Confession #2

This week was a little tougher than the week before and it definitely had its ups and down. I've been working on portion control and trying to make healthier choices. So far, I think I was pretty successful. Still room for improvement, but baby steps, right?

As far as exercise goes, this week was not as good as last week. On the positive side of things, Brittany and I started our zumba class on Tuesday and it was so fun and so hard! By the end of the hour I could barely lift my feet, I had a painful stitch in my side, I was breathing like a wounded rhinoceros, and sweating like it was my job BUT I was still having fun! Other than that, though, I walked/ran only once and I did yoga maybe two times? I'm not really sure. This week has been weird.

Confession time: I had a really rough time yesterday. I just kept looking in the mirror and getting so discouraged with what I saw. I was annoyed with myself for not working harder this past week and frustrated because sometimes it feels pointless to even try. But I weighed myself this morning and I lost ONE AND A HALF pounds. Such a positive change is encouraging. It reminded me that I'm on a long road but if I just put one foot in front of the other, take down one pound at a time, I can someday get to the end of it. So my goal for next week is to exercise more consistently and keep working on eating better, but I also want to come up with something to help me visualize what's at the end of the road. Time to make a vision board? Yup.