I do not feel the scale accurately defines the:
1. Amount of work I've put in to getting fit.
2. My fitness level
3. My hotness.
I do weigh myself but not in after every meal, glass of water, or before and after each poop kind of way....Don't lie...You know you've done it.
I used to be the crazy lady stepping on the scale 125,987 times a day. But now I just get get on once a week...in the morning....before I shower....after I pee....and have no clothes on...hey...those ounces count people.
Before I share my digits I want to stress how AMAZING I feel compared to the last time I put it all out there. I don't know if there are words to describe it....but I can:
1. Run a 9:55 min/mile
2. Play with my kids outside...in the balls hot heat...all.damn.day.
3. I have so so so so much more energy.
And the biggest accomplishment.................drum roll...................................I kicked my addiction to twizzlers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These bad boys were the DEATH OF MY HOTNESSSSS!!!!!!!!!
We went to the beach last weekend and there was a whole bag of them just sitting next to me and I had 2! 3 months ago I would have cashed that bag and blamed Zack.
Now the moment I know you all are dying for......
Measuring In:
April 2013
192 pounds
Waist: 40 inches
Hips: 46 inches
Thigh: 25 inches
Running a 13 minute mile and only able to run 1 mile at a time and running 2 times a week
Spinning 2 times a week
July 2013
184 pounds
Waist: 39 inches
Hips: 45 inches
Thigh: 24 inches
That's down 3 inches!!! WOOOOP WOOOOOOP!!
Running 10-11 minute miles and 3 miles at a time 3-4 times a week.
Spinning 2 times a week.
Just kicking ass in general.
Zack REALLY wanted to show off his moves.
Don't mind the pasty white stomach...that bad boy hasn't seen sunlight since 1995..When I was in 5th grade...and HAD to wear world's most HORRENDOUS Tweety Bird "bikini"..dumb.
So there you have it folks....I'm kicking ass..and taking names... Remember... I know don't know beans about the technical ins and outs of how to lose weight. I went to school to be a teacher...I know how to educate kids and I am DAMN good at that. When it comes to fitness...I know I am changing my life. Do I still eat ice cream with my kids? Hell yes I do....I just don't get a large blizzard with EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA butterfingers...like EXTRA....and if that skinny Dairy Queen girl messed that up your friggin right I had her add some more!! Now I just get a mini blizzard...with one extra butterfingers. :) Sure would I be losing weight faster if I didn't and just had some water and cucumbers instead...yes...but I guarantee I would be found in my pantry housing a box of cookies later that night!!!
My hubby has joined the fitness fun....he gets ALL KINDS OF COMPLIMENTS EVERYWHERE WE GO because he "looks so good!" is the "incredibly shrinking man"...what the fuck is that shit?! All he's done is follow in my footsteps? How come he can eat healthy for a month and drop 20 pounds?!
NOT FAIR. The babies destroyed MY body and came out of MY vagina. And HE'S the incredibly shrinking man!??!?! Damn hubby.
What I'm doing is working for me....and I love every second of it.
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