Dearest boot camp, you are over for now. You’ve left me lighter, thinner, and wiser and for that I thank you.
Dearest Quanya, you’ve left me many pearls of wisdom. Among them: ”You can do anything for __ seconds!” ”Are your hands on the treadmill? Stop holding on!” Or the one you loved the most, “You’ll be alright….RUN!” Thank you for administering death by cardio. Or by shuffling. Or weights. Or obstacle course. You have made me a better person, but please stop making me run so fast. Thanks in advance.
Dearest Ayesha and Kendra, thank you for being my kickboxing buddies, too. I now look forward to Tuesday nights with you guys.
Dearest YMCA, get some air in that damn gym.
Dearest Adrienne, thank you for signing up with me and being my boot camp partner. You’re looking more and more Mary J everyday. And damn what the people say, your hair is still flyyyy.
Dearest NerdGirl, thank you for making me go on those nights that I didn’t want to. Even though I called you a loser in my head…find solace in the fact that when I got there, I called Quanya one, too. I can’t wait to walk one run one with you next time! Don’t run so fast, okay?
Seriously, what is it with all this fast running????
Dearest over-achieving boot camp girl who takes morning and evening boot camp and runs and runs and runs and for some reason wears a visor on the inside, I wanted to tell you so many times “sit down somewhere with all that.” I still do.
Dearest Mall, lemme get that in one size smaller!
Dearest Timothy, thank you for noticing my one size smallerness. You made me smile the other night when we were looking at swimsuits. You rock!
Dearest Aidan, thanks for putting up with mommy having you out at the gym when you could have been playing in your room. That’s why I let you watch TV in the bed…you’re Mommy’s little trooper. Love you.
Dearest Psonya, girl, have you seen yourself gettin all grown and sexy? You better do it! So, when are you going to run that mile? I mean, it’s been almost 6 months, so you really need to man up and get ta gettin. You can do it, just put your mind to it. Anyway, good job on sticking it out. I’m proud of you! But you know that isn’t the end….right?
Filed under: Changing the Game
This is my Saturday treat. As you can see, it’s more than half gone so it was good. It’s something I never thought I would eat, something I never thought I would ever ever enjoy. It’s a veggie burger! Specifically, the Cool Al’s Garden Burger. I’ve learned something about myself that I really didn’t know, I can be satisfied with other stuff! So,
instead of a hamburger….. I eat a veggie burger, chick fil a, or subway.
instead of going out to lunch…..I go out to the gym.
instead of desert…..I eat apple dippers or strawberries & whip cream.
instead of a coke…..I drink juice.
instead of stopping off for a biscuit or croissant or other breakfast goodie…..I eat 2 hardboiled eggs or some oatmeal with butter and honey.
I’m just learning to make better food choices and to watch what I eat. Sure, I fall off the wagon. Last week, I had my fair share of pizza and sweets, and since I had tooth issues, the gym was an afterthought. This fitness thing is an ongoing challenge for me, but I’m determined to win it. Signing up for another round of boot camp was my first strike.
By our Memorial Day vacation, I swear that I’ll be in that two piece. If it kills us all. Ya’ll don’t wanna die, do you?
Remember my new years post, I said I would start? Okay, so I did. We were in Walmart one evening, and Nadia went on a rage against the groceries I was buying. She was right. I knew I could do better about what I was eating and the rate in which I was exercising. So, I decided to make some changes. I don’t do well with things all at once, but if you make one change and stick with it, things start to happen.
I’ve only had 1/2 of a soft drink since last Sunday. I’ve worked out 5 times since last Sunday. I’ve had absolutely no fast food since last Sunday. I’ve only had one fried item since last Sunday (some cottage fries from Keifers). I increased my jog time to 10 minutes — 5 at a time. I’m learning how to eat at home. I’m learning how to make better choices in my own kitchen.
I haven’t made any other plans, though I’m sure there’s still room for improvement. I haven’t really noticed any difference, but after a while I will. I think I’ll stick with this for a while and see where it goes. Right now, I’m good.
What about you? Have you started yet?
I walked in the salon and said “Kim, put me back in the game.” With a sigh of relief, she said “Finally. All that hair just wasn’t you, you be rockin’ them short dos like whoa.” Yeah, I’m back. Do you feel the game changing? I do.
