Well, not much has changed. The weekend was both hard and easy. Friday I exercised and went camping at Pete's Hole. One good thing about camping--no snacks. We only brought food for meals. We had BBQ chicken, rolls, and jello for dinner. It was so good--camping food is. And we only had water. Though, I didn't drink as much as I should because the bathroom was disgusting and I wanted to go as few times as possible. That and it rained the whole time and it was a wet, muddy trip to the bathroom.
We took doughnuts for Saturday's breakfast. Spencer always has doughnuts camping. I was worried I would eat one. I told him not to let me. With the rain I didn't sleep much. I lay in the tent, listening to the rain pitter on the tent roof, and thought about how much I wanted a doughnut and how I knew I shouldn't and would regret it. I kept thinking of quotes I'd read: "Fat lasts longer than flavor" and "The junk food that you've been craving for an hour or the body you've wanted for years???" I am happy to say I didn't eat a doughnut. I had my apple and granola bar :)
I feel like I'm getting in better shape. Exercising today was easier. I hate starting but it feels really good once I get into it. I love sweating and I love feeling sore later. I really really want to weigh myself. I want to see my progress in numbers. I'm just scared it won't show any progress. I know muscle weighs more than fat and weight can go up. I've read numerous weight loss tips saying to stop weighing yourself. I also read some that said it is motivating. Yes...if the numbers go down. I don't want it to discourage me but I want to know that what I'm doing is doing something.
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"It is not the ctitic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."
~Theodore Roosevelt
~Theodore Roosevelt
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