well, after a strong start my biggest loser-ness has slowed, although i don't think i am worst off in the group. i seemed to have plateaued (sp) at a measly 6 pounds. and i have been really bad the last two weekends. i am ok during the week, but between cal's birthday party and a pizza overdose, followed by a superbowl event with irresistable queso, i would not be surprised if i put a few pounds back on. but, onward. the guys who has lost the least in the group, in fact, i think he has gained, has announced he is going on a crash diet and that he will drop 20 pounds in short order. eek!
as part of my new found resolve, i went to hot yoga this morning. being in a rush, i grabbed a somewhat tight tank top and threw it on over this little mint green bralet. well, i show up at class and the lights are off, and you lay there while you wait for the instructor. so the instructor shows up, turns the light on, and in all the flourescent, mirrored glory i see that my top is basically see-through. i didn't think my tabk top was that tight, but i could see every love handle and even my belly button. my little bralet was no help for my maternal breasts. and to add insult to injury, it was one of those classes where you sweat buckets, so my tank top just proceeded to get more damp and translucent as we went through the session. oh, and the instructor was male. not that he was checking me out, but it just made me more self-conscious than if it was jsut a bunch of chicks. lovely; i was a hot mess.