Thursday, August 18, 2011

The 70 Day Challenge

This is after about 8 weeks in France.

Staying in France for 10 weeks this summer has done a number on my body. I did very little exercise while I was away. I got very used to the lazy lifestyle in the South. I ate so much bread, cheese and meat – I can’t even begin to calorie count. I also drank copious amounts of wine and champagne. It was truly wonderful!

Now that I’m back in Toronto, I have to refocus and get myself back in tip-top shape. There are so many fad diets and workout plans out there. Given that we were away for a total of 70 days, I created my own plan. I call it “The 70 day challenge”. I figure it took me 70 days to gain the excess weight – I’m giving myself 70 days to take it back off. Sounds reasonable, non?

I don’t believe in weighing in on a scale. I hate number crunching. I judge my weight based on how the clothes fit. Sometimes I even try to convince myself that the dryer shrunk my clothing :) Unfortunately, this is not the case. I officially have a muffin top – ugh!!

The Husband, on the other hand, loves weighing in on a scale. He is a number cruncher. He weighed me the other day (I had my eyes closed). He is monitoring the numbers on my behalf. He wanted to take pictures to chronicle the body shape differences. I’m still not sure how I feel about that yet.

So here goes the workout plan:

Eating Sensibly – less caloric intake, the right carbohydrates, lots of fruits / veggies
Limited Alcohol Consumption – only on weekends and moderated
Water – lots and lots of water
Exercise – 5 days a week at the gym (combination of cardio, yoga & strength training)

I think this is the perfect plan to get my body back in pre-France shape. Follow me along. You be the judge.

Simply Yours,



Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Accidental Cut

After spending 10 weeks in France for the summer, I’ve gotten a little thick around the middle (if you know what I mean).  Ten weeks of eating nothing but baguette, pain au chocolate, cheese, rich meats and drinking excess wine, I’ve put on a few pounds.

Okay, more than a few pounds – Whatever!

So the serious fitness junky I am, I headed back to the gym first thing on Monday morning.  It was like I never left.  Everything felt automatic, the drive, the parking, the entry, the set-up – until, the workout!  Ugh – I was shaking so bad, I thought my legs were going to give out on me.

I’ve got some serious overtime to put in at the gym this week.  We are competing in a Try-A-Tri this coming weekend.  It seemed like a good idea signing up for it before we left for France…now I’m not so sure.  My goal – to complete the damn thing.  I will keep you posted on how I survive it.

The workout felt great.  I’m feeling pumped to be back.  Except for the accidental cut.  I returned to the change room after my workout to find a note on my locker.  The note read:

“Sorry, we accidentally cut off your lock.  We have your purse at the front desk.  We will give you a new lock”.

What ???

Apparently some member was convinced my locker was hers.  She actually managed to convince the staff to cut the lock because she was getting so frustrated she couldn’t get the combination right.  Duh!?!  That’s because you had the WRONG locker, woman!

I’m happy the gym has provided me with a new lock – but – CRAP.  I’ve had the same lock since High School.  That’s how old the thing was.  I was happy with that lock because I never had to worry about forgetting the combination.  Now I have this fabulous, fancy and clean new lock but I have a new combination to contend with.

If you followed me before on my other blog, you will remember that I’m not that great with numbers!  Small challenge to overcome, right !?!

Baby steps…I’m going to take each new challenge in stride.

Simply Yours,