WIW + I'm a Grown-up

It's weigh in Wednesday and I'm pretty damn excited about this one.  I've been working my ass off pretty hard at the gym (and snuck in on Saturday) and I'm back to two-a-day Tuesdays!  I had missed the past couple weeks, for hair cuts, blind dates, you know.  Last night's body pump class made me feel like a huge p-u-s-s-y and Brandy kicked my ass and loaded wayyyy more weight on.  It's not a pissing contest, but I'm coming for you bitch.  I was also pretty good about my weekday eating.  I emphasize weekday because I suck pretty bad at weekend eating, as in I do a lot of it and not very carefully.  So I'm happy to report that I'm down dos (that's spanish for two, I'm bilingual) and I'm pretty pumped!!

Toes are so sausagey.

I'd like to say that my goal for next week is to hit 145, but it's not.  I'm starting to get a loss less concerned with that number on the scale and a lot more concerned with how I feel.  There are problem areas I'm trying to focus on so my goals are based a little more on those.  For example, I'd like to fill the ass of my pants a little more, I don't have much of an ass.  Not many people know this, untilllllll now.  I drink a bunch of water at work during the day so I pee, A LOT.  Every time I pee, I use the big stall because there's no space to exercise in the little stall.  So here's my secret, I do 10 squats every time I pee.  By the end of the work day I've usually done 70 or 80 squats and my ass hurts, so I'll call that a win.  Don't lie, you're thinking about doing it too.  Careful though, if you do it with pants on you can sometimes create a mean case of sag ass by stretching out the ass.  Personally I go pantless, I know I know, you're surprised.  Happy squatting!

Typical day. Yep that's a vneck tshirt.

Today's grown-up outfit.

So in my field (I'm artsy fartsy), I've gotten to be my age and not really had to deal with looking allll that professional.  I mean, y'all have seen my outfits, and I get away with a lot of odd stuff for working in a "corporate" environment.  Well, we have some dinner tonight and a meeting tomorrow and when I said, "Can we wear jeans to dinner?" my boss thought I was joking and everyone chuckled.  Well guess what, I was fucking serious.  I went shopping this weekend and got a couple things to make me look like less of a hippie and more of a corporate 20 something.  Today, I'd venture to say that I kind of look like a grown-up!  I didn't opt for heels but wedges are close, right?  And the pants I'm wearing actually fit me.  Nevermind the fact that all of my female coworkers are wearing dresses, womp womp.  Oh well.  Joke's on them when I take my cardigan off later and start selling tickets to the gun show.

Flexbreak. I know I know, I'm a douche.

I'm gonna start dressing more like a grown-up.  You heard it here first.  As soon as I find a money tree, harvest its leaves and go on a shopping spree.  Maybe this Spring, we'll see I guess.  I just don't wanna look all old.  When did you start dressing like a grown-up?

Happy hump day!  My feet hurt.