Whine over Whiskey
My last entry chronicling my journey to weight loss was in March, and that's about where my progress seemed to stop. I'm a new entrepreneur trying to manage a business when I haven't even mastered managing myself, so its a hectic time. In April MsIndependent hosted our first ever #GirlsNightOut event which was a mega success but it took everything in me to make it happen. I would forget to eat for hours, I had no interest in working out when I could be working, and my lack of sleep and plethora of stress were a terrible combo. Once the event wrapped I had no excuse not to get back on track, but that doesn't mean I didn't make any. Oh and let's not forget my growing dependency on alcohol, mainly wine or whiskey to help me cope with stress. I figured if I needed an Old Fashion to get me through the afternoon or a Cabernet to make it through my case of the Mondays on a Thursday, it was all part of the process.
I was secure in my excuses and was even having fun with it until I had three coming to Jesus moments. The first one occurred when we hosted the Fitness to Finess workout with TC Fitness. When I felt like my legs were going to detach and walk away from me in protest after doing just the warm up, I got a glimpse into how out of shape I had become, The second moment is when I raided my closet to get rid of clothes that I couldn't fit anymore, and was damn near left with a scarf and a lone sock. The 3rd and final straw came when I got a body composition assessment to support a friend's personal training business. My readings were absolutely shocking! I can BS myself all I want but I can't argue with numbers. I was pissed! How did I go from bodybuilder and personal trainer to overweight boozy chick who can't fit into anything without some oil and lamaze breathing?
I considered the CITYCENTRE Cuisine Crawl my last hoorah and decided that I needed to get back on track with a vengeance. I starting working out three days a week with my friend, and now trainer, Tony of A' Stronger- U Fitness. My diet has always been pretty clean, I just forget to eat which means meal preparation is essential for me. A few weeks before I started training I did a grocery run and immediately proportioned out and measured my foods once I got home. This way I could eat on the go, and already have my meals and caloric intake managed.
To date I've had 15 sessions with my personal trainer. We do a combo of weight training and boot camp style workouts. To accelerate my progress I gradually had to come to the conclusion that even with my healthy eating I needed cut down on my alcohol intake. I cut down for a while but then decided that to fully commit to my goal of losing weight, I would need to cut alcohol completely out! I had no idea how hard this would be. Every event that I attend has an invite that reads champagne, or cocktails provided in the invitation. It's pretty much a requirement. I also had to deal with stress without taking the edge off with my beloved wine and whiskey, which caused even more stress for a while.
So now I am working out 5 days a week with a trainer, no alcohol, no desserts, 5 meals a day, a gallon of water daily, clean eating, at least 7 hours of sleep a night, and a committed regimen of supplements for recovery. Today I get my second body composition assessment to determine my progress. I'll let you know how it goes next week.