I went to weight watchers yesterday to weigh in, I really like going to weight watchers, I feel like I have things in common with the ladies ( and one man) there. I got on
the scale fully expecting to have lost at least a pound, I LOST .4 pounds.... it was a little
disheartening, my first thought was "FINE I WILL JUST GO TO
MCDONALD'S AND HAVE A SHAKE" as if I would be hurting someone other than myself, but after a good cry on my husbands shoulder and some nice words from a friend, I was better. What was pointed out to me was
at least I didn't gain. I am just going to try harder. I did make my other goal by
exercising everyday.
Speaking of exercise I was running yesterday and I could feel every inch of my fat bouncing on my body, it was as if the fat knew that I was exercising and so it grabbed on for dear life refusing to burn off, IT HURTS! Sargent Katie made me run, do push ups on the wall, leg lifts and these crunch things that...............hurt. But after I was done, I felt so good. ( Three hours later I could barely walk, but that's ok) My goal for this week is to lose 2.6 pounds and to do less whining when I am exercising :)
P.S., I have included some more picts, I thought the first one was cute of my little girl, she was "Helping" and the second one.... no it's not blurry that is really what I look like.