I went to kickboxing for lunch and I really felt like I should apologize to my instructor, I was just dragging today. I have no good reason for it, just excuses and I didn’t even want any of them to pass my lips. I just want to do it and do it well. I had that inner struggle with the fat chick inside of me who wants to quit and eat the pizza my department ordered (bastards). But I kept going and granted I didn’t feel 100% the sweat pouring from my body told me otherwise. And an added bonus, the instructor commented that I looked smaller, that gave me an energy spurt of 3.8 seconds, but it was nice to hear. Four hours later and I’m still giddy, I told him I hope so because that’s the reason I come to see him. Take that 2 pound gain.
My eating thus far has been good; I think I really need to not react to my cravings right away. I had my lunch. Kashi Pesto Pasta Primavera and as always (except the sweet and sour thingy, too sweet for me) it was good and I didn’t feel guilty about having a microwave meal. After I finished I had a something sweet craving and I had some water and I just realized I didn’t give in and I forgot all about it. Luckily I have a banana and a mango for when I have snack. The only down side I would say is the coffee I’ve seem to keep having in the morning. I put sweetened condensed milk in it and I enjoy the hell out of it and that keeps me for a bit so I can have a late breakfast so that I have energy (not today though) for my afternoon workouts.
In other good news, at the end of July my sister K had some clothes she was getting rid of and there was a trench like coat she was going to donate and I tried it on, it was a little tight, but I knew I would need a jacket for when the earth isn’t baking the earth on high so I pulled it. I tried it on last night and I think maybe 5 pounds, if that it will fit perfectly. It would be my first non workout stretchy item of clothing that’s a size L. Trippy!