Yep. As of this morning I weighed in at 248. I couldn't believe it, had to look twice and do some math. However, as much as I want to "hurrah" this victory...I know some of it is water weight.
See what had happened was...my fridge died on Wednesday night. I kept a spare in the garage so on Thursday hubby and I made the switch. Sounds simple right?
1. Old fridge too big for door. Remove fridge doors and shimmy the fridge out on the 5th try. Working that core people!
2. Newer fridge has been sitting for 7 years in a corner, alone and afraid. So sad. But we plugged that puppy in and it works. Thousand bucks saved right there. Did I mention mold? Yeah, not much but enough to grab the bleach. Washed that modern convenience 3 times. Bleach, soap, vinegar. It didn't stink, so that was a +. Worked my upper arms and did lots and lots of squats.
3. Newer fridge won't fit in the door. Not a chance in hell. Roll around to front door, using my legs, somewhat lifting said fridge over that door plate in the floor. Again, working that core.
4. Washing every single drawer, grate, cubby in the damn thing. Arms.
5. Sweat, sweat, sweat...did I mention it's humid in my neck of the woods? Had to clean said newer fridge in the garage with only a little fan because the mosquito population in my yard is biblical. Plan to do some serious yard work once winter comes and that energy sucking humidity is banished for a few months. I wanna be mosquito free in 2018. Goals, gotta have goals.
6. I don't collect stuff but should Walking Dead become a reality, I'm good for a while. My pantry is full. So is my freezer and fridge. I mention this since everything had to be moved from one fridge to coolers...then back into the newer fridge. Again...arms, squats.
* Had a fun game going on called "Why didn't I take a photo?" where we got to guess where the racks and draws went. Good times people, good times.
7. Hubby worries me about the water line. Avoid trip to Home Depot by figuring out the old hose works with the newer stuff.
8. A whole day without ice. A WHOLE DAY. I'd never survive prison.
Today my legs & arms hurt. Owie.
So if you wanna work out without working out....clean your fridge like something died in there. Like that moth did under the butter dish. Or the gnat gathering in spilled blood in the back behind the veggie bin. You know you see it.
Eat less...move more.
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