Wednesday, March 23, 2011
I just accidentally subscribed to my own blog. epic fail.
ANYWAY what's even lamer is that I gained weight in the past 24 hours somehow. I didn't cheat! And I even got myself to work out for 25 minutes even thought I was exhausted from my 2 hour workout the day before. i dont understand this nonsense.
But it's okay. Because at first I was pretty dejected and started thinking, 'ugh well if this isnt going to work, I don't want to stop eating chocolate!' because, i mean, who willingly and pointlessly gives up chocolate? not me. So yeah, feeling pretty sucky at first... but then I actually managed to get myself to think rationally (whoa new concept!). I realized that yeah, I gained weight. But if I quit now, I definitely wont ever lose weight. However, if I just keep going, even if it takes a long time, I WILL lose weight. It's a no-fail plan if I don't cheat. Sooo I guess I'm just going to suck it up and keep going...
It just gets frustrating.. I was doing so well before spring break. I lost 8 lbs in a month.. but then I went home and went crazy and now I'm basically back to sqaure uno. lame. lame lame lame.
But I'm motivated.. so that's nice, at least. I hope it lasts.
I took this aerobics class called Bums and Tums today (I kid you not.. that's the actual name. i can't make that up), and I was initially planning to workout before it.. but my friend was like, 'girl. no. you're going to regret that.' so at first I thought she was just being a baby (I hope she doesnt ever see this.. loveee her), so the overly ambitious part of me was like, 'nawww I got this.' thank GOD I listened to her because oh my goodness it was 60 minutes of hell. I'm currently in a knee brace (not because of the class-- for other reasons. long story), so I don't know why I thought it was a good idea to go to a class that focuses on 'bums,' but whatever. I got a good workout. I'll hate myself tomorrow when I cant walk, but I actually feel accomplished. So good news there.
Um yeah that's about it for an update... my mom has ordered me to put my scale under my bed and not use it for a week... this will be tough. I look forward to stepping on the scale every morning to see if my work from the previous day paid off... but she's right, it just makes me dejected.. but I don't know if I can go a whole week without it. I'll feel so lost! I need numerical reassurance that this is working!