Well, I’ve made it past what one person told me would be the hardest week to get through. They say week 3 is tough, and they weren’t kidding. Dragging myself into the gym this past Tuesday (as Monday was a holiday) was one of the most challenging endeavors thus far, but I emerged from the task feeling stronger than ever. Here are some more thoughts from last week’s journey.
Don’t think, just do
One of my problems is that I am a chronic over-thinker. My mind never shuts off, and I have a constant internal dialogue during which I ask myself questions, make excuses, and try to rationalize EVERYTHING. One thing that constant exercise has helped me do is to temporarily shut off the analytical (read, crazy) part of my brain, and instead focus on my body, and how it is functioning as I move my body in new ways. I set my caloric goals on my machine of choice, and I don’t think, I just do.
It isn’t all about the numbers:
I will be the first person to admit that I easily get caught up in playing the numbers game, focusing only on the decreasing number on the scale. Traveling on that path, it is easy to also become frustrated when the numbers just don’t come down fast enough. It’s that very frustration that made me really take a look at myself in the mirror, and take notice of the other changes that I wasn’t paying attention to. My cellulite is slowly diminishing, my arms look toner, and my pants are slowly but surely becoming loose again. Sure, I haven’t seen HUGE decreases in the number on the scale, but I am decreasing in other ways, and that’s good enough for me.
On inspiring others:
One of the most profound compliments that I have received thus far is that I am inspiring others to get back into shape, too. I’m a huge proponent of the strength in numbers paradigm (the more of us getting fit together, the better!), and to hear that I am motivating others to do the same is incredibly gratifying, to say the least.
On Fitness Gear and setting goals.
As silly as it sounds, I have become rather obsessed with workout gear. Clothing, footwear- you name it and I need it. That being said, I’ve created a new goal for myself: 10 pounds or 3 months in (whichever comes first!), I am getting myself another pair of customized Nike Shox from Nike ID. I made these bad boys (girls) back in college, and I am itching for another pair in krasey purple and pink. I even want to name ‘em.
Week 3 is over, and to say that I am sitting here and feeling proud would be a vast understatement, because I am quite literally beaming over what I have accomplished thus far. While I haven’t weighed myself this week (water weight will surely skew the numbers), I’m definitely looking and feeling healthier (and fitter!) than ever before.