Look who’s posting TWO days in a row. Settle down, everyone.
Lyss and I are going to Yoga tonight for the first time in a whiiiiile and I could not be more excited. It’s another one of those tough things to follow through on in the winter, and since I moved I haven’t been able to find a place near me that seems as awesome as our beloved Samara in Somerville.
That is my next goal- to find a yoga studio in my new town and become a part of their community so I can start building towards the ultimate goal of getting Yoga Certified.
Anywho, I’ll be sure to take some pics tonight so our page gets some more love. Gottta give it to git it, right?
And I certainly feel guilty about it. Really, I do. But, things are picking up, and I want to make more of a point to be posting and such. You’re welcome.
My yearly rejection of winter has set in. Yeah, even though I have lived in New England my entire life, every year I reach a point when I start wearing shoes that inappropriate for the snow that is still on the ground, testing the water with blazers instead of a parka, and just being an all-around idiot, just because it stays light later. WHATEVER, I’M QUIRKY.
Quick recap of things since my last post:
- as of this morning I am at 194.9 pounds. I know, I said I wanted to be 192 by February. That didn’t happen, but I still feel good. I feel like this is round 2 and I’m am as ready as I was to kick these last 34 pounds to the curb as I was in June when we started this whole shin dig.
-I was in a production of the Vagina Monologues at a historic theatre in Somerville, MA, the amazing little town I used to live in. Oh, and it was in the middle of that little snowstorm called Nemo. It felt great to be back on stage and I am so ready to start auditioning for more things.
-I decided that I want to become a certified Yoga teacher in a few years, and built a plan about making it happen. It all starts with a plan.
-Lyss and I are collectively 5 pounds away from LOSING 100 POUNDS BETWEEN THE TWO OF US. Isn’t that nuts?!
-We are also gearing up for BIKINIS. I have never worn a bikini in my entire life, so we are going to make a few Target trips between now and our goal weights and take pics of each other in the family sized dressing room to put our bodies in perspective, see how we are improving/need to improve, and torture ourselves.
-I have had a serious case of the Winter Blues, which is normal, but I really have not let it curb my weightloss too much. I truly believe that it would have slowed down during the past few months whether it was winter or summer because my body has not been this small in a long time. So, it’s not coming off quite as quickly, but I am so ready to be in full force. BIKINI BIKINI BIKINI.
Aaand, because you all deserve it, here are some pictures of my life in the past few months:
I made these for Christmas presents for some folks and was really proud of how low-cal they were (thanks, Skinny Taste!) and professional they looked.
I chopped all of my hair off. It was so scary, but I LOVE it! The woman who cut it specializes in curly haircuts, and she did such a wonderful job. Message me for details if you are in the Boston area!
I never go to the gym after work and this is why. A line for the Treadmills? EFF that in the A. Elliptical for me, thank you.
Progress! In that before picture I think I had already lost around 10-12 pounds and thought I looked so good that day. Perspective.
These exist. I love love love Skinny Cow ice cream, but sometimes I get bored with the flavors they have, etc. This will do me good for a while, though.
It has been about a month since I last posted….holyyyy.
Well, I’m at 200.4, which is exactly 2 lbs less than my last post a little less than a month ago. I don’t love that I only lost 2 pounds in one month, BUT it was December, so I’m not beating myself up over it.
Now it’s January, and it’s almost my birthday, and I am going to continue my 24th year as healthily as possible. I want to be 192 by February, which is completely doable.
I will write a longer, more inspirational, heartfelt, epiphany inducing post soon, but my desk at work has been moved, so it’s harder to be on the ‘ol tumbly.
Lately I’ve been experiencing a weight loss side effect that I never expected. Now, at 184lbs, I’ve reduced my body weight by almost 18% (WOAH!) and I feel more confident than I ever have before. Actually, I’ve always been pretty confident. I think the word I’m looking for is ‘comfortable’. The buttons on my pants aren’t tucked in and paired with a long shirt to cover it. When I pull and tug at my clothes it’s because they’re becoming too big on me. I can breathe easily on steepest part of the hill to my apartment. I can finally lift my arms in that blazer I bought 3 years ago. I don’t need to hold that pillow over me when I sit on the couch, hiding what we all knew was there.
You get the idea.
