Okay, I’m not a poet. I didn’t stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night, so that’s not an excuse either. As I mentioned earlier this week, I didn’t weigh in this week because I’m trying so hard to break my obsession with the scale. So tonight the fabulous Angie and I did my measurements to see how they have changed since October 11 when I really started on this journey. I have lost a total of 18.75 inches and 2.8% body fat.
Angie assures me that is a fantastic number. I’m honestly still not sure how I feel for a couple of reasons. First and foremost, this is the first time that I have ever measured myself and compared measurements. I’ve previously lived and quit by the scale. I have nothing to reference as to what is good and what could be better. Second, but almost as important, is that I have lately been battling some incredible demons. Looking at the numbers tonight- all I could see was ‘you’re still fat.’ It’s true that I am still fat. I keep having to remind myself that Rome wasn’t built in a day. I’m working to reverse 31 years of bad habits.
I’ve not been able to tell a difference in looking at pictures until tonight. Angie and I also took some pictures as a point of reference. Of course, I’m my own worst critic when it comes to pictures and what I look like. So I’m going to let you see for yourself. (Note: This is not for an ego boost. This is simply a comparison for those that are interested and/or don’t see me often.)
So there it is. I’m going to keep pounding. I have so far to go but I just have to remind myself that I’ve come so far already. This is a journey. I know it won’t happen overnight. This helps to see that I am getting some results.
Until next time, keep working on your #sexyinprogress
What is it about the numbers on a little tiny machine that rule the lives of so many women? I’m obsessed with the scale. I know it’s not good nor is it healthy. Those numbers don’t define me. They don’t change who I am.
Logically, I know this but can someone please explain to me why I am so concerned with those numbers? Why will I beat myself up if those numbers on the scale aren’t where I want them to be?
It’s so frustrating to be so addicted to something and know it’s not good. I’ve made progress. I feel it. I see it! In fact, I had a pretty good victory this weekend.
I went to a local plus size store and got measured for a new bra. Every girl will tell you that when they lose weight, typically the boobs are the first to go. I’m not blessed in that department to begin with, so it was the last place I wanted to lose! So imagine my delight when I found that I’m down a size in the band but not in the cup. I am THISCLOSE to being able to shop at Victoria’s Secret. This makes me happier than I can possibly tell you. So VS will likely be the first “skinny girl” store I will be able to shop at. I’m really looking forward to it! 🙂
Okay- so back to my original rant… The scale. Ultimately I don’t have a number that I want in the end. After I lose 100 pounds it’s all about how I feel and how I look to me. If I’m happy being a size 14, then I’ll be happy at a size 14. If it’s a size 10, then that’s okay too. My diet and exercise are not the only thing that’s changing. My self esteem is too.
So here’s what I say- if I don’t weigh in every other week, the world isn’t going to end. I’m not going to spontaneously combust. I’ll still be working on me. What I hope will happen is that I will learn more and more that those numbers are not the end of the world. With or without that, I’m becoming a better version of myself.
**Wednesday night, my trainer Angie and I are taking my measurements for the first time since October. I can’t wait to see how they have changed!**
I lost 1.8 pounds this week. So that is a total weigh loss of 27.8 pounds so far. That 30 pound mark is in my sights, y’all!!! I really want to reach that 50 pound mark by the end of April.
I’m really struggling with food- only because I feel like I’m eating the same stuff- fish, chicken, ground turkey… Lean meats. I love those foods and I do cook them differently, but it’s just boring. I’m constantly on Pinterest looking for new meals to cook that can shake things up a bit. (However, did you know how hard it is to find healthy recipes that don’t call for Avacado? I have tried ever which way to eat Avacado and I just don’t like it.). How do you get out of the food slump???
Small victory this week is that in kickboxing last night, we were doing ab exercises at the end as we always do. Ross calls this the “six pack attack.” We did traditional boxing training which includes sit ups. I think I have done one full sit up in my entire life. I did about 10 of them last night. I was stoked. I still have to modify some of my core work outs because my core is WEAK. Feet six inches off the ground- not happening right now. That being said, I have never felt fitter in my life. I’m still a work in progress but I’m getting there… And really, who isn’t a work in progress?
Just beware, I know how to throw elbows and knees now- so don’t make me mad! Lol!
Until next time peeps, keep working on your #SexyInProgress
I am not weighing in today. I went to Baltimore this weekend and there was a birthday party with really good pizza…and breadsticks… And CAKE!!! I legit had a huge carb overload on Saturday. I did much better on Sunday. I’m happy to say I did not give in to the temptation that is Diet Coke. I had the opportunity but stuck to water instead.
Besides traveling and an off day of eating, I am also finding myself becoming more and more obsessed with the scale. I need to break the habit. Several people have said that I should not use the scale at all. I can’t do that. The reason is that sometimes I want to know I’m making progress when I just don’t feel like I am. However- weighing in every other week is a step in the direction of breaking the habit. Besides the number in the scale doesn’t define me.
So instead of weighing in, I’m going to tell you about the kick ass (literally) Kickboxing class tonight. This is the part two of my boxing class. It’s an 8 week class on Monday nights. We’ve only taken a week off between the classes. I have never had my butt kicked so hard in my life. There were several times when I felt like I was just going to throw up. It was that good!
Stephen and Ross- thank you for pushing us!!!! I’m gonna give y’all some eye candy of me kicking butt. Kudos to my buddy Nelson for taking pictures and being an excellent motivator!
Until next time, keep working on your own #sexyinprogress and always fight #likeagirl