ANYWAY. So I would say on the way there I jogged about half. When I got to the gym I did 6 weight machines in total, and then did some bicep/tricep stuff with free weights. About halfway through my time there I got on the elliptical for 10 minutes because I wanted to get my heart rate back up but also because I was bored. On the way home I walked the whole time. I was tired!
So it was a good workout. And I think I jogged faster than usual because I’m still kind of wheezy. It’s really attractive when I try and laugh and end up coughing and hacking. GENTLEMEN, LOOK NO FURTHER. I’m right here. *wink*. *cough* (And actually, keep reading gents because I talk about my boobs.)
I got two NSVs and a
NSV: Crossing my legs again. It’s just barely possible. But they can stay there on their own whereas before I either couldn’t do it or had to push my leg against something else to keep it from sliding off the other one. That was one of the more embarrassing things because being able to cross my legs (despite reading articles about how it’s bad for you, causing veins or whatever) makes me feel more womanly. I don’t do it often because of said articles, but still. I like being able to do it again.
Another (kind of tmi) NSV: My bras seem to be properly fitting now, bordering on getting a bit loose. When I bought them I was still kind of stuffing into them, I should have gone one size up. But now they fit, the clasps are on the tightest row and when I wear them, there is a space in between my boobs. I covet that space. I’m cool with having bigger boobs, but when they’re just smooshed and stuffed into each other they don’t seem appealing to me. That little bit of space that separates them, that’s what enhances the cleavage and makes me feel a hell of a lot better about my gigantic boobs (the bra I wear now is a 44G. G!) Also, can I say, I have a bra that’s a 40DDD and I looked at it today and it looked TINY to me. Tiny! RiDDDiculous.
Motivator: I’m so looking forward to not caring if the wind is blowing AT me, and it pushes my shirts right up against my stomach and exposes its rotund and lumpy outline. I don’t need a six pack but I am looking forward to a flatter stomach terrain. I don’t need the tum tum to have it’s own topography, is what I’m saying.
Oh, I thought of another motivator. Taking that next picture! I took a progress picture when I had lost 22 pounds, so I’ll probably take the next one when I get down to 220ish, or a 40 pound loss. I’m hoping the Challenge will help get me there!
*1/2 a cup cottage cheese
*half an arnold’s thin with 1 tbsp peanut butter
*cup of milk
*wrap: large whole wheat wrap, handful of baby spinach, shredded carrots, chicken, 2 or 3 tbsp of tzatziki sauce, 5 small bread and butter pickles
*1/2 a cup of cottage cheese (see, I had a full cup prepared at breakfast but I only at half because I was full from everything else, so for lunch I finished it up. Stay tuned for more thrilling tales)
*crab salad on romaine lettuce: crab salad was a can of lump meat, 2 tbsp mayo, 1 tsp traditional English mustard (whatever that means), shredded carrots, and a sprinkling of Old Bay and pepper. Mixed it with romaine lettuce and ¼ of a cucumber, diced.
NO CANDY! No candy today. I did look at the nutritional value of all the mini and fun-sized bars, but I decided it wasn't really worth it. There were a few times today when, due to various circumstances, I was irritated and frustrated and in those moments I wanted to eat candy. But I didn't.
Sadly the journey starts here - we have SO much leftover and since my parents are retired and I'm jobless, no one can exactly take it to work to get rid of it. And I'm not gonna throw it away since I didn't buy it, I don't think that'd be fair. I guess we'll see what kind of self-discipline I have!