A New LOW!

Weight that is!

WHOOO-FUCKING-HOO BITCHES!

156.6 LBS

Read it and weep! I am obviously pumped about this turn of events. I had been in a slump and while it is only a lb change it is still a change and I am happy. The plateau has been broken. Man, I feel good.

Couple of other great things:

1. One guy whistled at me when I walked out of the locker room. And basically had an entire gym of people at 7 am checking me out. I felt like a MILLION BUCKS.
2. A chic at the desk got mad when the guy she was talking to tried to include me in the conversation. This chic is pumped up- she pays for a personal trainer and has some guns I am majorly jealous of. So the fact that she behaved like I was hot shit made me smile a little more.
3. My gym hottie rolled the window down of his car as he was leaving to tell me I should show off my legs more often. THANK YOU RUNNING...and 4 inch heels. And little black dress. Having a hot guy tell you how good your legs are looking when the first time he met you, you had no calf muscles to speak of and fat was jiggling everywhere. Yeah I have a long way to go but I'm making progress.
4. The guy at the counter of Gold's Gym said a thank you to Mother Nature for changing the weather when he saw my dress. He's not my type but three guys in a row talked about how good I was looking. I'm digging it and I don't care how vain it is!
5. Clothing that did not previously fit- DOES! My wardrobe is expanding without me having to pay a dime (and my stomach is not following suit!)

I'm nervous because I'm heading to Vegas tomorrow and there will be booze and food involved in copious amounts. I'm bringing gym clothing and running shoes because I pay 17 bucks a day for resort fees including use of the gym so I might as well use it! Praying that I continue to make good decisions while still having fun.

This balancing shit is hard! How bout the rest of you? When you hit a plateau what do you do to stay motivated? Is it numbers on a scale? Clothing fitting better? Or (gasp) a love of working out?

Progress!

So far, I have lost 10 lbs during this trek to get fit. While weight loss is not the ultimate goal, it certainly is something I pay close attention to with daily weigh ins to give me an idea of how various exercise and food is affecting my body. I can definitely feel a difference in my workouts as I can go farther, faster and longer than I could before. And muscles are slowly starting to peek out from beneath the fat. In fact, I went from squeezing into a size 12 and stretching the hell out of it in denial of the fact that I actually was a size 14 to comfortably wearing a size 10 in about 2 months time.

I feel much smarter about my choices. I’m less likely to beat myself up than I once was about overindulging or sleeping in instead of hitting the gym. Of course, that could be because for two months that has rarely happened. This is the longest amount of time I have been consistent about working out. Some days I even do two a days!

But even with all that progress that I can personally see, I am essentially a vain creature and I need validation from other sources. One night I went out with friends and every guy I am friends with made a point to mention to me how great I looked that night. I know only a few of them had a clue how hard I was working to lose weight. The others genuinely thought I looked good that night. And a friend of mine who is exotically hot and just started working out herself mentioned how great I looked and what an inspiration I was in her own decision to get bikini ready.

But none of them compare to this morning when my gym crush stopped to talk to me on his way out the door. First off, he knew my name. I have never once mentioned it to him so someone had to have told him because Travis (the only other person I talk to at the gym) never actually says my name. Second, he made it a point to tell me how he could see my hard work was paying off and how this was the best he had seen me looking since I started at the gym. Ummmm HOLY SHIT HE NOTICES ME! Eeeeeeeeeeeeee! Anyway, there is absolutely nothing like someone attractive from the opposite sex complimenting you. It’s like a drug so you keep working hard in order to get more. You need that fix. While gym crush is in a monogamous relationship currently, I have hope that more attractive guys are going to start noticing what I’ve got going on!