OK so not a huge difference here. But things I have noticed is that I am down a pants size. My only touch way at the top, I don't feel like a tummy roll when standing, which means it's getting smaller. My ass does not jiggle. It's firmer so that's hot.
2/15: 1.712 miles
2/16: 1.641 miles
2/17: 1.655 miles
2/18: 1.66 miles
2/19: 0--hurt ankle the night before
2/20: 0--watched people get drunk at bars instead. (BUT, I did walk through the mall for 3 hours)
2/21: 0--but cleaned the house top to bottom and was sore the next day.
2/22: 1.488 miles
2/23: 1.548 miles
2/24: 1.727 miles
2/25: 1.60 miles
I also did a weigh in last night and it read 173.2 pounds. WHAT THE FUCK? I have reduced the number of calories I'm taking in AND walking until I feel sweaty and disgusting, also on the puke threshold.
What does this mean:
- it means I have lost exactly 6 pounds since my first weigh in of the year on 1/23/10.
- it means I lost .8 since my weigh in on 2/14 or whenever that was. Suck.
- it means I'm really hungry and getting pissed off.
I am seriously thinking very hard (which totally explains the burning smell around here) about doing this 10 week weight loss class. It's held at Progressive Martial Arts near me and I met a chick last weekend who SWEARS by it. Now I would normally just jump on the "I don't want to be fat anymore" band wagon but her FB status updates are scaring the shit out of me. One mentioned that it feels like being run over by a bus, then tells me it's fun. Um, being hit by a bus doesn't so fun. It sounds like I'll cry and say a lot of swears. It's a little over $300 for a ten week session and I believe you go 6 days a week. It will kick your ass. It involves fitness kickboxing, kettles, those band thingies, stretching, and like a lot of other stuff. It will kick your ass. I might actually die, folks.
I don't know. I think I might do it. I'll probably die. I should probably get some life insurance.