Getting Fit: Update

It's been a little over a month since I've checked in with you folks about my progress (well, besides the big race!).  My how time flies.  No supremely noteworthy events to document.  Haven't really lost much weight (3lbs-ish over 4 weeks).  Haven't really lost much more size...  I will say that over a month ago, I unpacked all my summer/ spring clothes and NONE of the bottoms fit.  And when I mean none, I mean the pants I would reserve for my bummy, relaxed days would NOT button.  I also should admit that I got almost up to 140 lbs (I know I said I was scandalized about 132 but it totally got worse before it got better after that post).  Yeah, that was painful to write.  But no matter -- I'm now a svelte 128.  Yeah, maybe not so much with the svelte, but my aforementioned pants now FIT!!  Yay for an expanded wardrobe with no additional cost!

Without further ado, my new stats:

May 9 (133 lbs) --> May 25 (131 lbs) --> June 28 (128.4 lbs)

Waist: 27.3" --> 26.3" --> 25.5"
Hips: 38.8" --> 37.8" --> 38.8"
Chest: 35.4" --> 34.5" --> 35"
Thighs: 21.5" --> 23.3" --> 20.8"
Calves: 14.1" --> 14.3" --> 13.8"
Biceps: 10.4" --> 10.5" -->11.3"

The one thing that I'm having the BIGGEST problem with is cellulite.  That was also hard to say.  Like, what the f* happened to my butt/ thighs??!  I was reading an article last night in bed (yeah, obsessing about body issues right before you hit the hay is an awesome idea).  It seemed to imply that wearing pantyhose while sitting all day is about the worst thing you can do.  Hmm.... that may or may not have been my ENTIRE FIRST 5 MONTHS AT WORK. Deep breaths.  I also read that my level of cellulite is an ominous "level 3", which is apparently the hardest to get rid of.  Of course!  Now, I find myself looking at celebrities and pretty much every other woman in insane jealousy at their beautiful smooth hamstrings.  I've actually tried endermologie (hey - there was a groupon!). Let's just say it involved getting into a body-size pair of nylons and getting rubbed with a suctioning device by a Russian woman who could barely speak English - no joke.  I spent most of the time wondering what I was doing and where I was.  I've also starting "dry brushing" to stimulate circulation to the affected areas.  

Yes, I know I'm going cray-cray.  This is why I 1) shouldn't be left to my own devises and 2) should live with my husband who thinks I'm beautiful, blemished thighs and all.  Also on that note, I just booked a mini-beach vaca to Pensacola to visit my little brother.  Watch out fellow beach-goers because this shit is not being hidden from the sun!