I finally went running! I ran 1½ miles but I was so proud that I went. I will keep building on that until I get to three miles, just in time for the 5k at the end of the month. I’m glad I’m exercising but I feel really uncertain about my eating. I haven’t tracked anything since Sunday. I’m turning a blind eye and that’s not good. I didn’t eat unhealthy today but I don’t trust how much because I haven’t tracked. Tomorrow I’m going to spin and I’m nervous. I have a fear of spinning because it kicks my ass every freakin time. The instructor is brutal. My body-conditioning instructor recommended him and she’s the devil.
My fridge is really bare because I’m trying to eat all my food. I feel like I’m constantly grocery shopping even though we already have food. We need to start eating what we have; we don’t always have to buy more food to satisfy a craving. I made all my veggies and a cabbage and carrot soup but E was not having it. I was proud of my E-Berg though because he made himself eggs and he didn’t complain at all. My hubby accuses me of trying to feed him rabbit food.
Tomorrow I will track what I eat. I will also go to spinning and I will not secretly decrease my resistance when it gets really hard.
Way to rock out your fears TAPS! Makin' us all super proud!
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