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Weight loss whatnot
I've been really trying to lose weight since this summer. Steven and I switched gyms in an effort to be motivated more. (Of course, this is where I hurt my knee, but I can still use the pool.) Steven's been fantasically supportive about keeping my motivated, keeping my spirits up, and eating healthier with me. Not to mention telling me I look great and he loves me, no matter what, when I feel shitty about my body.
Also helping is the fact that I gave up regular soda. It's diet or water now. It's amazing how many useless calories I was adding by drinking soda. I also found I like the taste of diet better, anyway.
I know I've been losing weight because of what the scale says, but honestly, I hadn't noticed much of a change. Sure, my jeans were a little looser, but I chalked it up to stretching out. Same deal with having to tighten my bras up in the back.
Sunday, though, I fit into a pair of jeans that haven't really fit since April. Last night, I was traipsing around naked while getting ready for bed, I looked in the mirror and finally saw a difference. I look thinner from a side view and my curves are more defined full on. Not to mention my tummy fat is finally lessening a little. It totally made my night. Here's hoping that I can keep up the loss, especially when I am laid up from surgery and unable to do much.
So, my other nipple decided to join the party and leak too. I guess I should be glad that they're both leaking, since if it were just one, I should be having it checked out.
I did scour the net for info. I guess the possible cause are stress, which I know has caused my mom to be leaky. This was right before my parents' split. Her doctor was originally concerned about her have a pituitary tumor or cancer or something. It turned out that it was stress just happened to affect her endocrine gland (I think) and in her caused lactation. Since I also get the stress rash she gets, the leaky boob might be genetic.
The other potential cause is my birth control pills. After all, they are making my body think it's pregnant. Either way, my fear are assuaged. I'll just mention it at my physical in April.
I'm so effing tired. I was yakked this morning around 7:30 and continue to feel dizzy as hell. I'm intending on taking a nap when Steven gets home.
I wish this cold would die.
Also helping is the fact that I gave up regular soda. It's diet or water now. It's amazing how many useless calories I was adding by drinking soda. I also found I like the taste of diet better, anyway.
I know I've been losing weight because of what the scale says, but honestly, I hadn't noticed much of a change. Sure, my jeans were a little looser, but I chalked it up to stretching out. Same deal with having to tighten my bras up in the back.
Sunday, though, I fit into a pair of jeans that haven't really fit since April. Last night, I was traipsing around naked while getting ready for bed, I looked in the mirror and finally saw a difference. I look thinner from a side view and my curves are more defined full on. Not to mention my tummy fat is finally lessening a little. It totally made my night. Here's hoping that I can keep up the loss, especially when I am laid up from surgery and unable to do much.
So, my other nipple decided to join the party and leak too. I guess I should be glad that they're both leaking, since if it were just one, I should be having it checked out.
I did scour the net for info. I guess the possible cause are stress, which I know has caused my mom to be leaky. This was right before my parents' split. Her doctor was originally concerned about her have a pituitary tumor or cancer or something. It turned out that it was stress just happened to affect her endocrine gland (I think) and in her caused lactation. Since I also get the stress rash she gets, the leaky boob might be genetic.
The other potential cause is my birth control pills. After all, they are making my body think it's pregnant. Either way, my fear are assuaged. I'll just mention it at my physical in April.
I'm so effing tired. I was yakked this morning around 7:30 and continue to feel dizzy as hell. I'm intending on taking a nap when Steven gets home.
I wish this cold would die.
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