Friday, September 18, 2009

The Project: Day 31 & 32

It is amazing how much of one's life gets sucked away by even so little as a part time job!

Since I started working and then got sick, I haven't made the time to post anything more than these updates. None of my quirky brainfarts or candid observations. I promise that I am making note of things and have dozens of little roughdraft posts waiting for me to flesh them out.

I'll get those out as soon as I have my new work/fitness/wife/life routine ironed out. For now, here's the latest update on The Frumpy FatAss Project progress.

First, I'd like to begin with a HELL YESSSSSS GIRL!!! to my friend @thismomsguide for 17.6 lbs of weight released in a month with her weightwatchers plan (supplemented by motivational recorded playbacks of The Biggest Loser). Told ya that it didn't matter how much heavier you are when you get started, you just gotta get it going. And the more you have to lose--er, release--the faster it'll drop off, too.

Woohoo! You are the schiz-nit!

And I agree with Coach Jillian that I should switch to using the term of weight released rather than lost...because hell no I don't want these jiggly little bastard fat cells to find their way back to my rump! So RELEASE that weight people, send it away forever!

So how's it been since I got my energy back? Feelin' groovy...and slimmer! My new belt that I could only close on the first hole now closes on the third. That feels good. And I might have got my 2nd & 3rd compliments, but they might not count either...you decide.

Okay, so my very first from my hubby didn't count for the reasons listed here. My 2nd came from my Mom, who said my face looked slimmer, but this only after she saw the GoWearFit armband and I advised her what I was up to with it.

Automatic disqualification just because she's my Mom, right?

The 3rd compliment, I can't say I can really call an official one either. It came from an elderly gentleman customer at Jason's Deli. I said, "I can help the next person" during the lunch rush. He stepped forward and said, "I'm next and you're pretty."

So is that a real compliment? Should that be noted as the true first official recognition of my fitness efforts? I'm thinking not.

First of all, I don't like the word 'pretty' much. I feel it is most often used when someone isn't butt ugly but they aren't worth a second glance either. Its average-ness. And secondly, elderly dudes are always hitting on me because they like my red hair, pale-ass skin, and my rather gorgeous greenish-blue eyes.

I look like the fat, red-headed chick that the Pre-Raphaelite Dante Gabriel Rossetti and his ilk were always painting.

Pretty. Pretty chunky.

Moving on. I'll say I am STILL awaiting the 1st wonderful "oh my god you look amazing" compliment. So there.

Push-ups? FINALLY 20...on my knees. Now, I must work my way to 20 without the aid of my knees. You know...REAL push-ups?

Worked out on both days to the TurboJam "AbJam" and "TurboSculpt" because they are a little less intense aerobically after my week of sloth and sickness. Plus I need to build up some more lean muscle cuz that burns more fat, right?

Been wearing the GoWearFit armband every other day to give my arm a chance to breathe back there. But I now know pretty much how many calories I'll burn on an average workday vs. off days and adjust my food intake accordingly.

Oh, and found out I burn lots more calories during sex than the estimates provided on The Daily Plate (which I'm still faithfully using to track my calorie consumption).

Now, my hubby wants to wear the band next time and see if he burns more calories than I did (78 calories in 20 minutes)...thereby proving that he really does do all the work in the sack. Hope it feels good to be right, babe.

Men...always a competition!

Still listening to the I Love Exercising CD every single night and watching my Mind Movie twice daily and I must say I am pleased. Sleeping better, loving to move more, loving myself more (even between a size 16 and 14) and it seems like everything I want truly is coming my way...just like I knew it would when I started putting my body first.

That's it for the moment. Love you all and hope you're finding a way to BRING IT every day!
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009

The Project: Day 29 & 30

I'm back!

Sorry for the week-long hiatus. Turns out that the single bite of hubby's soup and sandwich I had got me sick as well. It really just hit me as soon as I had finished posting my last project update, too.

Felt real tired and weak so I went to bed without working out. Then, I started with the same diarrhea Anthony had and finally a fever. Thank goodness no vomiting for me though.

My fever broke at around 9pm on Day 30, but I stayed in bed and slept so I'd have strength for work. And I did make it through work, but with a total lack of enthusiasm whilst moving very slowly for everything.

What would have been days 31 - 35 of this project were spent weakly laying about. Went to bed at 7pm every night. Mind and body felt so completely spent.

On the bright side, I did weigh in and measure on Day 30 and I am delighted to find that I have lost 6 lbs and 7 inches in the last 30 days!!! This is 2 lbs less than my target of 2 lbs per week, but I am still satisfied to find that I am making good progress. Besides, I feel the next 30 days progress will be even better thanks to my GoWearFit Armband which I only got my hands on these last two weeks.

In fact, I can now slip on that 3rd and final pair of new size 14 pants I got a few weeks back, but I can only zip them whilst sucking it all in. So for now, they remain in the closet.

But that first pair, the size 18, is now getting so baggy around the smaller ski slopes of my ass as to look ridiculous. How annoying it is to have to keep 3 different pant sizes around all the time!

In light of my illness and recovery for days 31 - 35, I have decided to count today, Tuesday September 15th, as my official Day 31, and keep the project running forward from here. After all, it's my project and I invoke my female prerogative to make up rules as I go. So suck it if you'd consider this cheating!

Now that's decided, and I finally feel all my energy and well-being has rushed back in to my body, the project will go on. No harm done. Just 6 lbs obliterated!!!

Damn it felt SO GOOD to see the 180s again on that dreaded scale! 170s, lookout! This FatAss is wiggling your way!
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