Wednesday, May 12, 2010
I wouldn't have thought so, but at least at Wal-Mart, which is where my clothes tend to come from, fabulously wealthy fashionista that I am, IT'S HARD TO FIND CLOTHES FOR AN HOURGLASS FIGURE!
Now, my "hourglass" figure, is not ideal. My measurements are Bust 41, Waist 31.5, Hips 41. Which is nowhere near the svelte .7 hip to waist ratio that is supposed to be so attractive. But, I think technically, that's a fat hourglass.
I'm always finding clothes that fit perfectly at the waist and shoulders but fail at the bust. Unless I'm wearing a baggy, anti-form fitting t-shirt, I have to wear a super tight sports bra just to contain myself. I've tried the "sweater girl" style, but even that doesn't work as sweaters sometimes overstretch in that area, making the shirt somewhat see-through.
Now I'm not complaining about the fact that my bust is, well, capable of bustin' out, but shouldn't they offer SOMETHING for my body type?
I suppose I can go to a pricier store where they actually sell real clothes, but since theoretically I'm going to lose weight, I hate to spend money on nice clothes that hopefully I won't fit soon.
Le sigh. I never used to get it when women complained that their bust was too big. I figured, hey, attractant here right? But really, it's just a pain, lol, especially since it does not seem to be doing its attractant duty.
Guess I'll go see what cardio I can do without hurting my torn-up ankle anymore. Maybe power walking? Catch you all later.
Saturday, April 03, 2010
Went to my first day of roller derby today. Kicked my butt. Hard. Three hours of almost non-stop skating, when I haven't been on skates since I was about nine. It actually went about 3.5 hours, but I just couldn't hack it. My injured ankle got all swollen up, and I have these massive blisters on my right foot. But three hours is pretty darn good if you ask me.
But oh my gosh was my lower body sore after. Injured ankle aside, my core, my glutes, my everything, is so dang sore. Even my back was all tightened up, probably from multiple cart-wheeling attempts to not fall on my butt, which hurts. Took some Motrin and a hot bath. It was almost funny. I was sitting there soaking, and I thought to myself "I should've exercised before I got in here," which is not an uncommon thought with me. The point being a.) the hot soak did wonders for my soreness and b.) I was so energized by this whole thing that I was ready for more.
I feel good. Next time hopefully I won't be so out of shape, and the next time better than that. I was definitely held back by my lack of stamina. I call it purgatory becaus I expect that my stamina will increase rapidly, so I'll be in Heaven soon. I need to take up running again now that the sun is sometimes out. Lol, funny how I can't motivate myself to exercise for myself, but I can when I think I'm going to look like a slow-butt.
The weird thing is, I keep getting little hunger gurgles in my stomach (because having eaten lightly earlier in the day I'm entirely certain I burned *everything* I ate off), but I don't really feel hungry. It burbles, but it doesn't really hurt, and I don't have the mental nag to go eat. Still, I'm going to, as I'm sure I need it. All in all, a good experience.
Monday, March 29, 2010
I just discovered exercise tv online. I love it. It's got all kinds of work out programs free of charge, even setting them up in month long increments. I only have basic cable, so I can't do it actually watching tv, but this I can do anytime.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
I'm stressed. I keep thinking about everything. What I need to do for work (lots). My financial situation (not great, though adequately supplied). Things I need to purchase (varied and legion.) My housework (at first glance unconquerable.) My garden work (interesting, but I'm ignorant.) My social life (or rather the lack thereof.) My dog (who is going to be confined to a kennel instead of the nice 1.2 acre yard because he keeps escaping, which I think is sad.) My fitness (notice how that's come last?).
Whether it's all this that combines to stress me out so I can't sleep, or if I'm stressed and so I just can't sleep and I focus on all this, I don't know. But, it is now 12:20 a.m. I don't think I'm going to get up at 5:30 like I'd hoped.
About 11:45 I got up and started making lists. Even if I never follow through on them, lists help organize my mind and give it direction, at least temporarily, which calms me down. I made it through household things that need to be done, outlined into steps. For example, when tackling my mountain of unorganized media, I separate into media types, then genre, then author. Books of this type will go on one book shelf. Books of another type will go on another. Books of a third type will go in a clear box that I can see titles through. The book shelves will go in THIS corner. The computer desk will go in THAT corner. Etc etc.
I think I've pretty much made it through household. There are 15 main categories under Household, and most of them have outlines.
I'm tired now. I have lots of other things that I need to organize my mind around, but it's possible that I will sleep now. Regardless of what is going on in my life, I have to go to work tomorrow and be productive. So I'm going to try and sleep again.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
So, I DID end up exercising last night. Did my kickboxing DVD which I haven't done in a long time. My exercising lately has been rather tepid, too short and weak to really be called exercising except as a sop to my pride.
Kicked my butt. About two minutes into the actual cardio part my heart was racing. But, I managed to do the whole thing without stopping, and giving a pretty good effort. I still need to work on my legwork, but every time it improves.
Had to keep shooing my puppy who inSISTS on being in the middle of the floor when I do this, and by the end when I was doing my lunges and floorward stretches my little cat was begging for attention right under my feet. She figures if I'm that close to the floor I might as well be petting her right?
Ended the evening with a nice bubble bath soak in the huge bath tub I've got. I don't think I was asleep before eleven, and the pup woke me at 2:20, meaning I got less than 8 hours, but I still feeling pretty good this morning, which is probably due to the hard cardio. I don't always get that "good" feeling that people talk about after exercising, but I did last night. Hopefully it will spur me to do it again tonight.
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