Why
do I get up early? It certainly can’t be fight for a stairmaster. Yet I still do. Up early and off to the gym but no
stairmaster today back on the treadmill.
I have to hand it to myself. I’ve
been steadily improving on the machine and I’ve come not mind it so much. Don’t get me wrong. There will never be a lovefest between me and
the treadmill but I don’t think it’s all bad.
My
running has gotten so much better. I can
see the 5k in my future! Well I’ve taken
more pictures of myself but I still can’t bring myself to look at them. I’m
just hopping that the pictures came out.
I’m still not 100% comfortable in my own skin but who knows… a month
from know that could all change.
As
I sit here today thinking about the Challenge, I’m glad I’ve started it but the
old me still sees those perfect bodies and chiseled abs at the gym and get a
little frustrated. Sure I’ve had lots of
success but I guess patience isn’t one of my fortes. I want the final product now.
Despite my frustrations, I had a good day. I had a great exercise day and ate well. Why was I so down on myself? Hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow.
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