I took the week end off. I wasn't feeling well and needed a break. No I didn't pig out and I didn't eat a bunch of junk. I ate well but didn't focus on making sure I ate all the exchanges or calories I was supposed to in the right carb/protein/fat ratio. I even went out to eat and to a birthday party and was very successful making good choices and feeling good about those choices and not feeling deprived. It felt great to feel so in control, to eat what I needed and wanted with out over doing it or feeling like I was being driven by those cravings I used to have and thankfully only occasionally pop up in less intensity.
Tomorrow it is cardio kick boxing at 5:30 am. Humm...... I'm excited, nervous, scared, and a little worried. I am excited to see my body change even more, to loose some more weight, to get into better shape and be able to run that 5K I have been dreaming about. I am scared, nervous, and worried about not being able to keep up, working really hard and not having anything to show for it, getting hurt, and being a weakling. I have never been a very physically fit person but have always wanted to be. Seriously I am having some junior high and high school anxieties based on scares left behind for PE, all of which are emotional. This is probably why I'm working so hard at 30 instead of just being one of those fit people because PE wasn't fun. It stressed me out, embarrassed me, and made me feel like a looser. Hum... I have some major issues to work out with Mr. Perkins, Mrs. Sanders, and Mrs. Caps.
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