So last week I promised that I would do a measured review of Relacores ability to reduce "belly fat".
(If you didn't get a chance to read the original, then click around for "Product Review: Relacore)
Now, I certainly do not endorse measuring after only a week. It promotes obsession and in my opinion only serves to create disappointment because there isn't a lot of time to generate 'wow!' results. It is suggested that measurements be taken only once every 1-2 months.
Anyhow, I got up nice and early to give you the nitty gritty breakdown, so here goes!
I'm down to 293.6lbs so far, which is just a hair under 20lbs lost. GO ME!
My measurements are:
Chest - 125cm / 49.2in
Bicep - 37cm / 14.6in
Waist - 127cm / 50in
Hips: - 140.5cm / 55.3in
Thigh - 78cm / 30.7in
Thats a difference of 2cm on my waist, 2.5cm on my hips, 2cm on my thighs. Grand total 6.5cm / 2.6in!
Now, thats pretty good to me so far. Only in a week? Hey, I'm happy with that. Lets talk about its possible relation to Relacore though. Relacore says that it is supposed to help cut down on stress induced belly fat by reducing cortisol. I can't say whether or not its true, but I do see by these results that most of my weight loss is clustered around my waist/hip area. So, tentatively we *could* say that it has been affected by the Relacore, but I am not entirely convinced at this time.
Thankfully, Relacores real value for me is in its mood regulation, which I discuss in my original product review. As a result of its mood regulating abilities I will continue to use Relacore and just reap whatever belly fat reduction that I can get! So, what I'm going to do is follow up on these measurements in a month to see what happens.
Ok, I have to go and get ready for the day - remember your daily apple!
Ciao Bellas!
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I just want to say that without my partners love and neverending support, I don't think I would be here today making my life better for ME, and by translation, OUR life better.
Thank you, V. I love you.
Thank you, V. I love you.
Nah, it is. Its a nice sunny day outside and I'm still breathing. It technically could be worse.
Alright, so I went and tracked down a measuring tape (thanks Gramma!) so I could share the nitty gritty with you. But before i dump my measurements all over the interwebs, I thought I would share that I'm down to 296 now! /cheer! At this rate, in six months ill be Twiggy! I kid, I kid. I completely chalk that whole 1lb weight loss to the bathroom scrubbing I did yesterday. No, my bathroom wasn't that dirty! I'm just a bit - retentive - you can say. Anyway, I digress. I'll have my mini celebration over a slice of turkey and some peas in a few minutes. Nom Nom Nom!
Alright, so I went and tracked down a measuring tape (thanks Gramma!) so I could share the nitty gritty with you. But before i dump my measurements all over the interwebs, I thought I would share that I'm down to 296 now! /cheer! At this rate, in six months ill be Twiggy! I kid, I kid. I completely chalk that whole 1lb weight loss to the bathroom scrubbing I did yesterday. No, my bathroom wasn't that dirty! I'm just a bit - retentive - you can say. Anyway, I digress. I'll have my mini celebration over a slice of turkey and some peas in a few minutes. Nom Nom Nom!
The Good. The Bad. The Ugly.
I have never had to measure myself before - someone always did it for me. So, I found a nice little guide online to show me the places that I should see the most weight loss and how to properly measure them. For all those following along at home, its chest, bicep, waist, hips, thigh. I know there are other areas like calf etc, but I want the basics. Remember, *I* like things easy and I don't like to get obsessive.
Here is the link I went to - Measurements
(Now, I don't endorse anything else on the website because I haven't looked into it. I also haven't downloaded the program and I will not comment on whether or not it is effective or full of viruses. Use at your own risk!)
Without further adieu, I bring you the Bad and the Ugly!
Chest - 125 cm/ 49.2 in
Bicep - 37 cm/ 14.6 in
Waist - 129 cm/50.8 in
Hips - 143 cm/56.3 in
Thigh - 80 cm/31.5 in
And as a hilarious point of reference, my Head is 57 cm/22.4 inches. Yeah thats right, my thigh is bigger than my head....but not for long!
So there they are, and I promise you I didn't fudge them or suck it in or whatever it is we all do to make ourselves feel better. It is of absolutely NO benefit to me to lie about my measurements - it just feeds the delusion.
I'm going to wait a week and see what happens, remeasure and then wait for a month. I'd like to focus on the belly fat just to see if this Relacore business is as awesome at kicking my fat out as it is at kicking out my anxiety. I'll keep you all updated.
And now, for the Good!
