One eighty two, I love you. Seems the intimidation techniques with the scale worked. Now if I could just get my VCR to fall in line. “Stop randomly ejecting tapes or I will replace you with a TiVo!”
I do wonder how much of my recent plateau has been due to muscle. I don’t want to blame it all on new lean body mass, but check out my arms in this photo (tastefully cropped to downplay the presence of my arm flab and my stubbly armpits). I am most surprised by how round my shoulder is. I have awesome shoulders! It only took 3 months too.
I should have taken a before photo, but I didn’t because, um.. back then the camera was too heavy to lift with one hand. Whereas now I am so strong that yesterday I accidentally broke the clip attached to the treadmill’s safety kill switch key.
This must be how Superman feels. I’m sure the fact that is was an ancient plastic kitchen clip had nothing to do with its demise. It was all me, uh-huh.
Now I am off to the GRAND OPENING EVENT!! of a new gym nearby. I might win a cruise! Or a big TV! Or more likely I will simply be harassed into purchasing a gym membership and all I’ll get for it is a free t-shirt. Whatever. There is going to be a “face painting/balloon twisting clown” there so it’s got to be worth it. Pony rides start at 12pm. Do you think they’ll let me ride the pony?