Day 2

Two a days FTW!  I ended up doing run/walk intervals on the Dreadmill last night before bed.  I knew I would have limited time today and I wanted to make sure I got some running in...it was the principle of the thing.  I did two miles in 30 minutes.  It was a bit discouraging because I have fallen so far but I'm trying really hard to not look back and just keep moving forward.

Speaking of looking back, I logged all my new measurements on my spreadsheet last night.  I've been keeping a record of measurements and weight for the last year.  It was such a reality check to see how much I've gained and how far off track I've gotten.  It wasn't surprising to me to see that the downward spiral started last spring.  I allowed myself a 5 minute cry and now I am more determined than ever to beat this!

I tried really hard to talk myself out of getting up this morning to work out.  I have a viewing and a funeral to go to today (2 different people) and I knew if I didn't get up right away and do it then the likelihood of it getting done later was pretty slim.  I have all sorts of excuses when I want to avoid working:  I'm tired, I'm too busy, I have to work, I don't want to take 2 showers, I'm sore...you get the idea.  This morning as I lay there trying to go back to sleep, those excuses were making their appearance.  And then I remembered how proud I felt yesterday after I was done and how appalled I was at my weight and measurements and more importantly, how upset I got over not being able to do things I used to do even 9 months ago.

And that got me out of bed.

30 minutes of Jillian later, I'm feeling pretty good.  Sweaty and red-faced, but good.  I still have a bit of trouble with upper body stuff (shoulder injury I'm currently dealing with) but I didn't let that stop me and did what I could.  It definitely was enough to leave me soaked in sweat!

Here I am in all my sweaty glory.  My shirt says "powerful, strong, beautiful, unbeatable".  I chose it purposely to try to talk myself into believing that.