Isn't it adorable and lovely? I don't have it in my clutches yet...but soon..oh so soon! I love owls. And I think it's a fitting symbol for weight loss success. Owls are a symbol of wisdom...which makes me think of this....
"Wisdom is proved righteous by its works." --Matthew 11:19
I have made some wise choices and worked hard and it shows!
I am in Phase 4 of the Fat Smash Diet. This phase allows for yummy and delicious things. It also requires that I increase my workouts to 45 minutes 5 days a week. Not horrible. Very doable. I have been really good about allowing myself to have treats within the portion sizes allowed on the diet.
There is something incredibly empowering about being able to have a little bit of something delectable. The fact that I am able to do this makes me feel like I have super powers.
At first I was going to skip the treats all together. The idea of having junk in my house terrified me. I had to remind myself that the ice cream in my freezer is more scared of me than I am of it (as well it should be). I am so glad that I took this chance. This is my real ultimate goal. To be able to enjoy treats in moderation. And not have it trigger a feeding frenzy.
Due to the fact that I have added extras into my diet, I am even more strict with getting my workouts in. And I think I may be going a little overboard. Earlier this week I started my day with 30 minutes on the elliptical, swam for an hour, and then went for a one hour bike ride in the evening. It was too much. Much too much. I chose to do all those things mostly because they were all fun and I wanted to...but if I'm honest with myself it's because I am terrified of what that scale will say Monday because of eating all these extra calories. I don't want to use exercise as a punishment. I hate when I feel this way. I lost zero pounds last week and I know if the same thing happens this week (or God forbid, goes UP), I will be devastated. I don't want to be THAT girl. The girl who lets her mood be governed by the number on the scale. How do I stop this?
Here is a shot of how my hair looked after I slept in braids, took them out and pinned it back :-)
Here is the back view....
And a pic of me with Hubs.
On a much less vain note....as you can see by that count down on my side bar... the March of Dimes: Walk for Babies is right around the corner.
I was told it was going to be a short 2 mile walk on the beach. Turns out it's a 5K. I feel very very under prepared. I am a really slow walker. But this is a cause that is near and dear to my heart. I will have fun and be glad I did it....but right now I am scared.
The first (and last) time I did a 5K I finished 3rd to last. The worst part is that this information comes up when I Google myself (like you don't!). I hope old friends from High School aren't stumbling across this embarrassing bit of information when they get to wondering what I have been up to... cringe.
Really though, I am not concerned with the time. I'm happy I'm doing it and will have a blast!
