Good week

Well, folks, I did pretty well this week.  I went to the gym Monday-Friday.  Veronica and I now have a standing gym date every week.  Can't wait to weigh in tomorrow morning!

Here was my weekend.

Friday, Ryan and I met at the gym after work.  The Planet Fitness on Hall is weird.  It's huge and really nice.  But the machines are different than PF Clinton Township, and I had to learn how to use them.  I didn't get a great workout in regards to weights, but my cardio was up there.  Put another mile and a half on my new kicks.

Second workout in the new shoes.

First day I did all three sets at 210.  I own the leg press machine.

Saturday, Ryan and I woke up and decided to take the day off from the gym.  We were both extremely sore, so we decided it was best.  We had some errands to run and Ryan suggested we go to Stir Crazy at Great Lakes Crossing for lunch.  Since stir fry is my favorite food ever, he didn't have to work hard to convince me.  It was so yum, too.

Create your own stir fry with chicken, pea pods, broccoli, carrots, water chestnuts, brown rice, and classic Chinese sauce.  So delicious.  

Double fortune cookie!  

After lunch, we walked around Great Lakes Crossing, which is approximately one mile all around the mall.  So technically, we did get our exercise in.  Ryan got a new pair of gym shoes at Puma and he bought me some Puma texting gloves and a t-shirt.  I also got an everyday corgi calendar!  A whole year of cuteness.  We did get Dairy Queen for a dessert, but I felt ok in doing it.  I just ordered a small blizzard and took my time with it.  I had just walked a mile, geez.  

Ryan got some new workout clothes.  We started cleaning the bedroom up and putting things away when one thing turned into another, and Ryan cleaned out his side of the closet.  That led me to (sort of) clean up my side.  This is what we pulled out and are donating to Salvation Army:

< This pile was heaping, even more than you can tell by this pic. 


Shoes I got in Germany that I'm finally getting rid of.  :(

Mavie in my Detroit Choppers shirt.  He's such a badass.

 

Today, we went grocery shopping to stock up for the next two weeks.  We bought a shit ton of fruit and veggies.  We came home and Ryan started prepping all of the fruit for the smoothies while I prepped the veggies for our lunches.  We meal planned like pros.  All I have to do all week is just grab a few things out of the fridge and I'm good to go.

I did pretty well on my calories this week, too.  Here's the screen dump of livestrong:

I didn't track anything from this Saturday or Sunday.  Saturday, my whole day consisted of Stir Crazy (lunch and leftovers) and Dairy Queen.  Today, I didn't eat much, and was just busy, so I didn't track.  Last Sunday, I didn't track either and I'm not sure why.  Oh well.

Oh yeah!  And we signed up for the Color Run!  5/11, baby, here we come!  Our team name was this close to being Jenny and the Jets, but we are team Running in Technicolor.  So geeked.

Alright, need to go pack my bag for tomorrow.  It's a new week, Schmidt!  It's your opportunity to do better!

It's been a good week...

...yes sir it has.  I've gone to the gym every day so far, and am going tomorrow evening with my bearface.  I've been under my calories every day and I feel awesome.  Can't wait til Monday to weigh myself!  (Thought: maybe I should change my weigh in day to Friday morning.  But a pro to it being Monday morning is that it makes me stop myself from cheating so much on the weekend.  Hmm.)

Anyway, Color Run sign up tomorrow.  Need. A. Team. Name.  

Got my new gym kicks I ordered from Amazon.  They were on sale for $59.99, which I thought was an awesome deal for Under Armour.  

Tonight was their maiden voyage on the gym floor.  They felt awesome and super light.  Did 1.39 miles in em.  I hope to do 1.5 tomorrow.


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Success!

Short post now because I'm at work, but I weighed myself this morning and was down 4 pounds!  After that, I threw on my gym clothes and ran out the door.  I was the first person at the gym this morning.  I got in a great workout, and tanned as a reward.  Today's been a great day! 

I see you, Color Run!

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Starting again...

