Saturday’s weigh in was awesome! I was so excited to see 159.8 on the scale. Not only have I dipped into the 150’s and said good-bye to the 160’s, I hit my mini-goal of reaching 159 or lower before the wedding…one week early!
And it means that obviously last week’s one-pound loss was nothing to worry about, so I stressed about nothing. But it pushed me to work really hard with my workouts last week, so at least it served a good purpose.
My stepkids were home for the weekend, and as soon as my older stepdaughter saw me, she told me I look really good. I was wearing one of the sweaters that haven’t fit for a long, long time, and now that I’m not drowning under clothes that are two sizes too big, my weight loss is more obvious.
Well, the pants I am wearing to work today are too big, but I refuse to buy any new clothes until I reach my goal size. I’m too close to my goal to waste money on anything else right now. I have a list of things I need to buy when I reach my goal, and I guess I need to add black cropped dress pants to that list.
My goal is to fit into size 8. I have a pair of size 8 jeans that I can get into and zip up, but I wouldn’t classify them as fitting just yet. But close. I estimate that with the next 10 or 15 pounds lost, I will finally fit into the size 8’s in my closet. I really don’t know though. Switching from a goal weight to a goal size means I don’t have a specific number of pounds to count down. But it’s exciting to think that maybe by the end of August, or early September, I will reach my goal.
Moving onto the Insanity Max workouts seems like a good idea, so I will stick with those this week for my cardio, and alternate with weight training days. I haven’t gone running in a while, so I’d like to get a few miles in this week too. It’s going to be a very busy week, with a work event on Friday I am in charge of, and our wedding this weekend.
I still have a feeling that Psycho will do her best to interfere with our wedding, especially since her jealousy is ramped up even farther now by my weight loss. I don’t have any control over her nonsense, though, and no matter what she decides to spew this week, the wedding will go on as planned. She can’t stop that, no matter how much she wishes she could.
Sweat & Sparkle 