So, I figured I need to update ya'll on my SEAL PT progress.
To date, I've dropped at least thirty pounds. Yes, you can really tell, too. I've got a pair of 13MWZ Wranglers I haven't worn in 5 years. I was able to put them on at week 8 and have room to move. Didn't feel like I was stuffing twenty pounds of knackwurst into a 2 pound sack. My suits all fit again. That makes going to job fairs and meetings with my police recruiters much more comfortable.
Along with the weight, the obvious shrinkage in the waist as I mentioned. More muscle tone, too. I need to include some weights with my workout. All we do is body weight exercise. Not that it is bad, but I'm to the point in the workout where I crave more at the end. It's like I didn't do enough even though I busted ass and ran out of breath again.
On top of that, Swede does enjoy the new me. She thinks my legs are looking sexy. There is also a mental change, too. I'm more focused and alert. My attitude has changed for the better. I'm not as depressed being unemployed as I was last go round. I've even managed to go back to church. Body, mind and now spirit are coming back into focus for me.
Not to get all preachy, but I have brought Jesus back into my life. I don't think I've been to church on a regular basis since sophomore year in college. And that was for a couple of weeks during Lent. Mom about flipped when I told her I went to the 8am Mass at my new parish. I think dad is having a pacemaker installed this week because of the news. With all that has transpired with HPD and Harris County Sheriff's Office, my life needed some help.
It does help. There's just a bit more focus to my mind and a spring to my step during the day. Joining the PT group was the best thing for me. It was too many years too late. I should have done this a long time ago.
As for the job hunt, I'll update progress as I know more. Still delayed with HPD, and HCSO has me scheduled for a polygraph on May 4th. When I get further, I'll update.