So, my weight has been going up and down like a yo-yo. The good thing is that I know exactly why. The bad thing is that I know exactly why.
It’s me. It’s all me. I’m the one who determines where this weight is gonna go. And, although my mind wants it to go down, my mouth doesn’t seem to getting the memo.
I’ve decided to change things up a bit, hoping that will get me moving in the right direction.
First off, I got a hold of some fabulously, slightly obnoxious hot pink running shoes. My husband says they are a little “loud”. Good. The louder the better. Because of these shoes, I swear I’m lighter on my feet. I haven’t been able to figure out yet how to get them to take me for a 3 mile run without stopping yet. Getting there though.
A change in my routine was needed. Running has mainly what I’ve been doing for my form of cardio. After a while, I was getting tired of the cows on the bike path watching me slow-pace it back to my car. So embarrassing. I woke up one morning and jumped on my spin bike.
See the shoes —– the make me go faster. Really, the do.
See the sweat all over my forehead. So gross, I know, but I wanted to share the magic of change.
Stoof on the scale that week, and dropped it like it was hot! 2 pounds gone baby.