I went today. & now know that Monday is the day to go, not Friday when everyone else is there.
As you know, I ask them not to tell me what the scale says. Because I go by mine at home. They don't take me seriously... I step off the scale and hear, "OMG, you've lost 6 lbs!" So, I look down at what she wrote. 180. As calmly as I could, I said, "No, I haven't. My scale has said that amount for at least the last 3 weeks."
Obviously, I am pissed.
I think I'm going to throw my scale away. Or have the hubbs hide it and make him swear to not get it out no matter how much I beg or get pissed at him.
I worked my ass off last night. Or maybe I should say Bob worked my ass last night. Well, that doesn't sound good either...
ANYWAY, I feel a difference. But I'm not sure where. I assume it should be my face or arms, but I don't see anything there.
So, I'm standing in the hubbs' bathroom naked, staring at myself in the mirror. Naturally, he walks in. "WTF are you doing?" he asks. "I feel like something is different but I don't know what." I answer. Without a second to even think, he points right to it. And all be damned if he ain't right on the money. I have to stare for a little while longer just to be sure, but he's found the spot. Of course, it's not anywhere that is a measurement area.
It's the ab area right under my breasts and right above my prego appearing belly. They used to look like 2 halves of donuts. But not anymore! They'e not completely fat free by any means, but they are smaller. That is instant happiness. Makes me feel like just maybe my hard efforts are working!
Tomorrow is weigh in day. And we all know I will still be stuck at 180. But I am going to get my lipo shot tomorrow, that I didn't get last week, and maybe that'll pump something into gear! *crosses fingers*
With time, women gain weight because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room, it distributes out to the rest of our bodies. So we aren't heavy, we are enormously cultured, educated and happy.
Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think, Good grief, look how smart I am!
Got phentermine Friday. It's not Adipex, it's the generic. But, it only cost me $5 for a month supply. If it works, that's awesome!
It's made me feel funny, but not bad. I'm hoping I will get used to it and that will go away.
I also go my lipo shot. She did it nice and slow so it didn't burn too bad.
Best part is, I almost chickened out. But they were out of the lipo pills so I had no other choice.
Hubbs still hasn't hid the scale. So, of course, I got on it this morning. It said 180! I almost died. Right there. That's a 2 lb loss since Friday. He's supposed to hide it today though because I don't want to weigh for 2 weeks. Yes, I changed from the original 4...
I am sooo scared of losing it too fast and getting flabby. I'm going to bust my ass this week doing strength training.
I know that more of you walk! So, just join me here! My sn is JessCaylor.
I did a mile on the treadmill last night. Can't even remember the last time I used it!
Yes, I know I could've/should've done more. But I wanted to try the p90x ab ripper dvd. Um, it was a complete joke. I ended up doing a million crunches because I couldn't do most of what they were doing. I think it's more for people who already have abs of steel! srsly
Hubbs said I should've done the core dvd first. oops I'm not stupid. I know I have no core strength. Zero! Nada! no lie
But tonight is Bob night, so it'll have to wait. Even though I'm still sore from Bob on Monday night, I'm going to just keep on trucking.
I hadn't worked out since Thursday (except my mile walk Monday) and dealing w/him and all his lunges & trunk rotations has me sore again. Granted, I am not as sore as I was the first time but sore enough to work my nerves.
Let me just say this: If I don't have an ass like Kim Kardashian, SOON, I'm gonna be even more hateful. I want to see these lunges pay off. And like, now!
Yes, I realize that I will LOVE Bob in time. But not until this fat starts melting off faster!
I've officially hit rock bottom. And it's really painful down here.
It has warmed up here and I'm sick of wearing sweaters. So, I went through my closet yesterday. That was a really bad idea. Nothing fits. I do mean nothing. Well, it fits. But it looks disgusting. It took every bit of self control I had to not go put my face in the toilet and throw up my guts.
And I'll be honest, I got to the toilet. But somehow held back from putting my finger down my throat. I settled for lots and lots and lots of tears.
While sitting on the bathroom floor, a lightbulb went off. *I have my priorities all jacked up.*
For instance, I haven't worked out since Thursday. Why? Let's just say I DO NOT have a good excuse. From here forward my weightloss is my Top Priority. Period.
No more going and doing stuff to distract me. If I want to do something then it will have to be after I work out. Telling myself I'll do it later obviously does not work.
For the past few months my goal has been to lose weight so I could buy a cute outfit to wear to the Bon Jovi concert. Has that worked? No. Which means it's time for short term goals. Like every week. Maybe you think that's not good. But it's clear that long term goals are not working for me.
I didn't work out yesterday. So, I only made it 4 days in a row.
But I got some much needed sleep. And we all know how important that is.
I forgot to weigh myself before I got dressed this morning. I weighed 184, dressed. I'm going to say I have a pound of clothes on and go with 183. Which is 2 lbs lost. Not enough. ugh
Anyway, I told hubbs to hide the scale. Again. I'm gonna bust my ass for a month, then weigh.
I'm to the point of not caring about the number so much as how I look.
I had a nervous fit the other day and started tucking and pulling stuff. Figured out that if I can tuck and move it then it can go away. No more making excuses of "oh, I'll always have these hips and thighs." No more excuses, period.
I am not going to the fat doctor today. I have enough Bontil to last til next Friday and then I'll get the Adipex. But that means I won't have the lipo pills for a week. We will see how that goes. I honestly think I'm going to have to just suck it up and get the shots instead of pills again.