Off the bandster wagon¯\_(ツ)_/¯

My name is Tiffany, I'm a terrible Lap-bander and my las workout was 2 weeks ago. (Insert bandsters' anonymous group : "Welcome Tiffany") But if you want to count the numerous times I've climbed my apt's stairs moving in, then Ok! *Trust me, it's a workout! The 4th floor is NO JOKE!

 I've been SUPER busy with my new job, buying a car, getting an apartment and adjusting to the ATL. 2 months post-op and I've fallen off the wagon. #SHAME However, I'm still watching what I eat and closely monitoring my calorie intake via myfitnesspal.com
 So I am happy to report, alert the media... I have a waistline. Woop,woop!
As it stands, I'm somewhere in between a 14 and a 16. Which is pretty darn good. So flash back to my last workout session:
It was me, kettle weights, my "I go hard" playlist and my favorite Old Navy workout sweats and my 2 piece tank.  My little sister's trainer came over and while he was waiting for her he showed me a few moves to do at home. He was nice enough to demonstrate, explain the benefits of the move and what muscles it targeted, then asked me to do them to check if I had the correct form.
After my sister and her trainer left, I threw on my best, put my hair in a bun, stood in front of the full length mirror and pressed play. A little Kanye's Workout Plan to get me revved up, other random hype jams such as Dev's Bass Down Low and Chemical Brothers' Block Rockin Beat came on and as my muscles felt they were going to give out I got a second wind finishing up with kettle weight swings and my closing crunches  to Onyx's Slam. Go hard or go home.
Later on that evening my sister returned from her session with her trainer at the gym and she told me he said " Oh your sister,she fine! She doesn't know it yet but Im going to whip her into shape." Davius is a bootcamp beast.

Flash forward to my 2 weeks of shame. Thanksgiving has past and we're into December. I am well on my way to achieving my goal of 260 for the new year. Now that I'm all moved in and settled with groceries! Yay! I'm going to get back to basics with  my blogging, gym work out and give Davius a call even though he scares me. I have to take a hiatus from the full body pics until I get my very own IKEA full length mirror. But I promise progress pics!

Okay my fellow bandsters. This one is for you!

Muffin Top, Cornelius, and I are leaving you with a little jam from my "I Go Hard" playlist.

The Chemical Brothers : Block Rockin Beats!

Until next time band fans ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

1 month Surgiversary

3 days past my 1 month surgiversary and I'm feeling pretty good. * doing a little dance* It's been about 10 days since my first fill. It wasn't nearly as bad as I imagined it. Locating the port was a bit tricky but after that it was smooth sailing.  Every few days the most unexpected foods get stuck. Cornelius is a very flippant. Well I'm glad to report I'm almost out of the 290's.  Muffin Top is not impressed but hanging in there. Not bad for 33 days post op. 

 Im stateside with even less of an appetite than before the fill, but I'm trying to make sure I get those three protein packed meals a day. I started a workout regiment with my sister.

 Jillian Michael's 30 day Shred.

 It has three levels and  it's 20 mins of hardcore blood, sweat and tears. At 19 minutes Jillian was saying "Change isn't free and c'mon dont quit at the finish line" and all I could think was, I hate you Jillian!

 After the woozy light headed feeling passed I felt good. Note to self: Make sure I eat a little something before I work out. So I'm going to spend the next 30 days with Jillian. I'll be sweating my life away stretching and working muscles I didn't know I had. So to date I've lost 47 pounds. Which is a pretty awesome feeling. However now my clothes fit abnormally and there's only so much you can do with a belt. As of right now I'm living in leggings and my trusty long cardi. I'm not complaining I guess I'm going to have to rock tunics and tights for a bit. I am however looking forward to seeing results from working out though.

Today I woke up made a high protein breakfast, then shrugged on a pair of leggings , a tank, and my favorite green hoodie and walked 2.7 miles towards downtown Atlanta. Me? Almost three miles at a brisk pace.. who knew. I had my Iphone strapped on my arm , and I was jamming to my " I go Hard" playlist. Now all I have to do is figure out how to calibrate my Iphone with my Nikes. As I was on the last leg of my speed walk all I could think about is Jillian saying " It doesnt come free people, don't quit at the finish line" I pushed through it and ran up the 6 flights of stairs to my apartment. I'm committed to change. One day at a time.

A little bit of love from Muffin Top,Cornelius, and I
This one goes out to our new boo Jillian:

Until next time...