Weigh in - setting the line

Monday morning means Boot Camp, Baby! I was sore all weekend, and clutched my aching gut every time I laughed or coughed. Sometimes I even asked John for a little help getting up - out of a car or the bed. But there was no way I was going to miss today. Back in the saddle as they say. Last night might've been my last night of extravagance. We went to pizza with Pauly and Change. They all had lovely micro-beer and as I was nursing my bottle of Coors Light, we set the line for the over under.

John set the line at me losing 16.5 pounds by the time of the wedding. But the wimp refused to bet.
Pauly took the over. I can't remember what Change did, and I don't even know what the cost is. That's what we should figure out next.

Today, after what the rest of the boot campers were calling the hardest morning of their entire boot camp, I weighed in. Here's what Kerri, my trainer, came to:

Weight: 184
Height: 5'7''
Body fat: 38% (which she said was actually 34% due to the scale - we need to get it to 25%)
Water: 44% (low)

Those will be the official numbers for the bets. I told them I'm more concerned about inches that pounds. It's all about paying that $400 to alter the dress, and of course to get my body into shape for making those babies.

I'm supposed to eat 5-6 times a day and drink half my body weight in ounces of water. Fruit should be had in the morning rather than the afternoon and I have to read the rest of my sheet for other rules. I'll be writing down what I eat these next few days and turning it in on Wednesday. I'll tell you about the tough work out we had today later. I know it's only been two sessions, but this could be the best thing I've done for myself in a long time.

CURRENT: Las Vegas
NEXT: San Francisco (May 18 - 20)

Comments

[susan Brady]

For shame - I remember John clearly stating that there would be NO PIZZA until after the wedding. Cheaters! And don't blame it on Pauly and Change - you coulda drooled why they scarfed down that greasy, cheesy mound of heaven while you munched away on rabbit food or pasta.

I'm gonna have to think long and hard about the over and under, given this indiscretion.

—the loving hardliner

[Jen Leo]

Nah it was John's idea for pizza. We could've ordered something else, but we didn't. John will look exactly the same for the wedding. He doesn't really have time to do a major in-house reno, but if I get to pay $400 to alter my dress I'll be a happy bride.