4/1/09

Milestones and Flabby Abs


It's been four months of South Beach and three months of stress (ie, fell off the diet bandwagon) but I am back to South Beach once again. Amazingly, I didn't lose any ground despite 3 whole months of losing my focus (yeah, isn't that a nicer way of saying I lost it and cheated?) My total weight lost so far is now 50 lbs. and I'm hovering around the 240 mark. Spring is definitely 'round the
corner and clothes are starting to become an issue AGAIN. For once, I am thankful for having a stupid lame job that I can get away with wearing the only two pair of pants (jeans) that fit--well, mostly fit. And I had to put four very sneaky little patches surreptitiously on the one. But I can't seem to find pants anywhere! The usual places have either dark winter stuff still or their spring stuff consists of either sweatpants or shorts or crops that come to mid shin on me--they're supposed to stop just below the knee on a regular person, I think. But, I digress. I still live in hope that the next month will bloom with khaki chinos under $25... somewhere that doesn't ascribe to the notion that bootcut or wide leg is flattering to everyone.
By biggest challenge right now, clothes aside, is this really annoying fat roll above my waistline. Very unflattering and pulling my pants up that high is just not comfy (and there's that little matter of gravity). So I'm trying a work out at home DVD called Hip Hop Abs.
I'm not a fan of hip hop--give me Fusion, House Trance, or World anything... but the DVD was free, it looks moderately interesting, and I can always have my own music playing once I get the moves down. Best of all, it shows you a crunch you can do at work, sitting on the couch, or driving your car. Got a little too excited about that, spent 3 minutes happily crunching, and then got so sick to my stomach, I couldn't eat dinner. Oy! My poor flabby abs are in a sad, sad way. But at least I know it works. I shall report back in a week to do another ab check and see if I've made a little progress.
Wish I had Disco Abs... Oh, my upper GI hurts even when I grin.

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