It's Wednesday again. And I get to come back and admit again that I have been slacking.
I haven't been eating well. I haven't been running...or walking either. It's been just me, my weights and the floor. Nothing serious. And when you half-ass it...you get half-assed results.
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Now for something more uplifting.
NSVs (non scale victories)
The scale is not the only determining factor in your weight loss success. At least, it shouldn't be. There are a host of other things that you can celebrate.
Here are some of mine...
I can see my feet!
The ring that I got for Mother's Day 3 years ago fits again...for the first time in 3 years.
My sharms are going away. (Sharms are like cankles, except with your shoulders and arms.)
I can wear my necklaces without those 3 inch extenders you buy separately.
I am starting to see the outline of my collar bone under my skin/flab. (This one is super awesome, because the collar bone area is my fav part of a body.)
My shoes fit better.
The area of my thighs that touch is getting smaller!!
All of these things have made my body transformation exciting. A lot of people say that it's not about the number on the scale...that it's about how you feel. Well, that can be true to a certain extent. I feel pretty good right now. But I can't stop here. I am still overweight. I have a family history of heart disease and cancers. The extra weight is not my friend. Whether I feel good or not.
So, yes, I will continue to work to get down to a goal weight range.
But you should always celebrate those victories in between!
Happy Hump Day!!
It's Wednesday again. And I get to come back and admit again that I have been slacking.
I haven't been eating well. I haven't been running...or walking either. It's been just me, my weights and the floor. Nothing serious. And when you half-ass it...you get half-assed results.
...............................
Now for something more uplifting.
NSVs (non scale victories)
The scale is not the only determining factor in your weight loss success. At least, it shouldn't be. There are a host of other things that you can celebrate.
Here are some of mine...
I can see my feet!
The ring that I got for Mother's Day 3 years ago fits again...for the first time in 3 years.
My sharms are going away. (Sharms are like cankles, except with your shoulders and arms.)
I can wear my necklaces without those 3 inch extenders you buy separately.
I am starting to see the outline of my collar bone under my skin/flab. (This one is super awesome, because the collar bone area is my fav part of a body.)
My shoes fit better.
The area of my thighs that touch is getting smaller!!
All of these things have made my body transformation exciting. A lot of people say that it's not about the number on the scale...that it's about how you feel. Well, that can be true to a certain extent. I feel pretty good right now. But I can't stop here. I am still overweight. I have a family history of heart disease and cancers. The extra weight is not my friend. Whether I feel good or not.
So, yes, I will continue to work to get down to a goal weight range.
But you should always celebrate those victories in between!
I have not been doing as well with the exercise as I should have been. My idea to walk five days a week went out the window on day 2. Yeah. I have no will power. I have been keeping up with the weights and such.
The reason Weight-y Wednesday was postponed was because the numbers were skewed. You ladies know what I'm talking about. Usually, once a month, girls' bodies go haywire and bloat and retain so much water weight that they could feed an entire herd of cattle. I don't generally have this problem. I have been taking Depo for years. I don't generally have a cycle and I generally have only a couple of the symptoms. Due to my recent weight loss, my body had to readjust. And so I had a cycle for the first time in SIX years. Boo!
One day I weighed 171.0 lbs. The next, it was 173.6 lbs. Talk about a shock.
So, today is Friday. And I have my eating back under control. And here is what the scale told me this morning.
So, I'm up a 1.8 lbs. I am also taking measurements and that is where things get exciting! I've lost 4 inches over my whole body in the last 10 days. Weights. They make the difference ladies.
I really do need to get my stuff together. I've been half assing things. If I want real results, I need to step up my game and really commit.
I'll work on that.
Have a great weekend people!
As I wrote on Wednesday, things have been hectic.
I have not been doing as well with the exercise as I should have been. My idea to walk five days a week went out the window on day 2. Yeah. I have no will power. I have been keeping up with the weights and such.
The reason Weight-y Wednesday was postponed was because the numbers were skewed. You ladies know what I'm talking about. Usually, once a month, girls' bodies go haywire and bloat and retain so much water weight that they could feed an entire herd of cattle. I don't generally have this problem. I have been taking Depo for years. I don't generally have a cycle and I generally have only a couple of the symptoms. Due to my recent weight loss, my body had to readjust. And so I had a cycle for the first time in SIX years. Boo!