Well 2012 was quite a year.  I was doing so excellent for so long, then it all went to shit.  It all started to go downhill with my foot.  Here's a little back-story:

It was a gorgeous summer day in August, 2003.  It was my high school graduation party at my house and all my family, friends and neighbors came out.  Even my super hot neighbor, who was probably mid-twenties.  My dad invited him.  So, I can't remember the reason, but I was running from the back of the yard up to my house, when I tripped on this plastic thing sticking out of the ground.  It was something for the sewer system, if I'm not mistaken.  It stood up about 7 inches from the ground.  I did this totally ungraceful trying-to-get-my-balance-back thing right in front of Hot Neighbor.  Ugh, lame.  A few days later, it was still extremely sore and swollen, right where my toes stop and the rest of my foot begins, so I made a doctor's appointment.  He referred me to a podiatrist.  

A few days after that (and me on crutches), my mom and I were getting ready to leave the house for the doctor.  The power went out.  We left, and saw the power was out all over.  The doctor's office had closed.  That was the big Black-Out of 2003.  

Anyway, back to the foot story.  I finally get into the podiatrist a few days later.  It was the most out-dated, wood-paneled office I'd ever seen.  X-rays showed no break.  He thought maybe I'd broken it and there was a bone fragment floating around.  He decides it's a good idea to give me a cortisone shot.  Yikes bikes, I about went through the roof.  After that, I was fine.  

For the next few years, I'd continue to be fine overall.  I had occasional pain after wearing heels, but nothing too major, until about a year and a half ago.  My foot would randomly swell.  It looked like a blown-up surgical glove.  I saw a different podiatrist who ordered an MRI.  He knew immediately it was a Freiberg's infraction.  In medical terms, it's a collapse of the metatarsal head.  He wanted to do the course of cortisone shots, which I went along with for a few sessions.  They hurt tremendously and after one extremely painful one, I had a full-blown panic attack.  After that, I was done.  I wanted surgery to fix this.  It was never going to go away.  The doctor told me that he's only done about ten of these procedures because "most people just deal with it".  No thanks, bro.  

*This was my foot when it would get swollen.  So gross.*

My dad referred me to the wonderful Dr. Tad Sprunger.  He knew immediately what this was and scheduled me for surgery for a joint replacement on my third toe.  I had surgery on 8/30/12, spent 5 days out of work over Labor Day weekend, and bada bing.  

*Got my own handicapped sticker!

*At home after surgery

*two days after surgery

*First check up 4 days post-op

*All wrapped up again!

*Second check up



















*Stitch removal

*Currently.  1/18/13  I need a pedicure hard.










New toe joint.  I did some physical therapy, which I quit after about 5 sessions, because a) it was expensive, and b) it was a total fucking joke.  I do my own exercises at home and it's getting better every day.

So much other stuff has happened, but I don't want to write a novel here.  

During this whole foot ordeal, I should have kept my eating in check.  I didn't, however, I still haven't touched fast food or pop.  Or smoking.

Quit smoking: 5/12/11
Quit fast food and pop:  10/27/11

As of 1/14/13, I weighed 320.8.  I gained the weight I lost back, and then some.  But now that my foot is fixed, I'm determined to lose again!  I've been cleared to go back to the gym and have gone three times.  I've kept my eating in check for a week now (still tracking every calorie on livestrong.com, of course).  Ryan and I are going to the gym tomorrow morning.  He's really pumped this time, because he wants to get in shape, too.  It's so great having him helping me.  Before, it was him trying to help, but not getting it.  Now he gets it.  

On Monday, Ryan and I started a 10 lbs in 4 weeks challenge.  I'm determined to beat him, however, I hope we both succeed.  I only weigh myself on Monday mornings, so I don't know if I've lost any yet.  It's only been 4 days, but I hope I'm down something.  

Another goal we have is to run The Color Run in May.  It's a fun-run 5k.  Lots of people participate that aren't runners.  But I hope to run at least half of it, if not, all.  Really excited. Plus Ryan will be there with me, along with my bestie and some other friends.  Really good motivation.

Until tomorrow...