There wasn't much on the agenda this past weekend. A little cleaning, a little hockey, a birthday party, some work... that was about it.
With a less than jam packed schedule, it meant that I had absolutely no excuse but to get some good workouts in. I use a fit bit to track my steps. It syncs up with my "Loseit" app to keep me on track.
I have a few friends who also have a fitbit and we have connected via the app. It lets you motivated each other. They also have this neat area called "Challenges". You can challenge your friends to a variety of things like Goal Day, Daily Showdown, Workweek hustle or Weekend Warrior.
I picked Weekend Warrior and invited Kim and Sally to join Friday night. The challenge started Saturday am. Sally was up bright and early Saturday and was way out in front. Then Kim jumped on the treadmill so by the time I woke up I was pretty far behind.
Saturday I was house cleaning, so I let the step count rack up as I meandered about the house. My daily goal is about 10,000 steps which is the generally accepted number for people to strive for (or so I've been told). During the work week, I have a hard time hitting it considering I sit at a desk all day. I do try to get up for a walk at lunch, but it doesn't always happen.
Ordinarily after spending the day cleaning the house, the last thing I want to do is work out, but a quick check of the challenge standings and the competitive girl in me laced up the shoes for a 3 mile jog. (Well... jog/walk if I am being completely honest, but hey... better than riding the couch).
At the end of Saturday I had racked up 18,204 steps. Not too shabby. I moved up into second place.
I knew that Sunday was going to be harder because the boys each had a game, which means for at least 2 hours on Sunday, I was going to be sitting and watching their games. Logan's game was great, he got player of the game. He's been working so hard for awhile, I was really proud that he earned it.
Zach's game was ok. They lost - which I never care about, but Zach lost it. He completely melted down on the bench and his coach had to tell him to sit out for awhile until he got under control. Sigh.
When we got home from Zach's game we had a big heart to heart. After all was said and done, he needed a little love. So we put in an Indiana Jones movie and snuggled on the couch. It did nothing for my step count, but it was important for me to be there for Zach.
What I really wanted to do the remainder of the day was sit on the couch and tuck into a "holiday pour" glass of wine. However, I knew that would do me no favors AMJ wise and would put me even farther behind in the Weekend Warrior Challenge.
I laced up my sneakers and headed down to the treadmill for some quality time. I wasn't up to running, so I walked - at a decent clip, but again... better than nothing.
I put on Craig Ferguson's I'm here to help from Netflix on and did a 4 mile walk. Hopped off the treadmill and saw I was just slightly behind Kim, by 100 or so steps. So I started marching around the house, tidying, putting things away, doing stairs. Anything and everything I could do rack up the number.
As I went to bed on Sunday night, I had accumulated 14,629 steps. For a Grand Total of 32,833 steps over the course of the weekend and just enough to claim first place.
It was surprising to me how much a little friendly competition motivated me to move. When I would have otherwise set up camp catching up on my shows, I worked out. Amazing in the land of me.
AMJ check in: Down 9lbs.