Week 3 Weigh-In



This is me after a good workout.
Just kidding. I actually don't sweat much. I just turn bright red and look like I'm dying.
I've actually had people stop me when I'm out running and ask if I'm OK.
It's kind of embarassing.

So, it's Monday. You know what that means right? Shitty TV night! I kid, I kid. Sort of.

Of course it's weigh-in day. How are you doing? I wish that I wouldn't have made weigh-in day on a Monday because the nagging thought of weigh-in day made it hard to totally get hammered at the bar with my sister for her fortieth birthday (but somehow I managed).

This morning I was down two pounds! Woot, woot! Well, maybe just one woot. Because it has been three weeks after all and I'm only down two pounds. But I'll take what I can get. I also lost another inch off my hip region, which is pretty rad. I wonder if there's a way to measure one's ass? Because I totally feel like that's gotten smaller.

I've got one more week on this crazy train of fitness until I tackle another goal (but I'm not giving up on being a hot bod by this summer). I'm going to step it up a level by doing something that reports have said help you lose weight: stop drinking diet soda. OMG. I can't believe I said that out loud. Well typed it.

Caffeine is not a huge draw for me; I only have two diet sodas a day. But the ritual of allowing myself two tasty little carbonated treats is something that I like. The sharp crack and soft fizz of opening the can. The sweet syrupy flavor. That I don't have to share it with my children...so many things. Therefore, I saved giving it up for the last week of the month! Hey, I'm no glutton and I make no guarantees that this portion of my fitness overhaul will stick around. Unless I somehow lose 5 pounds or something. And then Diet Coke can totally get bent.

Also, be prepared this week to be amazed by some delicious smoothie recipes. I'm making my family be taste test guinea pigs and will provide you with recipes for their favorites. Because I love you. And smoothies.