Today I squeezed back into my size 14 jeans. Last year at this time I was in an 18, and when I re-started myfitnesspal in early March I was a 16. I think I'm really back on the wagon.
I ran almost 3.7 miles all on the beach with a dawg that kept trying to chase after birds and still finished in under an hour.
Also had a pretty strong head wind to contend with.
My muffin top will now tuck into my jeans. I'm not thin or anything, and it'll take surgery to take the skin off, but I think I just got a vague hint of my waist for the first time in about thirty years.
Today I discovered that I accidentally bought medium compression shorts instead of large. They fit.
Tried on my teenage son’s size 32 shorts. They fit.
This is my 12th day in a row recording all of my food in MFP. I feel really good mentally and physically.
I’m committed to not eating after 7 pm. That is a miracle. Tracking everything is really helping me to keep the commitment!
Woohoo!!
This is a great NSV, I also find I do a lot better when I record everything. Makes me more mindful.
I ran almost 3.7 miles all on the beach with a dawg that kept trying to chase after birds and still finished in under an hour.
Also had a pretty strong head wind to contend with.
GREAT JOB! I’m sure the pupper had a great time too.
Walked 5.08 miles in 1:23:15 ave. pace 16:23 with my dog today in the virtual RonaRunOff. Event miles of each participant will be aggregated and, for every 50 miles, a pair of shoes will be donated to an area healthcare or janitorial worker. I had the opportunity to nominate my hubby for the shoes. I hope he gets selected!
Walked 5.08 miles in 1:23:15 ave. pace 16:23 with my dog today in the virtual RonaRunOff. Event miles of each participant will be aggregated and, for every 50 miles, a pair of shoes will be donated to an area healthcare or janitorial worker. I had the opportunity to nominate my hubby for the shoes. I hope he gets selected!
Rode my bike over to visit my trainer, who owns a local barbell gym. She won’t let her “senior” clients come back til June 1, but I miss her. She put a photo of me and bike on Facebook. My daughters saw it and sent me a screenshot. I couldn’t believe how slim I looked.
It was like something snapped in my brain seeing that photo, and I no longer see the fat person in the mirror. That fat woman has stared back at me relentlessly since I started this in late 2018.
For whatever reason, now I see “me”. I keep going and standing in front of the mirror, turning side to side, expecting to turn fat again, I guess.
Yoga studio opened back up to limited capacity yesterday. I bought some gorgeous yoga leggings several months ago, but forgot the top was a bra top I’d bought on a lark, because it was on sale. I started to put it back in the drawer. Too much exposed skin for comfort. Thought “Well, WTF not?”
Instructor looked at me and blurted out,”Damn, you’re the only person I know who looks hotter after quarantine than before!”
If it weren’t a social distance violation, I would have hugged her. This “senior” sincerely appreciated that.
This whole “senior” thing just kills me, in case you’re wondering. Senior, my *kitten*!!!!!
So I am a young adult and this middle-aged man and I always lift next to each other at like 6am. He has given me tips once before but he asked if he could give me tips for my deadlift.
I’m like ya duh I don’t have video I need an outside perspective. So he gave me some tips and then goes ‘hey since you’re lifting such heavy weight, you might consider a weight belt’. He thinks I lift heavy ❤️ at least for my size haha he picked up my barbell w one arm lmaooo
Rode my bike over to visit my trainer, who owns a local barbell gym. She won’t let her “senior” clients come back til June 1, but I miss her. She put a photo of me and bike on Facebook. My daughters saw it and sent me a screenshot. I couldn’t believe how slim I looked.
It was like something snapped in my brain seeing that photo, and I no longer see the fat person in the mirror. That fat woman has stared back at me relentlessly since I started this in late 2018.
For whatever reason, now I see “me”. I keep going and standing in front of the mirror, turning side to side, expecting to turn fat again, I guess.
Yoga studio opened back up to limited capacity yesterday. I bought some gorgeous yoga leggings several months ago, but forgot the top was a bra top I’d bought on a lark, because it was on sale. I started to put it back in the drawer. Too much exposed skin for comfort. Thought “Well, WTF not?”
