Let me back up a minute. I am still working on losing weight. There have been some changes since my last fitness post....
I had to break up with Jillian.
I lost my first 10 pounds thanks to Jillian, and I will forever be grateful to her for that. But, the lady was KILLING my knees. Both of my knees were in braces after a few weeks, and they eventually hurt so bad I couldn't do anything. Exercising was out of the question. I also talked with a friend who had done the Jillian workout. She had knee trouble too, but she kept pushing on through it. She ended up having to have operations on both of her knees. (yikes!) She said she couldn't be for sure it was the workout, but common sense tells you it probably had something to do with it.
So yeah, I dumped Jillian's crazy butt.
If I work out each day, Healthy Lori is there reminding me of all the hard work I did that morning. "You worked so hard! Remember those crunches?!?!? Don't ruin it with that Reeses Cup! Put it down, Sister!!!" However, days when I don't work out Lazy Lori rules the roost. I eat terrible, and I guzzle cokes all day. I have to have something to keep me on track.
My Aunt Meleah has loaned me a new set of workout DVDs called "Slim in 6." It's by Beachbody, and I have heard awesome things about the company. I tried the first workout this morning and did ok. There are some lunges I am going to have to skip due to the sensitive knees, but all in all it seems better. The program also comes with a little chart to hang up so you can keep track of what workouts you do each day. I proudly hung up my little chart this morning and marked my workout.
Now, this program also suggests that you take a "before" photo. "Swimsuit photos are the best" they claim. This is to show the person how his or her body has changed after 6 weeks. I decided to go for it. How bad could it be? I had already lost 13 pounds!!
I dug through my clothes and found a blue bikini that fit about 50 pounds ago. I squeezed my fat heiny into it, set the timer on the camera, and did the pose.
"Sweet Mother of Abraham, is that my derriere?!?!?"
Let's just say, things are a lot worse than I thought.
So, the Slim in 6 crew suggests that you print this picture and place it next to your chart for motivation. I laughed. Yeah, right. This is never seeing the light of day!!!
Then I remembered that little "Photos in a Few Minutes" machine at Wal-Mart. You select your pictures, you pick them up out of the printer, the photo tech just scans your bar-code, and you are set. No one sees the photos except you. Hm...... it just might work.
I plugged my little SD card into the machine. I looked over both of my shoulders to make sure there wasn't a soul in sight. I hurriedly selected both photos (front and back shots) and a few others to help hide the horrid photos. I sent my order and grabbed my receipt. "An hour and a half wait! What!??"
Suddenly, the sickening truth dawned on me. I was at the wrong machine. I had just sent my big-butt-blue-bikini photos to the ladies behind the counter.
Oh. My. Gosh.
My stomach dropped, my cheeks flushed, and my heart started to race. I suddenly imagined my big-butt-blue-bikini photo dropping off of the printer, getting picked up by the tech lady, and her waving it around for everyone to see. "Can you believe this!!?!? Look at that HUGE BUTT! HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!
I ran to the counter. Maybe it wasn't too late..... With panicked, fear-filled eyes I asked the lady, "Can you cancel my order? I don't want these prints anymore." She looked at me strangely and told me that no, she couldn't. Once and order is placed it can't be stopped. "Is there a problem?" she asked.
I bit my lip. Do I tell her? Maybe she won't even look. No, with my luck that baby will be the talk of all the Wal-Mart's in the tri-state area. I had to do it.
"Well, uh....you see, I have an embarrassing photo in there. I thought I was printing the instant prints where only I would see it, and I am so embarrassed!" I squeaked.
She raised an eyebrow. "Just what kind of picture are we talking about?"
"Oh my, no. I mean, it's for my weight-loss program. It's a before shot....you know, to give me motivation?" I explained. "It's me in a bikini." I whispered and gave her the most pitiful look. (the kind of look that begs mercy from another person)
She smiled. "I'm the only one back here right now. It should print in the next 10 minutes. I'll make sure no one sees it."
I wanted to hug her for being so kind. I sheepishly thanked her, took my pictures, and ran away.
So, yes, the photo is now hanging next to my chart. It's painful, but I need reminding. It's easy to hide in big clothes and pretend it's not as bad as it really is. When I am tempted to skip a workout or pig out like crazy, big-butt-blue-bikini girl will be staring me down.
If something like that doesn't give me motivation, nothing will.