This week has really been something…I had some drama with my older daughter that landed us in the hospital for eight hours. That also led us to a specialist at Children’s hospital for some neurological testing. Scary stuff, really. My younger daughter had to endure getting six shots this week for her four-year well child visit. Also not fun. I have been busting my butt to finish finals (due tonight by midnight), which will be the finish line of two years in college. I cannot wait.
I also was able to spend some time with my bestie, Leslie, this week at the comedy club. My trainer, Denise, switched up some of my routines…okay, all of my routines…at the gym this week. I love that she listens to me. Two weeks ago when I had that horrible 0.6 pound loss for the week, she knew it was time to switch some things up. Great idea she had (and you will see why shortly). I spent four days at the gym this week (and that is not even counting this afternoon when I go to see Denise). That is one “extra” day than my normal, so life is good.
My new toy paid off this week. I was happy to see my initial step count in the 9000’s…that happiness quickly dissipated, though. Here is my “log” so far for the week:
Wednesday – 9206
Thursday – 6975
Friday – 11321 (yeah me!)
Saturday – 3832 (BOO!)
Saturday’s step count is super stinky, I know. That is the product of me sitting in my office chair pretty much *all* day trying to finish up my accounting final. I will likely spend majority of this day parked in this very chair as well; however, I know today’s count will be better. I know it because I will be spending part of my afternoon with Denise…and she will keep these feet moving.
The last mentionable thing that happened this week was I started physical therapy again. I can only hope a few more weeks of attention on this right ankle will get me out of this brace (and stop the pain in that darn ankle). I injured it last March, so I am inching up on an entire year of discomfort with this stupid ankle. What I wouldn’t give to have it all better…like now.
Alright…so, on to weigh in. Can I just say that when I weighed myself this morning it shocked me so much that I actually weighed myself three times. Yeah, I know. So, on the scale was 240.2 which is a 4.2 pound loss from last week! Crazy, right?! That brings my total weight loss to 74.8 pounds in 28 weeks! Let me just say I love Denise…again. I doubt I would have seen such a dramatic loss without her switching up my rountines and pushing me hard. Excellent.
Do you vary your workout routines? If so, how often do you switch things up? Do you notice a “bigger-than-usual” drop in your weight during the week you change things? If you do not switch your routine up, why not?