Bring it on!!

First of all, I'd like to thank you all for your encouraging comments. I can't tell you how much it helps. Really.

Tomorrow, the hubby and 2 of our friends (a couple) are going to the Saturday Meltdown at bootcamp. I'm actually very excited! I can't wait for A to see how it is. He knows it's hard, but I want him to do it. It's a bit longer than normal, so hopefully I don't crash and burn!

Monday begins hell week at bootcamp. Feeling scared but confident. The confidence may fade after tomorrow.

I'm signing up for 3 more months right now (though I fully intend to do a total of 6). I must like the torture!

Bye bye, bad attitude

OK, so maybe it's not gone completely, but it's mostly gone. I'm not quitting. And I plan to continue with my goal of a total of 6 sessions.

I'm being too hard on myself, I know. I guess I'd hoped I could do more by now. As far as how I look... Well, I don't know if it's changed or not. The hubby can't tell b/c he sees me all the time. And I haven't seen any friends in a while.

So yeah. Bratty tantrum over. :D

I want to quit.

I think that pretty much sums it up. Not much more to add to that.

Shin splints

Apparently, I have shin splints. They hurt like a bitch, too. I was so proud of myself b/c today I was able to run a lap with everyone else at bootcamp without having to stop and walk. And now? Now I've been told to WALK while everyone else is jogging. :(

Talk about a blow to the ego.

So I went to the track

I hate running. LOATHE running. Today kicked my ass. I walked 1/4 mile warm up... then did 1 mile of jogging and walking. errr... walking and some jogging. i forgot how much i hate it. and how bad i am at it!!

basically, i jogged the curves and walked the rest. kicked my ass, i tell ya. i probably won't go jogging for 2 weeks though. next weekend family is in town. and during the week, it's hard to get out to the track b/c of the kiddos. yes, i could do the treadmill, but i swear that's even worse!

Tomorrow is my day off! WOO HOO!!! Then monday it's back to the grindstone.

I gave my instructor my food log. I thought i've been doing sooooo well. She did say it wasn't too bad, but told me less fat, more fruits and veggies. Booo!!

New Goal

I have yet another new goal. I want to be able to jog a mile without stopping. Right now.. Ha!!

Tomorrow morning, I have a date with the track.

Kettlebells were made by the devil.

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.