Twitter!

http://twitter.com/#!/TheFattyCakes
I’m trying to get a twitter account up and running so I can post daily photos of my meals…turns out not it’s very easy to post photos if you don’t have a smart phone.

Bare with me….I’ll get it going.

SIDENOTE: Down 2 at last night’s weigh-in. Cheers.

RECAP: My very first 5k!

It’s true.
I did it.
I participated in my very first 5k. I think it’s clear by my absence on YouTube, and lacking blog post that I have been struggling. I’ve talked a little about that in my last YouTube video. If, you have the overwhelming desire to watch me talk about struggling on WW you can click here. It’s exhilarating stuff.

Now back to the 5k. Even though I’ve been struggling on plan and haven't really worked out since I returned from my vacation 4 weeks ago I decided I’d still give the 5k ago. Why, not? I already paid the registration fees. To ensure I wouldn’t chicken out at the last minute I devised a brilliant plan to guarantee I’d show up for the 5k! The night before the run I took the train to Albuquerque. My sister picked me up. She was so accommodating even though I called her last minute to ask her if she could A) Pick me up from the train station 2) Allow me to sleep over her house. I should mention that my brother in law recently had surgery. Clearly, my timing was dead on. Thank you Desi for all your help! I figured staying the night in Albuquerque would allow me to get an extra hour of sleep. That way I couldn’t whine about having to wake up early and missing out on sleep (That’s the brilliant part I was talking about).

That night I was so nervous about the 5k. I failed to consider my nerves keeping me awake till 2am. I kept thinking about how I was going to be last and probably not finish at all. Would there be staff members to carry me back to the finish line in case I collapsed? What if I fall, what if I just didn’t go. I thought about faking an illness. What’s going around this time of year?

In the end it was phase two of my brilliant plan that motivated me to show up for the 5k! My boyfriend agreed to drive to Albuquerque and pick me up for the 5k. There was no way I was going to have him drive one hour early Saturday morning so I could chicken out! I would have been too ashamed. After a light breakfast (A scrambled egg and fruit) we headed to the Brewing Company to join the other racers. It's a run for beer! The area was a little confusing to navigate. Where should we sign in? Park? Line up? We found our groove and navigated toward the back of the line. Earlier, The boyfriend said that he wanted to run with me the entire 5k. Although, I appreciated the sentiment the prospect of trying to keep my 5’5 frame at pace with his 6’2 frame did not tickle me with joy. I made it clear that if he felt the need he could pull away.

I didn’t hear a horn or an announcement but slowly the pack of nearly 400 runners & walkers begun to move. And we were off! I started off with a slow jogging pace. After, about a minute Gerard pulled ahead and I was relived! I ran straight through the first 10 mins of the race. I found a nice routine of jogging and speed walking that I became comfortable with. I realized I was the last runner…but I wasn’t the last participant (several walkers lingered behind me). The terrain was varied. We went over and under bridges, cement walk ways, dry dirt and road ways. Around the 2 mile mark I began to feel the heat and the weight of my legs. When I finally crossed that line I was thrilled but you wouldn’t have known it by the look on my face. I made my way past the group of celebratory runners and did the unthinkable…I vomited. Thankfully I made it to a tree bush.

Final time:

FattyCakes 48:51.0

The boyfriend 36:33.3 (Not bad! He didn’t train a single second or hit the gym)

Photos courtesy of the folks over at Divine Proportion

I came in last. I vommed in a bush. But…I finished it. I did not chicken out…and I’m doing it again in five weeks. Next time I won’t be last. It’s okay if I vomit again. Don’t like hardcore athletes vomit after pushing to the max?

In a Funk.

I’ve been fighting with the same few pounds for four weeks now. I’d say I am in a funk.

I’d like to get over this and move on.
Here’s the deal. The past two weeks I’ve been focused on hitting the gym – and I’ve been fairly successful on that level.

The routine:
3X Week Cardio – C25k and 20 mins of bike
2X Week Strength Training – 15min Elliptical and 45 of free weights
1 X week – Cardio Class (On Sundays: Zumba or Dance).

However, because I am concentrating on the gym I’ve been really messing up on the tracking. Why Am I unable to do both?

This week I’m going to start posting a photo of one meal a day – this way I know I have to be accountable at least once.

It's all about staying on track.

An Open Letter To My Jeans

Dear Jeans,

I’m feeling skinny today. Shocking, seeing as today was my meeting and I gained .6 pounds. I should be more upset, but I’m not because I feel skinny today. Where is this sudden skinny feeling coming from? It’s the jeans. The jeans that I could barely even squeeze into a few weeks ago, the jeans that made we walk like a penguin, and fearful of a heavy sigh. Today these Jeans fit. Today these jeans are loose. Today these are my skinny jeans.

I know I gained. I know why I gained. I refuse to make excuses and blame this gain on the program. The program works, and this week I didn’t work it. I hit the gym twice. I ate a brownie on top of fast food. I did NOT always track. This week I failed the program.

But, Jeans you are giving me new found confidence to keep on trucking.

Thank you Jeans.

Youtubes!

Procrastinator no more!

http://www.youtube.com/user/TheFattyCakesVlog

Where are my manners?

I realize now that I started this blog without ever really properly introducing myself, how rude!

Hi, my name is Sonya. Thank you for checking out my little blog. In the future I plan on posting Vlogs too – but I haven’t gotten around to it yet. Procrastinators unite! I started this blog to keep me accountable during my weight loss journey.

Why did I join Weight Watchers? Like most people that have struggled with their weight I have lost and gained weight throughout my life. At, 15 years old I lost 20 pounds during summer break. I quickly gained that weight back. At, 19 years old I lost 40 pounds, and quickly gained that weight back. I’ve lost a few here and there, but for the most part I’ve steadily gained.

In November 2009 I found myself unemployed and depressed. The weight packed on quickly over a six month period. During this time I gained 40 pounds, my highest weight ever of 240 pounds. I had given up, I thought I tried everything. Over the next few months I resolved to the fact that I was going to be unemployed and fat forever- and then I landed a job. After a few months of work I decided I should try losing weight again, but I had tried everything already!

A very good friend of mine joined weight watchers and lost a good sum of weight – that’s when I finally realized I hadn’t tried everything! I wasn’t prepared to try the plan yet, I begun to look online for testimonials and proof that Weight Watchers could work for me. I found so many inspiring blog, vlog, and networks dedicated to Weight Watchers.

I decided that I was ready to give WW a go.
I joined Weight Watchers October 2nd, 2010. My weight loss thus far:

I’ve lost 24.8 so far and I’m still going strong! As, you can see I’ve had a few bumps along the way, but I just keep picking myself up again. Nothing is going to deter my devotion to this adventure.

10% goal

3 1/2 months of hard work for a cheap key ring....totally worth it. Feels like I've been given 100000000 bucks, and a puppy.