I went and got my measurements taken Thursday.

I have mixed feelings about the whole thing because I didn’t feel like the nurse really took ample time to do everything. I was in there (and I’m not joking- I looked at my phone) a little longer than 4 minutes.

I just don’t know how accurate you can be in that amount of time!

She quickly pretended to take my blood pressure. She weighed me. She quickly measured me. Then she took my body fat percentage as if Grey’s Anatomy was on commercial break and she might fall into a coma if she didn’t make it back in time.

So- I just don’t feel confident in the measurements.

Now, now- I know what you’re thinking-

(in a mocking voice), “Wah, wah, wah, poor Brittny didn’t get the results she wanted so now she’s going to cry!”

Yeah, yeah, yeah- whatever. The truth is that in some weird way I was excited about this measurement because I could physically see results, and I feel a little cheated because of the rush.

I lost a few pounds and dropped my body fat another 3%. I have to say, I’m sorely disappointed with this figure. I want to go back and get it done again- with the nurse actually taking time to acknowledge what she’s doing instead of having the phone glued to her ear, speaking Hindi to her overly obsessive boyfriend.

Probably about how she wants to watch Grey’s Anatomy but can’t because some fat blonde is in the room.

Anyway, 3% is a big disappointment for me. I was really hoping to get it down more. Did I tell you that the first time I got it taken she told me she’s never seen someone thin be so fat? ha ha, okay- not in so many words, but that was the jist. Anyway, since it was so high before, I really wanted to get it down more. I feel like I’ve been working so hard only to have my hopes dashed! I lost 3% the first 3 months I was working out. This time it’s taken me 5 1/2 months to do it.

Sadly, despite Toothpick Thin Nurse Woman’s rushing, I think the body fat test was probably pretty accurate.

I know this because I’m sitting here typing about fitness and eating an embarrassingly large piece of Baskin Robbins ice cream cake.

So large that you would be ashamed of me.

See, our office is a little chaotic, so while the thought of doing birthdays for everyone is nice- it just doesn’t happen. We scheduled a little party today only to have a whopping 5 people (including me!) show up. So, my coworker and I thought it only fair that since we planned the whole thing and bought the cake, everyone was getting screwed on their piece but us.

And they did.

And we didn’t.

And I’m sick to my stomach now because it was that freaking big.

Anyway- back to exercising…

That, my friends, is why it was only 3%. It’s not all about what I do in the gym, it’s what I do out of it. That is where my problem usually lies.

So, I feel a little disappointed about the measurements, but now I’ve set a reasonable goal for myself. I want to lower it another 2% by the end of the summer. I’m just going to have to get really disciplined about not just weights, but mostly cardio. That’s where I lack- cardio and my weekend eating habits.

That’s how it all went down. No need to get a second opinion (not like there is one to get in this country!). I’m still a little soft, but hopefully I’ll reach my 2% goal and go from there.

18% will be here on no time!

Well… maybe not- gotta go- my cake is melting and, well, we both know where the priority lies.