I go through periods of working out that feels awesome and I'm glad I'm doing this, and then I have periods of time where I'm sick of getting up early to workout before work and sit there and watch my husband eat a yummy bowl of Cocoa Puffs for desert.
I miss the days of my youth where I could eat what I wanted and it didn't matter. Now if I look at a piece of cake or some other yummy baked good the fat instantly attaches to my arse. The funny thing is that when I was young and
See me on the left, I wish I was back to that point again (like 175).
And yes that is Dean Cain! ;p
I'm tired of looking in the mirror and feeling like a blob. I know I'm working on it and it takes time but I go back and forth between being excited about the way I look and being disgusted.
I'm having a woe is me day, which is not right because I have plenty of things to be thankful for, but I'm allowed a blah day.
I did workout today!
15mins of Abs and Arms
30 Min Treadmill time Alternating between Running and Uphill Climb
Tomorrow is another day right!
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