All those shakes and bars and calorie counting? IS WORKING!! My blood pressure is dropping, and more importantly than just the kilograms lost - my shape is changing!!
When I started on March 26, the body composition measurements (electrical impedance thingummy machine) showed that my Fat Free Mass (that’s all the organs and muscles etc) was 52.9 kg: today, April 29th: 54.9 kg. I’ve put on muscle!! YAY!!!!
On March 26, the Fat Mass measurement was 64.9kg. Today: 57.7! so I’ve lost 7.2 kg of JUST FAT. That’s 15.8 lbs.
My waist measurement has dropped by 3cm, and my hip measurement has dropped by 5cm. (Nearly 2 inches!)
My dietician is thrilled - and so am I. Mr Beloved is also losing weight, because he’s the main cook - and with weighing out my veges and protein, and not having The Phantom Baker* spring puddings and cakes etc on him, he’s already shrunk out of some jeans that I never got around to hemming up (bonus! I hate hemming jeans!)
*The Phantom Baker is a tricky beastie who used to pop up far more often than was good for ANYBODY, and make cakes and brownies and puddings and bikkies and…. we haven’t seen her since March 26, and we are hoping she remains MIA for quite some time yet.
Next week is my heart-rate measured walk with the exercise physiologist. I’m hoping to be a lot more motivated to walk daily after that.
The annoying Weasel neighbour (it’s a long story) is MOVING OUT - and when he yelled out “Faaaaaaaat girl” today, apart from ignoring him (which burns his butt - you should see him desperately trying to attract our attention, LOL!) I REALLY wanted to yell back “But I’m losing weight - and you’re not getting any smarter!”, a la Winston Churchill’s famous remark (”Sir, you’re drunk!” “And Madam, you’re ugly - but in the morning, I shall be sober.” Possibly apocryphal, but a good story nonetheless.)
And in other news, I wore my t-shirt inside out all day. Nobody noticed. Until Mr Beloved did at the dietician’s office. Admittedly, I wore a jumper (sweater) most of the day, but there were HOURS at quilters when my inside out t-shirt was on display - and nobody noticed. Geeze guys, ya coulda SAID something?! See, that’s what all this “deconstructed” Fashion (read: SLOPPY UNFINISHED RUBBISH!) has lead to. *sigh*
I’m all for desconstructed (as is the author of that blog in the link) where that means: thoughtful rethinking of old paradigms, playing with shapes, opening the way to new techniques. But just ripping holes in a t-shirt and sewing the seams inside out? IS.NOT. DECONSTRUCTION.
Why, when I was young…..
Editors note: At this point, Ms O’Connor was gently led away, as it was time for her stewed prunes and a nap.
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Congratulations,Caity! That is wonderful!!
As is the neighbour’s departure. What a knob.
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Yes!!!! Yes!!!! I did notice I scream gleefully!!! Your black t shirt WAS on inside out …… but I thought it was just a thiiiiiiing, you know, so shrugged my sholders and let you get on with it……. now I know for next time ( assuming there is a next time?)
Loved your rubbings, shall have to think about dabbling in this myself. -
Wow, that’s great Caity! Well done!!! You go, girl!
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Caity - told you you was shrinking! Didn’t notice your t-shirt in-side out thang - but the sun was right behind you! No excuse for when the sun left us and went behind a cloud! Remember I told you the story of other quilting royalty who had dressing issues! Maybe you are Royalty now! bow … scrape .. as I exit backwards….
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Congratulations Caity - on the weight loss and neighbor loss! Looks to be a good week - eh?
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Caity, looking forward to seeing the smaller version. Well done! Sorry I missed your rubbings demo - you are a talented chick. maybe people thought you were just using the old camping trick, and turning your clothes inside out for an extra wearing!
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