Frustrated and confused. That’s how I’m feeling, at first I referred to these monthly pics as “progress pics,” but now it seems like I’m going to have to call them “accountability pics….”
Wrap-Up: May 2015
Month: May 2015
Small Wins: Moving
Here’s a short and sweet small win.
There’s a large box of office supplies that’s been sitting in my mom’s living room for almost two years. I packed it when I moved to my current apartment, but it was so heavy the box started falling apart, there wasn’t enough room in my car that trip, and it just stayed there.
It was so heavy and a pain to get up the stairs that I dreaded having to move it, so I didn’t.
Realizing how lazy I’ve been, when I visited home home, I decided to move the box to the basement until I needed the supplies. You know what? It wasn’t that hard!
It was heavy, but I had a more difficult time dealing with the large size of the box (stupid short arms) than the weight. It’s really a testament to my overall health and strength improvement compared to two years ago.
That feels good.
My Pre-Workout Playlist
I’ve been slacking on this blog lately, and while it’s mostly designed to document my journey while holding me accountable, it’s time I get a little less serious and have some fun.
While at the gym, the trainers play their own setlist, so the only time I get to play with my music is when pumping myself up on the drive there.
So here’s my current (perhaps unorthidox) top songs to pump me up for the gym, in no particular order: Continue reading “My Pre-Workout Playlist”
5 Steps to Getting Back on the Wagon
After last month’s debacle, I’ve finally started getting back on track. I’ve put out the smoldering flames on the wagon, fixed the wheels, foot health has been upgraded from “poor” to “fair,” and ready to push on at a “steady” pace (while working my way up to a “strenuous” pace).
Here are 5 steps I’m taking to getting back on the trail. Continue reading “5 Steps to Getting Back on the Wagon”
Wrap-Up: April 2015
I decided to start BbtP for a few reasons: to keep a record of my weight loss journey in an unedited way, and to hold me accountable. This is one of those months that’s incredibly painful to write because it shows the latter.
Let’s see how I look compared to one month ago:
