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I feel like I should weigh myself. I just KNOW that after that aerobics ball class I did today I MUST have dropped 20 pounds. I was sweating like a 5 dollar hooker in church.
And I was SO PROUD of myself. About 15 minutes into the class I wanted to give up and go home. Like why not, this class was way beyond my skill and every other girl was 62 pounds wet, wearing their skin tight, see through, arobi-sizing outfits. It was like a Jane Fonda aerobics video exploded.
But I didn't. I stayed. I stayed right till the end and then... I BIKED HOME.
And on the way home I thought about how great I am.
Example:
Biking to and from school everyday and sometimes twice a day.
Going to TWO aerobics classes.
Eating REALLY healthy and feeling REALLY good about that.
Creating and making REALLY healthy meals.
Being conscious of what I am eating.
Sucking in my stomach and it actually moving inward.
Being able to suck my stomach in, cuz those muscles actually work.
Being happy because I am fabulous.
Going full speed ahead for a week and not veering from my final goal.
Felling excited about being successful next week.
Looking forward to weight in day.
*Le sigh* I'm so awesome. :)
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