Man, today just wiped me right out. Talk about a hard work out!! Usually the workouts have been giving me energy, but today it just slammed me right into the ground. When the kids go down for naps, I plan to take one myself.
We got there today and the instructors were drenched with sweat. Granted, it's pretty humid out, but still. One instructor told us that today would be HARD. She almost threw up during the previous class. Niiice! Halfway through our class, she had to leave b/c she felt sick.
Now, I didn't throw up and no one in my class did. But I think it was b/c we were warned. It was definitely the worst so far.
Monday night we met with the dietitian. She's sooo nice. And funny. I love a dry sense of humor. I honestly wasn't sure what I would learn. I mean, eating healthy has been drilled into everyone's heads forever. But I learned some very helpful tips. She gave us a list of 100, 200 and 300 calorie snacks. I promptly put it on our fridge. I already have my favorites.
I've been keeping a food journal, too. I hate those. But I know that they really do work. If you eat it, you've gotta write it down... and you don't want to write that you downed a bag of chips! One of the instructors (same lady who almost puked, also co-owner) said to bring our journals with us each time for her to look at so she can give us tips. I dutifully brought mine today, but since she left early, she didn't get to look.
When I started bootcamp, I wasn't planning to change my food habits all that much. But I'm finding myself craving less junk. And by eating better, I feel better.
I have set a goal. 50 pounds. That's a crapload and who knows if I'll make it. But I really hope I do. For those of you playing along, no I will not tell you how much I weigh. ;-)
I've also set a reward for once I reach that goal. It's food that's TERRIBLE for you, yet oooooh so yummy! There's a place in town that y'all locals may know.. Guthries. Such a terrible place. But I'm gonna get myself a "gut box" (consisting of chicken fingers and fries and bread--i don't do the colesaw). It'll probably kill my stomach, but right now, that's the worst possible thing I can think of that I want!
OK, it's naptime.
