Gym-ity, Gym, Gym

Today marks day five-in-a-row of my "Kick the Gym's Ass" campaign. Small victory.

After coming back from holidays I stepped on the scale in Hope (I don't have one in my apartment) and I was horified to see that I have hit 140. Oh-Em-Gee. That, coupled with looking at the pictures of myself from the trip (ugh) re-kindled my desire to hit the gym. Hard.

I got a member ship for the gym in, oh, July. I used it pretty regularly for about two weeks, then I got kinda busy and slacked off when I started training for the half marathon. I justified to myself that I was getting my exercise with the running. And I probably was doing okay, but I also indulged in a few tasty treats (read an Apple Pie and a tray of cupcakes) along the way. So I'm sure out of the running experience my cardio and leg strength improved marginally but I didn't lose any inches or weight.

So when I saw the horrific numbers I decided the gym, and an improved eating plan, would start when I got back to Victoria. So on Monday, it started. I went to The Root Cellar and bought vegetables. Lots of them. And I've been eating tasty things like stuffed eggplant this week. And then I bought a Mandoline. So I could slice up all my delightful veggies. Last night I made zucchini chips and I have to admit I was underwhelmed. The first recipe and a breadcrumb and parm crust and by the time they baked the zucchini was totally overwhelmed. The second I just did with salt and pepper but I think I oversalted and they were not too goo. Plus most of them stuck to the pan. Alas. I did make and incredible salad with my mandoline and I'm confident it is going to turn out to be a "patio swing purchase" (synonymous with money well spent).

So I've been rocking the gym and watching what I eat. Will the inches and pounds drop? I certainly hope so. Motivation? I've told myself I'm not going shopping (ESPECIALLY at lululemon - the devil incarnate) until I lose five pounds.

So what are my stats?

As of Monday: 140lbs, 39-31-39

Lots of room for improvement.