Water is my friend

You know the song "What did you do today, to make you feel proud?" They use it (or used to) on the opening credits for The Biggest Loser. This weekend the only thing I did that made me feel proud was go to kickboxing on Saturday at noon. The class was good. There were several newbies there, who appeared to be in good shape and I admit to feeling a surge of satisfaction when one of them had to sit out a good portion of class because their endurance level was so low (does that make me a bad person?). I've never quit! I did go speak with him and encourage him to keep coming back and that his endurance would improve. See? I'm a good person. After that, the weekend went downhill fast in the form of two meals at On The Border, Braum's fast food breakfast, and regular Coke. A lot of regular Coke.

But I'll recover. Last week the goal I set for myself was to exercise more days than not, and I achieved it. This week's goal is to add a much more healthful meal plan to the mix, and to drink lots and lots of water. Water is my friend. Pepsi and Coke are not. Brookshire's is gonna love me tomorrow.

I CAN do that!

I've lost a few pounds in the last week, and couldn't be happier. Exercising really does give me more energy and a greater sense of self-worth. Still have a long way to go, but small goals count too! Every single ounce lost is a personal achievement.

I have to give a shout out to the trainers at LA Boxing, who's classes have contributed to a six pound weight loss in 9 days. Each class I've attended is unique to the style and personality of the trainer, but each one has in common this: I'm learning that I can do things I didn't think I could do. Add a kick to that combo? Yeah, I can do that. 30 seconds of hooks and then squats? I can do that, too. Add five burpees? Well, I'm still working on that one, but I'm a whole lot closer than I used to be!