My FitWit Journey

Renovating the Temple

Month: February, 2012

My Hero!

I ended the last session of FitWit on a high note. After six weeks of camp, I improved immensely on all my fitness indicators.   I more than doubled the number of squats, single jump ropes, and pushups I was able to do in a minute. I shed a few pounds and inches. I also noticed a considerable boost in my energy level and the quality of my sleep. I even felt like I was more focused and performing better in other areas of my life, like school and work.  With all these great improvements, I was still looking forward to the week off between camps.

During the week off, I traveled to visit my parents in Tennessee. My dad was celebrating his 59th birthday. 58 was a difficult year for him, but we are all so blessed at how well he has made it through. He had his leg amputated, due to diabetes and severe circulation issues, and he also had a quadruple coronary artery bypass surgery. He is recovering well and is still incredibly active.  He is my own six million dollar man, complete with a new fancy bionic leg.

Isn't he handsome!

I am so fortunate to have such a wonderful cheerleader in my Dad. It was his encouragement and his health challenges that inspired me to enter the Free FitWit contest. He reminds me often that I cannot take our health for granted.  So even when I feel blah and I don’t want to work out, I think of him. I think of the weeks he spent in physical therapy, as he relearned how to walk. I think of all the dietary and lifestyle changes he made, in order to be healthy, strong, and vital for many years to come. He tells me that what keeps him going is knowing that he will be able to play ball with his grandchildren (talk about reproductive pressure!). Through all this, he is still manages to be a rockstar at work and home.

If he can do all that, I can get my butt up and do a burpee or two. So when my week off was up, I was ready to FitWit it again.

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Celebrating Small Victories

Popular fitness and weight loss narratives have conditioned us to expect the dramatic. Typically, it is only the transformation from couch surfer to marathon runner or the loss of 50+ pounds that warrant television commercials, reality shows, or magazine covers. With all this emphasis on the BIG change, it is easy to miss our small milestones along the way.

There is a steep incline on my path to class and the other day I walked up it without getting winded. It was a little difficult to celebrate this victory initially because:

1) I didn’t notice it at first and then…

2) I didn’t want to admit that I used to get winded waking to class.

But today it completely sunk in and it felt amazing.

Another small victory occurred at FitWit camp on Friday.  On January 6th, my first week of camp, we did an assessment workout called “Kristie.” And Kristie was one bad mamma jamma. The workout, and this was the beginner version, consisted of :

3 rounds (for time)-

2 indoor laps (running)

40 Lunges

20 wall balls (at least 12/10 pound medicine ball)

15 Kettle Bell swings (at least 35/20 pound)

10 Rows

10 Push-up Burpees

 

As a first week FitWitter, I was so not ready. My body had not attempted anything even close to this ever.  Every exercise tested me in a different way.  I got through the first two rounds of Kristie and then couldn’t make it through the third one. At 32 minutes, I called it quits.

Kristie haunted me. I am fine with a slow time. I will gladly be the one in the back of the pack. But I wasn’t fine with an incomplete.

This Friday offered me an opportunity to revisit my old challenge. When Kristie and I met again, I had five full weeks of camp under my belt.  Kristie was still hard, but five weeks of FitWit has taught me that I could do it. When I felt myself resting for too long, I remembered the January 6th workout and the fact that I wanted to finish it this time. And I did it! I completed all three rounds of the exercises in 29 minutes!

Workout by workout, my inner wonder woman is emerging. Small victory by small victory. I know I will not transform overnight, but each time I show up to workout I feel that transformation taking place.