- I worked out 5 days out of 7.
- I think I am finally getting over whatever this illness has been (I still say typhoid), after a full month of hacking, exhaustion, chilling and generally feeling miserable.
- I decided to skip the guilt and choose the patience and understanding route instead.
- I discovered Dunning, a new exercise sure to sweep the nation.
- I learned that standing up for myself doesn't mean I'll have to stand in front of a firing squad later.
- Finally, I made a commitment to learn how to be. Care less, and just be, secure in my beingness.
As promised, here are my results after 1 week. I'm a little bummed about gaining a pound, but I lost inches, so it may (hopefully!) be muscle weight.
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 172 lb's (+1)
Chest: 42 inches (+2) (yes, mama has some even bigger gazongas)
Waist: 37 inches (-1)
Hips: 42.5 inches (-.5)
Butt: 43 inches (-1) (baby got a little less back?)
Right bicep: 12 inches (-1)
Right thigh: 21 inches (-.5)
I hope you all have a beautiful evening, and I'll see you tomorrow.
Jenn
Work out today: 30 mins, 1.4 miles, 179 cals
I think you didn't have typhoid, because that gives you high fever along with the trots. Major trots.
ReplyDeleteMaybe you had pneumonic plague? It's sort of like regular plague, except in your lungs.
Or maybe it was asbestosis, and you can sue someone and live the life of luxury?
haha, Judy! I tried to think of the worst thing I could think of. Next choice was ebola. ;)
ReplyDeletePneumonic plague? Ooooo, I like that. I also like the idea of living the life of luxury. As always, I love how you think, girlfriend! :)