I literally measured myself on Sunday. I want to weigh/measure myself once a month just to get a rough idea of where I am at without obsessing over it. Also if I plateau for way too long (say two months) I may need to see a doctor, nutritionist, trainer or someone who might be able to see what is going on; to maybe talk to my body and say – just let it go (meaning the fat!).
The numbers weren’t encouraging. I’ve either gained a pound or not lost any. I know there is that argument that muscle weighs more than fat etc, but I also found my measurements were up. Granted, I had noted that my pants felt a bit snug and that I can feel muscle below the fat so there might be a little bit to that, but at some point you’d think the body would have to give wouldn’t you? I’m still waiting on my personal tipping point to happen. On the VERY upside though everyone around me has been really encouraging about the endeavor and I will take success in fighting through some less than fun workouts and noting things of balance in myself this last week like having hibachi take-out one day (shrimp and broccoli!) but than the next have two salads in one day by choice, and not because someone told me I had to.
We ended up having company this weekend so I haven’t been to the gym in three days (EGADS!) and I miss breaking a sweat. We did make sure that we went out and at least walked a little each day so that we were doing something, but I’ll need to retest myself today to see how my jogging is going.
Otherwise things have been a bit slow I think. I did quite a bit of reorganizing on my computer (also known as procrastination) while continuing to revise and try my hand at a few new poems here and there. No reading which I miss a lot, but I attended a wonderful new reading series last night in between the thunderstorms that were coming through the area. I had a chance to pick up the poetic art that my friend Amy Bagwell made and she was also a featured reader. Being in that environment gave me an idea for two poems I’ll try this week, but I needed to get home so I didn’t have a chance to read at the open mike. Next month. Yep. Next month.
I also watched a perfect little poetry video thanks to Folded Word Press and their recent garden show contest which I helped judge. I’ll link the terrific little video below. I’m also reading manuscripts for Sibling Rivalry Press. They have some AMAZING contenders for future publication and I only read a handful of what they were sent in. So awesome to be part of a terrific poetry family, and I hope I can keep my own work at even close to the same level.
Without others to compare to, what is there to measure?