November 18th, 2012

My wonderful Meg kitty.

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One of the phrases I use to motivate myself to go lift weights is "He who does not make time for exercise now must make time for sickness later."

While I've been good about exercise, it just so happened that after a particularly good workout, I got sick. =(

Today's the first day that I'm better, so I plan on hitting the gym tomorrow pretty hardcore.

But the real reason I'm posting is this:

Granted, it's only while I'm intentionally tensing my abs, but today is the first day that I actually noticed them.

This is big for a bunch of reasons. For whatever reason, I don't hold on to a lot of fat -- my percentages are routinely around 7%. If you look at my knees while my leg is outstretched, you can make out the bones quite clearly. In point of fact, the only place my body seems to store fat is my gut.

Part of the reason I started this is because one of my friends said straight up that there was no way that I was ever going to get a six-pack because of that. This is the first sign that 1) he's full of crap, 2) I'm at least determined enough to get this far, and 3) all this is going somewhere.

This is a very good start.