So as of yesterday.......drumroll, please......I hit my first weight loss goal. I am now 1/4 of the way towards my long term goal. That's right, I dropped 25 pounds. 25 pounds!! It didn't seem like a lot until I broke it down into percentages, but it IS a lot. My body feels better than it has in 10 years. I can walk without leg cramps, I am more agile, I don't get tired as easily, OH! AND!! I can see my feet without having to peer over my boobs and my gut. Gross I know, but monumental just the same. It inspires me to keep looking forward and to stop getting so stuck in the present. I get frustrated that the weight didn't just fall off. It's like I expected to become a surgical wonder child who would lose 60 pounds in a single bound. My own negativity is my kryptonite and I need to find my way around it.
With that said, while my legs are like tiny cellulite filled power houses that could walk for days, I have found that I currently have the upper body strength of a toddler. Walking is the only exercise allowed for four weeks until everything inside heals, so while my legs are like Iron Man strong, my arms and shoulders are like day old, watery jello. They get tired just washing my hair for God sakes. I was shaving my legs the other day and I swear I got a muscle cramp in my bicep (if I actually had a bicep that is!), and I just stood there with a half shaved leg and a WTF look on my face. When did that happen? When did I become....dare I say it....almost middle aged? I am counting the days until next Wednesday and then I am going to lift weights like Rosie O'Donnell eating at the Chinese Buffet. It's on like Donkey Kong now.
I have a mini informercial type gym set up in our sitting room that consists of a treadmill, an Ab-Doer Twist, a Shake Weight, hand weights and a body ball. I have DVD's for days all lined up and ready to collect dust....I mean, get used. One more week of walking the treadmill, and then I am venturing on to new workouts that will hopefully at least increase my upper body strength to that of a 10 year old boy. Everyone has to have a dream, right?