Two straight weeks of gaining. I don’t think that’s ever happened to me since I started losing. Damn you, Cadbury corporation! I should egg your corporate headquarters with your own eggs! You’ll just have to lick the windows clean yourselves!
Looks like I’ll be hanging out in the 220’s for awhile. I’ll just keep chanting “It’s not a plateau, it’s muscle mass. It’s not a plateau, it’s muscle mass.” Though honestly, I have no clue if it is. Proof positive that it’s the latter: I went to a bridal shower today and I was able to sit in the straight-backed chairs at the restaurant for over two hours without any back pain. Hmmm. Methinks the Pilates may actually be working. Thank you, dead fitness guru with a funny last name!
Another event to be filed under “Things I’ve never done this century or quite possibly ever” – I ran a mile last night without slowing down to walk. A whole mile! Running! Me! The fat girl! I honestly don’t think I’ve ever done that in my life. In PE class I would always make sure to run when I was passing the coach at the beginning of the lap, but then I’d slow down to a walk on the far corner. Because, you know, he totally couldn’t see me from across the track. Uh-huh.
I think it’s fair to say I am currently in the best shape of my life. So screw you, weight gain! I don’t care! Nyah, nyah!