I had a late night, last night and I was just too tired and sore (after doing the newly discovered supplemental workout) to get out of bed when the alarm clock sounded, at 5am, this morning. That was about 2 hours ago and I regret not pushing myself to get up and work out. I have every intention of doing the workouts, this evening. Today is a 2fer. Shoulders and Arms and Ab Ripper X. I know it's Friday, but knowing that I am going to be doing those when I come home from work. I'm actually not looking forward to coming home from work. How sick is that?
I think I may have a defective scale in my bathroom. I have weighed myself every day and it has not moved. I know I have lost weight since I began this program. I can see that when I look in a mirror. I have had people tell me that they see it, as well. I just don't know how much. By no means am I expecting to be able to wake up a week later and none of my clothes fit.
So, what I had said as a joke may be more truthful. Perhaps my scale is broken. If it is, it is certainly NOT because my fat ass made it beg for mercy after the initial use...forever giving a false indication in hopes that I will feel like I have reached some weight loss goal, never to set foot upon it again. Maybe the Chinese just don't make things like they used to.
However, there is an up side to this. Today, I am wearing a belt that I have not been able to wear in close to a year. Not only that, but the belt is actually fastened through the second hole from the end AND I am wearing my shirt tucked in.
On another bright note. I think that tomorrow, I will be able to lift my arms enough to soap up my arm pits when I take a shower. I am sure that is something that EVERYONE will be able to appreciate.
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