Full Body: Fleshy Confessions

If you've been reading for awhile, you know I am all about taking responsibility for my actions and choices. So it's time I confess a couple of actions and their consequence.

Choice #1 - in an attempt to focus only on getting through the marathon, I ditched the scale so I wouldn't focus on the numbers, just on how my body felt.

Choice #2 - Believing my friend when he said, you run marathons, you can eat whatever the heck you want.

Result: 12 lbs. extra on the scale. Lame.


Now I'm not fat by any means, just a little on the fleshy side. The high endurance training has just eaten through any muscled definition I had in December in my peak shape. My pants are snug, but they still fit. But when I look in the mirror, I miss seeing the contours of my waist, the slight curve in toned arms, to say nothing of a non saggy bum.

So no excuses. I know exactly what to do. Drag myself to the gym for weight training 3x a week. Zumba 2x and running 1x. Sunday I'll pass out. I'm starting on a 1500 calorie budget, but I will adjust as necessary if that is too little.

I'm not in a hurry. I don't need it off tomorrow. Or even next month. If I keep exercising and keep to the budget, the fat will go down and the muscles will go up.

I thought about taking a NOW picture for reference, but aside from my arms, it's really hard to tell with clothes on. And as much as I love you guys, I am not stripping to sports bra and panties for y'all.

So join me, or just tune in. Either way, it will be an adventure. I'll update every Wednesday

Today's Weight - 154