First let me start by saying happy 25th anniversary to my amazing husband Mike. I was beyond blessed to have found you and so thankful for the life we have. I love you and thank God for you.
Originally I started this journey for several reasons. One, the wedding. I wanted to look “better” and actually be able to be in a family photo without hiding in the back and squatting down behind someone. Mission accomplished! Second, I wanted to look “good” for my 25th anniversary. I wanted my husband to be proud of me and not ashamed of me. Mission accomplished. Next, I wanted to be healthy. I wanted to be able to bend over and tie my shoes without breathing heavily, accomplished! Finally, ets be real, I WANTED TO BE HOT! I still have a long way to go to complete that mission but at least I am on the right path and I am determined to get there.
Today I arrive at the gym for training. I am on my own today; Javi is in Hawaii on a much deserved vacation. I know from our schedule that its leg day. I start with lunges with weights in each hand. I do a total of 80. I move on to another leg/squat/backward lunge drill and then move on to the machines. Thank God for Ruben, he is right there willing to assist and reinforce that I know what I am doing and I can do it! I finish and hit the treadmill for a 2.5 mile walk/jog. Mike barbeques chicken and broccoli and salad. We watch the game and that my friend is how you celebrate 25 years!!!
It’s cardio day. I do a little of everything. Stairmaster, elliptical, and treadmill. I bust out five miles with ease. I’m actually getting good at this! We have another good dinner. I stay on track and I am determined to get past this plateau I am on. It’s about time for the damn scale to start moving again.
I hit the gym early and get right to work. I do it a little different today because I have a meeting tonight and I still want to get in all that I have to do. I start on the treadmill and do a mile. Then I move over to the treadmill and do three miles and then I move on to my arm work out. I do hand weights and dumbbells and rubber bands. I finish with 100 sit ups. Full ones! I race off to my meeting and my stomach is gurgling the entire time. I couldn’t wait to get home for dinner. Thankfully Mike had it ready and waiting. Hamburger patty with grilled peppers and onions with sliced avocado. The perfect amount!
I did it, I did it, I did it! I am officially in the ONE HUNDREDS AGAIN. My weight does not start with the number two. OH MAN, DID THAT TAKE FOREVER. The last time I was in the one hundreds was before Mitch (he is now 17). It’s the best feeling. I hit that wall and have been hovering around the 200 mark but I have yet to step on the scale and see the numbers flash with a ONE in the front. Yes, I took a picture! What really floors me is - I look in the mirror and honestly, things are looking pretty good. Not like model good, but smaller, everywhere. Then I look back to when I was carrying a HUGE nine pound baby (my first— Myklyn) and I was still 20 pounds less than I am now. How is that even possible? Oh well, it just makes me want to keep going and keep working hard and reaching toward that ultimate goal. It’s cardio day and I have no problem jumping in and getting to work. I do five miles and finish with 200 abs.
I have an extra pep in my step today so I gear up for a long one. Before I begin I decide to do seven miles. One on Stairmaster, 3.5 on elliptical and final 2.5 running on the treadmill. I finish feeling great! Again, I finish with 200 crunches and sit-ups.
I wake up early, take my car in for service and walk to the gym from the dealer. I get right to work. I love Saturday mornings. No one is there, it’s quiet, cool, and easy to zone out. I visit with a few friends while I just keep on running. I ran for 40 minutes straight with no stopping. I actually feel kind of smug about that. I am so dang proud of myself! Again, IF I CAN DO IT, YOU CAN DO IT! Today is weigh in and measuring day. I used to fear this day. Now, I am actually anxious. I know it won’t be drastic like it was in the beginning, but I only hope it will continue to drop in every category.
WOOHOOO, I am 198.8 pounds. AND THAT’S ON MY SCALE TOO! (My scale is always heavier than the gym scale.) Can you believe that? I have officially lost 63.2 pounds. I have 42.8 pounds to go to hit my overall goal.
We do all my measurements. I have dropped 35.5 inches overall. (8.75 from my chest, 2.5 from arms, 10.75 from my core, 10.5 from my hips, and 3 inches from my thighs). I have completed thirty five weeks and seven full months). I have five months left of this journey and a lifetime to keep it up!
Yesterday we spent all day doing FALL CLEANING. Today, I did it again. I never even got out of my jammies. It felt good until I started to feel guilty about missing a day at the gym. I guess they were right when they say your body needs a rest once in a while. Back to the grind tomorrow!