Be able to wear a pair of jeans I already own, no rubber band, no overly-baggy t-shirt.
- Deadlift 70 lbs
So, how am I going to achieve these goals?
*Get checked out by my doctor. I need a good eval because I haven’t been since since Baby G was born.
*Measure myself every week, to track progress. I prefer measurements because, unlike weight and the BMI scale, there’s a pretty hard-and-fast standard for a healthy waistline. Also, women’s weight can fluctuate as much as 5 lbs a day due to hormones and water weight. I don’t need that kind of stress in my life.
*Go to the gym 3 times a week, minimum. Three days of resistance training a week (upper body press, upper body pull, lower body press, lower body pull) is perfectly suitable for my goals. Doing 20-30 minutes of cardio 3 times a week is a minimum, ideally as high as 5. I don’t like going to the gym every day, but I can always do stuff here.
*SLEEP. Get as much sleep as possible. Bodies need sleep.
*EAT THE FOOD. I’ve already used health-calc to establish how many calories I need to maintain a healthy weight at a realistic level of activity. (Hint: it’s more than 1200 a day) Having a pretty new grill will help with this. I love grilled food. I also love fried food. But thankfully, I also love grilled food.
*Take my meds. Before I got pregnant, they put me on different blood pressure meds that would be safe for the baby. My BP was only okay. While I was pregnant, it was ideal. Now we’re back to “could be better.” So I can improve my numbers somewhat by losing belly fat.
So, yeah, there you have it. A good outline of my plan for the next 90 days. That puts us right at the New Year. And don’t worry, this won’t turn into a weekly feature by any means. But I’m going to weigh and take pictures for myself. And I’ll probably do a little check-in here at the beginning of every month, just for accountability.
So that’s the story. And I’m ready. I’m ready to have more than a few clothes that fit. I’m ready to not hesitate to pick something up. I’m ready to see and feel steady good numbers when I go to the doctor.
And I’m excited! Anyone else looking to get trimmer for those Christmas Card pictures?