Dwelling on the Number on the Scale...

Working out every day is very hard, and anyone who tells you differently is wrong! Since Monday January 2nd, there has not been one day that I haven't worked out at the gym...I'm exhausted. However, the gym feels like it is a part of my life now. As my best friend put it perfectly, "This gym feels like our gym now." Instead of us walking in afraid of what people would think of the two fat girls almost passing out after twenty minutes the first day;  I'm sure they didn't think we would last a week. We have proved them and ourselves wrong. Go us!

I can tell a major difference in how in shape I now am. I don't mean skinny...I mean my actual health. In Zumba yesterday I was able to do more of the moves than a lot of the skinny girls were. And, two of them actually left in the middle of the class!! But, I stuck through it. I was so proud of me. I was beet red and out of breath the whole time, but I did it. I feel that that is a major improvement from the first day I walked into the gym. I haven't seen a giant jump down on my scale; however, I look so much leaner.

I'm the first one to tell you that I dwell on the number on the scale.  I've learned the past week that you just can't do that. I know that eventually the pounds will fall off, but the inches are going to come off first. I know that by doing the weight lifting machines that I am gaining muscle...and muscle weighs more than fat; however, when you jump on the scale hoping to see huge differences, and you don't you get kind of disappointed. I am done letting that get me down. I've been in the gym for 25 days straight, and I know that in the end that wont fail me. I'm eating right and exercising...I can't fail.

I won't fail. I am going to keep chugging along. There are days when I feel like I failed myself, but I get up the next day and start a fresh. Don't let one bad day get you off your journey.  It's been a hard lesson to learn, but I've made it through those days, and I can do this!!