Last night when I got home from Parent-Teacher Conferences I was delighted to discover that the bodyfat calipers I had ordered a few days earlier had finally arrived!
And then I spent about thirty minutes trying to figure out how to use the damn things properly.
Here’s the result. Apparently I have about 14.5% bodyfat. OK. I’m not too disappointed. I thought I was at 25. But I’m not thrilled either. I’ve got a bit of work to do. I understand from trainer that 10 and under is where I need to be in order to see the kind of results I’m looking for. 4.5% might not seem like a lot but believe me, it’s going to take forever. Forget about trying to get down to trainer’s 4% (you read that right). I think we can put that in the category of “never gonna’ happen”.
This morning I was treated to a dentist appointment. Yay.
Dentist assured me he was going to try to save the tooth. I went in expecting a root canal (had them before, they’re not that bad); but, true to his word, he only had to crown it.
The lighting in the dental suite suits my skin tone.
Spent the rest of the day resting for a bit (I had off today), getting the kiddos, playing on the playground with them, taking daughter to a girls club meeting, picking her up, and then carrying out day 3 of our Lenten exercises.
Unlike the exercises I do to try to look not-fat, these are good for the soul.
Top it off with a homemade tuna melt on wheat bread and we’ll call it a day.
See, honey, I can take care of things when you’re away.