Long time

So, many things in my personal life have been changing, which is obviously the best excuse for such infrequent posting to hold myself accountable—which could have had disastrous results for my regime, but did not. I am dating again, which takes a lot of time...and money, and unplanned calories, yikes. Luckily I found a guy who doesn't mind packing a lunch and eating outside in this great Autumn weather. So there's that. I also have been battling artists' block and several looming deadlines, not the greatest of combinations. Between that and a few too many trips out to the city I am broke, busy, and happy.

And thanks to my continuing efforts I am also starting to see some new definition. I was jogging the other day and I noticed a shadow on my skin from the bone moving over my shoulder. It was surprising and cool, as usual with these discoveries.
The last time I was in Philly I was hoping to be under 250 and I weighed in (after eating) at 243 and some change. Under 250? Closer to 240! So I was pleased. I celebrated by doing a very enthusiastic burpee. That was around two weeks ago and I am confident that I have lost more since then. Even with date-night eating out.

I have been doing a lot of those Bodyrock inspired body weight exercises and I can really feel the difference in my balance and strength. There's something about moving your own weight around that gives you a feel for your physicality. I don't think I could ever do the weight machines again. I remember the last time I was in a gym that was part of the orientation and I did not like it at all. But I enjoy the feeling of most of these moves, especially triceps dips. I found that my bathroom sink is the perfect height with my legs elevated on the tub. I get all the benefit without having to pay 99.99 for a dip station, though that and a sandbag are still on my Christmas list.

Wow, what a difference twenty years makes to your Christmas list, huh?

Still feeling great, still losing, still rad.

Rockin' it.

Another Bodyrock workout down. My arms are floppy, like noodles and I have no brain, which means I did it right. Max effort, really intense and I feel the beginning edge of some pretty good energy coming back.

That might be my favorite part of working out: that feeling like I can climb up the outside of the building, like I could deadlift my entire bed if I really tried. It makes you feel invincible and I do love that feeling.

I am getting used to burpees. I might actually like them. You haven't lived until you've done a monkey pushup though, those are the funnest.

Yesterday

I did a workout inspired by this site: BODYROCK.tv
Burpees, balance ball rollouts with pushup, ball passes and triceps press-ups.

DAMN.

Mostly I feel it in my chest which is unfortunate since I am carving today and you use your whole upper body doing that. My abs are a bit sore but after a few rollouts on my ball and a shoulder stand I felt a bit better.

Yoga, today you are my superhero. Also, always.