I feel I am writing to myself. Thats cool, I'll write as if there are invisible blogger friends reading this. (I am such a loner!)I feel I have not accomplished the mission and will continue plugging away for lofty goals.
As I was talking to one of my favorite people today....Ms. Ash.
Conversations always too short.
We were discussing when enough is enough for our weightloss.
When we reach our magic number is it enough? Or do we keep wanting more?
I have reached a goal of a "number" I have not been at post-children. Yet, do I pat myself and feel proud?........NO! I want to go further and hit my fire-extinguisher goal.( Where Mandi has now gotten to!)
I feel along the way down the scale each minor accomplishment should be enjoyed. If not we will feel guilty and unsatisfied till we're 50. Not me people, I want to feel healthy and happy for the rest of my life, finding balance always. I am guilty of wanting more. Tonight I will realize and relish my accomplishments, if only for a mere 15 min.
I am running 30+ miles a week @ a realtively decent pace for me.
I can still bust out the butterfly stroke at swimming and kick butt.
I can swim 80+ laps in 45 min. And go for a 1hr long bike ride after.
I can beat my husband running on a monster hill during interval training.
I can do a pretty decent yoga session with good form.
I have woken up @ 5:00 or 5:30 for the past 3 months 4-6 days a week.
I occasionaly have glances at the gym my way. (Occasionaly)Feels good sadly.
I have calf muscles. (Swimmers don't have calves, I now have a budding muscle)
My legs are toner, especially a previous problem spot above my knees.
I do not have cankles, I may have thick thighs but my ankles are great.(Thanks Mama Rebecca)
I am starting to get my waist back.
I have pretty cut arms right now.
I have a fierce plank.
I will run a marathon and a sprint triathlon in 2008.
I love, the workout burn and excercising till I feel like barfing.
True confessions, I really do.... the harder the better. Feel like a heart attack......even better!
If I had this drive and competetive spirit in my youth I could have been a great athlete.( I lulled off in swimming when I discovered boys...big mistake)
Whew...that felt good.
I'll go back to feeling inadequete now.
Peace out ghosts,
Camille
3 comments:
Camille I am still here I have been wondering where you have been! Finally talked Matt into buying me protein. I am going to try two shakes and one salad. Less than two weeks to go. When are you doing the triathlon? Call me
Love that post! You crack me up! It is amazing when you list your accomplishments how much more substancial they seem! You are amazing... and like we talked about... the pump is primed... keep truckin!
Camille, when you get down to 140 and than you say you want to lose wieght, than I will think you are crazy
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