Day 37 - Or affectionately called Valentines Day

Ok so yesterday the scale read 264.6lbs at 8am. I did not do any exercises yesterday. Instead I spent the day getting things ready for my kids and hubby for Valentines Day and also for Ella's birthday tomorrow. I only have so much free time while Ella is napping to get stuff done, so I felt I had to put the workout on the back burner. I could have got up early to workout, but I had been up late the night before so I knew that if I did then I would need a nap and that would take up some of my precious free time. so no workout yesterday.

This morning at 7:30am the scale read 262.4lbs. I haven't yet done my work out. I didn't get up early because I didn't end up going to bed until 3:30am. Silly girl. I was up putting the finishing touches on my Valentine's gifts for the kids. I;m not exactly sure if I'll get a work out in today either, as I still have to make Ella's birthday cake, and I'd like to get her teddy bear sewn that I got cut out yesterday.  So we'll just have to see how the day goes.

It's measurement day

arm 14"
Chest  51"
waist 49.5"
hip 53.5"
thigh 30"
calf 16.25"

Day 35 - itsy bitsy teeny weeny baby steps

at 6:30am the scale read 264.2lbs. possible progress.

Got up and did a short workout with Kathryn this morning. We will need to work on getting out of bed earlier so that we can do more than one 10min workout.

that's all there is to report today.

See you tomorrow.

Day 34 - feeling hope rise

Scale read 264.4lbs at 8am. Better. Not so discouraged today. But I still hate it all. nothing really more to report today.

see you tomorrow.

Day 33 - I hate this thing, I HATE IT!

Today when I stepped on the scale at 10am, it read 267lbs, and I just wanted to cry. Thirty three days into this thing, doing cardio for 30mins and then strength training 5 days a week, and I am no farther ahead today than I was when I started. Even my measurements aren't showing any real results. I'm trying to eat better. I'm trying. But I guess not hard enough. I'm tired of disappointment after disappointment. I'm tired of feeling like this. I hate it and I want to be done. But I wont stop now. I'll stick it out for the 100 days. I'm no quitter. I'm just terribly afraid that on day 100 everything is going to be exactly as it was on day 1. And all of this will have been for not.