Damnit I’m so bad at remembering to post the minute I stop having exciting updates. I guess I’ll have to get my thighs done just to keep this bad boy going.
I made my triumphant return to the group fitness scene last night at kickboxing. It was good to finally do something other than run on the treadmill because that shit gets boring real quick. I ended up being 2 minutes late which was probably for the best because I had to just jump in and go rather than spend 5 minutes fretting about if I’d be able to do things. I had been worried about burpees and push-ups and how they’d feel on my arms but they were surprisingly fine. My push-ups are pretty sad looking from being out of practice (not that they were anything to write home about before) but the motions themselves didn’t cause any issue. Punching on the bags was the only thing that felt weird, and really only on my left side, so I will probably scale that back a little, but otherwise I think I’m back to normal with exercise.
Let’s be real though, no one really gives a fuck about the intricacies of my evening at the gym, and anyone reading (i.e. the 3 people that inadvertently stumbled onto my blog while googling salad recipes) wants the same thing I want out of a blog.. pictures. I don't have any good food porn to share so you'll have to just look at me instead. Nothing has changed recently but naturally I still haven’t gotten tired of staring at myself in the mirror every single morning admiring my surgeon’s handiwork and photographing it so that when I’m 75 I can look back on that glorious year when I had a flat stomach. I also have some recent arm pics, including a comparison of the old and new arm while doing the signature “arm on hip because it’s skinnier that way” maneuver. The first side pic (right side) is kind of misleadingly narrow based on the angle that I always seem to take pics from that side, as you can tell by the way the mirror narrows. But you get the gist.
And just a friendly reminder of my arms and stomach before-
So, I remain very happy with the decision to get this stuff done. And just to throw in some stuff that isn't about surgery, I tried an awesome new recipe this week- Chicken & Chorizo Salsa Skillet. I highly recommend. I'm also making another Emily Bites favorite tomorrow night, Sausage Tortellini Skillet. And last night I made tuna and chick pea noodle casserole which is a weird combination but I once saw a vegan version using chick peas instead of tuna and I was like, WHY NOT BOTH??? So that was also delicious. I just used this classic version and added a can of chick peas. I still eat and drink irresponsibly on the weekends, but my meal-planning during the week remains reliable at least!
And finally, I have zero idea of my goal weight and don't even really care at this point, so I guess that's good? While micro-examining my body like a weirdo, I decided the only thing I really don't care for are my thighs, and I've already laid out the surgery possibility for that. I know I could/should/wouldn't kill me to lose a few more pounds, and I'd like to and am theoretically trying to, but I've been maintaining my post-surgery weight pretty well so far (minus a giant 9 pound swelling nightmare post-Vegas) so I don't know if I should just stop stressing about it and keep tracking and see where shit takes me. That's the plan for now at least!