141 Days to Go

First of all, I'm sorry.  I got lost on my days when I didn't write.  So, yesterdays blog should have been 142, not 143.

Today, I got up, unfortunitally.  I set my alarm early so I could workout.  Umm, yeah.  I heard my alarm go off, and I immediatly thought of yesterday's dream with Jillian.  "Just push yourself."  I went to roll over, and that is when it happened.  My body would....not....move!  My thighs hurt, my sides hurt, my legs hurt.  Everywhere hurt.

Many might think I was acting like a baby, but seriously I could not eat, walk, fart, burp, breath, or even cough without some muscle hurting.  I know I did three hours of zumba, but I honestly thought I knew what I was doing and my body was use to it.  I was wrong.

I did try and workout this morning.  I got on Facebook, of course, and was thinking I could skip this one workout and start tomorrow.  That is when I saw a post from Emily.  Emily has been there for me for thick and thin, keeping me going.  She posted how she hates morning workouts but yet she got in a workout.  If she can do it, why can't I?  She said she worked out for 42 minues, I believe.  So I set that as my goal.  I started at 10:15am.  Just go to eleven, Jessica!!

Every move I did on my Wii, I kept looking at the clock.  I knew I wasn't giving it my all.  My body would simply not let me.  I did workout though, for those LONG forty-two minutes!!  I didn't eat exactly the best today, but I didn't eat the worse choices.  I need to forget my past and keep going.

So as I write this blog, I'm watching my new favorite show, "I Used To Be Fat."  This girls dad keeps talking about all this commintment she has to put in.  If I think myself into putting my diet in full speed, then I can accomplish this...no matter if I've failed before.