Bubbles Light

Becoming a Bally's Girl

Well, I've done it. I joined Bally's gym with LlamaSloth (name changed until I know I'm allowed to do otherwise). Woo. Apparently I've made my father very happy. I'm happy. I swam laps for a while yesterday. I did almost half a mile. No gym today because we spent a good chunk of the afternoon running errands. Tomorrow, well, ok today since it's technically Thursday now, we're going back. My buddy will be meeting with a trainer, while I will be messing about with the weight machines and stuff all on my own until she's done. I'm actually looking forward to it. I loved the swim, but I didn't really feel it like I thought I would. It's not that I was wanting to be sore or anything, but it doesn't feel like I did anything at all. I want a sense of accomplishment!
I was actually surprised at the gym. I was expecting to walk in and see a bunch of bleach blonde sorority girls. Instead there were people of all ages and sizes, with the exception of the bleach blonde sorority girls. It was comforting and made the whole thing much less intimidating. I'm still a little nervous about being out working on the machines but I'll get over it, I'm sure.
My eating habits are still bad. I'm trying to be better. Paolo sent me some fudge as a belated birthday present. I only had a little piece today. I ate too much at dinner, but I think it's alright. I only had a bowl of cheerios before that. I'm pretty well within 2,000 calories for the day. Drinking enough water is hard. I know there are lots and lots of reasons to do it, but I just have trouble. I'm not drinking sodas instead right now, I just go without drinking anything. It's terrible.
Boy Thing and I are planning our food for next week. We're shooting for not making any of our standards like spaghetti or hamburger and rice. I'm going to try and make my stuff from a Mediterranian light cookbook that Mom got me and maybe from the Weight Watcher's website or something similar. Hopefully it'll be a start on changing our diets. But now it's time for bed. I'm hoping to get my hair cut before the work out tomorrow. It's time for change

posted by Bubbles @ 10:08 PM 0 comments

Baby Steps

When I was naming this blog I kept wanting to say something about the new me, or the improved me. But I couldn't bring myself to say it. I don't think getting healthy means a new me. I like the me I am. I don't want a new me. Also, I am not my jeans size, I am the books I read, the stories I write, the movies I watch and so on and so forth. I just happen to inhabit a pair of size 24 Levis. Well, my thighs, hips and ass do. My boobs and waist inhabit a size 18/20 top.
So this is me talking about getting all of my body into the same size clothes. I'm not dieting. I'm changing how I live, permanently. Hopefully if I talk about it enough I'll keep up with what I'm trying to do. So this blog is going to me whining, bitching and complaining. I'll be posting the exercises I'm doing, the recipes I'm making, and all the navel gazing that happens in between.

posted by Bubbles @ 10:56 PM 0 comments