i got home from kickboxing cardio class about half an hour ago. Beloved has gone to dip in the town pool, i preferred to shower and ice my muscles over pot roast.
i remain puzzled by my body's apparent inability to drop weight according to the scale, although it's clear to me that my clothes are fitting more loosely, and my muscles are becoming more defined.
i must assume that the older i get, the more room i will require.
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.
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mmm...pot roast. my favorite kind of beef. and every now and then a hamburger.
my crazy brain created this image of you icing your muscles WITH pot roast. ewww....
Remember that muscle weighs more than fat, so as you sleek up, you won't necessarily drop a lot of poundage. It's about how you feel and how you feel about yourself.
Also, scales break. Especially if you throw them down the stairs onto the ceramic tile floor, but we weren't talking about me, were we?
By volume, muscle weighs more than fat.
:)
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