So last week was a really successful week. I was determined to have a loss and I did. I lost one pound and I was really proud of that. I literally planned beginning on Saturday and mentally rehearsed how I wanted my week to look. I didn’t over indulge in my weekly points and I did as much exercise as I could. I also signed up for a five mile race on Thanksgiving day and it went great! I ran the entire time without stopping and I finished in 54 minutes.
The last couple days I’ve been snacking and eating like crap but the good news is, I stopped the beast today. I ate within my points and I busted my tail at my body conditioning class. I know I say this all the time but that class is so damn hard. Every time i’m in that class I have the same thought, ”I hate this effin shit, I’d rather be fat!” Oh but the endorphins after make it worth the pain. Then I think why the hell am I eating like shit when I work so hard at the gym?! I gotta say that I am focused again and it feels good. I am Theresa de la Parsons Sarbeng HEAR ME ROAR!
I hear ya & that roar makes me shiver with pride! GoGOGOOO TAPS!
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