Oh, where to start with this post?
I thought about quitting this weekend. Just giving up. I can't seem to control myself on the weekends. I eat like my life depends on it. I drink like I'm in a college frat some weekends. I gained a few pounds. I really did think about quitting.
Then I told myself NO. There has to be something else that will work for me. So, I joined a boot camp. No lie. I worked out yesterday morning. I am so not a morning person. But I went. And got my ass kicked for a full hour. It was brutal and I can barely walk. So I skipped the boot camp today, but will run tonight. And be back at boot camp tomorrow.
I just see people around try with such minimal effort and they lose. And here I am, all big and uncomfortable. So I will keep going. Not give up like I usually do. Something will happen, eventually.
Moral of the story: everyone is different, never give up. Even if it's sometimes hard as a mother effer.
3 comments:
you got this babe! that 5lb loss is proof!
A loss...finally! :) Thanks for always listening to me ;)
you're more than welcome, I will always be there!
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