Well, I decided to jump on the scale again this morning. It's been since the 25th and I was sort of curious to see what's going on. I've felt absolutely incredible for the last few days which is such a surprise given how badly I felt about a week ago. (A couple of the Pixies I know were VERY concerned about me. Thank you ladies, you're the greatest.
I appreciate you so much I can't fully explain.)
Anyway, I've been working like a madman trying to keep progressing. I've been doing all I can to eat well (slipped up with a banana split for dinner one night) and been trying to keep my workouts to where I'm just under the complete exhaustion phase.
Looks like I did make a little progress. According to my scale, I've dropped another percent in my body fat % and I'm also up 3.5 lbs. from the other day. I know it probably sounds so stupid for me to complain about my weight but really, it is such a huge problem for me. Since I was an infant I've had to take enzymes to help my body digest food and absorb the nutrients and they basically just do enough to keep me skinny. Very skinny. I can hardly stand to see myself naked, to me I look like a freaking skeleton.
Oh well, sorry to go on that little tangent. Things are seemingly going well right now but I do know that with this cystic fibrosis they can change in an instant. I'm gonna win though. I'm gonna win in a blowout.
But...... to my "personal trainer" go ahead and whip me like a rented mule if you've got to. Push me to my limits and I'll thank you when I see you.