Holy crap…it’s been ten weeks!
I haven’t had the most dramatic outcome on the scale even though I’ve had progress but I’m in such a good place now compared to when I started.
I have a love hate relationship with myself. Sometimes I think I’m the coolest chick I know and then other times I don’t even want to be my own friend.
These days I’m back to winking at myself in the mirror and checking out my own butt… this is totally normal, I assure you.
Anyhoo, today is weigh-in day and I am proud to report that the scale says 204.2.
This is one pound less than last week. I was pretty relaxed with my diet and I didn’t get to workout as much as I would have liked but I feel good.
Yesterday the weather was beautiful so I strapped Penelope in the jogging stroller to get some fresh air. Usually when we go for a run I have her sitting in the baby car seat facing me so that I can see if she’s fussy. Yesterday I was desperate for a nice long run so I let her sit facing out like a big kid.
She loved it, kicking her feet and waving to the people and dogs that we passed.
Before I knew it we had run around the lake three times. That’s a little over 4 miles. I felt so good running. My legs were strong and the way I move is so different from when I first started. That was one of the little things that I looked forward to, moving like an athlete.
I’m hoping to be under 203 lbs next week which will be my lowest weight since having Penelope. By the time I reach 187 I get to make another visit to Lululemon to buy a pair of shorts… or two as a reward. I can’t wait for summer to come so that I can run my heart out in my new shorts and show off how great my muscly legs look with a tan.
How did your week go?