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Year Two, Day 161: Squats and Stats!


Today is mother-daughter day. We began early at the gym. We did legs and gluts.  In other words, squats!

I have a feeling I will be sore tomorrow!

No pain, no gain!

Speaking of pain, H, formally known as R informed me that we will not be working out together anymore. Oh, he was charming and sweet as usual. Told me I was a "beast and ready to go it on my own!"

Of course he texted this.  I had a few moments of pain. Almost shed a tear. But haven't I been trying to untangle myself from the web of H for several weeks now?

I decided that direct is best. I thanked him for his expert advice at the gym.  I really am grateful.  I told him of course I was fine to work out on my own, but asked if this means we were no longer seeing each other?

He replied that of course we would still "see each other, Momma!"

Lol.  Ok. I think it is best to keep it light.  I enjoy seeing him on the bus. He makes the drive pleasant.

I enjoy his chatty little texts. They brighten my day.

Obviously, this is not my prince charming.

So.

I ate a big salad for lunch. And a brown rice bowl with chicken as an early supper before heading out to teach students.

I will not let a failed attempt at love destroy my quest for optimum health!

Beast that I am!


I went straight into the bathroom and took my weights and measurements. And my frown turned into a grin!


I think my lifestyle is paying off.  I still need to, as usual work on my diet. But my workouts are feeling really good!


I haven't shared my stats for awhile, so here they are!

Here are my first recorded stats near the beginning of my blogadventure:

May 26, 2015

Weight: 203

Neck: 15"
Chest: 47"
Waist: 41"
Hips: 48"
Thighs: 23" 
Biceps: 14" 
And here are today's stats!
 
DRUM ROLL....


October 15, 2016

Weight: 190
Neck: 13.5"
Chest: 41"
Waist: 37"
Hips: 44"
Thighs: 23
Calves: 15"
Ankles: 9"

I am putting one foot in front of the other.

And smiling.

Happy Monday!

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