Wednesday, June 13, 2012
My beau's sisters came in from Denver yesterday, so I expect a busy weekend. Their lack of a car and home right downtown allow them to be much more active naturally than I feel I can be in my corner of Michigan. Driving to work is a necessity due to the absence of public traffic and safe bike paths, and I don't think my beloved road bike (which is gathering dust so far, eep) is up to dealing with some of the potholed, traffic-demon infested roads around here.
The older of his two younger sisters lost 30 lbs since Christmas and she looks amazing. I am going to have to pin her down to figure out how she did it, though it appears to be entirely through altering her eating habits. To each their own strategy, though having some kind of success would be much welcome. I feel like I'm yo-yoing over losing 5 lbs, regaining, and not seeing much progress. I am disappointed and dissatisfied with how it's going, though that will not stop me from getting into the gym.
Misplacing my 'regular' bathing suit has affected me. The slightly larger one I used to wear regularly is now too large, at least up top (I'd sure prefer if it were a bit bigger down below, targeting the problem areas of tummy/butt/thighs) and I keep fearing if I get too vigorous, I'm going to have a bit of a malfunction. That's what hair elastics to adjust the halter straps are for.
But needless to say, I'm having a blast being back in the pool. Only regret is the time (6:50-7:40) is so late in the summer evening and I want to be home, chilling out or socializing with people I get to see but rarely! There's no excuse though.
And better yet, dinner is made for me in the crockpot, just waiting. I fear it's a bit overdone, as it stayed in longer than it was supposed to, but...