Happy birthday to me! (Well, on Monday.)
Here’s this month’s progress pic (just woke up, and it shows):
Definitely smaller in my waist and back. (Thanks Piyo!) But it’s interesting how fat loss doesn’t happen at the same rate on both sides. Check out how there’s more behind my right arm than my left, for example. Part of that is a bad bra but I really have found that uneven distribution thing to be true. (Seriously, though, I couldn’t have brushed my hair first?)
Here’s the rest of 2015:
No weigh-in, I’m away from my scale until December. May eventually brave Mac’s, but I’m really trying to concentrate more on how I feel and how my clothes fit for awhile. I know I’m smaller than I was last month, people have told me and also I can wear things I couldn’t before. I wore a pair of size 8 pants last week! They had spandex in them, but still! And I’m in my size 10 skinny jeans. My skinny pair is always a size bigger than my bootcut pair, so it makes sense that I’m into the skinny 10s just as I’m preparing to go into the 8 bootcuts.
Been a good birthday. First, I had a wonderful visit with my Om and her new husband. He had a conference in town, so she came with and we hung out during the days, shopping, dining, exploring the city. Had a great meal at a local Brazilian spot–best grilled shrimp I’ve ever had. I tend to overcook it, so it’s always a treat to have it properly prepared.
Another highlight: She got me an orange birthday teakettle (I love tea!) and also helped me to choose dishes and cookware. Finally, after nearly two years! I’ve been comically lazy about it. My paper plates and plastic cutlery had become the stuff of legend, especially since I’d clearly put much thought and effort into the rest of the house. I couldn’t find anything I liked. Now I’ll actually have to start cooking real meals, huh? Maybe learn to properly grill shrimp?
They left Sunday and yesterday, I flew out to Oklahoma, my second home, for a combo birthday/Thanksgiving celebration. Got a funny Piyo tanktop and a giftcard to complete my dishware set (hmmm it’s almost as if people want to strike while the iron is hot…). And these treats were waiting for me. (Cake cake cake…and it really was my birthday.) Not pictured: the salted caramel one I devoured. Gluten free that’s actually good? It’s a Birthgiving miracle!
We are registered for a Turkey Trot 5K Thursday morning but that’s not gonna happen. I just don’t have the energy; healthwise it’s a bit of a bumpier road right now. I’ve been so worn out.
Forced myself to go to the doctor yesterday morning; been dragging my feet because I didn’t want to take prednisone and I was afraid that these symptoms were related to my recent bout of pleurisy. But I realized the other day that this is a familiar feeling–iron anemia. Turns out I was right. Tests show that both my iron AND potassium are low, actually. So, yay? No prednisone. But the iron is going to jack up my already jacked up GI system. Pfffft.
BTW, here’s the t-shirt I was planning to wear to the 5K. I’ll wear it to lounge around the house on Thanksgiving. That’s almost like doing a 5K, right? I don’t remember if I made one of those handprint turkeys back in the day, but I’d like to believe mine would’ve looked like this if I did:
Ah well, things will settle down eventually. They always do. And then I can get on track with my birthday health resolution: I’m committed to reaching peak fitness this year, really getting in shape. I’m less than 30 lbs from goal (185) and want to see what Piyo and Xtrain can make of this 44-year-old body. Additionally, I’m determined to work more vegetables into my meals.