This morning I went to the gym and did my usual routine: weight lifting and cardio. I used to be all about the elliptical but lately have turned my attention to the rowing machine as I want my arms to not look so bleh.
So I was doing my arm workout and got a wild hair. I walked over to the rack of medicine balls, picked up one that weighed 10 pounds, and proceeded to do twenty squats.
“There,” I thought. “I did something new.”
And then, after I finished my second round of arm machines, I went over to the rack again and picked up that same ball and banged out some more squats.
I don’t know why I did this. My thighs were sore immediately afterwards and have been sore ever since. It was a nice change of pace. Maybe I’ll add it to my circuit.
My clothes are officially out of commission. My tops look baggy and strange and my pants sag in the ass and thigh area. It’s a nice (albeit expensive) problem to have, and now I’m faced with getting new clothes. On one hand yay! New clothes! and on the other ugh, trying on clothes is the worst.
I went to Old Navy today because the clothes are cheapish and cute, and I was trying on a button down shirt, a shirt I have typically avoided because it wouldn’t lay flat around the chesticle region and if I did lay flat then it was way too big everywhere else. Except this time I tried on the shirt and it laid flat! And it buttoned all the way down!
Tomorrow I’m going to Ross and TJ Maxx because I simply cannot afford to outfit my entire wardrobe with new things at this juncture. But looking good is a confidence booster and clothes that fit well are important regardless of the size of a person.
Wish me luck. I am not so great at clothes.