One day I weighed 171.0 lbs. The next, it was 173.6 lbs. Talk about a shock.
So, today is Friday. And I have my eating back under control. And here is what the scale told me this morning.
So, I'm up a 1.8 lbs. I am also taking measurements and that is where things get exciting! I've lost 4 inches over my whole body in the last 10 days. Weights. They make the difference ladies.
I really do need to get my stuff together. I've been half assing things. If I want real results, I need to step up my game and really commit.
Last week I told y'all that I was going to be starting the C25k program. I didn't. And I'm not going to any time soon.
I don't have the breathing abilities to properly run for any length of time. So...I'm going to start walking. Every day. 5 days a week. For an hour per day. I can do that. Easy peasy!
Most of those days will be on the dreadmill. I hate the dreadmill. P and I will be spending more time outdoors this summer, so it won't be all bad. P likes to exercise with me. I like this phase...the one where being like mom is awesome. It won't last long.
I will also continue my weights/resistance workouts. I'll still be doing that 3 to 5 times a week. Have I mentioned how much I really like weights? I mean...I love the changes I've seen lately.
So today is the first day of "Walking in May." And here is my starting point.
I will only be weighing myself on Wednesdays this month. It's going to be a challenge.
Also, last night, I bought my goal pants. They are a nice pair of size 8 S dark wash jeans. Yes, I have short legs. It's horrible. I actually tried the goal pants on and I actually got them up over my baby-making hips...and my thunder thighs. Buttoning was not happening, but hey, they are goal pants.
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And a funny story...
A couple nights ago, P was getting ready for bed. I walked into the bathroom to find her using the pointy end of my teasing brush to push her hair up (think back to old school picks). I asked her what she was doing. She replied, "I do this every night. I want my hair to be poofy in the morning." I couldn't help but smile and laugh. I told her, "That's my girl. Jack it to Jesus." She now tells me she has to "Jack up her hair." She cracks me up.
I'm going to leave you on this Hump Day with some oddity.
Have you ever heard a cat chirp? Apparently some cats do this in order to hypnotize their prey. I've had a lot of cats in my life. Graye is the only cat I have ever heard make this noise. It's awesome. Enjoy.
Happy Hump Day!!
Happy Hump Day y'all!!
Last week I told y'all that I was going to be starting the C25k program. I didn't. And I'm not going to any time soon.
I don't have the breathing abilities to properly run for any length of time. So...I'm going to start walking. Every day. 5 days a week. For an hour per day. I can do that. Easy peasy!
Most of those days will be on the dreadmill. I hate the dreadmill. P and I will be spending more time outdoors this summer, so it won't be all bad. P likes to exercise with me. I like this phase...the one where being like mom is awesome. It won't last long.
I will also continue my weights/resistance workouts. I'll still be doing that 3 to 5 times a week. Have I mentioned how much I really like weights? I mean...I love the changes I've seen lately.
So today is the first day of "Walking in May." And here is my starting point.
I will only be weighing myself on Wednesdays this month. It's going to be a challenge.
Also, last night, I bought my goal pants. They are a nice pair of size 8 S dark wash jeans. Yes, I have short legs. It's horrible. I actually tried the goal pants on and I actually got them up over my baby-making hips...and my thunder thighs. Buttoning was not happening, but hey, they are goal pants.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
And a funny story...
A couple nights ago, P was getting ready for bed. I walked into the bathroom to find her using the pointy end of my teasing brush to push her hair up (think back to old school picks). I asked her what she was doing. She replied, "I do this every night. I want my hair to be poofy in the morning." I couldn't help but smile and laugh. I told her, "That's my girl. Jack it to Jesus." She now tells me she has to "Jack up her hair." She cracks me up.
I'm going to leave you on this Hump Day with some oddity.
Have you ever heard a cat chirp? Apparently some cats do this in order to hypnotize their prey. I've had a lot of cats in my life. Graye is the only cat I have ever heard make this noise. It's awesome. Enjoy.
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