Victory Outfits

I started posting victory outfits this month because I vowed to stay off the scale. I wanted to focus more on building muscle than losing weight this month. And the victory outfits help me see that I definitely am making progress even though I am not logging pounds lost.  This past month, I’ve gotten into outfits that I haven’t been able to wear for quite some time (three years for one pair of pants).

I’ll be stepping on the scale later this week for the first time in a month. I’m curious as to what I’ll find. However, despite what number that scale will read, I know I’ve made progress.

The mind is a powerful thing.  Although I relish the victory outfits and know that means my body has changed, some days I feel like I look exactly the same. When you look in the mirror everyday, it can be hard to see the small victories. I was in a bad mood most of the day yesterday and was pretty tired.  I really did not want to go to the gym.  I seriously thought about skipping and just crawling in bed at 6pm.  Yeah, I know.  But I sucked it up and went to the gym anyway.  I was really glad that I did.  It reminded me that I have come really far, whether I see it or not.  With every rep completed and set finished, I was reminded of that progress.  Then, I came home and stumbled across a picture of me from October 2014.  Looking at that picture, I was really glad that I decided to suck it up and go to the gym.  Even though I’m not going to get spectacular results every single day, I have to look at the big picture. 

 So here’s part of the big picture:  The picture I found from October 2014 next to my victory outfit from this morning. 


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Hey! Must Be the Muscle!

This time last year, I had also embarked upon a weight-loss journey.  I know that I shouldn’t, but I keep comparing my progress this year from last year.  It is totally different process.  This time I am actually transitioning to a healthy lifestyle instead of dieting.  Last year, I was taking diet pills. Big difference! Last year between February and April, I lost 25 pounds.  It is no surprised that I gained all that back after I quit taking the diet pills. You’ve read previous posts about my mental process, and how now I am working on the whole process – mind and body.  You’ve read about my newfound love of weight lifting.  You’ve read about me exploring my demons and working hard on self-love.  I’m getting there.  This is brand new territory for me.  I have to say that I am loving the process.  It’s not always easy, but I do think that it is worth it.  Scratch that.  I do think that I’m worth it.

I am human though.  So sometimes I do compare my progress.  I was getting kind of frustrated with myself lately because I am 10 pounds heavier than where I was this time last year.  Yes, I’ve been injured the past two months, but I don’t think that is a valid excuse. I took my measurements last night for the end of the month.  I was blown away by what I discovered.  One of my troublesome spots is my lower tummy area (it’s also been called the Kangaroo pouch, second stomach, or FUPA – I’m not explaining that one because my Mema reads this blog).  I learned last night that I have lost two inches this past month across my hips and lower tummy area.  This is huge news by itself.  I was so pumped that I even struck a celebratory pose in the gym locker room.



But here’s the even more exciting news: I took a look at my measurements from last year (you know, where I was 10 lbs lighter), and I am two inches smaller NOW across my chest, waist, and hips. Y’all, I can’t even describe how mind-blowing this is!   So note to self: trust the process and keep doing what you are doing.  My new April goal is to stay off the scale and continue to make healthy choices.  I will also keep kicking ass in the weight room.


My clothes are fitting better too.  Added bonus.






Hopefully not free-falling.  Okay, okay.  I’m conditionally free.  I have been released to only wear the boot when I’m feeling pain or discomfort.  For the next two weeks, I have to wear tennis shoes (or some other stable shoe with laces — unfortunately not heels yet) and still modify my exercise.  I am so relieved to learn that my foot is healing and that in two weeks I can begin to try to run again.  I have to admit that I’m a little gun-shy, and I’m worried that I’ll push myself too hard now that I’m sans boot.  I just have to keep reminding myself that I want to get better and stay far, far away from that retched contraption (aka the boot).  Tonight, I went to body works class and lifted weights.  I modified lunges still and gave my foot breaks if it started to feel sore.  I was careful (for all you people out there who are worried I’ve been doing too much on my foot)! Also, I ran everything by my doctor, and I can still work out – just no high-impact stuff for at least two more weeks.  He said that it will be another month before my foot starts to feel normal again.  I’m okay with that.  The important thing is that I am making progress and healing nicely.  For now, I’ll just rock my hot pink Nikes with my business attire at work.  Tonight I did go up on my foot in plank position on reflex. I quickly modified and ended up completing one single-leg push up! I’m pretty proud of that.  It will just take some additional mental adjustments as I continue to workout while healing.  It felt so weird to have a regular shoe on my left foot tonight. I definitely don’t miss the velcro sounds my boot made when I’d walk.  I’m not burning that sucker, but I hope to put it back in the far reaches of my closet very soon.



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My Progress Report

So I promised a post with all of the numbers. Today, I weighed myself for the week and checked my measurements for the month. Although I didn’t start a full-fledged health attack until the beginning of 2015, I started making small efforts back in December after visiting the doctor for a sinus infection and not being happy with the number on the scale. I have lost twenty pounds since the middle of December. I am very happy with the weight lost, but I have to be honest.  I was really disappointed that I stepped on the scale this morning and lost nothing for the week.  I have to remember that I didn’t work out as much this week, but it seems that losing weight just doesn’t come as easily this time around.  I’ll just keep reminding myself that this is a lifestyle change, and I am taking baby steps.  Breathe in, breathe out.  However, I did check my body measurements for the month of February.  I lost 5.25 inches of fat from my body overall.  Woohoo! My biggest area of loss (1.75 inches) is from my bingo arms area.  I’ve been focusing on trying to lift more weights and do more triceps work.  I guess that paid off.  So overall, I can’t beat myself up too much.  I am a different Kaycee then all the other times I’ve attempted weight loss.  I am doing this the healthy way.  Below is a picture of my progress.  The left side of the picture was taken on December 20, 2014 and the right side taken on February 24, 2015.  There’s a twenty pound difference between the two.  So hell yeah – I am proud of my progress! Happy Friday!