Instructor looked at me and blurted out,”Damn, you’re the only person I know who looks hotter after quarantine than before!”
If it weren’t a social distance violation, I would have hugged her. This “senior” sincerely appreciated that.
This whole “senior” thing just kills me, in case you’re wondering. Senior, my *kitten*!!!!!
Oh dear lord!!!!!! I get vertigo just looking at that. Your six year old impresses me as much as you do.
Two summers ago the ladies formed a little
neighborhood bike club to ride around on Tuesday evenings. We’d do the bike path and the beautiful historic neighborhoods.
I was so ashamed (and “ashamed” is exactly the right word here). I couldn’t get up a long mild hill. I had to walk my bike up and everyone had to wait for me. I felt like the fat failure holding everyone back. They even (considerately) assigned someone to me to make sure I got home ok and she had to ride in back to keep an eye on me.
My husband and I have started riding bikes in the afternoon during quarantine. We did the full loop yesterday, which includes several steep hills and that long mild slope I couldn’t get up.
I was still smarting over the ride a couple of years ago and was determined. I don’t know why I had this in my head as a goal, but I did it yesterday.
I did the entire 8 miles without changing gears up (down?) on my 7-speed cruiser.
And, my husband, who is considerably older than me, has improved to the point he no longer has to get off his bike to complete the loop. That made it even more special.
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Also had a pretty strong head wind to contend with.
Tried on my teenage son’s size 32 shorts. They fit.
This is a great NSV, I also find I do a lot better when I record everything. Makes me more mindful.
GREAT JOB! I’m sure the pupper had a great time too.
Completely stopped buying outside food and no more sugary drinks from starbucks!
Wow these mile speeds tho!!!
I want this SO badly!...and also to be able to get off the floor without using my hands!
Oh Lord, I can't even imagine getting off the floor easily! I guess you've given me a new goal!
It was like something snapped in my brain seeing that photo, and I no longer see the fat person in the mirror. That fat woman has stared back at me relentlessly since I started this in late 2018.
For whatever reason, now I see “me”. I keep going and standing in front of the mirror, turning side to side, expecting to turn fat again, I guess.
Yoga studio opened back up to limited capacity yesterday. I bought some gorgeous yoga leggings several months ago, but forgot the top was a bra top I’d bought on a lark, because it was on sale. I started to put it back in the drawer. Too much exposed skin for comfort. Thought “Well, WTF not?”
Instructor looked at me and blurted out,”Damn, you’re the only person I know who looks hotter after quarantine than before!”
If it weren’t a social distance violation, I would have hugged her. This “senior” sincerely appreciated that.
This whole “senior” thing just kills me, in case you’re wondering. Senior, my *kitten*!!!!!
I’m like ya duh I don’t have video I need an outside perspective. So he gave me some tips and then goes ‘hey since you’re lifting such heavy weight, you might consider a weight belt’. He thinks I lift heavy ❤️ at least for my size haha he picked up my barbell w one arm lmaooo
Hiking and climbing 5km up this *kitten* of a cliff/trail with my 6 year old.
I tried it 2 years ago and didnt even get 1km into it before giving up.
Pretty sure it's more grit and stubbornness than anything but it's done and I plan to do it again this fall.
Two summers ago the ladies formed a little
neighborhood bike club to ride around on Tuesday evenings. We’d do the bike path and the beautiful historic neighborhoods.
I was so ashamed (and “ashamed” is exactly the right word here). I couldn’t get up a long mild hill. I had to walk my bike up and everyone had to wait for me. I felt like the fat failure holding everyone back. They even (considerately) assigned someone to me to make sure I got home ok and she had to ride in back to keep an eye on me.
My husband and I have started riding bikes in the afternoon during quarantine. We did the full loop yesterday, which includes several steep hills and that long mild slope I couldn’t get up.
I was still smarting over the ride a couple of years ago and was determined. I don’t know why I had this in my head as a goal, but I did it yesterday.
I did the entire 8 miles without changing gears up (down?) on my 7-speed cruiser.
And, my husband, who is considerably older than me, has improved to the point he no longer has to get off his bike to complete the loop. That made it even more special.