I am 5’3″ and had a starting weight of 147. I’m now at 132 and have gone from wearing a size 8 (which were tight) to wearing a size 6 (which are very loose). I have been participating in a collaborative research study on walking for the last 6 months, and as a part of their data collection I get a physical every 3 months. I just had my most recent one and was told that I’ve lost 4% bodyfat since June. Without exercise. I look so good my boyfriend now gets hard just from looking at me and has been actively encouraging me to look at engagement rings. Continued
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So, for some time now, I have been feeling like I need to take up yoga again. There has been a lot of unbalance in my relationship (though things are absolutely fantastic right now, if you don’t count the fact that Jake woke me up with his snoring last night). Additionally, work is a bit hellish at the moment, and I have been able to feel my body storing up rage. I got so frustrated loading the dishwasher the other day that I broke two glasses.
So I sucked it up, went down to the campus gym (I work at a university, remember, so we have great facilities) and signed up for the regular gym membership. Then I shelled out extra for the group exercise membership and for the yoga/pilates membership (an extra $200!). The regular gym membership is another $200 although that’s withheld from my paychecks throughout the year and so is pretty painless, but the total that I was shelling out was over $400. For someone who is still trying to pay off credit card debt, that’s a heckuva lotta cash.
Then I went to my first yoga class yesterday, and knew instantly that it was worth it. Continued
First of all, I mentioned in mid-June that I was starting Weight Watchers. I’ve lost about 14 pounds and just this week was able to start wearing my size 4 pants again. This makes me officially skinnier than I was when Jake and I started dating. I remember when we started dating I’d always bring my laundry over to his place (I didn’t have machines in my apartment, which was a duplex so I’d been going to a wash and fold) and he’d do it all for me… Continued
Lance’s fantastic blog post about how accomplishment makes you more attractive really got me thinking. I feel like what he says is relevant to the negative effect of the BF’s job on his health and decision-making, which has really got the BF and I revisiting a lot of things.
See, he went to grad school for a terminal degree in his field because he knew that he could become very wealthy working in private practice in that industry. What he didn’t bank on was: Continued
So the weekend actually turned out kind of crummy. On Friday, the BF completely forgot that he was going to come home early and cook me dinner, so he came home after 9 p.m. I’d finally given up and had a bowl of sweet pea soup around 8:45 but ended up going to bed hungry. The BF promised that he’d make the fish for lunch the next day.
Well he woke up with a list of errands that he wanted to run…he didn’t get out of bed until after noon, so I asked whether we were still having lunch. Then there was a disagreement about how to cook the fish…he did end up doing it on the grill (which was my preference) but between that and the fact that making lunch didn’t give him enough time to get one of the most important errands (having some dress shirts tailored) done and also we got to the car dealership to pick up our floor mats and wheel covers 20 minutes before they said they would close…and they were closed. Continued