Update

I am on new, less ‘sedative’ medication. And whilst I still seem to have an eternal cold, I do feel a lot more awake, and for the first time in over a month, I went jogging today! \o/

Katniss is kind of my hero of the moment, OK? I was totally just going to mime this until I remembered that I actually have a bow and arrows that I haven’t touched in years. It doesn’t hurt that this gives me a chance to show off my muscular arms, either.

I’ve kept up with the weight training, and even started doing sit-ups again. The days when I could comfortably do 30 sit-ups in a sitting are long gone, but 15 is a step on the way to 30.

Unfortunately, the measurements news isn’t so good. I’ve been super depressed and, before I changed my medications, super tired. There has been ice-cream. Lots of ice-cream. Also Pot Noodles. and Crisps.

Measurements

Weight: 11st 12lbs :( :( :(

Bust: 43” !!!

Waist: 36.5” D:

Hips: 41” (actually not so bad, comparatively)

So, I have a long way to go before I can cosplay Sarah Connor with confidence, or fit into any of my lovely size 10 and 12 dresses, but I went jogging again, and that’s a start.

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mitchclem:

An excerpt from a comic I drew about trying to lose weight. I’m saving the full thing for As You Were #3.

(I know, my comics don’t look nearly as good before Amanda watercolors them)

I’ve taken some previously-unexplored measures to lose weight recently and have had unprecedented success. And, predictably, as soon as I started sharing my success story with the internet, they started picking apart why what I was choosing to eat was still “wrong” (even in spite of my, again, measurable and profound success). There’s no winning with people when it comes to trying to lose weight. Short of someone developing an eating disorder, which I’m sure we can all agree falls under the umbrella of For Sure Unhealthy, is it really so much to ask to just be supported in my attempts to feel better about my own personal health and body? I’m not telling other people how to live or how to look, I’m not suggesting everyone live by the exact same rules that I try and live by myself. Why is it so hard to just say “Congratulations, good for you” instead of “Oh you’re drinking diet soda? You know diet soda is actually worse for you than regular soda because even though you’re having success with it and feeling good I read a website that quoted a documentary once and blah blah blah blah blah.”

(Pause and count the seconds until some Tumblr dipshit actually does get on here and start trying to lecture me on diet soda, in 3… 2…)

A pootle a day wears the fat away

Now that I’m working from home, I realise that I’m no longer cycling for at least half an hour at least four times a week. This means that although I am eating less, and eating more healthily, I’m also getting less exercise. Which I guess is why I haven’t lost any weight and currently feel like a whale.

So.

Now that I have replaced my stolen bike, I vow to go for a pootle about on it every day, unless a) it is pissing it down, or b) I am too ill. I figure that no matter how busy I am there will always be at least 10 or 20mins to have a pootle about on my bike. I’m pretty busy today, but I just had a pootle.

Of course, I realise that this alone will not be enough, but in addition to my weights, I will also try to get other exercise regularly. This is just my baseline to make shore that I don’t spend all day every day shifting between the bed, the bathroom, and the kettle. Plus, I’m aware that I need to build in time away from the computer screen, so it will be good for my eyes, as well. And I’m told getting up and doing even a small amount of exercise improves brain activity. So.

It’s a good plan. Let’s see if I stick to it.

Update: WEIGHTS!

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After one and a half years I have finally put the last weights onto my dumbbells (unless I decide to buy more, which I might). Woohoo!

And just to give you a proper look at the weights themselves:

imagePeople never seem to believe me when I tell them that I’ve put muscle on my arms and dramatically reduced my arm fat by keeping up with the weights even when I was too sick to run/cycle/swim, but it’s true, and here’s the proof. I have graduated from 2.5 kilos to 5 kilos and now 7.5 kilos per dumbbell (or 15 kilos overall if I’m doing both arms at once). And, to be honest, with the exception of the lateral raises, it’s really not that much harder than it was at 5kg, so I may invest in some supplemental weights - there’s room on the dumbbells.

Speaking of lateral raises… I’m not sure I’m going to do those, anymore. I’m not sure what practical use I’m ever going to have for being about to lift 15kgs to shoulder height with straight arms. And I’m not sure its building muscle in a way that looks most impressive. And, at the end of the day, I make no bones about the fact that a large part of this is about looks. Yes, I want to be able to do the Sarah Connor pull-up, and I want to get more healthy and feel more powerful, but overall I wanna look like a superhero, and I think bicep curls and shoulder presses will be more fruitful than an exercise that just seems to make my arms look wider from front on.

Nevertheless, I’m excited about levelling in dumbbells. Or the increase in my strength stat. Or whatever. And my dumbbells look cooler, now. They just do.

Woooooooo!

Aw, crapbaskets - I posted this on the wrong blog. Anyway - here’s your weighty update! Apologies to those who’ll see it twice.

Update

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Gosh darnit, I look almost as sexy as I feel.

So, I ran out to the pharmacy today, in a walk/jog/walk/jog/walk sort of a way. It was about 2.8 miles/4.5 kilometers (according to Google Map Pedometer). Pharmacy was closed, which was hella annoying. But hey, exercise. Feeling pretty tired for it, now, but I really need to do something about my belly, so… yeah.

Measurements

Weight: 11st 10lbs

Bust: 42”

Waist: 36.5”

Hips: 40.5”

Feeling decidedly unsuperheroic. My arms feel a LOT more muscular, and so do my legs, but my belly and my boobs, man - it’s not good. My *hips* were smaller than my waist now is when I was a healthy weight.

All I can say is that I think my now being in the weird world of Working From Home will cut down on the stress eating and fatty cheese sandwiches/crisps etc. It has to. Because this has to change. I will be Like Unto a Superhero, even if I do not feel like one at ALL right now.

Back in the saddle again

So, I went for a run today, for the first time in months. Sorry, there’s no picture: I’m in the middle of Christmas chaos and I have no idea where my camera is. I do have measurements, though:

Weight: 11st 10lbs

Which is actually a lot better than I was expecting. I haven’t dared get on the scaled in weeks and I very nearly didn’t today. I was aware I’d put on weight, you see. I think the reason why this is less than I feared is revealed by the other measurements:

Bust: 43”

Waist: 37” (!!!)

Hips: 40.5”

So, you can see that my hips are well within my usual zone, but my waist and bust are bigger than they have ever been. Which I think shows that all the cycling I do really does help burn it off my legs and bum, the weight lifting (which I have kept up with) is probably just serving to bulk up my chest further (:-/), and all the ice-cream and crisps is going straight to my tummy. Which, health-wise, is the last thing you want.

It’s all change in Ro-life, though. I quit my job to finish my PhD and live off proofreading. After 20th Dec, I am anticipating that the stress levels will dramatically reduce, and I can already see the health benefits. I may still be fat, but my energy levels are up and I’m less ill (so, hence, jogging again). I have new targets:

I want to be 11st by end of January and 10st by end of May.

Ambitious? Yes, but I think having ambitious goals keeps you in the zone.

Wish me luck!

Inch loss

Haven’t measured myself for a while because my weight on the scales hasn’t gone down much, but… how shall I put this? My knickers fit better than they used to. So I measured this morning. Down to:

Bust: 41” :D

Waist: 35” :)

Hips: 39” !!! :D

So: yar boo sucks to those who insisted my own knowledge of my body must be wrong because I couldn’t have put on enough muscle to mean that I might weigh the same whilst being thinner. No, I have not magically become a size ten who weighs nearly 12 stone, but I wasn’t expecting that. This is still progress and it’s good!

I am realising it’s important to choose who you talk to about your weight and weight loss carefully. Having supportive weight-loss buddies is important.

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