Getting Back on the Wagon
Saturday, July 19, 2008
I went out of town & had spent most of this week at my grandmother's, so now my exercise and water streaks have to be started over.
But I am not fretting. I went for a 30 min walk this morning. It was SUPPOSED to be an hr long walk, but I found that what took me 30 min to do weeks ago (and I was BEAT after that 30 min) now takes me 13-15...WALKING. Not running, just walking. And I wasn't even gassed! Now, walking back, I was kinda like "Man. Where's my truck when I need it?" halfway home LOL. Anyway. I hadn't weighed myself in a little over a week, and I dare not after the past week I've just had, but it feels good to know that I am building up stamina.
I think what really made me want to lose weight..my final straw..was PE class. Why they make you take PE and you're in college I don't know, but it really woke me up. Everytime the instructor talked about overeating and 'fat deposits' I swear someone was eyeballing me. I had good eating habits, but I was the biggest person in the room. Then we had to do a 'stamina' test...or heart rate test, whatever she called it. I was so embrassed because I felt like I was gonna PASS OUT in front of everyone. I dropped that class like, a week later, and I made up all kinds of excuses, but the truth is that I was hurt (I guess by my own doing?) and it was a bit of a wake up call. That and the dreaded family 'secret' (though, there is nothing secretive about breast cancer).
Ending the flashback, I am feeling great just thinking about how I'll be able to champ that stupid test when I take that class (and finish it) next semester. I probably won't even have the same instructor, but it'll be a little victory of my own.