Zaggora Hot Pants - 2 Week Challenge Results...

Saturday, October 5, 2013
I weighed and measured myself at the end of the two weeks. I have lost 6 lbs and have lost 1.5 inches in my hips and waist, and an inch in my chest and both my thighs.  I almost didn't post the results because I'm unsure how accurate they are.  As a part of my medical issues, I tend to experience swelling and water retention in warmer weather.  Last week, it got quite warm out of the blue and I know there is swelling.  I have medication to resolve it, but want to give it a chance to get better on it's own.  By the end of next week, I should have a better idea, but for now, I can't say I'm unhappy with the outcome thus far. Did I go down two jeans sizes?  No, but my jeans are big on me and I'm close to fitting comfortably into the jeans I wore last year. Do I think it's a result of the hot pants and not the fact that I have been working out 5-6 days a week along with dieting?  I'm unconvinced.  The only way to know for sure would be to stop wearing them for two weeks and see how the measurements compare.  I'm not prepared to do that right now though.  I have a wedding I'm attending at the end of the month and I'm hoping to be able to wear the dress I wore to my sister's wedding last summer (without having to put on a pair of Spanx).  It's a long shot, but every little bit helps.
What I will say about the hot pants is that it really does raise your body temperature.  Some days after a workout, it took hours to cool down (hence my standing in the rain the other day). One day this week, I wore a sweater because it was a cool day and can't say how sorry I was.  I was uncomfortable for the rest of the day and because I was on a school trip with my son, couldn't do a thing about it.  By the time I got home, I felt sick.  Drinking lots of water is a must and dressing in layers is recommended.
I'll re-measure and weigh myself at the end of this week to confirm the results are accurate.

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Feeling the rain

Thursday, October 3, 2013

After I worked out today, I went into the kitchen for a bottle of water and saw the pouring rain out my patio door.  There are few times I can think of wanting to feel the rain more. Without a thought, I went out and stood in the rain.  English rain is cold, but today it felt incredible.  I live in a very public place, but in that kind of weather there was wasn't a soul in sight.  I thought about twirling, but the grown up in me squashed the notion. What I did do though was close my eyes and raise my chin toward the sky to let the rain fall on my face.  In my mind I slowed it all down and took it in.  I swear in those few moments I felt every drop.
I've always loved the rain.  I  love the sound of it and like to open the windows and listen to it while drifting off to sleep on stormy nights.  Even as a child I would love to go out and play in. When I got older, I found it sensual and and dreamed of romantic moments that would play out under dark clouds, surrounded by grey tones.  I loved the thought of the emotion of the moment adding color to the experience.  Eyes would seem brighter, lips redder... These moments would be moments frozen in time to never be forgotten.
English rain ruined it for me when I moved here.  It all too often comes down sideways and an umbrella holds no shelter or escape.  It's cold and the sort of rain the stings on impact.  More times, than not, there is no joy in English rain showers, but today for a few moments, I remembered why I've always loved the rain.



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