Welcome back to weigh in day! Proceed with caution on this post. Multiple squeemish mentions take place.
This week is good news all around. Both the scales and the measurements went down.
The scales didn’t give away too much but they did move down 700grams which is the right direction so I’m pleased. A loss is a loss!
So that makes it 6kg total weight loss (still trying to wrap my mind around the small number after all these weeks, last time I’d dropped about 15kg by now) but I’m down four dress sizes and seeing as I dropped another 11cm off my measurements this week; 204.5cm total loss of fat from my body. Yep, I passed the 2 metre mark…and I still have a long way to go, eeek! At least my body is changing so that it doesn’t feel like I’m doing all of this for nothing. I have faith the scales will move for me in the long run.
This weeks been a bit of a struggle. It’s my time of the month again and it’s a rough one this month. Really rough. I always consider not writing that into these types of posts but like I always say, it’s part of life and has a huge impact in this journey so it’s there to share what it’s really like for someone going through this. Well, a female someone anyway.
I didn’t get to the gym as much as I wanted, instead I’ve been dealing with my womanly issues. It bugs me because I haven’t had to take these few days off in about 3 months now but it’s better than the other options, all of which include an embarrassing public moment.
The good news is, that the time I did manage to stomp out at the gym, I pushed it gooood! This week I started doing sprints on the treadmill…after I found a treadmill that didn’t make you jolt back and forth when you used it. WTH! Sort it out gym…grrr. High speed sprint, stop – rinse and repeat. It was another “I’m gonna puke” moment but this time I managed not to.
Can I make a special shout out to a body part of mine that is doing awesome things? Of course I can, I’m the one writing
But first off, a story.
As I dropped the weight after baby #3 some family came to visit us. They took videos of our family and showed my Mum. Not long afterward I was talking to my Mum and she said I was looking good but it was a pity about my arms. I had just lost 30kg at that time, no easy feat but all I heard was “pity about those massively fat jiggly arms you inherited from your grandmother.” So I set to work after that and worked my arms to the point that I didn’t even need to flex and you could see the muscle. For anyone that doesn’t have arm fat, it is HARD to move that fat!
I’ve always been sensitive about my arms because 1) yes, they are a weird build when I’m fat and 2) I was brought up super modest and even wearing a singlet was something that was an issue.
All that aside I’m my own woman and wear whatever the heck I want, thank you very much.
Which brings me to now. My arms are shrinking every week right now and I couldn’t be happier! I am extremely self conscious of them because basically, they’re one big stretch mark – and that’s no exaggeration. I wish it were. I gain the weight rapidly with each pregnancy and then it takes a lot more time to drop it. Dear life: Why couldn’t you make it the other way around!
Right now there is a lot of muscle that can be felt and somewhat seen. My shoulders are shaping up nicely and I can’t wait to see how good I can get them. It’s going to take time but my arms have already gone down 8cm so far and the simple fact that they’re shrinking makes me giddy. So even though my Mum totally pissed me off with that comment, thanks so much for giving me the ammunition I needed to propel myself into overdrive and get killer arms. Watch this space.
And on that note, my husband and I are starting a little pushup challenge today! Remember here, where I mentioned I learned that I can do push ups again? Well, I haven’t bothered to push myself any further than that, still, so what better than to make it into a bit of a challenge. For 1 minute each day, for one month we’ll do as many push ups as we can. Hopefully I get myself out of my lazy attitude toward them and shape my arms and shoulders some more while I’m at it.
So Andrew, if you’re reading, let’s do this!
Why not try the challenge yourself too? Let me know how you get on.
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