I've decided to start a small video blog. I figure its gotta be hard to believe its working for someone when you can't see the results. (Secretly, its also easier than typing a lot! AND it gives me an excuse to do my makeup lol!) So, you can all go and follow my YOUTUBE! channel.
Ok, so I'm gonna go and use that excuse to do my makeup, do a little vidblog for you all, and then get out in this sun before it goes away for a few months!
Ciao Bellas!
This is a timeline of the tragic loss of my cheekbones. I'm questing to get them back.
When I decided to make this change to my life, I was at my absolute heaviest.
I'll be honest about it. There's no sense lying - it just contributes to denial and we all know what denial does; it keeps us fat. Truth is, at over 310lbs (I'm 6' tall), I wasn't healthy. I didn't FEEL healthy. My partner started complaining that I had started to snore, my hips started to hurt and I was tired all the time.
I got sick with the flu - and I never used to get sick. So sick that I quit smoking (yay!) and I haven't smoked in four weeks. I decided that if it was that easy to kick a nicotine addiction, the most addictive substance (so I hear) on the planet, then how hard is it to kick my addiction to food? Well, a bit harder than I thought, but nothing that was unachievable.
So I started thinking about it. Just a little bit. And then, a miraculous thing happened. I woke up one day and I said - I'm SO done. I'm done being fat. Dear god, let the skinny girl out of my fat suit! And that was it.
Most of you who have known me for a long time, have known that I've been a chubby girl through most of my life. Not always straight up FAT, but I've definitely never been bone thin. I don't think I ever will be. I always remember in college, when I thought I was fat. I'd give all the cookies in the world to go back there and slap myself silly. So, I'll do the next best thing. My college weight is my goal. One year is my time frame.
Technically I started this about a week before Hallowe'en. I'm at the two week time frame right now and I'm down to 299. I know that seems like a lot of weight to lose in such a short period of time, and I was a bit concerned as well - but from what I understand its normal to have a short rush of weight loss.
I'm learning a new way of living. New daily routines. How to say no. I'm learning not to eat my feelings anymore, and how to take delight in whole foods. I've detoxed the waste out of my lungs, my organs - the sugar out of my blood. I've had the mood swings, headaches and sleepy spells while my body adjusted to its new life. And guess what? I made it clear through to the other side. I still have my challenges - hell, who doesn't. I'm human but I'm trying and there isn't any damned cookie thats gonna fuck this up for me!
I've given myself 365 days to do it. October 31st is my date. And all I need is math. (Who would have thought!)
I'll be honest about it. There's no sense lying - it just contributes to denial and we all know what denial does; it keeps us fat. Truth is, at over 310lbs (I'm 6' tall), I wasn't healthy. I didn't FEEL healthy. My partner started complaining that I had started to snore, my hips started to hurt and I was tired all the time.
I got sick with the flu - and I never used to get sick. So sick that I quit smoking (yay!) and I haven't smoked in four weeks. I decided that if it was that easy to kick a nicotine addiction, the most addictive substance (so I hear) on the planet, then how hard is it to kick my addiction to food? Well, a bit harder than I thought, but nothing that was unachievable.
So I started thinking about it. Just a little bit. And then, a miraculous thing happened. I woke up one day and I said - I'm SO done. I'm done being fat. Dear god, let the skinny girl out of my fat suit! And that was it.
Most of you who have known me for a long time, have known that I've been a chubby girl through most of my life. Not always straight up FAT, but I've definitely never been bone thin. I don't think I ever will be. I always remember in college, when I thought I was fat. I'd give all the cookies in the world to go back there and slap myself silly. So, I'll do the next best thing. My college weight is my goal. One year is my time frame.
Technically I started this about a week before Hallowe'en. I'm at the two week time frame right now and I'm down to 299. I know that seems like a lot of weight to lose in such a short period of time, and I was a bit concerned as well - but from what I understand its normal to have a short rush of weight loss.
I'm learning a new way of living. New daily routines. How to say no. I'm learning not to eat my feelings anymore, and how to take delight in whole foods. I've detoxed the waste out of my lungs, my organs - the sugar out of my blood. I've had the mood swings, headaches and sleepy spells while my body adjusted to its new life. And guess what? I made it clear through to the other side. I still have my challenges - hell, who doesn't. I'm human but I'm trying and there isn't any damned cookie thats gonna fuck this up for me!
I've given myself 365 days to do it. October 31st is my date. And all I need is math. (Who would have thought!)
