Belly fat and residual flab
I was watching myself in the mirror yesterday as I was doing Super Cardio Sculpt. I often do this both to check my form and as motivation. Sometimes I think I look really good, other times I just pick on flaws. I think it depends on the workout (the type of moves I'm doing) and the outfit I'm wearing at the time. During weightlifting things look pretty good, but during cardio, when everything is moving, it can be a terror to behold. I have loose skin all across my midsection and a layer of belly fat covering my abdominal muscles precisely where a six-pack ought to be, and honestly there is a six-pack under there because I can feel it, I just can't see it because of this stupid layer of fat. The loose skin is my fault. If I hadn't spent the previous 25 years of my life weighing at or over 200 lbs, I wouldn't have extra skin there. The stretch marks are my fault, too, for being fat and never exercising and not eating right. I can live with the stretch marks and even a bit of loose skin, if only it were EMPTY loose skin. To be honest, I think I would need to lose another 15 or 20 pounds to get this last layer of fat gone.
My arms are taking on a nice shape from the weightlifting, but you can only see a modest shapeliness to them because they too are coated in a layer of fat, particularly the backs of my upper arms. Yes, I've got Oprah bingo wings. They aren't as big as the used to be, but they're there, hanging under my arms when I proudly flex my biceps at myself. Biceps on top, bingo wings on the bottom, the arms of a formerly fat fitness fanatic.
Then there are my upper thighs. I've done some damage to those through my years of fatness, I think. It's almost like scarring on the inner thighs. They just look like they used to be fat, the fat has sort of shrunk down, and the skin has done its best to catch up but can't quite make it. I noticed this when doing kickboxing moves standing sideways to the mirror. (I was actually checking to see if my panties were showing during that side kick move, and actually yes they were, but it was the thighs themselves that were more frightening!)
Anyway, I wish there was something I could do to tighten things up and to get rid of that last bit of fat. I mean, something magical, not kicking up my exercise and cleaning up my diet more. *sigh*
Right, off to work. Tonight it's Get Ripped with Jari Love!


