Day 30

Day 30. No, you're not missing anything. Day 30 is where we're starting and it's only out insanity of that any days after 30 will follow. While I was attempting to kill myself by walking a crazy seven miles today, it finally occurred to me that I ought to leave something behind for posterity. I finally thought that combining my two favorite things --writing and wogging (walking and jogging)--would be a great place to start. I can write about everything that is driving me crazy while I run and get some writing time in too.

So here's a quick catch up for those of you who might not have been bored by my status ramblings on Facebook. :):

This summer we decided to transfer our two youngest boys to the school that is in our neighborhood. Our oldest son is autistic and all three have been attending his school. Next year, he will be attending middle school at totally different school than the mainstream children. In order for the two younger ones to have some friends by the time they reached middle school, a move was necessary. We also thought it would save gas money and get me a little exercise in the process.

It's 30 days in now and the kids are adjusting to the new school well and have even figured out how to ride their bikes and scooters. The ride time has definitely shortened...for them. For me, things have definitely taken a turn. When this whole transfer idea was tossed around, I thought it would be great. Half mile walking to drop the boys off and a half mile back home. Two miles a day would be a great start to getting me back into shape. But then again I was already in shape, "round is a shape."

The first day of school was all nice and fun. I thought, "Maybe this just seems long because I haven't walked that far in a long time." On the way home, it was equally long only this time the 65% humidity and the 98 degree heat really got to me. The next day I decided to GPS the trip. To my great sadness and regret, especially for the boys, the trip was approx a mile each way. So not only was I tired walking 4 miles each day, but the boys were tired from school and now were having to walk two miles.

But like I said at the beginning. The boys have adjusted. They're riding their bikes and scooters and I sometimes ride my bike in the afternoon to pick them up. It's just the mornings that are getting harder.

In 70 workouts, I've gone approximately 99.09 miles (13 of which were just my wogging workouts on Monday and today). For some reason, I thought that if I kept walking I would get into shape or our puppy would be calmer in the afternoon or that I would lose lots of weight. So far none of that has happened. I mean, yes my clothes (blouses) are fitting better, but that's about as far as it goes. I'm so frustrated. It's not like I'm pigging out or eating horrible amounts of fast food or drinking gallons of soda. In fact, I'm doing the opposite, but I would like to see the scale go a different direction. I am 6 pounds lighter than my all time heaviest, yes I admit --167.8 pounds which I accomplished earlier this summer. For my little frame and short stature I should be around 124-130. But is it happening? No. Is the weight coming off? No. My pants fit me the same as always and that really stinks. My hubby says he can see a difference, but that isn't what I see when I'm sucking it in to button my pants. Ugh!

Tomorrow will be a light day and I'm going to try to add some weights in the groove. Let's just see how things go. Hopefully, today's workout doesn't decided to finally kill me in my sleep.

Today I weighed in at 161.4 after the walk. Breakfast: ate 1/2 cup bowl of Grape Nuts with 1/2 cup of 2% milk for breakfast. Lunch: ate a burrito bowl at Chipotle's with rice, roasted pork, lettuce and tomatoes. Dinner: Who knows.