Today’s the day. My last weigh in for “The Biggest Loser”.
As I sit here drinking my coffee and lamenting over going to spin class to ride to nowhere with the instructor who can make even the easiest of exercises hurt, I’ve found myself reflecting on the last 12 weeks of this contest.
Frankly, I’m surprised I didn’t quit, and for me that accomplishment deserves a plaque lol. Honestly, I haven’t lost a TON of weight, it’s coming off very slow and that’s ok. I’ve gained some things, and it’s those gains I’ll share instead of my weight loss with you. (unless you really really feel you need to know lol)
Here’s the good stuff I’ve gotten from this experience:
Increased flexibility. Standing up, I can bend over at the waist and clip my toenails. I no longer have to sit and pull my foot up into some contorted position to clip my own toenails. Amazing.
Time for myself. 1 hour of uninterrupted exercise time. I used to listen to those reports on how much you should exercise and think to myself “who in the hell has an hour block of time to exercise like that?” Well, I found out that I do. The key is making exercise a priority instead of an option. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a completely recovered couch potato, but I do really feel like shit if I skip class and go back to sleep on the couch. Really.
Better mood. For anyone who knows me, this is a BIGGIE…remember that one APRIL? Holy shit, who was that woman? LOL
Better sleep….which accounts for above I’m sure.
Increased..um….desire….nuff said 
Decreased appetite. I still eat all the crap I like, just not as much, and I don’t feel horribly guilty about it.
A feeling of belonging to something worthwhile. The mom co-op I joined is great. I’ve talked about this before, and I can’t say enough good about it. I’ve only got one kidlet I drop off, but looking back I would have given my right leg for something like this back when I was the mom with 3 kids under the age of 5 at home. Yah, exercise sucks, but my kids have a happier mommy at home and I know this rings true for the other mom’s who go.
Increased self image. I still don’t like to see myself naked in front of the mirror, but the small changes I see make me happy. And, ya gotta admit, when your friends tell you they notice your butt getting smaller….that’s a good thing.
Well, it’s off to the gym….anyone want to join me?
