Thursday, March 17, 2011
I'm thinking about giving my scale a break. Letting it collect some dust. Letting it feel neglected. Just for a bit so I my brain and heart can mend.
What I won't do is give my workouts a break. That scale might not budge in the right direction but I know I'm stronger. I can do things today that made my body shake and my lungs burn earlier.
So far this month, I have:
Attended 9 out of 9 Zumba classes. My face might be serious in class but my heart giggles with glee. The sweet runs off of me. I must be doing something right.
Attended 3 out of 3 Step classes. I can step with the best of them. I move with ease and my lungs no longer burn. My intensity has increased and my steps are even higher.
I can knock out 60 sit-ups a day without my legs shaking and my abs hurting when I sneeze. So far this month, I have completed 780 sit-ups.
My arms are stronger. My back more toned. I can knock out 60 push-ups a day while balancing on a ball. So far this month, I have completed 600 push-ups.
While I used to be lost trying to do strength training, I now embrace the journey by using the SP bootcamps. I enjoy the burn in the wee hours of the morning while the quiet still lingers outside. So far this month, I have completed 10 mornings of bootcamp.
I choose my two feet to move me through out my day and I've logged 15.9 miles.
So, no matter what that scale says. No matter how I feel. What I know is ... I am stronger. I am fitter. I am healthier.