I’m having some moments, y’all. I’m close to shaking the I’m-fat-and-gonna-be-fat-forever feeling, but it’s not quite shook. I know the feeling is irrational. Really, I do, but I can’t help but feel that way sometimes.
I was in San Diego last week for work. I only got in ONE REAL WORKOUT! Perhaps, that’s my problem right there. We went sightseeing almost everyday after the work was done. Sightseeing involves walking. So, why then am I so hard on myself?
I guess I’m just not feeling accomplished. The numbers of the scale are barely moving. But didn’t I say that the numbers didn’t matter? That my overall health is what matters most? I’m cardio strong, right?! YES!
I just need to get past this funk. Working out with my trainer tonight and really don’t want to. BUT, I’ll go, and I’ll work out. Then, I’ll go to tap, and I’ll dance. I just feel like nothing is working. It’s ok to feel this way sometimes. I can FEEL the results, I just can’t SEE the results. Discouraging at best.
Pull yourself together, E.! You’ve got this.