About an hour after yesterday's post I crashed. Too tired to do much of anything else that day. But it is an improvement. Today I'm feeling about the same. Pretty good energy this morning, not so much this afternoon. The pain is still there, but it seems to be easing up. I am still dreaming about food.
Today I decided to put some of my new found confidence to good use. I have always wanted to take a kick boxing class. Always. I've never had the guts to do it. I think I mentioned before that I recently joined a gym. Well, like all good gym's this one has classes. I have been going for nearly two months now and haven't gotten up my courage to attend any of the classes. I've wanted to, but I didn't want to be the fat girl that couldn't keep up. So I've avoided them.
Yesterday I picked up a schedule and set up a time with the daycare that would coincide with kick boxing. I told the woman at the daycare that I thought I would try it out. She mentioned that I would need gloves or wraps and asked if I had any. I didn't, but she did, so she wrote it down and said she would bring them for me to use.
This morning Cormac slept in. Which means I slept in. Oh how I wanted to back out. I was nervous to go. I'm already horribly intimidated by doing anything at the gym that doesn't involve the dark Cinema room where no one can see me, but alas, we woke up with about a half hour to spare before the class. Since I knew someone had gone out of their way to bring wraps for me I figured I shouldn't chicken out now.
The class was exhilarating. I loved it. I was even able to keep up almost the entire time. I wasn't the only person wearing something larger than a size 4, and I had a blast. What's even better, no one noticed or cared that I was new. The one person I told I was new to was encouraging and sweet. She helped me get lined out and the rest of the class was pie. I'm pleased with myself. Other than rolling my ankle (for the second time in a month) I'm feeling great.
Now as for my diet. We are on day 7. Doing well, but I have noticed that I get really cranky in the evening. I've been trying to figure out why. I thought it was just because I am tired, but the truth is, I'm not eating enough. I feel like all I do right now is eat, but since the food that I'm consuming is high in nutrients, but low in calories, I need more of it. So my goal is to do better and to honor my hunger signals a little more. I don't want my body to go into starvation mode, and I'm sure the hubby would like a mood lift over here.
So I am challenging you to all go try something new. Something you've always wanted to do. It will be worth it. I promise. Just push those fears aside and act like you do this kind of thing all the time. Let me know how it goes.
3 comments:
Mel...that's awesome that you went to the kickboxing class. I've always wanted to try it. I actually am taking a Spinning class this semester. I, like you, was pretty nervous because I've never done it before, but I love it. Keep moving forward and keep your chin up!
Love you!
Kadie
Way to go. I wish I lived close enough to go with you! Although, I'd be torn between playing with Cormac while you go and going with you! I've found that kickboxing (or exercise in general) is so good for my mood.
I've always wanted to try kick boxing too! I'm going to pick something else to conquer first though. I need to learn more about kick boxing before I can become not scared of it. How do gym day cares work anyway? I've always used that as an excuse not to go to one, but hello if there are people there who will watch my kid...? I love reading about your adventure!
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