Starts here.
Actually, it started last week when both the hus-creature and I joined a gym!
Yes I know, I can hear you all laughing hysterically. But it’s true.
Through ruthless calorie counting, and as close to a daily walk around beautiful Melrose as I can, I have managed to shift just over 20lb.
And I’m really proud of that. But I need to keep the momentum going. And I’m getting very familiar with my town now, and I needed to step it up a gear. So gym it was. You have 24/7 access and, after the first 30 day’s, can access any branch globally as part of your membership π
So, yesterday I went for my induction session.
I feel that it should be noted that I had attended the gym pretty much daily last week barring Wednesday. I had signed the “I promise I won’t sue you if I hurt myself” disclaimer, and I remembered how most of the main machines worked so while I was waiting for them to book me in, off I went.
With the lovely Erik. Well he was very friendly and very good at his job.
I told him I hated him at least twenty times during the course of that hour, to which he merely laughed – the evil man!
But I did recant at the end of the session.
They seem positive that if I regularly attend (and I will) I should be able to reach my initial goal weight within a reasonable time frame – which I want to have done by next summer.
I will wear a pretty bikini goddammit
However I seem to have mildly overdone it π€£π
I will also in part attribute this to going out on the town last night with my wonderful H ππππ
We danced, we laughed and we got very, very drunk ππ€£ we were total dirty stop outs and didn’t get home til 1am!
Yes, I am rocking navy lipstick π
It matched my dress. My TARDIS dress. No I won’t be wearing it as an everyday look, but I put full face on for the first time ever by myself
It all comes under the self care banner. I’ll never be a “girly girl” but I can enjoy the occasional benefit from it.
Oh and the hus-creature? He still needs to sort out his induction – but he threw his back out again this week. Hopefully he can sort it out next week.
Me, I won’t be going to the gym tomorrow. We have a stupidly full schedule and I can barely walk so…