Since losing the first 7 lbs, I seem to have completely plateau-ed, and have not lost a single pound or inch since. The past few months have been pretty busy, which makes getting to the gym harder, and more grabbing food on the go, which is not conducive to losing weight, or being healthier.
I would love to lose a few more pounds, or, eleven. I would like to weigh 125, which seems to be an ideal weight given my 5’2” frame. AMP says I’ll be too skinny then, but that was the same weight I was when we first started dating, so I’m sure he’ll like how I look just fine at that weight. Although, I’m trying not to focus too much on the number – I’d be okay with being even 130 lbs, if my thighs didn’t touch, my stomach was flat and I was toned all over.
This past weekend, AMP and I signed up for a gym membership. I already had one, but it was a women’s-only gym, so I decided to cancel it so that AMP and I could work out together. I’m not sure what I was thinking, because that means getting up for 6 a.m. workouts three times a week. We were supposed to start that yesterday, but neither one of us set an alarm for the morning, and we ended up sleeping in – but we did go work out together last night.
It was great to get to spend some time alone with AMP. He’s wanted to get in shape again for a long time, but while he was in school there was no room in his schedule for exercise. So now that he’s finally done school, he can work out again, and hopefully that’ll give him more energy and decrease his stress levels.
And, maybe this will finally make me into a morning person?! I’m one of those people who need 9-10 hours of sleep, otherwise I resemble a zombie (not the people eating kind though), but AMP can survive on 6-7 hours sleep, and is almost always raring to go in the mornings. I know he wishes I’d get up earlier with him so we could have breakfast together, so maybe if I get into the habit of getting up for the gym, it’ll spill into everyday life.
I wouldn’t hold my breath on that though.