Where I complain and cry about my bloody forehead

I have chosen to make better food choices and exercise more faithfully. I even went to boot camp at the gym last night! But I have moments when I just wonder why. Not saying I’m about to bail, but I was walking down the hallway, and I thought to myself “I’m tired of beating my head against the wall until my forehead is bloody. I just want a slice of pizza.”

Maybe it’s because I was (yet again) the fattest, reddest, sweatiest person in the class and it made me hurt. And yes, I know pizza won’t help that, but sometimes I just feel like the changes are so slow. I know in my head that they add up. I’m out of the 180s on the scale! This IS working, and while I’ll never be in love with aerobics classes, I don’t mind doing this.

I have to figure out something to eat for dinner Friday.

Things are still going well. I did sleep in this morning – I was so tired after class last night! Way more tired than I am after spin class.

I like my gym for a lot of reasons: I've known the owner for several years (since before he owned the gym) and he's a really nice guy who genuinely cares about his clients. Also, I have 24 hour access which was the #1 reason I switched from the Y. I've been happy there overall. My only gripe is the class times: no early morning classes, no Saturday afternoon classes, no Sunday classes. So my only choices are Monday - Thursday at 6 or 6:30.

Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday evenings they have spin. Tuesday is usually boot camp, and every Tuesday in July is boot camp. So I either learn to embrace my inner camper, or I don’t do a class that night. Given how much harder I get pushed in the classes, I want to go whenever I can. And right now I have the luxury of being able to go as many times as I want, versus the school year when my time is more limited. So I may prefer spin, but right now I just want to get in as many classes as I can do comfortably. I’ll try to be a happy camper. :-)