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Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes!


I decided to bring back the Wednesday weigh in this week to check my progress since starting my CrossFit regimen. As always, I give the disclaimer that you should not restrict your fitness goals to a number on the scale. In fact, I am including my measurements (**gasp**) with this post because I have seen a drastic change in just a little over a week!

For best results, always measure yourself at the same time of day as your body may fluctuate as many as five pounds throughout the day based on dieting and exercise habits. I choose to take my measurements first thing in the morning as a good baseline.

Along with our CrossFit gym membership, we get access to the website, BeyondTheWhiteboard.com. Here, you can become affiliated with your gym, post Workout of the Day (WOD) results, track your dieting habits and sleep patterns, and keep tabs on your overall health. If you are obsessed with counting calories and keeping a journal of your progress like I am, this is a great new tool to become obsessed acquainted with.

After completing my fundamental sessions and becoming a full-fledged member, I created my BeyondtheWhiteBoard account and got started. One of the first things my hubby and I did was take each others' measurements (height, weight, abdomen, hips, neck, upper arm, squat height, etc.) to accurately track our progress along this journey. The website also allows you to set goals for yourself, whether it be to achieve a result in a specific workout or to obtain a weight loss goal.

Now, I have mentioned before that running is not necessarily the best means to lose weight, especially when training for long distance runs. It is important to give your body the nourishment and energy it needs to function at full capacity. That being said, I had put back on about five pounds through my half-marathon training.

When I weighed in for the first time on April 2, I weighed 132.4 lbs with a body fat percentage of 24.2 percent. Based on those results, I set what I thought was a timid goal weight of 128 pounds (for a BMI of 22) and a lean body fat percentage of 20 percent by June 9 (the day of a dear friend's wedding).

Imagine my surprise when I stepped on the scale this morning to find that not only had I already achieved my weight loss goal, but I had passed it, and I am darn close to achieving my body fat percentage goal as well!

Here is a look at how far I have come since the start of my journey in 2010 at my peak of 154 lbs:

Measurement 1/9/10 4/2/12 4/11/12
Weight (lbs) 154 132.4 127.8
Body Fat (%) N/A 24.2 20.6
Neck (") N/A 12.5 12.5
Abdomen (") 30.5 28.5 27
Hip (") 38 36 35
Upper Arm (") 10.5 10.25 10.5

As you can see, my neck and upper arms have not changed throughout the process. But I can see a difference visually. My upper arms used to be soft and flabby. Now, the 10.5 inches on my upper arm looks lean and toned. I cannot say I have seen much difference in my neck, but when was the last time you looked in a fitness magazine and thought, I wish I had her neck. Anybody? Bueller? Bueller?

As for goals from here on out, I will continue to try to build muscle and bring down my percentage of body fat, but I am not terribly concerned in the weight department. So long as I keep a healthy diet (with a few beers and glasses of wine here and there, and let's not forget cake when it's warranted) and stay active, I will measure my success on how I feel and how fabulous my butt looks in my jeans. Just kidding. But seriously.

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