But not before some calories were inhaled. You know what? Who cares. So, I ate some freakin' candy. The world did not end. I did not gain 10 pounds. I did not stop going to the gym or personal training. It was just a couple, less-than-stellar food choices.
And I enjoyed every last calorie.
My trainer said something very wise last night at training: this is a lifestyle change. You have to incorporate health and fitness into your life, without getting obsessive about it and missing out on the fun. You only get one life -- have fun!
And I have. I wish you could feel the joy, motivation, and self-confidence oozing out of me. I enjoy waking up, getting dolled up for work, and tackling my 'to do' lists at work. I look forward to sweating away the calories after work. Bible study, church, yoga, dance, book club, family time... My life is filled to the brim, and I'm happy.
Is all this the result of hard work and endorphins? Maybe. But I'm not questioning it; I'm rolling with it. Nothing in life lasts forever -- not even this happy, productive streak.
Oh, and I haven't even shared the best part. I lost a total of 6 pounds last month. Yeah, check it; it's in the sidebar. With the muscle I'm putting on and how well my clothes are fitting, I'm guessing the weight loss is even more substantial than 6 pounds. So, yeah, I have even more reasons to be happy.
So let's all smile and continue on this journey, shall we?
:)

