My first week of Weight Watchers is almost over. Tomorrow morning I will weigh in. For the first time in a long time, I am nervous about weigh-in! The past few months, I already knew, long before I got anywhere near my scale, that I had a gain. I already knew I had done nothing to work for a loss.
This week is different. Much different. I have eaten a lot better, cut way back on soda, and exercised each day. I have no idea what to expect on the scale. Of course I am hoping for a loss, but how much of one, I don’t know. I don’t want to get my hopes up too high, but I have worked hard this week.
I was mentally drained when I left work yesterday. I do believe my boss and co-workers are under the impression that my new job title is Super Woman, and that I can leap tall buildings, do multiple projects at the same time, and perform miracles, all while keeping up with my e-mails, answering their stupid questions, and teaching them one more time how to do their own jobs.
When I got home, I didn’t want to work out. I just wanted to get comfy, grab a blanket, and snuggle up on the couch. Instead I searched workouts online and tried one I had never heard of, a weight training workout, that wasn’t half bad. Today my shoulders are a little sore, so I must have done something right.
Tonight’s workout will be cardio, maybe another run, haven’t decided yet. Then it will be up early on Saturday for one last workout before weigh-in!
Sweat & Sparkle 