A Blog In Which I Will Ramble About Several Topics

I am down...9 pounds. I am SO ANXIOUS to see that last pound go so I can say I hit 10 pounds. Also, I can get that massage. I can't even believe it sometimes. I actually have dropped nearly 15% of the total amount of weight I want to drop. It FEELS big. And I am loving the fact that my jeans are baggy around my thighs and butt. I can finally get back INTO the jeans that I cried over because I couldn't get them up over my thighs after I washed them. My shirts don't feel so stifling. My face even seems thinner. There are still 60 pounds to go but can I just say I am so HAPPY that I finally DID something about my body! And am still doing it! I am a little sad to see that I have stretch marks on my tummy but I think if I get toned up they'll barely be noticeable.

Also, I'd like to just say that if you're on an elliptical and your boobs bounce...you need a better bra, ladies. I have DDs (ouch) and they are strapped down somethin' fierce, trust me. They don't go ANYWHERE. I got a catalog from Athleta or whatever and ye gods. The bras were expensive as hell. And talked about "lifting and separating". When I'm at the gym, lifting or running or doing whatever, I'm not really worried about the girls being lifted and separated. Are they being held down? Yes. Do my boobs feel like they're going to fall off? Nope. Yes, I have a uni-boob but that's a-okay in my book as long as they are in place.
I'd like to add that wearing the same pants as someone else is a little embarrassing but kind of funny. Apparently we both like Old Navy!

I think I'm finally coming out of my winter hibernation mode. I don't know what it is, but when winter sets in, and I mean really sets in (here in the Pacific Northwest it's dark by 4pm...full dark), I'm unable to function on less than 10 hours of sleep. I couldn't wake up till 1 in the afternoon sometimes, usually around noon, which really just throws off my whole schedule for eating, working out, everything. But I'm finally starting to wake up at 10 or sometimes 9. The other morning I was actually awake at 7. I don't even know how that happened but whatever! It was great. I made scrambled egg whites for myself and had a nice breakfast and even was able to see the sunrise. My hope is that when I get out of my winter funk, I'll have more energy. When I was in shape before (I keep saying that), I'd wake up at 8 every morning, no matter how late I was up or what I did. And I was ready to go. All day. I want that again!!