The "weighty" issue

I had my first wedding dress fitting back in July. Ileana was a pleasure to work with. So nice and made me feel great about myself, even standing there half naked in front of her. But there was a slight problem...my dress doesn't fit. If I don't lost some substantial weight by Oct. 19th (that's when my next fitting is scheduled) she is going to have to make my dress into a corset back. Ugh. Crap.

So I've enlisted the help of a friend who will kick my ass into the gym three times a week, and because we work in building opposite each other, she often times checks in on me around lunch time, to scrutinize what I'm eating.

We do a healthy mix of cardio and weights. I'm feeling stronger than I have in a while, and I'm starting to notice some usually fitted clothes not hugging my curves as much as they used to. I've also had compliments from parents, co workers and even mostly-strangers at the softball field telling me I'm looking good. If that isn't the best freaking motivation in the world, I'm not sure what is.

I'm not weighing myself, EVER, because the scale is evil, but I will try to keep up to date with my physical changes. First off is the black work pants I wear all the time, those are defiantly looser. I forgot a belt today and they're slipping and sliding all over the place.

This last week though I blew off working out twice. I feel shitty for that. Oh, and we're broke so we've both been eating kinda crappy too. I'm back on it this week, and am going to work out 4 times this week, either by myself or with my trainer.

Ugh, losing weight does suck, but the results are what keep me going!