In case you’re new to this blog, I have pretty much face-planted in every attempt at online dating. Disappointed and fed up, I needed a break from it and decided to use my dating hiatus to make a few self-improvements… a tune-up on my own life, so to speak. And thus, Project Peach Cadet was born. Go-go-gadget one month status update!
PPC#1: Quit smoking – I went strong for the first 5 days, but broke down and had a few…a few times. Then I dug deeper and found new resolve in weeks two/three. I am happy to report that I have not smoked a single cigarette in about two weeks!! Go me!!! I feel uhhhhmazing. And proud of myself!
PPC#2 +#3: Join a gym, hire a trainer – Joined the gym on April 2. First trainer session was April 3. K, my trainer, confessed this week that he chalked me up initially to just another barbie doll type who wouldn’t put in the work and/or would complain the whole time. WRONG! He quickly found out I’m a fighter.
K trains me 3x a week and the other 2 weekdays I go on my own to do cardio or a class. I even ran a 5K with my brother and nephew! Also bought one of these heart monitor things  on April 14th and started using the MyFitnessPal app to track exercise vs food intake. I love seeing tangible stats and numbers (geek that I am!), and here’s what they tell me:
Total Workouts Duration – 19:48:09
Sessions – 21
Calories burned – 9,486
The scale tells me I’ve lost 3.6 lbs, but I don’t care so much about that. My starting weight was on the low end for my height, but I had ZERO muscle tone. I was a jiggly skinny girl who couldn’t do a pushup if you tempted me with Gerard Butler slathered in Nutella. Yum. But I digress. I knew when I started that my weight would probably maintain or go UP due to building muscle. Bottom line: I could give a shit about the number. I want to be strong AND lean. Secretly, I want to be badass enough to be able to do an unassisted pullup. Or ten!
PPC#4 + #5: Eat better, less booze
Yep. I’m being a very, very good girl. Bocas, tofu, lean proteins, tons of veggies, only whole grains and healthy fats. No sodas, no white bread/pasta, little sugar. The app keeps me honest because I make myself track EVERYTHING I consume. If I have a Beach Blanket or glass of wine, I enter it. If I eat ribs and brunswick stew from this place
, I add it. (I did, and I did!) Getting fit isn’t rocket science. It’s fuel in vs. fuel out. And I can already tell by the way my clothes are fitting that eating “clean” is working.
|So true. Just this morning I looked in the mirror and said, “Holy SHIT, is that an ab muscle?!?!”. rrrRRawrr!
PPC#6 + #7: No dating. Be selfish. Make me happy, make me strong, make me better.
I have had SO much fun immersing myself in just…. being happy. I splurged on an iPad, lots of new gym clothes, running shoes, crazy expensive sheets, and more furniture for my still mostly-bare townhome. I’ve had great girl time with a treasured friend who visited from NYC and even planned a few trips for later this month!
I am determined not to let distractions get the best of me. Not the friend’s trainer who pursued me via text messaging, calling himself ‘Daddy’. Not the dipshit I used to date who goes to my gym and insists on talking to me. Not the mystery guys in the gym asking my trainer “who’s the new girl?”. (Don’t know who, don’t care.) Not the Yogi, who called again a few days ago. Not the friends who want to set me up on blind dates. And of course, not all the beautiful sweaty, ripped male bodies in the gym. I will not be distracted. I will not think about how long it’s been since I had sex. Dammit. Now I’m thinking about when the last time… nope, won’t do it. I am FOCUSED.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t lonely at times. But I know that what I’m doing for myself right now is far more valuable in the long-term than any of that mess up there. Besides, hitting 115lbs on the inner-thigh machine today? Those muscles will come in handy soon enough. Muahahaha.
Wish me luck with month 2!