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We're weighing in this Thursday for Biggest Loser II. I just went to the nurse's office to gauge how I'm doing, and I'm doing ... just OK. But it has just been a week, so I can't really beat myself up for just doing "OK."
I'm working on being kinder to myself. It's difficult to stop myself from saying negative things, but I think I get better as time passes. I was reading other members' journals on FS, and a majority of them were very brief. The shame of it is that in the briefest entries, usually they would call themselves some name: cow, loser, whatever. I think if they would only stop and think of something better about themselves, this whole weight-loss thing would be a better experience. After all, what does calling yourself a loser do anyway? All it would do to me is get frustrated and make me want to quit.
Speaking of experiences, on Facebook one of my friends from high school is talking about doing THE TOUGH MUDDER in central Texas this October. It seems to be very distant from now, but I was curious about the event, and after watching the videos and reading www.toughmudder.com, I was very excited and asked Bien if I could join his team.
The last time Bien saw me was about two years ago. I was over 240 pounds. I messaged him and told him how I've been losing weight, and how I would like to try the obstacle course for fun, and he was like, "Sure! There are four of us guys and then you. Just work on your upper body strength." He's probably laughing to himself about this. Joanne? A mudder? Really? But this is what's going to happen. Come October, I'm going to be at least ten pounds lighter than I am now, and even more fit than ever. By that month, Angel will have me running so much on that treadmill and doing all kinds of weight training that those obstacles will not be overwhelming for me.
The only problems I foresee would be my fear of heights and my inability to swim. Yes, I was born and grew up on an island. Ironically, 70 percent of the people from Guam do not know how to swim. WTH for? We have what's called a trench, dang it. That means when we go to our beaches, the water doesn't really go above our heads unless we wander way beyond the reefline. Nobody but the tourists do that, and they drown when they do. So yeah, I never felt I needed to learn how to swim. Plus, I'm fat, so I always just float along.
Um... yeah. There's one little thing. In order to participate in the Tough Mudder, I have to sign a death waiver. :) That makes me want to do it more.
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1326 kcal
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Fat: 30.36g | Prot: 62.80g | Carbs: 213.13g.
Breakfast: light soymilk, water, special k cereal. Lunch: harvest blend. Dinner: water, sugar, strawberries, special k fruit, silk soymilk light. Snacks/Other: lemon pepper tuna, spicy thai tuna, red delicious apple, water. more...
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2868 kcal
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Exercise:
Calisthenics (heavy, e.g. pushups) - 1 hour, Walking (slow) - 3/kph - 1 hour, Resting - 14 hours, Sleeping - 8 hours. more...
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