The Weigh It Is

Guess what I did? February 21, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — Billie @ 12:12 pm

Tonight I went to the boy scout banquet. Because there were many awards to be given out,  the elementary school gym was partitioned so the little kids could play basketball and not have to sit for such a long time. I went over to keep an eye on the kids and ended up shooting some hoops, in a rather athletic fashion!! I was dribbling, pivoting, and shooting the ball (with actual correct form, for the first time ever, instead of just my wild chest throws). I wish you could see my direct life monitor activity graph–there are super high spurts of dark green and according to the info, I burned 196 calories in the first hour, and 242 in the second. =) Not only did I have a blast with my kids–I actually overheard one little boy say, “Get her on your team–she’s good!” (Which is a departure from the usual, “She’s fat!” )–but I also RAN. Up and down the court. Well, it was half court, really, and I don’t suppose it would be running to some people, but it was a good bit faster than I’ve ever gone on the treadmill, so yes, I would say I was running. =) SO EXCITING!!

The most exciting thing about it all, isn’t the fact that I was running, or that I was playing without feeling like I was going to drop over; the MOST exciting thing about it, is what was going on inside my head. You see, 6 months ago, I would’ve gone over to the other side of the gym and SAT, and watched the kids play.  I wouldn’t have taken my activity monitor out of my pocket and thought, “Hey, why don’t I try to get my 100% calorie burn goal today–I’m so close…”  I wouldn’t have played, because I wouldn’t have felt like doing anything but sitting. I’m not even remotely kidding about that.

Earlier in the day, before I met a friend for coffee, I did a 1 mile WATP video;  it was only 18 minutes long, but it was something. And for a part of it, my four year old daughter did it with me, holding my hand, and my eight year old son was marching right beside her. I thought, “Good–let them be with me and see that Mommy may be big, but she can still move!”

It was a good day.

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Who knew? February 18, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — Billie @ 8:12 am

Who knew when I started this, that I would miss, even YEARN for the gym??? I’ve done an hour cardio 4x this week (plus strength training 2x), and in my head, I find myself plotting how I can fit it in tomorrow, between basketball practice, meeting a friend for coffee, and a boy scout banquet.

That’s all.

 

Ninja! February 4, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — Billie @ 8:54 am

This morning’s workout:

Warm up: 20 minutes, Treadmill. 2.5-2.6 mph. Upped that incline, 2, 3, 4…man. Nothing adds intensity like incline. I started sweating like mad when I increased it.

Elliptical: 40 minutes. Incline, 10-11. Resistance: 8-10, RPMS 94-132

I felt VERY STRONG today.

The sun is shining.

I am a ninja.

Not to say that I am an undercover mercenary. What I mean by that, is this:

If you would pass me on the street, you would have NO idea that I just did an hour of cardio, or that I would be remotely capable of doing so. Some days, I can barely believe it. Ninja literally means, “One who is concealed.” I think that there are a lot of ninjas running around–those people who you would look at and assume are incapable or unfit, when really, they are superstars incognito!! It reminds me of a hefty guy I saw at the beginning of the Ironman triathlon in Kona a few years ago–I saw him standing in the water, as he was waiting to start the 2.4 mile swim. My first thought was, “oh man, how could he possibly finish?” I mean, this guy was definitely in the Clydesdale category (and I’m not being insulting–it used to be an actual category for this triathlon.) The camera panned in on his barrel chest and ample belly, and the announcer said something like, “…and for some, you wonder why they even came out at all…”  I watched the highlights from the race, and rejoiced with all the jubilant people who made it to the end. (No, really–I always cry watching the Ironman Triathlon.) The program ended that year with a clip of that guy triumphantly walking across the finish line with his wife and two young children. =) Ninja!!

I even wrote a haiku:


The sun is shining

I’m much more than what I seem

I am a ninja!