That was my mantra during last night’s boot camp. And what I kept yelling at Johanna as we did lunges with kettle bells across the parking lot. And to the poor girl doing them as well that probably thought I was nuts. Not even sure I realized I was yelling it out loud (yes, yelling!). And let me tell you, this morning it is NOT happy with me. “Just WHAT do you think you’re doing to me? Do not do all this pain in my name!” (Yes, my behind can talk- it’s got enough mass back there!)
Nearing the end of week 2. It’s been a tough battle these past few days, with being out of town over the weekend for work and not being around my inspiring ladies! I may have fallen off the proverbial fitness wagon, but last night’s workout really put me back on track and seriously made me regret my lackadaisical ways over the weekend!
This week we also got some feedback on what we’ve been eating, and I know we are all a little sheepish about our food logs. And by sheepish I mean I was practically apologizing before I even sent it in. It took every ounce of power in my body to make my finger hit “send” on the e-mail to her. After all, who willingly subjects themselves to certain pain? Oh, wait…
And now, to finish this rambling entry! I have decided to make a pledge in the spirit of better eating (I’ll get to the exercise one later…baby steps after all!). And here it is!
“I, Katy Zamesnik, do solemnly swear that I WILL eat my required number of calories. I WILL stop eating processed ready-to-eat meals and snacks. I WILL eat more fruits and veggies. I WILL stop complaining about our dietary guidelines and just follow them.”
After all, we are in a competition, we are in a competition, we are in a COMPETITION! Maybe this will be my new mantra, if only to give my poor rear end a break from the blame!