5.25!!!!!

I’m down 5.25 inches! Dance party time! Measuring tape is waaaayyyyy better than a scale. I still haven’t stepped on the scale and I won’t until I can shimmy my arse into a particular pair of pants that go by the name of “Joe”. But… 5.25 inches is an exciting number on it’s own. (Sidenote: my bust measurement is actually up .5. Not sure what that means or how to feel about that. Hopefully that .5 is front and center and not hiding somewhere on my back.) It’s been about a week and a half of liquid dieting (taking the entire last weekend off) and pretty much no exercise except what’s involved naturally in my day. I just felt like too much of a flabby slob to run (hey, let’s just be honest here) and I had such a busy week that there was stuff scheduled during the times of my favorite gym classes (lamesauce). Excuses aside, I’m happy about what just food intake can change. I will admit, I’m hungry for solids. Mostly out of a boredom and comfort thing though (I keep thinking about potatoes covered in cheese), not just actual hunger. Actual hunger-wise, I’m really not feeling deprived. I drink all day and I’ve been eating warm soups which fulfill my cravings for salt. Oh, and did I mention that I’m doing these measurements during “that time of the month” so I may even be less if some water weight goes away next week. (Which, now that I’m thinking about it, may be why my bust magically grew. Oh well, of all the places I’m least worried about those babies growing if you know what I mean.)

My amazing running schedule plan to run a 10K this spring has not played out. I just am bad at committing to running when I feel so bad at it. And so floppy. We’ll see if I can kick my own butt enough to actually start it. I do have that shuffle now! 😉

Edward has been a bit frustrated by the lack of “together” dinners these last weeks but he is talking more and more about all the healthy things we wants to cook once I’m ready. We were in a bit of a funk but one of our favorite things has always been cooking together so I’m excited that he is excited for that again as well.

On some confessions…

My head is swirling right now because I’ve got so much to do. I’m working 12 hours tomorrow (Yes, 12 hours on New Year’s Eve) and I get a bit tired just thinking about it. And no, I don’t plan on working out tomorrow. Just like I didn’t today. (I may sneak in a 30 Day Shred tonight before bed if I don’t fall asleep at this desk first.) And I know, if I have time to blog, I have time to work out. But honestly, I’m only blogging because I’m waiting for something to finish transfering from my computer to my hard drive and I’m also answering emails so this, my friends, is MULTITASKING at it’s finest. If only I could find a way to do squats at the same time. 😉

I thought I’d just share some of what’s swirling around in my brain right now. Hopefully getting it out on paper (ha) will clear it up and I’ll feel less stressed about tomorrow and the next few weeks…

1. While I have amazing plans and intentions for this blog, I feel like I’m slacking already. I was supposed to not start this blog until the middle/end of January but I’m not a very patient person so I started early. And now I’m feeling like a sucky blog poster. At least the blog will be padded with a few back-posts by the time I really get going. 😉

2. There’s some sort of strange magical time shift that happens in relation to days working out and days not working out. My first 2 days doing the 30 Day Shred seemed like weeks. Now I’m on day 3 of not doing it and the days are FLYING BY. Why don’t they fly by while I’m working out. Then I could look back and be like, “Oh man, I worked out for 2 hours every day for the last 2 weeks and now I’m a few pounds lighter.” How come that never happens? Ever. Grrr…

3. My job is really physical some of the time. So I like to count days that I’m actually out of the office working as one extended work out. Maybe one day I’ll get one of those contraptions they use on the Biggest Loser that tells you how many calories you burned and wear it all day while I’m out working and see how much I actually burn. I bet it’s a fair amount. Anyone have one of those things they’d like to let me borrow. It’s for science. How can you say no to science?

4. Feeling fat and disgusting is horrible. And I feel it ALL THE TIME. And I just want to break every mirror in our entire house. (And in the world, but I don’t know if I can deal with that much bad luck.) I just want to crawl into bed and hide every time I’m faced with the task of getting dressed to actually go anywhere. I’m fine in yoga pants and hoodies at home (and to the grocery store, who are we kidding?) but having to be presentable for real life meetings or work or just going out makes me want to claw my eyeballs out. I hate it that much.

5. I’m not going to lie, sometimes the idea of just not going to the grocery store, saving money, and not having anything to eat in the house is more appealing to me than anything else. To my slightly crazy brain, it seems like a win-win. Lose weight, save money, spend saved money on super cute dresses from Anthropologie and Urban Outfitters.