No way!!!

I just did my workout and WOW!!! I have lost an inch and a half from my waist!!! WOW!!!   I am just amazed. This is incredible.

So now for the bad news. I so utterly fell off the wagon on Sunday that the wagon left tread marks on my big ol' head. YIKES. 2 pieces of pecan pie with cool whip. Oh so good but I felt like a LOSER for eating it and so I didn't do any hoedowns or anything. It is so hard to get over the whole "I can't do this. I'll always be fat." mentality. I remember my first introduction to the fact that I might be overweight.

I was 12 years old. My Dad had bought a new scale that he could weigh on (he was extrememly obese) and then we all took turns weighing in. When it was my turn my Mom says, "Oh my God...can that be right?" Then Dad jiggles the scale, had me get on again and said, "We've got to do something about this." I ran crying to the bedroom, determine dI would never eat again, and I learned that day to hate my body. I was 12, 5'10" and I wore a women's size 10.Size 10 shoes, I have big bones and was very active and strong. NOT fat by any stretch of the imagination. Why they would have been SO crass as to put it that way even if I were is beyond me. It scarred me I guess, because I've been on a diet ever since, just slowly getting fatter over the years. First rule for parents:

NEVER, EVER

Put your child on a diet.

The Battle

I personally get really freaked out when I think of all the challenges, the BATTLES that lay ahead of me in the coming week. "Oh goodness, the sweets. I'm going to want them, what if I forget? What if I get the flu and get too sick to workout? What if I am just lazy?" Well, you know... this is a battle for me. A real-live battle that if I want to win I am going to need the Lord to do it. There are "enemies" at every turn, candy bars, Halloween junk everyone gives out this time of year, donuts are quicka nd easy if I'm on the go, soda is always ready to grab in a gas station, etc. etc.

So the Lord gave me these verse this afternoon about this battle:

And it shall be, when ye are come nigh unto the battle, that the priest shall approach and speak unto the people, And shall say unto them, Hear, O Israel, ye approach this day unto battle against your enemies: let not your hearts faint, fear not, and do not tremble, neither be ye terrified because of them; For the LORD your God [is] he that goeth with you, to fight for you against your enemies, to save you. ~Deuteronomy 20:2-4

I know, this isn't talking about "FOOD" but it was talking about victory over a stronger, more well-equipped enemy was it not? And food and fitness and turning my body into the temple God designed it to be is a battle against well-equipped enemies. And I know, some of you well-adjusted people are saying, "Oh my she thinks FOOD is the enemy." Of course not. I think Satan is and I know that this is a battleground he has had victory on for a long time. I know he does not want me to have victory ANYWHERE, especially in an area that is going to bless my family and praise the Lord, so he is going to attack. So I'm prepared.  And he's not going to win anymore.

A First

I have never done this before in my life - I just got finished with a workout. And it's Saturday.  Wow... I must be serious.

I got an offer day before yesterday about being on the T-Tapp Success story page. Looking forward to that except that they will be looking for updates and such over the next year.  Which sortof means I've put my neck in the noose. Which of course is good. I work better under pressure.

I am not sure when I'll weigh again. I am really angry at the scale. After 2 weeks of hard wokr I have a TINY little loss though I can radically feel a difference in my clothes/body. Ugh. So the measurements are going to be the thing for now. We'll see when the scale will make an appearance again. DOn't know. 

Dreaded Measurements

Oh goodness... this is worse than the scale. How did this happen? Umm... I'm a smart gal. I know how it happened. Too much sitting and eating and not enough moving. Ugh... Ugh... Ugh.... ok I can do this. Here they are in all their cellulite glory.

Bust: 53

Waist 50

Hips 53

I can't bear to take more than that. I know, I know - Id add up more inches if I did but I can't stand anymore. Well, ok - I guess I can measure my neck. That ought to be fairly painless.

Neck: 17

Leg at knee: 25

Upper arms 17

There. I did it. Good grief. This is disgusting. Absolutely disgusting....

An extra entry

I hadn't planned on more than one entry per week on this blog, but I had to share something cute that happened with me last night. Dh put his arm around me and felt around, thinking he had someone else in his bed!!! He was so surprised at the progress after just a few days. So am I. I still keep thinking, "That's it? I did it all?" This is the most rewarding 15 minutes of my ENTIRE life. And it happens everyday.

I'm talking about the Basic Workout+ by T-Tapp. http://www.t-tapp.com