What's a Girl Gotta Do For Some Michelle Obama Arms?

I have lost a grand total of 65 lbs over the past couple of years. A lot of people have asked how I managed this inconceivable feat. Given I am sharply lacking in the will power department, I am thrilled to say it wasn't all that hard....honestly. I realize how ridiculous this is already sounding, but stay with me. 

Years ago a friend of mine lost a lot of weight. I hadn't seen her in a few months and was in utter shock when I saw her. She looked incredible. Obviously I inquired about how I too could look so fab. I am in no way trying to promote a product. But I will give props when it is due. It turned out her success was due to a book by Gwen Shamblin called Weigh Down Workshop. I naturally ran to the nearest bookstore and picked up a copy.

If I'm being honest, I only read the first few chapters. I'm sure the rest of the book was riviting, but I got the gist of it. I only eat when I'm truly hungry and stop eating when I begin to feel full. In the beginning I usually waited until my stomach growled. Then I eat whatever I want. Nothing is off limits. A lot of times I eat dessert first because I know I'll be full after I eat my meal. I do not eat low calorie anything and I don't eat a lot of processed food. That stuff is garbage and just not good to put into your body. But the point here is that once you allow yourself to eat whatever you want, you are...dun dun dun...liberated! When you're liberated and no longer care and obsess the weight comes off. You'll have to see for yourself.

My usual workout consists of a four mile walk, 180 crunches, approximately ten pushups (feeble no?), and light weights. I walk because I have asthma and also because I hate running. My walks are more like hikes because I incorporate as many hills as possible. I also live by a bike trail, but I don't bike as often as I should. It has occurred to me that I might be a bit paranoid, because as much a I enjoy that trail there are just way too many places for someone to hide a body. 

The irony hasn't escaped me that as I'm writing this I am reclining in my chair in my PJ's at 2:00 in the afternoon watching a cooking show. I've been recovering from a torn rotator cuff that required surgery, but after such a bleak winter the hiking trails are calling to me. I have lost a total of 15 lbs while being forced (against my will mind you) into the exile better know as rest. So even if you can't work out you can still lose weight. 

I am currently imperviois toward my body. I don't hate it. I don't exactly love it either. I'm always looking for ways to revamp it. Which brings me to Michelle Obama and those seemingly unattainable arms of hers. I have made it my goal to have arms somewhat resembling her's by the end of summer. Which means I will have to really up my game. I see an obscene amount of "yoga versus Pilates" research in my very near future. I am of the opinion that planks were, at one time, used as a form of medieval torture. So this should be a hoot.