In the past 6 days I've been to the gym 5 times. That's 3 spin classes with a teacher, 2 spin sessions on my own (I have a 45 minute routine), a yoga class, 3 days of lifting (twice arms, once legs-my legs are getting quite the work out in spin class), plus sit ups. I've been going to bed earlier and getting up earlier. This also means that I'm not going out in the evenings. For now, that's fine. I really want to focus on fitting back into my clothes.
Two days ago I was doing my leg routine and I walked to the seated calf machine. A buff guy on the machine next to it popped his head over. I apologized and asked if he was about to use this machine. He said no and then started complimenting me on how pretty my face was. He said he didn't mean to drool, that he was married and had kids, but that he was a trainer at the gym and sees lots of women and I just had the prettiest face. He kept emphasizing face. I politely thanked him and as he was walking away, he said, "Keep working out. You, yeah, have a lot to offer." And then-I kid you not-he gave me a thumbs up.
Now, I'm not going to be a complainy beotch. I mean, he meant well. It's just that I'm hyper aware of the way I've let myself go, so to have someone emphasize my face felt like the old pat on the head and the too bad about the rest of you. It reminded me of the time Paul told me his brother said I'd be a total knock out if only I'd lose a few pounds. He thought that was a nice thing to say. I almost cried.
So, anyway, I'm trying to hit the gym 6 days/week for the next couple of months. I'm also eating better, which my insides are thrilled about. Yesterday Faith and I got massages, then on the way home she wanted to stop by McDonalds. As much as I love their $1 double cheeseburgers and fries, and could pretty much eat them anytime, I actually didn't want them at all. I could visualize the toxins being released during the massage and I had a great work out that day, so I almost felt sick to my stomach at the thought of putting that food in my body. I opted for eggbeaters, a slice of toast w/peanutbutter, and 2 pieces of bacon on the Forman Grill with most of the fat drained and patted off.
Tomorrow night I go to Ben's to watch The Biggest Loser. Inspiration!
Two days ago I was doing my leg routine and I walked to the seated calf machine. A buff guy on the machine next to it popped his head over. I apologized and asked if he was about to use this machine. He said no and then started complimenting me on how pretty my face was. He said he didn't mean to drool, that he was married and had kids, but that he was a trainer at the gym and sees lots of women and I just had the prettiest face. He kept emphasizing face. I politely thanked him and as he was walking away, he said, "Keep working out. You, yeah, have a lot to offer." And then-I kid you not-he gave me a thumbs up.
Now, I'm not going to be a complainy beotch. I mean, he meant well. It's just that I'm hyper aware of the way I've let myself go, so to have someone emphasize my face felt like the old pat on the head and the too bad about the rest of you. It reminded me of the time Paul told me his brother said I'd be a total knock out if only I'd lose a few pounds. He thought that was a nice thing to say. I almost cried.
So, anyway, I'm trying to hit the gym 6 days/week for the next couple of months. I'm also eating better, which my insides are thrilled about. Yesterday Faith and I got massages, then on the way home she wanted to stop by McDonalds. As much as I love their $1 double cheeseburgers and fries, and could pretty much eat them anytime, I actually didn't want them at all. I could visualize the toxins being released during the massage and I had a great work out that day, so I almost felt sick to my stomach at the thought of putting that food in my body. I opted for eggbeaters, a slice of toast w/peanutbutter, and 2 pieces of bacon on the Forman Grill with most of the fat drained and patted off.
Tomorrow night I go to Ben's to watch The Biggest Loser. Inspiration!
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