This morning my brother sent me a picture of an old friend, well known as “Fat Larry”. He sent the picture to give me a laugh.
LOLOL he’s so fat! Haha! Funny!
But really, my heart broke. All I could think was how uncomfortable he must feel, how he probably doesn’t like to look at pictures of himself, how he looks away when he catches his reflection in a mirror. Maybe he doesn’t feel like that at all and it’s just me projecting how I used to feel sometimes. Regardless, let’s not laugh anymore. Because sometimes you’re fat and don’t know how to change. Or there’s one or many of a million issues that could be preventing you from changing your body. I’m grateful I figured my shit out, and can only hope that other people get the experience how good I feel. I refuse to subscribe to the “fat is ugly and disgusting” mindset we’ve been spoon fed our whole lives. Because fuck that!
That’s right, bitches! I have just about hit the 40 lb mark, AND I am just about out of the obese BMI range.
GLORY GLORY HALLELUJAH!!
I have finally gotten over my little slump, and it feels great. I have noticed that whenever I plateau a little, when I get over it, it’s usually in a big way, which is awesome!
s’gonna be a good day, y’all
One thing that helps me along my weightloss journey is projecting my goals along with the dates I would like to achieve them. I don’t delude myself into thinking that I’m always going to lose 2 pounds every week, but I like to set the goal, and then re-visit my list to keep it up to date.
Here’s my current GW list (I weighed in at 207 this morning):
Dec. 7- 206 (totally doable)
Dec. 14- 204
Dec. 21- 202 (no longer obese on the BMI scale!)
Dec. 28- 200
Jan. 4- 198
Jan. 11- 196
Jan. 18- 194
Jan. 25- 192
Feb. 1- 190
I have one. And it’s usually harmless. Unless we’re playing Taboo, in which case, good luck to you.
But, my competitive nature came in handy this morning at the gym when I was losing steam on the elliptical. Some beef-head college athlete with in his grey sweats get-up decided to choose the elliptical right beside mine (when the others were all empty) and start going hard. And racing me. So I raced back. We were totally racing each other. It was awesome.
I was sweating my tits off, but I couldn’t let this dbag, who is actually probably a nice guy, beat me. Even though you can’t really ellipti-race. And you know what happened? He got off before I did. I planned on being on that sucker for no longer than 30 minutes, and because he finished right around my 40 minutes, I decided to go for 45 full minutes. BOOM. FACED.
Moral of the story: get into beastmode. It’s a killer.
Just went through the last month of posts and I’ve pretty much stayed the same. I have been very up and down through November, when I started it saying it would be my month. I made a liar out of myself. I have a few
reasons excuses as to why this happened, and one is a sincere suggestion of a plateau and here’s why:
The last time I remember weighing myself, I remember it being around 215 pounds. I think this was a norm for me, although I have always fluctuated a bit. Besides that weight, I don’t think I have ever (in my adult life) been much less than that, and my body knows that. Of course I have had some times within this month (hello, holidays) when I have eaten less carefully, but I have done that my whole journey so far, so I think my body is trying to fight this change and moving a little bit slower, but I am trying to stay really positive. Here’s why that’s hard:
COLD. I immediately lose motivation for things when winter comes, which is so stupid, because I live in New England. We have winter for like, 5-6 months! So give it u, baby gurl, s’not gettin any warmer unless you sweat! Speaking of which, I BEASTED it at the gym this morning and was very warm in the cold after, so it does help.
I’ll get there. I’m re-setting my weekly goals as we speak, and I will continue to do my best.
First of all….
….yeah. August, September, November. good stuff.
Now for another NSV as times have been tough and I need to RISE ABOVE (ahem, scuse me)….
I bought this dress months and months and months ago. Hoping to wear it to a wedding. This bitch would not fit over my bountiful breasts AT ALL, and I had to struggle just to get it over my head to then realize it wasn’t going to fit at all. anywhere. A few months ago I tried it on and it fit on top, but would not (would NOT) fit over my belly. Although it is tight in the boobie area still today (maybe always, that’s what scarves are for) it totally fits! Ahhhh victory. I’m still staying away from the scale until Friday, and hoping to break even from pre and post Thanksgiving, and then FULL SPEED AHEAD.
Also, these pictures of me are usually taken while my two office cohabitants are in the room. It’s not a big room. I’m just stealth.