I’m back on track now, though, so I’m already looking forward to a loss next Thursday.
There’s a saying about counting your chickens, isn’t there? Overconfidence isn’t necessarily a positive when it comes to diet.
It’s good to think positively about exercise, though. Whether you think you can’t or think you can, you’re right. I’ll have more opportunities to do things I thought were impossible now that the Boyfriend bought a treadmill. With access to a treadmill at home and at his place, C25K is looking more and more likely. Sure, I could do it outside, but I like the extra accountability on the treadmill display.
I’m also still trying to decide what to do with strength training. I can either repeat bootcamp workouts from Week One onward (I’m sure it’d still be a challenge, though perhaps less of one since I’m stronger now than I was when I started) or I can sign up for personal training sessions with Tina. They’re super-affordable, and I know I’d get a lot out of them.
The only thing that’s not an option is going back to my couch-potato ways. I’ve been getting in cardio when I wake up in the morning. Tuesday and Wednesday, I used the elliptical at the Boyfriend’s for at least 20 minutes. On Thursday, it was a 25-minute walk outside. (It was trash-can dodging day again.)
I need to give this exercise (and diet) thing my all. I’m tired of being stuck in the 220s.