So I was at Walmart today with my husband. He was pushing the cart so I could swing my arms while walking to get my steps in and as we meandered around (shopping part was done, this was just to get steps) I noticed the kettlebells. Was thinking "hey, I wonder if I should get one to incorporate it into my weightlifting routine?" Then I picked up the smallest one and realized...I seriously need to step up my game. That bell was HEAVY. No clue what the weight was, but I wasn't ready for it.
So tomorrow morning, before I hop on my elliptical for my 10 minutes, I'm gonna do at least 10 minutes of actual weightlifting exercises. Sorry Coral Isle (FB game), this girl needs to get in shape.
And since I'm reading more and more of how if I want to truly make a dent in my weight loss, I need to lift weights. Lean muscle burns fat = weight loss.
My weight hasn't changed but that's ok. I have noticed my work pants are getting real loose again. Time to go down another size, but I'm waiting to order since I heard that we might be getting a new style of uniform.
I also need to work on not being such a negative nelly about other people's bodies. Now when I see someone who's more obese than me I think "fatty needs to drop the oreo's." I don't know what that person's life is, who am I to judge. And most importantly, I don't want to be a negative nelly. I want to be happy. Spreading good cheer to those around me, or atleast not giving a shit enough to even have a thought about them.
Sigh, my husband got mad today at someone and proceeded to open his mouth without thinking and it could have a impact on me. I pray it doesn't, but we will see. He seriously needs to learn to let shit go and shut the fuck up. But I love him. I do. Some days, like today, I question why I love him.
On a good note, according to my Garmin Fitness app, I've dropped my BMI from 46 to 42. Yeah me!
Eat less, move more, good night.
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