Yesterday was Monday, Monday. Today it is Tuesday Tuesday. And Wednesday comes afterwards…
C’mon. You know you know it, and you know you love it…Rebecca Black may have put out a notoriously bad song. That doesn’t mean I can’t parody.
Measurements, Measurements. Yeah! Lookin’ forward to a sexy bod.
Mondays are for measurements. That’s when Tabbs and I break out the scale and the measuring tape to track just how much smaller we are. For those of you who don’t have measurement buddies, I highly recommend it. Not only you are accountable for your numbers, but it’s a lot easier to measure your upper arms and forearms with some help.
As of yesterday, I am officially 2 pounds lighter and about 1 inch less round. I love progress!
After the great scale debacle of November, I have been discouraged. But I eventually got over my trust issues and called a truce with my scale, even if it did lie . Lesson learned: don’t put all of your self worth on your weight.
For all the hype about weight, I know a lot of people who would rather mark their fitness level with alternative measurements. In high school, it was all about my mile time (7:18). Now it’s about how much farther I can run this week compared to last week. You can track the number of gym sessions you have in a week, or how much you can bench press. Does your fitness level correlate with your wedding countdown? I want to know: What do YOU do to measure your progress? And then tell your friends about Skinny 365.