A more detailed summary

Yesterday was short and sweet because I was FEELIN THE BURN.

It took several hours to kick in but when it did, boy it did.  I needed a pain killer to get to sleep.  It was harsh.

But I felt good.

I don't have a calorie count because I went out to the Golden Corral to eat, but of the calories I could count it was under 500, so I know I didn't blow it yesterday.  I did my basic buffet strategy - eat a big green salad before and then just sample a spoonful or less of "real" food.  The worst thing I ate was a roll. 

This is a big deal because they had all you can eat fried shrimp.  A weakness of mine. 

I had five.  (patting back)

Even my dessert was sugar free blueberry pie. 

I even got away with low calories on my lemonade because they had Minute Maid Lite. 

It was a good night out.

As for the workout, I did 30 mins on the exercise bike.  It surprised me, I didn't think I could hold out.  But I did and it felt great to know I still could.  Apparently I'm not as out of shape as I thought - I went on to do about 40 mins of weight training (I went back down to two sets of 12 reps, I'll work up to more) and 50, yes 50, crunches.  I didn't even feel it until 48.  Then we went to the park and walked about a mile and a quarter to get that full 30 mins in.

Even though my legs (which is what I worked out yesterday) burned a little during some of the exercises, I was so amazed how little I felt the workout I did.  I wondered if I had done it properly.

Then last night, it all kicked in.  I guess my body went through shock at having done the full routine so the pain was a delayed reaction.  Now everything from the waist down hurts. 

It's a good hurt.  I'm just glad I have today off LOL.

But tomorrow it's back to the grind. 

I realized yesterday when I took measurements (which I hadn't done in about two months) that I had gained 9 inches on the five places I measure.  No wonder those clothes were such a tight fit at Penneys.  There was no getting out of exercise yesterday when I saw that.  Even when the pounds don't move I've always managed to lose inches.  I refuse to backslide.  Refuse.

It's a three month boot camp - 40lbs or 4 sizes (which is about 14 inches) - or bust.

Because I deserve it.

*note, I will do the photos here shortly.  I didn't do the body comp either because Abel wasn't in yesterday.  I'll probably correspond the two in the coming week.