Did you have a great 4th of July? I did, even though Philly was hotter than balls all week and it was too hot to even attempt hiking which made me sad (hit the gym instead, which is great but so not the same). We walked to our local fireworks (something I couldn’t do last year), and they were quite amazing (we pay to get into our town’s fireworks so it doesn’t come out of tax revenue, so even during the downturn the fireworks were pretty great) and lasted forever. Unfortunately we sat downwind this year so the ash and paper remnants of the fireworks got all over us, prompting 11pm showers for all of us which is not ideal with a tired seven year old. But we survived.
Friday I meant to post, but then I decided to enjoy the weekend instead and mostly stay offline. I read two books during the weekend and started a third. It was lovely.
But here it is Monday again, and one of those rough re-entry Mondays to boot. So I thought I’d go ahead and update you on my quest to get smaller. In short? It’s working. We’ll start with the photos, yes (click to make bigger)?
So, yeah. Not too shabby, huh, considering I started working on this in November? Of course the difference between May and July isn’t huge, although it’s worth noting that I’m actually wearing the same skirt in May and July and you can see how much longer the skirt is now. When I was wearing it that day I kept thinking I had strings or something hanging from it because it was brushing the backs of my legs below the knee, and for the last couple summers that skirt came just below mid-thigh. I finally realized (after taking this picture) that my smaller body means the clothes hang lower. I’m also wearing a terrible bra in the July pic, so no, I didn’t lose my boobs completely (I need new bras for exercising). I wish I’d taken photos of just my thighs; I swear they are half the size they were last summer.
I have to avoid feeling a bit frustrated that the progress is going more slowly now, despite the increased exercise. So I did a side-by-side photo of just the last two pics. Oh, hell YES. It shows.
Can we just talk about the weird way you lose weight from the extremities in? I can see that my lower arms are smaller, but my upper arms are not that much smaller. My chin and calves are thinner, but it seems like my belly isn’t shrinking at all (to me; clearly in the photos it is, but it doesn’t FEEL like it, you know?). It’s just odd.
The actual weight lost since May isn’t huge; only about three pounds. It’s also not surprising that it’s slowed down a bit after losing so much in May (about 12 pounds total). But my body is smaller, and I’m so much more fit. I remember going for a hike with Jo-Ann last November and just being beaten down by the fairly short and easy hike; she had to walk very slowly for me to keep up with her. When she and I went hiking on Sunday with the kids, it was raining so we all hiked fast to get to the dry cars – and I had no trouble keeping up with her at all and was even often in the lead.
Best of all, of course, is the way I feel. I sleep better. I have far more energy. I get restless when I stay in the house all day “relaxing.” Yesterday Tori was feeling sick in the morning so we decided to stay home, but I ended up doing about three hours of intense housecleaning (I even cleaned and organized the fridge and hung a new shower liner, that sort of thing) because I couldn’t just sit still.
I like myself this way.
Best of all? The other day Tori crawled into my lap and cuddled there for a while. That might not seem significant, but I haven’t had a “lap” in years. Tori used to just kind of drape herself over my belly, or just curl into my side. Having a lap (a small one, yet) is fucking awesome. I’m so thrilled, you guys.