When I decided to keep up this blog once I got home from Vermont, I promised to share my challenges and my accomplishments. In the past month, I have failed in that promise. Mostly because there have been more challenges than there have been accomplishments. Today I want to dedicate myself to updating my blog much more frequently.
Since I've updated in July, I have made a huge life decision and that is to go back to school. I happened to be spending a fun day at the pool with my friend Annemarie and her 2 little ones. She was telling me how she wanted to go back to school and I made a flippant comment to the effect of, if you go back to school, so will I. The next thing I knew, I was going back to school. I am going to get my Masters of Science in Nursing Education. This is a decision I have been putting off for years. I've been out of school for 12 years. I enjoy my free time, reading whatever I want, not having to worry about papers and schoolwork. However, I have also reached a point where I realize that movement in my career requires me to get more education. Now that I have made the decision, I'm excited to get started and also a little apprehensive about what I am getting myself into.
The program I am enrolled in is an online program. I will continue to work full time in the job I have now. I am worried about how adding schoolwork to my schedule will affect my ability to exercise after work. I do not want to sacrifice my workouts to do schoolwork. Once I get started with my first class and see what the course load will be like, I am going to make a schedule to get my schoolwork done without sacrificing my exercise.
While it was a huge decision, once I made it, things seemed to move very fast. I was accepted to the program, approved for financial aid, and enrolled in my first class before I could change my mind. I'm sure that there will be plenty of times over the next 2 years that I wish I wasn't in school but I am very sure that I will be happy I did it when I am finished.
Over the past month, I feel that I have lost my path. And what path is that, you may be asking? It's my Green Mountain path. I knew this wouldn't be an easy path to stay on. It never has been, the whole 34 years of my life. Acknowledging that I've lost the path is the first step to getting back on it. Sometimes I get glimpses of that path and I know I am close to it.
Food has been a problem. At Green Mountain, we learned that we should eat what we want and not restrict or deny ourselves. Well, I seem to have taken that in the most literal form possible. I went for a time in the last month where I just didn't deny myself anything. If I wanted to eat a donut that a patient's family brought us for breakfast, I ate it. I ate it and enjoyed it. Before Green Mountain, I would have denied myself and then craved it the rest of the day. Or I would have eaten it and then felt horribly guilty the rest of the day. So I ate the donut and enjoyed it and then let it go.
When I got on a kick of making little homemade pepperoni pizzas for every dinner for an entire week, I ate them and enjoyed them. Every night. Monday through Thursday. They were good although rather nutritionally limited.
On a good hand, if I can say it is good, I ate those things and didn't feel a bit guilty about it. But there has to be some moderation there. There has to be balanced and smart choices. Green Mountain doesn't say eat a diet of junk and don't deny yourself. They say, don't deny yourself but eat a healthy, balanced diet of vegetables, fruit, whole grains, and lean meats and allow yourself to have the treats on occasion. Maybe I needed that absolute freedom to eat what I wanted and not feel bad. Maybe it was good for my mind to know that I would not deny myself what I wanted. Maybe that sounds crazy and like I'm trying to justify my lapse in good food judgement.
Now I need to step just slightly away from that absolute freedom. I need to make balanced choices. I need to stop and ask myself how much I really want that treat. I need to make sure there are vegetables and fruit in my fridge. I need to make sure there are healthy choices in my pantry. I don't want to go back to that diet mentality where I deny myself and feel miserable with every choice I make. I need to find that middle ground.
On that line of thinking, I have decided that I am going to start keeping track of my food on My Fitness Pal. I have done this in the past with some amount of success. I am not going to keep track of my food so I can count every calorie and weigh and measure everything I eat. I am going to keep track of my food to give myself accountability. If I decide on a certain day that I don't feel like tracking my food, I won't do it. On most days, especially during the weekdays, I will keep track of my food.
The way that I am talking about eating whatever I want makes it seem like I must have gained 10 pounds or more over the last month. I am happy to say that is not the case.
On to exercise. I feel like I am writing a confessional. Exercise has been my usual lack of consistency. Some good weeks and some not so good weeks. I definitely had 2 weeks straight that I came home from work and sat down on the couch (or my bed) and ended up waking up an hour later after I took a nap. I guess for some reason my body needed more rest and I gave it what it needed. However, I also had some good weeks where I got in 2 or 3 days of workouts after work. I have let my strength training fall to the wayside and want very much to find a way to get that back into my exercise routine.
I have had the pleasure of reconnecting with one of my Green Mountain friends that lives in the DC area. We have met up a couple of times to play tennis. We try for every Thursday but our schedules, being what they are, haven't always worked out. Playing tennis with her is fun because we have a similar level of skill. That is to say, we both need some practice. We have a great time, chat the whole time we are playing, and get in some great exercise.
Talking about tennis, I have found a form of exercise that I really enjoy. My boyfriend and I play tennis frequently on the weekends. I have no formal training and I will admit that I play tennis rather poorly. I'm hoping that I improve with practice. But I enjoy it and isn't that what matters.
In the past week, I decided to restart the Couch 2 5K app on my phone. I have tried to do this training program for running in the past and have never successfully completed it past the second week. Like I said, consistency has always been my problem. Apparently my motivation to pick up training to run has rubbed off on my Green Mountain BFF Beth. After a few text messages from her, we've decided to train together. In a figurative way, of course, considering she is in Denver and I am in DC. Along with Beth's sister, we decided to sign up for a 5K in Boston in 10 weeks, the last of October.
Now I know that for some of my friends out there who have completed half and full marathons, a 5K may sound like a small goal. However, our goal is to run the whole 5K. I have never been able to run more than a mile at a time and that was quite a few years ago.
I bought new running shoes today. Those new shoes are my way of taking this step seriously. Day 3 of week 1 is tomorrow.
These shoes were made for running