A few days ago, I went for a really early morning run. The sun was still shining, it was warm, the streets and woods quite empty and my legs felt light.
Because it was so warm, I have worn nothing but a light vest and very short shorts.
Those shorts, years ago…. or was it only one or two years ago…. where not that tiny back then!!!
And though no fat was pushing its way over the rim, I could feel my love handles jiggling while I was running.
I WAS NOT HAPPY!!!
I mean, I am not fat…not even chubby. I am 154cm and weigh (currently after I already lost 1kg) 44kg. That is slim!
Unfortunately I am not the youngest metabolism wise.
Don’t get me wrong, of course I am still a spring chicken, but at a certain age, your metabolism slows down, you have to work harder to maintain your gorgeous body and also think about what you put in your mouth!
And if you don’t take care, before you even know it you wake up, look in the mirror and wonder why there is fat where once before was muscle???
Also when you had a tummy tuck many many years ago because you had very large and heavy babies, of course fat cells on your belly are gone/removed by a very kind surgeon, so the fat parade looks for another place to camp.
In my case on my hips. Why me?! I don’t need love-handle-friends!!!
I must admit, it is a bit my fault. I had too many sugary treats recently, probably didn’t work out as I should have… but because I felt really disgusted, it triggered something.
Last year I did a bit of RT4 (raw till 4) but never went fully vegan (was a veggie for over 8 ears) until now and actually I feel quite good as I eat a lot and already lost a kg.
Losing weight is not really my goal, I rather turn jingle-bingle-jiggle-parts back into muscles. I’d like to believe they are gone by the time I do the hardmoors 60 race. Also I should get my behind moving… I was a bit lazy since a marathon two weeks ago…
Now… where is my kettle bell….and the last season 2 Broke Girls? Work out is so much easier when you can watch something funny on the internet.