Midway through, and yes, I’m still alive.

Whoops. Did a month really go by?

Yup, it did. And you know what? I did get a few good workouts done (most notably, the clinic in Phoenix), but overall, it was a slacker month for me. Heck, until this Saturday it’d been 1-1/2 weeks since my last workout AT ALL. Chalk that one up to a nasty sinus infection coupled with travel. Somehow, a hotel room w/two queen beds doesn’t quite have enough space for T-Tapp. Since I was sick, I totally let that be an excuse to blow it off.

Just the same, I’m still showing results. My weight is down another few pounds. I’ve dropped more than 5″ since the Challenge start. Oh, and my waist? A full two inches down since last month. Four inches since late March and my first PP measures. Imagine how I’ll do when I’m actually TRYING?

Anyhoo, links to pics and measures are above. Enjoy!

Let the games begin!

Today starts the T-Tapp 60-Day Challenge, and my measurements and photos are posted.

My weight is exactly the same as it was on the 1st. My measurements have only dropped by 2.25″. But the pictures? Ah, the pictures show a different story, one of muscle being built and back fat starting to burn off. Too bad I wore loose shorts for my first photos, else you could also see how my rear end has magically started to levitate, thanks to the T-Tapp Buttlift ™.

Random:

  • The Google calendar is now working properly.
  • The dairy-free diet is driving me nuts (ever try to find a quick meal that doesn’t have cheese?), but if I’m not imagining things, Gavin seems less fussy. It’s definitely affecting me, and my sinuses — which have been chronically semi-stuffed — are draining like crazy today.
  • I’ve modified my workout calendar to put B/R on a MWF schedule once my mini bootcamp of Instructional 1&2 is over.
  • We’re taking a roadtrip to Phoenix next Thursday, and that means I HAD to buy some clothing appropriate for warmer weather, since it’s in the 90s already. Size 16. Not as bad as I’d feared, but still…ack.
  • On that note, it’s time for me to decide which category to join for the contest. Since my goal is definitely no larger than a size 8, that technically makes me “More to Lose,” but I’m not sure if it’s wise to go into that one…against all the gals who REALLY have more to lose. I’ll review last year’s winners and try to decide.
  • One final: When a gal says, “OMG, my butt is SO big, and it defies gravity!” the proper husbandly response is silence, not a murmur of assent. ***roll eyes***

Happy Friday, all!

Google calendar on the fritz

Grrrrr. Google seems to be having issues, so my calendar isn’t showing all of the workout entries I’ve tried to add. The daily log here is correct, and I’ll try to update the calendar later when Google isn’t so cranky.

09Apr08

OIP/HF done — then baby woke.

BWO+ done.

I can really see now where doing HD separately will help me. My form sucks big time, so doing them at half-speed will really help a ton.

Also — I forgot to mention, but I’ve added a change to my diet — I’m off dairy. This isn’t for me, but for Gavin, since he seems to have silent reflux (complete with heartburn pain, poor kid), and that’s the first step in fixing it. As a result, though, I’m likely to eat more cleanly. It would seem that most of the questionable-value food I eat has dairy in it.

But still, wah. I want cheese. At least I like soy milk enough to have it with my coffee!

One more note: Mike noted this morning that I look VERY different from even a week ago. I can see it in the mirror, but still, it’s gratifying to have someone else notice. I WILL get back my hot bod, damnit. And then? I’ll go to Safety Harbor and eat chocolate and drink wine. SO THERE.

Off to shower while I can!

08Apr08

OIP/HF - check.
Instructional 2 - check.

Shower? Ha. Not likely. I’m finding that anything longer than OIP/HF (maaaaybe BWO+) on days that I have two kids at home seems to be difficult to manage. Showering is a whole ‘nother ballgame, since this one will WAIL if I shower while he’s awake. Maya used to just fall asleep to the sound of the water, but this one ramps himself up more and more until he hyperventilates. Poor boy.

Oh, well. That’s part of being a SAHM, right? Smelling bad.