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Month Two In The Books



I started going to the gym on January 3.  It was a chore and there were many other things I would rather do.  Most of those things included eating chocolate and drinking milkshakes.  However, I knew that I needed to change.  I did not like what I saw when I looked in the mirror and I did not like the way I felt.  So, I went to the gym even thought I would have rather sat on my butt, ate chocolate and done nothing.

After a while, it started to become fun.  I started looking forward to it.

In a month I lost 13.2 pounds.  I was amazed.

The thing that has amazed me more than anything else is what I can do now.  I can run, not far but I couldn't even run a little bit before. And I love going to the gym now.  I even had a breakdown last week.  After getting a cortisone shot in my foot and it wasn't getting any better I was beyond upset.  All I could think about was how much I enjoyed running and how I could do they one thing I have come to love because it hurt so bad.

However, today I started Women Can Run.  And I did it pain free.  I was so worried.  And I was worried it would be hard and I couldn't do it.  And I did.  I am so proud of myself.  It's amazing what you can do when you set your mind to it.

And the weigh in for my official two months...........  

I HAVE LOST 25 POUNDS !!  

15 more to go until my goal of 40 before May 11.  I know that I am getting to the top of the hill, but I know it's not going to be an easy way down.  I am excited for the changes I am seeing in myself and can't wait to see more!






In other news I submitted my portfolio for review.  I must make an 80% to get to do my internship course and graduate.  I would like us all to collectively cross our fingers.  

And yes the picture below is a iPhone screen shot, I'm cool like that.
 Have a great night!
The difference I see in my face makes me happy


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