What on earth is Operation Skinny Cow?

Operation Skinny Cow was born after a few of us in Blogland decided it might be nice to lose some weight and/or get a bit fitter. We decided it would be even nicer if we encouraged each other along the way.

You can read about how it started in this post.

If you want to be part of the fun and add your own posts to this blog then send an e-mail to Emily Sue at reachingforgreen@gmail.com and she'll set you up as an author.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Slightly less embarrassing (Femina)

As I think I've mentioned before, I meet with two friends to pray and chat every second Tuesday. This week we made an exercise pact for the next two weeks, each agreeing to what exercise we'd have done by the time we next meet. I agreed to use my treadmill 6 times (3 times each week), plus walk to my counselling session on Tuesday if it's not raining. It occurred to me today that if I don't start soon I'll be forced to have six sessions on the treadmill on the same day. Eeek! Not ideal. Not even possible, at my current level of blobbiness.

So, tonight I put an episode of Stargate SG-1 in the DVD player and hopped on the treadmill, determined to manage MORE than the embarrassing five minutes I managed last time.  Having the treadmill level this time made a difference... I managed 40 minutes, mostly at 5.5km/h. Oh yeah. I have jelly-legs but I'm feeling very smug too.

However... I'm not weighing myself yet. Or at least, not disclosing it yet.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Well, that was embarrassing (Femina)

You may recall that I recently cancelled my gym membership and bought a treadmill. The treadmill arrived a week ago and I've used it every single day... oh, okay then, I've used it once. This evening I came home and immediately changed into comfy gear and running shoes so I could use the treadmill. I popped a Frasier DVD in the player, thinking that one half-hour episode should be plenty.

Three minutes into walking I got off briefly to find my water bottle (yeah, I've sort of forgotten how this exercise thing works) then got back on. Five minutes later my heart rate was up and I was puffing. FIVE MINUTES. Well, I suppose that five minutes of running will do that... oh, but wait, I wasn't running. I was walking... 5.5kmh. That's a brisk walking pace but not extreme.

Five minutes. Huh.

Okay, to redeem myself slightly, I have just realised that my treadmill was set at the highest incline... so that was five minutes UPHILL.  Yeah, that makes it better...

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Moooo-ving on down (rhubarb)

Today, I gave away 2 laundry baskets of jeans and another of t shirts. I threw away 4 bras.

A size down, my next goal is to get into the last of the clothes that are 'snug' that fit me 5 years ago. Almost there.

Motivate me!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

So I'm obviously back to eating...

Well, it appears that the weight-loss benefits of having teeth removed are pretty short-lived once the mouth heals up enough to recommence eating.

This week I've put on 0.4 kg. It could be a temporary blip after a packet of Gaiety chocky bickkies over a couple of days and a good serve of corn chips last night. I have also continued the ice-cream because they had to take bone out to get the teeth, and I'm thinking that I need to keep my calcium intake up while it heals itself. We'll see for next week.

So I'm a good little cow-girl reminding all my friends that we all have bad weeks. And that doing some exercise is possibly a good idea.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Weigh-In Wednesday (Femina)

Whoa... last time I weighed in was THREE MONTHS AGO. Bad cowgirl!

Last time: 71.9
Today: 72.6
Difference: 700g gain

Of course that's not an entirely accurate picture since in the last three months my weight has gone up and down a fair bit. I got up to 74kg at one point, which was more than enough to make me take stock and reign in the munching a little bit!

In exercise news, I have cancelled my gym membership because I was hardly using it and I can't really afford it. Plus my reasons for going to the gym have changed - I joined initially when I was at the tail-end of several months of depression and exercise was more of a depression-management tool than anything else. And it was great for that. Now, however, my mental health is loads better and the gym just isn't doing it for me. Instead, I have just bought a treadmill (it's being delivered next Tuesday) and hopefully the fact that I don't have to go out to exercise - in fact can exercise in my PJs if I want - will help me to be more motivated.

The food is another matter. Hmmm...