Feel blue. V. doubtful of myself.
Ran 5k in under 30 minutes yesterday. V. proud of self.
Feel a little frustrated, made the horrible decision to get on the scale this morning. And was greeted with...the same number. The same number as a few days ago. Le sigh. I know that I'm on track. I know that I'm doing all the right things. It just would've been nice to magically see a ten pound loss. Just as a boost for my vanity. I guess I'll just have to get my boost from the fact that NONE of my pants fit. And keep falling down at inopportune times.
Did elliptical today. Uber boring. Can't wait to run tomorrow. :)
Someone told me that muscle weighs more than fat does, so...
ReplyDelete...and pants falling down at inopportune times could be fun...