First: No gain this week and I'm happy to report that my mom has super help at home and seems like she's willing to put some effort into regaining strength and things. Yay, mom! :)
As for me, I've been okay. I've got a habit in place of going to the gym Wednesdays and have added Mondays to it. Remember the small steps/slow process thing? Yeah, that's what I'm doing. Snail's pace, but I want this stuff to last. No more burning myself out with all-in or all-out personality quirks.
Now, about my boobs.
I'm down in bra size. If you don't want to know about my boobs then stop reading this. If you do want the skinny, oh, my gosh: I'm losing my boobs. I'm NOT okay with this in the least because 1) I've had pretty great ones. 2) Just think of deflating a car tire. Yes, it's happening to me. I'm told that when this is all over it won't be as dramatic as it is right now. That had better be true! So, I took my deflating boobs to a shop yesterday to find a smaller sized bra (in hopes of defying gravity!) and was in complete shock to find that I not only lost TWO INCHES off my size, I went down a cup size, too.
Yay for the loss, right? You'd think, except I'm more like mourning the rack I didn't mind having. And now I have boring boobs to stare at in the mirror and nose-wrinkle at.
At the bra shop, I found a few that I liked, nothing fancy with lacy bits or anything. I like the straightforward t-shirt style ones that keep you up and feel comfortable and haven't got an underwire, just really good structure. But, they didn't have my size in those...they only had underwire types left. Desperate for a bra that fits, I walked away with a few of those...and they do make me look pretty great, but my boobs end up nearly under my chin somehow. WHYEE?!
I bought the bras because I was completely romanced by the notion of wearing ones that fit...but after wearing them at home, I really don't like how they fit at all. I don't like the material and I kind of HATE the underwire...so I am going back to the store with all bras in hand tomorrow to say "CREDIT, PLEASE."
Back to the loose-fitting ones 'til I try the other shop. And would people stop being my size please? I'd like to find some when I get there.
P.S. Dear God, please help my boobs look normal again soon. Or else. Love, Wendy
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Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Total Fangirl
I want to be a Derby Dame, I want to be a Derby Dame, I want to be a Derby Dame. If I owned a pair of red, glittered skates I would be clicking them together so much. WOW! I had an exciting day. ....Let me get the boring part out of the way first.
Food Log: Saturday 8/6
Wake time: 4:00 AM
11:00 AM/famished!
BIG breakfast of Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, fresh fruit. Water.
2 something PM/slightly hungry (not much)
A couple of bites of pot roast w/veg. Diet Coke.
5:30 PM/could eat
a bite of one of Hopper's mozarella sticks (she got to tide her over til the tournament was over). Coke Zero.
9:00 PM/hungry
1/2 order of Pad Thai from Downtown Thai. Shared coconut ice cream. Water.
Please remember not to make comments on what I eat. I'm reserving that right for Ivana and Barb only for now.
OKAY, SO!
Work was great - but being on the air always is. It's my favorite work to do ever. I went to see Change-Up (Way, too much info in some places. I don't think the script even needed it. A lot of the lines/actions were very very funny, so I don't get why all the boobs and vulgar junk - anyway!) So, yeah, hit the shops for school supplies, saw the movie, then went to the local rink to watch my first ever roller derby tournament and I fell in love.
Realistically, I am in no shape to become one and it would take one good check to make my knee die completely; however, I was cheering and standing and clapping and SO into these bouts you would have thought I was watching the B's in a power play. I think I loved the derby so much because it's got as much action as hockey and there's rar! and fight! and the players have to actually exert effort to succeed.
I am still grinning. I can't stop.
I went to get myself a t-shirt (and I am picky about t-shirts because I dislike the ones with a thick crew neck, but they had a thin v-neck I was happy to see.) so they only had one on the table and I was wary of its size... but I asked if I could try it on over my clothes. It was a tight fit, but a fit no less. When I mentioned it being a little tight, one of the sellers sought her bin of supplies to find me a larger one, but I stopped her.
I told her I'd get it and wear it soon enough. (It wasn't THAT tight) So, now I have a Charlottesville Derby Dames t-shirt and I'll let you know when I'm wearing it to the gym.
Food Log: Saturday 8/6
Wake time: 4:00 AM
11:00 AM/famished!
BIG breakfast of Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, fresh fruit. Water.
2 something PM/slightly hungry (not much)
A couple of bites of pot roast w/veg. Diet Coke.
5:30 PM/could eat
a bite of one of Hopper's mozarella sticks (she got to tide her over til the tournament was over). Coke Zero.
9:00 PM/hungry
1/2 order of Pad Thai from Downtown Thai. Shared coconut ice cream. Water.
Please remember not to make comments on what I eat. I'm reserving that right for Ivana and Barb only for now.
OKAY, SO!
Work was great - but being on the air always is. It's my favorite work to do ever. I went to see Change-Up (Way, too much info in some places. I don't think the script even needed it. A lot of the lines/actions were very very funny, so I don't get why all the boobs and vulgar junk - anyway!) So, yeah, hit the shops for school supplies, saw the movie, then went to the local rink to watch my first ever roller derby tournament and I fell in love.
Realistically, I am in no shape to become one and it would take one good check to make my knee die completely; however, I was cheering and standing and clapping and SO into these bouts you would have thought I was watching the B's in a power play. I think I loved the derby so much because it's got as much action as hockey and there's rar! and fight! and the players have to actually exert effort to succeed.
I am still grinning. I can't stop.
I went to get myself a t-shirt (and I am picky about t-shirts because I dislike the ones with a thick crew neck, but they had a thin v-neck I was happy to see.) so they only had one on the table and I was wary of its size... but I asked if I could try it on over my clothes. It was a tight fit, but a fit no less. When I mentioned it being a little tight, one of the sellers sought her bin of supplies to find me a larger one, but I stopped her.
I told her I'd get it and wear it soon enough. (It wasn't THAT tight) So, now I have a Charlottesville Derby Dames t-shirt and I'll let you know when I'm wearing it to the gym.
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