No weight loss this week.
I knew it was coming, but even when it's expected...it still kinda sucks.
However, on the flip side...today's weigh-in did motivate me to hit the gym tonight after work. And, if you've been reading this blog for any length of time, you know that I loathe going to the gym after a long day at work.
And today was one of those long days at work.
But I got myself to the gym to do some lower body weight lifting and lots of different kinds of crunches.
Three good things happen at the gym this evening. No, wait - actually four good things:
- I happen upon my husband at the gym during his personal training session and am pleased to see that he looks like he's having a good time with trainer D.
- A man who is not my husband gives me an up-and-down-seriously-checking-me-out kind of look and then gives me a nice smile. It's been a really, really long time since a man who is not my husband has looked at me in that way.
- My husband comes over to the free weight area to chat for a minute before he runs off to do errands. I'm standing on a step doing calf raises. Chris says to me, "You look really sexy when you exercise." What a lovely husband I have. I haven't felt at all sexy in a really, really long time.
- I lay down on a mat to do my crunches. Between sets I rest my hand on Bernice and - miraculously! - when I'm laying down she's actually almost flat! Let me lose another 80 sticks of butter and its, "Bye bye, Bernice!!!"