I’m a good 25 pounds below what I was junior year of college when I was still rocking beaters with reckless abandon, but this past Saturday was the first time in years that I worked out in one in years. It’s really not a huge feat and there are plenty of people of all body types that go sleeveless all the time, but it was still sort of a nice feeling to go back to something I hadn’t done since mid-college. Admittedly, I don’t think my arms are as firm as they were the last time I was at this weight. Around Memorial Day it occurred to me that some of the arm softness may not be fat but instead a bit of extra skin, which was disconcerting but not entirely unexpected given the amount of weight I gained. But I still felt totally OK with it and am always happy to overcome any lingering self-consciousness I might have.
Disclaimer: I will NOT be rocking bare arms for kickboxing anytime in the immediate future. These pythons are not quite ready for rapid-fire punching while fully exposed.
I had a pretty decent WW week and have about 7 weeklies left on the table. I’m getting more antsy to bust past the 100 mark since I’ve been dancing around it forevskis. Last week I lost back 1.2 of my 3.4 pound gain from the week before, although I didn’t WI until Wednesday since I forgot/purposely avoided the scale Tuesday morning after the holiday weekend. So I’m not sure that I did fantastically enough this week to get rid of the remaining 2.2 AND lose the extra 0.4 needed to hit a hundy, but we’ll see how it goes. As usual I have no particular reason to be in a hurry other than sheer impatience.