Monday, February 23, 2009
I have come to realize that I complain. A LOT. I don't know whether I'm apologizing for it, but I am a teensy bit embarrassed on how I lament about my crappy progress, and how I feel like I cannot possibly inspire/motivate others when I feel like a failure.
Like one of my faithful SP friends says, you can only concentrate on the things you can control. For instance, since I am pretty sure there is a medical reason lurking behind this whole weight gain issue, the things I can control are what types of exercise I do and what foods I put into my mouth. That being said, I still have really bad habits I am working on breaking. It isn't as easy as I thought, but I also must take it one day at a time. Beating myself up isn't going to work.
On a different note, my heart feels a lot better today. I talked to my Mommy yesterday for the first time in a week. She is out of ICU, and still battling pneumonia. She only got about 5 minutes of talking in before she had to go and spit up some lung goo. When she told me she had to leave she said she would call me back. I must have sounded disappointed because she said in an exasperated tone, "Can't you hear me? I'm wheezing!!" I reassured her that it was ok and I would just talk to her tomorrow (since she never calls me back when she says that) - but surprise surprise - she DID in fact call me back about ten minutes later. She got another 5 minutes in before she began to hack up that sexy sexy lung goo and had to leave me again. Boy, did that sure make my day (little did she know).
Right now it is 10:32 AM, and I am deciding on what class I want to take at the Rec today. I'd like your guys' input on what classes I should take, because sometimes I get a little nervous to try the new ones. So far I have taken Yoga/Pilates Fusion, HardCORE Abs, and Cardio Kickboxing (see previous blogs for how THAT turned out...)
So, here ya go: www.rec.ilstu.edu/fitnes
God Bless, ya'll.