For the past couple weeks I have been less than thrilled with my weight loss. I was really getting down (but trying VERY hard to stay positive about it) until yesterday. I usually take my measurements on friday, but forgot to do it this last week. So I took them yesterday morning. Well, my bust is down ANOTHER inch ( not happy about that), my ribcage down .5 inch, my waist down .5 inch, my hips down .5 inch and my calf down .5 inch (which is huge cuz my calves have been the same giant size for a long time now). I know that each one is only down by half an inch - and that some naysayers might could say that I might have been holding the tape a little tighter, though I try to be very careful to not do that since I want it to be accurate. I guess it just makes me feel better knowing that even though my scale isn't moving very much, at least something is still happening.
And.... the other day I bought a 18/20 shirt which I haven't done in a very long time. It was a 2x and I was at a 4x before. Some shirts I have tried on were also a XL - I could wear them, but they don't look very good. They fit, but made me look too lumpy. lol. So, the cute 18/20 was a very cool thing.
And... when I first started working out a few months ago I would check my heart rate as I was in my cool down. It was always my goal to get it below 130, but somehow I usually ended my cool down at around 133 or 134. I haven't checked it in a while now, but I checked my heart rate today on cool down and it was 122. Wow! What a difference just a few months can make. That's really exciting!
And, totally off the subject, we got ANOTHER puppy yesterday. Actually, he's not really a puppy. He's about 15 months old - a yorkie. He was a "reject" dog. Since my parents are small dog breeders, they sold Beau to this young woman. Well, she worked all day long (no shame in that). But then when she got home, she thought he was too hyper and still didn't want to spend time with him. She called my mom and said that Beau was "destructive" (aka - in his puppy phase and chewing things because she never trained him to NOT chew) and he was also too hyper. Uh, honey, he's a yorkie - hyper is their middle name. Guess she should have done more research before picking a dog. Anyway, she asked my mom to take him back. Well, at a year old he's not exactly prime selling age - and this woman didn't want a refund anyway, she just wanted my parents to take this dog off her hands. I KNOW why she didn't like him. She just didn't take the time for him and what he wanted was love. So, I told my mom we'd take him - my kids have MORE than enough love and attention to give him. But we have a problem. He wants to eat Tucker's face. I'm not kidding! He keeps attacking Tucker on his face. What's weird is that they can lay together in the same dog bed for an hour and then 5 minutes after they get up Beau will go after Tuck! I've never had two dogs before. It's obvious Beau wants to be the "alpha dog", but how do I get him to stop attacking my Tiny Tucker? Beau is a really cute, sweet dog with lots of spunk who loves to play and does already have some training under his belt. I WANT to keep him, but I have to protect my puppy. So, has anyone dealt with this? Anyone have suggestions? I know it wasn't really about weight loss, but it's what's been consuming my time. Here's couple pics.
Beau and his fave toy - Squeaky Lobster
Skyler, Tucker and Beau