Gosh, another week has flown by. My daughter's baptism was today and I just got done uploading the pictures from the event. This is one of only a few events that I find myself actually in a picture. I am usually the one behind the camera. I wish I would have stayed out of the pictures this time around.
What a wake up call! Wow, I am fat. Not that I should be shocked. I know I am fat because of the way my clothes fit, I know I am fat by what the scale says. But I always thought in the back of my head that I wasn't THAT bad. Pictures do not lie and I did not like what I saw.
I am trying not to piss and moan about being fat. I know what I need to do to start losing this weight, I just do not have the focus. Now that I have seen the results of eating Cheetos and ice cream for dinner, I am scared straight. I am done complaining about being fat. I was looking for motivation to lose weight.....I found it.
Running has kind of taken a back seat this week. I did my standard treadmill workouts on Tuesday and Thursday. Saturday I did a 2.25 mile run with my husband. He got a cramp and took a short cut home and I still beat him. Yes, I get off silly little competitions like that. I did not run today because of the baptism and company at our house.
I have only 3 weeks until the first 5k of the year. I think I will be just fine even though I have had a rough couple of weeks.