Caught in the Doldrums
Monday, September 10, 2012
This happens every so often, usually when I skip a week of working out for something else. In this case, I spent weeknights working feverishly on a creative pursuit that came together with a brilliant bit of speed. I spent more time in front of the computer typing than I did in the Y biking, though it was an off week for classes. Neither did going dancing at our 20 minute intro class (free) seem at all appealing and I pulled out of the appointment. Meh.
The old war of loathing and dislike is back. It upsets me that I can workout so much without any changes; if anything, my thighs are squishier and larger than they were. I try to tell myself this is normal and it's just a point of muscles building up because I do a lot of lower body exercises (elliptical, walking, biking, and especially cycling around in the pool during aquafit) but nothing else is changing. I look like a darned Reubens.
My beau's sister posted a photo from late May from me behind. By this point I'd been very active. I was really repulsed by what I saw, and it just dims any lustre on trying harder or even wanting to shop at all for a ballgown.
I feel like I'm the size of Snufflufagus. :(