I had a killer weight training session last night. It was definitely not easy and it left me more than a little sweaty. I always feel great after, though, when my muscles are all taut and exhausted. It's really a great feeling. I know I've posted one of these before, but I can't help it I'm proud of my biceps. Maybe if you got a candid of me in a sleeveless shirt I wouldn't feel the same way, but right now, I'm proud.
The last time I attempted to lose weight I didn't really do any weight training and I felt that was a great disservice to my body. I've mentioned before how I got down to 176.5 lbs, but at my brother's wedding was around 180 lbs. Here is a picture of me that is soooo not flattering. My big thing, though is comparing my arms then and now. I weighed less in the pic below, but I feel like I look much better now. I'm hoping that when my friend gets married in June I don't have the same feeling about her wedding pics. I don't expect to think I look perfect, since I've still got a ways to go and won't be anywhere near my goal weight yet, but I'd just like to be happy with how I look then. I may still be bigger, but I don't want to be flabby. I'm hoping that continuing to weight train and get my cardio in will result in me looking much better in her wedding pictures.
Last, but certainly not least, Greek yogurt. Can I just say YUM!! I know there are a lot of people that love it and just as many that don't, but I am one of the lovers. And a good thing for me is Steve is one of the haters. Why is that good you ask? Picture this, you're working from home and need a little pick me up and think a little Greek yogurt sure would hit the spot. You walk down to the fridge and *gasp* no yogurt! But there was one left in there when you checked last night, just for such an occasion. I don't understand! Then it dawns on you...he ate it. My point is it's nice to have one thing in the house that is mine and mine alone. I don't have to worry about Steve eating the last yogurt, cause it's mine all mine.