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The Numbers on the Scale

Song Lyric of the Day:

Would you let me see beneath your beautiful? / Would you let me see beneath your perfect?

Labrinth featuring Emeli Sande / “Beneath Your Beautiful

For the past few weeks I’ve gotten back into something of a fitness routine. I’m now on three weeks of only taking the stairs at work (my cube is on the third floor), I walk the track at work when I can despite the ridiculous heat these days, I’m wearing my pedometer again to track how many steps I take each day, and I’ve started using our home gym again. I’ve even worked up to running part of the time I’m on the treadmill, which I usually have set on 3.9MPH, a speed at which I can easily maintain my natural native New Yorker walking rate. We’ll see how I do when I increase the speed soon.

Coraline is curious about what constitutes exercise. She loves pointing out that those runners we passed, the soccer players we saw, the kids shooting hoops were all exercising. Rich and I have explained to her that exercise is a way to stay healthy: It gets your heart pumping harder, which is very important since our hearts need to be healthy to keep everything else working well. She has no concept of exercise as a means to weight loss, which is perfectly fine by me. The longer she only sees it as a means to being healthy, not skinny*, the happier I’ll be. I worry about her future body image, when other kids might pick on her for being what they perceive — what society dictates — to be overweight or even if she’s underweight, which I was growing up and into my young adulthood. Being asked by perfect strangers almost everywhere I went if I had an eating disorder (what I had was ridiculous metabolism) took its toll on my self-esteem and confidence. That I know from.

So it’s because of all the baggage that’s attached to exercise and eating healthy that I never let her see me weigh myself. Yes, I started working out again because I’d like to look and feel better. I want to shore up the wobbly bits. I want to increase my endurance, which the stairs and cardio are definitely helping with. I’m trying to make smarter choices about what I eat because without that, exercise alone won’t get me very far. Admittedly, that’s a struggle for me, but I’ve definitely been doing a lot better of late. And, most importantly, I want to be as proactive as I can regarding my health so I can see my daughter grow up.

I do attach some importance to the numbers I see on our scale. I am happy when I see that number inching down bit by bit, pound by pound. I don’t want to lose that much weight — between 5 and 7 lbs. — but I do want to lose it. When I weigh myself, it’s when I’m all by myself and Coraline isn’t there to see. Not because I’m ashamed or anything, but because I don’t want her to start attaching importance to the numbers she sees, certainly not at the tender age of 3 1/2. She just thinks the scale is this neat little thing to stand on in the hall bathroom. She has no idea what the numbers on it mean, even though I do.

Coraline healthy and confident in her own skin.

Coraline healthy and confident in her own skin.

*Rich and I never use the words “skinny” or “fat” to describe people. I’m pretty sure she still doesn’t know exactly what those words mean.


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Bring the Pain

Song Lyric of the Day:

Oh, oh, evacuate the dancefloor / Oh, oh, I’m infected by the sound / Oh, oh, stop, this beat is killing me / Hey Mr. DJ let the music take me underground

Cascada / “Evacuate the Dancefloor

Rich and I have fallen off the fitness wagon. Hard. Why? The holidays plus laziness are a heady, hard-to-resist cocktail. Add in having a baby with whom we’d rather spend time than not, and there you have it. So now we’re both acting as our mutual support systems and working to get back into exercising regularly and starting to slowly eat better again. (This is where not eating deep-fried food during Lent is helping me. Although it really sucks.)

Honestly, it all really boils down to laziness and a lack of motivation. Why is that? Because we have a home gym. As in right inside our very own house. As in right downstairs from the living room and kitchen. Complete with a treadmill perfectly situated with a view of our big TV. We can’t use bad weather or the late hour as an excuse to not drive to the gym since it’s IN OUR HOUSE. See? Lazzzzzzzzzzzy. We’re now trying to make it somewhat of a family affair: Coraline has her own Exersaucer down there in which she can jump around while Mommy and Poppa exercise. And laugh at our efforts.

It’s essentially a full gym, complete with a Sole treadmill and Powertec tower, a rack full of dumbbells, and a variety of weight plates for the barbells (and a half-deflated balance ball). Every item in our home gym is courtesy of Rich’s research and, more often than not, his personal funds.

Home Gym
Where the magic happens

My beloved five-pound dumbbells are AWOL. I blame the move from the A-frame.


Our free weights

I’m not a fan of the barbell weightlifting, but I will start doing that again soon with Rich’s supervision. So far I’ve started doing cardio, crunches (my abs are pissed at me), leg lifts, arm curls, tricep overhead extensions, calf raises, lateral pulldowns, leg curls, and leg extensions. Surprisingly, I’m not as sore as I expected. My abs are the worst, which is sad since I used to be able to do crunches without batting an eye. Gotta work back up to that again. My arms aren’t sweating the weights since I’ve been lugging around my almost-17-pound daughter on a regular basis. I’ve got the Mommy biceps going on.

Barbell weights

Our barbell weights

Another motivator for me to work out? New music. Or at least new to me. I finally got around to buying “Stronger” by Kanye West since I think that’ll be a great addition to my new workout playlist.

And after a wee bit of detective work, I found out who sings that song I love so much in the XBox Kinect commercial: Cascada. The song’s called “Evacuate the Dancefloor,” and I’ve already bought it in iTunes. It’s a lot of fun to listen to and I know it’ll be great — and a lot of fun — for when I’m booking it on the treadmill.

Anyone have any other recommendations for my new workout playlist? You can check out some of the songs on my old playlist to get an idea of what I like. Basically fun and fast. You know, good ol’ workout music.

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