Fabulous Run

So I finally went back for my follow up body fat test last Tuesday. I didn't really know what to expect. I knew I had lost some weight and I could see more muscle definition, but I wasn't sure. I told myself I would be happy with anything under 30% since I was 33.8 the last time I went. So of course in the lead up to the test I had like 5 cheat meals. Insert eye roll here. Saturday was margaritas and Mexican for dinner. Sunday was brunch and champagne and pizza. And then Monday was more Mexican bc of Sunday. Whoops. Clearly I had to run Tuesday morning before the test. hahahaha Then at lunch time I headed over to visit Heather. The got a new machine that's so supposed to be even more accurate than the BodPod and you don't even have to strip down lol. So my new results were: Weight - 147.6 Body Fat - 27.8 So I lost 6.3 pounds and 6% body fat. Total time elapsed between tests was 16 weeks. This places me in the moderately lean category for women. Moving fo

I know. I move. A lot. Packing up doesn't bother me and it can be a good way to get rid of things. And since I've found umovefree.com I've been getting free movers. So, if after a year I don't love my place, I move on. Which brings us to now. I've been in this apartment almost a year. And it's nice. A lot nicer than my last place. But so far in 2017 alone, my AC has broken three times. This is Houston. That is not ok. And they weren't super helpful in trying to get me into a bigger apartment here. So. It's time to go. With my job change this year, my office wasn't super close anymore, so I found a new place. And I'm moving in four weeks. It's closer to work. Directly across the street from a Whole Foods. Almost 200sf larger. Has a rooftop infinity pool. And is above a wine bar. I mean really. It wasn't a hard decision. Next up on the decision list. Do I beg, borrow and steal cardboard boxes to pack like I always pack? Or us

When we last left off, I was four weeks into an eight week bikini challenge. Turns out there was a ninth week slim down at the end of that as well. I followed the diet and exercise more diligently for the remainder of the program. I wasn't seeing much more weight loss, but I could definitely see my muscles toning up. And I was still cheating on the regular. I have very little will power.  Halfway into that ninth week slim down, I became pretty sick. I didn't work out for over a week. I def didn't follow the meal plan. I was eating the minimum needed to make it through the day. I haven't been to yoga in almost a month. I've just now been able to start working out again. My eating is slowly getting back to normal, trying to figure out what doesn't make me feel bad.  I want to redo that ninth week and follow it to a tee just to see what can happen. And then go back to heather and get my body fat tested again. Right this second I think I'm down ab

I'm 36. I should be better at loneliness by now. I have lived on my own for over 12 years. I should be stronger. But I've just spent hours scrolling through photos and status updates that have me convinced that I'm the only one failing at life. In a stupid, dramatic gesture that's really just a vain attempt to get control back, I've deleted my instagram account. Ok, temp suspended, bc who wants to lose all that? I just disappeared. (for work reasons, I still have fb and twitter.) It feels good. I need a break. I know it's silly to compare my life to the PR version of everyone else's lives. But when you are in the midst of what seems like your lowest low, it is impossible to put so many shiny, happy faces in perspective. I need to focus on phone calls and dinners and actually interacting with people. But I'm also gonna need to find people to interact with. The past few years have been...rough...job wise. Moving into this new position with a new compan