I had a couple of long chats today with people who really
care about me. One is concerned that I’m
not giving my body enough time to rest and heal. So, in a week or two, I might just take off a
long weekend and see how I feel. The
idea makes me nervous, but I do understand the concern. It’s definitely something I will mull over.
The other chat was in a similar vein. She knows how much of a perfectionist I can
be, and is worried that I will have a hard time when life really does get in
the way and I can’t get my exercise in.
I promised her that if that happens, I will freely admit that I messed
up, or had something come up, and then jump right back in. The point of this blog is to keep me honest,
not to keep me in a straight jacket. So,
if I mess up, please forgive me, but keep supporting me.
Tomorrow is the end of week two. I’m really excited, and nervous too. I don’t think the scale will be as generous
this week as it was last week, but that’s ok.
I actually feel like some things are getting looser already, and that is
incredibly motivating. And, that’s why I
am also doing the pictures. I love the
idea of having multiple ways to judge my success: the scale, the pictures, my clothes, and how
I feel. And right now, I just feel happy
and hopeful.
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