So it's been a while since I have posted on here, and I am sorry. I thought about doing it everyday just never got to it. So Lori has been at death's door for like 2 weeks and while I have been working out consistently it has been hard, and I haven't put as much effort into it as I do when she is there working out with me. I don't know why it is easier to work with someone else then it is to work by yourself. I haven't gained any weight and I actually went down a pant size so that is good news but the scale seems to be stuck at 234 and it is making me crazy a few days I even tried to cut my calories drastically to see if that would get me going again (bad idea, i know) but the number on the scale went up. I was floored, so of course I did what every other person with food issues does and I binged because I felt depressed and then I felt even worse for binging. All I want is to see the damn scale move...sorry I don't mean to curse but no other word applies.
So saturday I went to turbo kickboxing and my trainer Rhonda was there, thank goodness I probably would have left if she wasn't. Afterwards we went and did a few exercises for the abs and butt. It was a lot of fun! I worked yesterday and then went to the gym and then home and to sleep. nothing exciting Lori and I are working out this evening and hopefully we can get back to kicking butt.