I dragged myself out of bed at 4:40 to get to the gym. I really didn’t want too. I mean I REALLY didn’t want too, but I knew that I had too. This is it. I can feel it. I am going to do it this time. I am going to actually meet a goal. I did some soul searching while sitting in the airport this weekend (the reason why I bought my cool journal) and realized some of the ways I sabatoge myself and what i need to do to stop. One is I set totally unrealistic goals. Then when I don’t make them, I get self-destructive. I have to realize I won’t be to my goal weight in 3 months. It could take 3, 6, 9, maybe a year. I think it’s finally sinking in.

So anyway, I got to the gym and did an hour on the stationary bike as my tranier reccommended I try. I figure I’ll give this a try for a few weeks. See what happens. I’ll still have my strength training sessions with her. I can also get some other exercise in the evenings or something. Calories are going to be kept between 1200-1550 (that’s according to Spark People).

I can do this. I just need to remember it’s not a competition or a race. It’s life.

Updated: I went for a run walk at lunch. There is a park near my work that has a little fitness loop. It is about a 1/4 mile around. I probably ran half a mile and walked the rest. My legs are pooped!! I guess the bike wore them out this morning. It was mutiny - they jus wouldn’t let me run anymore. I was a little disappointed because in my mind I would do better. It’s something I want to start doing - gym in the morning, somethign at lunch. Even though it would be alienating my friends at work. And perhaps it doesn’t give my muscles a long enough time to recover. Maybe going at night would be better. Hmmmm.. lots to think about. But I still went!

I feel as though I snacked all day. But I had to get in my calories. Stupid sparkpeople won’t let me sign in on this computer for some reason, so I can’t figure out what I had yet, but I think I’m at about 1250-1300. Not bad. Oh and I guess I shouldn’t worry about getting more exercise in the evening since I was on my feet all FREAKING evening long!! From the moment I got home until about 8:30, I was on my feet doing something. One of those evenings. I really want to snack because it was just a tad stressful, but I will not. NO SNACKING!