Sunday, I was down 44 pounds. Today, my scale says I'm only down 41 pounds.
On the infamous September 11th, I went on my first "successful" diet. I did Adkins and worked out at the YMCA for about 2 years straight. After a certain point, it got to where I thought it would be okay to have a Dr. Pepper or just a little macaroni and cheese... eww. I have to do my best to remember that it is never okay to go back there because, with me, "a little" becomes "a lot." Anyhow, I bring that up because I'm currently about 20 pounds away from my smallest point back then, and I'm also about 8 pounds away from where I was when I met my boyfriend. This is when I start feeling happy and excited about my progress. Now I remember what it feels like to be a little satisfied with myself, and that keeps getting better and better.
This week, I added weight bearing exercise to my routine. I have this friend at work who has just done amazing things for herself in what seems like a very short time. Granted, she didn't have nearly as far to go as I did/do, but she looks awesome, so I asked her to come to the gym with me and show me a thing or two with the weights. We decided to focus on lower body stuff because... hey... I've always wanted a nice ass. haha. Yesterday and today, I have felt the excruciating pain that comes with trying to keep up with a 24 year old girl. She showed me how to do lunges, squats, and a few other things that will both work my legs out and develop that sweet derriere I've been wanting. Afterwards, though, I could barely walk. It was much the same yesterday, and I still went back to the gym for an upper body workout. Today, I decided to take it easy.
Still not being very adventurous with the food. I did switch over to the Dannon Light & Fit Greek yogurt. It has more protein and tastes way better than the other kind I was eating. Right now, I'm looking forward to May, when I can have a nice, juicy, rare, tiny steak. My love and I have decided we will have it for our anniversary.
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