03/16/2010
279.6 lbs
That was yesterday's weight. Today...it's a little higher, so I think I'll stick with that.
Kids, SO much has happened in the few weeks I've been gone. Firstly, I saw LDL. Boy, did I see him. A lot. Like many, many, many times. Repeatedly. I saw him. It was good. It was really good. I think you get the point.
Secondly, I haven't hit my gym up with Li'l Bit since being back in town. This is a bad thing. I have managed to lose a few lbs and keep them off since the CHALLENGE last month. This is a good thing. MAC (said challenger and ADVERSARY) is now with child. Shit. I'm SO happy for her, but now the whole percentage of loss thing...totally no longer applicable. Doesn't mean I'm no longer motivated. It just means I have to find someone else to blame for my pain when I exercise. It's always good to have a scapegoat (MAC, I don't think you're a goat...just wanna make that clear).
Holy Followers! I've jumped 5 followers in the few weeks I've been gone. That blows my mind! I am so happy that people like this blog enough to follow it and I've had a steady climb upward, but I've never had such a big jump in numbers before. It's humbling. And, of course, it feeds my ego. Ironic, I know, but it does work both ways.
I have a crazy summer formulating. The next few months have a lot going on socially. Great motivation for keeping on track. Also, lots of reasons to panic a bit since a few involve bathing suits. I can do it, I just have to gear up for it. You know what I mean.
To top everything off, I met someone locally. It's such a new, budding possibility I don't want to talk about it in detail right now. It's confusing because of LDL. But, then again, there's the L-D part of the equation which really sucks. Ugh. I see him again in May. Months between visits is not condusive for growing into anything more than whatever it is we are now.
WTH??? When did my life become so damn complicated????
Oh. Yeah. When sex came back into it.
It is a calorie burner, tho.
-jafg
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Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
I Hate No Pain No Gain.
02/21/2011
283.2 lbs
That is definitely yesterday's weight. I was in such a hurry to be on time this morning (which, might I add, I was 4 minutes early) that I forgot to weigh myself. And I really wanted to, too.
I didn't work out Friday night. I just checked out. I went home and immediately cracked open a beer (which is actually a rarity to have in the house). I just wasn't down with the whole idea of trying to get my ass moving after work. Especially by myself for the first time out of the gate again. It's just one of those things.
I did work out on Saturday, tho. For an hour! With a new workout buddy! She's a new friend, met her in December at a Wine Down Wednesday (half price bottles of wine...I heart Wednesdays)/Birthday Celebration. We were instant BFFs. Anyway, I asked her if she'd be interested in working out with me on Saturday. She said yes! YEA!! So here she comes, all 4'11" of her, (I should tell you, her size or lack there of, does not bother me in the slightest) in a little tennis outfit 'cause she just got done with a clinic. I hop on my favorite elliptical machine, which btw, has a lot more "wear and tear" since the last time I've seen it, poor thing, and she hops on the treadmill beside me.
I do a fairly good incline for 24.43 minutes. At that point, I could feel a heat rash developing in a location I'd rather not disclose right now. I forgot about those. So, I tell her I've had enough elliptical and she says, "we're gonna hit the weights, right?" Sure. I'm thinking that my arms could use a little workout, too. We spend the next 45 minutes on almost every machine in the place. It was awesome. And hillarious. I hope that laughing burns calories, too.
There's this bicep/tricep machine where you have to put your elbows down on this ledge and take these handle things and push the weights down and back. I never used it before. I always skipped it. Well, Little Bit added it to our list of machines to use. It made me discover I have muscles above my elbows. I know this now because they hurt every time I move more than my fingers and wrists. I'm talking pain. Real pain. Still-lingering-it-hurts-to-pick-up-the-phone-and-lift-my-coffee-cup-two-days-later pain. My rash is gone, thank GOD, my legs feel no stress or soreness whatsoever, but DEAR LORD my arms.
I remember that I got sore after workout. I remember feeling like I needed to go to the ER after my first hiphophell class. Don't laugh, I seriously considered it. What I don't remember is the actual feeling of the pain. The soreness every time you move in just the right-or maybe wrong-way and you just want to freeze and never move again.
Of course, freezing is not an option. Lack of motion is why I'm so damn sore in the first place. I know this is the first step [again] in getting healthy, but this is definitely a part of the process I don't like. I did enjoy the sweating, tho. And boy, did I sweat!
So, I'm doing it all again on Tuesday. Yea. Holy Crap. Both sentiments really apply. Little Bit has agreed to work out with me. She's not a gym bunny which is awesome. As a matter of fact, as I drank my mojitos and she drank her mimosas over brunch on Sunday. She was telling me how sore she was, too!
Misery does love Company. Especially when adult beverages are involved.
-jafg
283.2 lbs
That is definitely yesterday's weight. I was in such a hurry to be on time this morning (which, might I add, I was 4 minutes early) that I forgot to weigh myself. And I really wanted to, too.
I didn't work out Friday night. I just checked out. I went home and immediately cracked open a beer (which is actually a rarity to have in the house). I just wasn't down with the whole idea of trying to get my ass moving after work. Especially by myself for the first time out of the gate again. It's just one of those things.
I did work out on Saturday, tho. For an hour! With a new workout buddy! She's a new friend, met her in December at a Wine Down Wednesday (half price bottles of wine...I heart Wednesdays)/Birthday Celebration. We were instant BFFs. Anyway, I asked her if she'd be interested in working out with me on Saturday. She said yes! YEA!! So here she comes, all 4'11" of her, (I should tell you, her size or lack there of, does not bother me in the slightest) in a little tennis outfit 'cause she just got done with a clinic. I hop on my favorite elliptical machine, which btw, has a lot more "wear and tear" since the last time I've seen it, poor thing, and she hops on the treadmill beside me.
I do a fairly good incline for 24.43 minutes. At that point, I could feel a heat rash developing in a location I'd rather not disclose right now. I forgot about those. So, I tell her I've had enough elliptical and she says, "we're gonna hit the weights, right?" Sure. I'm thinking that my arms could use a little workout, too. We spend the next 45 minutes on almost every machine in the place. It was awesome. And hillarious. I hope that laughing burns calories, too.
There's this bicep/tricep machine where you have to put your elbows down on this ledge and take these handle things and push the weights down and back. I never used it before. I always skipped it. Well, Little Bit added it to our list of machines to use. It made me discover I have muscles above my elbows. I know this now because they hurt every time I move more than my fingers and wrists. I'm talking pain. Real pain. Still-lingering-it-hurts-to-pick-up-the-phone-and-lift-my-coffee-cup-two-days-later pain. My rash is gone, thank GOD, my legs feel no stress or soreness whatsoever, but DEAR LORD my arms.
I remember that I got sore after workout. I remember feeling like I needed to go to the ER after my first hiphophell class. Don't laugh, I seriously considered it. What I don't remember is the actual feeling of the pain. The soreness every time you move in just the right-or maybe wrong-way and you just want to freeze and never move again.
Of course, freezing is not an option. Lack of motion is why I'm so damn sore in the first place. I know this is the first step [again] in getting healthy, but this is definitely a part of the process I don't like. I did enjoy the sweating, tho. And boy, did I sweat!
So, I'm doing it all again on Tuesday. Yea. Holy Crap. Both sentiments really apply. Little Bit has agreed to work out with me. She's not a gym bunny which is awesome. As a matter of fact, as I drank my mojitos and she drank her mimosas over brunch on Sunday. She was telling me how sore she was, too!
Misery does love Company. Especially when adult beverages are involved.
-jafg
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