I know I haven’t been here in a while but I’m busy writing for my “need to pay bills” life. I love writing sometimes more than others but trying to stay focused is sometimes hard. Being busy with my writing world which you can read about on my Capri Montgomery blog has kept me from consistently posting very often on that blog too. Although I had dropped that one earlier because I wanted to talk workouts more. Last post on my other blog my leading man just wanted attention. I actually like Collateral Damage; it has a little of me in it actually but people, even the ones who know me, won’t know what.
Anyway, talking working out and fitness here…
I’ve gained 5 pounds. At first I freaked out. I thought it was just hormonal stuff but after a while I really started to worry. I workout every day in different ways. Anyway…I really did gain the 5 pounds and I’m almost sure of this because the extra three pounds dropped off swiftly so I know it really was just one of those things. The 5 pounds, however, stuck to me and I really was sad about that. 5 Pounds when you’re short really does make a difference.
But I am okay now for the following reasons:
- I did my measurements when I woke up and as always it’s the same number in all areas except my hips where the high hip decreased 2 inches and the low hip decreased 1 inch. (I sew corsets sometimes–I used to as I haven’t sewn lately due to knitting, so high hip is an important number to know before creating the corset look I want to make.
- My facial cheeks filled out a little more and I like it. I liked my face before. Losing weight when you’re not really concentrating or trying is like cooking a frog (which I’ve never done btw). If you gradually lose the weight you get so used to your looks that you don’t notice until the clothes need to shrink too. I guess I just never realized how much I liked my face a little fuller.
- My mom told me yesterday that she was worried about me. She said she could see my bones and she thought, “she’s not just losing weight; she’s sick.” Okay, parents worry a lot and I think she needs new glasses or something. I could not see my bones. I am at my healthy weight. I wasn’t underweight so it’s really not that big of a deal.
Anyway, now that I’m starting to really love my slightly fuller cheeks I’m going to hang on to my five pounds (I think) and keep working out to tone and keep my body healthy. Plus I do Love working out.