Did Day One of the Neila Rey Fighter's Codex yesterday. Tried to jump out of bed this morning and was so sore I had to spend five minutes just recovering from that foolishness. So. Sore. I also have a trigger point the size of a large marble (the shooters? the big ones?) on my right rib cage. Going to need to give that some tough love with a lacrosse ball, I think.
Yesterday I caught myself starting to mindlessly shove food in my face because I felt awful. I had two bites of food leftover on a kids plate and a bite of mashed potatoes from the fridge when I realised.....eating food is not going to change my situation. So I stopped. I complained a lot. But I did alright.
And when I really, really,
really wanted to stuff my gob last night during Castle...I didn't. I thought about how well I've been doing, how I want to keep this streak going, how I want to make real changes. And I was a bit grumpy about it, but it worked.
Hit my step and activity goals for the past three days. Feeling good about that. Feel like a dork when I'm walking circles around the dining table or marching in place with my arms pumping while I watch tv, but it's getting done. And it still counts, right? Marching in place with high knees for 20+ minutes is hard work!