Day 147, 103 pounds lost.
I generally consider myself a bit of a klutz, but I really outdid myself this morning. I don’t know the name of the exercise, but you lie on your back holding a 10-20 pound weight disk. Simultaneously you bring the disc in hand up to your feet, and back down you go. I got about ¾ of the way up, and I lost grip on the disc, and down it comes smack dab in the middle of my forehead After the initial sting, I couldn’t stop laughing. How the hell did I do that? I have a nice pink mark there now turning slightly purple as the day goes on *sigh*. Good grief.
I was doing fine today until the last 5 minutes of the workout. I found myself alone in some trees on the side of the building as I was doing some walking and I was suddenly frustrated (No, it had nothing to do with the fact I almost knocked myself out). I know I shouldn’t compare myself to other people, but I was upset I couldn’t keep up. I know when I’m frustrated because of my eyes well up instantly. I’m on the last week of my shots patiently waiting for the next round which will hopefully let me do more again. I won’t have them before Monday’s Memorial Day Event which does have me wondering how much I will be able to do. But for now, I can’t think about that.
Here’s what I have been thinking about.
There comes a time in every “weight loss person’s” life when he or she stands befuddled in front of the closet, wondering what in the heck to wear. I seem to do it daily. It’s a happy dilemma, but a dilemma all the same. I’m very proud right now, but occasionally I do get a bit overwhelmed at little things. The simple fact that I have to keep pulling my legs and crotch up while I’m trying to work out is driving me bananas. When I don’t get enough compression, I don’t like it. Buy new workout clothes already? I might have too. I’m going through clothing pretty fast. I’m officially down 5 dress sizes in 5 months. My bras are getting too big, tank tops are getting too big. UUGGGGGGGG! It’s a good problem to have but …… *cross look on face*. I’m getting down to the nitty gritty’s. The pants I wore this morning were the ones I had when I arrived in Minnesota. This is it – it’s all new territory from here forward.
Mmm…… another topic….. red lipstick. Today was the first time in my entire life I actually put it on. I almost scared
the shit out of myself in the mirror when I realized how bright it was. “Holy crap, I need to tone this down just a bit.”
Let’s face it. It’s not the red lipstick. In psychological terms, red is associated with warmth, positive energy, and motivation………………………….but it really just boils down to feelin’ sexier.
*smile with a slight tilt of my head*.
Yep – this is how you get dumb and dumber and sexy thing in one post. Cheers.
Lovingly,
Bean.
