So I have been really bad at blogging over the past month but I have to tell you it is because I am actually working out. I’ll wait a few minutes for you to pick yourself up off the floor……………seriously I am at the gym everyday but Sunday and Thursday, however that is even fixing to change because the Y has added more Zumba classes. Well that and I went to San Francisco for 9 days, where I did not work out as planned but I did average 4 miles of walking a day (which led to a lot of ankle issues). I can’t tell you that I have lost any weight (I am currently at 272) because I really haven’t but I have lost inches. And by the way that would be 7 FREAKIN INCHES!!
I went to Zumba tonight for the first time since I left for vacation and I realized I missed it so much. (I cannot believe that I, Melissa Hueste, just actually typed that) I love just dancing and having fun. I am excited that I will have more opportunities to go to classes and I have even been told that there is a Zumba game for the Wii (Christmas present idea if anyone feels like getting me one or Just Dance, I want that one too). I also started going to a belly dance class, well I went to one, and I plan on going back. It is not just belly dance but it is also an abs class. In that class I learned that my abs are sad and I don’t have any muscle tone in my butt, so the shimmy of the butt is very difficult and I am pretty sure that my left butt cheek doesn’t work at all but I will get there! And did I mention that in belly dance class you get to wear a jingly wrap/belt!!!!
So I have to workout portion of things under control and now I just need to get on board with the nutrition. I had joined Weight Watchers but I am not really excited about the program. I have 3 months left on my membership and Weight Watchers just changed their program so as of December 11th (I have to wait for payday to buy more groceries) I will follow the new program and just see. Until then I am going to live on the Healthy Choice meals I have purchased and whatever I have saved up in the freezer along with fruits and veggies. Any nutrition tips, menus, shopping lists, and recipes are more than welcome.
I will keep you updated and I am going to try to be better about blogging weekly. I will also try to write a few more blogs this weekend.
Friday, December 3, 2010
The BOOBS Blog
Yep I am writing a blog about my boobs, so for any gentlemen that might be reading you might just want to stop here or keep reading, I mean I am putting it actually them out there!
On with the blog. About 4 weeks ago, my amazing, sweet, tell-it-like-it-is friend Kirby look at me and said “Now that is a tragedy” my response “what, I am wearing the best pants I have, I can’t help it if they sag” and her response was not in words but was the simple action of grabbing a hold of my bra strap and hoisting one of “my girls” into its appropriate place. That one simple action was the beginning of a huge change.
So a couple days later I ventured out to purchase new bras, however according to Kirby I was only allowed to purchase bras with underwire and I had to have assistance. So off I went. I actually asked a sales clerk to assist me and I went to the dressing room with about 8 different bras in a bunch of different sizes (apparently not only did my bras have no support but they were also the wrong size, however they were really comfortable). So I tried the first one on (that I could actually get clasped) and put a shirt on over it and stood looking in AWE at the mirror. I was amazed at the difference. I walked out of the store with 4 new bras and a completely different attitude.
See here is the deal I have big boobs, I have always had the big breastases and I never really liked them. As I gained weight they grew, they sagged, and then they just seemed to be an extension of my stomach. But then I put on the bra and you know what, they don’t have to sag or be an extension of my stomach they can be in the appropriate place like all the other normal boobs in the world. The thing is that I could have tried on an underwire bra forever ago but this was the first time that I was able to try one on look at myself in the mirror and think “Dang, I look good”. It is the first time that dealing with the pain of the bra (because those wires are not comfortable) was actually worth it because I believe that I am actually worth it and that I can look good.
So the next day I wore the bra to work, Kirby was proud of me and people noticed a difference and not just in the way I looked but in the way that I carried myself and my attitude. I felt good and I also stared at my boobs all day. I was just amazed by them. To be honest 3 weeks later, I still find myself staring…..
I didn’t write this blog so that the next time you see me you will feel compelled to check out my boobs but because this was a turning point for me. I can put on my new bra and feel good about myself and I can wear all of the shirts that I own that have the empire seams in them and my boobs are above not below the seam (who knew that could happen?). A few weeks before this bra incident I had decided that I needed to start dressing as the person I want to be not as the person that I currently am. I literally sat in my car one night and said “I don’t wanna be a scrub cuz scrubs don’t get no love” and then immediately sent a text to my sister asking her to help me pick out new clothes and I went home and threw out everything that was too big or just didn’t line up for the image of myself that I want to portray and I am slowly but surely getting great clothes and changing the way I look and I love it because I am learning to love myself, boobs included. And that my friends is the Boobs Blog!
On with the blog. About 4 weeks ago, my amazing, sweet, tell-it-like-it-is friend Kirby look at me and said “Now that is a tragedy” my response “what, I am wearing the best pants I have, I can’t help it if they sag” and her response was not in words but was the simple action of grabbing a hold of my bra strap and hoisting one of “my girls” into its appropriate place. That one simple action was the beginning of a huge change.
So a couple days later I ventured out to purchase new bras, however according to Kirby I was only allowed to purchase bras with underwire and I had to have assistance. So off I went. I actually asked a sales clerk to assist me and I went to the dressing room with about 8 different bras in a bunch of different sizes (apparently not only did my bras have no support but they were also the wrong size, however they were really comfortable). So I tried the first one on (that I could actually get clasped) and put a shirt on over it and stood looking in AWE at the mirror. I was amazed at the difference. I walked out of the store with 4 new bras and a completely different attitude.
See here is the deal I have big boobs, I have always had the big breastases and I never really liked them. As I gained weight they grew, they sagged, and then they just seemed to be an extension of my stomach. But then I put on the bra and you know what, they don’t have to sag or be an extension of my stomach they can be in the appropriate place like all the other normal boobs in the world. The thing is that I could have tried on an underwire bra forever ago but this was the first time that I was able to try one on look at myself in the mirror and think “Dang, I look good”. It is the first time that dealing with the pain of the bra (because those wires are not comfortable) was actually worth it because I believe that I am actually worth it and that I can look good.
So the next day I wore the bra to work, Kirby was proud of me and people noticed a difference and not just in the way I looked but in the way that I carried myself and my attitude. I felt good and I also stared at my boobs all day. I was just amazed by them. To be honest 3 weeks later, I still find myself staring…..
I didn’t write this blog so that the next time you see me you will feel compelled to check out my boobs but because this was a turning point for me. I can put on my new bra and feel good about myself and I can wear all of the shirts that I own that have the empire seams in them and my boobs are above not below the seam (who knew that could happen?). A few weeks before this bra incident I had decided that I needed to start dressing as the person I want to be not as the person that I currently am. I literally sat in my car one night and said “I don’t wanna be a scrub cuz scrubs don’t get no love” and then immediately sent a text to my sister asking her to help me pick out new clothes and I went home and threw out everything that was too big or just didn’t line up for the image of myself that I want to portray and I am slowly but surely getting great clothes and changing the way I look and I love it because I am learning to love myself, boobs included. And that my friends is the Boobs Blog!
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