Ugh! So tonight I was really close to skipping my body conditioning class. I made a barbecue chicken pizza for dinner and I decided to chow down on it a couple of hours before class. After I ate I felt like a pig and thought, “what’s the use of going now?” So I asked Ellison to please give me words of encouragement and he did. Then I got an email from my cousin and she told me that she has lost 130 pounds! Then she tells me that she didn’t have words to explain the healing and freedom she’d experienced from loosing weight. It really moved me. So after hearing that, I got my stuffed butt up and took myself to the gym. The class was excruciating and I don’t know what happened but I zoned out for like 15 minutes and from my peripheral I could see the clock and I thought it said there was only 15 minutes left, so I got really happy and motivated. Well, to my dismay, it was only 15 minutes in. I wanted to die! I finished the class and I felt heavy and gross but I finished it.
I decided that I don’t like feeling like a heavy monster during my workouts. It’s not the weight either, it’s what I’m eating that makes workouts that difficult. When my body is being fueled right, I do better. I have another five mile race on Sunday, so from now until then it’s quality whole grains, lean proteins, fruit, and veggies. Tug tug away Talula! Tomorrow I get to workout with my honey!
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