What's New (Jan 2014 Edition)

So, new year, new me - right?  What's been going on and what are my plans?

1. Stick with my once a week one hour session with my amazing trainer Jamie.  I look forward to it.  I wish I enjoyed cardio as much as I do strength training!

2. Workout 3x week (so, 2x in addition to Jamie).  I know this should be more, but since I've been majorly slacking here and I KNOW this is what is going to keep my weight off and allow me to eat some extra calories I need to do it.  I feel like if I like to eat, I need to learn to like to move.  

3. I committed to a friend to do the Couch to 5K program with her.  We've only done one session but my quads hurt so badly afterwards I can tell it's going to be a real challenge.   The plan calls for 3x week run/walks.  I hope to be able to stick to it for the 9 weeks though truly I'm sure it's going to take me far longer than 9 weeks to actually get to running 3.1 straight miles.   

4. We're leaving for a week in Florida a week from tomorrow (Wahoooo!!!!)  I just went to try on the remaining Summer clothes I have (mostly stuff I wore in Hawaii in October).  The shirts are just OK (short sleeves look increasingly terrible on my arms b/c of how much extra skin hangs.  I mean really it's baaaaad).  So, I may have to buy some 'elbow length' short sleeved shirts.  I really can't wait to have arm surgery since it kills me to not be able to confidently wear short sleeved or even sleeveless things!  This is actually making me want to go have a consultation with the plastic surgeon just to find out what he thinks we can do for me.....and when!

More on Florida.  The shorts are too big.  They are a 16W but I really don't want to buy anything in a 14/16 for one week (I'm hoping to be smaller come Summer here).  I may have to though.  

My bathing suits, oh man.  Here's the deal, my arms suck and they are what I am most eager to change.  My belly and thighs are a hot mess too but....no one but my poor husband really sees them.  UNTIL you put on a bathing suit.  Oh Christ.  It's nearly as bad as being 335 lbs.  Nearly.    The arms I can just deal with, but when I move my legs seriously are embarrassing.  I may need to look into skirted suits.  Sigh.