Lonely FatLady

Today was supposed to be my last workout with RB at the fitness center. The club is elite and beautiful, but it is also a million dollars a month for just one membership. Mr. FatLady and I decided to sign up for the YMCA family plan starting in October because I feel that I am finally at a point where I can somewhat keep up with him. I occasionally even enjoy working out with him. Imagine that.

So, back to my story. I arrived early - 540am to get in a short cardio workout. My goal has been to shave off a few seconds each time I do the mile on the elliptical machine. So far, so good. I can do a mile in about 12 minutes - in April I was doing a mile in 15-16. Go FatLady!

But I digress - I finish up my cardio warm up and start looking for my awesome trainer. And what do you know, he is NO WHERE to be found. I always leave my phone in the truck, so I had no way to harass him to find out if he is still in bed, or what. Here's what I figure - in a desperate attempt to keep me around for another month, he stands FatLady up so that her sessions cannot be officially over. Because I am already at the gym I might as well put myself through the wringer. It was a FatLady test.

I did it. I started with my arms and squat-rows and completed three sets of 12-15. Then I went on to stupid lunges and leg work and it was really difficult because he was not there to count for me - I am NOT a math person.

At any rate, I made it through BY MY SELF (who needs a stinky old trainer anyway) and came out on the back side of the workout a stronger FatLady. I am ready to venture out on my own and with Mr. FatLady.

More posts to come from the Y-M-C-A (sing along). We hope to get out on Mondays, Fridays, and one day on the weekend no matter where we go. (When you are a member of the Y-M-C-A you can go to any one throughout the country.

Until Next Time -

FatLady

FatLadys and Stair Machines Don't Mix

Today was an awesome workout until RB introduced me to the Stair Machine. The Stair Machine is hell. I sweat more in FOUR minutes than I did the whole rest of the workout. After barely surviving those FOUR minutes, RB informed me that he would like me to do the Stair Machine for TEN minutes during each workout. YEAH RIGHT! Really BAD word THAT.

So, ask me how I feel about the Stair Machine - I DARE you. Did I mention that the rest of my workout was pretty good. I have been having sick issues the past four weeks and I cannot figure out what is going on, so this morning I ate one piece of bread. Nothing on it. Not toasted. Wa-La, no sickness today. If you remember, the morning I ate nothing, I threw up. The morning I ate too much, I threw up. My recent routine has been eating a packet of oatmeal an hour before my workout and it seemed to be effective, but not lately. I will see how the bread thing goes.

Labor day weekend we rode our bikes up in Minnesota. If you have never been to Lanesboro it is totally worth the trip. It is one of the biking capitals of the world. Mr. FatLady and I try to spend three or four weekends a year there biking and camping. Although we ate our share of carbs and smores, I still made it back with two pounds lost since last week!

On the agenda for this weekend is some working out and horsing around.

Avoid Stair Machines at all costs. They might kill you. Eat small portions, but what you want.

FatLady

FatLady and a Little Towel

FatLady has been a little off the pace the last month, but she HAS been on the ball. A BOSU ball - and they are HELL on the abs. But, I digress. Today I would like to discuss gym towels. I has been my experience that towels provided by the gym are intended for SkinnyLadys, not FatLadys. When you are carrying around the extra frontage and middleage poundage, those napkins just don't get the job done. I usually use two towels and on the rare occasion, three and ALWAYS find myself wishing that I could use just ONE towel to get the job done. But, I would scare all the other Ladys away should I streak through the women's locker room with one towel. I mean, let's be honest here - even though we all have the same parts, no one - and I mean NO ONE wants to see that much FatLady. It can really ruin your day. My proposal - buy FatLady sized towels. I am pretty sure SkinnyLadys will not complain. We will save the environment by washing fewer loads of towels and FatLadys will feel better about themselves because one towel will cover their whole booty instead of just half a booty. It is a win/win situation for all involved.

I think I have been lax all month because I have not had any great stories rolling around up there in that head of mine. RB has been kicking my butt all over the place because I can only afford to go one day a week now, so he is working me twice as hard. In fact, I am back to getting almost sick every morning. He says I am doing great, but I can hardly walk down the stairs after one of our sessions. On a happier note, Mr. FatLady has been quite pleased with my toned results.

Speaking of results. I have lost almost 20 pounds since April. Although the weight is coming off slowly, I hope the lifestyle change will mean that it stays off for good. I have also been pivoting my thoughts and I focus on looking and feeling good. Which brings me back to the stupid towels. Last week, for the first time in let's just say a long time, I was able to tie one SkinnyLady towel around my FatLady bulk. It was a little precarious, but I made it to and from the shower with no flashing episodes. I took an extra towel, just to be on the safe side, and used it for my hair so it would not go to waste.

This weekend I am all about Ride, FatLady, Ride. We are spending Labor Day weekend in Lanesboro, MN biking the countryside. FatLady will log 20-30 bike miles, which is pretty darn good for a weekend.

I will talk about my biking in the next post. I have a recumbent bike and I LOVE it. It is the perfect model for FatLadys!

FatLady Out