Day 145

Weight: 196 lbs

Weight lost this week: 1 lb

Total weight lost: 41 lbs

Bust: 39 3/4" (0" lost since last week, 5 1/8" lost total)

Waist: 35" (0" lost since last week, 5" lost total)

Hips: 45 3/4" (1/4" lost since last week, 7 1/8" lost total)

So, apparently having a brutal cough counts as an ab workout? Because I'm looking pretty good for having been pitiful and on the couch all week. I'm definitely relieved I didn't gain anything during my recuperation, but equally looking forward to getting my schedule back. Apparently I'm pretty reliant on kickstep as stress relief, and missing 3 classes in a row has me pretty twisted.

But it was the flu that had me laid out, it seems, and I was reluctant to take Tamiflu without having anyone around to keep tabs on me - its side effects may include hallucination and odd behavior, and I didn't like the idea of hallucinating and acting weird alone. It's supposed to be pretty good for your system to overcome the flu on its own, though, so go me.

This week's gonna be busier than usual - a few major projects due, hosting a horror movie marathon on Friday, and Halloween Saturday, plus getting myself back into routine after my unscheduled week off. Workouts will take some scheduling, but they've gotta get done - I'm seriously tired of down-time. Til next week, all!

Day 138

Weight: 197 lbs

Weight lost this week: 0 lbs

Total weight lost: 40 lbs

Bust: 39 3/4" (1/4" lost since last week, 5 1/8" lost total)

Waist: 35" (0" lost since last week, 5" lost total)

Hips: 46" (1/2" lost since last week, 6 7/8" lost total)

So not too bad this week; nothing fantastic, but not too bad. I'm down about half a pound, but again - only logging full pounds lost on the official count. Considering that I've had several rather celebratory nights this week in which drinks were consumed, I'm definitely grateful to see noticeable loss.

I'm already a bit worried about the rest of the week though, seeing as I've gone from feeling fine this afternoon to feeling like a big puddle of ache now. Throat, muscles, head ... yeah. Hurting. Not sure if it's flu or just another weird round of symptoms, but I'm gonna try to go to Goddard tomorrow and get diagnosed. Got way too much to get done this week to be sick.

I'm still keeping strong with the workouts, although my recipes are still pretty well-confined to the familiar much moreso than new recipes. I'd really like to get time to try out new stuff, but my schedule keeps me running enough that it's pretty much go for the guaranteed good meal. Maybe sometime within the next week or so I'll get a chance to try at least one new thing; that'll be a pretty easy goal to hit, yeah?

Suppose that's all for tonight ... see yall next week!

Day 131

Sunday Rundown

Weight: 197 lbs

Weight lost this week: 3 lbs

Total weight lost: 40 lbs

Bust: 40" (1/2" lost since last week, 5 7/8" lost total)

Waist: 35" (0" lost since last week, 5" lost total)

Hips: 46 1/2" (0" lost since last week, 6 3/8" lost total)

Sorry for the missed post last week, guys ... it was a rough couple of days. We had an unexpected death in the family, my cousin Chelsea; I spent much of last weekend helping with memorial service preparations, and things like workouts and blog posts slipped away for a few days. It was a very surreal time, and it's had an odd impact on me. Between the burglary and Chelsea's death, I've had a lot of reminders of my mortality in recent weeks. A month ago, I would've told you I was bulletproof; now, not so much.

I was starting to worry considerably, though, as my weight was steadily creeping up throughout the stress of the last few weeks. When I weighed in on Tuesday, I was toeing the line between 201 and 202. Not happy. But! When I weighed in today, 197! I have NO IDEA what I did; in fact, I wasn't on my best culinary behavior all week, and I definitely drank more than usual - my Grandad turned 90, so we had a Big Heald Party to celebrate. And yet somehow, five pounds just sort of ... drifted away. Maybe God gave me a mulligan?

In any event, I am throwing myself back on track, outside stresses be damned. I've only got one or two more major projects looming over me this semester, so barring any more unexpected events, life should be much more manageable in the coming days. Let's hope so ... stress gives me weird dreams. Haven't been loving it ><>