Workout Week 2.–8.09.2013

In Workout Week posts I will tell you everything about my last week’s workouts.

Monday was my last day at my real home aka my parents’ house. A lot of packing in a sad mood. I love my home so much, I didn’t want to leave again. In the evening made an hour long walk with my dog. My last walk with him in 2 weeks…

Tuesday was extremely busy. Woke up at 7, on the bus by 8, in Tartu by 10.30. Then I was running around town all day long: had to get my books from the library, get my gym membership renewed, do grocery and house goods shopping, unpack all my things and then rush to strip aerobics class. I’m not going to mark down walking in my workout summary table anymore unless it is really going out for a walk, I’m not going to put down the walking I did during the day (on Tuesday nearly 15 000 steps). The strip aerobics was great as usual. Then I got home and finally had time to eat and went to bed at 10.30 PM. I was exhausted.

On Wednesday I had a lot less walking to do. Thank god, my legs were still tired. In the evening I did a free weights class (or I don’t know how you would call it in English). The homepage of my gym says it’s a body conditioning class. We basically do exercises for all major muscle groups with various things like rubber bands, dumbbells, step benches etc, sometimes even only with a mat (the instructor sometimes does the class without fancy fitness things so that we can do the exercises at home too). 

Thursday was pretty much the same workout as Wednesday but it’s called Functional Workout for some reason. I was so sore from Wednesday’s workout I wanted to die. Besides that I went thrift shopping which gave me exactly 10 000 steps. Got a lot of great stuff, like pyjama pants for 0,5€ and a lovely Nike sports jacket for 0,4€ (!!!). The thift shops in Tartu on Kuperjanovi street are awesome: you can find incredible deals, the value of a euro is now different in my eyes.

Friday was official rest day. Finally! Sore as hell. In the evening I went for a walk. I wanted run but told myself my muscles need a rest day. Good decision. 

After my walk on Friday, happy as hell in my 0,4€ Nike jacket 😀

Saturday was running day! Yes, finally. The first time running in Tartu. I just started running and decided to see where the road leads me. I ended up on the Ihaste road. The weather was wonderful, I felt great and just ran and ran and ran. I ran 10K for the 2nd time in my life. I was proud! My average pace was 7:37 per kilometre which is great for me even on short distances not to mention a long distance of 10K. I felt so good after running. I finally felt like myself again: no more of this bad mood, tired muscles and extremely bad physical performance. Happiness feels great! I’m excited to step on the scale at home next week.

Sunday was supposed to be Zumba day but the instructor fell ill and the class was cancelled. So I went to yoga for the first time in my life. It was actually nice: a lot of stretching and breathing and relaxing. A good way to end a week. I think doing a yoga class is really useful sometimes, helps you stretch those muscles.

 

In total:

2 hours of walking

1 hour 17 minutes of running

1 hour of dancing

2 hours of muscle exercises

1 hour of yoga

 

A good week for me. I’m happier, my muscles feel better, my mind is calmer and more focused, I had a good run after so many bad ones. The only thing I really don’t have a clue about is my weight. At home I weighed myself Saturday mornings before breakfast. Here I weigh myself in the evenings before working out. So you can’t really compare those numbers. The moment of truth comes next Saturday. 

Workout Week 26.08–1.09.2013

In Workout Week posts I will tell you everything about my last week’s workouts.

On Monday I decided to visit my grandmother so me and mom cycled to the city and back. All together about 1 hour of casual cycling. In the evening I had a normal 30 minute walk with my dog. Decided to take it slow and not have a “real” workout because my legs felt so tired. I decided to listen to my body more: if you really feel tired, don’t torture your muscles with extreme workouts; if you feel hungry, eat; if you’re sleepy, go to bed etc.

Tuesday as always was rest day. Had a nice long walk with my dog and enjoyed last bits of summer. It was actually so hot that when we reached a shadow under a bridge, my dog just sat down and then layed down and looked at me like I was murdering him. On Tuesday I also switched over to counting net carbs. Before I was eating 20 grams of total carbs (and that would be under 10 grams of net carbs, no wonder I started feeling tired and lack energy). So now 20 grams of net carbs (total – fiber = net) is like 30–40 grams of total carbs. The first day was aweful, I ate 32 g of total carbs and felt like cheating big time. But I felt more energetic by Tuesday evening. If fiber doesn’t raise blood sugar or insulin or even digest in my system, why count it as carbs?

On Wednesday was the last class with my best friend aka instructor in a long time. I have no idea when we’ll work out together next, maybe in October if our schedules fit together. I’m gonna miss her classes! I felt my energy coming back and I was giving it my all. In the morning did a 30 minute walk with my dog.

Thursday morning I stepped on the scale and – BOOM! – weight had reduced! Yay! I felt like going running or something but I had just had breakfast so I had to wait a few hours. Running too soon after eating: never a gret idea. On my run I managed to have an average pace of 7:42 min/km which is a lot better then my last runs. In the evening I also cycled to the city and back, all together 45 minutes, some of it in really strong wind.

Friday was prepping for my grandma’s 80th birthday party: cooking, baking slicing and dicing. In the evening had a walk with my dog and went cycling for an hour.

Saturday started brigth and early: first thing was stepping on the scale (and I was so disappointed again… what’s up with my weight?!) and then an hour walk with my dog in fog. Then it was prepping for gran’s birthday gathering. In the afternoon all my relatives came over from all over Estonia and it was party time. I managed to stay on the LCHF track and only have a couple of pieces of dark chocolate (although it was sweet, it is still considered LCHF). But I did eat too much of everything and felt too full by the end of the night. Me and mom cooked everything for the birthday and the food was just too yummy again. Had lots of veggies, meats, cheeses, fish, liver pate etc etc etc.

Sunday was a total fail for me. After birthday breakfast. All the food around. I was good and sticked to my low carb plan. Then cake and coffee time came. And somehow something in me was like: “You had gained weight yesterday. Lets eat the delishious strawberry banana whipped cream cake you made.” Oh boy. I ate a big piece of that and some apple pie. And then felt too full. I hadn’t had cake in such a long time, about 6 months. But no regrets: it tasted good and I enjoyed it… Until the stomach pain began: the whole day I was like a balloon and had pain in my tummy. I really felt seriously ill. Sugar is such a drug. In the evening I pushed myself for a run. I was slow, my stomach pain got worse and after working out the nausea hit me in addition to everything else. After this horrible experience with overeating and sugar I swore not to do this to myself ever again.

 

In total:

3 hours 30 minutes of walking

2 hours 45 minutes of cycling

1 hour of aerobics

2 hours of running

Workout-wise it was a great week but the Sunday cake fail was a true fail. I don’t know if I even want to step on the scale next week. 

But from next week everything will be different. Monday is my last day at home and on Tuesday morning I’m going back to school. No more cooking for my family, only allowed foods in the fridge, working out at the sports club and doing pretty much only group workouts, no more cycling, a lot less running. And a lot of studying and bachelor’s thesis that needs to be written…

I need to get myself together again. I am very motivated to lose those last 5–7 kilograms by Christmas.